659, Reversal with Ba Xias bloodline, swallowing the dragon crocodile!
"who is it--"
"Who dares to be an enemy of our Luyang Immortal Dynasty!"
After several loud shouts, figures rushed towards the God-Slaying War Puppet.
At least it’s Da Luo Jin Wonderland!
Golden snares, condensed with fairy light, collided with the huge God-Slaying War Puppet.
A group of Daluo Jinxian join forces and without the power of the Immortal Lord, they are absolutely unable to resist.
But at this time, the Immortal Lord in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm has been blocked from the Immortal Burial City.
In the distance, on a flying boat above the sky, the golden-armored warrior standing on the deck snorted coldly.
He was ordered to conquer the Rain-Fading Immortal Realm. If it weren't for the great gathering of all realms, and no more destruction and occupation of one realm would occur in each realm, there would be no harm in destroying the Rain-Fading Immortal Realm directly.
"boom--"
All the fairy light collided with the God-Slaying War Puppet.
But it's not like everyone imagined that the war puppet would be directly smashed to pieces.
Instead, the war puppet trembled slightly, and all the immortal light was extinguished.
Golden light flashed in the war puppet's eyes, and he raised his hand again.
"Quickly rewind——"
"Bold, if you dare to hurt me, the Great Luo Jinxian of Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, I will make your life worse than death!"
Ahead, an old man in black robes shouted low, and without hesitation, the golden sword in his hand struck the war puppet headlong.
It was obvious that he wanted to cut the war puppet in half with one strike.
Others cannot kill people in Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, but he can kill them.
It's that simple.
"Kill!" The war puppet let out a low roar.
With one punch, all the figures of Daluo Jinxian in front were wrapped in the strong wind and then torn apart.
"Bang——"
The fairy light pillar of the fallen Da Luo Jinxian shines brightly, illuminating the heaven and earth, allowing the fairy light to feed back from thousands of miles away.
The power of heaven and earth vibrates.
"Buzz——"
On the Immortal Burial City, black figures appeared one after another.
War puppet.
These are the defensive forces in Immortal Burial City.
Lines of fairy light emerged from these war puppets, matching the power of the God-Slaying war puppets below.
"boom--"
The body of the God-Slaying War Puppet shines with golden light.
The Immortal Lord's blow to the head was directly blocked by the God-Slaying War Puppet, who raised his arm.
The sword shattered into pieces, but the God-Slaying War Puppet was unscathed.
The next moment, the God-Slaying War Puppet rushed out.
Rush towards the powerful Immortal Lord.
His body became three feet long, with a long golden stick in his hand.
"call--"
The long stick carried the roaring wind that was irresistible, intertwined with the power of heaven and earth, and turned into a violent lion.
This is the battle method of Dahuang.
In the wilderness, pure power is emphasized.
The God-Slaying War Puppet is best at stimulating pure power.
The expression of the powerful Immortal Lord changed and he wanted to retreat, but suddenly his expression became extremely ugly.
His body is locked by the opponent!
It was the combination of divine soul and physical power that suppressed his divine soul.
The other party obviously can't see how advanced his cultivation is, so why would he use such methods?
Naturally, he didn't know that this was the tyranny of Dahuang's cultivation methods.
Dahuang's way of cultivation has its drawbacks, but in terms of fighting power, it is more fierce and violent.
If you can't hide, fight.
The green-robed Immortal Lord snorted coldly and raised the long knife in his hand.
The sword light turned directly into a flash of lightning, so fast that it seemed to split the world in front of it.
He can indeed do it.
The powerful Immortal Lord can break through this world together.
"boom--"
The light of the sword collided with the golden light of the long stick, causing a loud explosion.
Then, streams of golden light exploded in all directions, turning into flowing clouds and drifting away.
The origin of heaven and earth escapes!
This blow broke the world!
This is the power of the Immortal King!
The other party is also an immortal king!
The strength of the God-Slaying Puppet has long been stronger than that of the Immortal Lord.
But he couldn't understand the rules, and he didn't have the blessing of luck, so he could only rely on strength.
His defense is terrifying and his attack is not weak, but he still cannot reach the combat power of the Immortal Lord.
However, in the realm of the Immortal Lord, the God-Slaying War Puppet is already invincible!
"boom--"
The body of the powerful Immortal Lord from the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm was directly knocked away.
The fragments of the broken long knife turned into golden streams of light, shooting rapidly in all directions.
"Quickly retreat!"
Someone in the battle formation exclaimed.
"Attack." A voice sounded from the Immortal Burial City.
Han Muye, standing in the distance, looked at the Immortal Burial City with a slight smile on his face.
Standing on the Immortal Burial City is Xu Wei.
This Confucian and Taoist genius has now reached the Golden Immortal Realm in terms of immortality.
His greatest talent is not just cultivation, but governance.
Taking charge of Immortal Burial City on behalf of Han Muye, Xu Wei's talents were displayed to their fullest.
Whether it is the connection with all parties in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the transactions with other immortal realms, or even the attack on the God Realm, they are all under control.
Although Immortal Burial City has been keeping a low profile in recent years, it has become the strongest force in the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm.
The reputations of those old big forces are still great, but they know that they were left behind by Immortal Burial City long before their strength.
Immortal Burial City, Yunlan City, and Blood Dropping Cliff are all connected in a line, and they are all controlled by the Yunlan Sword Immortal.
Immortal Burial City is strong, Yunlan City is rich, and Blood Dropping Cliff is dangerous.
"boom--"
Following Xu Wei's order, groups of black-armored soldiers and puppets from the Immortal Burial City rushed out.
The battle formation gathered, and a shadow of thousands of feet appeared above the head of the army, attacking the retreating military formation outside the city.
The God-Slaughter War Puppet roared loudly, and his strength was connected with the battle formation, triggering endless immortal light, and he punched out one after another.
The heaven and earth roared and exploded, and the military formations in front were defeated one by one.
Combining the power of the war puppet with Immortal Burial City is the strongest method of Immortal Burial City.
"You just wait, our Zhaoyang Immortal Realm, Luyang Immortal Dynasty, will definitely destroy your Fuyu Immortal Realm -" The golden-armored warrior standing on the flying boat said harsh words, and then led the broken army out of the sky.
Below, many military formations and strong men also attracted the fairy light and left the Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
As these people left, many immortal lights rose below, and strong men from the Bloody War Sect, Sword Sect, Tianyao Sect and other sects in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm stepped into the Immortal Burial City.
Obviously, these people were blocked at their own door before and couldn't get in at all.
After the rise of the Immortal Burial City from the Immortal Burial City, the Rain-Reflecting Immortal Realm became increasingly powerful. It formed alliances with many Immortal Realms and attacked several more Immortal Realms.
It is a pity that since the last time Yunlan Dao Sect was plotted by the God Realm and almost ruined the entire Rain-Raining Immortal World, and the Taoist sect was directly split, the overall strength of the Yu-Rain Immortal World has dropped a lot.
This time, facing the attack from the powerful immortal world, we can only rely on the Immortal Burial City to resist it.
"Yunlan Sword Immortal."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the top of the city of Burial Immortal City, someone exclaimed.
Everyone turned around and saw Han Muye standing on the deck of a flying boat with a calm expression.
The God-Slaying War Puppet has also returned to the deck.
Xu Wei, standing at the top of the Immortal Burial City, had a hint of emotion on his face and said with a smile: "If you don't come back, this city will be lost."
Hearing his words, Han Muye laughed.
"If you want to lose Immortal Burial City in your hands, they are not qualified."
Han Muye was not just praising Xu.
At this time, not even 10% of the city's power has been used, and all the powerful warriors and powerful weapons are useless.
It was obvious that Xu Wei wanted to use the power of Immortal Burial City to slowly wear down the opponent's strength.
In the absence of an absolutely strong person, this method is very stable.
Xu Wei also laughed out loud.
Today, there are more than twenty powerful Immortal Lords in Immortal Burial City.
The previous Purple Jade Immortal Lord, Tutian Demon King and others were all elders in the city. Together with the other Immortal Lords from Tonghe Immortal Realm, they were already elder-level figures.
In the entire Rain-covering Immortal World, no sect has so many powerful Immortal Lords.
Including the three Immortal Lords in Yunlan City and the seven Immortal Lords in Dripping Blood Cliff, Han Muye's power of Immortal Lords in the Rain-covering Immortal Realm has reached thirty.
This huge power can already control the entire Rain-covering Immortal Realm.
When Han Muye returned to Immortal Burial City, Guangyuan, the leader of the Sword Sect, Yuchen Xianjun, the great elder of the Yunlan Dao Sect, and others came to meet him.
Although these former overlords of the Rain-covering Immortal Realm would not bow their heads in front of Han Muye, they were still equals.
This is the world of spiritual practice, where strength is the most important thing.
Han Muye didn't have much communication with the various forces. He just finalized the meeting of elites and then went deep into the hall to start retreat.
He said it was a retreat, but in fact he was taking stock of his own cultivation and the strength and resources at hand.
Now, his cultivation has reached the peak of Immortal Lord, but if he wants to step into Immortal Lord, he needs to integrate the rules of this world.
This is just a realm.
For Han Muye, true strength has never been in the realm of cultivation.
His physical strength has been tempered by the wild world, and he is already unimaginably powerful, comparable to a mythical beast.
This is because he has not merged with the body of the dragon and crocodile on the Blood Dropping Cliff.
In addition to his physical strength, Han Muye's swordsmanship has surpassed the realm.
There is probably no other strong man who practices swordsmanship in the world who can compare with him.
From the memories of various inherited swords, Han Muye could no longer find a strong person who could catch his eye.
Swordsmanship, invincible.
Now he can also use Han Muye's three soul swords.
The power of his soul has become as powerful as the Immortal Lord.
Controlling Kunwu, controlling the Great Wilderness, and being nourished by thousands of swords, the power of his soul is constantly improving.
In this world, even the Immortal Lord does not have the opportunity to refine his soul like him.
The three soul swords are combined into one, the swordsmanship and the power of the soul are combined into one, and the intention to kill is combined with the power of the physical bloodline.
Han Muye didn't know how much power he would be able to exert in the end.
If the level of these powers is not enough, the rules he controls are four, and there are dozens of other scattered rules.
The most important thing is that he still has the power to measure calamities in his hands.
The green aura of calamity circulates, seeming to destroy the world.
After practicing in the Xu Realm for so many years, Han Muye has not yet come to terms with the power of calamity.
No matter how powerful the people in this world are, they cannot control the power of calamity.
It was completely a coincidence that he had this power of calamity.
But this small amount of calamity power can become his trump card.
"Good boy, I'm going to judge your strength. You are really a monster." Seeing the green aura in Han Muye's hand, the golden bird began to chirp again.
Don't mention it, although this golden bird is noisy, it is also one of Han Muye's trump cards.
Coupled with this True Spirit Bone Sword that aggregates hundreds of True Spirit Divine Marks, Han Muye has some expectations about whether his power can compete with the strongest forces in the God Realm.
Throwing the golden bird aside, Han Muye raised his hand, and golden light flashed in front of him, surrounded by fairy light.
Most of the divine crystals, fairy spirit stones, Huangzhu and Tianyuanzhu were left to Mu Wan and Huang Zhihu.
But over the years, the profits from Yunlan City and Immortal Burial City have been brought to his hands, and they are huge.
Quantity no longer matters.
Accumulation on the scale of billions cannot be measured by quantity.
This kind of wealth is something any immortal would be jealous of.
Especially the transactions in Immortal Burial City, the details of which are completely unknown to outsiders.
Who would have thought that behind the Immortal Burial City are transactions with countless realms throughout the Zhou Tian World.
All kinds of materials and treasures are circulated in the Immortal Burial City, and eventually become the wealth of the Immortal Burial City.
Treasures that are hard to find in the fairy world can be found everywhere in the Immortal Burial City.
There are also millions of blood beads sent from Dripping Blood Cliff.
Bloodline Beads are urgently needed in the God Realm, a treasure that can suppress the body of dragon and crocodile.
These treasures are common in the God Realm.
Apart from all kinds of wealth, each of those immortal treasures and treasures can attract powerful immortal kings to compete for them.
An alchemy cauldron and a sword.
There are a total of two hundred and thirty-two immortal swords.
The Five Elements Divine Furnace has not yet become one, mainly because Han Muye does not want to add another gossip around him.
There are dozens of other various fairy treasures and treasures.
After putting away all the treasures, Han Muye waved his hand.
A long, crystal-clear ruler appeared in front of him.
"Measure the sky ruler, tsk tsk..." The golden bird's eyes shined as it poked its head in.
Measuring ruler.
This was the treasure in the hands of Immortal Tongtian, and it was also a treasure that existed in the prehistoric era.
After Tongtian Immortal Venerable scattered all the treasures, this most precious treasure was obtained by Wanhua Immortal Venerable.
The power to shatter heaven and earth.
There is a rule in the measuring ruler, which is the power to break through the sky.
This is different from the Kunwu Golden Sword.
The power of the enlightened beast is space, and this measuring ruler is purely empty.
Break open the world.
With the power of the Measuring Ruler, it is possible to break through the Zhoutian Divine Realm.
Taking stock of his own strength, Han Mu's ambition was stable.
As long as he moves forward step by step like this, he can reach the pinnacle of the world and step into that door.
After putting away all the treasures and keeping his cultivation silent, Han Muye finally walked out of the secret room.
"Brother, the Xuanjia Sect of the God Realm can't hold on any longer." Zhao Chen stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.
Zhao Chen and Bai Suzhen returned to Burial Fairy City together because there were many transactions that needed to be controlled.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhao Chen controls the transactions in Immortal Burial City, while Bai Suzhen still collects swords from all sides, collects swords containing the memories of various strong men, and gives them to Han
Makino.
Han Muye has no shortage of wealth in his hands. These swords placed in the Wanhe Sword Box can become his fighting power.
The twin swords of Qing Ming and Zi Yan are now the best among immortal treasures. With the power of the sword box activated, I am afraid not many among the immortal monarchs can resist it.
Han Muye's methods were more prepared for a battle with the Immortal Lord.
In the fairy world, there are no rivals.
His enemy is in the divine realm.
His enemies are other calamities.
"Xuanjia Sect?" Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
To be honest, Xuanjia Weapon Refining Sect was deceived by him.
Several transactions and the Five Elements Divine Furnace were the foundation of Xuanjia Sect, but they were dug up by him.
He also directly obtained the last Tianhuang war puppet and gave it to Xiang Lingshuang and the others.
Zhao Chen said that the Xuanjia Sect could not hold on because it showed its power in the bloody cliff battle last time.
The forces of the Tianhuang war puppets swept across, causing heavy losses to the army of the God Realm.
All parties in the God Realm are now putting pressure on Xuanjia Sect, asking Xuanjia Sect to hand over the Tianhuang War Puppet.
But how can the Xuanjia Sect have any war puppets at the Tianhuang level now?
They are still waiting to recover the war puppet in Han Muye's hands.
Zhu Cheng received news from Xuanjia Sect and was forced by all parties. Xuanjia Sect was on the verge of splitting.
"Give them three million divine crystals." Han Muye waved his hand.
"Let Zhu Cheng support the situation and slowly take Xuanjia Sect into his hands."
"How many divine crystals are needed later is up to you."
Xuanjia Sect has so many refining furnaces.
There are so many weapon refiners.
The key is that Xuanjia Sect has inheritance and weapon refiners who can refine various armors and puppets.
As long as there are enough spiritual materials, although it is impossible to refine the Ancient War Armor and the Ancient War Puppet, there is no problem in refining those at the Tianhuang level.
Han Muye had made various arrangements before and deliberately destroyed the Xuanjia Sect just to take the Xuanjia Sect into his hands.
"Don't worry, brother, it won't take long before Xuanjia Sect will become yours." Zhao Chen's face was full of smiles.
He has longed to enter the Xuanjia Sect and spread the Xuanjia Sect's business throughout the Zhoutian Divine Realm.
It's really sad to see that there are so many weapon refiners but they can't do business.
The Nine-Xuan Sword Tower is not far from the main hall of Immortal Burial City.
Now that there is no Coach Lin and the others, the sword tower is quite deserted.
Bai Suzhen saves the exchanged swords every day, and the best quality ones will be sent to Han Muye.
"Senior Brother Han came just in time. This sword is a bit strange."
Bai Suzhen was holding a long sword and just walked out of the sword pavilion.
This sword is more than three feet long and is entirely golden.
Han Muye reached out to take it and gently held the sword hilt.
The sword is called Chuyu, is three feet and five inches long, and weighs three thousand five hundred kilograms.
There is nothing fancy about the forging method.
A trace of surprise flashed across Han Muye's face.
He understood why Bai Suzhen said the sword was strange.
The aura coming out of the long sword was clearly not seen in other swords.
Some are decayed, but there is still a trace of new life?
The spirit of the fairy spirit filled the sword body, and the sword vibrated softly.
A picture appeared in Han Muye's mind.
Not the Zhou Tian Divine Realm!
Golden sky-supporting armors appeared in the picture, and the bodies of mythical beasts were suspended, becoming a world!
What a world this is!
A Taoist with a long sword flew away, practiced, gained enlightenment, and finally stepped into a decayed light door.
From the Light Gate, he came to the Zhoutian Divine Realm and lived in seclusion.
He kept sending his location back, but unfortunately there was no response.
"I have really found the world that the Galaxy Universe created back then..."
One hundred thousand years ago, the Taoist whispered in his mouth and passed away sadly.
Playing back the scenes in his memory over and over again, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
Those golden armors are the prehistoric armors that destroyed the prehistoric world back then.
Those mythical beast bodies are the mythical beasts that were kidnapped back then.
The world that was so powerful that it could shatter the ancient world has also fallen?
It can be seen that there are very few people in that world who can control prehistoric level armor.
More people can only survive in the bodies of mythical beasts and practice by relying on the power of the beast's death and dissipation.
So many ancient battle armors can only be left empty, and no one can refine them.
Those practitioners need dozens or hundreds of people to control the armor.
As for the ancient battle puppets, they can only be kept in the warehouse because they consume too much.
The practitioners in this world called the Galaxy Universe miss the past glory and search everywhere for the world they once ruled.
They want to use the power of the worlds they ruled back then to continue their dominance of the galaxy and universe.
The Taoist named Zhang Yuling was looking for the ancient world that he had ruled before, and passed through the teleportation land to reach the Zhoutian Divine Realm.
Zhang Yuling's sword was later found and sent to a small sect in the God Realm.
Some of Zhang Yuling's belongings were also in that sect.
Remembering these messages, Han Muye put away his sword.
Let Bai Suzhen continue to collect swords, Han Muye left the sword pavilion and quietly left the city.
I had previously discussed with those mythical beasts in the Great Wilderness Realm that although the origin of the Calamity Tribulation was unknown, it would not affect another universe.
Han Muye was curious about how the galaxy universe was deployed and teleported to this universe without collapsing.
Also, if the Galaxy Universe has fallen, how much power does the Seal Dragon Crocodile still have?
So are the marks in Kunwu still useful?
Thinking of the power of sealing the dragon crocodile, Han Mu became ambitious and accelerated his flight speed.
The sword went straight into the Blood Dropping Cliff, and when he stepped into the secret place inside the Blood Dropping Cliff, he finally sensed his sword-killing soul.
"boom--"
When he stepped into the secret place, the blood evil power in the entire secret place boiled.
Sure enough, the power of this great formation to suppress the dragon crocodile had actually declined long ago, relying entirely on the accumulated strength of countless practitioners in later generations.
If the dragon crocodile dared to break free on its own, it would have been able to get out long ago.
It's a pity that he didn't dare.
He was afraid of attracting the powerful men from the galaxy universe to come again.
Perhaps, far away in the God Realm, the suppressed Tongtian Immortal Lord doesn’t know this, right?
If he knew, would he still be willing to be suppressed?
Han Muye raised his hand, and the huge dragon-crocodile tail in front of him slowly melted, and finally turned into a long golden mace and fell into his hand.
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With the long mace in hand, the physical power of the dragon crocodile was poured into his body.
This is the power of a super overlord-level beast from the prehistoric era!
Even if Han Muye used his sword-killing soul to refine it, he would not be able to exert one ten thousandth of the power of the dragon-crocodile body at this time.
"How much rich experience have you accumulated..." The golden bird flew up and slapped Han Muye's shoulder hard with its wings.
A golden golden crow flame penetrated Han Muye's body, suppressing the surging blood evil power.
"I can't hold it down for long. You need to find the power to suppress the evil spirit of the dragon and crocodile."
Jinniao shook his head and said with some regret: "This power is too strong. He was the overlord in the prehistoric times."
"I feel like you can't completely control it, and you have to give up eventually."
Looking around, Jinniao whispered: "Look, those guys who broke the ancient world in the past were not able to take the dragon crocodile body away in the end."
How strong were those people in the Galaxy Universe back then?
In the end, the dragon and crocodile body was not brought back.
The dragon crocodile is really too powerful and cannot be controlled at all.
Han Muye ignored Jinniao at this time.
There was golden light in his eyes, and the Golden Crow Divine Flame was activated to its maximum strength.
Behind him, three swords of the soul shine.
The shadow of a huge green bull with long horns appeared.
Kui Niu, the being who controls the thunder.
Then, the beast suddenly appeared, looking up to the sky and hissing.
Reversal with Ba Xia’s bloodline and swallow the dragon crocodile!
The golden bird looked at the neighing bully and his eyes widened.
"You, you are crazy, Ba Xia's bloodline is to inherit the dragon crocodile, how could you -"
Having said this, he has shut up.
Because in front of him, Han Muye really stimulated Baxia's bloodline to continuously attack, quickly refining the power of Dragon Crocodile.
The soul in Dragon Crocodile's body has long since left, becoming the Tongtian Immortal Lord.
At this time, this body only has the power of flesh and blood, and is completely dead.
If Han Muye hadn't experienced the wilderness, faced those mythical beasts, controlled Kunwu, and condensed the true spirit bone, he wouldn't have dared to swallow the dragon crocodile body.
But now, he has no fear of the ancient overlord!
"boom--"
The ancient battle armor appeared and was put on directly on the body.
At this moment, the ancient battle armor completely woke up.
Use the power of the armor to suppress the dragon crocodile, dominate the bloodline, and devour it against the odds!
"Madman..." The golden bird trembled, but spread its wings and transformed into a golden crow. Hundreds of golden true spirit patterns shone and fell towards the illusory place behind Han Muye.