The power of space is one of the most difficult forces to control in the world.

The rules of space are rules that only the Dao of Heaven can fully control among most heavens and earths in the world.

With the power of space, is the world so close? It is so close.

In front of Han Muye, streaks of light shone.

At this moment, he seemed to be thousands of miles away.

If he is transported into the void by the power of this formation at this moment, he will be lost in the void. Even if he can find his way back, he doesn't know how long it will take.

There are layers upon layers of void, who can see the way forward clearly?

What Han Muye had to do at this time was to leave directly and fly out of the hall that had activated the power of space.

But his body was suppressed by the power of rules on the battle gun, and now he couldn't move at all.

Although the war gun has no owner, it is a cosmic-level warrior capable of killing prehistoric-level powerful men.

Even though he has no owner, he also has great power.

The body is suppressed and the space power bursts out. Is it really going to be teleported into the void?

Looking at the streamer in front of him, Han Muye shouted lowly.

"break--"

Following this drink, a faint energy of energy and blood burst out from his body.

A dragon-crocodile figure appeared, looking up to the sky and hissing.

The body of this dragon crocodile is so long that the head and tail cannot be seen at all, only the long tail swings gently.

"Bang——"

The space around Han Muye shattered instantly.

The power of dragon and crocodile!

The overlord of the ancient prehistoric era, a physically invincible existence!

What about space locking?

The invincible physical strength shattered the entire space around him with just one shock.

It wasn't that Han Muye couldn't break through the power of space, it was just that he was too lazy to do it before.

"boom--"

In an instant, countless streams of light shot into the sky around the hall.

This is the appearance of the collapse of the formation base after the chaos of space power.

This formation, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was directly shattered by the power of Han Mu's wild dragon crocodile!

All kinds of suppression treasures buried in the formation base flew around.

Most of these treasures have been greatly depleted due to the collapse of the formation, leaving only a little power.

But even so, the level of these treasures is so high that each one is very valuable.

Outside the formation, both Golden Bird and Hun Chaos were stunned by this scene.

"My dear, this body is really the overlord of the ancient world."

"Does this guy have no shortcomings at all?"

Seeing Han Muye suppressing the space power with his physical body, Jinzhu and Jinniao both whispered.

In the aura, the spear in Han Muye's hand vibrated, as if he was trying to escape.

It was obvious that this war gun had its own spirituality. Feeling the powerful power of Han Muye, he wanted to run away.

"Want to escape?"

Looking down at the spear, Han Muye chuckled.

He held it in his hand, and a burst of strength burst out.

The shadow of the dragon and crocodile behind him disappeared, but his physical strength remained.

Directly stimulate the power of the physical body to suppress the power of the war gun.

There was a roar from the battle gun, but it was completely unable to move.

It's just a war gun without an owner. How can it turn the world upside down if it's not in the hands of a cosmic powerhouse?

At this time, he, Han Muye, had inspired the strongest physical power in the universe!

The sword intent was poured into the spear, and golden light shone in Han Muye's eyes.

Endless memories poured into his mind like a torrent.

There were so many memories that Han Muye's entire head began to vibrate, and he did not recover until three breaths later.

In the picture in his mind, he saw an old man wearing a golden robe holding a golden sledgehammer in his hand, hitting it with hammer after hammer.

Every blow caused the heaven and earth to tremble, and the clouds surged.

"Introducing the way of heaven and earth into the weapon, this is the method of forging the weapon with the way of heaven."

"This method will damage the foundation of heaven and earth. A large world of cultivation can only forge one handle."

"After the refining is successful, if you want to increase the strength of the soldiers, you still need to feed them with the power of the great avenue."

"The best way is to put this soldier in another world to be nurtured and let it quietly absorb the power of the world's great path."

The refining process of cosmic-level warriors is the process of feeding the warriors with heaven and earth.

The power of a world can only nourish one soldier.

Han Muye understood that the black hall around him was quietly extracting the power of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

This is also the reason why within thousands of miles, the power of heaven and earth has become weaker and weaker, and the spiritual energy has become thinner, and it has become countless miles of desert.

The reason why there are no strong men coming out of Tacheng and other cities is because the gentle warriors in the jade pottery city are constantly extracting the power of heaven and earth.

No wonder the Pantheon doesn't dare to openly appear in various worlds.

No wonder the major forces from all sides don’t want to see the Pantheon.

This method of extracting the power of heaven and earth to warm and nourish soldiers is not allowed by any force.

Han Muye finally understood why the prehistoric level armor and puppets were the ultimate in the world, and the universe level had never been seen before.

Because it would take countless worlds to cultivate a cosmic-level armor and puppet.

Even the galaxy universe cannot support many such war puppets.

It is even possible that the decline of the Galaxy Universe is related to the cosmic-level war puppet armor.

Han Muye stood on the spot, the war gun in his hand lightly vibrating.

All around, endless auras were flying around.

"There is a treasure there!"

"At least a treasure trove has been discovered!"

In the space, everyone turned to look at Han Muye's location.

The strong men who were originally fighting with He Yangsun looked at each other, turned around and left.

He Yangsun's eyes shone with light, he stopped entangled, and with a movement of his body, he rushed towards Han Muye's position faster than these people.

The long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and the sword light behind him turned into wings.

Yan Keer pondered for a moment and then chased after him.

"boom--"

He Yangsun arrived not far away from Han Muye in just a moment. He saw Han Muye motionless in the stream of light, holding a war gun in his hand, and his face showed joy.

The battle gun has been obtained by Master Han!

He turned around directly and raised the long knife in his hand.

Several figures have already rushed over.

Some people reached out to grab the scattered treasures, while others cast their eyes on Han Muye and rushed directly to Han Muye, trying to snatch the war gun.

"roll."

The sword in He Yangsun's hand exploded, sending three seventh-level practitioners flying.

This time, he did not hold back, and the two war puppets broke apart directly. The seventh-level puppet master following behind vomited blood and retreated.

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He Yangsun raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it forward.

He said no more.

His sword is his will.
To be continued...