"Chi Yuji, I leave the True Spirit Bone to you. You saved me in the secret realm. Now I don't owe you anything." A man in half-armor and an eighth-level Yuanling man tossed a ball of golden True Spirit Bone.
into the hands of the young man in front of me.
"Zhang Linbiao, you are the one in our Yuliu Department who has the best chance of becoming a true spirit. I give you the true spirit bone." A middle-aged man with a solemn face took out the true spirit bone and stuffed it into the hands of the young man in black armor behind him without any refusal.
inside.
The golden true spirit bones were taken out one by one, and in the hands of elites who had the opportunity to become true spirits, these true spirit bones shone with golden light.
piece.
Ten dollars.
One hundred dollars!
More true spirit bones appeared, causing the heaven and earth to flash with golden light.
In the sky, both the True Spirit Realm experts from the Golden Crow Clan and the human race True Spirits in the distance looked at the scattered army of the Golden Crow Clan below in amazement.
These Golden Crow elites who returned from the secret realm actually brought out hundreds of true spiritual bones?
The next moment, everyone in the sky showed horror on their faces.
Lines of golden light emerged.
One hundred and one true spiritual bones!
Two hundred pieces of real spiritual bones!
Five hundred dollars!
The corners of Shang Yue's mouth twitched and his eyes widened.
He is the clan leader of the three major tribes, so what if he is a third-level true spirit?
He has never seen such a scene in his life.
Five hundred true spiritual bones appeared, triggering the endless original power of the surrounding heaven and earth to combine, and turned into an unruly golden crow shadow.
"Seniors, please bring the remaining five hundred true spiritual bones back to the clan."
"We can't waste it."
Five hundred pieces of true spirit bones flew up and flew toward the dozen or so true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe in the sky.
Five hundred dollars left!
Five hundred pieces of true spirit bones, when brought back, can give birth to five hundred true spirits!
Now the three strong men on the front line are already stretched thin. If they can be supplemented by 500 true spirit realm masters, the outcome of the battle will be unpredictable!
"Haha, God bless me, the Golden Crow Clan!" An elder laughed and reached out to grab the true spiritual bones of the Golden Crow Clan.
"God bless my Golden Crow clan..." Shang Yue, the leader of the Shangtang tribe, looked at the flying true spirit bones with a complicated expression on his face.
His direct son Shang Zhenyu is already in the True Spirit Realm. If he can be blessed by the True Spirit Bones of his predecessor, his combat power will definitely increase.
In that case, Shang Zhen Prison's future is limitless.
It's a pity that Shang Zhenjiu didn't return.
Five hundred golden crows cover the sky.
With the blessing of these Golden Crow True Spiritual Bones, leaving the 50,000-strong army will not be a problem.
Even an army of 50,000 people could help Shang Yue and the others.
After all, this is the power of five hundred true spiritual bones.
By stimulating the power of five hundred half-step true spirits, he can withstand more than a dozen powerful true spirits.
"boom--"
Opposite Shang Chiyu, Yang Zhen, the king of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, let out a loud roar and slashed down with the long sword in his hand.
Shang Chiyu resisted with all his strength, but he still retreated and couldn't control himself.
The King of Zhentian is so powerful!
"Today, keep them all here!" Yang Zhen shouted loudly, raised his hand, and a golden light rose into the sky.
"boom--"
All the human armies stepped forward together.
Military formations moved forward one after another, blocking the surrounding passages.
Then more than fifty True Spirit Realm powerhouses lined up all around and blocked the road in the sky.
That alone is nothing.
Between heaven and earth, a mighty blue light rose.
In the distance, streaks of churning true spiritual light appeared, and the divine light of the army's formation emerged.
Fifty rays of true spirit light and a battle formation of millions of troops appeared around.
The entire former site of the Golden Crow Divine Court was surrounded by the human army and the True Spirit Realm.
At this moment, Shang Yue and the others' hearts sank.
How come there are so many strong human beings?
How come there are so many human armies?
The number of human true spirits here has exceeded one hundred.
Who leaked the news that the Shangtang tribe chief and the great elder came to the Shenting ruins together!
There are so many strong men from the human race, so they want to keep all the strong men from their Shangtang tribe here!
Shang Chiyu stepped back and stood with Shang Yue.
"Clan leader, you will take them away later."
Shang Chiyu took a deep breath, looked down, and took another look at the gathered five hundred true spirit bones.
"These are the future of our Golden Crow clan."
future.
Shang Yue gritted his teeth and nodded.
I thought that as long as I stimulated enough power of true spiritual bones, I could break through the siege of the human race.
Who knew that so many people from the human race would come this time.
What kind of power is this?
At least 30% of the frontline combat power has been deployed!
They don't care about the front line, are they not afraid of the Golden Crow counterattack?
"Shang Yue, do you think this king is here to surround and kill you?" Yang Zhen, the king of Zhentian, laughed loudly, holding a long knife, and flew forward.
Behind him, a number of powerful men from the True Spirit Realm followed.
"This king is here for your Golden Crow clan's secret place!"
"For the three-legged Golden Crow in the secret place!"
There was arrogance in Yang Zhen's voice.
On him, the aura of a strong man belonging to the third-turn true spirit realm surged.
Behind him, there are two third-level and several second-level true spirit experts whose bodies are connected with the qi, blood and true spirit, triggering the surrounding heaven and earth forces to intersect and explode.
For the three-legged golden crow, for the secret realm!
Shang Yue and others all looked solemn.
"As long as you water the altar of the Divine Court with the blood of your Golden Crow clan, you can open the passage to the secret place."
"This time, I will take away all the three-legged Golden Crow True Spirit Bones in your secret place."
"With these true spirit bones, your majesty can step into the fourth level of true spirit."
"Become the first in the wilderness to be in the fourth-turn true spiritual realm!"
Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and shouted, and the true spirit realm experts behind him all showed joy on their faces, and they were full of fighting spirit.
Below, in the military formation, shouts resounded.
The fighting spirit of the military formations condensed into the shadows of the generals.
The human race is in great power.
Shang Yue and the others' faces were as dark as water.
It turns out that they were just passing by.
The other party wants to open a passage to the secret realm.
How come they don’t know about this passage?
"To open the passage, you need a true soul from the Golden Crow tribe who has turned three true spirits." King Yang Zhen pointed the long knife in his hand and looked at Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu.
"Which of you stays?"
"I can let the others go."
Let the others go, leave one person behind, and use the soul and true spirit to open the passage?
Shang Chiyu shouted lowly: "Don't even think about it. Even if I explode my soul, I won't be able to let you destroy the secret land of my Golden Crow tribe and get the three-legged Golden Crow true spiritual bone."
Shang Yue nodded heavily, and the power of the Golden Crow True Spirit gathered around him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s just a fight to the death.
"Haha, if you don't have a third-turn true spirit, ten thousand ordinary Golden Crow powerful souls and ten Golden Crow true spirits will do."
Yang Zhen laughed loudly and raised the long knife in his hand.
As his long sword slowly fell, the momentum of the human race gathered.
Just waiting for one hit.
"If you are defeated, you will explode your true spirit." Behind Shang Yue, an old man shouted in a deep voice.
"You too, if anyone gives his soul to the human race and becomes a tool to open the secret realm, he will be the sinner of our Golden Crow tribe!" A True Spirit Realm person looked down and shouted loudly.
The true spirit will self-destruct, and other people's souls will self-destruct, and there will definitely be no chance for human beings to open the secret realm.
At this moment, all the Jinwu people were determined to die.
Shang Yue took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Shang Chiyu followed him.
Even if the two third-turn true spirits die, they will take away at least ten true spirits.
"Should we hold on and wait for Patriarch Han and the others to come out?" Suddenly, someone spoke from below.
"Yes, Prince Shang Zhenyu and the others haven't come out yet."
"Yes, as long as they come out, maybe..."
Below, a low voice sounded.
What's the meaning?
Shang Yue suddenly turned around.
Your legitimate son is not dead yet?
Who is Patriarch Han?
"Is it Han Muye?"
"Are they still in that secret realm?"
The speaker is Shang Jian, the elder of Shangtang tribe.
He once went to Zhiyang City, broke open the altar site, delivered messages, and had a conversation with Han Muye.
He knew that Han Muye seemed to be famous in the secret place.
"The leader of the Han clan, the Crown Prince Shang Zhenyu, and the others are blocking the clan army and should be out soon." Someone responded loudly below.
Shang Jian, Shang Yue and others showed surprise on their faces.
There are still clansmen in the secret realm!
Shang Zhen Prison and they are not dead yet!
Even though there were countless human armies in front of them, and hundreds of human true spirits were surrounding and killing them, everyone was still happy to hear that those close to them were still alive.
"Shang Zhen Prison, come out quickly!" Shang Yue shouted.
"Today you and I, father and son, will fight side by side and die without regrets!" Shang Yue smiled.
Behind, there was a roaring sound in the void.
The world seemed to be broken open at once.
One after another figures flew down.
"Okay!" Shang Zhenyu, holding a long knife with an excited look on his face, rushed to Shang Yue's side.
On top of his head, there is a golden true spirit bone floating on top of the Golden Crow True Spirit.
As Shang Zhenyuan returned, countless golden figures descended.
Each one of them has the power of true spiritual bones intertwined with them.
Real spiritual bones!
One person.
Tens.
hundreds.
Thousands.
Thousands of people!
Ten thousand true spiritual bones!
Ten thousand elites of the Golden Crow clan who are at the ninth level of Yuanling, fused with true spirit bones, become half-step true spirits.
How many true spirits can ten thousand half-step true spirits defeat?
"boom--"
In the void, Han Muye and Zhang Chenyang, holding long swords, flew out, full of evil aura.
"Seniors, kill all the eight true spirits and eight true spirits from the 100,000 people who have sneaked into our Golden Crow clan's secret place!" Han Muye's words contained the evil aura that had not been eliminated from the war.
Not only him, but everyone who came out of the secret realm at this time had this evil aura rising to the sky.
He has just killed someone, so he is naturally evil!
Destroy a hundred thousand human army and kill eight true spirits!
Kill all the powerful people from the human race who have sneaked into the secret place of the Golden Crow Clan!
Shang Yue and others' facial muscles twitched and they couldn't help laughing.
In the void, endless Golden Crow power surged.
There seemed to be a golden divine light emerging from the surrounding heaven and earth.
"Seniors, the Divine Court's secret records indicate that ten thousand true spirits can activate the Divine Court's defensive formation." Han Muye cupped his fists towards Shang Yue and cast his gaze into the distance.
"Do you want to turn it on?"
Ten thousand true spirits!
How powerful was the Jinwu tribe in ancient times?
When ten thousand true spirits gather together, what kind of magnificent scene will it be?
"Open!" Shang Yue shouted without hesitation.
As his voice fell, Han Muye's black sword struck down.
"boom--"
The long sword struck the bluestone below, causing countless rocks to collapse.
Among the rocks, golden lights emerged and intertwined.
In the sky, ten thousand true spiritual bones reflect and blend with these golden lights.
It seems that this is telling.
Tell us about the glory of the Divine Court in those days, and tell us about the brilliance of these true spirits.
"boom--"
Golden formations rose up one after another.
A golden-armored giant with a golden black head and a human body.
These illusory, thousands-foot-long figures rushed towards the human army.
This is the final glory of the Divine Court.
This is the final glory of the Golden Crow Divine Court.
This is the final brilliance of the Golden Crow clan.
After all, the Divine Court no longer exists.
"kill--"
Shang Yue burst into tears and shouted loudly.
"kill--"
Countless Jinwu people looked up to the sky and shouted.
There was a trembling sound among the pieces of the Golden Crow’s true spiritual bones.
It seems that these strong men who survived from ancient times have returned, and together with the younger generations, they are killing the enemy with all their strength.
"boom--"
A large human formation was directly knocked away.
King Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and looked around.
His eyes fell on the ten thousand true spiritual bones, and then turned to Han Muye who was holding a long sword.
Everything was done by this guy who had just entered the true spirit for the first time.
It’s all this person!
"kill--"
Yang Zhenfei stepped forward and chopped off Han Muye's head with the long knife in his hand.
Shang Chiyu, who had noticed him earlier, stepped forward to block him.
But Shang Chiyu couldn't block the sword and was pushed away.
Han Muye held the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Seniors, please help me kill the enemy!"
As if in response to him, between heaven and earth, endless golden crow divine light shrouded his body.
On his body, prehistoric armor appeared, and then, golden light intertwined on ten thousand true spirit bones, turning into a pair of golden crow wings, and landed behind him.
Blessed by the power of the Golden Crow.
Han Muye flew forward and his long sword collided with the light of the sword coming down from his head.
"boom--"
The sword shattered.
What kind of weapon in the world can be as strong as Han Muye's sword?
No.
This long sword is blessed by the true spirit divine pattern of a hundred three-legged golden crows.
It can be said to be the hardest real weapon in the Great Wasteland here.
The light of the sword struck by the Heaven-Suppressing King Yang Zhen was directly shattered by the sword.
Han Muye flew forward and stepped forward.
King Zhentian showed surprise on his face, snorted coldly, and slashed down with his long sword again.
Swords collide with knives.
Han Muye retreated thousands of feet, his wings exploded from his back, his face turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is the price of challenging the third level of True Spirit!
The third transformation of the true spirit is the strongest existence in this world.
But Han Muye, who was vomiting blood from his mouth, laughed out loud.
In front, Yang Zhen, holding a long knife, looked extremely ugly.
It wasn't because he didn't kill Han Muye with one blow, but because at this moment, a penetrating crack appeared on the long knife in his hand.
His sword is a real weapon.
A treasure with thirty true spirit patterns!
This real weapon, which could double his combat power, was shattered like this!
"kill--"
Han Muye held the sword in his hand and shouted loudly.
"kill--"
Countless Golden Crow people responded.
"kill--"
It seems as if the whole world, as if the entire divine court, seems to have traveled through the entire timeline.
Countless powerful people from the Golden Crow clan shouted loudly.
They seemed to be killing the enemy together with Han Muye.
Protect their divine court.
"boom--"
The phantom of a golden golden armor collapsed.
But this phantom of golden armor took away the lives of at least 100,000 human troops.
"boom--"
Another golden-armored phantom exploded, tearing into pieces the true spirit of a powerful human true spirit man.
More golden-armored phantoms rushed forward.
Tens of thousands of Golden Crow true spirit bones were suspended, causing everyone to rush forward.
Just when Yang Zhen was about to shout, Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu arrived at the same time.
Without the blessing of the real long sword in his hand, even at the third level, the Golden Crow Clan is no worse than the Human Clan.
On the contrary, the human race is far inferior to the Golden Crow race.
Two strong men from the human race who were also three-turn true spirits rushed forward, and the three of them worked together to barely draw a draw with Shang Yue and Shang Chiyu.
As a result, the battle situation was chaotic, and King Zhentian did not even have a chance to command the army.
As for the other hundred human true spirits, they could not stop the impact of tens of thousands of half-step true spirits and fled in all directions.
Below, the human army began to flee.
Can't stop it!
"kill--"
Han Muye shouted loudly.
Countless Golden Crows surged like golden waves, burning the world outside.
Han Muye stood where he was, with flames intertwined all over his body.
Fire rules.
Sacrifice rules.
Courage rules.
The three rules condensed and turned into three haloes of light, wrapping his body.
This intersection of powers made him feel as if he was bathing in the essence of heaven and earth.
His body seemed to have undergone an indescribable change.
It seems that there are many more connections with this world.
Han Muye didn't know whether this involvement was good or bad.
But he felt that his understanding of the rules was purer.
"boom--"
Shang Yue knocked back Tianzhen King Yang Zhen with one punch, then looked up to the sky and smiled.
Yang Zhen held a spear in his hand, his expression changing.
Turning around and looking around, countless armies had been wiped out.
If he doesn't leave, his army will be destroyed here.
"retreat--"
He gritted his teeth and let out a low cry.
The two powerful human beings who had reached the third level of the True Spirit followed closely behind, and the other powerful people in the True Spirit Realm slowly left the battle group.
At this time, at least ten true spirits died.
Below, the army's injuries were even more unimaginable.
When all the military formations under his command were withdrawn from the ruins, at least one million troops were lost.
Yang Zhen trembled all over and clenched his fists.
"Golden Crow tribe, you wait!"
Ahead, the Golden Crow clan shouted loudly.
Countless golden streams of light rose into the sky.
Each ray of golden light represents a half-step true spirit stepping into the true spirit realm.
"Walk!"
King Zhentian turned around and left.
…
Big win!
The Golden Crow tribe has been fighting against the human race for so many years, but they have never won such a great victory!
The elites of the Golden Crow clan were shouting loudly, and the elders of the True Spirit Realm were also smiling.
Shang Yue looked ahead, golden light surging around his body.
He turned his head and looked at Han Muye who was standing aside.
Others also quietly looked at this junior who was not well-known but extremely powerful.
Is he the best among the younger generation to be able to fight head-on with the Heaven-Suppressing King Yang Zhen?
Shang Yue and the others stayed at the Golden Crow Divine Courtyard for several days and could only slowly leave.
Most of the decorations here have been destroyed and have no value.
Before leaving, Shang Yue took action with regret and sadness and destroyed the altar passage that could indeed lead to the secret realm.
There is no way, even if the Golden Crow tribe recovers more strength, it is impossible to stop the human race.
The human race has finally become the masters of this world.
"I, the Golden Crow Clan, don't know where else to retreat."
Standing outside the old site of Shenting, Shang Yue looked at the slowly collapsing stone pillars and spoke softly.
Everyone else had complicated expressions.
No one knows where the Golden Crow tribe can retreat to.
As the clan leader of the three major tribes, he could only say such words, which shows that the Golden Crow clan is about to be unable to support itself.
"Perhaps we can unite with other ethnic groups."
"Or, perhaps, form an alliance with the Xuanling Fairy Kingdom." Han Muye whispered.
But this is just what he said.
The general trend that determines a race cannot be participated in by someone who has just entered the True Spirit Realm.
After running in formation and retreating hundreds of millions of miles, the elites of each tribe began to slowly disperse.
Regardless of whether they have obtained true spiritual bones or not, this experience, the endless battle, is an extremely rare experience for these elites.
Fight against the strong ones of the true spirit, and fight side by side with the strong ones of the third level of the true spirit.
In the Golden Crow Divine Courtyard, fight with the souls of those powerful men from countless years ago.
These experiences will allow these Golden Crow elites who are lucky enough to survive to grow rapidly.
In the future, they will be the pillars of their own ethnic group.
"I hope none of you will tell anyone about what happened in the secret realm of the Golden Crow Clan Seizing the Sun Conference this time." When everyone left, Shang Yue greeted them personally.
He looked solemn and spoke solemnly.
"Whether it's Patriarch Han Muye, Shang Zhenyu, the others, or all of you, they all need time to grow."
"Whatever treasures and experiences you get in the secret realm will be digested slowly and cannot be snatched by outsiders."
"Those human hunters will also use all their strength to hunt down those who benefit from the secret realm."
Everyone remembers Shang Yue's words.
If you are not careful, you will really be hunted.
When Han Muye was about to leave, Shang Yuebing retreated from the others.
"Han Muye, you are different from others. You will become the target of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty."
"Don't think that becoming a true spirit means you won't be hunted."
Hatred flashed through Shang Yue's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, Shang Zhenyuan's eldest brother, who had been a true spirit for 80,000 years, died unexpectedly during a mission to transport grain and fodder to the rear."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! True spirit strong people may be hunted by the human race.
Based on Han Muye's performance in this secret realm and his undefeated record against the King of Zhentian in the ruins of the Golden Crow Divine Court, he will definitely become a key hunting target of the human race.
Even the King of Zhentian would offer a sky-high price to hunt down Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and a golden light covered the surrounding world.
Shang Yue was a little surprised.
The next moment, his eyes widened.
Han Muye raised his hand, and countless golden true spirit bones emerged.
At least 50,000 pieces of real spiritual bones!
"I brought these 50,000 true spiritual bones from the secret realm."
Han Muye looked at the horrified Shang Yue and said softly: "This is what the Haotian Golden Crow means."
Haotian Golden Crow!
The Great Sun Golden Crow in the sky has never responded to the prayers of the Golden Crow tribe!
"Haotian, he, what did he say?"
Shang Yue looked at Han Muye in disbelief.
"He wants to use these true spirit bones to help the Golden Crow clan."
"At least, let the Golden Crow clan remain undefeated for the time being."
Han Muye's eyes revealed a profound light.
Although he will not face the Wanhua Immortal Lord in this world, sometimes, fate is magical.
He knew that there would be a day when he would meet with the Wanhua Immortal Lord.
Haotian Golden Crow should have known that such a day would come, right?
Haotian Golden Crow knows even more that Wanhua Immortal Lord will leave when he gets what he wants.
Perhaps, this is the future that the Haotian Golden Crow wants the Golden Crow to wait for?
Shang Yue took away 50,000 Jinwu tribe’s true spiritual bones.
With these true spiritual bones, the three major tribes can gather countless strong men from the Golden Crow clan.
At least for hundreds of thousands of years, there won't be any problems on the front line.
After Han Muye returned to the Hanshan tribe, he went into seclusion directly.
In front of him, golden haloes appeared.
rule!
The flame rule is the lowest level rule.
Sacrifice is a medium level.
On the same level as the rule of sacrifice is courage.
Lines of green aura emerged from Han Muye's fingertips.
These are the forces of rules he once gathered.
These powers are under the suppression of this world and cannot be used, but he can understand them.
The rules of life and death.
Controlling the life and death of living beings is different from the rules of sacrifice. This rule is actually one level lower, the same level as flames.
Because this kind of control over life and death cannot truly control the other party.
It's just like the rules of fire, allowing the opponent to continue to weaken.
Of course, this is for the true spiritual realm.
Under the true spirit, all are ants.
In addition to the rules of life and death, among the rules he controls, there is also the life and breath of Tongtianmu.
Rules that are above life and death.
"Then, the next thing I want to understand is immortality, which is combined with sacrifice, life and death, and life and breath!"
On Han Muye's body, golden light intertwined, covering his body.