Competing with those mythical beasts in the ancient world, one person can make those powerful men bow down.
Such a person is an extremely powerful existence even in the God Realm.
In Jinniao's calculations, Han Muye was definitely not Huang Zhenxiong's opponent.
"The fourth round is not about one person's strength." Han Muye chuckled and shook his head.
The fourth round of the Dingsheng Conference is chaotic battles and consecutive battles.
A chaotic war is surrounded and killed by all parties, but the truly strong can break out of the siege.
Lien Zhan is a series of overlapping battles with no time to relax.
Such a battle cannot be won by just one or two strong men.
"Then you have no chance of winning," Jinniao shook his head and whispered: "Behind him are the gods of the divine world, and there are many experts who are willing to rely on him."
Although Jinniao knew that Han Muye had back-up plans, especially those powerful Immortal Lords in Wanhua City, he still did not think highly of Han Muye.
Huang Zhenxiong's personal strength is so strong that he can suppress one party. Coupled with his background in the divine world, he also has the help of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.
This person is already the first person to book this grand meeting.
Han Muye smiled and looked at Hun Chaos.
Huan Chaos nodded and disappeared.
Han Muye and Jinniao also disappeared.
"boom--"
The whole world began to tremble, and then turned into endless golden light.
The entire Wutian Continent reappears.
But at this time, Wutianzhou is no longer a continuous area, but is divided into countless floating pieces of land.
Similar to the second round, at this time there is a strong man who participated in the Heyday Meeting sitting on every piece of land.
"That's round four!"
"Imitate the Zhoutian battlefield and turn it into a battle of all realms!"
The light curtains reappeared, and the eyes of the powerful men in front of the light curtains were shining with light.
Legend has it that the battlefield in Zhoutian looks like this, with countless strong men each occupying one side.
"Buzz——"
In the void, there are illusory figures emerging.
Some of those figures are tens of thousands of feet tall, like gods holding up the sky, and some are divine birds with wings spread out that can cover the heavens and the earth.
There are also strange beasts and phantoms of mythical beasts floating around.
"That is the projection of the strong man on the battlefield in Zhoutian."
In front of a curtain of light in the God Realm, an old man wearing a green robe spoke in a low voice.
Several white-haired old men behind him also showed a hint of excitement on their faces.
"It is said that the founding ancestor of my Chuyang Temple is on the Zhoutian battlefield. Every time, my disciples from the Chuyang Temple show their inheritance with all their strength on the battlefield of the Hesheng Meeting. Unfortunately, there is not even a single response."
An old man whispered regretfully.
Hearing his words, the old man wearing a golden crown in front shook his head: "How can the strong men in the Zhoutian battlefield care about things in the God Realm?"
"In their eyes, the divine world is just like the fairy world we see, a dispensable place."
"It's impossible for them to waste their energy on this person from the God Realm."
"Unless," the old man said in a low voice with a glimmer of light in his eyes, "unless there is a truly stunning talent in the heyday of the society."
Extraordinary talent?
Everyone shook their heads.
There have been countless grand gatherings, and there seems to be a strong person every time.
But the real final outcome is controlled by Shenyuan Heavenly Palace and those major sects in the God Realm. Where will any stunning talent appear?
In other words, the most beautiful talents in each session are the ones arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong.
It is impossible for anyone to show his prominence in the world of immortality and the world of gods.
If there are people from Shenyuan Tiangong who are valued by the powerful people in Zhoutian battlefield, the resources they bring when they go to Zhoutian battlefield will also be given to Shenyuan Tiangong.
In this way, Shenyuan Tiangong controls the divine world even more.
"boom--"
In the void, endless vortexes vibrate.
Between heaven and earth, there is a pull of power.
The scattered pieces of land began to collide.
The scene in the light curtain kept changing, and then it fell on a tall young man with an evil and handsome face.
The black magic dragon battle armor has the aura of life and death on its body. In its palm is a long spear, the tip of which is cold and mysterious.
Huang Laoliu.
The protagonist in this fourth round of light curtain turned out to be Huang Laoliu!
"It seems that this person is the protagonist and leader of this grand gathering arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong."
"In every grand gathering, whoever is the first to be enveloped by the fourth round of light curtain will be the first, without exception."
In front of a curtain of light, someone sighed with emotion.
"That is to build momentum for it and attract the attention of the powerful people in the Zhou Tian Divine Realm."
Some people looked at Huang Laoliu, whose blood was surging in the light curtain and shrouded in blood evil light, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"This guy is really strong."
"More than powerful!"
In front of the light curtain, someone was holding a treasure for exploring cultivation. At this time, confusion was revealed above the treasure.
"The guy who can make the Peeping Heaven Pearl unable to sense it is the demon dragon from the third round."
"It's interesting. In the third round, Demon Dragon and Han Muye were our dearest relatives and friends, brothers and sisters."
"Then let's see them fall in love and kill each other in the fourth round."
…
"boom--"
A piece of land collided with Huang Laoliu's heaven and earth. The strong man in golden armor standing on it fell on Huang Laoliu and trembled all over.
"you know me?"
Huang Laoliu pointed his spear forward.
"The Bear-Suppressing Immortal Lord." The Immortal Lord bowed, cupped his fists and whispered.
"Just get to know me." Huang Laoliu waved his hand and pointed forward, "I will take you to win this grand meeting. What are the benefits? Share it equally."
The benefits are shared equally!
How atmospheric is this!
Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, the Immortal Lord showed excitement on his face and bowed again: "Thank you, Immortal Lord Suppressing Bear."
"It is said that the Bear-Suppressing Immortal is the most generous to his brothers among the descendants of the God Realm, and it is indeed true."
As he spoke, he turned around and shouted to the front: "The Bear-Suppressing Immortal is here. Anyone who wants to take action, please come and pay your respects quickly——"
As his words fell, many powerful people arranged by the gods flew down around him.
In just a short time, this piece of land has turned into a mountain and river with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Those small worlds that are no more than a mile away must either wait and see or flee.
"The Bear-Suppressing Immortal of the God Realm?"
"This person seems to be different from the person arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong before. He seems to have a good reputation?"
In front of the light curtain, many people whispered.
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But it seems unnecessary for such people to come to the Dingsheng Meeting?
Is it to attract the attention of those powerful men on the battlefield in Zhoutian?
"boom--"
A piece of floating land hit the Baili Mountain River, and a big man wearing a green robe and holding a long pumpkin hammer in his hand flew up.
"It's the Immortal Lord of the Chongtian Immortal Realm!"
"This person is the favorite to win the championship in the grand competition."
"It's a pity that he met the powerful Immortal Lord."
Outside the light curtain, everyone looked at Immortal Zhu Zi who was blocked by a series of figures, with a look of pity on their faces.
If we go step by step, even if this person doesn't get first place, at least he will be in the top 100.
But look at it now, if he wants to challenge Huang Zhenxiong, he may fall directly.
"boom--"
Zhu Zi Immortal Lord shook the long hammer in his hand and flew away the three Immortal Lords who were blocking him. Then he paused and looked at Huang Laoliu.
"I heard that the Bear Suppressing Immortal Lord in the God Realm is extremely powerful, and I am willing to come and fight!"
"If the noble man is defeated, he is willing to listen to his orders!"
Challenge the Huangzhen Bear!
Challenge the Immortal Lord with the Immortal Lord!
How bold is this!
"Haha, this guy is really smart. He took advantage of the moment when the powerful man under the command of the Bear-Suppressing Immortal Lord came to seek refuge with him."
Outside the light curtain, someone smiled and spoke.
Even if Immortal Lord Zhu Zi is the pinnacle of Immortal Lords, there is no way he can rival the Immortal Lord in the God Realm.
What's more, the person in front of him is still a strong man among the immortals, and is extremely famous in the God Realm.
No one at the same level can defeat this kind of person, and the Immortal Lord is completely unworthy.
But Immortal Lord Zhu Zi did not really want to defeat Huang Zhenxiong, but he wanted to take refuge.
But if you just bow your head and bow like others, you won't get much use.
So he chose to challenge it deliberately.
In this way, as long as Huang Zhenxiong can execute more than a dozen moves, he will be able to see the skills of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zi.
Naturally, it can also be reused.
The goal that Zhu Zixianjun set for himself is ten moves.
It would be better if you could stick to a few more moves.
At this time, Immortal Zhu Zi's body was full of fighting spirit, and the golden light on the long hammer shone.
"Zhenxiong Immortal Lord, I am willing to kill such an arrogant person." A strong Immortal Lord standing in mid-air raised his hand to Huang Zhenxiong.
"The Bear-Suppressing Immortal Lord, let me come." Another Immortal Lord also shouted in a low voice.
For a time, several powerful Immortal Lords gathered their fighting spirit and had the intention to kill the Immortal Lord Zhu Zi.
We are all strong men who have practiced for countless years, how can anyone not understand each other's thoughts?
Immortal Lord Zhu Zi wants to show his strength and gain the respect of the Bear-Suppressing Immortal Lord. Who among us doesn’t want to take action to show his strength?
"boom--"
Huang Zhenxiong took a step forward, and the shadow of the demon dragon appeared on his body.
He let out a long laugh, put away his spear, and punched Immortal Zhu Zi on the head.
When this punch came down, whether it was the Immortal Lord Zhu Zi, the powerful Immortal Lord Realm who were watching in front of the light curtain, or the Immortal Lords standing in front of the light curtain in the Zhoutian Divine Realm, all had solemn expressions on their faces.
This punch has no power of heaven and earth.
Pure physical strength.
But the strength of his physical body has reached an unimaginable level.
The power of heaven and earth in Wutianzhou cannot withstand this pure physical force blow!
This physical power has been condensed into the power of rules!
"Well done!"
Zhu Zixianjun shouted, raised the golden hammer in his hand, and struck Huang Zhenxiong's fist.
The golden hammer turned into a roaring lion, its golden mane turbulent, attracting the power of heaven and earth to follow.
Use the power of heaven and earth to resist the power of the flesh.
Such a battle made countless people stare closely.
Can man conquer heaven, or is there no limit to manpower under the great road of heaven and earth?
Immortal Lord Zhu Zi struck out with all his strength, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Huang Zhenxiong's physical strength is extremely strong.
But there is no blessing from the power of heaven and earth.
If I can repel it with this hammer, then I might be able to attract the attention of powerful people from all sides?
He decided in his heart that as long as he could defeat Huang Zhenxiong with one punch, he would immediately withdraw from this hundred miles of mountains and rivers, and then gather strong men from all sides to compete with Huang Zhenxiong.
Under everyone's gaze, Huang Zhenxiong's punch collided with the golden lion.
There was no flash of light, no roar or explosion.
The lion's body shook and then shattered.
All around, pieces of broken golden sledgehammer fragments fell.
A top-notch fairy treasure just shattered into pieces!
The power of one punch!
But this punch didn't stop at all and continued to fall.
The roaring sound resounded, the shadow of the fist was blurry, and the wind turned into a roaring dragon of vitality and blood.
On this dragon shadow, every scale is clearly distinguishable.
"boom--"
The long dragon swallowed up the body of Zhuzi Immortal Lord, and then roared to the sky.
Changlong's power increased rapidly.
"Buzz——"
A golden beam of light rose.
The Immortal Lord has fallen!
An extremely powerful Immortal Lord in the world of cultivation died here just like that.
In front of the light curtain, everyone was silent.
Who can resist such a powerful punch?
In front of the light curtain of the Shenyuan Tiangong, the master of the Tiangong Palace approached again at some point with a smile on his face.
"Huang Zhenxiong's physical body knows that it has surpassed most of the old guys in the God Realm who use this way to condense the rules."
"Although I, Shenyuan Tiangong, do not practice this way, I can still be of some help to him."
"After all, times make heroes, and it's not bad to have good fortune."
The words of the Lord of Tiangong brought smiles to everyone's faces.
Huang Zhenxiong is really too strong.
With one punch, he directly killed a top immortal king.
It is impossible for anyone to compete with this kind of strength on the battlefield of the entire Hesheng Association.
Such a strong person must become the number one in the heyday.
Shenyuan Tiangong asked him to complete the task and gave him a huge profit. It would be a favor to him in the future.
Conquer heaven with human power!
The strength of Huang Zhenxiong has reached a point where it cannot be suppressed by this world!
This is the truly powerful person.
In front of the curtains of light, those strong men looked at Huang Laoliu's majestic appearance and felt emotions in their hearts.
"This guy is too strong. Boy Han really has no chance of winning..."
In the illusory place, a trace of sadness appears on the chaotic face.
He raised his hand a little, and countless light screens began to change.
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Some brandished swords and guns in their hands to defeat their opponents.
Some fists and kicks are so tyrannical, or their techniques are so sophisticated that they can directly overwhelm the opponent.
In the fourth round of the battle, the strength shown was extremely strong, already at the pinnacle of the world.
This is how the reputation of the Dingsheng Club was built.
"Bang——"
A figure took action to repel the powerful Immortal Lord in front of him. Before he could take a breath, an Immortal Lord flew down in front of him.
The three Immortal Lords engaged in battle, and a curtain of light suddenly rose, trapping the three of them inside.
Just like the second round, only the winner can leave.
"That's Han Muye!" A figure appeared in the light curtain.
Han Muye, who was wearing black battle armor, had a calm expression on his face. The sword light flashed in the sword box behind his back, and he carried a long spear on his back, causing the power of heaven and earth to surge.
In front of him, an old man wearing a golden Taoist robe held a spinning roulette wheel and smashed it towards Han Muye's head.
Han Muye stretched out his hand and punched the wheel, smashing it into pieces.
"I, I am willing to surrender——"
The old man shouted loudly, and his fist stopped three inches in front of him.
A roaring sound was heard in the distance, and Han Muye flew up, reaching extreme speed.
At this moment, Han Muye showed extremely powerful strength.
With one punch, even the strongest among the Immortal Lords were defeated immediately. If he did not admit defeat and surrender, he would only die.
He was not merciful, his punches were simple to the extreme, and he directly defeated the immortal kings one after another.
"boom--"
In the light curtain, the spear in Huang Zhenxiong's hand thrust out, and a hundred miles of mountains and rivers in front of him collapsed.
The scattered powerful immortal kings will be killed as long as they do not surrender.
"Canglang——"
When the light screen turned to Han Muye, the sword slashed through the air, causing the situation to change.
A piece of heaven and earth was shattered into millions.
The scene in the light curtain changed quickly, and finally settled into Huang Zhenxiong and Han Muye each occupying half.
On one side, Huang Zhenxiong led the army behind him to capture the sky and the earth, and on the other side, Han Muye's sword was swaying with light, and no one could block the blow.
"This Huang Zhenxiong's marksmanship is really domineering."
"Han Muye's name is Yunlan Sword Immortal. He is really an invincible sword Immortal."
The changes in the scenes in the two pictures made people outside the light screen mesmerized.
This is the real strong man, this is amazing and stunning!
Visible to the naked eye, there are figures gathering in the void of Wutian Continent.
The attention of the powerful men on the battlefield in the God Realm was also attracted, and they lowered their avatars to watch.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, the power of the Bear Suppressing Immortal is really hard to fathom." Han Muye spoke in a low voice to Er Sheng from his side, with a trace of worry on his face.
"Yes, in just a hundred years, he quietly challenged the direct descendants of all the sects in the God Realm, and overpowered an entire generation with his own power."
"Although few outsiders know his reputation, everyone in the God Realm knows the name of this Heaven-Stepping Immortal."
The other two Immortal Lords from the God Realm also spoke behind Han Muye with worried faces.
At this time, Han Muye had gathered around thousands of immortal cultivators, and many of them were from the God Realm.
Now the situation has become clear. If you want to hit the final hundred, you can only rely on Han Muye or Huang Zhenxiong.
Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to enter the final round.
"It doesn't matter." Han Muye shook his head, with a relaxed expression on his face.
His expression made everyone around him feel a little more at ease.
Ten days later, the fourth round of the entire Hengsheng Conference ushered in the final decisive battle.
Huang Zhenxiong swept across the world with an invincible attitude. He has 30,000 elites under his command, each of whom is in the Immortal King Realm.
On the other side, there was Han Muye, who was in charge of about 10,000 Immortal Lords.
There is a huge disparity in strength.
The two mountains and rivers each stretch for thousands of miles.
Between heaven and earth, there is endless fairy light.
"Han Muye." Huang Zhenxiong's voice resounded.
Han Muye flew out with a calm expression on his face, the sword light shining behind him.
"It's you." Huang Zhenxiong's voice was filled with disbelief.
"Haha, it turns out that Han Muye is actually my brother." Huang Zhenxiong looked up at the sky, a trace of anger flashing across his face.
"You want me, Huang Zhenxiong, to kill my brother!"
Outside the light curtain, countless people were silent.
Although I had already guessed this scene, when I actually saw it, I found it difficult to calm down.
Over the past few days, both Han Muye's superb swordsmanship and Huang Zhenxiong's extremely powerful physical strength have left a deep impression on people.
These two are both true geniuses.
Even the phantoms on the battlefield in the God Realm are looking forward to seeing the collision of these two people.
But at this moment, the picture is still a bit confusing.
If it weren't for Shenyuan Tiangong's deliberate arrangement, Han Muye and Huang Zhenxiong would have joined forces, which would have been the most exciting and powerful combination in this grand event.
"How about I just admit defeat?" Han Muye looked at Huang Zhenxiong and spoke loudly.
Give up?
At this time, Han Muye gave up. Not only were all his bets cleared, but the odds of those billions of divine crystals were also no longer there.
Outside the light curtain of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace, a group of powerful people had mixed emotions.
On the one hand, they hope that Han Muye will be eliminated directly to preserve the wealth of their Shenyuan Tiangong.
On the other hand, they hoped that Huang Zhenxiong would take action and kill Han Muye in order to eliminate the hatred in their hearts.
"Admit defeat?"
Huang Zhenxiong glared and shouted: "You think I can't afford to lose?"
Can't afford to lose...
You Huang Zhenxiong can afford to lose, but Shenyuan Tiangong cannot afford to lose.
Many people felt a strange emotion in their hearts.
What will happen if Huang Zhenxiong loses?
Is Shenyuan Tiangong really devoting all the resources of hundreds of billions of divine crystals?
Can they afford to lose?
"In that case, let's decide the outcome in one battle." Han Muye chuckled, and the sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword flashed with light, and a sword thrust out.
Huang Zhenxiong didn't take action, but several figures had already flown down, blocking Han Muye's front.
The peak of the Immortal King.
Everyone is at the pinnacle of the Immortal Lord.
The five top Immortal Lords blocked Han Muye's sword light.
"when--"
The long sword flew back.
But the moment the long sword flew up, sword light shot out from the sword box behind Han Muye.
Thousands of sword lights gathered together and formed a golden sword, roaring downwards.
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A thousand miles with a sword, mountains and rivers collapse!
Between heaven and earth, the sword shines through everything!
Such a powerful sword made the faces of countless immortal cultivators outside the light curtain change.
This blow has exceeded their cognition.
Huang Zhenxiong smiled, raised his hand and punched out.
"Bang——"
The shadow of the fist shattered the sword light.
The two figures soared into the sky, and two giant statues in golden armor emerged behind them.
Behind Han Muye is a golden-armored warrior, and behind Huang Zhenxiong is a black four-armed demonic figure.
Han Muye has a long sword in his hand, and Huang Zhenxiong has a long spear in his hand.
"Brother, let me see if your skills have improved over the years." Huang Zhenxiong shouted loudly.
"Brother Six, I hope you won't disappoint me either." Han Muye whispered softly.
The sword light turned into a flaming whip and struck Huang Zhenxiong headlong.
The spears also flew, violently tearing apart the heaven and the earth.
Around them, countless immortal kings had to retreat.
They are not even qualified to participate in this battle.
However, between the two worlds, there are still many immortal kings taking action and starting to fight.
In any case, this is the last round of the Grand Meeting. If you can shine in this round, you may have unimaginable opportunities.
No one would give up such an opportunity.
But at this time, the entire formation's light curtain focused on Han Muye and Huang Zhenxiong.
The shadows of swords and spears collided, and the shadows behind them collided.
The roaring sound of shattering and dispersing resounded.
"With this punch, I have realized the ultimate truth of heaven and earth."
"Good swordsmanship can lead to the collapse of heaven and earth for your own use!"
"This shot is really overbearing. If you can't catch it, you will definitely die."
What I saw outside the light curtain was mesmerizing.
The powerful men of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace all clenched their fists.
At this time, Huang Zhenxiong cannot be defeated!
"I built a gun that can break the illusion of the world." Huang Zhenxiong looked at Han Muye and spoke loudly.
Han Muye did not speak, but raised the sword in his hand.
"You can't catch the Void-Breaking Spear." The golden bird's voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.
"You will die with this shot!"
Outside the light curtain, the master of Shenyuan Tiangong looked at the power of the gun condensed in Huang Zhenxiong's hand, with a smile on his face.
This shot was even difficult for him to catch!
In the void, the shadows of the powerful men on the Zhoutian battlefield also began to turmoil.
Everyone was watching to see whether Han Muye could survive this blow.
"Okay, then I'm going to use my trump card." Han Muye whispered softly.
He drew back his long sword, put his hands behind his back, and shouted loudly.