In everyone's eyes, Han Muye stood where he was, with a dark aura swelling around his body, but it did not damage his body at all.

"How is this possible..." Nie Long whispered softly with a look of confusion on his face.

Cang Long also widened his eyes and looked at Han Muye who was standing there, his aura of calamity slowly turning invisible, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

This amount of power could not break his body?

Is there any power in this world that transcends calamities?

Everyone inside and outside the altar was stunned at this moment.

The power of calamity that everyone feared had no effect on Han Muye.

Is there anything else he can't do?

"boom--"

The illusory general above the sky seemed to be angered by Han Muye, and the phantom spear in his hand stabbed directly at Han Muye.

The cyan edge of this blow carried the aura of the great road, combined with the power of the calamity, turned into a wind, and hit Han Muye again.

sharp.

Han Muye raised his head and sighed secretly in his heart.

This illusory warrior not only controls the power of calamity, but the most important thing is his proficiency in the operation of the power of the avenue.

When the power of thunder and calamity was poured into Han Muye's body just now, he had already felt that Han Muye was not afraid of calamity and thunder.

Taking action at this time has already changed the rules of strength.

The rules of pure strength coincide with the power of calamity.

No one is without weaknesses.

Since Han Muye is powerful in the way of thunder, he must be weak to the pure power of the physical body.

The wind blast triggered by the spear was meant to tear Han Muye's body apart.

The wind had just come out, and the majestic wind was raging on the altar.

The heaven and earth with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles turned into a tornado that stretched up the sky.

Han Muye, who was in the middle of the tornado, had to bear the power of the entire world.

"Too strong..." A strong Immortal Realm man who struggled to stand still, his face pale, murmured.

Not far away, the bodies of several immortals who were just a little short of the level of cultivation were swept up into the sky by the wind uncontrollably.

"drink--"

Han Muye clenched his fist, stepped out suddenly, and then punched hard.

In front of him, a golden ripple appeared.

The ripple turned into a fist shadow and struck forward.

The shadow of the fist was no bigger than a square inch, but when it came out, it directly shattered the void in front of him.

"Bang——"

Thousands of miles of heaven and earth suddenly collapsed.

To point, to break the surface.

The sky of thousands of miles turned into pale golden cracks that were broken into pieces, falling into pieces all around.

The surrounding wind scrolls were naturally shattered by this punch.

The wind that had been raging for hundreds of millions of miles around the world suddenly stopped.

These changes caused the body of the illusory warrior who stabbed the spear to twist, vibrate, and almost break into pieces.

Outside the Tianmen, the young man from the Cangtian plane widened his eyes.

On the altar, all the practitioners looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

That punch just now was so powerful that it could defy the heavens.

"This guy has inherited the bloodline power of Dragon Crocodile." Nie Long grinned slightly.

Dragon crocodile.

Canglong and Phoenix looked at each other and said nothing.

No wonder.

Han Muye broke through the phantom warrior's magical power with one punch, leaving him dazed for a moment.

Han Muye would not give him a chance. He rushed out and punched one after another. The shadows of his punches were reflected by the strong wind, and they hit the phantom.

Not only that, he also raised his hand and shot out streaks of thunder, hitting the heads of the heavenly guards who urged the generals to move.

Suppressed by this thunder, the body of the illusory warrior became more and more turbulent.

"Bang——"

After a hundred punches, the illusory warrior's body shattered into pieces.

That day the guard battle array was also engulfed by lightning.

Han Muye ignored the Heavenly Guard who was resisting the lightning and looked up at the young man in front of the Tianmen.

The young man was stunned.

Han Muye flew up, and the long sword in his hand triggered endless lightning and hit the Tianmen.

The young man looked at the falling thunder, turned pale, and turned around to leave.

The sword light fell in front of the Tianmen and hit the sky-reaching light pillar.

The burst of lightning raged, causing the light pillars in the sky to begin to tremble.

Han Muye stood outside the Tianmen holding a sword, his eyes filled with surging fighting spirit.

Since he came here and returned without entering the Heavenly Gate, how could this be his style?

Without hesitation, he stepped into the golden beam of light.

In the light pillar, the endless stream of light instantly enveloped his body.

This is the power to replenish the source.

But unlike others who were in a different state when they were replenishing their original power, there were too many streams of light around Han Muye, too bright.

This does not mean that he lacks many sources, but that he has mastered too much power of rules during his practice.

Every rule must be completed, thus triggering this endless stream of light.

"wind."

"water."

"fire."

"The blazing sun."

Han Muye felt the power of heaven and earth, and the divine light in his eyes changed.

The aura on his body also changed from deep to fiery.

"I see!"

He looked up to the sky and screamed, his breath knocking away the light around him.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Master of Jiuxuan Peak asked him to gather seven treasures.

He finally understood why the Great Sun and Golden Crow transformed into a blazing sun in the sky.

He finally understood why there were so many ruin realms.

The missing origin of this dimension is controlled by the seven treasures.

The master of Jiuxuan Peak refined the seven treasures just to supplement the origin of this plane!

"So, the Wood God was left behind after the Cangtian Plane stole the wood attribute power from this plane."

"So, the Great Sun Golden Crow clan will be destroyed."

"So, what is gathered in the Ziyang Cauldron is the fire of hope."

…

Han Muye's body was filled with surging power.

When he realized it in his heart, he finally understood why he was different from others in being able to control calamities.

His origin is not from this plane.

Therefore, the power of calamity in this dimension cannot harm him, but can use his body as a carrier.

At this time, the power of calamity surging in his body was extremely powerful.

"Since you are standing here, why should you take a look?"
To be continued...