Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

Controlling the power of Karma is already beyond the power of the world, and is in a mysterious opportunity.

Once you master the power of Karma, you can see through Karma in the world, making the impossible possible.

As everything develops, there is always a track to be found.

The world is overhauled, the pinnacle of spiritual transformation, and the gathering of power can pick up stars. What they want is the power of Karma, and take the opportunity to control their own destiny.

To master Karma is to be demigod.

After taking control of Karma and cutting off Karma, it is Samsara.

Worldly things, above Karma, history is always similar.

In the dark, there is always providence.

This providence is Samsara, it is Heavenly Dao, it is the trajectory of the cycle of heaven and earth.

Mastering this trajectory, he has become a saint with the same life span as heaven and earth.

Get the way of the day and the earth and cultivate together, hold a Samsara and not die.

The realm of Saint is extremely mysterious.

Hold one Samsara as holy, and make one Samsara as ancestor.

Dao ancestors in the world are all people who open up a way of practice.

It doesn't matter whether the opening of this road is a big road or a small road, whether it is to overcome obstacles or to make tricks.

Semi-sage, Saint, Taoist ancestor, above it is Tianzun.

Heaven and earth are respected together.

When Daozu is promoted to Tianzun, it is said that he needs to control eighteen avenues and become the body of eighteen Daozu.

No matter what the Tao of control is, there is a law, that is, the power of time and space, which must be Insightful.

Only Insight can set foot on the Supreme in the world and become the Supreme Heavenly Venerate if he has passed the way of time and space.

Because it is said that when the eighteen avenues are aggregated, the eighteen avenues need to be integrated into the world.

Two ways.

One is to use the power of time to go back in time and engrave own avenues in the long river of time.

One is to use the power of space to directly open up space on the world line for own way to integrate.

The power of time and space determines the strength of Supreme after the achievement.

A Supreme who engraved the Great Dao in the Eternal Age is a billion times different in combat power from the Supreme who engraved the Great Dao in three or five hundred years.

When Zhao Zhenghe of Shadow Heavenly Venerate stepped into the realm of Heavenly Venerate, he just took a trick to replace his own strength with a treasure containing space power and integrate into the world line.

Therefore, his combat power is among the Heavenly Venerate, and it is not enough to see at all.

He also has self-knowledge, never regards himself as a real celestial powerhouse, and only concentrates on searching for various treasures and mingling with low-level practitioners.

After all, the power of time and space is the power that those Taoist ancestors are pursuing.

The Great Saint Huang Zhenxiong, the Great Saint Huang Zhenxiong, can be valued by so many Powers because he controls a bit of the power of space.

Such a person only needs to practice step by step, and he is a proper Heavenly Venerate.

The strong have always only valued those of the same rank as themselves.

No strong man would be used to looking down.

"Looking back in time, this is to control the power of time to a pure level!" In the void, there was a voice of exclamation that changed its tone.

At this time, the Dao Ancestor Daxiu who witnessed the Dao Contest no longer even concealed his own identity, and spoke directly.

"It was three breaths back in time just now, with a radius of 100 zhang, strength..." The calculated voice paused, and then trembled: "I can't figure it out..."

The power of backtracking at that moment was so strong that it was unimaginable.

The spiritual sense in the void was transmitted, and the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and no one dared to speak half a voice.

Bai Yuming, who was hanging thousands of feet away, opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

The Han Muye he thought was not the Han Muye.

Even if it is the Shangtianjian Pavilion, how many people can have such means?

Three days away in the world of Xianyuan, it is truly amazing to cultivate the power of time to such a level.

Such a character, as long as he doesn't die, the steadfast Heavenly Venerate Power!

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Han Muye.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, really extraordinary!

Han Muye stood with his sword in his hand, his expression indifferent.

The powerhouses who surrounded him were all pale and trembling unknowingly.

What are you doing?

Ranked ninth in the sky, the powerhouse who can go back in time only ranks ninth in the sky?

I am afraid that even in the entire Xianyuan world, it can also be in the forefront, right?

Intercepting such a person, his head was kicked by a donkey...

"Go to hell—"

In the void, there was a loud shout.

A golden-black long dragon roared down instantly.

Behind the black magic dragon, countless magic lights flashed, and a picture scroll of Shrouding the Heavens unfolded.

Huang Laoliu did not hold back.

Thousands of miles of void vibrate, and the heavens and the earth are sealed.

At this moment, all the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoism struggle were shaken away.

Ten thousand miles of void control!

Huang Laoliu, wearing magic armor, stepped out in one step, raised his hand and slapped it with the palm of his hand.

"Han Muye is my brother."

"boom--"

Under the palm of his hand, one after another spiritual light rose up.

Blessed by the power of the magic dragon, his power surpassed that of Saint, and he seized the authority of heaven and earth with the power of the treasure, turning the emptiness of thousands of miles into his demonic realm. This strike is unstoppable.

Even if Supreme is in front of him at this time, he will break his bones if he doesn't die.

With one blow, there was nothing in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye raised his head and shook his head when he saw Huang Laoliu staring at him.

This guy always shoots at critical moments.

very nice.

The limelight was all over.

The most unfortunate thing is that Han Muye has not yet forced to ask who is behind the instructions, who has motivated the power of the formation, and snatch the sword of the emperor from behind.

Forget it, no amount of shady calculations can beat it in the end.

Seeing Huang Laoliu kill a hundred strong men with one palm, Han Muye felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

This is the law of the practice world.

Isn't it the same for those Powers who are among the Nine Heavens in the world?

No matter how much you calculate, it's just a punch.

In the end, you still have to have enough power.

This is the real practice.

Huang Laoliu's shot to kill these people is more deterrent than Han Muye's own shot.

As the Prime Minister of Tianxuan, Han Muye still has to pay attention to a certain amount of belly, and it is not easy to do much about murder.

Huang Lao Liu is different, Devil Cultivator, how can anyone not kill people?

Han Muye decided that in the future, this kind of dirty work will have to be done by Huang Lao Liu.

It's not too much of a trivial matter to help him raise his daughter for so long, right?

"Society map!"

There was an exclamation in the void, and a pair of illusory big hands grabbed the picture scroll behind Huang Lao Liu.

God!

Zhao Zhenghe glanced at the big hand, moved and left quietly.

This is Tianzun's shot!

A treasure that attracts the coveted coveted by Tianzun.

Huang Laoliu raised his head and grinned.

She Jitu rolled it backwards, wrapped the big hand, and tore it down.

"You dare—"

A panicked roar came from the void.

Huang Laoliu laughed, and the magic dragon rolled over and slammed into the void.

"Bam—"

In the void, the Heavenly Venerate powerhouse who came from nowhere was also decisive, and he directly cut off the pair of Spiritual Qi's illusory big hands, and his figure receded.

She Jitu wrapped the broken big hand, a light roll, turned into its original shape, and fell into Huang Lao Liu's palm.

Huang Laoliu fought with a Supreme in the air, and as a result, Huang Laoliu won!

Treasure.

Huang Laoliu has a treasure that surpasses the existence of immortal treasures!

A piece of fairy treasure can stabilize a big power and become a treasure of the town.

An ancient treasure that suppressed the luck of the gods, how many people in the world can match this treasure?

The endless halo vibrates in the void, and countless spiritual thoughts are intertwined.

Huang Lao Liu laughed, nodded towards Han Muye, and flew away.

He just needs to hide behind his back and let people know that daring to deal with Han Muye is to deal with him.

With a treasure in the palm of his hand, Huang Laoliu's combat power is probably close to the top three in the sky. wrong!

At this time, the second place on the list was under siege. If he couldn't escape and fell, then Huang Laoliu might directly become the second place on the list.

Also, Tianxuan Han Xiangyi’s sword showed the power of time back, ranking ninth in the sky list, which is obviously lower.

In the void, it was already messy at this time.

First there is Han Muye's sword, and then there is Huanglao Liuzhibao.

Today is destined to be a day that will frighten countless people.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the sky that was still roaring in the distance.

Dangyouyou is being besieged.

There are Saints, and there are Semi-Saints.

Under such siege, an ordinary Saint can only perish.

But Han Muye knows that Dangyouyou is by no means what it appears to be, ranking second in the sky list, Dangyouyou must have its backing.

It seemed to sense Han Muye's gaze, and in the distance, a burst of light and shadow burst.

"boom--"

A group of golden Buddha light lifted into the sky.

The beam of light penetrates into the sky.

The Great Saint falls.

"Xianbao!"

someone exclaimed.

In the sky in the distance, a golden battle armor is thousands of feet high, holding two golden warhammers hundreds of feet in its hands, one sweeps across, and the void oscillates.

The golden armored general wears a golden helmet, with scale armor on his body, a mountain armor with dark gold on his chest, his shoulders and shoulders swallowing his mouth, a golden band around his waist, an orange-red complexion, round eyes, and a divine light shining.

"It's the guardian puppet of the temple, and Dangyouyou controls the inheritance of the divine court!"

Only the inheritance of the divine court can control the guardian puppet of the divine court, and it is one of the eighteen strongest puppets protecting the Great Hall of the divine court.

Each of these puppets has a power no less than that of the Heavenly Venerate. If they form a formation and are driven by Power, their combat power will be exerted to the extreme, and almost no one in the world can stop them.

This was also the last barrier of the Divine Court back then.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

No wonder it's worry-free here.

It turned out that Dang Wuyou was the one who robbed the Emperor of God's sword behind his back and stole the power of the formation of the treasure house of the God Court.

If it wasn't for him to help Zhao Zhenghe control the sword of the God Emperor, Dang Wuyou could really snatch the sword of the God Emperor, and then control the secret guard of the God Court, plus this God Court puppet, the strength is overwhelming.

It's a pity that he destroyed Dang Wuyou's plan, so that not only did he not snatch the sword of the God Emperor, but he was backlashed and exposed himself.

This led to an interception.

In the end, all of this Karma still falls on Han Muye.

Thinking about it all, Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.

This is the world Karma.

Even if you can cut off your own Karma, the Karma of heaven and earth, the Karma of a treasure house of the gods, the Karma of countless people fighting for treasures, cannot escape.

In order to be truly transcendent, I am afraid that you need to be like an endless god, and embark on the road of transcendence with great perseverance.

Transcending all forces in the world, Karma was cut off from all forces in the world.

"boom--"

The puppet warlord of the divine court smashed down with a hammer, and three auras arose.

The power of shock in the void turned into tides, surging towards the surroundings.

Those Dao ancestors who witnessed the Dao struggle can only maintain it with all their strength and keep the space from shattering.

The strength displayed by Dangyouyou can completely compete with a Taoist ancestor, and even the combat power of this divine court puppet can even fight against Heavenly Venerate.

Sure enough, the second place on the list.

Xuanji died, and most of the strong men who were besieged and slaughtered fell down, and the rest fled in desperation.

Dang Wuyou did not chase, but condensed the golden Divine General, whose figure fell on the top of it, and turned his eyes towards Han Muye.

The master of the fairy world, the powerhouse in charge of a puppet of the divine court.

Tianxuan Han Xiang, his own kendo Cultivation Base reaches the sky, comprehends the power of time.

Will these two confront each other directly today?

If the two of them had a battle today, the battle would definitely end here!

In the void, a chilling air spreads.

Countless people tensed up.

In the final battle of Taoism, no one can escape.

A matter of life and death, who can be magnanimous?

Han Muye raised his head, his eyes met Dang Wuyou thousands of miles away, and his spiritual senses clashed in the void.

The sky and the earth are empty, and the roar explodes.

Bai Yuming kept retreating, only to feel that the sweat in his palms could no longer hold the sword.

Since my practice, I have seen many moments of life and death, but there has never been this moment of danger.

He could imagine that at this time, as long as Han Muye and Dang Wuyou fought, the radius of 100,000 miles would inevitably turn into nothingness.

The great sword cultivator who controls the power of time, the powerhouse with the puppets of the divine court, represents the decisive power of Tianxuan and the fairy spirits.

This battle...

"How are the preparations?" Han Muye's voice came.

In the voice, there is not the slightest fighting intent.

"It's okay, it's smoother than expected." In Dang Wuyou's voice, there was also no fighting intent.

These two have no intention of fighting at all!

In the void, countless people sighed in relief.

No one wants to be coerced into a battle at this time.

With this battle, even Tianzun can't bear it.

Who will die.

"Just tell me if you have anything to help." Han Muye said softly, slowly fading away.

"The same." The golden-armored puppet under Dangyouyou stepped out and flew away into the distance.

It wasn't until the two really left that there was a noise in the void.

"This is the world of the strong..." Someone whispered, and for a while he was disillusioned.

Only the strong will respect their opponents.

Whether Han Muye or Worry-Free, they all showed enough strength to be so casual with each other.

Words and deeds determine the lives and deaths of millions of people.

But do they care about the lives and deaths of millions of people?

No, they only see people who are worthy of their opponents.

They don't care about other people's lives.

"Dao struggle, I'm afraid this is the beginning of the Tao struggle..."

Someone whispered, a look of worry flashed across his face.

Before the Taoism struggle really began, all parties had already displayed an unstoppable force.

Time, space, treasure, divine court puppet.

Is there anyone who can fish in troubled waters this way?

"Master, what should we do?" Bai Yuming looked at the old man with the sword in front of him.

The others turned their heads at the same time.

When they went to the Three-Day Sword Pavilion, they respected the old man in front of them.

Luo has no name, he says he has no name, but he keeps his name in the world.

At this time, Luo Wuming's expression was solemn, and the divine light in his eyes staggered.

"This struggle is more dangerous and terrifying than I imagined." He looked at the group of Sect disciples beside him, and said in a low voice.

Dangerous.

Originally prepared to benefit from the Taoism struggle and retreated.

At this time, it seems that this plan is afraid to fail.

"Whether it's Tianxuan or a fairy, they've all shown the power to sweep this world."

The fighting intent on Luo Wuming's body was restrained, not a single trace of escape.

Worry-free, Han Muye, and the Great Saint, the power of each of these people made his heart palpitate.

He has a sword cultivator's intuition, and it is difficult for him to retreat in front of these three!

"Tianxuan Han Xiang controls the seven-story sword pavilion, and according to the rules of my sword pavilion, we should do our best to help each other." Luo Wuming's words caused everyone around him to nod.

If they could only choose one side, Xuanhan was the best choice for them that day.

"Let's go, since you've decided, don't hesitate." Luo Wuming snorted and behind him, the six-story sword pavilion appeared.

Everyone flew up and headed towards Tianxuan.

Ten days later, a message came from the void.

An army of 80,000,000 fairy spirits swept the void with Saints and half-sages.

Under the leadership of Huang Zhihu, Tianxuan thousands of swordsmen swept through the void.

Those who obey prosper, those who oppose perish.

Dao struggles ahead, only oneself and the enemy.

Three days later, Jiange Luo Wuming defected to Tianxuan.

A month later, Yuling Daozong formed an alliance with the fairy world.

In the land of Taoism, there is war.