Two Great Sun, Golden Crow and Yuanlings rushed forward.
Some of the powerful men from various races who were besieging the Sky Star Unicorn in front turned around and shouted in surprise.
"Someone's coming to steal the unicorn!"
"Stop them!"
One after another figures rushed towards the sky, blocking Han Muye and Mu Changkong.
"open!"
Mu Changkong shouted loudly, and slashed down with the long knife in his hand, leaving a clear stream of light hundreds of feet away.
Thousands of feet ahead, the heaven and earth seemed to be cut open with a knife, endless phantom light shone, and the power of heaven and earth was imprisoned.
The strong men of various races standing in front of the two men were knocked away uncontrollably.
Mu Changkong had no intention of killing, otherwise he would kill at least ten people with this sword!
"Go!" Han Muye moved, passed through the human wall in front of him, and stabbed the five-foot-tall unicorn in front of the head with his spear.
This attack came so suddenly that neither the surrounded unicorns nor the masters of various races who surrounded and killed the unicorns could react.
"Bang——"
The spear pierced the unicorn's head, and a golden beam of light rose.
The sound of explosion resounded for ten miles.
A golden horn that was ten feet long shattered into pieces, and a ball of light golden light flew out.
"True Spirit Star Bead!"
"The star beads bred by the Sky Star Unicorn can help the ninth level of Yuanling condense the true spirit bone!"
Countless shouts rang out, and the figures surrounding the unicorns in front rushed towards the True Spirit Star Bead.
Han Muye's eyes glowed with golden light, and the spear in his hand shook.
"boom--"
The shadow of the Golden Crow emerged and crashed in all directions.
All the powerful men of all races below the eighth level Yuanling were knocked away. Only the eighth level Yuanling and the masters above could barely stand in the air.
This blow stunned everyone.
too strong!
No one at the ninth level of Yuanling would dare to face such a blow directly.
After repelling everyone, Han Muye raised his hand and held the golden bead in his hand.
"Woo——"
Below, the Sky Star Unicorn, whose horns were cut off by a single shot, roared in pain, its body covered in golden light turned into stars, and it hooded its head towards Han Muye.
Han Muye swung the golden beads towards Mu Changkong, then shouted: "Brother Mu, let's go first."
Mu Changkong reached out to take the golden bead and saw that Han Muye was surrounded by powerful men from all races.
Below, several unicorns also rushed towards Han Muye.
"Okay." Behind Mu Changkong, the Golden Crow Yuanling surged, the Golden Crow's shadow at the peak of the ninth level Yuanling appeared, and a burst of red flames rose up.
Golden Crow Divine Flame!
The divine flames wrapped Mu Changkong's body and flew away with him.
He wants to find a safe place to refine the Star Beads and let his cultivation take that step.
As long as you can reach the true spiritual realm, this hunt will be worth it.
Seeing Mu Changkong leave, the tribesmen who were originally following Han Shan and Mu Yang Shan looked at each other nervously and stepped back unconsciously.
Han Muye was surrounded and Mu Changkong left. The two Golden Crow tribes had no masters and could not go far at all.
"Array up!"
In the Han Shan Department, Han Yunhe's voice sounded.
Han Chaohu was stationed in Hanshan, and among the tribesmen who followed Han Muye to hunt, the elder Han Yunhe was the most prestigious.
It was Han Yunhe who organized the army in the past.
"boom--"
As Han Yunhe shouted, three thousand members of the Han Shan tribe took action.
The Golden Crow Yuanlings connected one after another, merged suddenly, and turned into a thousand-foot Golden Crow shadow.
"rush--"
The shadow of the Golden Crow shrouded the area for protection, and the army rushed towards the hills ahead.
Since the head of the family is trapped in front, how can he not rush forward?
The Jinwu people in Muyang Mountain looked at each other.
"Rescue the Hanshan tribe chief!" the old man standing in front shouted, raised his hand, waved his wooden stick, and rushed forward.
The leader of the Hanshan tribe snatched the Heavenly Star Golden Pearl for the head of his family. Of course, they must do their best to rescue the Hanshan tribe.
About ten thousand people from other ethnic groups followed closely behind.
The other tribes dispersed in a hurry.
Attacking a large community of 300,000 people, isn't this looking for death?
"Buzz——"
When Han Shan's troops rushed to the hill, there was a sudden roar in front of them.
A golden stream of light rushed out.
Han Muye!
Who is that figure wearing golden armor and holding a spear in his hand if it's not Han Muye?
At this time, blood appeared all over Han Muye's body, and he waved the spear in the book at an extremely fast speed.
Whether it was the stars in the sky or the weapons of the powerful men from all races, they were all blocked one by one.
The power of one person can defeat a thousand armies!
"boom--"
The spear turned into nine golden crow shadows, and the golden crow shadows rushed in all directions, knocking away the powerful men of all races who were besieging them.
Han Muye stood in the air with a single gun.
For a time, the surrounding strong men of all races did not dare to take the lead.
"Humph, the Golden Crow tribe is indeed arrogant." Someone snorted coldly, but did not take action.
"Snatch the Golden Pearl of the Sky Star, take over this grudge!" someone shouted, but the figure was nowhere to be found.
Han Muye pointed his spear forward with a calm expression.
It's very simple. No matter how much nonsense you talk, it's useless. If you have the ability, come up and fight.
"Woo——"
A unicorn more than three feet tall screamed and flew towards Han Muye.
The single horn above the head gathers golden starlight and condenses into a point.
This single horn tore through the heaven and earth, bringing with it a heart-stopping stream of light.
If hit by this blow, even the ninth level of Yuanling will be directly shattered!
Everyone stepped back and watched coldly as the unicorn locked Han Muye's body hit him.
Han Muye raised the spear in his hand, a golden halo flashing in his eyes.
"kill!"
The shadow of the Golden Crow, which had turned into nine streams of light, appeared, merged into one, and stood in front of the spear.
The most powerful strike among the Nine Heavens Spear Techniques, Nine Heavens Unite.
The spear collided with the unicorn's horn, causing the void to explode in a radius of ten thousand feet, and countless figures to hit back.
The unicorn's horn snapped in response, and a ball of silver light flew out.
This bead can help people step into the ninth level of Yuanling.
Han Muye stretched out his hand to grab the bead, stepped forward, put away his spear, and landed in front of the golden crow transformed by Han Shanbu.
The Golden Crow's wings spread out to protect his body.
"You can come if you want to fight to the death."
Putting away his spear, Han Muye turned his gaze to the hill and spoke calmly.
His hand slowly stretched forward.
This is the starting gesture for wielding a sword to kill an enemy.
If these powerful men from all races really came to attack, he would not hold back.
He could feel the whisper of the long swords in the Wanhe sword box behind him.
Desire to kill.
After all, it is a sword, and it is a weapon for killing.
To rob or not?
The strong men from all races looked at each other with gloomy expressions on their faces.
Not willing to give in, but not daring to take the lead.
"snort."
An old man from the Yunma tribe snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, held the ten-foot-long golden sword in his hand, turned around and left.
Everyone else retreated one by one.
"The patriarch is mighty!"
Seeing the 300,000 troops retreating in front, Han Jin's face was full of excitement and he shouted loudly.
"The patriarch is mighty——"
Three thousand Jinwu clan members shouted.
Behind them, the Golden Crow tribe in Muyang Mountain also raised their arms and roared wildly.
A group of less than 10,000 people can face an army of 300,000 people without retreating, and even let the other party take the initiative to give in. How domineering is this?
Han Muye raised his hand and everyone stopped cheering.
"Let's go."
They have already given in, and there is no need for further provocation here.
He turned his head, a look of regret flashing across his face.
If you can really fight in the wilderness with swordsmanship, it will be extremely refreshing.
After leading the tribe for three hundred miles, a roaring sound suddenly came.
In the distance, a large army like blue clouds rode chariots and galloped forward.
That is the army of Xuanling Fairy Kingdom!
It is not as majestic as the battle formation of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, but the chariots are running and the invincible momentum is fully displayed. No one dares to stand in front of the battle formation.
The torrent of chariots rolled forward, and it took an hour for them to rush away.
All the tribes in the wilderness got out of the way, not daring to face him directly.
Han Muye stared closely at the chariots.
These tanks are extremely sophisticated.
The weapon refining method is very clever.
Han Muye had seen the style of these chariots from a treasure.
Back in the Ruins Realm, Xu Jue gave him the black jade ruler that contained the original power.
Xu Jue is the Lord of the Remnant Souls of the Ruins Realm, and he was once a powerful immortal who had survived countless calamities.
The jade ruler contains the memory of this chariot.
There is also a method of refining.
Looking at it this way, is there any connection between the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom in the wilderness and the inheritance of Xu Jue?
Han Muye felt that there seemed to be unimaginable and shocking secrets hidden in the wilderness.
The army moved forward, and more and more powerful ethnic groups in front were defeated.
"The strange beast Volcano Clouded Leopard, the King of Speed and Flame, and the ninth-level Yuanling powerhouse can't stop it!"
"It's so powerful. The ancient beast, the iron-backed gray bear, can smash mountains and rivers ten miles apart with one punch!"
Many Dahuang tribesmen retreated with lingering fear.
There are also many unwilling ethnic groups who gathered together and quietly followed those big groups.
Even if you pick up some small bargains, it is still a big gain.
No matter how bad it is, it would be good to let the younger generations of the clan see a real war.
"boom--"
Above the sky, a large bird with wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun flew out and grabbed the golden crow gathered above Han Muye and the others.
The two claws were filled with ice coldness, and they directly scratched the illusory Golden Crow into pieces and tore it apart.
Han Ding and others' faces were pale and their bodies were trembling.
This is when the power of Qi and blood is broken, and everyone's souls are shaken.
The giant bird was not satisfied with tearing apart the Golden Crow here. With a flap of its wings, it smashed the Golden Crow shadow in Muyang Mountain, which was not protected by Mu Changkong, to pieces.
Turning its head, the giant bird spread its wings and flew downwards.
It wants to devour the Jinwu people in Muyang Mountain!
Below, one after another Yuan Ling rises, cyan, blue, green, all bright.
But there was clearly irrepressible contempt and viciousness in the big bird's eyes.
"It's over, the two parts of the Golden Crow are over." Someone whispered on the hill in the distance.
Everyone can see it.
This strange beast is clearly so powerful that it is extremely close to the true spirit realm.
Unless you are in the true spiritual realm, you will never be able to resist such a powerful beast.
"Although the Blue-eyed Golden Eagle is violent, it rarely leaves its own group or its base."
"I remember that the Blue-Eyed Golden Eagle's tribe is still a hundred thousand miles away, right?"
Some people looked at the big golden bird flying down in confusion and whispered in a low voice.
"Are the scattered Golden Crow tribe over there?"
"Didn't this clan leader say that all the scattered Golden Crow clan members should be gathered together?"
On a mountain ridge, a middle-aged man wearing a blue brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back and spoke in a deep voice.
There is a golden crow divine pattern appearing on his forehead.
This divine pattern is intertwined and seems to carry the power of the sun that makes people unable to look directly at it.
Behind the big man, there were several strong men from the Golden Crow tribe wearing golden armor, with solemn expressions.
"Ordinarily, they have already been gathered together at the beginning..." An old man in black robe whispered, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Chen Ju, go and save these two groups of Golden Crows." The man in green robes shouted.
Behind him, a big man in black half-armor bowed and clasped his fists. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a young man in blue armor.
"Father, the army of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty is already 30,000 miles away, and the vanguard army is about to arrive. We can't be distracted anymore." The young man stretched out his hand and pointed around.
"Father, the Golden Crow tribe here is ready for a decisive battle with the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty."
"Can't be exposed."
His words made the big man who was about to leave slightly stunned.
The big man standing in front also frowned.
"Chief Zhuoyu, forget it." An old man standing in front sighed softly.
never mind.
No help.
The others also nodded slightly.
In this hunt, the Wanhua Immortal Kingdom is the biggest enemy.
The big man standing in front had a complicated look on his face.
He is Zhuo Yu, the patriarch of the Zhuoyuan tribe, and a strong man in the true spirit realm.
But at this time, he could only choose not to help the two Golden Crow tribesmen who were alone.
Watch them die.
"Father, basically all the Golden Crows who came to the wasteland were recruited by my Zhuoyuan tribe. These people may have been bribed by the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty."
The green-armored young man suddenly spoke up, his voice was so loud that everyone was stunned.
These words made many people squint their eyes.
yes!
How come it's such a coincidence?
How could these people be attacked by the blue-eyed golden eagle and happen to be right here?
"Zhuotang, don't make random guesses." Zhuo Yu waved his hand, looked at the golden eagle that had pounced, and said in a deep voice.
"That's what father said." The young man named Zhuo Tang bowed and then looked around, "Seniors, since those two are destined to sacrifice, then let their sacrifices be well deserved."
"Make their sacrifice more tragic and attract the attention of mankind."
Zhuo Yu's eyes flashed with suppressed anger, but he did not speak.
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Anger flashed in someone's eyes.
"Haha, Prince Zhuotang is unparalleled in his resourcefulness!"
Someone whispered, and then said with a smile: "Those who do great things do not stick to trivial matters, and Prince Zhuotang likes to make decisions."
There were a few voices laughing around, but none of the obviously magnanimous people in front laughed.
Zhuo Tang lowered his head slightly, with a trace of dissatisfaction and a trace of pride flashing in his eyes.
It doesn't matter if you have good talent, or if your bloodline awakens to the blazing sun.
The general trend is overwhelming. If you don't enter the true spirit, you are just an ant!
"boom--"
Ahead, the big golden-winged bird has been knocked down.
A golden divine light exploded.
The light flashed and turned into the shadow of a great sun, golden crow, and a divine horse.
The golden crow's body has interlaced streams of light, ranging from red to purple.
"The ninth level of Yuanling, the Golden Crow bloodline has awakened, who is that?"
"What a blazing bloodline power. He has at least awakened to the realm of the blazing sun. Who is this? Why don't we know?"
There was an uproar on Zhuo Yuan's side.
Everyone watched as the golden crow pushed the blue-eyed golden eagle away.
With such powerful power, the Golden Crow bloodline has awakened to an unimaginable state.
"Who is over there?" Zhuo Yu slowly turned his head and looked at the people behind him.
Everyone shook their heads.
Zhuotang shrank his head.
"Bang——"
Han Muye flew up and threw out the spear in his hand.
For the closed-eyed golden eagle on the ninth level of Yuanling, the damage from the spear tip is not great.
The spear was thrown out, the golden eagle raised its claws, caught it, and then the spear shattered.
Behind Han Muye, the silver Yuanling light condensed into a battle armor.
With a movement of his body, he punched the sky.
Sky-shattering fist!
At this time, the Breaking Heaven Fist has been integrated with dozens of inherited boxing techniques of the Golden Crow clan, and the boxing styles have been transformed into forty-eight styles.
Every move and style carries the heroic and unrestrained attitude of the Sun-Golden Crow clan.
The body is like a long dragon, flying into the sky without regrets.
"Good boxing skills!"
In the distance, someone shouted loudly.
No matter where in the world there is, there will always be more appreciation for people with extraordinary spiritual talents.
Looking at Han Muye's boxing skills at this time, many people felt regretful.
If such people are given the opportunity to grow, they will definitely step into the true spirit in this life.
"Bang——"
The fist shadow collided with the blue-eyed golden eagle's claws.
The blue-eyed golden eagle's eyes flashed with flaming golden light, and its figure suddenly rose three feet.
Han Muye's body also paused slightly and fell downwards.
But at this moment, Han Muye turned his body to neutralize the force of the fall, and then his whole body flew to the top of the blue-eyed golden eagle's head like a windless cloud.
One punch!
The outstretched wings of the blue-eyed golden eagle were raised and sealed in front of it.
The shadow of the fist collided with the wings, causing a golden stream of light to explode.
The defense of this blue-eyed golden eagle is so strong that it is difficult to damage even the ninth-level Yuanling realm.
Han Muye's blood surged all over his body and he let out a long laugh.
His boxing skills unfolded, his figure transformed endlessly, and golden fist shadows struck down one after another.
The blue-eyed golden eagle could only barely resist with its wings and claws, fighting in mid-air.
Countless people stared wide-eyed.
Is there really anyone in the world who can defeat an alien beast of the same level purely with boxing skills?
Isn’t it true that the power of alien beasts has always far exceeded the power of all the tribes in the wilderness?
The Yuan Spirits and True Spirits mobilized by various tribes themselves come from the ancient mythical beasts.
This transformation of bloodline power eventually becomes a true spirit, and its power is not much different from that of ancient beasts.
But even if it's not much different, there is still some difference in strength.
There are very few people who can compete with the same level of beasts with their physical body and boxing skills.
"The power of the Golden Crow is the most powerful divine beast in the world, and the boxing skills of this Golden Crow tribesman are extremely mysterious."
Among the people watching the battle from a distance, someone spoke.
"Yes, this person's boxing skills have reached the point where he can transform into a golden crow and know everything."
The various tribes in the wilderness also attach great importance to the practice of boxing, but the emphasis is on its physical strength.
Few people care about fighting enemies with boxing skills.
There are very few people who have reached a high level of cultivation and use boxing to fight against the enemy.
"The Golden Crow tribe is interesting." Tens of thousands of miles away, on a tall chariot, a big man wearing a green robe and a three-yuan gold hoop hair crown had a strange look on his face.
"Well, this man's boxing skills are quite interesting." Beside the big man, the old man wearing gray and black armor said softly.
On a piece of jade in front of them, the scene of Han Muye fighting with the blue-eyed golden eagle was clearly visible.
Outside the chariots, a long array of chariots moved forward slowly.
But what is surprising is that from a distance, this huge team of chariots turned into a pack of black demonic wind wolves.
The demonic shadow wind wolves move in large groups, each one is several feet tall, and they are extremely ferocious existences in the wilderness.
As the convoy moved forward, the surrounding strange beasts panicked and moved away.
The scattered ethnic groups in the wilderness also fled one after another.
The strange thing is that when the convoy passed by, there were no ruts left on the wasteland, but instead there were many wolf footprints.
Even the breath belongs to the Demonic Shadow Wind Wolf.
Thirty thousand miles away, neat military formations were running forward.
The silver armor is like the waves of the ocean.
At the center of the army, there were dozens of generals wearing golden armor, some riding strange beasts, and some running with great strides.
In front of them, there was also a golden light curtain.
Above the light screen is also shown the scene of Han Muye fighting with the blue-eyed golden eagle.
"Huh, I'm willing to give it up. I even used the true spirit seeds as bait." A tall man with a beard shouted in a low voice while running quickly.
There was disdain on his face.
Hearing his words, the white-bearded old man on the other side smiled and said: "They think we can only take the bait if we act like them."
These words made everyone around him smile even more.
When the screen on the light screen changed, it was no longer Han Muye fighting with the Golden Eagle, but a series of large tents.
Dao Dao Yuanling emerged.
It is the Yuanling power of the Golden Crow tribe.
What emerges from this scene is the gathering place where various ethnic groups from the Zhuoyuan Golden Crow tribe gather.
In the picture, various troop arrangements, defense arrangements, and attack points are all clearly revealed.
"Haha, how do these Great Wilderness ethnic groups know that I, the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, have mastered all their information?" The leading golden-armored general showed a faint smile on his face.
"Your Majesty has cultivated his spiritual skills, and with these readily available means, he can destroy the Great Wilderness ethnic group."
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In the military formation, everyone looked calm.
The Golden Crow tribe may have the glory of the past.
But they are not qualified enough to compete with the human race.
In the wilderness, the human race will inevitably rise and become the true master!
"boom--"
Han Muye punched him down. A trace of fear flashed in the blue-eyed golden eagle's eyes, and it spread its wings, trying to fly away.
"It's so powerful, it can defeat even the most powerful beasts."
"The bloodline awakening of this strong man from the Golden Crow tribe is extremely pure."
Loud shouts came from the distance.
Many of the clan masters who were watching showed excitement on their faces.
Watching the various tribes in the wilderness subjugate the alien beasts is something that can make people's blood boil.
"When the blue-eyed golden eagle leaves, I'll go make some friends with him."
"Haha, of course I have to get to know such a strong person."
Not only the surrounding onlookers, but also the masters of Zhuoyuan Department also had strange expressions on their faces.
Zhuo Yu, who was standing in front, looked calm and didn't know what he was thinking.
"It's rare..." someone whispered.
Zhuo Tang, who was standing at the back, lowered his head, with viciousness flashing in his eyes.
He turned his head slightly and looked at the old man in black robe on one side.
The old man in black robe nodded.
In the distance, a golden stream of light flew out from below where Han Muye was fighting with the blue-eyed golden eagle.
Blue-eyed golden eagle?
Yes.
A blue-eyed golden eagle only ten feet tall rushed up.
But it is dead.
It was thrown up.
died!
"call out--"
The golden eagle that originally spread its wings and wanted to leave screamed sadly, and the golden light on its body turned into blood red.
The flames in his eyes rushed out and turned into a red cloud in mid-air.
Within a radius of ten miles, the power of heaven and earth shook.
"This is being framed!"
"Who is so cruel?"
"Damn it, there are such vicious things in our wilderness!"
There were curses and exclamations all around.
A dead golden eagle chick will directly drive the golden eagle crazy.
At this time, the battle between Han Muye and Golden Eagle turned into a life-and-death situation.
A suppressed anger rose up in Zhuo Yu, and he slowly turned his head and looked at the people behind him.
"what happened?"
His eyes fell on Zhuotang.
Others also looked at Zhuotang intentionally or unintentionally.
"Father, it is unknown whether this person wants to sharpen himself with the power of the Golden Eagle."
"Maybe, he, he is," Zhuo Tang's expression changed and he said in a deep voice, "Maybe he was arranged by the human race."