Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The beast overlord who led the charge towards Han Muye was Kunpeng.

After Kunpeng, the figures of overlords emerged.

A Canglong with a boundless atmosphere and golden scales shining on his body.

A phoenix with thirteen golden long tails floating and floating, covered with flames and divine light.

There is also a desolate and tyrannical Drought Man, and a gray-white Pixiu with wings on his back.

...

These are all groups of divine beasts who formed a covenant before to become one with the prehistoric world and protect the prehistoric world.

On the other side, more divine beast bodies rushed over.

Each statue is the overlord level.

A pale, illusory spirit with a rotten aura on his body.

Yinglong with three heads, five claws, a one-horned firstborn, and a violent and insolent aura.

Nine-headed snake body, nine babies with wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun.

The body was entrenched, and the sound of "呵呵" came out of the mouth, and the Ba Snake that shook the sky and the earth was aroused from behind.

...

There is no need to greet, the top group of beasts in the prehistoric world, the overlords of the beasts, directly collide with each other.

Even a powerful divine beast overlord like Kunpeng was surrounded by three divine beasts.

"boom--"

The collision of the original power made the world seem to be directly shattered.

Han Muye's figure went straight up to the sky, followed by the figures of divine beasts catching up behind him.

Han Muye flew up to a high place, suddenly stopped, and turned to look down at Tamu Lake.

The beast overlords who caught up with him also stopped.

"boom--"

In Tamu Lake, a roar sounded.

A gigantic beast with a stature of hundreds of feet was flushed with blood, and was directly knocked out of the lake.

The body of the giant beast was shattered the moment it flew out of the lake, turning into bloodstones.

"It's the ghost car family!"

"The strong man of the ghost car family was hunted down!"

"That's it, Human Race Battle Formation!"

There was an exclamation in the void.

Under the water of the lake, a fortified battle formation can be seen, causing the water to surge and surround hundreds of ghost car beasts.

"To drop or not to drop?"

A majestic voice sounded.

The battle was roaring, and the golden shadow of the ten thousand-zhang warrior stepped forward, and he took a step forward, slashing down with the long knife in his hand, and the bodies of the three ghost car clan beasts connected to the water surface and in front of them were chopped into pieces.

The bloodstones were scattered, and the surface of the lake was dyed crimson.

"boom--"

In the distance, water waves burst, and seven or eight winged beasts flew out of the water, fleeing in panic.

It's just that the divine beast was overtaken by two beams of sword light before it flew out of Baizhang.

"Stab—"

The bodies of all the beasts were shattered, killed directly, and turned into bloodstones.

The falling bloodstone smashed out thousands of feet of waves, and the lake water turned crimson and turbulent.

"This is the Miemeng Clan!"

"The Miemeng Clan, who claim to control the origin of Fengling's lineage, can't resist a sword light!"

"Battle formation, battle formation again, is the human race really going to hunt the beasts?"

Surrounded by exclamations of disbelief.

When did the human race, the most mediocre race in the wild, become so powerful?

Even those divine beasts who knew the rise of the human race were all terrified at this time.

Are the human race really that strong?

What they showed before was not this level of strength!

"They were clumsy before!"

"Those warriors, each one can have the power of a beast!"

Each of the war horses showed the power of a beast, and they were all existences that could sweep away.

War cavalry form a battle formation, and in groups of three or five, they can surround and kill a high-ranking beast.

This level of combat power can be called terrifying.

With such strength, the human race has 80 million troops entering Tamu Lake!

"Impossible, they can't all have this—"

It is impossible to have such strength.

"boom--"

In the lake water, there are more and more divine beasts rising and fleeing.

Countless divine beasts were besieged and slaughtered, and those golden-armored generals emerged, waving their soldiers at will.

At this moment, the beasts became prey.

There has never been a time when Tianyuan Shenghui looked like this, and all the beasts that stepped into the lake became the targets of hunting.

"Catch Han Muye and let those human races back out!"

A beast overlord with two horns on its head roared angrily and looked at Han Muye.

In order for the group of divine beasts to participate in the holy meeting safely, the only way is for the group to withdraw.

"Let's take action and kill these human races directly." A beast overlord in a green robe with golden scales on his face looked down and spoke in a deep voice.

The strong man at the level of the beast overlord made a move, directly killing both the battle formation and the human race.

This method is the most direct and brutal.

Han Muye stood where he was, with his expression unchanged, his gaze swept around him.

"They will take care of the things in Tamu Lake, and we will take care of the things here." He whispered, his breath surging.

The golden light of qi and blood exploded directly, the body turned into three feet, and a black long sword appeared in his hand.

The ultimate physical body, the sword of the true spirit.

The two extreme forces instantly aroused the power of the entire prehistoric world and turned it into a thunderbolt.

Outside Han Muye's body, a golden human flame armor emerged.

This is the manifestation of the original power of the fire vein, and the intertwined and lingering flames of the gods reveal it, which makes people unable to look directly at it.

The power of flame, the power of thunder, the power of blood.

The three original ultimate powers are mixed together, turning into a phantom of a mighty sword-wielding general, floating in the void.

"Threefold origin, if this person does not die, the prehistoric world will inevitably be chaotic."

"The human race can carry such a strong origin, such a race should not exist."

With a low cry, one after another figure rushed towards the golden armored general.

The nine heads of the nine-headed divine beast overlord lifted up, spewing out nine-color divine light, intending to crush Han Muye's body.

The four-armed beast overlord of the bear race stretched out his arms, trying to tear Han Muye apart.

All the powerful overlords possessing terrifying power and aura supernatural powers all aroused their own power and came towards Han Muye.

"boom--"

In the void, because the power aroused was too strong, it turned into an illusory world, covering Han Muye in it.

This is so powerful that it can directly exile Han Muye and the space around him.

Exiled to an unknown world, an unknown time node.

For those strong players who cannot directly defeat in the shortest time, exile is also a good choice.

As long as Han Muye is exiled from the prehistoric, the human race in the prehistoric will be finished.

The prehistoric human race was destroyed, and even if Han Muye returned one day, he would not have enough sustenance and support of the race's power, and in the end he would be unable to stay.

Don't expect to kill Han Muye directly, just suppress him.

Looking at the turbulent world around him, Han Muye slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"boom--"

At this moment, a monstrous pillar of blood and blood rose from his body.

A sword light that eclipsed the sky and the earth exploded, and the sky and the earth for thousands of miles became dim in an instant.

"sword!"

"What kind of sword is this—"

"The way of the sword, can this also become the origin?"

Amidst countless exclamations, Han Muye chopped off the sword in his hand.

The layered sword light swung down, shattering the illusory world in front of him, and shattering the gods and beasts in front of him.

This is the sword of heaven and earth that can cut through the ancient times.

The sword light is like a shooting star, carrying thousands of miles of wind and thunder and shining.

The endless whistling shredded the brilliance and darkness, as if the sword was already there, and it had been cut out for thousands of years.

The innumerable divine and soul powers revealed in the sword light are the source of power of this prehistoric world, the original essence of this part of the world, and the sustenance of prehistoric creatures.

Han Muye's True Spirit Sword is fused with the soul power of countless gods and beasts, they were born to be favored by the prehistoric world.

Because they have given their lives for the prehistoric.

At this time, the power of heaven and earth aroused by this sword was bright and unrestrained, and the bodies of ten prehistoric overlords were chopped into pieces with one sword.

The falling bloodstones shattered, and at least hundreds of millions of bloodstones, large and small, scattered across thousands of miles.

Every bloodstone is at the level of the overlord, and the power in it is so thick that it can create millions of beasts.

Even if it is a lower-level beast, it is also a beast, isn't it?

"Run away!"

"Crazy, how can he be so strong?"

"I understand, this is the prehistoric way of heaven behind the scenes, plotting against us!"

The Overlord of Divine Beasts is not a fool, why can't he see the reason behind Han Muye's attack at this moment.

It is clear that the power of heaven and earth used Han Muye's hand to harvest these beast overlords!

"boom--"

The sword in Han Muye's hand came again, causing the power of heaven and earth to turn into a vortex, drawing the water in the wooden pagoda lake below.

A water dragon hundreds of millions of miles long groaned, and devoured several divine beast overlords staying in mid-air with one mouthful.

At this time, Han Muye didn't hide any more, and taking action was reaping the harvest.

When he stepped out, at least a hundred thousand beasts below trembled and looked up at him.

Behind him, a phantom of a dragon and crocodile emerged.

The power of a dragon and a crocodile, the overlord of the same blood.

This level of power directly made the hundred thousand beasts tremble.

On the Muta Lake in the distance, the water waves have turned into blood.

"Roar--"

A dragon crocodile with a body of a thousand feet rushed out of the water and rushed towards it.

With a wave of Han Muye's hand, the power of the dragon crocodile behind him rushed out, colliding with the rushing dragon crocodile.

Dragon crocodile vs. dragon crocodile!

These two forces of the same origin collided together, triggering the blood power of Wanli Tiandi to surge.

This is the Muta Lake where the power of the heaven and earth is extremely stable, and it is the Tianyuan Sanctuary that is suppressed by the power of the prehistoric.

"Han Muye's dragon crocodile power can compete with the top powerhouse of the dragon crocodile clan?"

"Why do I feel that his dragon crocodile power is very similar to the dragon crocodile Tianhun who was stationed in the wild?"

"Impossible. Sky Soul Dragon Crocodile had a violent personality back then, and was finally suppressed and killed. Han Muye is much calmer than that guy."

The original power of qi and blood power, the dragon and crocodile clan should be the pinnacle.

Being able to overwhelm the top powerhouse of the Dragon Crocodile clan above the power of Qi and blood surprised countless overlords of the beasts.

"You, how do you have the power of the soul?"

"Are you the inheritor of the Heavenly Soul?"

The dragon crocodile that was knocked into the lake by the spirit of the dragon crocodile behind Han Muye looked up, his eyes full of horror.

Han Muye lowered his head, his eyes turned bloodshot.

"Blood devouring soul!"

"You are truly the inheritor of the Heavenly Soul!"

"This is the natal supernatural power of the Heavenly Soul Dragon Crocodile, which can swallow all the energy, blood and spirit power in the world!"

The dragon crocodile floating in the lake turned around and was about to run away, but the blood in Han Muye's eyes had already directly locked onto his body.

The streaks of golden blood turned into snares to catch the dragon crocodile, and then disintegrated into streaks of energy and blood and radiant soul.

devour.

This was the strongest method of Dragon Crocodile Sky Soul back then.

No wonder the dragon crocodile Tianhun became the strongest existence in the prehistoric era of that era, and no wonder no one came to rescue the dragon crocodile when it was suppressed.

Who would be willing to rescue the dragon crocodile who became the overlord by devouring other divine beasts and even the blood and soul of the same race?

The power of a dragon crocodile was devoured, and the power of the dragon crocodile behind Han Muye was already extremely powerful.

"When you find the head of the Heavenly Soul that was suppressed in the God Realm, you will be able to take the last step directly, the original source, and even go a step further."

The blood in Han Muye's eyes faded, and he muttered to himself.

Although Tianhun's original strength was strong, he failed to control the power of the main line.

Its power is all piled up, and it has not been fully controlled. Naturally, it cannot become the overlord of the blood.

Behind Han Muye, the phantom dragon crocodile growled, and the dragon crocodile clan in the lake below slowly emerged, all bowing their heads.

The dragon and crocodile clan itself only had one powerful figure at the overlord level, and now Han Muye swallowed it, and the strongest member of the dragon and crocodile clan became the phantom behind Han Muye.

At this time, the dragon and crocodile group chose to surrender to Han Muye.

Looking at the dragon crocodiles in front of him, the shadow of the dragon crocodile behind Han Muye opened his mouth, and countless golden and red bloodstones flew out.

Pantianshi, bloodstone.

Even if these pantian stones are just crushed small pieces, the blood stones are just ordinary high-level beast blood stones, but this is a treasure for those dragon crocodiles whose bloodlines are not strong enough.

Refining these blood stones and pantian stones, there may be a hegemony level in the ethnic group that can be born.

"boom--"

In the lake below, dozens of long-legged flying birds with four wings on their backs and sharp-billed monkey gills rushed out.

As soon as these flying birds came out of the water, they caused thunder to flash in the surrounding world.

"Thunderbird Clan!"

"They were attracted by Han Muye's thunder power!"

"Thunder has the characteristic of cohesion and attraction. Now we'll see if Han Muye's way of thunder can compete with Thunderbird."

Seeing Asuka rushing towards Han Muye, the surrounding crowd exclaimed.

This is the bird of inheritance of the thunder lineage, the existence that controls the prehistoric thunder, and has always contended with the Kui Niu lineage.

Back then, half of the prehistoric catastrophe was controlled by Thunderbird.

"Roar--"

Behind Han Muye, a majestic Kui Niu figure appeared directly, and then he raised his head to the sky and roared.

This is the inevitability of the traction of two forces of the same type.

The power of the same source pulls each other.

"boom--"

Thousands of thunderbolts fell, shaking the surrounding world.

All the beasts, no matter whether they are high-ranking beasts or overlords, began to retreat.

Even the water in Muta Lake began to turbulent.

This is the power of thunder, which belongs to the most tyrannical and domineering power in the primordial origin.

Han Muye looked at the Thunderbird in front of him.

His level of Kui Niu power is not high. If he hadn't turned the power of thunder into a sea of ​​thunder, he could still fight the opponent with the power of thunder.

But at this time, in the competition against Thunder, he would definitely lose.

However, who said that one must use one's own thunder power to fight?

He, Han Muye, never relied on the power of Thunder as his trump card.

"Thunderbirds can be subdued directly."

He whispered softly, and the Kui Niu figure behind him dissipated and melted into his battle armor.

The bloody dragon crocodile is also attached to the armor.

After superimposing the two kinds of power, this battle armor that had already surpassed the primordial level of the universe directly turned into a mighty general.

Han Muye's figure turned into a sword.

True Spirit Sword.

Above the long sword, flames rose.

The power of the Great Sun Golden Crow!

On his arm, the power of the divine patterns that belonged to Kunpeng's lineage controlling birds intertwined and landed on the edge of the sword.

The long sword was raised.

"Surrender, or perish."

With a long howl, the entire Great Desolation began to shake.

The power of thunder, the power of qi and blood, the power of battle armor, and the power of swordsmanship, at this moment, even the prehistoric overlord dare not raise his head.