Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In front of Han Muye, a phantom slowly gathered.

A blue robe with a dignified face.

Looking at Han Muye, this figure showed infinite emotion.

"Qu Zhengjia met Mr. Han."

Qu Zhengjia.

At the beginning, he joined Han Muye and Xu Ao to participate in the God-level Artifact Refiner Trial, and then became the elite of the Tianmen forging in the place of trial.

Xu Ao's talent is already rare, but it is still not enough in front of Qu Zhengjia.

Xu Ao is Xu Ziyang, who created the great city of the void, carried it on the ground with divine beasts, and continued the radiant and indelible inheritance of the galaxy universe for countless thousands of years.

So what did Qu Zhengjia, who was more talented than Xu Ao, do?

"You are the master of Tianji City."

Looking at Qu Zhengjia in front of him, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly: "Or are you the Lord of the Pantheon?"

Tianji City, Pantheon.

After the collapse of the ancient times, the remaining strong people communicated with each other.

The Pantheon of that era was considered to be the strongest exchange of information and resources in the world.

"I used to sit in Tianji City." Qu Zhengjia nodded, then shook his head again: "As for the Pantheon, there is no master, it's just like-minded people gathered together back then."

Looking at Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia had a wry smile on his face: "If you really want to be the master of the palace, maybe you are the master of the palace, Mr. Han. After all, it is your intention to build the Pantheon..."

Qu Zhengjia's words made Han Muye slightly taken aback.

After calculations and calculations, Han Muye still did not expect that the owner of the Pantheon was actually himself.

But think about it, since my soul avatar can even refine seven inherited treasures, it's normal to make some arrangements.

However, the Pantheon does not seem to be an existence that assists in the continuation of the inheritance of the galaxy and the universe as envisioned.

"Pantheon, did something happen?" Han Muye frowned, then looked at Qu Zhengjia in front of him.

At this time, Qu Zhengjia obviously only had his soul left, and he was still in a state of slumbering for countless years and depleting his strength.

With Qu Zhengjia's ability to control Tianji City, and the means of refining weapons, it shouldn't be like this.

"Indeed, the Pantheon has undergone a lot of changes." Qu Zhengjia sighed, looking towards the turbulent illusory land in the distance.

"People's hearts..."

"I should have listened to you, Mr. Han, because I underestimated people's hearts."

The idea of ​​building the Pantheon and connecting countless worlds was proposed by the master of Jiuxuan Peak.

The first Pantheon, namely Tianji City, was also refined by Jiuxuan Peak.

The other pantheons after that were handed over to the Forging Heaven Sect for construction.

Before the construction of the Pantheon, the master of Jiuxuan Peak told Qu Zhengjia that he would control all the trading cores of the temple.

Back then, Qu Zhengjia had indeed done the same.

He gathered all the cores of the Pantheon in Tianji City.

That is, this celestial space.

In this way, even if the world collapses and the avenue withers, Tianji City is also the core of the Pantheon, controlling all transactions in the universe.

Qu Zhengjia, the lord of Tianji City, is also acting as the lord of the Pantheon.

But later, the powerhouses of all parties became more and more dissatisfied with the Pantheon's control of the transaction.

The Pantheon controls the galaxy universe, and there are other transactions in the universe, so the masters who grow up later do not have enough resources.

This is normal.

Veteran powerhouses always hold power and resources in their hands.

This competition for power and resources was accompanied by the siege of Tianji City by all parties.

It's not considered a siege, it should be slowly exerting pressure.

Those strong in the pantheon are happy to see it happen.

They prefer to put this trading power in their own hands.

Finally, when Lu Yue Sword God came to Tianji City and wanted to gain control of Tianji City, a big battle broke out.

This battle ended with the power in the Galaxy God's Territory being changed, and Qu Zhengjia had to give up control of all the Pantheon's trading cores.

"If I don't give up the core of the transaction, the space power in the entire Galaxy God Realm will be disordered."

Qu Zhengjia shook his head and spoke in a low voice.

Letting go of the core, allowing those great powers to control themselves, Qu Zhengjia himself had to connect with the sky core of Tianji City and fell into a semi-slumber state.

"Those powerhouses who controlled the core of the Pantheon's transaction, not only did not really loosen the shackles, but continued to divide, and eventually lost control of other universes."

"I'm also powerless to control the Pantheon, so I can only watch helplessly as the originally powerful galaxy universe continues to decline."

There was a hint of emotion in Qu Zhengjia's words.

He was entrusted by the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak to control the Pantheon, but in the end he lost the authority to control the Pantheon.

Even, the controlling power of Wanfang Universe was lost.

"They also thought of remedies, such as building the Wanyu Altar."

"It's just that these methods are not the right way after all, and in the end, the control over the universe of all parties is getting weaker and weaker."

The Wanyu Altar can also have the power to control the universe of all parties, but in the end there is no simple means of trading.

Without being able to control the transaction and lock up the top spiritual materials and resources, what Galaxy Universe wants to do is to control the talents of all parties.

Unfortunately, such a method will not work in the end.

"Among them, there is also the participation of the forces that broke the ancient practice world back then?"

"Lu Yue Sword God wants this core strength, is it to leave this universe?"

Han Muye asked.

Back then, Sword God Lu Yue told him that he would go to another place.

According to Lu Yue Sword God's words, that destination is a place with a higher level than the Star River God Realm and this universe world.

Perhaps, there is a secret about the collapse of the world that year.

Every high-latitude power erosion is the key to the collapse of a universe world.

It was like this in the Tianxuan world at the beginning, it was like this in the Yuantian world later, and it was still like this in the prehistoric universe.

One side invaded, and its own power system collapsed.

"That's right, I also found out that although you, Mr. Han, kept those invading forces out of the sky at the beginning, there were still sporadic erosions in the end."

"Some people always feel that the power outside is high-level, and they can't wait to kneel down and beg those people to come."

"They don't understand that they want to devour our inheritance, just like we enslave other civilizations."

"The collapse of the Pantheon transaction has the shadow of these hidden forces."

There was a hint of hatred in Qu Zhengjia's eyes.

He is the most direct victim in this matter.

"As for Lu Yue Sword God, he really wants to leave Galaxy God Realm."

"He also left you a message."

Looking at Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia spoke in a low voice.

"My sword is your sword."

...

In the secret space, there are various time and space forces overlapping.

To control enough power in such a space, you need to have absolute rules.

Even Qu Zhengjia couldn't do anything.

"To be honest, I've studied Tianji City for so long, but I still can't do anything about it." Qu Zhengjia stood beside Han Muye and said in a low voice.

He can be regarded as the weapon spirit of Tianji City.

If the power of the big formation can be restored, he has the combat power to confront Lu Yue Sword God.

But now he can't even manifest his own strength.

"Calculate." Han Muye shook his head and pointed forward.

"A butterfly flapping its wings can change the power of another universe."

"All you see is this space, and beyond that is God's Domain."

"And what I saw," Han Muye's eyes were full of light, "what I saw was the aggregation of countless cultivation civilizations, and the interlacing of countless times."

He stretched out his hand and pointed out lightly.

Qu Zhengjia watched the pointing point on a ball of light, which did not change at all.

Not to mention this point, even if the ten cosmic level powerhouses shot with all their strength, they would not be able to move the ball of light in the slightest.

Even if Lu Yue Sword God made a move back then, he couldn't break the ball of light in front of him.

This is the power of space and time, the highest level rule in the world.

"Look." Han Muye stretched out his hand to the other side.

"The power I moved just now has a slight influence on the cultivation civilization 35 million 8451 years ago, three million trillion miles away."

Following his words, Qu Zhengjia seemed to see a small blue bud growing in a barren universe.

On the top of the little bud, a cloud of clear water fell.

Qingshui came from the point where Han Muye stretched out his hand just now.

Across time, across space.

"this--"

Qu Zhengjia's eyes widened.

For a strong man like him, sometimes, as long as he takes the first step, the rest will be easy.

"I understand, Lu Yue Sword God is doing the same thing."

"It's just that he doesn't have this big formation hub, so he can't do this step, so he uses his own means to travel through the long river of time."

Qu Zhengjia spoke softly, and the golden lights on his body flickered.

He looked at Han Muye with emotion on his face.

"Mr. Han, I will control the Tianji City for you until the heavenly secret you mentioned arrives."

After the words fell, his body slowly dissipated.

That little bud has turned into green grass.

"boom--"

Countless worlds began to be implicated.

At this moment, all the pantheons are no longer pervasive.

The forces hidden behind the Pantheon, who controls the Pantheon, how many Pantheons are lost in the void, and the Pantheons in the universes of all parties are all lit up like stars.

Across the barriers of time and space, all the lost pantheons are illuminated.

All hubs are under control.

But no one knows.

Even those great powers in ancient times didn't know that the Pantheon they controlled had been quietly monitored.

Just like back then.

From then on, what they see, what they want to see, the transactions they make, the transactions they can make, and the transactions they have done are all under the control of others.

Only Qu Zhengjia, who controls the core of Tianji City, can quietly control the hub of all the pantheons.

"I want to connect the pantheon of the prehistoric universe."

"There, it should be called Changtian Pavilion, right?"

"My Tianzhou, the city of burying immortals."

Looking at the countless balls of light in front of him, Han Muye spoke softly.

After his words fell, a ball of light lit up in the distance.

In the ball of light, a noisy sound resounded.

kind.

When these noisy voices sounded, Han Muye only felt his whole body tremble.

A moment later, a figure appeared in the noise.

A cyan robe, a gauze hat, and three long beards.

Xu said.

This master of Confucianism and Taoism is the most intelligent and decisive person under Han Muye's command.

When Han Muye left, the Immortal Burial City was in his hands.

"Mr. Xu Wei, long time no see..."

Looking at Xu Wei in front of him, Han Muye sighed with emotion.

"Han Xiang." Xu Wei whispered.

Only Tianxuan's old friend would call Han Muye as Prime Minister Han.

Prime Minister of Tianxuan Kingdom.

Han Muye's figure appeared in front of Xu Wei.

Xu Wei showed surprise on his face, and bowed to Han Muye.

"For the righteousness of the fairy world, Han Xiang broke the barriers of the gods, but he can only go far away. Today's Zhoutian world owes Han Xiang an explanation."

Han Muye broke the barrier of heaven and earth with a measuring ruler in Wutianzhou, allowing the fairy world and the god world to merge.

This naturally angered Shenyuan Tiangong.

All parties in the Zhoutian God Realm joined forces to suppress Wutianzhou.

If Han Muye hadn't fled to the outer domain, he would have been imprisoned in the Heavenly Palace just like Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

When Han Muye left, he took 300 billion divine crystals with him.

This huge amount of wealth that hollowed out the heavenly palace made all parties dread and covet it.

"How is the Zhoutian world today? How about Wutianzhou?" Han Muye looked at Xu Wei who was in front of him, and said in a low voice.

Xu Wei nodded: "Although the Zhoutian world is in turmoil, it still cannot shake the foundation of Tiangong."

"Wutianzhou is currently being suppressed, and the great sage stepping on the sky has gone to the barren sky."

"However, according to the news sent back, it is extremely difficult for the Great Sage Tatian and the others to be in the Desolate Sky Territory."

"Zhihu is going to summon the sword formation, and then go to the barren sky."

The Huangtian Territory is the place that connects to the altar of the Wanyu, and it is the place where the Zhoutian Battlefield connects the elites of other cosmic worlds.

In such an elite place, the strong ones are not much weaker than the veteran strongmen in the Zhoutian battlefield.

When Huang Laoliu entered the barren world, he could no longer have the same arrogance that swept all parties before.

"Well, Zhihu and the others may as well go." Han Muye said in a low voice with a gleam in his eyes.

He can directly enter the Desolate Sky Territory with the help of the Wanyu Altar.

That is to say, when he returns to the Primordial Universe, he will go directly to the Desolate Sky Territory, and then he will be able to face-to-face with those strong men who have avoided the calamity in the Zhoutian battlefield.

"Om—"

The halo in front of him shone, and a figure emerged.

Huang Zhihu is wearing a light red martial robe, with a golden hair crown tied up, and a long sword on his back.

On her body was a sharp sword repairer.

"Father."

Seeing Han Muye, Huang Zhihu's face flashed with excitement.

"You're going to Huang Tian Yu, right?" Han Muye nodded, "Is there someone bullying Sixth Brother over there?"

The sword light on Huang Zhihu's body subsided, and he nodded heavily.

"You go first," Han Muye raised his hand, and a bright golden light flew out.

It was a golden box.

"Here are a thousand holy war puppets, choose a thousand absolutely loyal practitioners, and bestow the war puppets."

"There are still five hundred god-level war puppets, and they must be controlled by our own people."

"One hundred and fifty prehistoric war puppets, this is the power that can subvert the God Realm, and it cannot be known by outsiders."

The golden box passed through a light gate, passed through, and flew down in front of Huang Zhihu.

"Father rest assured, these powers will not fall into the hands of any outsider."

Huang Zhihu held the box in both hands, and spoke loudly.

Han Muye nodded, glanced at Xu Wei at the side, and said, "There are ten prehistoric war puppets left in Tianzhou, so no one can break them."

"The day I return will be the end of the calamity."

Both Xu Wei and Huang Zhihu nodded.

"boom--"

The aura dissipated, and in front of Han Muye, Qu Zhengjia smiled and said in a low voice, "Mr. Han, I saw some interesting things."

"Those unowned pantheons, are you interested?"