472, re-entering the dam, third-grade divine general
Sacrifice souls.
Enter the fairyland.
Ao Jin had a stern expression on his face and frowned: "Sacrifice the creatures, at least tens of millions of them, with the power of my Spirit Armor Demon Clan——"
Before he could finish speaking, Han Muye had already spoken: "Don't accuse me of not having so many creatures in your spirit-armored demon clan."
"If I didn't know your clan well, I wouldn't come here."
Under Ao Jin's shocked gaze, Han Muye said: "What you spirit-armored demon clan longs for most is to return to the fairy world."
return!
Their family originally came from the fairy world!
"Who are you!" Ao Jin's face turned sinister, and a monstrous force on his body pressed down on Han Muye.
But this power had just appeared, and the immortal energy held in Han Muye's palm had already risen and turned into a curtain of light.
A curtain of light enveloped him, blocking out all of Ao Jin's blood and spiritual energy.
Han Muye sat there leisurely.
The expression on Ao Jin's face changed, and finally he slowly put away all his blood and spiritual energy.
Han Muye shook his head.
The spirit-armored demon clan came from the fairy world, or were raised in the fairy world. This was what he saw from the records of Zhou Bangyu in the Shenting Treasure House.
The Heavenly Emperor of Shenting also has a force in his hands, which is dedicated to monitoring the growth of these spirit-armored monsters.
It is said that the spirit-armored demon clan is an experiment of a beast-controlling sect in the fairy world.
The ancestor of the spirit-armored demon clan is of the bloodline of the immortal beasts in the immortal world.
"The fairy world..."
Ao Jin showed a trace of nostalgia on his face, shook his head and said: "Even if I know that I will only be enslaved when I go back, the longer I live, the more I want to go back and see."
Looking at Han Muye again, Ao Jin had a calm look on his face.
"Tell me how we can cooperate."
…
Han Muye stayed in this small valley for most of the day, and then left.
Watching his figure disappear, the smiling Ao Jin's expression slowly turned serious.
"Brother, how much of this kid's words are true and how much are false?" An old man wearing a green robe appeared next to Ao Jin, with confusion on his face.
"That's right, we don't know much about the fairy world, how could he know so clearly." On the other side, an old man of the same stature also fell down.
"Yes, I don't think his words are credible. There is no way anyone in this world can understand the fairy world." An old man in gray robes said firmly.
Ao Jin shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "No, there is someone in this world who knows the fairy world."
Several old men were stunned and turned to look at Ao Jin.
Ao Jin looked indifferent and said softly: "God Emperor."
"Impossible, the God Emperor has long since fallen..." The old man who spoke spoke, but even he hesitated.
"Rebirth, body seizing, incarnation, and remnant soul are really possible..."
The expressions on several other people's faces became solemn.
Ao Jin showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said: "No matter who he is, this deal can still be done."
"With the power of Dao Zheng's sacrifice, our whole family can ascend to the fairy world."
"As long as those old guys really sacrifice themselves when the time comes, we will really ascend."
Everyone looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
Fairyland.
That’s the place I’ve been dreaming of for a long time!
When Han Muye walked out of the main hall of Shuiling Palace, whether it was the master of Shuiling Palace or others, they felt a little more frightened when they saw him.
The bloodline power of the spirit-armored demon clan starts from the bones.
This kind of ethnic suppression determines the strict hierarchy.
Han Muye can trade with their clan elders, so they will naturally be in awe of them.
The valley is not on the endless sea, but is connected through the power of space.
It seems that the spirit-armored demon clan is still afraid of the endless Tianzun.
Han Muye has known for a long time that although there are strong men in the Spirit Armor Demon Clan, there are no extremely strong ones.
What their clan relies on is the strong power of bloodline reproduction.
It is precisely because of this that they don't care about the life or death of their ethnic group.
When he landed back on the endless sea, Han Muye didn't see Bai Zeyu.
However, Wu Tianzun sent an invitation.
Han Muye's spiritual thoughts swept over Yujingjianpu, Liukui Pavilion, and Wenyuan Pavilion, and then flew down into the endless sea.
Different from the last time I came here, the layers of the Endless Sea are more distinct this time.
It seems that the construction of the Eighteen Hells by Endless Heavenly Lord is very effective.
Sure enough, when he met Wu Tianzun again, Han Muye felt the power coming from him, which was magnificent and surging.
This is a great improvement in cultivation, which is difficult to suppress in a short period of time.
It's also possible that the Endless Heavenly Lord didn't even think about suppressing it.
The improvement of his cultivation is to set a benchmark for those who want to transcend, not to suppress it, but to let these people see it more clearly.
"You went to find the spirit-armored demon clan?" Looking at Han Muye, the Endless Heavenly Lord said.
Han Muye nodded.
"I did not expect that the Taoist struggle would turn into a great war." Tianzun Wuwu shook his head, with a trace of emotion on his face.
"Reopening the Immortal Platform, these guys are really crazy."
Wutian Tianzun himself has embarked on the path of transcendence, so naturally it doesn't matter whether he can open the Ascension Platform or not.
However, others have no way to achieve transcendence and still yearn for ascending to the fairy world.
In fact, the detachment of the Infinite Lord may be the catalyst that makes those powerful minds firm.
But these things can only be speculated and cannot be stated seriously.
Han Muye did not tell Wuwu Tianzun what he was doing to find the spirit-armored demon clan.
The Endless Heavenly Lord didn’t ask.
They actually discussed some things about the structure of hell and the arrangement of priests therein.
Wu Tianzun promised that when the Taoist war begins, Wu Wuhai will definitely support Tianxuan and stand on Tianxuan's side.
But if he really wanted to sacrifice, the only thing he could do was to fight with all his strength to fish out Han Muye himself.
Even the Inexhaustible Heavenly Lord would not dare to offend anyone who dares to sacrifice a world.
To have this promise is the most benevolent thing for Han Muye.
When he walked out of the hall of Endless Heavenly Lord, he saw Bai Zeyu walking towards him with some frivolous steps.
"Haha, brother Han, brother." Bai Zeyu's enthusiasm made Han Muye stunned.
Immediately, a smile appeared on his face: "I have a few bottles of elixirs here, do you want them?"
Bai Zeyu laughed loudly and said: "I want the kind with big side effects, the bigger the better."
Han Muye shook his head, laughed and threw the jade bottle over.
For him now, the value of these elixirs is no longer valuable.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! All he uses in practice are the best spiritual stones obtained from the treasure house of Shenting.
After leaving the Endless Sea, Han Muye did not return to the land of struggle.
Originally, he was planning to use the clone of this divine beast to go straight into the land of Dao struggle, merge with the main body, and raise his power to the peak.
But looking now, the crisis in the land of Taoism is not inside, but outside.
No matter how powerful he is, he can't persuade those powerful people to stop sacrificing the land of Taoism.
No matter how powerful the ants are, they are just ants after all.
The main body is in retreat, and his divine beast clone crosses the void and goes into the dam.
Dam, this is his third time here.
The first time I crossed the dike to go to the Guyun Galaxy, I encountered many strange beasts, and also encountered the Wooden Temple, and got the treasure to catch the grass whip.
The second time he returned from the Guyun Galaxy, he fought against the divine general and obtained many treasures guarded by the divine general. From the divine general's memory, he also saw the treasure troves of the divine court being scattered.
The treasure house of Shenting is the opportunity for his rise.
This time, what he wants to do is to enter the dam again.
"boom--"
Only three thousand miles into the embankment, a flying bull with one horn and two wings crashed in front of him.
In this dam that forbids the power of spiritual energy and soul, it is not surprising how strong the physical body is and how strange the body shape of the beast is.
The flying bull hit, Han Muye raised his hand and punched it down.
The ten-foot-long flying cow collapsed and flew away.
"Such hard cowhide." Han Muye whispered and looked at the wailing flying cow.
He flew up, punching and kicking non-stop.
Within a moment, the flying cow was already dying.
In Han Muye's palm, a light blue fairy light enveloped him, and a trace of thunder and lightning poured into the flying cow's body.
"Stab-"
Feiniu trembled, and there was a trace of clarity in his blood-red eyes.
Immortal light and thunder surged, the flying cow roared in pain, and a look of surrender flashed in its eyes.
When Han Muye let go of his hand, Feiniu was already standing obediently in front of him.
Han Muye took a step forward and landed on Feiniu's back.
The flying cow stepped on its four hooves, spread its wings, and ran through the rocky embankment.
With the flying bull mount, Han Muye saves a lot of things.
At least there are fewer alien beasts coming to intercept.
Even the ancient god general who had lost his intelligence and only knew how to kill didn't look for him anymore. I don't know if it was because of Fei Niu or because he didn't take action and his breath didn't leak out.
For three consecutive days, the flying bull traveled eight hundred thousand miles.
"boom--"
A ray of sword light came down from his head, blocking Han Muye.
Fei Niu was unable to dodge, and one of its wings was chopped off with a knife.
A black-armored warrior with a simple face stood holding a long sword.
The armor on this warrior's body turned out to be the armor of a third-grade divine general from the ancient divine court.
A third-grade divine general, a being in the ancient divine court who can command an army of one million and can sweep across the world.
"The beast above the divine capital is flying away, so behead it."
The god general shouted low, raised the knife in his hand, and stabbed him in the head again.
The sword's light was clear, and with just one slash, the blade had already appeared on Han Muye's waist.
The power across space!
This sword is blessed by the power of space!
Han Muye's figure moved and disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he was already a hundred feet away.
The sword of the divine general in front of me would probably not be able to be blocked by ordinary Taoist ancestors, or even those who have just entered the realm of Heavenly Lord.
Han Muye wouldn't have been able to stop him if he hadn't used the best spiritual stone to gain a profound understanding of the power of time and space.
With just this sword, the man in front of me can fight against Tian Zun.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the long knife, and then he frowned.
"Xuanming Battle Sword..."
This sword is included in Zhou Bangyu's treasure house records.
"You are Yu Jun, the commander of the imperial guards of the Divine Court."
This sword was originally received by the commander of the Imperial Guard.
Hearing Han Muye's words, the general who was about to kill again with his sword was slightly startled, and there was a trace of agility in his bloody eyes.
"The Imperial Guard of the Divine Court, the Imperial Guard of the Divine Court..."
"Defend the Divine Court, fight to the death, fight to the death——"
Blood suddenly appeared in the eyes of the god general. He clenched the long knife in his hand and slashed into the surrounding void.
He did not look for Han Muye again, but just hacked and killed in the void.
There were illusory sword lights, layers of space were torn apart, and sword lights appeared from nowhere and disappeared from time to time.
This is what the disorder of space power looks like.
If this person is sane, he will definitely be a strong person among the gods.
Han Muye's eyes flashed with light, and his figure slowly melted away.
When Shen Yujun slashed his sword and stepped back, Han Muye suddenly appeared behind Yu Jun and punched out.
Using the power of time, it landed where he stood before.
"Bang——"
A punch gleaming with lightning struck Yu Jun's waist, making him stiffen.
But Han Muye also showed a trace of pain on his face.
A knife mark appeared on his arm.
The sword light with the power of space tore a gash in his arm.
This clone of his is the body of a divine beast. Even with such defense, it can't stop this sword.
"boom--"
Yu Jun, who was wrapped in the lightning, was filled with evil energy rising to the sky.
On his body, the power of qi and blood dispersed instantly, turning into a blood-colored cloak.
This is the aura that a divine warrior should have.
"Who are you?" Looking at Han Muye, Yu Jun's eyes were filled with ice.
"General Yu, it doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that the Divine Court has collapsed, and you are stuck here and cannot escape."
Lightning flashed on Han Muye's body.
There was a trace of pain on Yu Jun's face, and blood appeared in his eyes.
Han Muye raised his hand, wrapped in cyan fairy light and thunder, and flew forward.
Yu Jun reached out and grabbed the ball of light, crushing it with one palm.
"Bang——"
Thunder light and fairy energy intertwined and circulated on his body.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Han Muye, his expression softening a little.
"Can you tell me about what's going on outside?"
The creatures in the dam did not directly lose their intelligence, they also struggled.
They also know their situation.
Han Muye nodded and roughly recounted what he knew.
Yu Jun had a complicated expression on his face and sighed from time to time.
As a divine general of Shenting, he has feelings for Shenting.
"If the seniors who left the Immortal Platform had not been heard from again, how could the Divine Court collapse..."
Yu Jun shook his head.
"What happened to the Immortal Platform?" he asked.
Han Muye then told the story of how the Shengxian Terrace was closed down, and until now, some people are preparing to reopen the Shengxian Terrace.
"Reopening the Immortal Platform?" Fear flashed across Yu Jun's face.
"Do they really want the world here to be destroyed?" Yu Jun whispered, looking at Han Muye.
"Tell me, what are you doing here?"
Han Muye looked indifferent and whispered: "I want to meet Mu Shen."
Wood God.
Not a wooden temple.
Hearing his words, Yu Jun had a complicated look on his face, nodded and said: "Mu Shen is here. He was seriously injured and is in seclusion. He has been in the Mu Temple."
Having said this, he looked around: "Since the Shengxian Platform is about to reopen, we guys shouldn't stay here."
"You are Tianxuan in the land of Taoism, right?"
"When I wake up those old brothers, I will go to Tianxuan."
Han Muye didn't know how many old brothers Yu Jun had here, or whether his old brothers were as strong as him.
However, in line with the principle that no number of allies is too many, he took out a few treasures containing fairy energy and a few magic weapons that could inspire thunder.
Yu Junze guided Han Muye on the way to the Wooden Temple.
Watching him leave, Yu Jun stood where he was, with a hint of depth in his eyes.
"The only one who can awaken my original power is the God Emperor..."
"who are you?"
…
Following Yu Jun's guidance, Han Muye spent five days finally seeing the wooden temple again.
But in front of him, instead of wooden puppets, there were dilapidated palaces.
There are also countless strange beasts besieging the hall.
Golden wolf.
Countless golden giant wolves pounced on the main hall wrapped in azure aura.