Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

488. This 7 Story Sword Pagoda Has Nothing To Do With The Tongtian Sword Pavilion In The Upper Heave

The Seventh Stage sword pavilion, aura and Sword Ray shone through the sky, making it difficult to see directly.

As Du Chengshan’s voice fell, everyone turned to look at Shan Mingtao, waiting for him to answer.

Everyone’s eyes flickered, looking at the Great Hall.

This made both sides of the light array speechless for a while.

He is just a disciple of the sword pavilion, what qualifications does he have to take charge of the seventh-level sword pavilion?

Tianxuan Han Xiang was in charge of the seven-story sword pavilion, beheading several Taoist ancestors, and the Saint and the Half-Saint were not even qualified to look directly in front of him!

At least the sword pavilion Elder of the Dao Ancestral Realm is qualified to take charge of the Seventh Stage sword pavilion!

Seeing the disciples of the Jiange leave, Li Qingshi raised his hand, the seven-story Jiange vibrated, and Sword Qi turned into a long dragon hovering over the Great Hall.

Can I leave Medicine Valley?

Wuji Daomen is also a big three-day sect. Although it cannot compete with several top forces, it has a deep foundation.

Before the final light formation disappeared, Zhuwu Daoist warned Yang Yunting not to oppose Han Muye. This man’s method was too terrifying.

But at this time, none of the Sect masters outside the Great Hall spoke up.

Even though Han Muye doesn’t seem to be weak, he has exchanged Kenshin tea for many Spirit Stones before, and he is rich and has a sword pavilion.

It’s all pointing to the nose, you are perfidious, you have no courage to trouble me now, you are just jealous of Han Muye.

“You are all cultivators in the Heavenly Domain. I don’t think you will do anything against morality and snatch my medicine valley treasures, right?”

If it weren’t for the difficulties in the world, who would want to leave the Medicine Valley?

What’s the meaning?

If this is the idea of Jiange and a few major sects, there will be no more than ten sects left in the Sect today!

“Brothers, that’s it, that’s it, hey…” A white-haired old man cupped his hands, choking for a while.

These days, the chips from each family have been extremely considerable.

“Haha, since it is the confession left by Master Han Muye, then I will leave the Wuji Daomen.”

Unfortunately, now that he has revealed his intentions, it is impossible to stay even if he wants to.

“Jiange.” Looking at the seven layers of Sword Ray circling, the dragon of Sword Ray proudly smiled at the sky, Du Chengshan gritted his teeth and roared.

“I don’t mind killing some unimportant people, so that less people know about it.”

Everyone else’s eyes were red.

Even when the world has not changed, how many people dared to be neither humble nor arrogant before the seventh-story sword pavilion in the last three days?

This is not a dream talk.

One after another Sword Ray flew down.

The Jiange disciples who followed him all looked a little puzzled.

“Han Muye, how to repay the indestructible inheritance of my Medicine Valley…”

Tianxuan gathered the strengths of all parties, from the last three days to the dam, to the ancient cloud Galaxy outside the dam, there are allies everywhere.

Before the Great Hall, there was a moment of silence.

Although the Yuntian Medicine Valley was not completely divided, there were gains.

Shan Mingtao’s eyes were fixed on the seventh-floor sword pavilion, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn’t say a word.

What about the alliance we talked about earlier?

Represents the identity of the strong among the top powers in the last three days.

Li Qingshi glanced at Du Chengshan, and said loudly, “This sword pavilion is for Han Muye, fellow daoist, for a while, so I can take it out when I am in danger.”

“This seven-story sword pagoda has nothing to do with the Tongtian sword pavilion in the upper heaven.”

Shan Mingtao’s answer was that the Sword Ray gathered on his body was cut off with one sword.

“No wonder, no wonder.”

This made Li Qingshi a little disappointed, but also a little fortunate.

Not Jiange, but Han Muye!

Hidden behind is their usual method.

After going around in circles, the final result was that he was still able to leave the Medicine Valley?

Jiange wants to swallow the ancient books alone? Can’t agree.

This is no ordinary sword pavilion!

Now that the world has changed greatly, there are still several elders in the sword pavilion who are in charge of the Seventh Stage sword pavilion.

After all, in Medicine Valley Life for thousands of years, it is impossible to say that there is no emotion.

Sect has always been proud of the last three days.

In such a situation, what else is there to cover?

Seven-story sword pavilion, who is not afraid?

At the moment of a seven-story sword pavilion, no one dares to even move, so what are you talking about dividing the medicine valley?

Li Qingshi looked at Shan Mingtao and turned his eyes around: “Let’s go, let’s solve the matter of my Yuntian Medicine Valley by ourselves.”

Those whose Cultivation Base and the strength behind them are not enough, their faces suddenly pale.

“What you said is true?”

They were also dumbfounded.

Shan Mingtao slowly turned around and stared at Li Qingshi.

This kind of aggregation power is not available in the upper heaven.

Suppress this world, practice Sacred Land, the pride of the last three days comes from the strength of my own countless thousands of years.

This time, he got the news that Han Muye was in the land of Taoism.

The scene calmed down a bit.

“Until now, I don’t know what kind of terrifying person Han Muye is.”

In Shan Mingtao’s eyes, there was a trace of dangerous cold light.

The avatars of the divine beasts are rampant, and they are unified with the main body to become the Tao, and they become the Void Saint, possessing supreme combat power.

The masters around him all retreated in alarm.

Those whose Cultivation Base and the Sect behind them were not strong enough also stood not far away, keeping an eye on everyone in the Jiange Pavilion.

“Om-”

Sure enough, it is the sword pavilion.

“Everyone, you may have misunderstood.” Li Qingshi, who had never spoken for a while, suddenly said loudly.

Li Qingshi shook his head, a little disillusioned for a while.

Where to go is not as comfortable as Medicine Valley!

If it wasn’t for the idea of Yuntian Medicine Valley, how could it be possible to keep such treasures as the Seventh-Layered Sword Pavilion?

This is the idea of all parties in the Great Hall.

The elders of Yuntian Medicine Valley, who had already revealed their rebellion, stood there trembling and pale.

But after surviving the calamity, the various temptations of various Sects made people feel distracted.

Misunderstanding what?

From the treasure house of the divine court to the immortal treasures and the supreme treasures, the world’s richest and richest people dare not compare with this one.

It can collapse in the last three days, not to mention a Yuntian Medicine Valley?

It doesn’t matter!

Du Chengshan’s words made everyone nod.

Han Muye is nicknamed Kendo Exiled Immortal, and his Kendo Cultivation Base is extremely high.

At this moment, Li Qingshi, who was holding the seventh-story sword pavilion in his hand, walked out of the Great Hall and said lightly, “Everyone, I hope that those who go out from Medicine Valley will be treated kindly.”

His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the figures in front of him who were standing at a loss.

Li Qingshi smiled coldly and turned to look at Elder Yaogu beside him.

He also said that all the resistance in the land of Taoism has been almost destroyed, and they are also ready to return to Tianxuan at the right time.

The elites of the last three days will go to Tianxuan.

The others looked at each other and slowly exited the Great Hall.

Even Du Chengshan took a small step back and avoided Li Qingshi’s gaze.

Dismissing the Elder can leave the tome alone in Medicine Valley.

Xianyuan Ninth Stage collapsed, Power soared, and the sand was scattered in the last three days, and the war continued.

Yang Yunting cupped hands towards Li Qingshi with a smile on his face.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the Great Hall, there was an instant tension.

Fortunately, the void shook, Yuling Daozong, Wuji Daomen, and several other big sects flew down and stood opposite Shan Mingtao.

In a word, it directly solidifies the surrounding space.

“Fellow Shan daoist, since this is the end of the matter, it doesn’t seem appropriate for you to monopolize the classics of the sword pavilion, right?” Du Chengshan looked up at Shan Mingtao, narrowed his eyes, and said softly.

The seven-story sword pavilion is not a mere mortal.

“We all have selfish intentions to divide up the Alchemy Sacred Land. What kind of righteousness is there to mention about such things?”

In the world of practice, what is most not lacking is this kind of general competition.

“Perhaps, you are also interested in my Yuntian Medicine Valley?”

Whether it was Shan Mingtao or Du Chengshan and the others, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

“Since your mind has been settled, you can take your disciples out of the Medicine Valley, and you can also take your own spiritual medicine and elixir with you.”

Most of those Powers now ascend to the Immortal World, and this one is an invincible existence in this world.

Outside of the Great Hall, in front of Shan Mingtao, the strong men of various sects glared angrily.

“I have survived the crisis of Sect’s destruction in the past, and Yuntian Medicine Valley has survived. Why is it now-”

These elders of Medicine Valley, who lived together day and night and shared weal and woe, most people’s eyes began to flicker and avoid him.

“Hmph, how much background can you have as a practitioner outside the world of Xianyuan.” Du Chengshan snorted coldly, his hands behind his back, and he spoke lightly.

When life and death are difficult, everyone unites as one, and the big deal is death.

Looking at the empty square, he held the seven-story sword tower and looked into the distance.

The Wuji Daomen turned around, and the elders who ran out of the Great Hall followed.

For a time, countless ice crystals condensed in the surrounding void.

Yang Yunting shook his head and whispered with emotion: “I am afraid that they have already been calculating the sky, and these guys don’t know anything…”

A white-bearded old man’s face sank, and he was about to come forward to speak, but was stopped by his fellow doorman.

The unknown is fear.

On the Profound Sky side, many of the powerful masters did not soar away.

The upper heaven is now scattered with sand, and the various sectors are fighting in chaos. How can they gather strength?

This is just the power of Han Muye.

Such characters are already the best in the world, and their combat power is second only to those of Power left over from ancient times.

Hundreds of millions of troops are stationed in the land of Taoism today, and as long as Han Muye gives an order, it can sweep the world.

There were different opinions, and when the group was ups and downs, a voice sounded.

Han Muye is tyrannical, has an endless army under his command, and holds a treasure in his hand, who can defeat the Great Saint of the Heavenly Venerate, and the Yellow Fat Tiger who commands the army to surround and kill the Heavenly Venerate…

If you have the ability, you can take action now and see what the result of Han Muye’s return will be.

The seven-story sword pavilion represents the identity of the sword pavilion and the face of the strongest swordsmanship Sect in the last three days.

Li Qingshi’s words were very rude.

“Hehe, the ignorant is really fearless.” Turning his head to look at the square behind him, he strode away.

The sword pavilion is not invincible in the upper heaven domain.

I really know that Yuntian Medicine Valley is relying on Jiange, but I am not so afraid.

“Hmph, as a sword cultivator, I don’t want to do such a treacherous thing.” On the other side, someone said coldly.

For a while, the square outside Great Hall fell silent.

There are also several treasures in his hands, fairy treasures, and countless treasures in the treasure house of the gods.

It is because of seeing these seven-story sword pavilions that Shan Mingtao will do his best to maintain the Medicine Valley, even at the cost of a fight.

Li Qingshi dismissed the elders and gave them their choice.

Above the Great Hall, the elders looked at each other with bitter expressions on their faces.

Be kind?

Li Qingshi thought that there would be a sword, a pill, and a token in this jade box…

If the sword pavilion is still the original sword pavilion, the Wuyang Pavilion will definitely value harmony.

The swords of the disciples of the Jiange were unsheathed, and the people of the Wuyang Pavilion were also filled with various spiritual lights.

All the figures he saw, all panicked and retreated, not daring to look directly.

Shan Mingtao nodded and led a group of swordsmen out of the Great Hall.

Can a mere practitioner outside the Xianyuan world, a seven-story sword pavilion, be able to scare the strong Sects present today?

But today, who is the master of the heaven domain is still undecided, and who doesn’t want to touch it?

After some planning with Zhu Wu Daoist, the Wuji Daoist people found out that Tian Xuan at this time actually has the strength to attack the upper heaven!

“Hehe, it really is hard to see the true heart…”

In the world, what could be more frustrating than this kind of planning and failure in the end?

Some people confronted each other coldly, some persuaded with kind words, and some softly sighed.

The more specific he knew, the more terrified he became.

“Fellow daoist, we will solve the matter of medicine valley by ourselves.” Li Qingshi said softly when there were only people in medicine valley and Jiange disciples left in the Great Hall.

Today’s own Sect, the seven-story sword pavilion is the strongest combat power.

“The seven-story Jiange is frightened…” A Daoist had a cold face. Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on the top of his head, and hurriedly turned to look at Shan Mingtao, who was squinting.

This made the various Sects in front of the Great Hall full of joy.

“Single fellow daoist, passed.”

What’s the meaning?

“boom–”

Outside Du Chengshan, layers of golden masks emerged. After shattering the twelve layers of masks, Sword Ray was blocked. Dare to speak provocatively, there is indeed the capital of provocation.

This represents the fighting power of the suppressing side.

Outside the Xianyuan world, various forces are quietly rising, and there are big enemies outside the dam.

Whoever makes a move will definitely be regarded as the first bird, and become a tool for others to establish their prestige.

Spiritual thoughts were delivered in a staggered manner, but after a moment, everyone already knew Li Qingshi’s decision in Great Hall.

“Today’s situation is not like this.”

It also represents the ultimate treasure of kendo!

Du Chengshan clenched his fists, but did not speak again.

The enemy of Xianyuan World is only himself, not others.

A big power was shocked by a seven-story sword tower, and he didn’t even want his own majesty?

Li Qingshi had a cold expression in his eyes, and said in a low voice, “But I can’t take away a copy of the ancient books of Medicine Valley.”

These Medicine Valley elder disciples return to their own Sect with elixir and elixir, and they can greatly enhance the potential and heritage of the Sect in the future.

It was not until he walked out of the square that Yang Yunting stopped slightly.

Shan Mingtao’s face was indifferent, and the long sword was slowly raised.

“As for the elder disciples of Yaogu who are willing to rely on my Wuji Daomen, we will also do our best to cultivate them, so that they will not be wronged.”

When all the forces detect that the Xianyuan world is actually very weak, I am afraid it will be the time to start a war to attack Xianyuan.

is slap in the face.

“Aren’t you going to split my Yuntian Medicine Valley?”

How could it be possible to have a Seventh Stage sword tower just by virtue of being the Prime Minister of Tianxuan?

No one present knew better than Shan Mingtao what the seven-story sword pavilion represented.

The eyes of the powerhouses in the Great Hall fell on Shan Mingtao.

These books are a hundred times more precious than elixir and Medicine Pill.

Misunderstand?

Whether it was Li Qingshi or the other masters, their faces were sluggish.

But looking at it now, they just leave like this?

Each of the three elders who are in charge of the seventh-story sword pavilion is a powerful figure in the Sect.

“Shan fellow daoist, you are involved in the formation of an alliance.” An old man wearing a bright yellow robe stared at Shan Mingtao and said coldly.

Shan Mingtao looked solemn, landed on the Great Hall, looked at the seven-story sword pavilion, and remained silent.

He lowered his head and whispered to himself, “It’s the heart that’s scattered.”

No one’s Alchemy can compare to Yuntian Medicine Valley in the last three days.

“In the land of Taoism, Tianxuan Han Xiang, what identity does this person have that we don’t know?” An old man in black robes looked at the others with a sullen face.

What is Han Muye’s identity?

After Li Qingshi finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The sword pavilion.

Wuji Daomen left and involved Jiange. In the end, all the Sects outside the Great Hall retreated, and each left with their attached Yuntian Medicine Valley elder disciples.

At this time, a Seventh Stage sword pavilion appeared in the hands of the Yuntian Medicine Valley Master!

Even if the power is soaring at this time and the strength of each Sect is greatly reduced, their background is not comparable to outsiders.

As the Prime Minister of Tianxuan, there is a powerful force behind him.

They need an explanation.

“Shan Mingtao, do you really want to swallow the medicine valley for your own sword pavilion?”

Han Muye left, leaving behind this seven-story sword pavilion, clearly deterring.

Who dares to talk about dividing the medicine valley in front of the powerhouse in charge of the seven-story sword pavilion?

If I had known that Li Qingshi had a Seventh Stage sword pavilion in his hand, and there was a sword pavilion behind it, who would want to betray Yaogu?

“Jiange, Jiange…” Li Qingshi murmured, looking up at the magnificent Jiange in front of him, and suddenly laughed.

In the eyes of these Sect powerhouses, no one is qualified to be the enemy of Xianyuan World.

“Treachery?” On Shan Mingtao, Sword Ray slowly condensed.

The coldness spread instantly.

“In other words, you have to wait a little longer to see what kind of support does this young master Han Muye have? Why does he have a seven-story sword pavilion in his hand? Does he really have nothing to do with the sword pavilion?”

This scene made those masters of various sects puzzled.

Who would have thought, who would have dared to think?

But at this time, Li Qingshi even said that this seven-story sword pavilion was left by Han Muye.

“Hehe, how can Li Mou dare to lie about such things?” Li Qingshi held the seven-story sword tower in his hand and looked ahead.

Their Wuyang Pavilion is the business way. Today, it is wrong for him to rush in front. If you talk more and do more, it will be wrong.

During the battle of Taoism, there was a hundred responses, sweeping the world of fairy spirits.

Instead of staying in this chaotic medicine valley, it is better to bring Sect elixir, elixir, and various Alchemy books, disciples, and invest in each Sect.

In other words, with his strength, how can he be in charge of a seven-story sword pavilion?

Du Chengshan sneered and looked at Li Qingshi.

After the light array was repaired, he contacted Zhuwu Daoist again.

After today, discussing life in other Sects will never be as comfortable as in Medicine Valley.

“I understand.”