415, catch the grass whip, the divine general of the divine court
According to legend, in ancient times there was a tree that reached the sky, with roots reaching into the Nine Netherworlds, and its crown covering the nine heavens.
This Babel tree is the most pinnacle treasure in the world, and one leaf can give birth to a world.
All the power of the wood veins are inextricably related to the Tongtian Wood.
It can be said that Tongtian Wood is the ancestor of the power of wood veins in the world.
Holding the tree branch, which was only three feet tall, Han Muye could feel the power of the thick and mighty wood veins in it.
The vastness of this power is almost endless.
"boom--"
The roaring sound sounded, and a magnificent picture appeared in Han Muye's mind.
The branches support the sky, and the leaves cover the sky and the sun.
A sword light slashed down, and a branch fell into the void, shattering countless stars.
A figure wrapped in divine light stretched out his hand and caught the branch.
Divine light intertwined, and when it reappeared, it was already a three-foot wooden stick.
This simply refined Tongtian Muzhiya has a name.
Catch the grass whip.
All plants and trees in the world are subject to its punishment.
The straw whip was handed into the hands of a figure covered in green divine light.
After that, light and shadow flowed until the Wood God built the Wooden Temple based on the wooden stick.
Outsiders only know that there is a treasure in the Wood God's inheritance, but they don't know what the treasure is.
The Golden Wolf Demon God originally came to seize this treasure, but was eventually suppressed by the Wood God with the power of a grass whip.
"Would the Wood God give such a treasure to me so easily?" Han Muye whispered, then was slightly stunned.
When his eyes fell on this whip, he could see countless subtle spiritual patterns.
Every spiritual pattern here is a inheritance!
The inheritance of the Wood God is all carved on the Tongtian Wood!
Withdrawing his spiritual energy, the figure of the black-faced monk disappeared, and Han Muye turned back to look in the silent direction of the Wooden Temple.
It was because he discovered something wrong with this Wood God just now that he just wanted to leave as a puppet.
Looking at it now, I am afraid that no matter what he takes away, Mu Shen will give the inheritance to him.
"What secrets are there in the dam?" Han Muye clenched the grass whip in his hand with a profound light in his eyes.
"Bang——"
A ten-foot-long black-armored wild boar rushed in front of Han Muye.
Han Muye raised the straw whip in his hand and brought it down with one blow.
The wooden whip hit the wild boar's head, causing blood to flow out.
All the blood enveloped the wooden whip, and was then sucked into it.
The entire body of the ten-foot wild boar was visibly shriveled to the naked eye.
Within ten breaths, the wild boar's body suddenly turned into powder.
From the black armor to the fangs, bones, and even the hard parts were turned into powder.
This kind of domineering power made Han Muye a little surprised.
Having absorbed all the power of a wild boar, the spiritual patterns on this whip are a little more agile.
Are treasures from ancient times so unreasonable?
Han Muye turned his head and looked at a messy meteorite space not far away.
He rushed over and was greeted by a lurking one-horned striped tiger.
Han Muye raised his whip and smashed the one-horned tiger's head into pieces.
Five breaths.
The tiger's body was shattered.
Along the way, Han Muye used the grass whip in his hand to kill various strange beasts.
The whip that originally looked like a dry tree trunk also became sparkling with energy.
The more strange beasts you kill, the more powerful the wooden whip will become.
Han Muye has tried it, and he can directly smash meteorites with a radius of hundreds of miles with a single blow.
If you use all your strength to control it, I don't know how powerful this whip can be.
However, Han Muye also discovered the shortcomings of ancient treasures as he continued to use them.
It consumes too much.
After absorbing the power of various alien beasts, this whip only needs to consume its own strength.
But once the power in it is insufficient, the straw whip will absorb the power of the messenger.
When Han Muye was fighting with a giant beast that was 100 feet tall and three-armed, he activated the grass-driving whip to absorb more power than itself. The whip began to quietly absorb power from Han Muye.
Fortunately, his body is that of a divine beast, so this slight loss of strength is nothing.
On the contrary, after killing the three-armed giant beast, the grass whip absorbed it for a quarter of an hour, and fed back the power it had previously absorbed from Han Muye.
It turns out that there is also the power of giving back to those who have taken advantage of them.
No wonder such treasures were robbed by all parties in ancient times.
"call--"
The phantom of a rat transformed by Taoist Dayan appeared in front of Han Muye.
"Good boy, that big guy is guarding quite a lot of treasures." Taoist Dayan said as he stretched out his hand.
In his palm is a piece of spiritual material as big as a fist.
"Tian Yuan Golden Light Diamond." Han Muye's eyes lit up.
"Haha, you even know about these spiritual materials that have been cut off long ago." Daoist Daoyan showed a trace of disappointment on his face, shook his head and said, "I am going to give you a good explanation."
I wanted to show off, but it didn't work.
Han Muye reached out and took the golden light diamond in his hand, with a smile on his face: "It is said that this object can be used to refine the immortal-killing flying knife that can kill other people's souls. Unfortunately, the refining method has been lost."
Holding the golden light diamond tightly, Han Muye raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, we are not far from the embankment. Let's play with a big one."
Taoist Dayan grinned.
He likes this kind of master.
"Buzz——"
The wooden whip in Han Muye's hand vibrated, and in the distance, there was a low roar in the mist, and then the sound of collision came.
"We'll meet outside the dike."
As soon as the voice left, Han Muye had already raised his grass whip and ran towards the front.
"boom--"
A huge palm slapped the spot where Han Muye had just stood, and then, a tall god general wearing golden armor, holding a spear, and a dull expression on his face flew over.
"Steal the treasure of the divine court and die."
The god general shouted, and the spear in his hand turned into a golden fire phoenix, piercing towards Han Muye's back.
The fire phoenix passed directly through the space and landed behind Han Muye, and then a golden flame covered its head.
"Roar--"
Behind Han Muye, the phantom of the divine beast Baxia appeared, and its thick back armor blocked the flames.
Using the phantom of the divine beast to resist, Han Muye rushed out again.
"The beasts of the ancient world dare to provoke the barbarians." The god general whispered, raised his hand, and eight spears appeared behind him.
He took one step forward, raised his hand to grab the spear that had been knocked out before, and then chased Han Muye again.
It wasn't until the roar faded away that Taoist Dayan carefully poked his head out of the rubble.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He looked around and flew into the fog ahead.
There seemed to be no mist that could make one lose one's soul. Taoist Dayan didn't seem to have any, but within a moment, he had already arrived in front of a pile of rubble that shone with spiritual light.
"Half a top-quality spiritual stone? It's installed."
"This spiritual pattern is somewhat interesting, so I pretended to do it."
"Is this a sword passed down from ancient times? It's a pity that its spirituality is gone, so I don't want it."
"Ling Xiao, what's Ling Xiao? This plaque is a bit strange, let's keep it for a while."
…
While whispering, Taoist Dayan put all the treasures he thought were valuable enough into storage bags.
He walked among the rocks full of spiritual light, his body stooped.
"boom--"
In the distance, a roaring and shaking sound came.
Taoist Dayan, who was trembling all over, turned his head and took a look.
The roaring sound is getting closer and closer.
He must have touched the treasures here, and the god general has returned.
"Don't be greedy, don't be greedy..."
Taoist Dayan said to himself and raised his head.
He stared at a golden sledgehammer among the rocks, gritted his teeth, and flew towards it.
The hammer head was too heavy and Taoist Dayan stumbled.
"court death--"
In the void, there was a huge roar.
Taoist Dayan's face turned pale, and his body rolled down from the rocks.
Landing on the ground, he held the hammer in both hands and ran away with it.
"boom--"
In the void, a vibration came.
Han Muye, who had the phantom of Ba Xia behind him and the body of a Kui ox on his chest, clenched his fists to block the god general holding a spear.
He only used boxing skills, like an ancient bull, and each punch struck with countless powerful forces.
At this moment, he exerted the power of the divine beast to the extreme.
Although the golden-armored god general roared anxiously, he had no choice but to wave his spear in his hand and fight with Han Mu in the field.
The battle group between the two continues to expand, and every punch and every shot can shatter a ten-mile radius.
The densely foggy space was gradually revealed, and the spiritual light flashing in it was dazzling.
One after another figures attracted by the spiritual light appeared.
Han Muye laughed heartily. When the golden-armored god general smashed his gun down, he raised his hand to catch it, grabbed the gun, turned around and ran away.
The god general was stunned for a while, then roared wildly, chased a few steps, and looked around carefully.
There are many figures lurking in his collection.
"Death, death——"
The handle of the spear flew out and hit the rubble mountain with flashing light.
As for Han Muye who snatched his spear, he could no longer care about it at this time.
…
The Twelve Guards of the Ancient Divine Court are the ones who protect the treasures of the Divine Court.
From this spear, Han Muye saw countless splendid scenes of ancient divine courts.
This standard spear from ancient times contains unimaginable power.
After carefully refining it, a golden aura gathered in Han Muye's palm.
divinity.
This is not the condensation of divinity in the form of incense and incense, but the divinity refined by the great power of ancient times who condensed his own power and became the god of heaven and earth.
This ray of divinity can suppress mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.
The second thing is that this thing is precious. The most important thing is that with this thing in hand, Han Muye can walk through the dam without many obstacles.
Those strange beasts would turn away in front of divinity.
It seems that the rule of the Divine Court in ancient times has been deeply hidden in the bones of these strange beasts.
Even if the power in the dam is so messy, the fear of divinity is still the same.
After running for ten days, Han Muye saw less and less gravel in front of him.
A flash of light appeared.
Ahead is the world beyond the dam.
But his steps stopped.
Ahead, two figures blocked his way.
"People from the place where the ancient gods fell?"
"Or, the creatures in the dam?"
Two figures stood there, with unchanged expressions on their faces. They raised their hands, and a spiritual light flashed in their palms.
"The creatures in the ancient cloud galaxy that are not mine will stop here."
The aura turned into chains and blocked Han Muye.
Han Muye's eyes fell on these two people, and then looked at the storage bag held in one of them's hands.
"Where is Taoist Dayan?"
Han Muye spoke in a low voice.
"You mean that big rat?" The black-armored figure holding the storage bag smiled and said calmly: "Kill him."
"boom--"
Han Muye took a step forward and smashed the chain in front of him with one punch. The shadow of his fist hit the face of the man in black armor who was speaking, shattering his nose bone and causing him to fall to the ground.
"Give you a chance to change your story."
"Where is Taoist Dayan?"
Han Muye slowly raised his hand.
Before the black-armored man who was stunned by the punch could speak, Taoist Dayan rolled out from the mist on the side.