The Sun Seizing Conference gathers the elites of the Golden Crow tribe from a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.
These elites are destined to fight in the Sun Capture Conference.
So before the conference, many people were already quietly testing various parties.
At this time, people from the Zhuoyuan Department were found.
After a few words, the fight began.
Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in the city.
"Bang——"
A tall and thin young man from the Zhuoyuan tribe was punched and his body fell to the ground.
The other Zhuoyuan tribe disciples rushed forward and helped him up.
"Hmph, the Zhuo Yuan tribe, known as the largest clan thousands of miles away, is nothing more than that." The speaker was wearing black half-armor, with a disdainful smile on his face.
He rubbed his arms and glanced at the Zhuoyuan people: "Stop conserving your strength. Come out strong and play with me."
His words made everyone in Zhuoyuan tribe look angry.
Among the people standing in front, a young man with green armor was about to take a step forward when he was stopped by the calm middle-aged man beside him.
"Zhuowu, don't stop me." The green-armored young man gritted his teeth, and a faint Yuanling appeared on his body.
Eight levels of Yuanling.
The tall Golden Crow who made the challenge tensed up his face, took a step back slightly, and his expression turned solemn.
He himself has just entered the eighth level of Yuanling for the first time, and fighting at the same level does not have much chance of winning.
What's more, the eyes of the person opposite had obvious golden light flashing, indicating that he had awakened a lot of the power of the Golden Crow bloodline.
The Golden Crow clan has not naturally awakened their bloodline for eight thousand years. The elites who came to participate in the Seizing the Sun Conference were basically no more than 100,000 years old, and only a few of them had fully awakened their Golden Crow bloodline.
Most of those who have fully awakened the power of blood are only in the realm of the rising sun, and few can enter the scorching sun, let alone the blazing sun.
Those who can condense the realm of the blazing sun with their blood are at least strong men from the Golden Crow tribe who have practiced for millions of years.
"Zhuo Ju, before leaving, the clan leader told us that the Makino clan leader is responsible for everything we do in Zhiyang City." A big man named Zhuo Wu stopped the young man in Qingjia and shouted.
His words made the young man named Zhuo Ju calm down, and he slowly took back his steps.
Their appearance made the big man opposite him breathe a sigh of relief.
But his eyes fell on the crowd of spectators not far away, and he frowned slightly.
That person was not satisfied.
What to do?
He turned back and looked at his family group.
"Forget it, Tong Zhao, when you come back, you still talk about hunting in the wilderness and defeating the human race, and how they will inevitably rise within a thousand years. It seems that the Zhuo Yuan Department is just empty-handed-"
Among the people in the rear, a young man wearing a white robe sneered and waved his hand.
"It's over, it's over. Don't take it seriously when you encounter this kind of tribe in the future. They don't have much real ability."
His words made the surrounding people burst into laughter.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, a group that doesn't even dare to accept challenges really doesn't have much ability.
In a big battle, if you don't have the confidence to win, you will basically lose.
Such a group is nothing to worry about.
"Seeking death!" Zhuo Yuan's men shouted loudly, and a young man in black armor flew up and rushed forward.
Finally couldn't bear it anymore?
Those who were watching around had smiles on their faces.
A young man in silver armor standing not far behind raised the corners of his mouth.
The young man who had just made a provocation also had a smile on his face.
The big man named Zhuo Wu sighed softly, and just as he was about to speak out, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body.
He raised his hand and saw golden light emerging from his palm.
"Chief Makino is here."
"He asked us to beat Grandma Te!"
Zhuo Wu shouted loudly and rushed out, faster than the young man who rushed forward before.
The phantom of the nine-layered spirit appeared behind him, flashing with a brilliant silver halo.
"Nine-level Yuanling!"
"It's going to be bad!"
There was an exclamation from the front, and there was a gasp all around.
There were actually elites from the Zhuoyuan Department who were at the ninth level of Yuanling to take action directly.
Doesn't he hide it at all?
This kind of challenge was originally intended to induce the strong men in each tribe to reveal their identities and combat capabilities.
Zhuo Yuanbu supposedly knows the rules, so why is he so reckless?
"Zhuoyuanbu, there's nothing to worry about." Someone among the onlookers shook their heads and whispered.
"So direct? Does the Zhuo Yuan Department have any support?" Someone's eyes fell on the Zhuo Yuan Department who were all dispatched, and they frowned.
The Zhuoyuan Department as a whole showed extremely strong combat effectiveness.
For provoking tribes, Zhuo Yuan tribe would directly crush them with only half of its men.
The three powerful men at the ninth level of Yuanling made many people secretly sigh.
With such strength, even if he doesn't have the chance to take the final step in the Seizing the Sun Conference, he should be able to become one of the top 100 or even the top 60.
It is a pity that it has been exposed directly and unabashedly now.
When the Sun Seizing Conference begins, ethnic groups with similar strength to the Zhuo Yuan tribe will definitely unite and be the first to eliminate their tribe.
"Bang——"
Zhuo Wu punched the big man at the eighth level of Yuanling in front of him and knocked him away. Then he saw the opponent's tribe retreating and running away before he stopped.
He glanced around, then snorted coldly, and strode away with Zhuo Yuan's men.
The Zhuo Yuan tribe and the elites from the surrounding ethnic groups, a total of nearly a hundred people, left quickly.
"Prince Yu Huan, our Tongwei Department has lived up to its mission and tested out the strength of the Zhuo Yuan Department." The people with bruised noses and swollen faces who had been beaten by the elites of the Zhuo Yuan Department appeared from the street corner, and then stood in front of the young man in silver armor.
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"Well done." The young man named Yu Huan nodded, raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle.
"Take it, it's for healing." After saying that, he reached out and patted the shoulders of the two people who were bowing in front of him: "Don't worry, after the Sun Seizing Conference begins, I, Yu Cang, will lead you step by step until you get the senior
The Bones of the True Spirit.”
His words made the Jinwu tribe members of Tongwei tribe look happy.
If the prince in front of them hadn't asked them to take action, they would have troubled a big boss like Zhuo Yuanbu when they had nothing to do.
Yu Huan is one of the princes of the Yu Cang tribe, which has a population of fifty million.
The Yu Cang tribe has nearly five hundred elite experts coming this time, and they will definitely compete for the top five or even the top three in the Yang Conference.
Among them, at least fifty of the strong ones can obtain the true spiritual bones of their predecessors.
Such a powerful force, following closely behind, can drink soup even if it can't eat meat.
This is also the reason why they are willing to offend Zhuo Yuanbu.
After all, the Zhuoyuan tribe is just a tribe with a hundred people coming.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yu Huan turned and left, and the people in the Tongwei Department quietly dispersed and left.
"Chief, these people are really hateful." Han Jin, carrying a long sword, gritted his teeth and walked out from the corner of the street.
Beside him, Han Dingyi and Mu Ziyu also looked indignant.
Han Muye waved his hand and said calmly: "Let's wait until the Sun Seizing Conference starts."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Arriving at a three-story inn, Zhuo Wu and others were already waiting.
"I've met the Makino clan leader." Zhuo Wu and the others cupped their hands, then looked at Han Jin, Han Dingyi and the others, grinning.
They all trained together in the Hanshan Division and are familiar with each other.
"Brother Zhuowu, did you just relieve your hatred?" Han Dingyi said with a smile.
His words made everyone laugh out loud.
The beating just now was so enjoyable.
After laughing, Zhuo Wu's face darkened and he looked at Han Muye: "Clan Chief Han, in this way, the strength of my Zhuo Yuan tribe has been revealed. The Sun Seizing Conference later -"
Having said this, he paused and patted his head.
The young man in black robe beside him smiled and said: "Anyway, the clan leader told us when we came here, we can just follow the Makino clan leader."
Everyone else in the Zhuoyuan Department nodded.
Han Muye reached out and patted the young man in black robes on the shoulder, and said with a chuckle: "Zhuo Que, you are also at the ninth level of Yuanling. If you have the Golden Crow True Spirit Bones, can you step into the True Spirit within 50,000 years?"
His words stunned the young man named Zhuo Que.
Others also stood there in shock, looking at Han Muye.
Although the Zhuoyuan tribe is said to be the largest tribe within tens of thousands of miles, there is still a gap between them and those truly large tribes.
In particular, many of the younger members of the clan who are close to the three major tribes have experienced training in the three major tribes. On the front line of confrontation with the human race, their combat prowess and cultivation have been honed to the peak of their level.
Only such people are qualified to receive true spiritual bones.
The best achievement of the Zhuo Yuan tribe in the Sun Seizing Conference in the past was that the patriarch Zhuo Yu obtained a piece of the true spirit bone of his predecessor.
Seeing that everyone was a little distracted, Han Muye shook his head and walked into the inn.
"Zhuo Que, why don't you go thank Chief Muye." Zhuo Wu turned to look at Zhuo Que with envy on his face, "Since Chief Muye mentioned the True Spirit Bone, he will definitely be able to help you get the Golden Crow True Spirit Bone."
Different ethnic groups have different values of true spiritual bones.
It is not particularly difficult to obtain those true spirit bones that are not from the mythical beast clan.
Only the bloodline of powerful divine beasts such as the Golden Crow Phoenix and the True Spirit Realm are rare and extremely powerful, so it will be difficult to obtain the True Spirit Bones.
Zhuo Que was reminded by Zhuo Wu, turned to look at Han Muye's back, and quickly bowed: "Thank you, Chief Muye."
Outsiders may not know Han Muye's strength, but how could they, the Golden Crow tribesmen who had participated in hunting battles in the wilderness, not know?
This Makino clan leader is an existence that can face the true spirit without defeat.
Han Muye settled in the inn and asked Han Dingyi and others to disperse to find out the news.
Before going into battle, it is most important to know yourself and the enemy.
Although he is powerful, Han Muye also needs to make some preparations.
Sure enough, when everyone returned, the news they brought made everyone feel a little solemn.
At least three true spirit realms participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference.
Among them, people from Qin Wu tribe and Shang Tang tribe came.
"Qin Nanxun and Shang Zhenyu are both in the True Spirit Realm, and the other one is Zhang Jue from the Mingcheng Division."
As soon as Han Ding finished speaking, everyone else was a little stunned.
What kind of geniuses are there who can achieve the realm of true spirituality within a hundred thousand years?
But when they looked up and saw Han Muye in front of them, everyone was in a daze again.
Isn't the person in front of me a true genius?
In addition to the three true spirits, there are quite a few other half-step true spirits and peak ninth-level spirits.
There are also some large clan tribes with large numbers of people, and they are also listed on the list one by one.
These are still found out and their identities have been revealed.
Maybe there are one or two true spirits who hide their identities.
There will only be more peak Yuanlings that have not been detected.
"By the way, there are also many people inquiring about you, clan leader." Han Jin said in a low voice.
"Me?" Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
"It's rare for someone to pay attention to me."
This statement made everyone laugh out loud.
Not to mention the Zhuoyuan Department, it can be considered as the majority of the party, and the strong among them will receive attention.
Han Muye himself, in charge of the Hanshan tribe, was the first to awaken the power of the Golden Crow bloodline in eight thousand years.
How could such a person not receive attention?
"It doesn't matter." The smile on Han Muye's face faded, and he looked ahead calmly, "There will always be a battle to seize the sun."
There's always a fight.
Everyone's expressions turned solemn.
This battle is meant for training, so why be afraid of a strong enemy?
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Three months later, there was a roar in the sky.
Endless golden light intersects and turns into a golden crow shadow that covers the sky.
The Golden Crow screams toward the sky, and there is endless sadness in its voice.
Above the sky, the great sun and golden crow that always shines on the heaven and earth seem to be gently turbulent and responding.
"The Sun Seizing Conference begins, all the tribesmen participating in the Sun Seizing Conference enter the altar——"
There was a sound in the void.
The sound was magnificent, as if the sky was shaking.
A strong man in the true spiritual realm.
Presiding over such an important meeting of seizing the sun naturally requires a true spirit powerhouse to preside over it, and there is more than one, a total of five true spirit realm powerhouses from the Golden Crow tribe.
The five true spirits stood on one side, with an old man in a green robe in the middle, and a golden crow true spirit condensed above his head.
He is the Lord of Zhiyang City, a powerful man who is said to have reached the second level of the True Spirit.
As the voice fell, golden crow shadows flew out one after another and rushed towards the altar in the city.
In the endless stream of light, avenues emerge, allowing everyone to fall into them.
"Haha, there are as many as 180,000 clan members coming to the Seizing the Sun Conference this time, nearly 80,000 more than the previous one. It seems that our Golden Crow clan is about to prosper." The true spirit of the Golden Crow clan stood in the direction of the city.
The strong man chuckled and spoke.
This time, the Seizing the Sun Conference not only had a large number of people, but also many experts.
In the past, it would have been nice to have someone from the True Spirit Realm suppress the Sun Seizing Conference, but this time, it was more than enough.
"I don't know which tribe will win the first place, and I don't know which tribes are in the top one hundred." Another strong man in the True Spirit Realm stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and said with a chuckle, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Haha, brother Ziqi, at least three of your Ke Mubu can be in the top 100 this time, right? Ke Quan and Ke Yang are both at the peak of the ninth level of Yuanling.
, that Ke Yuyuan is extremely powerful." A strong man in the True Spirit Realm not far away spoke.
During this period of time, everyone has basically figured out everyone’s strength.
Except for those ethnic groups that are not strong enough and do not attract special attention.
Several True Spirit Realm people all had smiles on their faces.
Hosting such a conference, if there are many juniors who win the true spiritual bones and have high achievements, it will be an honor for them.
Countless years later, when those younger generations who have entered the True Spirit Realm see them again, they will bow and bow to express their gratitude.
For the Golden Crow tribe, the more powerful true spirits there are, the more powerful the tribe can be guaranteed.
"Buzz——"
A long golden arrow flew in the void, heading towards the Golden Crow Supporting the Sky Shadow.
The face of the Lord of Zhiyang City who was standing in the city changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab the long arrow.
The long arrow exploded, and messages were transmitted, and his expression suddenly darkened.
"City Lord He, what's going on?" The Golden Crow True Spirit named Ke Ziqi said in a deep voice, his eyes falling on the broken golden arrow.
He had served in three frontline units before and had seen this golden arrow, but only twice.
Of those two times, one was when the human race Ten Thousand Flowers Immortal made a surprise attack with a force of thirty million, nearly three million miles away, and the front line urgently called for help.
The second time, eighteen true spirits from the human race were dispatched to surround and kill three powerful true spirits from the Golden Crow tribe. The Qin Military Department became angry and fired a golden arrow, recruiting thirty true spirits to intercept and kill the opponent.
This is the third time he has seen this golden arrow.
Every time the golden arrow is used, it means something big will happen.
At this time, the golden arrow fell into the hands of the lord of Zhiyang City.
Could it be that something big is going to happen in the Seizing the Sun Conference?
The other three people also looked nervously at the Lord of Zhiyang City.
He Juyang, the lord of Zhiyang City, is a well-known strong man among the entire Golden Crow tribe.
At this time, He Juyang held the golden arrow in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "Human race, sneak into the Sun Seizing Conference."
Human race?
Sneaking into the Sun Seizing Conference?
Whether it was Ke Ziqi or several others, they were all stunned.
How can it be?
The Seizing the Sun Conference is the inheritance conference of the Golden Crow clan, and one needs to have the blood of the Golden Crow to step into the altar.
The altar leads directly to the secret place of the Jinwu Clan, which is the most important inheritance place of the Jinwu Clan.
Only the Golden Crow bloodline can enter such a place.
It is impossible for humans to enter.
Not only the Golden Crow clan, but also other large clans have such places.
This is also the reason why the great tribes in the wilderness are replaced and extinct, but the big tribes will not decline.
But now, the Lord of Zhiyang City said that someone had sneaked into the Sun Seizing Conference.
How can this be?
If such a thing really happens, it means that the inheritance of the Golden Crow clan may be destroyed by the human race, which means that the Golden Crow clan has no secrets from the human race.
"Shangtang tribe lost two true spirits, intercepted a group of human hunters, and got this message."
He Juyang clenched the golden arrow in his hand and said through gritted teeth.
"The human race has hunted our Golden Crow tribesmen for so many years and harvested the power of the Golden Crow bloodline, creating a group of pseudo-Golden Crow tribesmen with at least 100,000 people."
"The strength of these people's bodies has already matched the strength of our Golden Crow tribe. Before entering the secret place of the altar, they activated the power of the Golden Crow bloodline they carried to avoid bloodline detection and step into the secret place."
He Juyang's face had become extremely gloomy.
The altar was opened, and everyone who participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference had already stepped into it.
Even if you haven't stepped into it yet, you can't tell who is the Golden Crow tribe and who is the fake Golden Crow tribe.
"Damn it!" Ke Ziqi punched down, causing the stone wall in front of him to shatter.
Several other true spirit realms also had angry faces.
In the blink of an eye, everyone's faces showed panic again.
No wonder there are so many people at this Sun Seizing Conference.
It turns out that there are human beings mixed in!
"Woo——"
In the distance, there was the sound of horns one after another, and dozens of Golden Crows of different shapes flew over.
"City Master He, the elites of our Qiyue tribe who participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference were intercepted and killed. Someone pretended to be them and entered Zhiyang City. We came here because we felt the blood warning."
"City Lord He, the elites of my Baiju tribe have also been intercepted and killed!"
Bad news keeps coming, and at least tens of thousands of Golden Crow elites have been intercepted and killed.
As a result, more than half of the 180,000 elites who entered the Sun Seizing Conference were from the human race.
What do these humans want to do?
"Seal the altar."
He Juyang shouted lowly, raising his hand and a golden light exploded.
The true spirit above his head surged and turned into shining golden light.
The golden light pressed down, suppressing the altar in front of him.
"City Lord He, all the elites from all ministries are here, you, what are you—" Another True Spirit powerhouse widened his eyes.
If the altar is directly sealed off, what will happen to the elites of the Golden Crow tribe who step into the altar?
Their number is less than half of the human race, so they will definitely not be able to stop the opponent from attacking and killing them. With the altar open, they still have a chance to withdraw.
Now that the altar is sealed off, I'm afraid all these people will die in the altar.
"Even if they all die in the altar, we can't let those humans bring out the inheritance of my Golden Crow clan."
He Juyang's eyes flashed with golden divine light, looking at everyone as if the sun was shining brightly in the sky.
"You don't know what's in the altar."
"The Xinyi True Spirit of the Great Xia tribe is coming with strong men."
Xinyi.
One of the strongest true spirits in Daxia.
He Juyang's words made the people around him look complicated.
Their tribesmen are also at the altar.
But now they can't save them.
After the altar is opened, there are age requirements for clan members, and those who are over the age will not be able to enter.
Moreover, even if you enter, it will be useless. There are simply not enough experts to gather together at one time to wipe out more than 100,000 strong people in the human race.
The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty has been planning for so many years, and it turns out that it is for the Sun Seizing Conference!
"It depends on how many of them can survive -" He Juyang looked up at the sun in the sky and whispered: "It depends on the sun's favor..."
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"Buzz——"
The moment Han Muye stepped into the altar, the power of the Golden Crow on his body was directly activated and turned into a golden battle armor.
He raised his head and looked around, with a trace of surprise on his face.
The power of death permeates the air.
If he hadn't known that this was the Ruins Realm, he would have thought this was Tianyuan.
There is no passage between Tianyuan and Xujie.
Raise your hand and make a slight fist.
"Snapped--"
A golden fist shadow struck out.
Feeling the power in his body, Han Muye's eyes flashed.
This is not the Great Wasteland.
This is not the Ruins Realm!
The Ruin Realm is the combination of the last remnants of the world and the will and soul of the strong, 90% of which is illusory and 10% of which is real.
But now here, everything is real!
This is?
"Prehistoric!"
In other words, this place is a fragment of ancient wilderness.
There is no longer the ancient power here, but it is ruled by the power of the Golden Crow.
This is the place where the strong men of the Golden Crow tribe return to their deaths.
"Woo——"
A black bird that was six feet tall spread its wings and rushed towards Han Muye.
The body is black, the skeleton is visible, and the entire body has obviously been eroded by the power of death.
The bird's eyes were blood red, and it was roaring in the wind as it flew away.
Han Muye did not hesitate and punched out.
"Bang——"
With one punch, the big bird's body shattered into pieces and dissipated into a black aura.
In the black aura, a faint fiery red blood streak appeared in front of Han Muye, and he grabbed it.
The blood streaks dispersed and penetrated into the golden armor on his body.
The blood thread turned into a golden thread, entangled in the golden battle armor.
This is the power of the Golden Crow!
In other words, this is proof of the power of the Golden Crow.
Once you accumulate enough Golden Crow power, you can step into the next level.
The Seizing the Sun Conference is about constant impact until you step into the place where the true spirit of the predecessors of the Golden Crow tribe died.
Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance, seeing countless black figures.
"boom--"
A golden light exploded, and a big man holding a war gun turned his head, glanced at Han Muye, collected five streaks of golden blood, and turned around to leave.
Now it was time to collect the blood streaks as quickly as possible. Han Muye also moved and rushed towards a black cheetah.
With one palm, it hit the black cheetah on the head, shattering its entire body.
This attack is simple and straightforward, it is the use of power of Breaking Heaven Fist.
Unknowingly, Han Muye had mastered this boxing technique and was able to move his hands and feet with great strength.
"Snapped--"
The Black Panther contributed a golden blood color to him.
Turning around, Han Muye had only taken a few steps when he suddenly paused.
A long arrow was pierced in front of his foot and penetrated three feet into the ground.
If he hadn't stopped just now, the arrow would have stuck in his body.
Reaching out to grab the arrow shaft, Han Muye frowned.
"Human arrows?"
He raised his head and looked at the figures slowly surrounding him.