In the galaxy universe, there are existences beyond the prehistoric level.
But that is simply not accessible to ordinary people.
Although Feng Jiutian is the young city lord of Fengge City, he is not qualified to see what the universe level is.
A big city in the void like Fengge City has no cosmic-level treasure to suppress it.
Feng Jiutian once heard his father say that only those big cities that can run rampant in the void can have universe-level power.
Possessing cosmic-level power may lead to involvement in the divine realm.
God's Domain, that is the true place of eternal life.
Looking at the huge war puppet in front of him, Feng Jiutian's eyes were filled with endless sparkle.
Could it be that Han Mu comes from the divine realm?
Only in this way can everything be explained!
Only when Han Mu comes from the divine realm can he explain why Dean Zhao Qiyang wanted to trade with him.
Only this explanation can explain why Han Mu has such tyrannical strength and such unimaginable weapon refining methods.
That must be it!
After thinking through this, Feng Jiutian no longer hesitated.
His father said that as long as he could establish a relationship with a powerful person in the divine realm, it would be worth giving up his position as the Lord of Fengge City.
"Okay." The power of the soul gathered on Feng Jiutian and poured into the battle puppet in front of him.
"Buzz——"
The entire battle puppet began to tremble, and then its body began to move.
Feng Jiutian originally thought that this war puppet would be extremely difficult to control.
But when he really took control, he discovered that this war puppet was not difficult to control at all.
"Buzz——"
The battle puppet shook and punched out.
Ahead, the Honghuang war puppet who had already rushed in front of him also raised his hand, and a green sword light collided with the shadow of the war puppet's fist.
There was no roar, no explosion of spiritual light.
The cyan sword light shattered directly and then turned into nothingness in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the prehistoric level war puppet fell back, crashed into the void, and then got lost somewhere unknown.
With one blow, a prehistoric level figure was directly defeated!
Standing behind the war puppet, Feng Jiutian's eyes were filled with bright divine light.
This is power beyond the prehistoric level!
He finally understood why Han Muye said that if he gave up today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Without controlling that kind of pure power, without understanding the suppression of rules, he would never know what was beyond the wild world.
That is simply not something that can be accomplished by superimposing strength.
That is the rule expression of power!
rule.
This is a power rarely mentioned in the galaxy universe.
It turns out that the real power is to control the rules!
The golden figure of the war puppet rushed towards the battlefield ahead.
Over there, several figures also rushed over.
Prehistoric level.
Face the prehistoric level.
Not only Feng Jiutian, but also those armor masters, puppet masters, and even weapon refiners who controlled this huge war puppet and integrated their own power into the war puppet.
At this time, they became one with the power of the huge puppet in front of them, feeling a power that they could not control in this life.
Even if it is just a casual blow, the power movement of this war puppet and the analysis of power levels will be of endless use to them.
Feng Jiutian controlled the war puppet, and a ball of light blue flame rose in his palm.
The flames turned into a snare, blocking the prehistoric level war puppets in front of them.
"It's Fengge City's Ice Phoenix Divine Flame!"
"Fengge City has indeed joined forces with Zhuyang City!"
"We were fooled!"
From ahead, panicked low roars came.
Feng Jiutian's divine flame represents himself and Fengge City.
As long as he takes action, Fengge City will admit it regardless of whether he can bear it or not.
Two great cities join forces!
Liang Xucheng was fooled.
Looking at the fleeing warriors, Feng Jiutian did not hesitate anymore and activated his divine flames to the extreme, forming a spear and sweeping across the void in front of him.
Now that he has taken action and has no way out, he will go all out.
This feeling of stimulating the quasi-universe level warrior may be the greatest opportunity in his life.
Several prehistoric level war puppets did not dare to confront the spear directly, so they could only wander around and fight.
The prehistoric level forces were attracted here, and the battle situation slowly changed on the battlefield ahead.
This war puppet not only represents itself, but also represents a force.
"boom--"
Ahead, there was a roar, and a golden war puppet rushed out and stood in the void.
"Yang Yusheng built Yang City for me. Thank you Fengge City for your help——"
A voice resounded throughout the world.
The surrounding void began to vibrate.
Yang Yusheng, the city lord of Zhuyang City, is an extremely powerful man of the prehistoric god level.
As the voice of the Lord of Zhuyang City rang out, there were spiritual lights turbulent in the distance.
"Haha, we, Fengge City and Zhuyang City, have the same spirit, so of course we will come."
"Liang Xucheng is just a clown, but he still dares to come here!"
Golden war puppets rushed out of the void and ran towards the battle group.
The war puppets of Fengge City!
The army of Fengge City was waiting in ambush in the void.
Liang Qiyuan, who was standing behind Han Muye, looked solemn as he watched the Fengge City army joining the battle group one after another and rushing towards Liang Xucheng.
Others also had extremely complicated expressions.
If Zhuyang City loses in today's situation, then the strong men from Fengge City will not hesitate to rush forward and kill their Zhuyang City people.
It cannot be said that Fengge City has no moral principles.
From beginning to end, Fengge City was just choosing the winning side.
Of course, Feng Jiutian's joining gave Feng Gecheng the option to enter the game early.
However, if Zhuyang City hadn't defeated Liang Xucheng's methods and started to fight back, Fengge City would never have taken action.
Feng Jiutian was not the main reason why Feng Gecheng took action, it was just a means to promote it.
Feng Jiutian turned to look at Han Muye.
If he hadn't taken action today, he might really have died.
Once Fenggecheng takes action and joins forces with Liang Xucheng to attack Zhuyang City, he will be the first to die.
"boom--"
"boom--"
Countless spiritual lights exploded, and the void in front of them shattered into a sieve.
The three attacking parties had to retreat slowly and leave the broken space.
If you don't retreat, you might get lost in the void and never come back.
Liang Xucheng's army took advantage of this opportunity, quietly retreated, and then escaped.
Although Zhuyang City made noise, they did not take action in the end.
Zhuyang City will not really take action.
The army from Fengge City is still nearby.
Yang Yusheng was not a fool. He fought to the death with Liang Xucheng, but in the end he got an advantage over Feng Gecheng?
As Liang Xucheng's army retreated, the turmoil in the void slowly dissipated and returned to calm.
"boom--"
The golden thousand-foot war puppet collapsed.
The bodies of the war puppets gathered together were all shattered inch by inch.
This pile of war puppets made from bluestone and fine iron finally completed their mission.
Looking at the constantly collapsing war puppets, all the trial verdicts and all the trial disciples all had complicated expressions.
This war puppet is not only the gathering of their war puppet armor, but also the greatest opportunity in their lives.
Today's opportunity to control the puppets to fight against and crush the powerful men will never be possible in the future.
This battle has broadened their horizons. In the future, they will no longer have the slightest fear when facing the saint level and the god level.
Those masters who are already at the god level have their own confidence when facing the prehistoric level.
"Don't worry, the college will make up for all the losses in this trial in double amounts."
Liang Qiyuan stood there and spoke loudly.
He knew the verdict here. The trial disciples all presented their war puppets and armors and dismantled them into parts.
This is to contribute to Zhuyang City, so naturally we cannot let them feel cold.
What's more, with this big victory, Zhuyang City made a lot of money.
On this battlefield, at least twenty prehistoric level war puppets were abandoned by Liang Xucheng.
Injured war puppets cannot be taken away and can only be discarded.
In addition to the war puppets, there are also many bodies of strange beasts in the void.
There are also many god-level saint-level puppet battle armors from practitioners in Liangxucheng.
In the place of trial, there are countless bodies of strange beasts piled up.
Those are all wealth.
"Zhuyang City will never forget the contribution you made in helping us today."
Not far away, the voice of Yang Yusheng, the lord of Zhuyang City, sounded.
"You take whatever you gain from the trial with you."
"Zhuyang City will give you another reward."
"For all your losses this time, the city will pay back double the amount."
Yang Yusheng added another layer to Liang Qiyuan's promise.
His words made everyone shout.
Not far away, the old man in black armor standing next to Zhao Qiyang cast his eyes on Han Muye and nodded slightly.
Han Muye raised his head with a smile on his face and nodded.
"If Master Han hadn't helped me this time, I would have been in trouble in Zhuyang City." The old man spoke softly and turned to look at Zhao Qiyang who was standing aside.
Zhao Qiyang's expression showed solemnity as he nodded and said: "Liang Xucheng has suffered a big loss this time, and he will not be willing to accept it."
His words made the old man laugh, and he stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Qiyang: "Old Zhao, tell me, will you represent Hanyue City and join forces with Zhuyang City in the near future?"
Zhao Qiyang was stunned, pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "I understand."
He looked at Han Muye in the distance, his eyes flashing brightly.
"No wonder."
"Today we introduced Fengge City, and tomorrow we will introduce Hanyue City, plus Zhuyang City. The combination of the three cities will completely overwhelm the other big cities around."
Turning his head, his eyes fell on the black-armored old man, and he whispered: "City Master Yang, do you want to use the power of Hanyue City to help Yang City soar into the void?"
This is the real purpose.
Otherwise, how could Zhuyang City let Zhao Qiyang and half of the people from Zhuyang Academy leave?
"Let's wait until the people from Fengge City leave to discuss this matter." Yang Yusheng nodded and looked at the figure walking not far away.
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No one could have imagined that a fierce battle took place in the void outside Zhuyang City.
This battle even nearly destroyed Zhuyang City.
What is even more unexpected is that the ones who really contributed in this battle were the Chuyang-level trial disciples of Zhuyang Academy in Zhuyang City.
When the space blockade in Zhuyang City was lifted, no one felt any changes.
Han Muye and the others returned to the academy and resumed their previous practice life.
But all the disciples who finally participated in the war, as well as those teachers, looked much more respectful when they saw Han Muye again.
Every day, outside Han Muye's small courtyard, there were also more weapon-refining disciples coming to ask for advice.
In addition to studying weapon refining on his own, Han Muye also went out to read various books.
He will give serious advice to those who can give advice.
Because there was a gag order in the academy, the trial process was not announced.
The final result was also unresolved.
No one will foolishly tell how much they have gained.
If only a little bit is enough.
The rewards are huge, who dares to show them?
It was not until half a year later that all the rewards were quietly distributed.
I don’t know what other people have, but among them, the sixth-level weapon refiner with the lowest cultivation level has received various materials in his hand, which are equivalent to 30 million source coins.
Not to mention those god-level and holy-level puppet masters and armor masters.
In addition to the rewards, they also had the previous collection of exotic beast materials, which was also a windfall.
For two full years, the cultivation strength of these trial disciples all improved by leaps and bounds.
The strongest among them, Feng Jiutian, quietly reached the peak of the Saint level.
He Yang, on the other hand, stepped directly into the Saint level.
This is the result of them all trying their best to suppress their cultivation realm and not break through easily.
For them, there is no rush to improve their cultivation. How to improve their strength and combat power to match their own realm and surpass their own realm is the most important thing.
Unconsciously, He Yang and Feng Jiutian became disciples of Jiaoyang Class.
As long as they pass the test trials, they can advance in level.
In fact, for the final trial disciples, almost all of them can directly apply for the trials of Lieyang and Zhuyang, and then successfully leave Zhuyang City as graduated disciples of Zhuyang Academy.
But everyone chose to stay in Zhuyang City and practice quietly.
Because Senior Brother Han hasn’t left yet!
In two years, Han Muye didn't even change his academy disciple level, he just wore the badge of a Chuyang level disciple.
But throughout Zhuyang Academy, the name of a mysterious disciple was quietly spread.
This disciple is only the Chuyang level, but even if he is the Zhuyang level, even those who teach him must respect him.
Few people know who this mysterious disciple is.
Some people say it may be Feng Jiutian, others say it may be He Yang.
However, Han Muye, who has always been low-key, rarely gets guessed because he rarely appears in front of others.
Only a few people, as well as the disciples who participated in the trial, know who the mysterious strong man is.
"Senior Brother Han, there are prehistoric level war puppets in this auction. Do you want to go?"
In Han Muye's small courtyard, Feng Jiutian held an invitation in his hand and spoke in a low voice.
Now he has gained the trust of his senior brother and can at least help with many things.
In the past two years, he helped Han Muye purchase many high-quality spiritual materials and also sold some war puppet armors.
Over time, he became one of Han Muye's confidants.
The other one is naturally He Yang.
He Yang's strength was as strong as that of the young city lord.
Also, He Yang is extremely familiar with business operations.
With the help of Nalan Moran, he has a lot of say in front of Han Muye.
This made Feng Jiutian very depressed.
How could he, a young city lord, be inferior to He Yang?
"Is there a prehistoric level?" Han Muye took the invitation and saw the information on various war puppets and spiritual materials listed on it.
"Bionic war puppet, prehistoric level." There was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Looking further down, he narrowed his eyes.
"Fengge City is finally willing to sell the control rights of Futian Divine Elephant?"
In this auction, there was actually an auction for the control rights of the Futian Elephant.