In front of the six-headed dragon carving beast with a huge body, Han Muye looked like an ant.

But in this scene, Han Muye said in a cold voice that he would give the dragon carving beast a chance to challenge.

Is this a fool?

No one would think so.

Because at this time, Han Muye climbed to the sky step by step, suspended in the void, quietly suspended on the Styx River where nothing floats!

How could a person who could stand still on the River Styx be a fool?

"He, how strong is he..." Feng Yi murmured with his head stretched out.

He had seen Han Muye's cultivation methods on the River Styx.

Now, he saw Han Muye standing in the sky.

Such a person was completely beyond his imagination.

"Probably, he is already very strong." Ancestor Tao Ran shook his head and spoke softly.

He could no longer guess how strong Han Muye was.

At the bow of the boat, Huang Laoliu clenched his fists tightly.

When he first entered Jiange, this guy was still a young boy.

During the battle at Yunchao Ridge in Fengshou Mountain, I possessed myself as a demon and showed off in front of this guy.

When I was in the Demon Realm, besides wanting to go back to Tianxuan to see Ping Mei, I also wanted to show off my cultivation level in front of this guy Han Muye.

But when the boy came out of the embankment and saw him again, he realized that he was already extremely powerful.

After that, Han Muye directly threw himself and everyone else away and became the ancestor of swordsmanship.

Not seen for two thousand years, Huang Laoliu rushed to the realm of Tianzun while holding back his breath.

But when I see Han Muye again, he is already in the realm of an immortal.

Even if the world of Immortal Origin becomes the Immortal Realm, and after a hundred years of cultivation, he has made great progress, and he has become a Celestial Immortal, he is still incomparable to Han Muye.

There's really no comparison.

At this moment, watching Han Muye face the powerful six-headed dragon carving beast alone, he was not even qualified to step forward and fight alongside him.

"Don't worry, wait until I practice hard and rush to the Golden Immortal." Huang Laoliu gritted his teeth and muttered, turning his head and looking around.

Eighteen Styx boats were parked nearby because their sails were broken.

Taking a deep breath, Huang Laoliu shouted: "What are you doing standing around here? Raise the sail and get out of here!"

He flew out and landed on the head of the Bone Erosion Beast below. Then he stabbed the bow of the Styx Boat with the spear in his hand, urging the Bone Erosion Beast to drag the Styx Boat away slowly.

The other Styx boats also raised their spare sails, followed this one, made a small turn, and left the battlefield.

A place where six dragon-carved beasts fight with humans. If a boat from the Styx breaks in, there is only one way to die.

"boom--"

The fleet had only left for a moment when there was a loud sound in the sky.

Everyone looked back and saw that the six dragon-carved beasts had been captured with both claws.

The black stream of light tore open the void, and its claws carried the power to shatter the world.

If the fleet is still there, the strong wind captured by these claws can capsize all the boats on the Styx.

"It's too, too strong..." Some of the cultivators who turned around whispered in horror.

Others also turned pale, with fear in their eyes.

How could a practitioner stop such a powerful beast?

If you can't stop it, will the six-headed dragon carving beast catch up?

Many people felt miserable in their hearts.

Under the dragon carving beast's claws, Han Muye punched out.

The shadow of the fist was accompanied by a hint of whistling.

But this punch seemed like nothing in front of the dragon carving beast's huge body.

The ants wave their arms in front of the dragon, who cares?

But in the next moment, this punch forcefully pushed back those claws.

It was extremely weird. This punch really immobilized the claws of the six-headed dragon carving beast, and then rushed back.

This scene made everyone on the Styx boat stunned.

"How powerful his physical body must be..." Luo Ren felt chills all over his body, and his legs and feet kept trembling.

Beside him, Tang Jin, who was covered in flesh, also had his mouth twitching and his eyes full of fear.

Not far away, Makoto Ishihara, who was curled up on the ground, murmured, not knowing what he was talking about.

"boom--"

Han Muye pushed back the claws of the six-headed dragon carving beast with one punch, his expression unchanged, and the shadow of a hundred-foot-long Kui ox appeared behind him.

The shadow of the Kui Niu appeared, directly expanding to a height of tens of thousands of feet, with lightning shining between the two horns on its head.

Thousands of feet of shadow!

At this moment, the Styx ferrymen and practitioners on the eighteen Styx boats were all stunned.

What kind of strong person can condense the shadow of thousands of feet?

"Moo——"

Kui Niu roared, and Han Muye raised his hand and punched again.

The fist with the power of thunder shines with thunder.

The six dragon-carved beasts also roared and flapped their three pairs of wings towards Han Muye's head.

The power of wings and fists struck each other, and the six pairs of eyes of the dragon carving beast widened and its whole body trembled.

The power of thunder and lightning traveled through the body, seeming to paralyze it directly.

The power of cultivation is forbidden on the River Styx, how can the person in front of me use the power of thunder and lightning?

"boom--"

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the heads of the six dragon-carved beasts hard.

This ray of lightning caused all six heads of the dragon carving beast to swing continuously, as if being bombarded by a heavy hammer.

For countless thousands of years on the Styx, it has never felt this kind of power of heaven and earth.

This power made its bloodline imprisoned, and its body seemed to be torn apart all of a sudden.

The wings that were originally flapping became stiff, and the entire body fell directly into the River Styx.

"Bang——"

The huge body hit the river, causing countless bloody waves.

The eighteen Styx boats in the distance were caught by the waves and thrown hundreds of miles away in an instant.

Everyone on the boat, struggling to keep their bodies steady, stared blankly at the sky.

There, only the shadow of a huge Kui Niu standing in the sky stood quietly.

That powerful practitioner actually defeated six dragon-carved beasts and threw them into the River Styx?

How can this be?

How could there be such a strong person in the world?

The Styx ferrymen all watched in horror as Han Muye slowly put away the Kui Niu shadow.

The six-headed dragon carving beast that even the great elder couldn't defeat with the soul-suppressing banner in his hand was defeated just like that?

The River Styx, where nothing remains after falling, will never come back, right?

"Won?" Huang Laoliu said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.

The phantom of the Kui Niu in the sky had not yet dissipated. Giant claws poked out from the blood-colored river below and tore the phantom of the Kui Niu into pieces.

Then, a long neck protruded from the river water, and seven heads above the neck opened their huge mouths and roared to the sky.

Seven songs!

Not only was the six-headed dragon carving beast not defeated, but its power increased and turned into seven heads!

Seven-headed dragon beast!

Just the flash of energy and blood power from this giant beast froze the blood of everyone on board the eighteen Styx boats a hundred miles away.

The demonic icon behind Huang Laoliu trembled, roared silently in reluctance, and finally turned into nothingness.
To be continued...