601. Do I have to pay back the gold beads I owe Han?
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.
His face was pale, and he stared closely at the seven dragon-carved beasts that slowly descended and sank into the River Styx.
He didn't know if Han Muye could survive after Kui Niu's shadow was broken.
Without looking back, Huang Laoliu drove the Bone Erosion Beast forward, pulling the Styx boat away with only one sail left.
His own strength is not enough, and he cannot be the opponent of the seven-headed dragon carving beast.
To avenge Han Muye, he needs more power.
Perhaps, the Holy City of Styx has the power he needs.
Gritting his teeth, he pulled the bone-eroding beast forward and headed towards the Holy City of Styx.
No matter what method he uses, he needs to get strong strength.
——————
Han Muye, who was pulled into the river, was about to rush out of the water, but stopped.
Because the moment he fell into the water, the bloody river water around him turned into a torrent and poured into his body.
His body is like a dry desert, and no amount of river water is enough.
It was an extremely moist feeling.
It was as if the heaven and earth, which had been thirsty for countless thousands of years, were watered all at once.
The power of the Styx is the power of Qi and blood.
In this Styx River, there is almost endless energy and blood power.
This power was released by a powerful immortal who was injured in the last calamity, rolling and galloping.
To feel the power of the Styx is to feel the power of a powerful immortal.
Looking at the bloody river in front of him, Han Muye smiled on his face.
The water of the Styx near the Slaughter Reef is no longer under the control of the Styx Immortal.
The various powers intertwined here are all in the Immortal Realm.
Be it the strange beasts under the water or the seven-headed dragon-carved beast, they are all embodiments of strange powers.
It is the residence of the power that injured the Immortal Master of Styx during the calamity.
Since this place is no longer under the control of Immortal Lord Styx, is there nothing wrong with absorbing the power here?
You're not sorry for the senior who saved you, right?
He has no control here anyway.
Slowly releasing the suppression of bloodline power, a cyan vortex appeared around Han Muye.
The vortex grew bigger and bigger, but in an instant it locked the surrounding area hundreds of feet away.
In ten breaths, the vortex turned into a thousand feet.
The seven-headed dragon carving beast that had just fallen back into the bloody river looked at Han Muye in fear.
The devouring power conveyed by Han Muye was beyond his understanding.
Seeing this huge dragon carving, Han Muye raised his hand.
A flash of lightning flashed.
The dragon carving beast trembled all over, and the eyes on its seven heads showed desire and panic.
Desire, the previous thunder, broke through the bottleneck that it had been unable to break through for countless thousands of years, allowing it to become the seventh song.
The feeling of panic and lightning entering my body was really uncomfortable.
But regardless of whether it was panic or eager, the lightning exploded instantly.
Then, countless thunders rolled across the entire river, turning into a sea of thunder.
The seven dragon-carved beasts roared miserably and rolled in the river, trying to escape but unable to leave.
Han Muye shook his head.
The souls and physical powers of the alien beasts living in the River Styx are extremely powerful, but their control over the power of heaven and earth is extremely poor.
Although the thunder he inspired was powerful, it could only make the Heavenly Immortal fall and the Golden Immortal escape.
With the physical strength of the seven-headed dragon carving beast, it can be completely resisted.
But these seven dragon-carved beasts only rely on instinct and have no real use of power.
This is a sign of not awakening the power of bloodline.
"boom--"
The thunder light enveloped the seven dragon-carved beasts and turned them into a cocoon of light.
Han Muye himself sank into the river, constantly absorbing the energy and blood power from the river.
There was also a bloody cocoon of light surrounding him.
In the cocoon of light, endless energy and blood surged continuously.
I don't know how much time had passed, but when Han Muye opened his eyes again, the blood power gathered like a tide, and the phantom of Kui Niu reappeared behind him.
This time Kui Niu's power was directly solidified.
The golden body, with long horns reaching up to the sky, and lightning flashing in his eyes, looks like an ancient Kui ox resurrected.
The divine light in Han Muye's eyes intertwined, he pondered for a moment, and took out one of the last two divine thunders in his hand.
This is the magical power gathered by the sleeping Kui Niu from the prehistoric era.
Each one is the top killing treasure in the fairy world.
He raised his hand to hold the divine thunder, and without hesitation, he channeled its power and crashed into Kui Niu's body behind him.
"Bang——"
The power of the divine thunder was so powerful that it directly smashed Kui Niu's body into pieces.
The divine thunder that Kui Niu refined back then still had a lot of power stored in it, but now that the power of the second divine thunder has poured in, it is no longer able to control it.
In the surrounding river, the already surging thunder roared again, and the seven-headed dragon carving beast wrapped in a cocoon of light screamed miserably again.
Kui Niu's body exploded and never came together again.
The power of blood and qi in Han Muye's body surged, merged with the power of the divine thunder and the power of Kui Niu, and then crashed into his divine treasure.
The sword of the soul that he originally hid in his mind flashed and fell into his mind.
There are four Five Elements Divine Furnaces in the divine treasure, and they are also running away in panic at this time.
The energy, blood and divine thunder collided into the divine treasure, and the power of Kui Niu gathered together and intertwined with the power of the divine souls scattered in the divine treasure.
A long sword gleaming with lightning appeared.
There were flashes of lightning on this long sword, and the sword was blood red, revealing the power of blood that made people tremble all over.
Condensed in Qi and blood, tied to the soul.
Using the blood and thunder as a sword, it can cut off the power of heaven and earth!
Han Muye's eyes flashed brightly, he raised his hand, and the third sword of the soul fell into his palm.
As soon as the sword appeared, the surrounding river water began to tremble.
The water of the Styx means surrender in front of this sword.
"To cut off heaven and earth, let's call this sword the Absolute Immortal Sword."
Han Muye's soul has been condensed into three long swords.
An Immortal Killing Sword was made by combining his aura and soul to gather the intention to kill. With this sword, he can fight against the sky. It is now stored in the God Realm to guard his cave.
A trapping immortal sword that can turn into tens of millions is the result of the combination of his immortal power and essence, and the comprehension of the power of the Zhoutian Formation. The trapped and powerful cannot extricate themselves. Now this sword is hidden in Han Muye's mind.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! One is a sword that combines the endless energy and blood with the power of thunder to activate the power of the soul.
The power attribute of this sword is connected with the River Styx, which can block the power of heaven and earth. It also has the magical power of thunder, which can block all things.
Each of these three swords has different powers, but they all have their own characteristics.
If they can be used in combination, the power is unimaginable.
The condensation of the third Soul Sword represents the perfection of Han Muye's own swordsmanship.
His soul has touched Da Luo, his perception of power is that of the Immortal Lord, and he has the power of two rules that even the Immortal Lord is pursuing.
Now that his three soul swords have been condensed, his cultivation has reached the critical point of the Golden Immortal.
But in this River of Styx, even if the power of cultivation is improved, it cannot attract the power of heaven and earth to infuse it. It is better to suppress it temporarily.
Han Muye had an idea. He planned to suppress his cultivation and not be promoted to the Golden Immortal for the time being, and then step into the Golden Immortal when he returned to the fairy world.
Anyway, his combat power is not linked to his cultivation level.
Holding a long sword, Han Muye looked at the cocoon of thunder and lightning ahead.
As soon as the long sword was drawn, a green sword light chopped the light cocoon into pieces.
The cold sword light pointed at the seven dragon-carved beasts.
The dragon carving beast was trembling all over, its wings spread out on its back, and just as it was about to charge forward, the lightning on Han Muye's long sword exploded.
The dragon carving beast screamed and was once again enveloped in lightning.
When the lightning dissipated, the eyes of the seven heads of the dragon carving beast revealed a fierce light.
Han Muye didn't wait for it to move and slashed it down again with his sword.
When the lightning dissipated, a pair of wings appeared behind the dragon carving beast.
With the extra pair of wings, the power naturally increased a lot. Seven heads roared and four pairs of wings spread out.
Then, what greeted it was a sword slash.
The most painful thing in the world is lack of strength.
What's even more painful is that after your strength improves, you find out that it's still not enough.
The seventh song was born, but the strength was insufficient.
The fourth pair of wings was formed, but the power was insufficient.
Awakening the power of bloodline, the strength is insufficient.
Transformed into a human being, he still lacks strength.
"boom--"
Han Muye slashed out with his sword, and the stern black-robed young man standing in front of him was directly chopped away.
The sword light and thunder light swirled around, causing his body to twist continuously. One moment he transformed into a seven-headed dragon-carved beast, and the other moment he transformed into a young man in black robe.
"I, I, I'm convinced, I'm convinced..."
I have never spoken human words before, and the first thing I said was, "I'm convinced."
Han Muye smiled and slowly sheathed his sword.
He has discovered that the so-called seven-headed dragon-carved beast is nothing but a strange beast containing the blood of the Nine Phoenixes.
Jiufeng, also known as the nine-headed bird in ancient times.
It was a powerful beast that competed with the Phoenix and could walk in flames.
The awakened bloodline power and inheritance memory of these seven dragon-carved beasts are not much, and they have no names.
Han Muye named him Han Qi.
Who told this guy to have seven heads?
Stepping out of the Styx River and landing on the rocks, Han Qi stuttered and told Han Muye about his experience on the Styx River.
Among the strange beasts that survive in the rocky reef, Han Qi is not the strongest.
They were transformed with the help of the power of the Styx, and have been growing here ever since.
Immortal Lord Styx fell here and was suppressed by a spear. The power in his body escaped and turned into the Styx.
"The Immortal Lord is here, at the bottom of the Holy City of Styx."
"We, actually, won't hurt him."
"The ones who really want to hurt him are the people in the Holy City."
"The Great Elder, use the soul-suppressing banner to refine..." Han Qi gestured.
The great elder in the Holy City of Styx disappeared a million years ago, but he was actually refining the immortal soul with the help of the soul-suppressing flag.
The alien beasts and underworld beasts in the Slaughter Reef sensed this and knew that once the Immortal Lord's soul fell and the Great Elder of the Holy City's combat power expanded, they would definitely hunt them down, so they united to stop the Holy City.
For millions of years, the Holy City has been suppressed.
The Great Elder could not rely on the power of the Holy City, so he used the soul-suppressing flag to absorb the power of countless practitioners.
He spread all kinds of news, attracted outside practitioners to the holy city, and integrated the soul power of these outsiders into the soul-suppressing banner.
"He is already very strong." Han Qi looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and whispered: "Maybe he is stronger than you."
What Han Qi said came from his induction of power.
There may be deviations, but the great elder of Styx Holy City is probably really very strong.
Otherwise, he would not dare to take action to refine the soul of Immortal Lord Styx.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the sky.
The place where he is now is not controlled by the power of the Styx. It seems that neither the Great Elder of the Holy City nor the Immortal Lord of the Styx can sense him.
If he appears in a place controlled by the power of Styx, he will be sensed.
He turned his head and looked at the void around him, with a smile on his face.
He can see through the aura of heaven and earth, and can use this method to walk in places unknown to the Immortal Lord of the Styx and the Great Elder of the Holy City.
"Where are those strong men in the Random Reef you mentioned?"
"Let's go meet together."
Han Muye looked at Han Qi.
Han Qi nodded and transformed into a seven-headed dragon carving beast again. Then with a low roar, he carried Han Muye and flew up to the sky.
I didn't realize it before, but now on the back of the dragon carving beast, Han Muye saw a different scene.
The rocks are clearly arranged in a strange formation.
Although it was just a peek, Han Muye deduced and got some information.
This formation is a formation to lock in the dissipation of power, and it is also a formation of suppression.
I wonder if this formation was arranged by Immortal Lord Styx himself or by his opponent?
Although Han Qi could not see the aura of power, wherever he flew over, there were gathering places of alien power.
This seems to be some kind of reaction produced in the body after living in the River Styx for a long time.
After flying for more than half a day with Han Muye on their backs, they landed on an island that was much larger than Xuanming Island.
There is some greenery on this island, which is extremely rare amid the blood-colored river water.
"Lao Zhu and Lao Feng live on Fenglin Island." Han Qi, who transformed into a human, stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
"The true form of Mr. Zhu is a bamboo forest. Mr. Feng, I don't know."
Looking at Han Muye, Han Qi's eyes fell on the long sword behind him.
"Lao Feng can also use a sword."
A strange beast that can use a sword?
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Walking slowly forward with Han Qi, he watched the rare scenery around him as he walked.
The stacked gravel is somewhat elegant, and the small trees also have a certain shape.
The gravel road is paved with bluestone, which is different from the surrounding black rocks.
Walking forward, a continuous bamboo forest appears in front of you.
Green bamboo leaves and branches sway in the wind, and the gentle breeze from the river makes the bamboo forest make a soft sound.
It's a good scene.
But what is this place?
This is the depths of the River Styx!
The blood-colored water reflected in the surroundings made the scenery on the island look so unreal.
Further forward, through the bamboo forest, a thatched house is located among them.
There is a small courtyard in front of the thatched house, stone tables and benches, and some dried fish hanging on wooden racks for drying.
Are there fish in the River Styx?
In front of the stone table, two white-haired old men were sitting upright, seemingly playing chess.
Seeing Han Muye and Han Qi arriving, the two old men turned their heads.
The old man in gray robe has a simple face and a long beard, showing a bit of kindness.
The old man in black robes had a sharp halo in his eyes and a somewhat cold look on his face.
"Hey, you actually transformed?" The old man in gray robe looked at Han Qi, surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Your cultivation seems to have improved a lot."
The black-robed old man's eyes fell on Han Muye, then he raised his eyebrows and looked at the sword behind Han Muye.
"Sword cultivator?"
There seemed to be sword intent surging through him.
Han Qi turned to look at Han Muye, and then said: "This is my eldest brother, and I will follow him from now on."
At this time, they had already reached the small courtyard.
Hearing Han Qi say to follow Han Muye, the two old men looked at each other.
"You are the first person in millions of years to be able to subdue the dragon carving beast on the River Styx." The kindness on the gray-robed old man's face turned into solemnity.
"Who are you?"
Although the old man in black robe opposite him did not speak, a green sword light flashed in front of him.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he slowly stepped forward.
He looked at the black and white chess pieces on the table, with a hint of depth in his eyes.
"Two seniors are here to talk? It just so happens that Han is also good at this."
As his voice fell, the black and white chess pieces on the table exploded and turned into countless golden streams of light.
The golden stream of light condensed into a beam of light in the horrified gazes of the two old men, covering all four of their bodies.
"Is this a void world?"
"No, it's a place of nothingness."
The two old men whispered to each other and looked at Han Muye.
"Leading us into a place of nothingness is to challenge us?"
"One against two?"
On the two of them, two powers of different attributes surged.
Green bamboo leaves appeared around the old man in gray robes, and two soft bamboo whips danced gently in his hands.
A pair of sapphire-like swords appeared behind the black-robed old man. He raised his hand to draw the sword and held the swords upside down.
"Two swords?" A fighting spirit appeared in Han Muye's eyes.
"interesting."
"Canglang——"
He unsheathed the sword behind him, stepped out with one step, and struck down hard with the sword.
The sword was so fast, and the sword light seemed to split the land of nothingness into pieces.
Fortunately, this place has returned to nothingness, and even if it is broken, there will be no way to break it up.
This sword strike is just a direct strike.
But under this extremely direct sword, the expressions of the two old men turned solemn.
The old man in gray robe raised his hand, and the long bamboo whip caused the endless green bamboo leaves to block in front of him and rotate continuously.
The old man in black robe moved and disappeared from where he was.
"Bang——"
The sword light collided with the bamboo leaves, severely splitting the layered curtain formed by the bamboo leaves, and then hit the bamboo whip in the palm of the old man in gray robe.
The bamboo whip shattered in response, and the old man in gray robe turned pale, and his whole body turned backwards.
As his body moved, the power on Han Muye's sword was released, and the sword light shattered into nothingness.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he raised the sword in his hand again.
At this moment, Han Qi behind him showed horror in his eyes and whispered: "Be careful——"
In front of him, the old man in black robe suddenly appeared with his swords intertwined and stabbed towards Han Muye's neck.
quick.
ruthless.
This sword is comparable to Han Muye's move to reverse the crescent moon.
"boom--"
Han Muye didn't seem to notice the old man in black robe at all, and he still cut down the big sword in his hand.
However, when he slashed out this sword, he quietly took half a step forward.
Just this half step directly separated the space between him and the swords.
With the magnificent sword light hitting his head, the gray-robed old man did not dare to resist anymore and retreated.
The sword in the black-robed old man's hand fell empty, and he twirled his hands and drew the sword again.
But at this time, Han Muye took another step forward and slashed the sword in his hand again.
The old man in gray robe retreats again.
The scene in front of Han Qi was strange.
Han Muye suppressed Zhu Lao, who was wearing a gray robe, with one man and one sword.
He used his sword skills to assassinate the dominant Feng Lao. He struck with two swords, but he couldn't even touch Han Muye's hair.
Are these the same Mr. Zhu and Mr. Feng that I have known for so many years?
Didn't these two suppress the indiscriminate killings on the reef and give orders to all parties?
As if sensing Han Qi's thoughts, the gray-robed old man who kept retreating took a deep breath.
Looking at Han Muye's long sword slashed down again, he raised his hands, connected the bamboo whips, and the interlacing turned into a blue bamboo braid.
Layers upon layers, bamboo branches are connected, and bamboo leaves are interspersed among them, revealing the green color.
He wanted to take Han Muye's sword forcefully.
But the moment the bamboo weave appeared, horror flashed across his face.
Because he saw the big sword in Han Muye's hand change direction.
later.
Lift the sword, twist, and spin!
"when--"
Feng Lao, who was dressed in black, was chopped away with a sword!
This strong man who used his swordsmanship to slaughter the reefs was unable to fight back under this sword.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Feng Lao, who had just stopped after flying thousands of feet away, shouted lowly, his eyes shining brightly.
Holding the sword upside down with both hands, he spun around and disappeared.
Han Muye smiled softly and slashed down with the big sword in his hand.
"when--"
The pale-faced Feng Lao appeared under the big sword and barely blocked Han Muye's big sword with his two-handed sword.
"How can it be……"
Looking at Han Muye's sword in panic, he didn't understand why his unique skill was seen through.
In this chaotic reef, relying on this close-range sword, he could kill countless masters.
But today, his swordsmanship and his natural body skills were actually seen through.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Impossible!" With a low voice, his body transformed into a golden slender-waisted golden bee, his wings spread out, and his body moved towards
Han Muye pounced.
"Mr. Feng even forced his true body out." Han Qi from behind twitched his lips.
In so many years, he has only seen Feng Lao reveal his true form three times.
For these old guys who have transformed, revealing their true form is something they are extremely reluctant to do.
Only when you are forced to the point of being helpless will you reveal your true form and fight.
"No, this guy is so strong." Zhu Lao, who was gathering the bamboo leaves at the side, also had a look of confusion on his face.
Seeing the slender-waisted Golden Bee figure approaching quickly, Han Muye suddenly put away the sword in his hand.
The next moment, a purple dagger was held upside down in his left hand.
"Stab-"
With a wave of his hand, his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already on the left side of the slender-waisted Golden Bee. The dagger turned upwards and rubbed against the waist of the slender-waisted Golden Bee, leaving a golden scratch.
This sword made Zhu Lao and Han Qi widen their eyes.
The slender-waisted golden bee spread its wings and retreated sharply.
But at this moment, Han Muye's dagger followed with another strike.
"Stab-"
The left wing of the slender-waisted golden bee trembled, and there was a sword mark on it.
"呲呲——"
The slender-waisted golden bee roared in fear and moved its wings again.
"Stab-"
A sword on the left side of the waist.
"Stab-"
The left wing has a sword.
"Stab-"
…
"Pa—" Feng Lao, who was transformed into a human, and whose clothes were in tatters, fell and looked at Han Muye with fear on his face.
"Why is your sword so strong..."
Not only the sword, but also the movement technique and the strangeness of the sword were all something he had never imagined before.
Hearing his words, Han Muye shook his head and slowly sheathed his sword.
"There are countless swordsmen in the world, but I can only conquer 99% of them."
"When it comes to swordsmanship, there may still be people in the world who are better than me."
Looking at Feng Lao, he had a calm expression on his face: "Your swordsmanship is too bad."
Feng Lao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Zhu Lao on the side looked at the sword condensed with bamboo leaves in front of him, and waved his hands away.
Han Qi opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
"boom--"
The land of nothingness dispersed, and the black and white chess pieces on the stone table were clearly visible. It was as if the battle just now had never happened.
However, the clothes on the black-robed Feng Lao were torn into pieces.
"Ahem, fellow Taoist, you are good at swordsmanship." Looking at his clothes, Mr. Feng's shoulders trembled slightly and he looked up at Han Muye.
He couldn't imagine this swordsmanship at all.
Opposite me, Mr. Zhu also had a complicated expression on his face and nodded lightly.
Practice in the world and speak with strength.
Han Muye came to the island and walked into the small courtyard. He didn't do anything but had a fight.
Fists can solve many problems.
For example, at this time, they can sit around the small stone table and talk without any hindrance.
Han Qi roughly introduced his experience of being brutally tortured by Han Muye.
When they heard that Han Muye was the true form of Kui Niu and could control thunder, Elder Zhu and Elder Feng's eyes lit up.
"I once went out of the River Styx and experienced the catastrophe." There was a look of nostalgia on Mr. Zhu's face.
"That taste, eh..."
The taste of heavenly calamity is not just like that.
Anyway, just shiver.
Han Qi could not help but tremble again as he recalled the fear of being struck by Han Muye with his long sword, his whole body being filled with thunder, and his whole body unable to move.
However, there was a hint of curiosity on Mr. Feng's face, and he was a little eager to try.
He never left the River Styx.
Han Muye did not hide his purpose of coming to Styx.
One is to search for the remains of Immortal Lord Styx, and the other is to find Li Mubai.
In fact, looking at it now, the two things can be combined into one thing.
"If we are looking for those missing practitioners, they are probably all in the Holy City." Zhu Lao narrowed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.
"The Great Elder of the Holy City, Ke Shou'en, used the Soul Suppressing Banner to refine the Immortal Lord's soul, in an attempt to refine the Immortal Lord's body and soul into the Soul Suppressing Banner."
"Some of the various messages scattered in other realms are the backhand of the Immortal Lord, and some are deliberately spread by Ke Shou'en to attract people to the Holy City."
Whether it was the message from the Blood River Patriarch in Han Muye's hand or the news from other practitioners that the Styx River could reverse life and death, they all came from the Holy City.
There are now two factions in the Holy City.
One side supports the Great Elder Ke Shou'en and quietly follows him, hoping to refine the Immortal Lord.
One side supports the Immortal Lord and wants to resurrect the Immortal Lord Styx.
"We, the creatures in the Styx, are bound here and cannot stay away for the rest of our lives." Feng Lao had a complicated expression on his face.
The creatures here have various constraints. They may be very powerful with the help of the Styx River, but their combat power will be greatly reduced if they leave the Styx River.
On the other hand, if they want to stay away from the River Styx, they will also be threatened by the power of the River Styx.
According to what Feng Lao said, if he leaves the Styx, his natural strength will be continuously weakened.
"Whether it is a ghost beast or other strange beasts, they all have their own constraints."
"We also wanted to escape, but unfortunately, we failed."
Zhu Lao looked at Han Muye and Han Qi and said softly: "If you can leave, then leave."
"When Ke Shouen refines the Immortal Lord, they will become the masters of this world. At that time, everyone will be refined into the Soul-Suppressing Banner by him."
The Holy City is just an illusion.
Those who reverse life and death use the power of the soul in the soul-suppressing flag to stimulate life.
When Ke Shouen wants to take back this power, he can just take action directly.
Just cutting leeks.
Han Muye's expression turned solemn.
He was originally planning not to go to the Holy City for the time being, but now it seems that if he doesn't go, Ancestor Tao Ran and the others will suffer.
Once you accept the power of the soul in the soul-suppressing banner, it will be difficult to get rid of it.
"It seems we really have to go to the Holy City." Han Muye whispered, looking up at the sky in the distance.
Elder Zhu and Elder Feng looked at each other.
"Fellow Daoist Han, if you really go there, we can help you."
"Although it is impossible for us to defeat Ke Shou'en who is in charge of the soul-suppressing banner, we can hinder the power of the Holy City."
Zhu Lao lowered his voice and said.
The powerful weapon that severely damaged Immortal Lord Styx back then was a spear.
This gun suppressed the Immortal Lord Styx under the Holy City and could not be revived.
If Han Muye pulls out this gun, he can awaken the Immortal Lord Styx.
As long as the Immortal Lord Styx wakes up, Ke Shouen's power will inevitably be under threat.
"Okay, I'll go look for that war gun." Han Muye nodded.
Han Muye and Han Qi left Fenglin Island, and Han Qi continued to transform into a dragon eagle beast, carrying him away.
Watching the two figures disappear, Feng Lao's eyes revealed a deep darkness.
"This person's swordsmanship is extremely strong, and it may be possible to pull out a war spear."
Zhu Lao nodded, his eyes equally profound.
"After so many years of suffering, the opportunity is right in front of me."
"Inform them."
…
"Brother Han, are you really going to the Holy City?" Han Qi's voice came from mid-air.
"What Mr. Feng and Mr. Zhu said may not be true."
Han Qi truly surrendered, and he was thinking about Han Muye when he spoke.
Han Muye said nothing.
For him, how could he trust the other party directly?
He raised his hand, revealing a jade-colored bamboo flute in his palm.
This was given to him by Zhu Lao. At the critical moment, he could summon the strange beasts in the Reef to attack the Holy City.
Looking at the bamboo flute, Han Muye had a smile on his face.
With this thing, he can see many things he wants to see.
For example, where did Mr. Zhu and the others come from?
"Buzz——"
The sword intent was poured into it, the bamboo flute vibrated gently, and Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.
Layers of images appeared in his mind.
old.
vast.
Under the shelter of the tall trees, countless plants grow freely.
But these plants were eventually destroyed in a great war.
The giant tree reaching the sky also collapsed.
"It turns out that he was the person who measured the calamity last time." Han Muye whispered softly.
Zhu Lao, Feng Lao, and many other creatures who remained in the Random Reef all survived from the previous calamity.
But they are different.
Han Qi only retained his bloodline, but Zhu Lao himself came from that era.
Even if the living beings who survived from that era did not become powerful immortals, they were certainly extremely powerful.
In the previous battle, Zhu Lao was too weak.
"It seems that it's all a calculation..."
Standing up slowly, Han Muye's eyes gathered with divine light.
He could see the breaths blending in front of him, and the bloody power of the Styx appeared.
"Go directly to the Holy City."
Following his low shout, Han Qi spread out four pairs of wings, and his body stirred up endless wind.
The moment the seven dragon-carved beasts rushed into the area controlled by the Styx, Han Muye felt a strange force coming to investigate.
He had a smile on his face and looked straight ahead.
The seven dragon-carved beasts roared loudly, causing the waters of the Styx to surge.
A body of ten thousand feet crosses the River Styx, and there is a powerful response from the distance between heaven and earth.
There is the Holy City.
"boom--"
Lines of golden light curtains rose.
Still tens of thousands of miles away, Han Muye could see the light flashing above the Holy City.
The light curtain can clearly reveal the figures of the seven dragon-carved beasts.
"Seven-headed dragon carving beast!"
"It's the seven-headed dragon beast!"
"Quick, warning, the seven dragon-carved beasts are going straight to the Holy City!"
Countless cries were made, and the entire holy city began to be in chaos.
On top of the tall city wall, Styx ferrymen wearing black robes appeared one after another.
Everyone looked solemnly, staring closely at the ten thousand-foot-long body in the light curtain.
The six-headed dragon-carved beast that even the Great Elder could not tame back then has now become seven-headed, and its combat power has increased countless times.
Such tyrannical beasts are attacking, the great elder is missing, and the soul-suppressing flag is not there. How can the Holy City resist it?
"Then, what is that..." Someone stared with wide eyes, looking at the figure standing on top of the dragon carving beast's largest head.
That was a figure wearing a green robe, a face armor, and carrying a black magic sword.
The dragon carving beast spread its wings and flew away, and the figure stood above it, as steady as a rock!
There is a person standing above the head of the dragon carving beast!
As the dragon carving beast got closer and closer, countless people in the holy city saw the figure above its head.
"It's him!"
"He's not dead!"
"He surrendered the seven-headed dragon carving beast..."
There were many whispers coming from the Holy City.
Those were the practitioners on the eighteen boats on the Styx that arrived a hundred days ago.
On the top of the city, Qu Qian and others stared, watching the dragon carving beast stop in mid-air, and the figure standing on it looked as if he had just stepped into the air!
"Fellow Taoists from Styx Holy City, do you want to pay back the gold beads you owe Han?"
Han Muye stood on top of the dragon carving beast, looking at the chaotic holy city, with a slight smile on his face, and spoke lightly.