"Bang——"

Han Muye flew up and kicked away the black-robed monk who was about to take action, then raised his hand to grab Taoist Dayan's storage bag.

As his spiritual thoughts penetrated, Han Muye turned to look at Taoist Dayan.

This guy really looted a lot of treasures.

The storage bag with hundreds of square meters of space is full of various spiritual materials and spiritual stones.

Many of them have been discontinued in the spiritual world and are extremely valuable.

What a windfall.

Weighing the storage bag, Han Muye put it into his bag without hesitation.

Anyway, what Taoist Dayan found is his, isn't it?

Taoist Dayan saw that the storage bag was collected by Han Muye, his face twitched, and his eyes were full of pain.

But he didn't dare ask Han Muye to come back.

Turning around, he ran towards the monk who was kicked away by Han Muye and pounced on him.

"Bang——"

Taoist Dayan flew up upside down.

With his little cultivation, he is no match for others.

At this time, the monk who was knocked to the ground by Han Muye also stood up.

Two figures roared wildly, with light flashing in their hands, and rushed towards Han Muye.

Very understanding.

It is rare for these two to be able to cast spells in this dam with considerable power.

The scattered meteorites gathered together, condensed into a ball, and crashed towards Han Muye.

The strong wind was so violent that it seemed to explode.

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged, but he clenched his fists.

In this dam, the feeling of clenching your fist and smashing it down is more satisfying than slashing someone with a sword.

Especially since he has the body of a mythical beast and is extremely powerful and domineering.

He has seen the magic beyond the dam before.

At this moment, I feel that my strength is too weak.

The suppression of the chaotic power of the dam makes it difficult for various spells to exert their combat effectiveness.

Let's solve it with fists.

"drink--"

Wrong steps, short stature, punching.

Han Muye did not hesitate, his movements were coherent and steady.

The monk whose facial bones collapsed had his sternum shattered this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body died in mid-air.

Turning around again, Han Muye kicked the black-robed monk in the chest that he had kicked away before.

"Click——"

The sound of the sternum breaking was heard.

This time, the two of them did not get up again.

Han Muye was not interested in leaving anyone alive in the dam.

Taoist Dayan stepped forward proudly, shook it off a few times, and took two long swords, a long bow, and two waist cards.

In his own hand, he held a golden sledgehammer and a small storage bag.

That big hammer is what Daoist Taoist Dayan calls a big treasure.

Han Muye did not take the big hammer over.

This is a standard weapon of a divine general. Han Muye has seen it from the memory of the spear in the hands of the divine general.

Although this weapon is standard, it is so powerful that it is comparable to a mid-grade magic weapon.

It's just that this type of weapon lacks the flexibility of a magic weapon.

Holding the sword handed over by Taoist Dayan, Han Muye's sword energy poured into his palm, and his eyes flashed with inspiration.

An ordinary guardian of the Luan Temple, with half-step heavenly cultivation, and ordinary swordsmanship.

Outside the dam, it is relatively easy to practice under the heavenly realm.

Various types of weapons and elixirs can be used to cultivate cultivators in the heavenly realm in batches.

Of course, above the Heaven Realm, it cannot be cultivated in batches.

The real masters of chaos in the temple all sneaked into the dam and went to the place where the ancient gods fell.

Outside the embankment, the surroundings are guarded by cultivators from the Gu Yun Galaxy. Practitioners who come out of the embankment will be monitored or directly intercepted.

The blockade of the chaotic power in the dam and the control of the place where the ancient gods fell have begun tens of thousands of years ago.

After reading the sword memories of the two guards of Chaos Temple, Han Muye raised his hand and summoned Taoist Dayan to him.

A green identification tag was handed to him.

These are the identity tags of the two practitioners who were seriously injured by Han Muye and passed out.

"We are one person each, this brand does not recognize anyone."

Han Muye smiled and threw up the sign in his palm.

Taoist Dayan took the sign, looked at it carefully, and then placed it on his chest.

By the time they stepped out of the embankment, they were already practitioners wearing black robes and wearing badges as guards of the Luan Temple.

"This is, outside the dam?" Taoist Dayan muttered, his face full of suspicion.

Han Muye mentioned the dike to him, and in his imagination, there should be a bright world outside the dike.

Looking at it now, it is clearly a dark and empty place.

The only difference is that the aura is purer.

But this kind of purity is because the power of the great road is not obvious.

What good is there when the power of the Great Dao is weak? There was a trace of disappointment on Taoist Dayan's face.

Han Muye looked around and said softly: "This is the place beyond the dam where all the great monks in the mud want to come."

Different from Taoist Dayan's perception, Han Muye's eyes were full of aura.

Godless land!

This ancient cloud galaxy is a place where there is no avenue of heaven and earth, and no spirit of heaven and earth is formed.

This means that this place can create gods.

Everyone has the opportunity to become a god who rules over an area, that is, the god of heaven and earth from ancient times.

Replace the avenue of heaven and earth with yourself!

No wonder those powerful people want to come to this place.

Those great monks who have reached the pinnacle of spiritual practice and find it difficult to transcend can immediately become immortal gods as long as they give up the path of transcendence, cross the dam, and become the masters of their own world.

This kind of power is completely different from the combination of Wen Mo Sheng and Tian Xuan Tiandao.

This is domination, not union.

A master, not an ally.

Relationships are very different.

Han Muye recalled the process of crossing the embankment and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

For him, it is not difficult to cross the dam with the body of a mythical beast.

Moreover, because there is a route that has been explored before, as long as you carefully deal with several dangerous places, you can cross the embankment.

But for those great monks in the place where the ancient gods fell, without a strong enough body, crossing the embankment is simply a matter of death.

so--

Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

Therefore, the wild world is jointly attacked by all parties!

Those great monks want the body of the ancient beast!

Han Muye felt a chill in his back.

It turns out that there is such a secret behind countless great monks besieging the wild world!
To be continued...