Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

"Lingdao child, dare to plot against this king, you really don't know whether to live or die!"

In the void, wind and thunder surged.

The power of the God King penetrated the void and enveloped Han Muye's body.

At this moment, he seemed to be carrying the whole world on his back.

That heavy power imprisoned his entire body, and even the sword of the soul in the divine treasure was wrapped in a layer of divine light.

This is the horror of the great Shinto cultivator who made him the God King.

Divine power, indeed, has its merits.

The imprisoned Han Muye stood there, but in his heart he was constantly trying to figure out the attributes of the God King's power, perceiving the characteristics of Shinto power.

This is a rare opportunity.

As for his own safety, he really doesn't care.

With Marquis Wu on his side, if he was injured by the God King, Marquis Wu would not be Marquis Wu.

"boom--"

A group of divine light turned into giant claws and struck Han Muye in the head.

A tall figure wearing a moon-white robe and shining with golden light all over, holding a broken Divine General Sun Yun in one hand, smashing the void step by step, and walking towards Han Muye.

The two gods, Mingji and Gao Sun, had complicated expressions on their faces, and fear flashed in their eyes.

The Broken Moon God King is here!

If the God King came before, they would not be so fearful, but now they have the heart to betray the world without resentment, the arrival of the God King, but it is a great enemy!

Broken Moon God King glanced over the two gods, and then looked at Han Muye who was imprisoned.

"This king is very curious, what is the reliance that makes you think you can count on this king?"

He threw the body of Divine General in his hand forward, and a beam of light shattered it.

The beam of light did not decrease in speed and slammed into Han Muye.

Only the beam of light appeared, and a figure was already blocking the front.

Marquis Wu in the black robe raised his hand and held the beam of light in his hand as if it were a substance.

When Marquis Wu appeared, God King Broken Moon's expression changed dramatically.

"It's you!"

Looking at Marquis Wu in horror, the God King of Broken Moon retreated without hesitation.

Only he backed away and stopped again.

Behind him, Qin Suyang stood there with a long sword on his back.

"boom--"

The long sword slashed, and Sword Ray wrapped the Broken Moon God King.

Marquis Wu raised his hand and smashed the divine light around Han Muye, then nodded and said, "Let's go to Yunchenxing."

Han Muye glanced at Qin Suyang with Sword Ray shining, a fierce Sword Intent, and then turned into a streamer.

Qin Suyang is both Alchemy and Confucianism and Taoism. He is so powerful that he can definitely win a God King.

It was only at this time that Qin Suyang wanted to sharpen his own swordsmanship, so he was slow and slow, and slowly suppressed the God King of Duanyue with one sword and one sword.

This is because his own strength is so tyrannical that he dares to do so.

Looking at Qin Suyang with Sword Ray shining brightly, Han Muye realized something in his heart.

In the Xuantian world, Confucianism and Taoism are respected, and Qin Suyang and the others, the great cultivators of Confucianism and Taoism, were blocked by the voice of writing and ink.

But these big cultivators are not without seeking breakthroughs.

For example, Huang Tingshu integrated himself with Shinto to create the Great Yellow Court.

Qin Suyang became a semi-sage with Alchemy in addition to Confucianism and Taoism, and his own kendo Cultivation Base is also extremely strong.

Other big cultivators may have their own way.

Those who can become a semi-holy cultivator will never block their own road.

These great cultivators who have lived for thousands of years can always find their own avenues.

Cultivation, cultivating the mind, is also cultivating a path that belongs to one's own.

Just like Han Muye himself, the current path of practice is different from others.

Kendo is the foundation, and ten thousand swords are fused to form the Kendo Gold Core, and the Sword Intent and the Soul Sword are condensed.

Spiritual Qi's practice is based on Xuanyuan Dao Jue, and the speed of practice is extremely fast, and there is no shortcoming.

As for spiritual practice, it is unique with the fusion of Confucianism and Taoism's arrogant red dust art and kendo condensing sword art.

The flesh is even more powerful than the fusion of divine beasts.

In addition to the universe sword array, there are also universe chess games.

The most important thing is that these means are constantly being integrated, and his own kendo understanding is also rapidly improving.

Be a pure swordsman, but not a pure swordsman.

This is Han Muye's own positioning.

"Let's go."

Marquis Wu spoke softly, stretched out his hand and made a move, Han Muye and the two gods were wrapped in figures, and when they reappeared, they were already outside of Yunchenxing.

Taiyu Shenjun stood beside them with a blank expression on his face.

Below, the entire Yunchen nebula is churning, and the star is wrapped in endless divine light, willing to burn and refine this star.

Marquis Wu cast his eyes into the distance, and then said in a low voice, "I'll leave it to you here."

Han Muye nodded.

The big changes on the stars of Yunchen could not be concealed from those God Kings of the world without resentment.

Fortunately, Qin Suyang fought the God King alone, so he could draw some attention to the past.

But in the end, it's a battle to the death to build the Conferred Gods stand.

Marquis Wu moved, carrying a thunderstorm, and went straight to the depths of the No Resentment Realm.

That is the foundation of the No Resentment Realm, where the No Resentment Star is located.

A sudden force exploded, and behind Marquis Wu, the phantom of the golden armored general appeared.

"If the divine power on the Yunchen star cannot be integrated, your divine power will have no foundation, and you will know the consequences."

Han Muye glanced at Taiyu Shenjun and the others, then stepped out and crashed into Yunchenxing.

The three gods looked at each other and then returned to Yunchenxing.

They have no way out.

As soon as Han Muye entered Yunchen Star, golden light floated all over his body, and rushed directly to the figure in the air.

Huang Ting erected a divine light, and there was a golden divine seal on top of his head. M..

The wishing power of the entire Yunchen Star gathered on the top of his head, making the divine seal slowly solidify.

The three gods looked at the seal and did not dare to move at all.

The new divine seal condensed, the divine seal fragments they refined before lost their divinity, and their power declined again.

If you want to keep your own power, you can only surrender.

Han Muye walked forward slowly, looked at the golden seal, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, have you thought about it?"

Huang Tingshu opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile on his face: "I don't really want to be the God King in this world without complaints, what's wrong with me?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and urged the endless divine light to smash the golden divine seal into the world below.

"boom--"

The divine seal fell, and the entire Yunchen Star shook.

Then, a soldier in red armor held pieces of broken armor, walked to the place where the divine seal fell, and then placed these armors containing remnants of the soul on the divine seal.

The divine light and endless will in the divine seal enveloped these broken armors, and the remnants of the armor appeared and stood in place.

Pieces of armor are stacked and slowly converged into a platform.

At this moment, Han Muye's expression became solemn.

This nine-story high platform is purely composed of remnant souls, but it does not have the slightest protective power.

The creation of the nine-story high platform is just the beginning.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward.

The golden divine light covered him, and then the aura condensed into a golden armor.

"Why don't you say no clothes-"

The golden light in Han Muye's hand condensed into a long spear, and he shouted loudly.

"Same robe with my son!"

The general below shouted softly, and the power of qi and blood slammed into the nine-story high platform.

Once the blood entered the high platform, the originally dark high platform shone with golden light.

This is the beginning!

The golden beam of light penetrated the sky and cast into the endless void.

Then, countless qi and blood came together.

At this moment, all the front-line battle formations in the Profound Sky World were exposed.

All the soldiers had Qi and blood condensed out, and then converged into a river.

Hundreds of millions of soldiers, qi and blood retrograde into dragon, roaring forward.

The direction is the world without complaint!

This scene shocked countless cultivators.

The practitioners of the No Resentment Realm and the powerhouses of the Immortal Spirit Realm, including the alien beasts and demons lurking in the void, all watched this scene in horror.

All the arrangements in the Profound Sky Realm were exposed, which made the army of the No Resentment Realm rejoiced, but why did these qi and blood dragons gather?

The strength of this tens of thousands of miles long qi and blood dragon is so powerful that even a single touch can turn a great cultivator into powder.

Where is this blood dragon going?

No Complaint World!

What kind of arrangement does the Profound Sky Realm have to attract this blood dragon?

"Stop it!" Someone shouted in the army of the No Resentment Realm.

A group of soldiers flew up.

The powerhouses of the fairy world, the alien beasts and demons in the void, and the lurking experts of the spirit armour monster race all slammed into the qi and blood dragon.

"It seems that you are going to be with me in the Profound Sky Realm forever!" A voice came from the army of the Profound Sky Realm.

Countless big cultivators flew up, and Haoran Qi combined with Spiritual Qi to protect the blood dragon.

"The array is in the front, and there is no retreat—" Lu Yang's voice sounded, and an army of one million formed an array of sharp cones and rushed forward.

The army smashed the army formations of the No Resentment Realm, so that the strength of the army formations of the No Resentment Realm could not be leveraged.

More troops from the No Resentment Realm gathered and stepped forward to block the army led by Lu Yang.

Lu Yang smiled, pointed the front of the gun in his hand, found the opponent's weakness, and rushed past.

At this moment, the entire front of the Profound Sky World army began to move forward.

A full-scale battle that has not erupted in hundreds of years broke out.

The battle of the army formation was fierce, and the battle of those great cultivators in the void was even more magnificent and tragic.

There was that Confucian and Taoist cultivator holding a feather fan without hesitation, burning out his mighty energy and turning it into a golden flame, wrapping the number of Shinto cultivators and perishing together.

There is a sword repairer with a long sword, and after killing several great cultivators, he smashes his own path and returns with the enemy.

"Why don't you say no clothes-"

"Same as your son!"

In the void, a roar sounded.

Countless figures collided together.

Mu Wan gritted her teeth and looked ahead, tears welling up in her eyes.

Those generals she had healed, those generals who had fought on the front line again and again, were holding swords and spears, burning their own blood, and pressing towards the opposing army.

This is a fight to the death!

These fresh lives, right in front of own, watched as they passed away.

What are they for?

Mu Wan was at a loss. Is it for glory?

Is it for Tianxuan?

Are these ethereal things really worth paying for?

"boom--"

In the void, endless streamers burst.

"Lingjia Monster Clan, after today, my Profound Sky army will definitely conquer your clan, leaving you nowhere to escape!"

In the void, Xiao Lingshan's high shout came out.

"I will go to the fairy world today, and I will leave it to you here."

In the void, there was a faint voice.

Wen Xiang!

Wen Xiang is going to the fairy world!

At this moment, the void battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Then, a phantom of a long-sleeved robe with a height of 10,000 meters appeared.

Wearing a high crown, the figure took a step by step, and walked forward in the void.

"Tianxuan Wenmosheng is visiting Xianling, which fellow daoist is coming to welcome him?"

Word by word, the sound is like thunder, spreading through the void world.

That is, the entire No Complaint World can hear it clearly.

Standing in front of the nine-story high platform, Han Muye turned his head and looked at the void.

"Did Wen Xiang personally take action..."

He didn't expect that this time Wen Jing would really make a move.

It seems that Tianxuan wants to finish his work in one battle!

Turning his head and looking at the nine-story high platform in front of him, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

That's interesting!

"boom--"

In the depths of the no-complaint world, a roar sounded.

Divine light and spiritual light were scattered countlessly, shattering countless thousands of miles of void.

"The Marquis of Tianxuan Chongwu is here, please God King Shuming of the No Resentment Realm to die-"

A blade of light pierced the entire sky, as if to sever all the worlds.

The divine light shattered, and then several divine lights rose up.

"This king has no complaints, come to meet Marquis Wu."

"This king is endless, welcome Marquis Wu."

"My king, Youguang, ask Marquis Wu for advice—"

...

In the whole world, divine light and spiritual light are intertwined.

Seven God Kings fought against Marquis Wu.

These seven God Kings are the real supreme powerhouses in the no-complaint world. Each of them has a powerful power that can exert a power second only to Saint in the no-complaint world.

The top No Complaint God King and Endless God King are no less powerful than Saint.

On the star of Yunchen, Huang Ting had a solemn expression on his vertical face, and he protected the nine-story high platform under all the air pressure on his body.

In the distance, the qi and blood dragon is slowly moving forward.

A great Confucian wearing a green robe stood up.

Really light.

"Muye, when the Conferred Gods platform is built, just waiting for the blood to weave the Conferred Gods list, that's when I write the Conferred Gods, right?" Yan Zhen looked at Han Muye lightly and said softly.

Han Muye nodded and looked at the blood dragon in the void.

Marquis Wu alone blocks the God King from the realm of no resentment, and Wen Xiang goes to the world of fairy spirits.

Tian Xuan, can you fight against both worlds at the same time?

"The fairy is worry-free, I have seen fellow daoist Wen."

"Do fellow daoist really want to compete with my fairy world?"

In the void, a voice sounded.

When this voice sounded, the entire void world seemed to be in turmoil.

"Of course."

Wen Mosheng's voice was firm.

"Okay, today, Dangyouyou will welcome fellow daoist with all the fellow immortals." The voice fell in the void, Sword Ray flashed, and three more voices roared.

"Xianling Sun Youdao, I welcome fellow daoist Wen." Spiritual Qi permeates, and Taoism is natural.

"Poor monk Xuanji, please wait." The Buddha's light shines, and it penetrates people's hearts.

"The old man is impeccable, and he has led a hundred thousand demon generals under his command to meet fellow daoist Wen."

Four Saints!

Kendo, Lingdao, Buddhism, Devil Dao.

In the fairy world, there are actually four great Saint-level cultivators!

Four big cultivators besieged, can Wen Mosheng alone stop him?

At this moment, the entire Profound Sky World was silent.

Minister Wen and Marquis Wu, can you hold on?

Why do they have to resist the two worlds with all their strength at this moment?

Unknown to outsiders, Han Muye felt a surge of emotions.

Wen Xiang and Wu Hou went all out to attract all the forces and gain enough space and time for the Conferred Gods here.

In their view, the Conferred Gods are a great plan to turn defeat into victory.

If so, give it a try!

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye flew up.

Facing the qi and blood dragon rushing towards the No Resentment Realm, Han Muye exudes endless Sword Rays.

In his Qi Sea, the long sword with an unknown amount of Sword Intent suddenly scattered.

Sword Ray scattered and turned into countless sword threads.

Every sword thread is a Sword intent.

Sword intent slammed into the qi and blood dragon, and the sword threads penetrated into it.

A sword thread draws a blood.

At this moment, a blood-red sky appeared in front of Han Muye.

In front of the sky, his sword silk hit the ground like thin raindrops.

The power of kendo is too weak in the face of the gathering of hundreds of millions of qi and blood.

A pale look appeared on Han Muye's face.

The power of Qi and Blood Changlong is too tyrannical, and it is not at all that he can differentiate.

Not to mention him, even Saint would have to dodge in front of this qi and blood dragon.

But he couldn't avoid it.

He wants to turn this blood dragon into the Conferred Gods list.

Divine light flashed in his eyes, and Han Muye clasped his hands.

Above his head, a phantom figure with a long robe and big sleeves appeared.

At this moment, the Sword of Soul in his Divine Treasure turned into long golden needles, which pierced directly, mobilizing endless Sword Intent sword threads, rushing into the long blood dragon, constantly shuttling.

"Beat the drum and use your troops actively." The phantom behind Han Muye shouted loudly.

"Thousands of miles run rampant, Chen Bing's mountains and rivers."

Qi and blood form a forest, rushing forward.

"It is mine to break the enemy, and life and death are bound together."

All the qi and blood have condensed into one piece, and the long golden needles lead the sword silk to interweave.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son?"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same hatred with your son."

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you have the same quarrel with your son."

The phantom of the high-crowned robe shouted, and the long golden needle led the sword silk, piercing the blood dragon, and turning it into a brocade silk that was a hundred thousand miles long.

In the distance, Marquis Wu, surrounded by the God King of the Realm of No Resentment, let out a long laugh, his body blood turned into a stream of light, and he collided with the brocade.

"boom--"

Behind the brocade, three big characters of mysterious and simple appear.

Conferred Gods List!

At the top of the Conferred Gods list, Han Muye trembled, his whole body seemed to be pulled away from his muscles and bones, and he fell into the void below.

At the moment when the Conferred Gods list was achieved, the void shook, and countless remnants appeared.

These remnant souls roared and slammed into the brocade.

But the spiritual light flickered on the brocade, and all the remnants were scattered.

"Let the power of heaven and earth turn into an Innate treasure!"

"What treasure is this?"

There was an exclamation in the void.

Innate treasure.

This brocade is made of pure qi and blood, and its strength is pure, which is on the same level as the treasures produced when the heavens and the earth first opened.

Such a treasure, Saint coveted.

When the brocade appeared, several phantoms rushed over in the void.

On Yun Chenxing, Yan Zhen, who was standing in front of the Conferred Gods stage, raised his hand lightly and gathered an ink pen in his palm.

He stepped forward slowly and stepped onto the ninth-story high platform step by step.

His figure is integrated with the nine-story high platform, and his Cultivation Base instantly stimulates the power of the nine-story high platform.

At this time, the power of Yan Zhenqing merged with the Conferred Gods platform.

Standing not far away, Huang Ting sighed softly.

From then on, Yan Zhenqing, the great cultivator of Confucianism and Taoism, will be entangled with this Taoism, and his life will be endless.

This choice is a blessing in disguise.

"Please tell me Brother Conferred Gods—"

In the void, Qin Suyang stepped out in one step, holding a body in his hand and a magnificent divinity in the other.

The divinity of a God King was extracted by him!

The extracted divinity was shattered by Qin Suyang and turned into golden ink. Yan Zhen lightly lifted the ink pen and dipped it in the ink, then picked up the pen to write.

"In the thirteenth year of Tianxuan Fengming, the great cultivator He Shaosheng used his life as an enemy of thirty demons outside the realm, and his body died and the Tao disappeared. Now he gathers his remnant souls, decrees the position of the Conferred Gods, controls a domain, and is the righteous god of heaven and earth."

The ink pen fell, and a thin old man in a green robe appeared.

The old man's face was dazed at first, then he bowed to Wen Mosheng, and his figure fell on the Preferred Gods list.

"boom--"

At this moment, the thunder and light between the sky and the earth are endless, and countless phantoms emerge.

Countless divine lights converged on the Conferred Gods list, and the thin phantom turned into a majestic old man wearing a golden robe, standing on the Conferred Gods list.

Below, Han Muye opened his eyes with surprise.

Karma!

Samsara!

Having exhausted the power of Sword Intent and Soul, he felt the endless power feedback from the Conferred Gods list at this moment, and the power involved made him happy.

This is the fusion of its own Karma, but it has the power of Samsara's life and death!