Chapter 439 Immortal Treasure! (1/3)

Chapter 439 Immortal treasure! (13)

How crazy!

In the void, countless spiritual thoughts poured in.

In today's world, there are people who dare to use saints to refine weapons!

What is a saint?

That is to go beyond the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings, set foot on the peak of human beings and immortals, and master the power of karma and reincarnation.

Such a strong person is already the pinnacle of this world, only under Daozu and Tianzun.

A saint can control a world, the Tao is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, immortal and immortal.

Such a powerful body and soul, used for refining?

Not never.

In ancient times, the strong were rampant, and many wild and wild aliens were used to refine them into spirit treasures, becoming fairy treasures that surpassed spirit treasures.

However, since the collapse of the ancient gods and the collapse of the world, the saints have rarely fallen, and it is even more impossible to have the legend of being refined.

Today, Han Muye is going to get a saint to refine the weapon. With such a big event, all the Taoist ancestors who have witnessed the Taoist struggle will turn their spiritual thoughts.

"That's the interpretation of Changyuan Buddhism, right? With the Shiming refining tool, this kid is not afraid of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas of Changyuan Buddhism?" There was an old voice through the spiritual sense, and it came in a low voice.

"Haha, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas can come in and talk about it." Someone whispered disdainfully.

More people are looking forward to it.

If such treasures are really refined, do you want to snatch them?

Ignoring those disputes, Han Muye's eyes fell on the crimson star that was surrounded by flames.

The phantom of Buddha is intertwined on it.

A whole star refiner, even he himself felt extremely crazy about this matter.

But the more he deduced it, the more certain he became.

If he does not practice today, he will regret it.

"boom--"

The flames turned golden, covering the entire star.

This is the aggregation of the power of 10,000 heavenly realms, as well as the blood power of the souls of hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were killed.

Han Muye just activated it a little, and turned this power into flames that refine the stars.

At other times, he would not have been able to mobilize such a majestic power refiner.

But at this time, he suppressed the saint with one sword, and scared off another saint. Such tyranny has completely convinced the ten thousand heavens.

He wants to refine the tool, and no one will not cooperate.

The flames burned, and there was a sound of shattering from the stars.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the stars wrapped in flames in front of them, wanting to see what kind of treasure Han Muye could refine.

Such a crazy move, who doesn't expect to see results?

Standing in front, Han Muye's eyes twinkled brightly.

He raised his hand, and the golden aura turned into a big hand, suppressing the flame.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the entire star is constantly shrinking.

This is to refine the impurities in the stars and purify them.

A day later, the stars turned into spheres with a radius of one hundred miles and were enveloped in golden flames.

"Mr. Han, the immortal spirits are coming from the army." Gongsun Shu stepped forward and said in a low voice.

Tens of thousands of troops were defeated, and the two saints suppressed and fled.

This time, if the fairy world does not find its place, it will definitely lose its morale.

The army that has gathered again is definitely much stronger than before.

At this time, Han Muye made all his efforts to refine the weapon, and the 10,000 Heavenly Realm cultivator also put his own strength into it.

If they fight again, they will not be able to exert much combat power.

The situation is critical.

Han Muye nodded and looked forward.

Spiritual light gathers, it is indeed the gathering of the army.

"Let's see how this kid responds. It's a pity to give up such a treasure after refining half of it." Someone whispered in the void.

This is the exchange of spiritual thoughts of Taoist ancestors, and people who are not Taoist have no way to find out.

"Life is more important or treasure is more important? He should be able to tell the difference." Someone said coldly.

Now there are only two paths in front of Han Muye.

Either give up this half-refined treasure and flee back to Tianxuan.

In this way, although all previous efforts have been abandoned, life is left in the end, and this trip has been full of pots, even if it is not complete, it will not lose much.

Either stick here and refine treasures with all their might, but in this way, the immortal army is besieging and killing, and I don’t know how many people can go back alive in this Ten Thousand Heaven Realm.

"Let's go."

Han Muye spoke lightly.

Walk?

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Good decision!

Whether it was the Dao Ancestor Spiritual Mind in the void, or the heavenly realms following Han Muye, he was shocked when he heard Han Muye's words.

To be able to directly give up the treasure, it can be seen that the heart is resolute.

Such people can live long.

In the world of practice, the genius who lives for a long time is the real genius.

"This child's heart is in the end--" The voice in the void just started, and then stopped immediately.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the golden flames enveloped the stars and roared.

He is going to take away this half-refined treasure!

Everyone stared at him, not knowing how to speak.

How can you escape with such a heavy load?

It wasn't until Han Muye emptied the stars and ran fast in the void that Qian Yiming and the others reacted, followed behind, and flew away.

"Hey, I'm greedy." A low sigh came from the void.

In the past few days, Han Muye's strength and determination are indeed astonishing.

But at this time, his choice made many concerned Daozu Da Neng shake his head.

"This is the case in the world of practice. Treasures move people's hearts. People die because of wealth, but it's not just about mortals."

"Let's wait and see, such a choice, I'm afraid it will really be a waste in the end."

In the void, there is much regret.

It is a pity that the treasure cannot be formed, and it is a pity that a genius has fallen.

When Han Muye chose to leave with the treasure, the ending was already doomed.

His speed is extremely fast, even if he takes a star to fly away, it will be a thousand miles away.

But how long can this speed be maintained?

He is not the kind of divine beast who can carry mountains on his back.

"boom--"

In the back, several great powers from the fairy world flew to chase and fell behind, causing the spiritual energy to surge.

They are not in a hurry, just hang like that.

As long as Han Muye couldn't support it, it would be his death.

All the people in the Profound Sky Realm looked tense and followed Han Muye.

If it wasn't for the prestige that Han Muye had built up over the years, their mentality would have collapsed long ago.

Instead of running with all his strength, he took such a big star to fly away, how could he be able to walk?

In the void, Han Muye held a star flying in front of him.

Ten Thousand Heaven Realm followed behind him.

In the rear, there is an endless army of fairy spirits, as well as a number of saints.

The chase lasted three days.

On the third day, even the observing Taoist ancestors felt something was wrong.

Han Muye's speed did not drop even a little bit from beginning to end.

Running on a star for three days without any speed drop, is this a human, or a mythical beast?

"boom--"

Ahead, there was a roar in the void.

"That's the place where the wasteland was besieged!" Someone exclaimed.

Spiritual light and qi and blood shone through half of the world, and countless army formations could be seen entangled.

There, the fighting continued.

"This kid turned out to be here to break the game!"

"What a crazy guy, has he never been afraid?"

In the void, Divine Intent was transmitted into one piece.

Han Muye not only did not flee back to the Profound Sky, but instead led the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm behind him and headed towards the surrounded wasteland.

Over there, at this time, tens of millions of troops assembled to fight against each other. Every moment, countless soldiers from both sides fell.

"Om-"

The stars in Han Muye's hands vibrated, the flames shone, and they turned into long dragons.

What appeared was a huge bowl with a radius of a hundred miles.

In this bowl, there is a Buddha sitting cross-legged, with golden Buddha patterns all over his body.

"This treasure has become?" A surprised whisper came from the void.

This is beyond the spirit treasure, the immortal treasure that the saint enters the spirit, refining, how can it be so easy.

"Xianbao embryo, if the saint enters the spirit, whether it can exert its combat power depends on whether the tool spirit will be willing to drive it."

"If not, it will take at least a hundred years to re-refine the tool spirit."

An explanation of the Daoist Great Spiritual Mind, who has the Tao of Cultivation.

In the past few days, almost all the Dao Patriarchs who witnessed the Dao Contest have focused their attention on Han Muye.

"This son's talent is indeed very good. Whether it's weapon refining or alchemy, his swordsmanship is also superb. I don't know how he can break this game." Daozu, who was originally disappointed with Han Muye, was now more curious.

"This son must have had a plan, otherwise he would not come here." Someone said firmly: "It's just that I can't think of how to make the spirit of the saint in the embryo of this fairy treasure."

To make a saint willing to become an artifact spirit is simply more difficult than ascending to the sky.

In today's situation, even if Han Muye leads the 10,000 Heavenly Realm behind him, he will at most join forces on the Profound Sky side and cannot really break the game and save people.

What's more, there is the arrival of the army of the fairy world behind.

One bad thing is the danger of total annihilation.

There are tens of thousands of troops from the Profound Sky gathered here, as well as the powerhouses from the Wild Wasteland, plus Han Muye himself and the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm, if they are all told here, the battle can be ended early.

"boom--"

The endless thunder fell and bombarded the Baili bowl.

The refining of immortal treasures has completely surpassed the limit of the world.

The power of an immortal treasure is difficult for the Taoist ancestors to resist.

This is the power of a world of stars to smelt the existence of saints into spirits.

Above Han Muye's head, there was a sea of ​​thunder.

The golden long dragon is entwined, the golden red bowl rotates, and the endless sea of ​​thunder pours over it.

Han Muye ran with such big strides, flying straight to the deserted land.

No one dared to stop it.

All the fairy army formations hurriedly retreated.

Who can stop a star?

Who can stop the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm?

The mighty Heavenly Realm powerhouse, wrapped in the wind, seems to be tearing apart thousands of miles.

Roaring and shaking, straight into the night.

At this moment, all the fighting in the army formation stopped.

Everyone looked up at the man above the void, with a long dragon and a sea of ​​thunder on his head.

"Uncle..." Lu Yang, who was holding a long sword, grinned.

Not far away, Xiang Lingshuang, who was slowly putting away a pair of crescent moon swords, raised his head with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Han..."

Above the wasteland, the big monsters raised their heads.

In their eyes, Han Muye was like a god, with thunder coming from his head.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"His Holiness has come to save us!"

The originally silent wasteland burst into cheers.

At this moment, not only the wasteland, but all the Tianxuan army formations were shouting loudly.

"Han Xiang-"

"Meet Han Xiang-"

It is only known that Tian Xuanxin succeeded in succession. He was the great Confucian who created Yunqi Pill and Sword Pill. He was said to be a strong swordsman, but few people knew about Han Muye, and even fewer had seen him.

No one expected that Han Muye would come here in person during the bloody battle.

Not to mention, Han Muye came from the sky, with ten thousand heavens behind him, thunder sea stars above his head, like a desolate ancient devil!

At this moment, Tianxuan's morale was piercing through the heavens and the earth!

"I'll come and take you home." Han Muye said lightly as he stood in front of the deserted wasteland.

go home!

The barren wasteland went straight up, and countless demon races burst into tears.

That army formation, blood turned into dragons.

Tianxuan Kingdom came on a blind date, just to bring everyone back to Tianxuan!

Behind Han Muye, the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm watched silently.

At this moment, their hearts shook, and there was a strong will to fight.

There are tens of millions of troops fighting here, and the people of Tianxuan are surrounded here.

These things, in the Profound Sky World, they don't know anything.

Daomen also compete for small territory, for the so-called full battle.

This is the real road battle in front of you!

"Take my Tianxuan generals and people home!" Gongsun Shu, who was behind Han Muye, shouted, and the sword light rose from his body.

A streak of arrogant energy and aura shone, condensing with his sword light.

In the distance, the army and powerhouses of the fairy world gathered, and the encirclement slowly closed.

But at this moment, no one is afraid.

In this battle, in order to bring the people of Paoze back to Tianxuan, we will never regret a hundred battles!

In the void, aura vibrated.

Daozu's spiritual thoughts are constantly intertwined.

A battle here may be the end of the Dao struggle!

"Tianxuan Wenmosheng and Chen Qingzhi can't get through, and the outcome of this battle is already doomed." In the void, there was a Daozu assertion.

This is obvious.

Tianxuan's combat power is inherently weaker than that of fairy spirits, and this battle is surrounded by fairy spirits, how to fight?

"This son, Tianxuan Han Xiang is not an ordinary person." Someone whispered.

Perhaps, the only change in this battle is Han Muye?

At least from Han Muye leading the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm out of Tianxuan, along the way, his fighting strength and determination have given people a refreshing surprise, and he has never disappointed anyone.

Since he has led the army here, he must have a deep meaning.

Under everyone's attention, Han Muye slowly turned his head.

The immortal army was surrounded, five saints, no less than 8,000 heavenly realms, and at least 30,000,000 troops, tightly closed around the wild wasteland.

The Tianxuan army commanded by Lu Yang is less than ten million, and there are many demon clans and heavenly realms above the wasteland, but they are fighting each other, and their combat power is limited.

In this kind of void battle, without the support of the battle formation, no matter how strong it is, it cannot stop the joint strike of the millions of troops.

No odds.

With the power of the Profound Sky, and with the chips in Han Muye's hands, it was impossible to escape no matter what.

"Master Shi Ming, make a deal."

At this moment, Han Muye suddenly made a sound.

Explain?

The Buddhist sage that he trained in the bowl above his head!

Make a deal with Shi Ming?

how is this possible?

Before those Taoist ancestors could speak, Han Muye's voice sounded again.

"I was discussing the way of detachment with Endless Heavenly Venerate on the endless sea. Endless Heavenly Venerate chose to build eighteen hells to dispel grievances. Hell is not empty, and Heavenly Venerate never leaves."

"If the master wants to become the Great Dao, he also needs great perseverance."

The Way of Heavenly Reverence!

Han Muye's words caused the world to shake, and those Dao ancestors' spiritual thoughts criss-crossed.

The bowl above his head also roared and vibrated.

"Master, make a deal."

"During the Dao struggle, you drove me. After the Dao struggle, you refined all the souls and bodies collected by the bowl and stepped into the realm of Dao Ancestors."

"If you don't want to become an ancestor, I will send this bowl to Wanfo Temple."

"Changyuan Buddhism has an immortal treasure, which must be inherited and prosperous."