647, The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty will surely unify the wilderness
Han Muye was slightly stunned.
However, in his opinion, it should be a battle formation method borrowed from the Human Race by certain Golden Crow tribes that have fought against the Human Race.
It seems that the Golden Crow people are also good at learning.
"Buzz——"
A long arrow shot towards him again. The arrow was very fast and landed in front of him in an instant.
Han Muye moved again, took a step forward, and appeared behind the long arrow.
Without stopping, he reached the front of the battle formation in just a few flashes.
"drink--"
After punching out, a golden flame appeared and condensed into a golden crow.
In the military formation in front, everyone united instantly, with their swords unsheathed and forming one body.
"Bang——"
The long knife struck out and hit the golden crow.
The Golden Crow shattered into pieces, and everyone in the battle formation paused slightly and took a step back.
The military formation of more than thirty people could not stop Han Muye's attack.
Everyone in these military formations was at least the seventh level of Yuanling, but they were completely unable to block Han Muye's fist shadow.
"He is a strong one!"
Did anyone in the military formation whisper, and then led the military formation to retreat tightly?
There is a measure of progress and retreat.
Han Muye nodded.
I don't know which tribe has a very strong learning ability.
He shook his head, turned and left.
He has no interest in abusing these average-strength members of the Golden Crow clan.
In just a moment, he had already killed dozens of various strange beasts that had been eroded by the power of death in the dark wilderness.
These strange beasts provided him with a lot of golden blood threads, turning his armor into golden red.
He could feel that the power of the Golden Crow blood in his meridians was slightly affected.
Of course, his Golden Crow bloodline has awakened to the stage of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow, and it is impossible to improve with this little bloodline power.
According to Han Muye's own calculations, if he wanted to hunt down the strange beasts and beasts here to increase his bloodline power, he would need at least one million of them.
But even one million heads may not be able to change the power of his bloodline.
After reaching a certain level, quantitative changes will not lead to qualitative changes.
"boom--"
After smashing the giant black tiger in front of him with one punch, Han Muye's expression changed.
He flew away and landed in front of a young man with a solemn and frightened face.
"Chief Muye!" Seeing Han Muye, the young man shouted in surprise.
This young man's name is Zhuo Zigu, he is an elite of the Zhuoyuan tribe, and he has cultivated to the eighth level of Yuanling.
"What's going on?" Han Muye asked with a frown as he saw several serious wounds on Zhuo Zigu's body.
In this Sun-Seizing Party, usually no one would make a fatal move.
The meeting of Seizing the Sun is a training meeting for the elites of the younger generation of the Golden Crow clan, and there is no need to divide life and death.
"Chief Makino, there is a group of people in this trial place who have formed a group to attack, and they are vicious."
"I saw with my own eyes several people from other tribes being killed."
"I almost didn't escape either."
Zhuo Zigu spoke in a low voice.
Form a formation?
Han Muzhi suddenly moved his head and asked hurriedly: "Should we form a battle formation and kill with long swords?"
Zhuo Zigu's eyes widened and he said anxiously: "Yes, they are them. Chief Muye, have you ever met them?"
Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.
Form a battle formation and kill with long swords.
Act viciously.
Isn't this exactly a human battle formation?
But those people had golden marks on their bodies that were the bloodline mark of the Golden Crow clan.
Moreover, if it were not for the Golden Crow tribe, it would be impossible to enter the secret place of the Sun Seizing Conference.
"You come with me." Han Muye took a breath and said solemnly: "If these people really have any intentions, they will definitely take action."
Zhuo Zigu nodded gratefully.
The two of them moved forward, constantly killing strange beasts.
There were also times when he encountered powerful beasts that Zhuo Zigu was no match for, so Han Muye would help.
However, for most of the day, the red blood on Han Muye's body had condensed into blood armor.
"boom--"
Ahead, a roaring sound came.
At the same time, there was the sound of a long knife slashing through the air.
"Who are you—"
The sound of exclamation came.
Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu looked at each other.
"Walk!"
Han Muye shouted low and flew up.
After rushing over the hill, we could see a large formation of a hundred people below, surrounded by four or five strong men from the Golden Crow clan.
There is a ninth-level Yuanling among these Golden Crows who can barely support them.
Several others were already covered in scars.
There were two others lying on the ground, their spirits dissipated.
"You guys leave quickly, something is wrong with them!"
Seeing Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu arriving, the ninth-level Yuanling warriors who were surrounded in the middle of the battle formation shouted loudly.
When they saw Han Muye and the others, there was a low shout in the battle formation, and a group of soldiers holding swords came out to surround and kill Han Muye and the others.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
What he encountered before was a thirty-man battle formation.
There are already hundreds of people fighting here.
Which tribe can train such a battle formation?
And from the battle formation ahead, he could see something was wrong.
Many of the people in the battle formation are only at the sixth or seventh level of Yuanling.
It’s just the seventh level of Yuanling.
The sixth level of Yuanling cannot exert much combat power here.
The power of heaven and earth suppresses it, making it difficult to have any room for action.
In other words, these people are here to form a battle formation.
"Kill." Han Muye shouted loudly and flew up.
He raised his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his palm.
The spear thrust forward and directly penetrated the formation of soldiers charging towards him.
These soldiers were swept away before they even stepped forward.
Holding a spear, Han Muye rushed straight to the front of the battle formation without hesitation.
There is no other way. If we don't take action to charge into the battle, the few Jinwu people who are surrounded will die.
"Snapped--"
The spear pushed away a soldier holding a long knife, and the spear point in Han Muye's palm became three feet long.
"Stab-"
The golden spear light swept across, and all the surrounding soldiers were sent flying.
Once the battle formation is broken, the power of the surrounding battle formations cannot be gathered, and the power to surround and kill the powerful people of the Golden Crow Clan will no longer exist.
The ninth-level Yuanling master standing in the middle of the battle formation shouted loudly, and endless golden light exploded from his body, knocking away the soldiers who rushed forward.
"pull--"
Someone in the battle formation whispered, and the battle formation quickly formed a circle, and then retreated to one side cautiously.
The few strong men of the Golden Crow tribe who were surrounded were also rescued.
Han Muye took one look at the military formation and rushed forward quickly.
"Be careful, their formation is powerful." The ninth-level Yuanling master whispered.
The battle formation was reorganized, and even the ninth level of Yuanling was struggling to rush into the formation at this time.
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"break--"
Han Muye flew forward and punched out.
Someone in the battle formation let out a low cry, and the entire battle formation came to surround and kill Han Muye.
But as soon as they touched Han Muye's fist, all the soldiers in front were knocked away.
In the face of absolute power, neither cooperation nor bravery are powerless.
"So strong." The ninth-level Yuanling master of the Golden Crow tribe who had just reminded him exclaimed.
He was able to break through the battle formation with just one punch. His strength was definitely much stronger than his own.
Han Muye rushed into the battle formation like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. As long as he punched, he would smash through the defense.
Within ten breaths, the battle formation was shattered.
Han Muye stepped forward and reached out to grab a short, skinny middle-aged man wearing a black military robe.
With the palm of his hand slapping down, the middle-aged man turned over and moved like a spiritual snake, stabbing Han Muye in the chest with the short knife in his hand.
"Snapped--"
Han Muye smashed the dagger into pieces with one punch and grabbed the opponent's neck with his palm.
This blow was so fast and decisive that everyone was stunned.
"The human technique, the human battle formation, and the human martial arts practice."
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and golden blood power emerged from his palms.
"Show me who you really are."
In the palm of his hand, a golden flame appeared.
This is the Golden Crow Divine Flame.
The thin, dark middle-aged man had a frightened expression on his face, and just as he was about to scream, the Golden Crow flames had already covered his entire body.
The moment the flames covered him, a black elemental spirit appeared on his body, blocking the Golden Crow flames in front of him.
"The second Yuanling?"
The ninth-level Yuanling expert behind Han Muye was stunned.
There are people in the world who have impure blood and have two or even three souls gathered in their bodies.
But it is impossible for such a person to cultivate above the sixth level of Yuanling.
Because of the conflict in Yuanling power, they must make a choice.
The person captured by Han Muye in front of him was obviously at the eighth level of Yuanling.
The eighth-level Golden Crow Yuanling was just defeated by Han Muye.
Han Muye's eyes flashed with golden light, and he turned to look at the soldiers who had not yet gotten up.
"It's not the second Yuanling." His face darkened and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Golden Crow Yuanling was stolen."
He looked at the black shadow snake Yuanling in front of him, and the golden light in his eyes condensed directly into a golden flame knife.
"Stab-"
The flaming sword chopped the Yuanling into pieces.
The dark, thin middle-aged man showed despair on his face, shouted low, and bumped into Han Muye.
The power of the Yuanling in his body exploded uncontrollably towards Han Muye.
Self-explosion Yuanling!
So decisive!
Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched it down.
"Bang——"
The thin, dark, middle-aged body was knocked flying a hundred feet away.
The power of the golden crow on Han Muye's body turned into a light curtain, blocking him in front of him.
"Bang——"
The body and spirit of the dark, thin middle-aged man were all shattered.
But it didn't explode.
It's not that he doesn't explode, it's that the power of heaven and earth here suppresses his self-destruction power.
"The power of the Golden Crow is suppressing." The ninth-level Yuanling warrior behind Han Muye stepped forward and reached out to grab a soldier lying on the ground. "Who are you?"
The pure Golden Crow clan cannot be suppressed by the blood power of their own clan.
The soldier sneered and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, and then the gray-black Yuanling rose behind him.
"Bang——"
The spirit is shattered, the energy and blood are dried up, and the body dies and the Tao disappears.
But suppressed by the power of the Golden Crow, his body did not collapse.
The marks of the Golden Crow blood veins on his forehead disappeared and turned into a stream of golden light, hitting the sky.
This golden color slightly illuminates the surrounding world.
One golden crow and two return deaths.
But the power of the Golden Crow was not killed by the ninth-level Yuanling at this time, but died a long time ago, but the power of the Yuanling and bloodline was robbed.
Han Muye stretched out his hand and a long knife fell into his hand.
The power of the Golden Crow Yuanling poured into the blade, and his eyes flashed brightly.
In his mind, images appeared one after another.
"Human race."
These people are obviously humans!
In the picture, these selected human beings need to integrate the Golden Crow Yuanling and bloodline power before they are 100 years old, and then practice the Golden Crow Clan's techniques.
As for the blood power and Yuanling, they are sealed in golden discs.
Han Muye turned around and looked at the soldiers who stood up from the ground and ran around.
"Those Golden Crow tribesmen killed by human race hunters, the bloodline power and Yuanling captured by them were used here."
Han Muye looked gloomy.
The strong man of the ninth level of Yuanling, who threw away the human body in his hand, looked solemn.
The human race has been hunting down the Golden Crow tribe everywhere, and the bloodline and Yuanling they originally captured were sneaked into the secret place during the Seizing the Sun Conference.
How many people came and what did they want to do?
"How many human races have sneaked into this trial place of the Sun Seizing Conference?"
Han Muye couldn't answer this question either.
Moreover, he didn't know if, in addition to these people who formed the battle formation, there were any scattered strong men from the Golden Crow tribe who were also pretending to be there.
"Human race, what are you trying to do?" Han Muye looked around.
"My Majesty Chi Libu, Chi Jiyu, thank you for your help, brother." The strong man from the Golden Crow tribe at the ninth level of Yuanling offered his hand to Han Muye.
"Han Muye, Han Shanbu." Han Muye also handed over.
"Han Shanbu, I know." Yuchi Jiyu whispered.
This is not the time to chat. The Golden Crow Clan’s Duoyang Secret Land has infiltrated into the human race. Such a big event is simply going to break the heavens.
"Let's get out of the altar first." Yuchi Jiyu said.
Go out and report the news.
There are so many masters in Zhiyang City, and with the second-level true spirit city lord suppressing them, there will definitely be a way to solve this matter.
Compared to the Meeting to Seize the Sun, the human race's infiltration into the secret place is the real big deal.
Han Muye nodded, and the group of seven people turned and left.
They ran quickly, gathering a few more people along the way. When they arrived at the square marked for exiting the Sun-Seizing Conference, they had gathered around them more than fifty people, including four ninth-level Yuanlings.
"Buzz——"
Yuchi Jiyu raised his hand and struck out a stream of golden light, which hit the dark lines in the square.
There was no response from the teleportation array that was supposed to light up.
The expressions of everyone gathered here changed drastically.
"I'll do it." Another young man in a red robe punched down, and golden light shone.
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"Is this destroyed?" Another strong man from the Golden Crow tribe at the ninth level of Yuanling looked at Han Muye.
Although Han Muye didn't talk much along the way, he was obviously the core.
Han Muye stretched out his hand and pressed it on the mark, his eyes flashing with light.
"It's not that it was destroyed, but," Han Muye looked up at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "it was closed from the outside."
Closed outside?
"Either the crisis in the secret land has been discovered outside, and the transmission channel will be closed from the outside."
"Either something happened outside."
Han Muye's words made the surrounding people gasp.
If something goes wrong with the Golden Crow Clan's Sun Seizing Conference, such a big event, the Golden Crow Clan's sky will collapse.
"The Lord of Zhiyang City is a second-level true spirit. There are not many people in this world who can defeat him."
"It's very difficult for a strong human being to cross the front line and come here." Han Muye spoke again.
These words made everyone around him breathe a little relieved.
"However, the situation here must be so critical that even the second-level True Spirit City Lord He can't do anything."
Han Muye's next words made everyone's hearts sink into the valley.
The crisis here cannot be solved even from the outside, and the channel can only be closed directly.
So, how many human races are mixed in here?
"Clan Chief Han, what should we do?" Yuchi Jiyu looked at Han Muye.
Others also turned to look at Han Muye.
"Wait." Han Muye looked at everyone, "We have to wait for the exact news, and we have to gather more people from the Golden Crow tribe."
"It must be a true Golden Crow clan."
Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden flame glowed in his palm.
Golden Crow Divine Flame.
"Each person will receive a Golden Crow Divine Flame."
"The quality of my divine flames is high enough. No matter who it is, if their divine flames are concentrated on their own, they can naturally merge with this flame."
"If you can't—" Killing intent flashed across Han Muye's face.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame is the special skill of the Golden Crow clan. Since they are elites, they all have it.
If there is no divine flame, or the divine flame has lost its vitality, it means that this person is not of the Golden Crow clan.
"If there is no divine flame, or the divine flame cannot be blended, kill him!" Yuchi Jiyu said with murderous intent.
Everyone else nodded heavily.
Within a moment, each person received one of the divine flames, and they all began to merge instantly.
At this moment, a Golden Crow tribesman standing aside suddenly turned around and ran away!
He is not from the Golden Crow tribe!
"catch him!"
At this moment, everyone flew out.
Seeing that it was impossible to escape, the man laughed loudly: "You stupid Golden Crow tribesmen, my Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's 100,000 troops have entered your secret place, and everything here will belong to my Immortal Dynasty!"
"The Immortal Dynasty of Ten Thousand Flowers will surely unify the wilderness——"
With a long shout, his whole body shattered into pieces.
The power of Yuanling and bloodline escapes.
Everyone looked solemn.
One hundred thousand troops!
If there really is an army of 100,000 people in this secret place, and there are some absolutely powerful people among them, then the Golden Crow people who come here will be in trouble.
Even if the people who came here were all elites, they probably wouldn't be able to compete with an army of 100,000 people.
These human races were able to come here with absolutely complete preparations.
Whether it's mental calculation or not, I'm afraid the Golden Crow clan may be directly wiped out.
"I don't think there will be so many of them." Han Muye looked at the people around him and spoke loudly.
He had seen from that long sword the number of the human army, and it was indeed as many as one hundred thousand.
But he wanted to boost everyone's morale at this time.
"That's how it is possible for so many humans to enter the secret place." Yuchi Jiyu also shouted.
The words of the two of them made everyone look better.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Muye turned around and said: "The top priority now is to let more clan members know about this matter to avoid being raided."
Looking around in a blink of an eye, he said in a deep voice: "This place will definitely become the first point of attack for those humans."
"There are also some powerful true spirits."
There was a wise golden light in his eyes, and he lowered his head and said: "If the human race has any agenda when they come to the secret land, they will definitely surround and kill the powerful true spirits with all their strength."
This time, the Golden Crow tribe has entered more true spiritual realms than ever before.
If these powerful true spirits were allowed to gather together, it would be very difficult for the human race even if they were surrounded by an army of 100,000 people.
Therefore, the human race will definitely attack the True Spirit Realm in advance.
As long as one or two true spirit realms are killed and injured, the Golden Crow clan in the secret land will have no power to gather and resist.
"Clan Chief Han, what do you think we should do?" Another strong man from the Golden Crow tribe at the ninth level of Yuanling asked.
Han Muye nodded and made a decision quickly.
Until there is any news, everyone is stationed here.
But it's not just to keep it, but to use this place as a foundation, spread out to the surroundings, and gather more people.
"On the one hand, we must gather more strength, and on the other hand, we must let everyone know that we are here." Han Muye looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.
"Let those who seek refuge come."
"Let those humans who intercepted and killed our Golden Crow clan come too."
Han Muye's words made everyone look solemn and solemn.
In this case, this place will become a Shura battlefield.
They will face an unknown number of human beings here.
"In this way, it will inevitably attract the attention of the powerful true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe."
Han Muye whispered.
Let the true spirit realm pay attention. If it comes, it can gather more and stronger power.
After a while, the group of people dispersed, leaving only a dozen eighth-level Yuanlings standing guard.
Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu also ran away together.
They hope to recruit more people from the Zhuoyuan and Hanshan tribes.
In Han Muye's hand, golden runes shone with golden light.
This rune can contact people from the Zhuoyuan and Hanshan tribes within a thousand miles.
"Buzz——"
The runes flashed with a cyan halo and flew out to one side.
The two men immediately turned around and rushed in that direction.
For most of the day, they found Han Dingyi and seven people from Zhuo Yuan's department.
The group of ten people was divided into two teams, Han Muye and Han Ding led a few people, and the found Zhuo Wu led a few people. They agreed to return to the teleportation square after searching.
In one day, when we returned to the square, more than 2,000 people had gathered.
The more people there are, the more information is collected, and the more people's hearts sink.
There were human armies from almost all sides surrounding and killing them.
At least tens of thousands of people.
"I don't know whether Pu Linbu betrayed or just pretended to be a human race." A wounded eighth-level Yuanling master of the Golden Crow tribe gritted his teeth and whispered: "We originally agreed to join forces in Zhiyang City, but I didn't expect it.
They kill behind the scenes."
Not only did the human army appear out of nowhere, but there were also many ethnic groups stabbing him in the back.
This makes it even more dangerous.
The more than 2,000 people stationed here all looked ugly.
When Han Muye returned, he immediately threw out bursts of golden flames.
Those members of the Golden Crow tribe who already knew the rules before took over the divine flame and blended their own Golden Crow divine flame with it.
There is only a trace of this divine flame, which can be fused directly, and it also has the effect of improving one's own divine flames.
Those who had just arrived here and didn’t know the rules took the divine flame after being reminded by people around them.
"Thank you, Patriarch Han. If it weren't for Patriarch Han's method, we still wouldn't be able to tell who is the enemy." A big man in a green robe stepped forward, held a large flame in his hands, and bowed to Han Muye.
There were nods all around, and someone was about to say something in agreement when his eyes suddenly widened.
The big man holding the flame suddenly appeared behind two Yuanling phantoms and rushed directly towards Han Muye.
Two Yuanlings.
Human race!
At the same time, seven or eight people at the rear rushed towards Han Muye.
They want to intercept and kill Han Muye!
"roll--"
"stop!"
Everyone rushed forward to rescue.
If Han Muye is killed, the hearts of the people here will immediately disperse.
Once the hearts of the people disperse, the team will disperse.
Han Muye held the divided divine flame in his hand and looked calm as he watched the big man rushing towards him.
He has been vigilant since returning to the station.
With so many people, it is very likely that some human races will be mixed in.
really.
"Buzz——"
The divine flame rose, golden light shone, and condensed into a pillar of light.
The big man and Yuan Ling behind him collided with the light pillar, causing a burst of bright light.
"Bang——"
The Yuanling belonging to the Golden Crow tribe behind the big man immediately collapsed.
Another blue-grey wolf shadow kept tumbling.
"Be loyal to His Majesty——"
The big man shouted loudly, and the humans behind him rushed forward together. The energy and blood of the Yuanling behind him surged with his own, forming one body and turning into a ball of black and red blood, which crashed towards Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame Light Pillar.