Heavenly calamity is coming.

Han Muye looked relaxed.

He has been waiting for this catastrophe for a long time.

Taking a step forward, the phantom of Kui Niu appeared behind Han Muye.

But the phantom of Kui Niu just appeared and was suppressed by him, sinking into his body.

In the past, he needed to use the power of Kui Niu to resist the thunder calamity, but now he does not need these methods at all.

Thunder light descended from the sky and turned into thunder snakes, wrapping Han Muye's body.

"boom--"

Han Muye's robe instantly shattered, revealing his bare chest.

A shadowy figure appeared behind him, and on his chest, the Kui Niu turned into faint phantom lines.

The lightning, which all the heavenly monks had to resist with all their strength, swirled around Han Muye and turned into a chain.

The chains entered his body, causing his blood to boil.

"happy!"

With a long laugh, Han Muye stood up against the sky, his eyes flashing.

His behavior seemed to anger the Heavenly Tribulation, and more surging light and shadow gathered together, turning into a roaring thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon opened its huge mouth, and the lightning turned into arrows, scattering like rain.

Han Muye's eyes gleamed with swords, and his figure went against the trend, resisting all the arrows.

Cultivation is a heaven-defying act. To overcome the tribulation, it is natural to stimulate this heaven-defying power to the extreme.

"Here comes the sword."

Han Muye shouted, purple flames and green light appeared in his hands.

A pair of swords are agile, and the spirituality in them almost overflows.

The sword intent gathered in Han Muye's dantian and the shadow of the sword in the sea of ​​qi turned into flowing light, all poured into the pair of swords.

The sword is too strong!

Zi Yan and Qing Ming let out a roaring roar.

Han Muye laughed, and the sword energy in his body surged out of his body like a tide.

Sword pills and sword pills were suspended around him.

Since we want to transform, let’s do it together!

Han Muye flew into the Thunder Dragon's body, and all the sword pills and sword pills penetrated into the Thunder Dragon's body, intertwining thunder and light everywhere.

Counter!

This represents the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, the thunder dragon embodied by the power of the Great Dao, and was directly suppressed by Han Muye with sword pills and sword pills!

This kind of thing has never happened in the world for thousands of years.

At this moment, several spiritual thoughts came to explore the void.

But as soon as these spiritual thoughts arrived, they were blocked by invisible forces and turned into nothingness.

Where the Tao fights, the Tao becomes its own.

Here, any kind of adventure will be protected.

The centuries-old Taoist struggle was aimed at killing one side and cultivating new Taoist ancestors.

The Great Dao protects every strong person who can grow into a Dao Ancestor.

"Seed of Tao!"

In the void, someone exclaimed.

"Who is this?" someone whispered.

No one knows where this person came from, a future strong man who can get the attention of Dao.

A strong man who may grow into a new Taoist ancestor.

"Destroy him."

Several divine thoughts sent out will.

There was a roaring sound in the void.

Rays of magic light and clear escaping light are coming this way.

"boom--"

The thunder dragon in the sky can no longer bring down thunder.

Because this Thunder Dragon has been controlled by Han Muye.

"The power of the avenue, that's what it is."

With a chuckle, the Thunder Dragon's body immediately disintegrated.

At this moment, the sword elixir in Han Muye's dantian and the endless sword intent accumulated in the sea of ​​qi finally merged into one.

"Buzz——"

In the void, a sword appeared across the sky and the earth.

Kendo Yuanying.

"This is a pure swordsman practitioner..." Looking at the sword appearing in the void, someone whispered.

"Huh, if it's a practitioner from my fairy world, that's all. If not, then I'll kill him directly." An old man in a green robe said calmly.

From all directions, countless cultivators slowly gathered around, looking up at the Sword Dao Yuanying slowly spinning in the void.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the sword to take shape and then reveal its identity.

If it is one of our own, then rescue it with all your strength, if not, destroy it.

"boom--"

The void shook, and three great monks at the peak of Nascent Soul arrived one after another.

There is a demon cultivator, a sword cultivator, and an old man wearing Taoist robes.

"Haha, sword cultivator, not bad." The demon cultivator laughed and said loudly: "Little guy, show your body quickly, I will accept you as my disciple."

"Huh, sword cultivator, it's time for me to join the sect." The sword cultivator sneered.

The old man in Taoist robes behind him chuckled, and a blue spiritual light flashed in his hand.

Ahead, the long sword in the sky slowly faded away.

On the sword, the spiritual light turned into a shadow of the body.

The body of the Nascent Soul.

"This person doesn't seem to be from my fairy world?" A third-level Nascent Soul practitioner whispered and frowned.

"Could it be that they are foreign cultivators? But if foreign sword cultivators are trying to overcome the tribulation here, wouldn't they have to contend with the tribulation of Taoism until death?" On the other side, someone stared at the phantom and spoke softly.

"Mr. Makino!" A sword cultivator of the third level of Nascent Soul shouted in a low voice and flew towards Han Muye.

"Fellow Taoist Tianxuan, quickly protect Mr. Makino!"

Mr. Makino!

In the Tianxuan world, there is only one person who is respected as Mr. Makino.

Grandmaster Makino.

A great monk in Confucianism and Taoism, a great monk in Swordsmanship.

This is a very respected practitioner in the Tianxuan world.

The art of alchemy and cloud elixir has saved countless lives.

The act of becoming a god allows all practitioners of Tianxuan to no longer have to worry about anything.

"kill."

Dozens of silhouettes of Tianxuan practitioners flew towards Han Muye, and more practitioners from the fairy world rushed towards him.

The void instantly turned into a battlefield.

When Han Muye's figure was revealed, what he saw was a chaotic fight between the two sides.

"Mr. Makino, you have just made a breakthrough in cultivation, please stabilize your practice first!" A middle-aged swordsman holding a long sword walked up to Han Muye with a solemn expression.

"Sir, don't worry, I won't bother you at all until we all die in battle." The sword cultivator bowed, turned around and rushed towards the battle group.

Sword light, spiritual light.

The seed of Tao actually came from Tianxuan.
To be continued...