Who can rescue Han Muye before the two of them ascend to the power of the Three Heavenly Gods?

The Heavenly Lord of the Three Heavens, in charge of the Immortal Treasure, is already the most powerful existence in this world.

Excluding those hidden strong men who survived the ancient times, the Heavenly Lord of the Three Heavens is the pinnacle of this world.

Behind Han Muye, besides his uncle Cao Yi and Wen Mo Sheng, who else can resist?

Han Muye's two bodies were three hundred miles apart. In the void were two Heavenly Lords of the Three Heavens. Immortal light began to shine in their hands.

If Han Muye's two bodies merged into one and survived the thunder tribulation, he might be able to barely fend off a powerful Heavenly Master in this battleground.

But now facing the two Heavenly Lords, he could not stop them.

"What a pity. If Han Muye could become a saint instantly, he would be a great master." A Taoist master shook his head and whispered in a low voice.

What practitioners seek most is opportunity.

The land of a wealthy and dharma couple is a matter of chance, and life and death are also a matter of chance.

What's the use of being a genius who can't live to the end?

Han Muye raised his head and looked forward.

Faced with such a powerful interception and killing by the Heavenly Lord, life or death all depends on the sword in his hand.

"Buzz——"

The sword pavilion shook, and long swords flew out one after another, turning into long dragons.

The mythical beast roared, and its blood condensed into blood-colored armor.

In the face of a powerful enemy, we must fight to the death.

"Senior Brother Han, let me do it." At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Han Muye's body.

Han Muye was shocked and turned his head slightly.

Behind him, Gao Xiaoxuan, who was wearing a green robe and with a stern face, was holding a long sword and had a mysterious and unspeakable aura flashing around him.

Behind him, a faint shadow appeared.

Wearing a high crown and robe, a gold belt and jade gui, the face is simple, and the eyes are intertwined.

All the stars in the sky seemed to be gathered by this shadow.

"Wenqu..."

In the void, there was a sound of exclamation.

"He is Wenqu, the first among the officials of the ancient divine court!"

"How is it possible, the sound of writing and ink is the sound of writing and music——"

In the void, countless divine thoughts were chaotic, impacting and shaking the void world.

Those ancient powers and Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle all had excited expressions on their faces.

The sound of literary ink is not literary music!

Then, who is Wen Mo Sheng?

"boom--"

In the void, countless spiritual lights collided and exploded.

It seems that countless powerful people are coming to this world.

The entire land of Taoism shook, and cracks in the void appeared one after another.

The revelation of Gao Xiaoxuan Wenqu's identity brought to an immediate end the powerful men who were hiding behind him!

"Humph, I really don't have any face anymore." A low voice shouted in the void.

Uncle Cao Yi, wearing golden armor, stood in the sky holding a golden spear.

"If you dare to come, my uncle will kill you."

"I didn't kill all of you rebellious people back then. Today, my uncle can kill you again."

Above the golden spear, a dark golden halo appeared, and streaks of cyan fairy light rushed towards the surroundings.

This spear made many people freeze.

Han Muye was very familiar with this spear.

He had touched this spear with his own hands.

Wood God.

This spear was once inserted into the body of the Wood God.

As the powerful man behind Shangtian Santian, Mu Shen should be Cao Yi's enemy, but this spear is now in Cao Yi's hands.

Was it Cao Yi who killed Mu Shen?

Or is Mu Shen collaborating with Cao Yi?

Cao Yi, who was standing in the air, directly shocked all directions, causing the incoming three-day powers to slowly retreat.

"Senior Brother Han once used poetry as a sword, and today I use the sword as poetry." In front of him, Gao Xiaoxuan stepped forward, the sword in his hand exuding endless Confucianism and Taoism.

This awe-inspiring energy penetrates the heaven and earth, runs through the long river of time, and comes from ancient times!

This is the awe-inspiring energy accumulated in the ancient divine court, and it is the power of heaven and earth in the divine court in ancient times.

Wenqu!

The sword and the poem combine to inspire the awe-inspiring energy to penetrate the long river of time. This is the awe-inspiring power of Wenqu, the first official of the ancient divine court!

The sword in Gao Xiaoxuan's hand revealed a golden light, and he thrust the sword into the void.

"Senior Brother Han, is it possible to complete that poem about the scenery of the Northland today?"

Gao Xiaoxuan spoke loudly.

Han Muye nodded and said softly: "Okay."

Hearing his words, Gao Xiaoxuan smiled. The phantom of the tall crown behind him instantly merged with his own, and the long sword activated the aura of aura to turn into a sky-supporting ink pen.

"Northern Landscape."

"Thousands of miles of ice."

"Thousands of miles of snow falling."

…

Countless ice and snow froze the void, even the lightning in the void of heaven and earth was frozen.

The immortal light shining in the hands of the powerful Tianzun who was blocking the front tried his best to protect himself.

At this moment, the entire world was filled with endless awe-inspiring energy.

When the sentence "The country is so beautiful, it attracts countless heroes to bend their waists" was heard in the air, the immortal treasure in the hands of the powerful Heavenly Lord suddenly shattered.

The awe-inspiring energy on Gao Xiaoxuan's body has soared to the sky, condensing into a ten thousand-foot-long golden body.

Han Muye looked at the golden body with a serious look on his face.

When this golden body is completely solidified, it will be the time when the ancient power Wenqu returns.

At that time, Gao Xiaoxuan will disappear completely.

Although Gao Xiaoxuan is a Wenqu, Gao Xiaoxuan is not a Wenqu.

Han Muye looked at the figure in front of him and suddenly fell silent.

"Haha, Senior Brother Han, the country is so beautiful, I want to see it too."

"This life is so bright that I don't have much concern in my heart anymore. The only one I'm sorry for is Wuhen. If Dao Zheng can win, let her live freely..."

The long sword in Gao Xiaoxuan's hand thrust out and turned into large characters covering the sky.

Between heaven and earth, golden characters cover the space, and the endless aura of awe completely envelops the power of the Heavenly Lord in front of him.

"Xingdi Tianzun, you still haven't taken action -" Mu Ran Tianzun, who was wrapped in the aura of aura, exclaimed, with fairy light and spiritual energy spurting out from his body, trying his best to resist the encirclement of the aura of aura.

On the other side, the expression of Xingdi Tianzun, the supreme elder of Yuling Dao Sect who was blocking Han Muye's divine beast clone, changed. Finally, he raised a nine-layered cloud dragon in his hand and struck it towards the golden characters transformed by awe-inspiring energy.

"boom--"

The awe-inspiring energy in the void shook, and each of the big characters seemed to be shattered by the impact of the immortal treasure.

Gao Xiaoxuan held a long sword and turned to look at Han Muye.

Without the subsequent poems, the power of the aura's energy is incomplete and unable to suppress Tianzun.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye said in a low voice: "Let's go, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present."

Let’s look at today!

Gao Xiaoxuan's eyes were bright, the golden body on his body was blooming with endless brilliance, aura of awe was bursting into the sky, and a line of large characters appeared directly in the void.

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