The True Spirit Realm is equivalent to the Immortal Lord outside the Ruin Realm. It is the kind of existence that controls the power of rules.
Rules are the power of heaven and earth that measures calamity.
Those who can become true spirits in the wilderness are those whose own strength has been recognized and blessed by the world of the wilderness.
At this moment, dozens of miles away, Mingcheng Hou Jin Yutao just raised his hand, and the long swords flying out from behind Han Muye were directly imprisoned.
That's the rule.
Under the true spirit, there is no solution at all.
Han Muye's figure and the sword behind his back were all frozen.
"Hey, the power gap is too big." Kaiming Beast, who turned into a three-eyed white cat, whispered softly.
The true spirit is the true spirit, and the ninth level of Yuanling will always be the ninth level of Yuanling.
The strong men of various races around him also shook their heads.
The unnecessary sacrifice is really not worth it.
Perhaps, this is because you don’t know how powerful the true spirit is?
This is a gap in strength levels that cannot be bridged at all.
Even Han Muye had all kinds of means, but he couldn't break free from the rules of Marquis Mingcheng at this time.
"It's just an ant." Marquis Mingcheng sneered, and a dim sword light struck Han Muye headlong in his palm. His eyes had already turned to the three-eyed white cat beside him.
Enlightened beast.
People in Xuanling Fairy Kingdom want it, and he wants it too!
The bloodline power of the enlightened beast and the secrets hidden in its body are all needed by the true spiritual powerhouse.
With the light of the sword slashing down, his other hand was already pressing down on the enlightened beast.
Kaiming Beast exclaimed, moved his body, and ran away.
"when--"
At this moment, a crisp sound of swords clashing sounded.
Jin Yutao was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head.
Ahead, the sword he slashed out was blocked.
Han Muye held a long sword in his hand, holding it against the sword.
A ninth-level Yuanling blocked the sword of a powerful true spirit?
Everyone was a little confused.
Eyes fell on Han Muye, and someone whispered: "What kind of armor is he wearing?"
At this time, Han Muye was wearing a set of light golden battle armor.
The armor was in ruins, with signs of fragmentation visible everywhere.
But just by putting such a set of armor on his body, it directly made his power level reach the realm of true spirit.
"This armor seems to have the aura of the ancient times."
Not far away, the True Spirit strongman from the Iron Wing Dragon Clan, who was blocking the strong human race that followed Jin Yutao, frowned and stared at the armor on Han Muye.
He had never seen this armor before, but the power conveyed on it made him feel familiar.
"This, this armor——"
Jin Yutao stared closely at the damaged armor on Han Muye.
He has seen this armor before.
Your Majesty once wore this armor and was invincible in battle!
Does the person in front of me have something to do with His Majesty?
If not, how come he has the same armor as His Majesty?
The long sword was shining brightly, but at this moment, Jin Yutao did not dare to take action again.
Your Majesty is a moody person who does not care about the life or death of anyone.
But His Majesty is also a person who values friendship extremely.
He stopped, but Han Muye didn't.
Taking advantage of this moment, Han Muye was covered in black ancient battle armor, and the long sword in his hand concentrated the power of the battle armor.
The Primordial Armor has the power to crush the Immortal Lord.
Even though this armor is broken, it can still withstand the power of the true spirit.
With the armor on his body, Han Muye could feel the power of heaven and earth constantly being withdrawn.
Turn the world around you into a vacuum, thereby rejecting the power of heaven and earth.
The power of Honghuang Armor lies in its rejection of the power of heaven and earth.
There are mysterious divine patterns on the armor, and its material is also a treasure from the prehistoric era, so it can suppress all rules outside of the prehistoric era.
Even if you measure calamity, you can still withstand it.
Self-contained space, self-contained world!
Honghuang Jia pushed away the power of the rules around him, and Han Muye was finally able to take action.
The long sword in his hand thrust out, and the sword light gathered into a tower.
Sword Tower.
I see!
At this moment when he drew his sword, he understood clearly in his heart.
Why are there such treasures as the Nine Yuan Sword Tower?
Why does the gathering of swords and weapons have the power to seal the town instead of destroying it?
Because the opponent is too strong and powerful, the sword light cannot break through its defense, so it can only rely on the power of rules to keep wearing it down.
Locking down the town is a last resort.
For a swordsman, if he could kill an enemy with one sword, he would have already drawn his sword and killed him without any other actions.
"town!"
The sword tower with the sword light gathered hit the head of Mingcheng Hou Jin Yutao.
Jin Yutao narrowed his eyes, with anger surging on his face.
How many people in this world have the ability to block themselves?
How many people in this world are qualified to block themselves?
Anyway, the guy opposite is definitely not qualified!
Without waiting any longer, Jin Yutao roared, and the long knife in his palm slashed out with a dark light.
"Stab-"
The sword tower broke in response.
How could Han Muye's sword be a match for the sword in the hands of a true spiritual master?
The sword tower was cut off, but it did not break into pieces, but turned into two sword towers.
Han Muye raised his hands and stood up with his sword skills.
"town--"
The two sword towers smashed down on Jin Yutao's head again.
Jin Yutao snorted coldly, took a step forward, and the knife in his hand turned into an illusion.
"Bang——"
This time, the two sword towers shook and slowly collapsed.
However, the sword tower collapsed, but it still did not turn into nothingness as imagined. Instead, it was divided into long swords.
This sword tower is originally composed of long swords.
Han Muye clasped his hands together and raised them above his head.
The power of the prehistoric armor on his body was instantly poured into him, turning him into a golden armored warrior of a hundred feet.
The war general raised the sword in his hand and slashed downwards.
"Bang——"
Jin Yutao took a step back.
Just one step.
But in the eyes of the people around him, this step was like the earth shattering.
Use the power of Yuanling to repel the true spirit!
No matter what kind of armor Han Muye was wearing, this step represented that the ant shook the elephant.
Yuan Ling can also face the true spirit!
After this sword strike, the power of heaven and earth in the surrounding world seemed to be transformed.
Countless masters from various tribes and tribes in the wilderness have fighting spirit gathered in their bodies.
This is the germination of a seed of strength.
"court death--"
Jin Yutao was furious, he was just careless.
If he had tried his best, he could have chopped the long sword into pieces with just one strike.
However, when he charged forward with his sword, he saw the opponent's sword raised again.
"Jin Yuhou, how about joining forces?"
Han Muye's voice echoed loudly.
Join forces!
Previously, Han Muye was only qualified to endure ten breaths in front of a true spirit powerhouse.
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But at this time, he was talking about joining forces.
He joined forces with Jin Yuhou.
With one strike of the sword, he has the qualifications to be on an equal footing with the true spiritual masters and the human race's masters who can command tens of millions of armies!
"Haha, among all the tribes in the wilderness, you are the first to say that you will join forces with me."
Jin Yuhou's voice sounded.
Not far away, right behind Han Muye.
A big man wearing a green robe holds a war spear in his hand.
"kill--"
Jin Yuhou's spear thrust out and blocked Jin Yutao's sword.
Han Muye chuckled lightly, and struck down again with the golden sword.
A sword.
A sword.
After three sword strikes, Jin Yutao took a step back again.
He looked up in surprise.
The sword light in front of Han Muye was still the same as before. Why could it make him retreat?
He didn't know that the swordsmanship used by Han Muye at this time was the swordsmanship of the Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.
Accumulate the power of the previous sword, and then stack the power of the subsequent sword.
The power of the three swords is added together, and the power contained in the long sword has become extremely strong, and can almost break the heaven and the earth.
"boom--"
The fourth sword!
When the sword was slashed, the heaven and earth began to shake.
The big sun and golden crow above the head emits golden light, which seems to reflect the sword.
Push away the power of heaven and earth, and then gather the power of heaven and earth!
The sword in Han Muye's hand, at this moment, has the power to kill true spirits!
Jin Yuhou's eyes were bright, he retracted the spear in his hand, and behind him was a hundred-foot-long black-horned white sheep's true spirit condensed.
The ancient mythical beast is deaf!
Jin Yuhou condenses the blood of ancient divine beasts and turns it into his own true spirit.
No wonder he is so powerful that he can command an army.
The bloodline of mythical beasts is naturally extraordinary.
As soon as the true spirit appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth turned into patches of jade.
Jin Yutao, who was knocked back by a sword on the opposite side, looked solemn, and the true spirit behind him finally materialized and solidified.
A two-headed ape.
It's not a mythical beast, it's the top-notch double-faced beast among strange beasts.
Cruel and cunning, powerful and fast.
No weaker than Jin Yuhou’s green deaf beast.
The two true spirits gathered together, causing the forces of heaven and earth to collide.
Han Muye held the long sword and slashed again.
"boom--"
This sword struck the head of Jin Yutao's true spirit, but was blocked by the true spirit who raised his arm.
But this sword is too strong.
Even the powerful real spirit of the alien beast was unsteady and took a step back.
"Roar--"
Jin Yutao's true spirit roared angrily.
Han Muye did not take action again, but retreated.
The true spirit manifested, triggering a collision of heaven and earth energy. At this time, Li Zicheng, the Marquis of Jinyu of the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, and Jin Yutao, the Marquis of the Mingcheng City of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, could only fight to the death.
This is the rule in the wilderness. When true spirits meet, they must fight to the death.
What's more, both of them are generals of the Human Clan's Immortal Dynasty. Since they are facing each other head-on, there will be no winner or loser, and whoever retreats will be a disgrace to their own country.
Until this moment, the biggest change finally occurred in this battle.
Looking at Han Muye standing with a sword, the expressions of all the masters from various races around him changed.
Who could have imagined that a fatal battle for the Golden Crow clan would end up like this.
Now, the situation is turning.
"Everyone, in this situation, what are you waiting for?"
At this moment, Han Muye suddenly shouted loudly.
Han Muye raised his hand and pointed forward: "With the armor of five million human troops, what kind of hunting can compare with such a harvest?"
"It's much better to get these armors back than to hunt powerful beasts!"
Grab the armor!
Everyone looked at the bright silver battle formation, and their eyes shone with light.
Who doesn't want this armor?
If your tribe had such armor and weapons, their combat power would be increased many times.
"In this battle, I, the Golden Crow Clan, will not take a single trophy!"
In the distance, deep in the battlefield surrounded by the army, Zhuo Yu's voice sounded.
The Golden Crow tribe does not want weapons and armor, all the weapons and armor belong to whoever grabs them.
"Their battle formation looks strong, but in fact the left Kunnan, Lidong and Zhenbei are extremely weak."
Han Muye gave a long shout, raised his hand and pointed to the left: "Han Shanbu, charge--"
rush!
After Han Muye finished speaking, Han Yunhe led all the Jinwu people from the Hanshan tribe and the Muyangshan tribe to rush out desperately.
Today's battle was full of ups and downs. As members of the Golden Crow tribe, they had already seen millions of their fellow tribesmen being surrounded and killed, and their blood had already become uncontrollable.
Now Han Muye gave an order, and the Yuanling behind everyone rose up, condensed into a thousand-foot-long golden crow shadow, and crashed towards the bright silver formation.
"Bang——"
A hole was opened in the battle formation!
It can really break the battle formation!
Until this time, the armies of all races no longer waited, roaring and charging towards the battle formation.
Not far away, chariots, driven by blue-armored soldiers, rushed towards the bright silver battle formation.
From the very beginning, when the human army besieged the Golden Crow tribe, to the chaos that followed.
Now, all the tribes of the Great Wilderness, together with the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, are surrounding and killing the five million Hua Immortal Dynasty army.
Looking at the troops of various races charging ahead, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
Not far behind him, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the enlightened beast.
"If I hadn't seen that you are from the Golden Crow tribe, I would have thought you were that human tribe that is good at planning."
The figure fell on Han Muye's shoulder. Kaiming Beast looked up and down, shook his head and said, "You should be the second smartest person in the Golden Crow tribe I have met so far."
second?
Han Muye turned his head.
The enlightened beast raised his head.
Han Muye also raised his head and looked at the sun above the sky.
It turns out that the one is number one.
Since this person is the most intelligent person in the Golden Crow tribe, he doesn't need to worry about the changes in the wilderness.
"boom--"
The real spirits collide and the earth shakes.
The battle between Jin Yutao and Jin Yuhou's true spirit prevented the surrounding armies from getting close.
The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty army in front finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the military formation began to loosen up, slowly losing the ability to separate and encircle the Golden Crow clan.
The Jinwu people turned from defense to attack, and their morale was as high as a rainbow.
The human true spirits who originally besieged Zhuo Yu and the others had to divide half of their people to resist the siege of the true spirits of all races in the wilderness.
"Li Zicheng, wait!"
"One day, I will kill you!"
Jin Yutao roared wildly and retreated.
Return!
In the battle of true spirits, one side is defeated!
Below, countless cheers came.
The true spirit transformed by Jin Yuhou is a divine beast that looks up to the sky and hisses, with layers of golden light flashing on its body.
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Looking back at the defeated Jin Yutao, a faint black shackle appeared on his body.
Heaven and earth are trapped, and from now on the power of heaven will not be rewarded.
Without the blessing of heaven, there will be no progress in cultivation.
If you want to go further, it will be ten thousand times more difficult than before.
Jin Yutao gritted his teeth, glanced at Han Muye, moved and stepped back.
"Formation——"
He shouted loudly.
The army of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, which had been mostly defeated, slowly gathered together, forming a formation of at least three million troops.
If it were in the past, no ethnic group would dare to face the military formation of three million troops.
But at this time, not only were everyone not afraid, but they pushed forward slowly, eager to try.
No matter how powerful the tiger is, once it shows signs of decline, it will lose its due majesty.
"Clan Chief Zhuoyu, how long will it take if we don't rush now?" Han Muye shouted.
Charge the formation.
This is a tough nut to crack.
If you charge into the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's great formation, the casualties will definitely be high.
But as Han Muye said, if we don’t rush now, when will we wait?
The hatred between the Golden Crow Tribe and the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty is so deep that they are irreconcilable.
Previously, the Zhuoyuan tribe and the Golden Crow tribe, with millions of tribesmen, were almost wiped out.
"kill!"
Zhuo Yu was the first to rush out.
The human true spirit blocking in front of him hesitated and backed away.
"boom--"
The moment he stepped away, golden flames rose from Zhuo Yu's body.
Blessed by the power of the Great Sun's Golden Crow, the power of Haotian's Golden Crow bloodline increases!
Blazing Sun and Golden Crow!
The power of Zhuo Yu's bloodline transformed from the realm of the blazing sun into the blazing sun and golden crow. A layer of golden flames floated outside his body, revealing a faint black color, as if burning through the heaven and earth.
The big sun in the sky also seemed to be shaking, casting down wisps of golden light.
Behind Zhuo Yu, the entire million-strong Golden Crow clan was filled with golden light.
Blessings on the great day!
This is the first time in ten thousand years that the power of the sun has given such a direct blessing.
For the Golden Crow tribe who have not yet awakened the power of the Golden Crow bloodline, this kind of blessing is a baptism to open up the bloodline.
Rays of golden light emerged, and golden light shone from the Yuanlings of countless people from the Golden Crow tribe.
There was also golden light surging in their eyes.
Bloodline awakens!
This is the awakening of the bloodline power of the Golden Crow clan, and it is the blessing of the Golden Crow of the Great Sun.
Ten thousand years!
The entire Golden Crow ethnic group has not seen the power of naturally awakening bloodline for more than 8,000 years, and has not experienced the blessing of the great sun.
Today, the brilliance of the big sun is spreading in this clear sky wilderness!
Cheers resounded and golden light gathered into a torrent.
No enemy can stand in front of the Da Sun Golden Crow clan that inspires endless fighting spirit.
The bright silver battle formation of the human race collapsed immediately upon contact.
Behind them, the armies of various ethnic groups gathered together and rushed out without hesitation.
Among these armies, there are more silvery colors.
The armor I just snatched.
Han Muye stood in mid-air, with a layer of golden light on his body that was difficult for outsiders to see.
"Blazing Sun and Golden Crow?" The enlightened beast looked at Han Muye like a monster.
"I have never heard of anyone in the Golden Crow clan being able to awaken to the realm of the blazing sun with their true spirit."
"You are not his illegitimate son, are you?"
The body turned into a girl, and the enlightened beast landed around Han Muye and looked at it.
Han Muye glanced at her, and the enlightened beast ran away in panic.
"No, don't look at me disguised as a woman. In fact, I am a man. Don't try to influence me."
…
The escape lasted for three months.
The battle ended with Wanhuaxian Chao Mingchenghou leaving Qingkong Wasteland with the remaining one million troops.
After all, he was a strong man from the Immortal Dynasty of the human race. Eleven true spirit realms pressed the formation and retreated thousands of miles. The army still retreated in an organized manner.
If the other ethnic groups in the wilderness had collapsed long ago, they would definitely be wiped out.
"boom--"
Zhuo Yu's final blow knocked back the human true spirit blocking the front, causing it to vomit blood and walk away. Then it stood in mid-air, looking up to the sky and roaring.
The other strong men from all races also laughed loudly.
carefree!
Since the rise of the Immortal Dynasty of the human race more than 300,000 years ago, it has begun to sweep across all races in the wilderness. There have been almost no such heart-warming battles in the wilderness.
Which battle is not one in which the human race suppresses all the tribes in the wilderness and makes them exhausted to cope with it?
Are there still few ethnic groups that have been exterminated by the human race?
Looking back, Zhuo Yu saw the countless souls from his family behind him flashing golden light, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
This is the biggest reward of this wilderness hunt!
The bloodline power of at least 100,000 clan members has increased, and at least 10,000 Golden Crow clan members have awakened their bloodline.
This is something that has never happened in thousands of years.
This shows that the Great Sun Golden Crow has not abandoned the Golden Crow clan!
Heaven still favors the Golden Crow clan.
"Han Muye." Looking at Han Muye who was wearing gray and black armor, Zhuo Yu had a lot of emotion on her face.
If it weren't for the man in front of me, today's battle situation would be completely different.
"Clan Chief Zhuo." Han Muye looked calm and put away his armor, revealing a blue robe.
Mu Changkong moved and landed next to Han Muye, with a smile on his face.
"Come to my Zhuoyuan tribe, and I will give you the position of deputy chief of the Zhuoyuan tribe." Zhuo Yu looked at Han Muye and spoke softly.
The deputy chief of the Zhuoyuan tribe!
Mu Changkong thought that Zhuo Yu would offer conditions to thank Han Muye, but he did not expect such an exciting offer.
After this battle, the Zhuoyuan tribe's strength increased greatly, and it controlled millions of ethnic groups, and tribes from all sides obeyed its orders.
Among the millions of troops here, there are so many clansmen who have awakened the Golden Crow bloodline, and their future combat power and realm can be envied.
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, Zhuoyuan Department will inevitably embark on a stage of rapid improvement.
Moreover, for these large tribes, it is impossible for the powerful true spirits in the tribe to do everything themselves.
Becoming the deputy chief of the Zhuoyuan tribe is actually the chief of the tribe most of the time.
Zhuoyu is in seclusion, and the deputy chief has the final say on all matters in the clan.
Mu Changkong understood that Zhuo Yu was attracted by Han Muye's communication skills and planning skills that could turn the tide.
This time, without Han Muye pulling the strings and attracting the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom's army, the battle situation would not have been as smooth as it is now.
Looking at Han Muye, Mu Changkong had a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
Such a good thing, why doesn't this guy agree quickly?
That is the position of deputy chief of the Zhuoyuan tribe!
"Thank you, Chief Zhuo, for your kindness." Han Muye shook his head.
His words made Mu Changkong's expression change.
Zhuo Yu was also slightly startled.
"I helped the Zhuoyuan tribe get out of trouble because we are both members of the Golden Crow clan."
"I have no intention of going to Zhuoyuan."
Han Muye cupped his hands, turned around and left.
"Hey, you-" Mu Changkong wanted to dissuade him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head, cupped his hands towards Zhuo Yu, and turned around to chase Han Muye.
Zhuo Yu stood where he was, looking at the backs of the two of them, and said no more.
Several other true spirit realms also turned their heads to look at the backs of the two of them.
"Awesome, free and easy." An old man in black robe whispered softly.
When taking action, it is thunderous and continuous.
Turn around and leave without any hesitation.
Are these people really from the Golden Crow tribe?
"After returning to the tribe, Elder Zhenyu, please go to the Hanshan tribe for me." Zhuo Yu turned to look at an old man next to him who was wearing golden armor and was already half a step into the True Spirit.
"If he doesn't want it, I can't help but give it to him."
Zhuo Yu said lightly.
As a powerful man in the True Spirit Realm, in charge of a large ethnic group with millions of people, Zhuo Yu can owe him favors, but he must understand them.
So is Zhuo Yuanbu.
They wanted to repay Han Muye's favor.
…
Han Muye did not lead the tribe to leave directly, but went to the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom's army station.
"The leader of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, the first person of the Jinwu tribe to awaken their bloodline independently in ten thousand years."
"After a hundred years of practice, I have entered the ninth level of Yuanling and have dabbled in both weapon refining and alchemy."
Looking at Han Muye in front of him, Li Zicheng, the Jinyuhou of Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, said calmly: "The best at swordsmanship."
During these three years, Han Muye's swordsmanship was truly stunning.
Every trace of sword light is extremely agile and shining brightly.
It is truly unimaginable that a member of the Golden Crow tribe could possess this level of swordsmanship.
"Han Muye, how about you follow me to the Xuanling Fairyland?"
"Your Majesty is the most important talent. Elites like you can achieve limitless achievements in our Xuanling Fairy Kingdom."
Li Zicheng looked at Han Muye with a sincere expression.
He told the truth.
The Qing Emperor, the leader of the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom, has many disciples, all of whom are elites recruited from all sides.
"If there is a chance, I would like to visit the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom."
Han Muye chuckled and raised his hand to pull the enlightened beast that was hiding behind him forward.
"As you said, you will find everything in the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom. You are not allowed to lie to children." Kaiming Beast muttered, then grabbed Han Muye's sleeve and lowered his voice.