This flowing flame armor comes from Jade Pottery City.
Jade Pottery City is a ninth-level city, and there are ninth-level experts in the city.
The reason why Jade Tao City was destroyed was because it was destroyed by a powerful warrior at the prehistoric level.
Eighteen Tianhuang-level battle armors that transcended the ninth level, that is, holy-level armor masters, fought against a prehistoric-level war puppet.
With the help of the 100,000-strong army in Yutao City, all eighteen holy-level armor masters fell, leaving behind the arm of the ancient war puppet.
Han Muye carefully watched the picture in his mind, not missing a small detail.
again and again.
"War gun!"
He whispered softly.
Even if one of his arms was cut off, the Ancient War Puppet had defeated the army of Jade Tao City and killed eighteen holy level armor masters. He shouldn't have left directly without even taking his own arm with him.
The most important reason was that the warrior who had lost his arm felt threatened.
This prehistoric war figure came to Jade Pottery City for the spear that was refined in the veins of fire.
"The refiner of the war gun, or the owner behind it."
The images continued to intersect, and finally settled on a green sky.
There is a blurry shadow above the sky.
The ancient war puppet who lost an arm just took one look at the sky, then turned around and left.
The light and shadow above the sky changed, and the entire Jade Pottery City was wrapped in a formation, and then moved into the void.
The remaining people in the city all perished within a hundred years.
When Jade City appeared again, it was already a dead city.
Those who escaped from the city returned to Jade City and saw ruins and traces of the chaos that year.
Many relics have been discovered in some of the large family mansions of those years.
This pair of Flowing Flame Armor was also taken out of Jade Pottery City at that time.
Han Muye opened his palm, and a piece of golden armor flashed with golden light, as if it was about to turn into flowing liquid.
This is the armor plate on the arm of the ancient war puppet, a gift from the mother of He Yangsun of the He family.
Even the slightest amount of materials used to refine a prehistoric level war puppet are treasures that are hard to find in the world.
Judging from Han Muye's perception, the value of the piece of armor in his hand has greatly exceeded that of the armor piece given to him by He Yangsun.
A set of ninth-level battle armor is not as good as a piece of armor from a prehistoric level battle puppet.
This is the value of high-level armor and war puppets.
There are many ordinary treasures in the world, but those of prehistoric level are difficult to find.
In today's galaxy universe, the prehistoric level is the god level, the top existence.
As for the legendary cosmic level, I don’t know how many years ago it was a legend.
The memories in this piece of armor are mostly about the refining process, not much about combat.
After all, it is just a piece of armor, and it cannot contain too many memories.
Relatively speaking, the Flowing Flame Armor was won from Qi Mingsheng, which contained more memories of Jade Pottery City.
"If the prehistoric-level war puppet arm can be refined by the God-Slaying War Puppet, its combat power will be greatly improved." The golden beads transformed from Chaos flew onto Han Muye's shoulders and he spoke softly.
"Not bad, not bad. Many of the battle puppets and station armors in Galaxy Universe were spliced together like this back then."
"They are on the battlefield and don't need supplies at all."
The golden bird also spoke out.
As long as they are parts, they can be spliced together.
This results in many war puppets and armors having certain parts that are powerful, while other parts are extremely ordinary.
There are very few truly extremely balanced armors and puppets on the battlefield.
Only those who are truly strong can continuously optimize their armor and puppets.
"Back then, Wuzhiqi's soul was refined into the war puppet and turned into the God-Slaying War Puppet. This method is the inheritance of the Galaxy Universe, right?" Han Muye said curiously.
The golden bird nodded and flapped its wings.
After studying war puppets and war armor, flames rose from Han Muye's fingertips.
The armor he was wearing was a prehistoric level armor.
Now, with an understanding of the inheritance of the Galaxy Universe, he began to transform his armor.
The prehistoric battle armor on his body is fused with the body of Kui Niu, and he possesses the magical power of Kui Niu.
There is also the power of the battle formation that suppresses the body of the dragon and crocodile. It is a gathering of blood evil power that is hard to find in the world.
With the power of such a battle formation, he can bring out the strongest state of his blood evil power.
It's a pity that his physical strength is not yet able to exert all the power of Dragon Crocodile. Otherwise, with the physical strength of Dragon Crocodile alone, he can become an existence that can crush the prehistoric level war puppet armor.
Back then, many prehistoric level war puppets and armors surrounded and killed the prehistoric dragon crocodile.
The black armor was taken off, and Han Muye's body was filled with bloody power.
His eyes fell on the armor, he raised his hand, and green dazzling lights began to swim.
This is combined with the method of refining battle armor currently spread in the Galaxy Universe, and we begin to repair this set of ancient battle armor.
In Han Muye's opinion, this armor still has a lot of room for improvement.
For example, the magical power of Kui Niu can actually be re-aggregated and even evolved.
After the armor was covered with cyan streaks, there was a hint of thunder and lightning power interlaced on it.
This is because the magical power of Kui Niu has been blessed and guided, but it is too powerful and cannot be suppressed.
When Han Muye put on the ancient battle armor, the blood-colored illusory armor shrouded him, and the power of the bloody formation covered the lightning.
"Your current combat power, in the prehistoric era, could compete with the beasts of the wild."
"If you can use all your strength to activate your physical body, and add the power of this armor, tsk tsk..." The golden bird's wings began to flap again, and it chirped wildly.
Han Muye knew that he was now strong enough and could barely compete with those powerful men from the wild.
But he also knew that his control over power was still not enough.
There are too few means.
Regardless of swordsmanship and magical powers, they actually do little harm to great powers at the prehistoric level.
Even the strongest among the immortals are not afraid of such methods.
Above the Immortal Lord, in addition to pure power, is the control of the power of the original rules.
Han Muye controls more rules than most immortals.
But his opponents are not those ordinary immortals.
He wants to push forward the calamity, and eventually he will face off against those great powers on the Zhoutian battlefield, and he will fight against those powerful immortals who have lived for an unknown number of calamities.
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So now Han Muye has been looking for his own fighting method and his own strength.
The power of the rules turned into a halo, shrouding his body.
The moment the power of rules emerged, he could feel the power of this universe shrinking.
The way of heaven in the galaxy universe has long been suppressed, and it no longer has its own consciousness, so it can only instinctively express favor or fear.
As for the power of rules, this side of Tiandao is powerless.
In other words, those at the Saint level can transcend the jurisdiction of heaven in this world and live forever.
If you look at it this way, the strong men in the galaxy universe should not all fall as the world's power fades.
Perhaps, there are strong men hiding in a certain corner, just like those powerful men hiding on the battlefields of the prehistoric universe.
For three days, Han Muye did not take a step out of the inn room, all he did was practice.
It was not until the gambling fight between the Zheng family and the Cao family in Yuyang City that he walked out of the room and left the city with He Yangsun.
The place for gambling is the mineral vein outside the city.
A hundred miles out of the city, in front of a stretch of blue-grey mountains, Han Muye saw a group of people waiting.
The head of the Zheng family, Zheng Changtian, and the eldest elder Zheng Sheng were both sitting on horned war horses.
There are also many armor masters and puppet masters of the Zheng family, some bodyguard practitioners, and younger generations who follow them.
Seeing Han Muye and He Yangsun arriving surrounded by caravan guards, everyone in the Zheng family beamed with joy.
Zheng Changkong raised his hand to Han Muye in surprise.
Han Muye wanted to remind him about the 110,000 source coins he owed, but he thought it would be better to wait until after the gambling fight.
After all, it would be a bit unkind to ask for an account at this time.
A female cultivator riding a red war horse with long horns looked at He Yangsun with a slight blush on her face.
That is He Yangsun's fiancée, Zheng Yuyan, the granddaughter of Zheng Changtian, the head of the Zheng family.
"boom--"
In the distance, a large group of people and horses came galloping towards them, with war puppets running one after another, and the roaring sound shook.
People from the Cao family in Yuyang City!
Leading the way was a one-horned gray wolf beast, on which sat an old man with gray hair wearing black half-armor.
Behind them, there are nearly a hundred practitioners of various shapes and sizes, with a dignified aura on their bodies.
There are also a number of war puppets, all of which are filled with coldness and magnificence.
"Zheng Sheng, is it worth it for your Zheng family to fight with great fanfare just for this Originium mine?" the old man riding on the back of the one-horned wolf shouted.
"Huh, Cao Tie, if you didn't want this Origin Stone deposit, you wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come here, right?"
Zheng Sheng sneered and said.
The mineral deposit itself should belong to the Zheng family, after all, it is just outside Maplewood City.
It's also the fault of the Zheng family for being careless and not expecting that the mineral reserves were so large, so the Cao family defrauded them of their share.
Afterwards, the two families fought, each wanting the other to quit.
The Cao family is mainly at a disadvantage because they are far away.
In today's gambling battle, the Cao family proposed that if the Cao family loses, they will give up the mineral deposits.
"Haha, if that's the case, then you and I have nothing to talk about." Cao Tie laughed, and then glanced at the people behind Zheng Sheng.
He is a sixth-level puppet master. Except for Zheng Sheng, no one present can be higher than him.
Except for Han Muye, whose aura was a bit strange, the others were all puppet masters or armor masters below level six.
Zheng Sheng also looked at the other party, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The other party has no existence beyond him.
"Cao Tie, why don't you and I fight in this first match?" Zheng Sheng said loudly, directly inviting the fight.
His words made the expression on Cao Tie's face change slightly.
He wanted to fight Zheng Sheng, but not now.
"It is better to follow the rules and let the elites from the lowest level of the family compete first to see which family's descendants are stronger."
Cao Tie said and waved his hand.
Behind him, a young man with a sword in his hand rode forward.
"I am Cao Jun of the Cao family, a first-class armor master." He slashed his sword in his hand, and his body was covered with black armor.
There were dazzling lights coming from the armor, which seemed to be visible three inches away from the body.
This is a sign that the power of the armor is incomparably matched with the power of the physical body, and can bring out the strongest power of the armor.
Such a first-level armor master is definitely the top figure among armor masters.
Cao Jun glanced at the first-level armor masters and puppet masters of the Zheng family, watching them lower their heads with smiles on their faces.
At the same level, he is confident that few people can be his opponent.
At least no one of the same rank as the Zheng family in front of him can catch his eye.
Zheng Sheng coughed lightly and turned to look at He Yangsun.
He Yangsun nodded, rode his two-horned horse forward, and then handed over his hand.
"He's family and He Yangsun are in Xiatacheng."
"The armor master and puppet master have not been certified yet."
Tacheng, He family?
Cao Jun frowned.
Moreover, there are still no certified armor masters and puppet masters.
Are people like this here to die?
Did the Zheng family give up this game knowing that they would lose?
"This is the son-in-law of my Cao family, the fiancée of Zheng Yuyan, my granddaughter." Zheng Changtian spoke loudly from behind the Zheng family.
Hearing his words, Zheng Yuyan's face turned even redder.
Although He Yangsun's surname is not Zheng, the relationship is obviously between relatives of the Zheng family.
Cao Jun turned his head and saw his family leader nodding, with a smile on his face, and the long sword in his hand raised. In an instant, his head and face were covered with armor.
The black armor covered his body, and the sword in his hand revealed a trace of green light.
He turned his head and glanced at Zheng Yuyan, who was in the Zheng family's team. A sneer appeared on her face hidden by her armor.
I’ll make you cry later!
"kill--"
Cao Jun's voice and his figure rushed out at the same time.
The speed was so fast that there was only an afterimage.
This speed has already surpassed that of a first-level armor master of the same level.
Among the Zheng family's team, the first-level armor masters all looked pale.
If I were to meet this person, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand even a single blow, right?
Zheng Yuyan clenched her fists nervously and looked at He Yangsun who was sitting on the double-horned horse.
He Yangsun, should he be able to withstand this blow?
Behind him, Han Muye looked at Cao Jun from the Cao family with a calm expression on his face.
The armor is more strength-oriented, and he can force him to use his speed. This method requires not only talent, but also skillful control.
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In addition, this armor is extraordinary and perfectly matches his strength. When the commander controls it, he can really sweep through the same level.
But, are He Yangsun the same rank?
With the training of the God-Slayer war puppet, and the war puppet and armor refined by Han Muye, is He Yangsun's combat power a level one that he can withstand?
Level 2 is also impossible!
In front of him, He Yangsun was sitting on his horse with a calm expression. His armor appeared on his body. Only his palms and arms were wrapped in silver, and the rest was just illusion.
This is to save the power of the armor.
This is also a contempt for the opponent, and it is also a confidence in one's own combat power.
There is no need for the armor to cover the whole body, as long as the sword in the hand uses the power of the armor, it is enough.
Just like those practitioners who have not become puppet masters or armor masters, the ones with the strongest talents can compete with puppet masters and armor masters of the same level.
Such people are rare in the world.
"when--"
The two long knives collided, and Cao Jun laughed.
His armor is powerful. With the power of the armor, he can smash rocks ten feet tall with one sword.
How could the opponent block such a sword while he was still sitting on his horse?
"Buzz——"
The blade of He Yangsun's long sword continued to vibrate and was slowly recovered.
The more the blade is closed, the more brilliant the light will be.
His arm was extremely steady, leading the opponent's knife to retreat slowly.
One foot.
Two feet.
The blade stopped one foot in front of him.
The power of Cao Jun's sword was reduced to nothing!
Such a defensive method made the eyes of everyone watching the battle brighten.
Whether it is a puppet master or an armor master, it is good to have strong combat power, but it is also rare to have extremely strong defense.
Only if your defense is strong enough can you survive for a long time.
The battles in the spiritual world are not all gambling battles like this.
If there is no attack and insufficient defense, you will die.
"Buzz——"
Cao Jun drew his long sword back, but found that it was caught by He Yangsun's blade and could not draw it back at all.
There was a trace of horror in his eyes, but in the next moment, he slapped the palm of his free left hand.
In the palm of his hand, a ball of cyan light exploded, turning into a roaring green wolf and swallowing it in one gulp at He Yangsun.
How to block such a sudden blow from such a close distance?
Surprises came from all around.
Only Han Muye looked calm.
He Yangsun's battle armor and battle puppet are equipped with double swords.
When the God-Slaughter War Puppet trained him, he also fought with two swords.
"when--"
A long knife was cut out from the left side.
The long knife struck Cao Jun's palm and collided with the green and black armor's iron palm.
Cao Jun trembled all over and retreated uncontrollably.
The palm of his right hand loosened, and his long sword was taken away by the opponent.
In just two rounds, the long knife fell into the opponent's hands!
Seeing He Yangsun throw his long knife aside, Cao Jun gritted his teeth, and his eyes behind the armor showed murderous intent.
"drink--"
He shouted loudly, flew up, and punched He Yangsun in the chest.
For armor masters, it doesn't matter whether they have weapons or not.
Their battle armor and their fists are their best weapons!
"kill--"
There was a golden stream of light on the fist, which intersected with the original blue-black armor, making it even more powerful.
He Yangsun didn't wait for the punch to arrive. He had already moved and flew above the horse's head.
He held both swords in his hands, and with a slight movement of his body, he disappeared from where he was.
speed.
For him, he already knows the characteristics of his armor and understands his biggest advantage when fighting against others.
Replaces all other attributes with unparalleled speed.
When his figure disappeared from where it was, in the eyes of the people around him, there was a blue shadow in front of him.
The shadow was too light, with a touch of silvery light and two golden halo threads.
Those halo threads are actually his double swords.
It was so fast that in the eyes of outsiders, the swords turned into threads.
"What a fast speed!" Someone in the Cao family's team shouted.
"How is it possible that this guy hasn't been certified as an armor master yet!" Someone said with a sullen face and a fierce voice.
Those people from the Zheng family across the street all had smiles on their faces.
The smile on Zheng Yuyan's face became even bigger, and she sat up slightly, wanting to see more clearly.
It's a pity that He Yangsun's speed is too fast, and he can't see through it without the cultivation level of a third-level armor master or above.
"when--"
The long knife collided with Cao Jun's fist.
It's not a collision, it's a rub.
The sword was not as powerful as Cao Jun imagined, and it collided hard with his fist.
It was an understatement, a light touch.
"when--"
The second knife had already struck Cao Jun's chest.
Just a faint white mark.
The power on this blade is simply too weak.
"Haha——" Cao Juan laughed, turned around and punched him.
Naturally, it hit the ground empty with one punch.
But he is no longer afraid.
The opponent sacrificed strength in exchange for speed.
It's a pity that I come from a small family, so I don't know that there is no absolute power, no absolute attack power, and just speed is of no use.
The people watching the battle also noticed this, some frowned and some murmured.
But what they couldn't see was that the long knife in He Yangsun's hand fell too fast, forming a series of threads around Cao Juan.
Thin lines of sword light flowed. In an instant, thousands of them converged into one sword.
"Bang——"
There was a loud sound.
Cao Jun trembled all over and widened his eyes.
The armor on his body shattered into hundreds of pieces in an instant!
Relying on the super speed, the power on each blade is superimposed, and finally turns into an armor-breaking blow!
The long knife pressed against Cao Jun's neck. Cao Jun was stunned, only his legs were shaking wildly.
"Accepted."
Slowly sheathing the knife, He Yangsun returned to his original position.
"Good means."
"Good armor."
The head of the Cao family, Cao Tie, laid his eyes on He Yangsun and said loudly: "He family in Tacheng, He Yangsun, when you come to my Yuyang City someday, you will definitely come to the Cao family as a guest."
He Yangsun not only showed extremely powerful methods, but also did not harm the elites of the younger generations of the Cao family.
With this method and magnanimity, it is worthy of attention.
As long as such masters of the younger generation do not perish, their future achievements will be unimaginable.
He Yangsun nodded, bowed his hands to Cao Tie, and then returned to his seat.
Turning his head slightly, he saw Zheng Yuyan with a smile on her face and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
"Zheng Jia won in the first game."
Cao Tie said, turned around and said: "Zhuoyang, you go."
Beside him, a thin middle-aged man nodded, flew forward, and landed in the field.
"Cao Zhuoyang, fourth level puppet master."
When he signed up for his number, many people in the Zheng family exclaimed.
"He is Cao Zhuoyang!"
"The Wolf of the Cao Family is one of the top five beings of the same level in Yuyang City."
"Didn't you say that he didn't return to Yuyang City?"
Once a puppet master or armor master becomes famous, he must have his own methods.
For puppet masters and armor masters, everything is fought and killed by oneself.
Cao Zhuoyang is a master who dominates among his peers.
"Changkong, it's up to you."
On the Zheng family side, the head of the Zheng family, Zheng Changtian, looked solemnly and looked at Zheng Changkong.
The Zheng family also has several fourth-level armor masters and puppet masters, but they all know that they are no match for Cao Zhuoyang.
When they heard the head of the family call Zheng Changkong's name, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a hint of complexity on their faces.
Zheng Changkong nodded, turned to look at Han Muye, and chuckled imperceptibly.
He stepped forward and stood five feet away from Cao Zhuoyang.
"Brother Cao, since it's a gambling fight, why don't we make a small bet?"
Looking at Cao Zhuoyang who was holding a piece of cyan armor, Zheng Changkong turned out a cyan jade card in his palm.
"This is one hundred thousand source coins, which is almost all the remaining wealth in my hand."
"How about a gamble?"
On gambling?
Not only the winner is determined, but also the winner and loser are discussed.
Those who lose lose both people and money.
Winning means winning the battle and winning money.
Cao Zhuoyang had a smile on his face.
For him, this is no different from giving him source coins directly.
He was sure to defeat Zheng Changkong in ten moves.
"Haha, what's the meaning of one hundred thousand source coins?" Behind Cao Zhuoyang, a figure stepped out, waved his hand and flew out a card, landing on the ground.
"I am the elder of the Cao family, betting that Zhuoyang will win."
"Two hundred thousand Yuan coins, do you, the Zheng family, dare to make a bet?"
On gambling?
Zheng Changkong turned his head.
All his elders and juniors who he saw lowered their heads.
No source coins?
No, it's because I don't have confidence.
This scene is a bit embarrassing.
Opposite, everyone in the Cao family laughed out loud.
Zheng Changtian coughed lightly and took out a cyan card from his arms.
"I still have great confidence in Brother Changkong. Yangsun, please bet 200,000 source coins."