章節 1437: True Spirit Realm, Great Desolate Ruins Realm!

What kind of sword was this?

The sword light seemed to traverse time, directly stabbing into the depths of his heart.

A fear came from the bottom of his heart, causing his body to tremble.

Under this sword, his divine soul would definitely collapse!

Looking at the sword stabbing at him from the depths of his mind, Han Muye gritted his teeth, not allowing his eyes to shift a bit.

All the sword techniques in his memories flashed.

One Mystic Sword Technique, standing alone.

Five Mystic Sword Techniques, flames raging continuously.

With his sword technique that dominated the mortal world, Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.

Primordial Spirit Sword.

Immortal Dao Sword Technique.

Divine Realm Sword Technique.

….

Thousands of sword techniques combined into one and gathered in front of his eyes, turning into a sword light that went against the flow.

"Clang—"