765, Wu Zhao is reborn, surpassing the prehistoric level of war puppet fusion
Markham City, Drill Hall.
This is a huge palace covering an area of tens of thousands of feet and a height of thousands of feet. The palace is surrounded by jade-white squares.
On the square, golden light pillars rose up, wrapping the palace in them.
The power revealed in this beam of light is extremely powerful.
In front of each pillar of light, there are several powerful practitioners stationed there.
There are also many weapon refiners waiting.
They were all waiting to see whether Master Han's repaired war puppet had matching strength.
The spiritual light that went straight up from the light pillar was extremely bright, and then condensed into a curtain of light, covering the main hall and the surrounding square.
"boom--"
The heaven and earth rotate, and the heaven and earth outside the light barrier turn into void.
It's not that the main hall was teleported into the void, but that Wanjin City was originally in the void, but the shielding power was dispersed from around the main hall at this time.
As the light and shadow flowed, figures flew up above the hall.
Prehistoric level war puppet.
Each one is a war puppet of the prehistoric level.
"boom--"
The two war puppets collided together, and the turbulent wind tore the surrounding world apart.
In the void, there are countless spiritual lights intertwined, which seem to be triggered by the power of the collision of the two war puppets, and they are constantly breaking and collapsing.
"Breaking the world with one strike, this is the prehistoric realm!"
"Sure enough, he has restored the fighting power that a prehistoric war puppet should have had."
In the White Jade Square below, someone shouted excitedly.
There were also people who had a surging halo of light in their eyes, and then suppressed the expression on their faces.
This kind of battle can already reflect Master Han's skill in weapon refining.
This person really has the qualifications to become the core elder of the Weapon Refiner Alliance.
"Look, it's the Jade Hall of the Bai family."
When another war puppet flew down, someone shouted.
The Bai Yutang of the Bai family was a war puppet in ancient times. More than half of it was damaged in a battle and had to be sent to a warehouse for storage.
This war puppet can be said to be one of the strongest war puppets of the Bai family, and it is the foundation of the Bai family.
But even after finding several core elders, this war puppet could not be repaired successfully.
At this time, the war puppet, whose body was all jade-white and holding a long sword in his hand, flew up into the sky, smashed into the void of heaven and earth with his head, and chopped off the long sword in his hand.
The light of the sword tore through the void and chopped into pieces the body of a strange beast on the opposite side of the void.
Then, in front of everyone, the white jade battle puppet's armor glowed with blood, transforming into layers of blood waves.
The waves surged and formed a bloody armor.
With the battle armor on his body, the war puppet wields his long sword and rushes to kill in the void.
The alien beast hidden in the void was shattered inch by inch under the long knife.
"powerful!"
"Is this the true strength of the prehistoric level war puppet?"
"The Bai family, can they control this war puppet to this extent?"
Everyone's eyes widened as they saw the puppets killing each other in the air, looking invincible.
Even Elder Jin Wu, who was standing in front of the steps of the main hall, also narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists gently.
"I still underestimated Master Han..."
He whispered softly.
The several weapon refiners beside him all had gleaming eyes, staring at the war puppet above the sky.
The Yutang war puppet swept across the sky, and then turned around and fell towards the main hall.
No need to look any further.
It is said that this war puppet with more than half of its damage can be repaired. What kind of war puppet cannot be repaired?
Bai Shiju looked at Han Muye in front of him with a trace of respect on his face.
"Master Han, the Yutang war puppet can be repaired without losing its combat power. I will bring the whole Bai family to thank you Master."
Bai Shiju said as he held up a small jade box.
"Here are some spiritual materials and some treasures that Master Han can use."
Bai Shiju held the jade box with both hands and brought it to Han Muye.
"Master, as long as there is a need in the future, our Bai family is willing to do our best to serve you."
This is considered loyalty.
For the Bai family, if Han Muye can really accept them, the Bai family will become one of the most prominent families in Markham City.
As for losing one's family's independence because of taking refuge in Han Muye, it is nothing to such a big family.
A real big family is very real, and what they get in their hands is the real benefit.
Looking at Bai Shiju in front of him, Han Muye reached out and took the jade box.
"Elder Bai, please go to Jujin Trading Company to meet me when you are free."
Jujin Trading Company!
Bai Shiju's face flashed with joy, and he quickly bowed and nodded.
Jujin Trading Company is the financial source behind Master Han, and its wealth is unmatched by the top trading firms in the alliance.
Allowing the Bai family to go to Jujin Trading Company to meet Han Muye means that Master Han can accept the Bai family's surrender.
Joining forces with Master Han and Jujin Trading Company as a financial source behind the scenes, the Bai family will prosper!
The heads of several big families not far away had envious expressions on their faces.
The head of the Wang family on the side looked even more complicated.
"This opportunity should have belonged to the Wang family." Someone whispered softly at the corner ahead.
These words made many people laugh out loud.
Han Muye's figure disappeared from where it was, and after a few flickers, he lost consciousness.
He did not go back to Bai's house, but flew directly to Jujin Trading Company.
As soon as he arrived at Jujin Trading Company, Yu Ci, who was sitting here, came up to him and whispered a few words.
Han Muye frowned, nodded and said, "Take me to have a look."
Yu Ci turned around and led him through the two courtyards and came to a wing.
In the side room, two old men in gray robes stood up.
Lying on the bed in front of them was a body with a pale face and closed eyes.
Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao, who was attacked and killed in the street before.
People from Jujin Trading Company went to the rescue, but it was a step too late.
"I've met Master Han."
"Master, this person's physical body, muscles, bones and blood vessels have collapsed, leaving only a remnant of his soul."
The two old men looked at each other and shook their heads.
Although their methods were good, it was a pity that they could not save Wu Zhao, who had lost his heart.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, his gaze falling on Wu Zhao.
You can tell without probing that Wu Zhao's body is dead.
If he is a saint-level practitioner, he can be reborn with the power of his powerful soul.
If you are at the god level, some secret techniques can be re-cultivated directly.
But Wu Zhao is just a fifth-level practitioner.
The power of his soul cannot even penetrate his body.
Han Muye pondered for a moment and raised his hand a little.
A faint spiritual soul turned into clouds and drifted gently.
The power of this soul is too thin and too weak to even transform into a human form.
A golden light fell from Han Muye's hand, covering the soul.
The green mist surged and transformed into the figure of Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao, whose eyes were originally filled with confusion, slowly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.
"Han, Master Han..."
The sound was like a mosquito or fly, and Wu Zhao's body was trembling, showing that his mind was agitated.
Surprise flashed across the faces of the two old men on the side, as well as Yu Ci.
With a casual move, the master's remnant soul can be condensed into form. How strong is Master Han's spiritual soul cultivation?
Isn't he a weapon refiner?
How can one have such spiritual cultivation?
Han Muye waved his hand and looked at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Wu Zhao quickly told why he was killed.
Yu Ci, who was standing behind Han Muye, said: "The Weapon Refiner Alliance has found out that this matter was done by members of the Zhu family and the Shen family."
"An elite descendant of the Shen family had an affair with Wang Yuyao of the Wang family, and Miss Zhu's family contributed to it."
Whether it is Jujin Trading Company or the Weapon Refiner Alliance, both have extremely strong strength. In Markham City, if the murders on the street cannot be investigated, then they cannot become the most powerful existence in the world.
"The Shen family has been eradicated by the Weapon Refiner Alliance."
"The Zhu family is also surrounded, just because the Zhu family seems to be involved in the divine realm. The alliance is currently hesitant whether to kill the whole family or accept the Zhu family's atonement."
Yu Ci looked at Han Muye and then at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "As for the Wang family, they have sent someone to the trading company to apologize, but they were refused."
"My firm has also secretly issued a mission to strangle the Wang family, and is just waiting for the master's nod."
Wu Zhao had a look of gratitude on his face.
For him alone, the alliance destroyed the Shen family and surrounded the Zhu family.
In fact, Jujin Trading Company is even preparing to take action against the Wang family.
"Master, I, my life is cheap..." Wu Zhao whispered softly.
not worth it.
He is just a fifth-level practitioner.
Level five, in Markham City and in the entire galaxy universe, is simply countless.
Such ant-like people are not worth Master Han's waste of strength and resources.
"The Zhu family, and the Wang family are all destroyed." Han Muye said calmly.
His words made Wu Zhao tremble all over, and the body of the remnant soul, which was originally loose, was shaken instantly, as if it was about to collapse.
The two old men on the side widened their eyes.
For the sake of a small fifth-level practitioner, Master Han is going to wipe out two major families in Markham City.
Who can imagine such overbearing and cruel methods?
Yu Ci nodded, turned around and left.
He doesn't care what others think.
Since it is what Master Han wants, then I will do my best to do it.
As for unnecessary trouble caused by this matter, that is a matter for the future.
The two gray-robed old men looked at each other and bowed to exit.
"Thank you, Master." Wu Zhao bowed to Han Muye.
The remnant soul of a fifth-level practitioner cannot hold on for long. The only thing he can do now is to watch his soul dissipate.
"Boy Han, his soul is quite pure and can be used just right..." A voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.
Han Muye frowned.
Wu Zhao's remnant soul was already a little dim, but now he hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at Han Muye.
"Master Han, if Wu Zhao can give you any help, I'll be happy to do so."
Han Muye shook his head.
Wu Zhao said anxiously: "Master Han, this remnant soul of mine is useless anyway. If I can help you do anything, I will do it!"
Perhaps he was too excited, and his remaining soul began to vibrate.
"Boy Han, you let him disappear like this, why not help him." The chaotic voice sounded again.
Han Muye frowned and whispered: "His spirit is too weak, he just wants to——"
"I can help him gather his soul." There was a hint of temptation in the chaotic voice.
The golden bird flew on Han Muye's shoulder and flapped its wings gently.
The Five Elements Divine Furnace on the side also flew down and shook slightly.
Han Muye pondered, his eyes falling on Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Okay." Han Muye finally nodded, then raised his hand and waved.
"boom--"
A war puppet flew down.
This war puppet looks like a human body, wearing battle armor and standing tall.
The tyrannical power coming from the war puppet caused the surrounding space to surge.
The Chaos Golden Orb flew forward, and a golden light scattered, sucking Wu Zhao's soul into it.
"ah--"
When the remnant soul collided with the golden light, a scream came from the originally weak remnant soul.
Visible to the naked eye, the remaining soul turned into dim light, and was then filled with golden streams of light.
This is to forcefully regenerate the remnant soul of a fifth-level practitioner into one with the strength to control a prehistoric level war puppet.
This infusion was like blowing up a balloon, tearing apart Wu Zhao's original soul layer by layer.
Howling in agony and wailing madly.
Now that I have begun to pour in the soul power, I can't stop even if I want to.
"Wu Zhao, if you really can't bear it, you can give up." Han Muye said softly.
Although Wu Zhao followed him, he did not enjoy anything.
"Haha, Master, this feeling of spiritual soul power, improvement, ah, how can I, ah, give up -"
Wu Zhao's voice was as dark as a machine.
But there was determination in the voice.
Never give up.
How could you give up now?
Although this feeling of soul condensation is extremely painful, it is increasing your strength!
Three days passed, and there was a trace of fatigue in the golden bead, and then it flew back.
"Damn it, I'm so tired."
There was a chaotic murmur among the golden beads.
"Thank you, senior, for your help." Wu Zhao's spirit, which had solidified into essence, bowed and bowed.
Then, he looked at the war puppet standing quietly aside, his eyes bursting with divine light.
Han Muye nodded.
Needless to say.
Wu Zhao's soul rushed forward and crashed into the war puppet.
"Buzz——"
There was a roaring sound among the war puppets.
The entire body of the war puppet shook, and his eyes slowly opened.
The war puppet standing there clenched his fists.
"Bang——"
The sound of sonic boom resounded.
At this time, Wu Zhao had transformed into a war puppet.
A war puppet that is infused with the soul and has a strength that has reached the half-step to the cosmic level.
Moreover, this war puppet is a bionic war puppet, no different from the human body.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "How was it?" Han Muye looked at Wu Zhao and asked.
Wu Zhao nodded and slowly knelt down.
"Everything about Wu Zhao belongs to the master."
Indeed, without Han Muye's help and without Han Muye taking out this precious war puppet, Wu Zhao would have died.
Wu Zhao knew how precious his body was.
The war puppet with such power seems to be able to break the heaven and the earth. It is a powerful existence that can be crushed by a single punch!
He just clenched his fist slightly and felt the ultimate power.
Having been together in Markham City for so many years, Wu Zhao is extremely familiar with the entire Weapon Refiner Alliance.
His body is impossible for even the core elders to refine.
Han Muye reached out and patted Wu Zhao on the shoulder.
"I want to see the strongest combat power of this puppet."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the side room.
Now that Wu Zhao's soul has taken control of the war puppet, he no longer has any worries.
Whether the war puppet he refined can have even half a cosmic level of strength needs Wu Zhao to show it to him.
"As ordered." Wu Zhao looked up and looked in the direction Han Muye left, stood up slowly, and walked out.
After walking only a few steps, he remembered something and turned around and walked into another wing.
"Bang——"
Kicking open the door, a cry of surprise came from the side room.
"who!"
Wang Yuyao, who looked panicked, stared at Wu Zhao who entered the room.
She didn't recognize Wu Zhao in front of her.
"who?"
There was a faint golden light in Wu Zhao's eyes.
"You'll find out soon enough."
Raising his hand, he moved and grasped Wang Yuyao's neck with his palm.
"Stab-"
The clothes are in pieces.
In the side room, screams for mercy could be heard.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."
"I just want to control this body well."
"I should thank you properly."
"Otherwise, how could I become such a powerful being in one step?"
"You have to enjoy it. This is your first time wearing this body of mine."
…
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Zhao strode out of the wing, dragging Wang Yuyao with dull eyes and disheveled clothes in his hand.
"boom--"
On his body, fighting spirit surged into the sky.
He moved and rushed towards the Wang family.
Over there, the battle has not yet begun.
Wu Zhao knew that he had to show enough value.
Then, kill him until his blood flows like a river!
