With less than a hundred years' drive, I got the opportunity to become the Taoist!

What do all the strong men who come to the land of Taoism seek?

Isn’t it just a chance!

Entering the alms bowl to become a spirit is not much more difficult than taking refuge in a certain force.

What's more, Buddhist practitioners have a spirit of sacrifice. Han Muye offered to return the alms bowl immortal treasure to the Changyuan Buddhist Sect after the Taoist dispute, which Shi Ming really couldn't refuse.

"Xiang Tianxuan and Han Xiang are really wise..." In the void, a Taoist ancestor sighed.

"More than just wisdom, a fairy treasure is a bargaining chip. I am afraid that even the Taoist ancestors like me would not be able to part with such courage."

From being a boy in the beginning to being Prime Minister Han now, from watching the excitement in the beginning to feeling admiration now, Han Muye has the qualification to be taken seriously in front of all the Taoist ancestors.

"Buzz——"

The alms bowl above Han Muye vibrated, and the Buddha's light scattered from it, covering thousands of miles.

Buddha enters the spirit!

The fairy treasure takes shape!

The endless Buddha patterns and sky thunder intertwined on the purple-gold alms bowl, shrinking from the original size of a hundred miles to no more than the size of a palm.

The purple alms bowl fell into Han Muye's hand, shimmering with golden light.

Han Muye held an alms bowl in his hand and strode forward.

In front, the five saints from the fairy world looked at each other and stepped back unconsciously.

Once the saint retreats, the heavenly realm will not dare to stay where it is.

Lu Yang waved his hand, and the Tianxuan army followed Han Muye and walked quickly.

The wasteland also started to move, slowly drifting towards Tianxuan.

No one dared to stop Han Muye, who was holding an alms bowl in his hand.

Not to mention saints, even Taoist ancestors would not dare.

The immortal treasure is taking shape, but its power is unknown. Anyone who dares to step forward will definitely be struck by thunder.

The more powerful and powerful a person is, the more he cherishes his life.

Even if you don't die, if you are injured, it will cost you a lot to recover.

Participating in Dao Zheng is for opportunities, not to lose money.

Besides, this dispute will last for decades, why bother fighting now?

At this moment, everyone in the fairy world wanted to quit.

Han Muye led the Heaven Realm and the army behind him to break through the encirclement and flew out of the wilderness.

Seeing Han Muye and the others were about to leave, a fairy saint wearing black armor gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill——"

He told the fairy world that if he doesn't take action today, it will be difficult to explain when he returns.

Besides, how could we be willing to just let Han Muye and the others go?

"boom--"

Military formations were encircled again, trying to encircle the deserted land.

Such a divided encirclement would be more dangerous than the entire encirclement of Tianxuan's army before.

If divided and attacked, Taixuan's army would not be able to exert sufficient combat power and could be destroyed in one battle.

The only change now is Han Muye.

Turning his head, Han Muye's alms bowl flew up in his hand.

Immortal treasure.

The alms bowl rotated and turned into a thousand miles of aura, directly covering the millions of fairy armies blocking the wilderness.

One shines.

By the time all the aura dissipated, the army of millions of fairy spirits had disappeared.

Devour!

The power of this alms bowl is to swallow!

The pillars of spiritual light that have not been killed emerge. The power of this treasure is to devour the enemy and then turn it into one's own power.

The stronger the power stored in these treasures, the stronger the combat power.

The five saints in the fairy world looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Take action." The big man in black armor raised the long knife in his hand and flew forward.

The other four people also moved.

The Immortal Treasure Bowl can swallow millions of troops and will definitely take some time to refine.

If you take advantage of this moment to take action, you may not only win the battle, but also snatch the immortal treasure.

If an immortal treasure is in the hands of a saint, its combat power would make even Taoist ancestors shy away from it.

Kill people and seize treasures!

At this moment, even those powerful Taoist ancestors who witnessed the Taoist struggle were moved.

If you can hold this immortal treasure in your hands, you will be invincible at the same level.

"Prime Minister Han, you go first." Lu Yang shouted in a low voice, flew up and stood in front of Han Muye.

His combat power has reached the realm of becoming a god, a land of Taoist struggle, and his ability to transform into a god is at its peak.

Not only Lu Yang, but also Gongsun Shu, Dongfang Shu and others also flew over.

No matter what, Han Muye cannot die.

Looking at Lu Yang and the others, Han Muye's expression did not change.

"When will I need you to rescue me?"

After speaking calmly, Han Muye raised his hand to put away the alms bowl.

The Immortal Treasure doesn't even have time to warm up before it's ready. The power stored in it depends entirely on the interpretation that turns into the spirit of the weapon.

As outsiders think, it takes time to refine an army of millions.

This treasure cannot be used for the time being.

But once the millions of troops are refined, their power will be terrifying.

"After all, he is still a swordsman." Han Muye showed a smile on his face.

With a movement of his body, he appeared on the deserted land.

In his hand, a star spirit bead appeared.

"Seniors, long time no see."

"He Tianzhen, you still haven't woken up!"

When the spirit bead falls, the power stored in it directly turns into a torrent.

At this moment, the vast and desolate land exuded a heart-stopping power.

"boom--"

A mountain range collapsed, and a huge bull stepped out.

"boom--"

A huge river surged, and a huge crocodile roared.

"boom--"

A huge golden tiger rose slowly from under the desert.

…

The power in the star spirit beads awakened wild and wild beasts that had been sleeping in the past.

These mythical beasts that had exhausted their strength in carrying the wasteland on their backs all raised their heads and looked ahead.

"Baxia."

Han Muye possesses domineering power.

"Haha, my lord, you are still alive."

"We are all alive."

The vast power turned into a demonic light that enveloped millions of miles.

This is the power of the wild beast, which has surpassed the limits of this world.

At the moment when these strange beasts woke up, the power of heaven in the wilderness condensed and turned into the shadow of a black tiger.
To be continued...