The long black spiked tail stabbed directly towards Han Muye's head.
This blow was accompanied by a roar and a black cloud.
This blow imprisoned the surrounding sky and void, making it impossible to break free.
Han Muye's figure was also imprisoned.
This is a magical power unique to a divine beast, and it is the power of rules that can suppress the void, heaven and earth.
This is the embodiment of worldly power.
Even a strong man with a prehistoric battle armor can only sit back and wait for death at this time.
Even a powerful beast at the prehistoric level cannot break the power of such rules.
Only rules can break rules.
Those mythical beasts and strong men in the ancient universe looked down upon the practitioners in the galaxy universe and other universes, because in their view, at the level of rules, no one could surpass the ancient practice inheritance.
Looking up and looking at the long black tail that struck down, Han Muye's eyes revealed a golden divine light.
Confinement?
At the level of rules, who can imprison him?
Unless he is a cosmic powerhouse, who can control the rules better than him?
Just a mythical beast.
"boom--"
The energy and blood in Han Muye's body gathered into a golden beam of light. The beam of light broke all the restraining power with just one shock.
He raised his hand and punched out.
Thunder light flashed, intertwined among the fist shadows, and turned into a chain, locking the long black tail.
Opening his palm, Han Muye's energy and blood condensed into a set of red armor.
In addition to the red armor, there were layers of blood surging.
This is a display of the power of the blood evil formation that originally suppressed the power of the dragon and crocodile.
Without the power restraint of this large formation, the dragon crocodile's power would be too powerful and might directly shatter the surrounding world.
The power of the two layers of blood-red battle armor intertwined and turned into a magnificent force.
Holding the chain tightly in his palm, Han Muye threw it out.
The chain carried a long black tail, and the body other than the long tail, directly smashed the rocks in front of it with a radius of hundreds of miles.
At this time, the figure behind the long tail also emerged.
A huge long-tailed scorpion with golden claws and bloody eyes.
"Yunlu Blood Scorpion, this guy is very cruel." In the distance, he turned around and saw a golden bird that had been thrown away by a divine beast.
"Haha, that guy is humming, but he is weak in terms of strength. It all depends on his magical power."
There was mockery in the chaotic voice.
He didn't have enough strength, but he happened to meet the powerful Han Muye.
Didn't this hit the iron plate directly?
Han Muye, who had thrown away the blood scorpion, moved and stepped on the top of Zhi Tianhuan's horn.
Zhi Tianhuan, who originally had a body of ten thousand feet, was now less than a thousand feet away. His body was condensed as if it were made of golden flames. The horn on his head shone with dazzling golden light, and the mysterious spiritual patterns were constantly intertwined.
In Zhi Tianhuan's eyes, the original ferocity and irritability were gone, but instead revealed a trace of wisdom.
All around it, thunder light continued to bombard it, as if it was being continuously forged.
Zhi Tianjian, who was originally repelled by the power of thunder and calamity, now enjoys this power.
Because even though the lightning strikes the body, it hurts, but it can also make its body become more solid and stronger.
Who doesn't want to be stronger?
As long as you can become stronger, give up some things, trade some things, it's all fine.
For example, at this time, Han Muye stepped on the horn above Zhi Tianhuan's head. This was a provocation and an insult to Zhi Tianhuan.
But Zhi Tianhuan did not knock Han Muye out.
Because at this time, he could feel the lightning on Han Muye's body, beating its body continuously.
It is reluctant to give up this kind of training.
Even when he looked up at Han Muye, Zhi Tianjian still had a flattering look in his eyes.
After being beaten so badly, I still want to please him.
This mythical beast is somewhat spiritual.
Han Muye pressed his palm.
Roads of golden light enveloped Zhi Tianhuan, and then he raised his head and looked in the distance.
A group of god-level experts, together with He Yangsun and Feng Jiutian, blocked the powerful Frost Sirius.
No matter how this divine beast attacks, it cannot break through the blocking battle circle.
On the other side, the God-Slaying War Puppet resisted the Bingjinniu, constantly bombarding and colliding with each other. On top of the Bingjinniu, the Haotian Golden Crow flapped its wings, and a burst of flames burned.
The strength of the God-Slaying War Puppet is slightly inferior to that of the powerful fire-veined beast Bingjinniu.
But with the help of the Haotian Golden Crow, it suppressed the Bing Jinniu.
In this way, it is difficult for the three divine beasts to support themselves, and they will fall.
The other blood scorpion has not recovered yet.
The god-level practitioners who were originally waiting and watching no longer waited and all rushed towards the battlefield.
There are not many opportunities to hunt mythical beasts like this.
Those god-level experts controlled the war puppet armor and surrounded the Frost Sirius.
The war puppet turned into a thousand-foot-long golden body armor, and every strike could cause the void to tremble.
Five prehistoric-level war puppets stood in front, causing the Frost Sirius to retreat with every blow.
Although the divine beasts are powerful, they cannot stop the combined efforts of so many god-level warriors and the ancient war puppets.
"Bang——"
A golden battle ax came down, hitting the Frost Sirius' head hard and cutting off one of its black ears.
The black wolf with one ear cut off roared in pain.
Around it, countless ice forces collided, freezing the world.
A piece of ice crystal appeared and then spread towards the surrounding world.
This ice crystal froze the void and the rocks into a ball.
Those god-level experts had to retreat.
This cold air was so strong that even their war puppets and armors could not withstand it.
If it is touched physically, it will directly break into pieces.
"cut--"
He Yangsun's voice sounded.
The long knife in his hand connected with the long knife of the war puppet behind him, triggering Feng Jiutian's power of fire and struck down with one blow.
The long knife wrapped in green flames chopped the spreading ice crystals into pieces, then penetrated them and struck the Frost Sirius on the head.
The blade shattered.
But the body of the Frost Sirius shook, and the divine light in his eyes slowly disappeared.
This sword cuts the soul!
A divine beast that surpassed the prehistoric war puppets, its soul was chopped into pieces by this sword!
"Quickly, collect your life soul!"
"Stabilize the physical body of the divine beast and don't let it collapse."
"Drag it back, this is the new Dacheng formation base!"
There were cheers all around.
The Bingjinniu, which was originally fighting against the God-Slaying War Puppet, pressed its head against the Golden Crow's wings, then hit it back into the void and disappeared from where it was.
As the giant beast left, the void that had been frozen around it was restored.
The void shattered and emerged everywhere.
If this void were not suppressed by the power of divine beasts, it would have been shattered long ago.
The void shatters, and black spaces appear around it. Anyone who is not careful will be swallowed by this space and be transported to nowhere.
The God-Slaying War Puppet turned around and looked at Han Muye in the distance.
At this time, under Han Muye's feet, the golden unicorn beast was only less than a hundred feet in size, and its body was covered with golden light.
The God-Slaughter War Puppet moved and rushed in the direction of Han Muye.
He moved, avoiding several black cracks, and stepped towards Han Muye's side.
At this moment, Han Muye, whose expression remained unchanged, suddenly trembled and looked up into the void.
A figure in a green robe stood there, beside him was a green goat with two horns.
This goat looks no bigger than a hound, but the rich energy and blood power exuding from its body is clearly that of a mythical beast.
"Wind and Thunder Argali."
Han Muye whispered, his eyes falling on the figure wearing a green robe.
The man also looked at Han Muye.
"You are pretty good." The man looked at Han Muye, with a hint of arrogance on his face, and said calmly: "I need a helper."
There was an absolute irrefutableness in his words.
A faint coercion instantly enveloped the void.
powerful.
Very strong.
This is a strong rule.
Han Muye, as well as the God-Slaying War Puppet beside him, seemed to be tightly suppressed by a heavy pressure falling from the sky, unable to break through the void of heaven and earth.
Those god-level experts not far away felt that all their energy and blood were frozen, unable to move.
"universe……"
A white-haired old man's eyes widened and his whole body trembled unconsciously.
Universe level?
Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
no.
He knows what the cosmic level looks like.
But the strength of the person in front of me is indeed very close to the cosmic level.
A half-step universe-level powerhouse.
Or is this a person like Master Muyue who, with the help of a bionic war puppet, wants to achieve immortality and lower his cultivation level?
"God's Domain?" Han Muye looked at the figure in front of him and said.
He pressed down his palm, and Zhi Tianjian, wrapped in lightning, slowly transformed into a two-foot-tall golden pony with one horn.
Very cute.
A lovely mythical beast.
The appearance of Zhi Tianhuan caused the golden bird standing on the shoulder of the God-Slaying War Puppet to flap its wings.
"It seems you know a lot." Hearing Han Muye's question, the green-robed figure chuckled.
"Let's go."
Not caring whether Han Muye would refuse, the man in green robe took one step forward and passed through several cracks in the void.
Han Muye turned to look at the God-Slaying War Puppet beside him and whispered a few words.
"Boy, be careful."
"Yes, this Galaxy Divine Realm..."
Regardless of whether it is the golden bird or the chaos, the Five Elements Divine Furnace flying down from behind the God-Slaying War Puppet carries a trace of dignity.
Their previous playthings were disrespectful because their strength ensured safety and there would be no threat.
But even they dare not say that they are confident of dealing with the strong men from places like the Galaxy God Territory.
"I know."
Han Muye waved his hand, raised his hand and pushed the Slaughter God War Puppet to He Yangsun's side.
He Yangsun looked at Han Muye, bowed his hands and said nothing.
With the tacit understanding he had gotten along with Han Muye over the years, there was no need to speak.
He Yangsun could not save the beast he had just hunted with his own strength.
But with the help of the God-Slaughter War Puppet and the Haotian Golden Crow, there won't be any problems.
He Yangsun will handle everything while Han Muye is away.
After so many years, I have become accustomed to it.
Hanyue City, Tacheng, Trading Company.
Han Muye moved and disappeared from where he was.
Following him left was the mythical beast Zhi Tianjian who transformed into a pony.
Watching Han Muye leave, He Yangsun turned his head and looked into the void in the distance.
Over there, the Blood Scorpion shot down by Han Muye was about to escape.
"Everyone, since you are here for a game, you don't want to leave empty-handed, right?" He Yangsun raised his hand, the long knife in his hand shimmering with golden light.
Beside him, those god-level warriors had already rushed out.
Today's battle has far exceeded the scale of ordinary hunting battles.
If Han Muye hadn't fought against the three divine beasts on his own, all of them would have perished here.
Who would have thought that the mythical beast would hunt them back?
"kill!"
The roars one after another seemed to release all the fear and grievances he had felt before.
Everyone tried their best to take action, but He Yangsun did not move again.
"Haha, Mr. He, how close will you be to my Nalan family in the future..." Nalan Xu looked at He Yangsun and said with a slight smile on his face.
He Shao.
The strength shown by this person, the power behind him, and the wealth are not something that a younger generation can possess.
Even Nalan Xu, the ancestor of the Nalan family, did not dare to pretend to be an elder in front of He Yangsun.
"That's natural." He Yangsun nodded, glanced at He Ju, who had a complicated expression next to him, and then looked at Nalan Moran, who had an excited look on his face.
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Deep in the Muyang airspace, Han Muye walked with a young man wearing a green robe.
Beside them is a well-behaved divine beast.
The young man held a ball of pale golden light in his hand, and in the light, there was a bloody guide.
"You should know that there is a mythical beast hiding behind today."
The young man looked at Han Muye and his eyes fell on the ball of light in his hand.
"I took action and seriously injured it."
Han Muye nodded, with a calm expression: "It must be Qingtian Xiang, I can sense its surging power."
Han Muye's words caused a look on the young man's face, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"The power of the soul is so strong that even that guy can sense it. It seems that it is right to call you together." The young man nodded and looked at Han Muye, his face a little more solemn.
"My name is Lu Zixu, from the Galaxy God Realm."
"You should know a lot."
A strong man in the Galaxy God Realm.
This is not the first time Han Muye has seen it.
But this was his first time seeing a real person.
Last time, there was a message, just telling him that his combination of puppets was favored by the powerful in the Galaxy God Realm.
"Han Muye has met the senior."
No matter what, the opponent still possesses half-step universe-level combat power, so he is right to call him "senior".
"Just call me Brother Lu, and I'll call you Brother Han." Lu Zixu waved his hand, shook his head and said, "I'm not much of a senior."
"I have only practiced for thirty thousand years."
After practicing for 30,000 years, he reached the half-step cosmic level.
This is an extremely talented person.
"I have used the energy and blood of this sky-qingxiang as a guide. All I need to do is find it."
Looking at Han Muye, Lu Zixu's eyes flickered with light.
"You fight with Qingtianxiang, delay it."
"I'll take care of the other things."
"After the matter is completed, you can enter the divine realm or receive other benefits."
Delay the celestial phenomenon.
Qingtianxiang is a truly powerful beast, and its combat power is definitely at the top of the prehistoric level.
If Han Muye had not shown his strength today, he would not have been invited by Lu Zixu to accompany him.
Han Muye nodded and said nothing.
He knew what Lu Zixu was looking for.
In his hand was the piece of armor given by Nalan Xu, which contained the memory of this sky-high phenomenon.
Although the Qingtian Xiang is powerful, the secrets behind it are even more amazing.
That is the whereabouts of a cosmic powerhouse!
Of course, it was impossible for Han Muye to say that he knew these things.
All he had to do was follow Lu Zixu and then resist the Qingtianxiang.
As for the rest, it depends on chance.
"We're here." There was a hint of excitement in Lu Zixu's voice.