It’s crazy!

In the void, countless divine thoughts surged in.

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

What is a saint?

That is the power of transcending the three realms of heaven, earth, and human beings, stepping onto the pinnacle of human immortality, and mastering the reincarnation of cause and effect.

Such a strong man is already at the pinnacle of this world, only below Dao Ancestor and Tian Zun.

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

Such a powerful body and soul can be used to refine weapons?

It's not that it hasn't happened before.

In ancient times, strong men were rampant, and many wild and wild alien species were refined into spiritual treasures and became immortal treasures that surpassed spiritual treasures.

However, since the collapse of the ancient divine court and the collapse of all realms, saints have rarely fallen, and there are even less likely to be legends of being refined into weapons.

Today, Han Muye is going to use a saint to refine weapons. Such a big event makes all the Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle turn their spiritual thoughts.

"That's Shi Ming from the Chang Yuan Buddhist Sect, right? He took the Shi Ming refining weapon. Isn't this kid afraid of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation of the Chang Yuan Buddhist Sect?" An old voice whispered through his spiritual thoughts.

"Haha, let's wait until the Ten Thousand Buddhas Array can be put in." Someone whispered disdainfully.

More people are looking forward to it.

If this kind of treasure is really refined, do you want to come and snatch it?

Ignoring the disputes, Han Muye focused his gaze on the crimson star that was already surrounded by flames.

The shadow of the Buddha interweaves on it.

Even he himself felt extremely crazy about refining an entire star.

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

If he doesn't practice today, he will regret it.

"boom--"

The flames turned into golden color and enveloped the entire star.

This is the aggregation of the power of ten thousand heavenly realms, as well as the soul, blood and power of hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were killed.

Han Muye only used a little stimulation to activate this power and turn it into the flame that refines the stars.

At any other time, he would not have been able to mobilize such majestic power to refine the weapon.

But at this time, he suppressed the saint with one sword and frightened away another saint. Such tyranny had completely convinced the Ten Thousand Heaven Realm.

If he wants to refine weapons, no one will fail to cooperate.

The flames burned, and the sound of shattering came 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.

Who doesn’t look forward to seeing the results of such a crazy move?

Standing in front, Han Muye's eyes flashed.

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

Visible to the naked eye, the entire star is shrinking.

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

One day later, the stars turned into balls a hundred miles in diameter, wrapped in golden flames.

"Prime Minister Han, the army is gathering from the direction of the immortal spirits." Gongsun Shu stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

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

If the fairy world does not regain its position this time, its morale will be greatly reduced.

The army that gathered again was definitely much stronger than before.

At this time, Han Muye devoted himself to refining weapons, and the 10,000 heavenly monks also devoted their own strength to it.

If they fight again, they won't be able to exert much combat power.

The situation is critical.

Han Muye nodded and looked forward.

The gathering of spiritual light is indeed the gathering of an army.

"Let's see how this kid responds. It would be a pity to give up with such a treasure half-refined." Someone whispered in the void.

This is the spiritual communication of Taozu, and non-Taozu and his ilk have no way of detecting it.

"Is life more important or treasure? He should be able to tell the difference clearly." Someone said coldly.

There are only two roads before Han Muye now.

Either give up this half-refined treasure and run away to return to Tianxuan.

In this way, although all previous efforts have been wasted, life has been left in the end, and this trip has been full of rewards. Even if it is not complete, it will not be a big loss.

Either they stick here and try their best to refine the treasures, but then, the army of fairy spirits surrounds and kills them. I don't know how many people in the Ten Thousand Heavens Realm can return alive.

"Let's go."

Han Muye spoke calmly.

Walk?

Everyone was slightly startled.

What a decision!

Whether it was the Dao Ancestor's divine thoughts in the void or the heavenly beings following Han Muye, they were all shocked when they heard Han Muye's words.

Being able to give up the treasure directly shows that one has a decisive mind.

Only such people can live long.

In the world of spiritual practice, geniuses who live long are the real geniuses.

"What is the nature of this son's mind?" The voice in the void stopped immediately after it started to rise.

Han Muye raised his hand, and golden flames enveloped hundreds of stars and roared into the sky.

He wants to take away the half-refined treasure!

Everyone stared, not knowing what to say.

How could he escape far away with such a heavy object?

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

"Hey, you're greedy." A low sigh came from the void.

In the past few days, Han Muye's strength and determination were truly astonishing.

But at this time, his choice made many concerned Dao Ancestors shake their heads.

"This is the case in the world of spiritual practice. Heavy treasures touch people's hearts, and people die for money. This is not just about ordinary people."

"Let's wait and see. This choice may be in vain in the end."

In the void, there is a lot of 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 take the treasure and leave, the outcome was already doomed.

His speed is extremely fast, even if he can fly away with a star, he can still travel thousands of miles in one breath.

But how long can this speed be maintained?

He is not the kind of mythical beast that can carry mountains on its back.

"boom--"

From behind, several powerful beings from the fairy world flew in pursuit and fell behind, triggering a surge of spiritual energy.

They were not in a hurry and just hung there.

As long as Han Muye can't hold on, it will be his death.

All the people in the Tianxuan Realm had tense expressions on their faces and followed Han Muye closely.

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

Instead of running away with all your strength, how could you escape with such a big star?

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

Ten thousand heavenly beings followed behind him.

Behind them, there is an endless army of fairy spirits, as well as several powerful saints.
To be continued...