Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

When the sudden power soared into the sky, and a phantom of a prehistoric dragon and crocodile emerged, the entire area around Ziyang City was instantly dyed red by this kind of energy and blood power.

Zheng Yaoyang's originally indifferent expression slowly turned into a serious one, and streamers of light flickered on the soul beads held in his hands.

On the other side, Linghui, the black-robed frost old man who turned into a frost giant, and Yinyue, the battle puppet who turned into a silver dragon beast, all showed a trace of solemnity.

The strength of Qi and blood displayed by Han Muye at this time has already surpassed the two of them.

The point is, at this time, Han Muye's refining flames were rising, and at the same time, his energy and blood were surging.

Could it be that he wants to challenge the Ziyang Ding and the sleeping Xu Ziyang with both refining weapons and physical strength?

"Hmph." Linghui, who had turned into a frost giant, couldn't bear it any longer, so he took a step forward and rushed into the Ziyang cauldron in front of him.

There seemed to be infinite space in the cauldron, which directly swallowed Linghui's body.

Yinyue on the other side also pondered for a moment, then rushed in.

They all use strange means to enhance their physical strength, and they want to use this strength to pass the test of the Ziyang Cauldron.

Seeing them stepping into the Ziyang Cauldron, Lingyao and the others below had complicated expressions.

"Master said, stepping into the Ziyang Cauldron is a matter of life and death." Lingyao whispered while leaning on the big sword.

The breath of the other three golden-armored war puppets was turbulent, and no one got up to charge in the end.

As the guardians of the altar and Ziyang Cauldron, they have no certainty about stepping into the Ziyang Cauldron for rebirth.

Otherwise, they would not have been guarding the altar for so long.

Under the altar, Lu Zixu was protected by the aura of the protective treasure, looking at the figure in front of the altar above his head with a complex expression.

From the very beginning, he knew that Han Muye was stronger than him.

But today he discovered that Han Muye is so much stronger than him.

Hun Chao and Wuxing Shenlu looked at each other, with a hint of expectation in their eyes.

Can Han Muye surprise them?

All along, Han Muye never let them down, right?

Elder Muyue on the other side and the two figures beside him were slightly silent.

Master Mu Yue knows how strong Zheng Yaoyang is.

Even if she had seen Han Muye's crafting methods, she did not dare to judge the strength of the two.

I really didn't expect that when I came to Ziyang City, I could see the duel between such strong men.

In front of the altar, Zheng Yaoyang turned his head to look at Han Muye, and then pushed out the soul bead in his hand, hitting the ball of motionless flames.

The flame exploded, covering the bead, and then covering Zheng Yaoyang behind him.

There was a gleam of light in Han Muye's eyes, and he flung out the Golden Crow Divine Flame from his hand.

The divine flame collided with the flame in front of it, and then the void in front of it collapsed, and Han Muye's figure disappeared in place.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, watching the changing light in front of him, and finally condensed into a sky-supporting Golden Crow figure.

Really Jinwu.

"A body at the level of a prehistoric overlord..." Han Muye's eyes flashed with astonishment, then he shook his head, "It's not the body, but the soul."

Like the Haotian Golden Crow, what is in front of him is not his real body, but his soul.

A powerful soul who has reached the level of the prehistoric overlord.

The Golden Crow lowered its head slowly, looked at Zheng Yaoyang in front of him, and then at Han Muye.

"I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for thousands of years..."

A thunderous sound came from the Golden Crow's mouth, and then the surrounding world began to crumble.

Jin Wu's body condensed into the appearance of a Taoist wearing a green robe and a purple crown.

"Master." Seeing the Taoist, Zheng Yaoyang's complexion flashed, and he bowed.

The Taoist also looked at him with a smile on his face.

"You're here after all."

The Taoist held the golden soul bead in his hand, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Back then you said that you wanted to study the way of the soul and create the soul, but now it seems that you have achieved it."

Create spirits!

This soul bead is not condensed with other people's soul, but created!

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zheng Yaoyang.

With his own cultivation and experience in refining weapons, he knows what it means to create a soul.

This is creation!

This is simply not within the reach of a refiner.

God level, stronger existence, are impossible.

"It's still a little bit worse." Zheng Yaoyang's face showed a trace of pride, but also a trace of loss.

It seems that it is an extremely happy thing for him to be affirmed by the Taoist in front of him.

The Taoist didn't comment on the soul pearl in front of him, but turned to look at Han Muye.

His expression, from being relaxed at the beginning, gradually turned into a solemn one, and in the end, there seemed to be a lot of spiritual light in his eyes that seemed to have no waves at all.

"Master Han, long time no see..."

haven't seen you for a long time.

Han Muye stood there, looking at the Taoist in front of him.

From the face of the Taoist in front of him, he had a sense of deja vu.

It's just that the person who can call him master like this should have been an acquaintance recently.

When did I meet Xu Ziyang?

"Master Han, it was you who said that the outer door is not our end."

"It was you who said you were waiting for us at the pinnacle of your weapon refining practice."

Xu Ziyang spoke softly, with endless emotion in his voice.

His words made Zheng Yaoyang's eyes widen in front of him.

He knows exactly what kind of cultivation base his master has, what kind of combat power he has, and what kind of accomplishments he has in refining weapons.

All my life, I have regarded Master as an insurmountable mountain, and I have been climbing unremittingly.

For so many years, the more you refine the weapon, the more you feel that the master is unfathomable.

It was also like this that he had worked tirelessly on the refining of weapons just now.

However, judging from the meaning of the master at this time, the Master Han in front of him is actually a member of their peers?

Or even the person Master has been chasing after?

At this moment, Han Muye finally remembered who Xu Ziyang was in front of him.

"Xu Ao."

Together with Han Muye and Qu Zhengjia, he stepped into the trial space to conduct the trial of a god-level craftsman, a genius craftsman who has not yet returned.

Xu Ao's talent was not as good as Han Muye's, and he didn't even have the qualifications to walk with Qu Zhengjia.

Back then in the trial space, Xu Ao reluctantly worshiped Shenyuan Dao, one of the three major weapon refining sects, and worked as a fire boy for thirty years before he achieved greatness.

When Han Muye left the trial space, Xu Ao was already a junior elite in Shenyuan Dao.

What was unexpected was that Xu Ao turned out to be Xu Ziyang.

Proficient in the way of the soul, helping all parties in the galaxy universe to refine the foundation of the soul formation, allowing the galaxy universe to inherit and prosper Xu Ziyang for countless years.

"I really didn't expect to hear the name Xu Ao again."

Hearing Han Muye call out his name, Xu Ziyang sighed, filled with emotion.

Looking at Han Muye in front of him, Xu Ziyang's eyes showed a trace of excitement.

"If Qu Zhengjia knows that I can really see Mr. Han again, I'm afraid..."

Speaking of this, he laughed out loud.

"Master, I'm afraid you still don't know who he is."

Qu Zhengjia.

Worship at the Forging Heaven Sect and become an elite of the Forging Heaven Sect.

Zheng Yaoyang was dumbfounded.

The attitude of my master doesn't look like he wants to set up a test at all.

This is clearly the scene of old friends reunited.

Then, what are you?

Han Muye never thought that the Xu Ziyang in front of him was Xu Ao.

For a while, he also felt a little emotional.

Is the trial space, everything there, real or illusory?

"Refinement of Tianzong, how is it?" After a while, he looked at Xu Ziyang and asked.

He was a little curious about how his clone would end up in that space.

The avatar told himself that he had left seven treasures for himself.

In the illusory picture I saw, the heaven and the earth were also dead.

What about the trial space, the sects and forces in the trial space?

Hearing Han Muye's question, Xu Ziyang was silent for a while, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "It seems that Master Han really doesn't remember what happened back then."

"The world changed dramatically back then, and the world of practice was facing collapse. In the end, the Heaven Refining Sect lived up to the name of Heaven Refining."

"As for the name of Mr. Han, the master of Jiuxuan Peak, he should also be worthy of the mystery of heaven and earth."

Refining the sky.

Nine Profound Peak Lord.

Even if Xu Ziyang didn't want to mention it, these two words alone could change Zheng Yaoyang's expression.

What kind of person and what kind of power can be worthy of the name of refining the sky?

Han Muye didn't know what his divine soul avatar did in the trial space.

And what did the Tianlian sect do when the world was dying?

"Hey, Master Han, I thought I would have guarded the Ziyang Cauldron for so many years, but I didn't expect that there would be a time to hand it over to you."

Turning his head, Xu Ziyang looked at the turbulent void not far away, revealing a dreamlike golden cauldron.

"No wonder you said that when you handed him over to me."

"As expected of Mr. Han, the Lord of the Nine Profound Peaks of the Refining Heaven Sect..."

Hand over Ziyang Cauldron to Han Muye?

Zheng Yaoyang was bewildered.

The Ziyang cauldron that the master has always controlled, and the Ziyang divine flame that has become famous, are actually guarded for others?

Then, what is the struggle for so many years?

"Master, you said that as long as you can pass your test, you can get the Ziyang Cauldron." Zheng Yaoyang took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

So what if this Mr. Han and Master Han are strong men from the ancient times?

How many years ago.

In this world, the strongest in God's Domain are their upper three families.

Can the strong man of the past still rule in the current God's Domain?

Even the master, didn't he also had to sleep after touching the restricted area of ​​the refining weapon?

"Master, times have changed."

On Zheng Yaoyang's body, a surge of flame power surged to the extreme.

This power actually has the feeling of spreading in the space.

Powerful, mighty.

No wonder Zheng Yaoyang has confidence.

Standing in front of him, Xu Ziyang looked indifferent, his smile remained unchanged, and he turned to look at Han Muye.

"Master Han, tell me, have times changed?"

era?

Han Muye didn't know if it had changed or not.

But he knew that he was never afraid of a challenge.

Looking at the golden furnace cauldron in the distance, he said calmly, "If it's really mine, I will definitely take it back."

His words made Xu Ziyang laugh out loud.

"The world's number one craftsman, Han Muye, the Nine Profound Heavenly Master who breaks the sky with one sword and forges the sky with one hand, is still so domineering even if he perishes forever."

He looked at Han Muye, with a gleam of divine light in his eyes.

The world's number one refiner!

Break the sky with one sword, refine the sky with one hand!

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, but there were endless waves in his heart.

Is that yourself?

Zheng Yaoyang on the other side stared at Han Muye with wide eyes.

In ancient times, there was such great power?

"Haha, since Master Han is willing to accept the challenge, I will give Yaoyang a chance."

Turning his head to look at Zheng Yaoyang, Xu Ziyang's complexion gradually turned serious.

"If you lose, remember, everything about you will belong to Ziyang Ding."

This is the dominance of the ancient treasure.

Win and get it all.

Lose, lose everything.

Zheng Yaoyang obviously knew the characteristics of Ziyang Ding long ago, so he nodded.

"When I came, I had already explained everything in the family clearly."

"It doesn't matter if the Zheng family has me or not."

There are three families in God's Domain, each of which is a giant.

The strength of such a big force is not supported by personal strength.

But for the Zheng family, a powerhouse like Zheng Yaoyang is the pillar.

Zheng Yaoyang was able to give up everything, which shows that this time he really made up his mind.

"boom--"

On the golden cauldron, endless flames rose up, covering the sky.

Both Han Muye and Zheng Yaoyang were covered in flames, and then disappeared in their original places.

Standing there, Xu Ziyang looked at the slowly dissipating flames with a look of anticipation on his face, and whispered softly.

"When I see Jiuxuan, I am a new student. Master Han, you said back then that whether I can be reborn depends on whether I have a chance to see you again. Now, I see you..."

...

The world of flames.

When the flames rose in the Ziyang cauldron, Han Muye sensed the power of the flames.

It shouldn't be the power of fire, it should be the rules of fire.

The power of rules.

Tens of thousands of divine flames floated in the void.

Han Muye was no stranger to such sights.

Back then, before the gate of the Tianlian Sect, he had already passed such a trial surrounded by endless flames.

It's just that when he saw these flames again at this time, his feelings were different.

kind.

These flames all called out to him.

It seems that these are his old friends.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Han Muye spoke softly.

He stretched out his hand and held a flame.

Flames rose and danced in his palm.

There is emotion in this flame.

Creatures!

This flame is a living being.

Han Muye raised his head slowly, with a hint of surprise on his face.

Are these divine flames living beings?

Is the power of divine flames creating the power of living beings, or the power of living beings creating divine flames?

"Haha, I get it, I get it!"

Not far away, the dragon beast transformed by Yinyue laughed, and the scales on its body floated up one by one, and the divine lines intertwined among them.

His body gradually transformed into the appearance of a roaring black dragon.

"All living beings in the world are one, and there is no need to stick to the blood of the human race."

"I turned into a black dragon and became a beast, which is also a practice."

Transformed into a beast with human blood.

Han Muye didn't know where this insight came from, but he knew that there are many ethnic groups in the world who have always pursued this way.

With strength as the foundation, as long as the strength is strong, the appearance is nothing.

"Hehe, Yinyue, you may not be right."

On the other side, the body of the mountain-like frost giant slowly condensed.

The body of a middle-aged cultivator with a height of three feet and an icy armor all over his body emerged.

The moment this body appeared, the surrounding divine flames began to turmoil, fleeing into the distance.

Obviously, this body can even suppress the power of the surrounding divine flames.

powerful.

"Senior Brother Yaoyang, what about you?" A voice came from the Frost Armor.

Standing in the void, Zheng Yaoyang turned his head to look at Han Muye.

In his eyes, there are dancing flames rising.

His opponent is only this one.