779, Ziyang Cauldron, a treasure from ancient times
Lingyao is the name of the sword-wielding warrior.
This war puppet possesses power beyond that of the prehistoric level war puppet, and is the strongest among the four golden war puppets.
It's just that at this time, this powerful war puppet has been frozen and its body is imprisoned.
The sharpness and coldness of the black-robed figure were connected with the coldness that froze the war puppet.
Under the black robe is a battle armor shimmering with frost.
This is a piece of armor that surpasses the prehistoric level.
This was the first time for Han Muye to see such a powerful armor.
After reaching the god level, there is actually not much difference between the battle armor and the war puppet, but although the control of the war puppet is relatively weak, its combat power is much stronger.
War Armor sacrifices combat power to improve defense, speed, and control.
Among the high-end combat forces in the Galaxy Universe, those that Han Muye had seen that could fight alone at the prehistoric level were mainly combat puppets, and not many were able to control combat armor.
"Wow——"
The flame mist that had been filling the surroundings exploded, and the warrior with a long sword stepped out of it and turned to look at the black-robed figure.
At this moment, there seemed to be a surge of blood on the body of the war puppet.
Killing intent.
Fighting puppets also have murderous intentions.
"Linghui, do you still have the nerve to return to Ziyang City?"
A suppressed roar came from the war puppet's mouth, and he raised the long knife in his hand.
It was only when he made a move that the multi-faceted black-robed figure had already raised his hand.
A green frost mist directly froze the body of the golden-armored war puppet.
"Why can't I go back?"
"I have no interest in you being so loyal and loyal that you want to be buried with Ziyang City."
The black-robed voice was hoarse and even more gloomy.
"The end of an era, why can't we just let it pass?"
The black-robed figure pointed to the altar in front of him, and a golden stream of light rose from his body.
"Xu Ziyang is dead, so this Ziyang Cauldron should be handed over to us so that we can continue the glory of Ziyang City."
The emotions in the voice exploded, and the black robes exploded. Every strange old man wearing frost armor and with a frozen face stood there, holding a long wooden staff in his hand.
The old man's body seemed to have been lifted out of the frost.
In other words, he just walked out of the frost.
"Linghui, madman, you deserve to be disrespected by your master." The war puppet holding a long sword raised the sword in his hand and squeezed the frozen frost on his body with difficulty.
There was a sneer on the face of the old man covered in ice, which made his cold face look ferocious.
The wooden staff in his hand points forward.
"I have been waiting for this day for three hundred thousand years."
On the wooden staff, the frost gathered into a sword and stabbed the sword-wielding war puppet in the chest.
This blow, revealing endless mystery, directly caused the surrounding space to turmoil and turned into a vortex.
The body of the war puppet couldn't resist such a sword.
"Bang——"
There was a loud sound.
A long sword thrust out.
It was not the sword thrust by the Frost Old Man, but the sword-wielding sword that struck out, cutting off the wooden staff in the Frost Old Man's hand.
The severed wooden staff flew up, and the swaying ice froze the entire space ten miles around.
The bodies of those practitioners in Linglong City were shivering in the cold.
Their cultivation base was completely unable to withstand this cold power.
"Lingyao!" The old man Binghan roared, and the armor on his body revealed streaks of ice-cold flames.
The flame is an icy flame.
"boom--"
The flame was shattered by a long arrow, and a golden-armored warrior holding a long bow stepped forward.
Four war puppets stand side by side in front of the altar.
At this time, the silver war puppet also stood up and stood with the frost old man.
"It's rare that all the disciples who were under the master of Ziyang City are about to gather together."
Not far away, an old man in green robes looked at the golden cauldron above the altar with a smile on his face, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.
On the other side, several practitioners in the same attire led several prehistoric level war puppets to surround the surrounding void.
"Haha, now that I'm here, we've all finally gathered together."
In the void, a voice slowly came.
The moment this sound sounded, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be directly imprisoned, and pieces of void shattered.
Han Muye turned around, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
This is the powerful weapon refiner who previously refined Xia Ruzhe's soul into beads.
This was the first powerful person in the galaxy that made him feel pressured.
It is not the kind that relies on war puppets and armor. It is purely physical strength that has the power to oppress the world.
This is a strong man who can crush divine beasts with just his physical strength.
"Senior Brother Yaoyang."
"Zheng Yaoyang."
"He was the young city lord of Ziyang City back then and the direct chief disciple of Xu Ziyang."
There were low shouts and sounds of people retreating in panic.
The old man who spoke out before changed his expression and turned around to leave.
Others who recognized Zheng Yaoyang also shrank their heads and simply backed away.
Zheng Yaoyang.
"Gongsun Shangguan Zheng, three families in the Galaxy Divine Realm." Lu Zixu, who flew behind Han Muye, looked solemn and spoke in a low voice.
"The top elder of the Zheng family, one of the strongest weapon refiners in the Galaxy God Realm."
"I didn't expect that he turned out to be the young city lord of Ziyang City."
Even Lu Zixu doesn't know about such secrets.
Perhaps, due to his status in the family, he is not qualified to know such things.
Among the top three powerful men in the Divine Realm, no wonder Zheng Yaoyang arrived and all the practitioners scattered around quietly retreated.
Regardless of his cultivation or status, no one can mess with him.
Zheng Yaoyang turned his head slightly, looked at Han Muye, smiled and nodded.
Han Muye also nodded.
Only such a strong person can make himself feel that he needs to face it.
Grand Master Mu Yue stood at the back, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Frost Old Man and the Silver War Puppet looked at Zheng Yaoyang with complicated expressions.
The four golden-armored war puppets in front were a little distracted for a moment, or at a loss.
"You, you said you would never return to Ziyang City." The war puppet holding a long bow whispered in a low voice, as if he was saying it to himself.
Zheng Yaoyang raised his head, looked at the four war puppets, and then turned his attention to the cauldron on the altar behind and the flames in front of the cauldron.
"Actually, you really don't need to lock yourself here."
"When he chose to challenge the forbidden area of weapon refining, it was doomed that Ziyang City would be destroyed."
Zheng Yaoyang looked at the altar and spoke softly.
His expression was a bit lonely and a bit envious.
His words caused the bodies of the four golden-armored war puppets to shake, and they all took a step forward.
As if he could see through their thoughts, there was a faint flame lingering around Zheng Yaoyang's body.
The intensity of this flame caused the surrounding void to distort.
"Don't stop me. Since I'm here today, it's just to see him."
Although Zheng Yaoyang's voice was not loud, it carried a domineering tone that could not be rejected.
He took one step forward, and the void around him was subdued.
Not even a speck of dust hangs motionless within a radius of thousands of feet.
Moving forward step by step, the four golden-armored war puppets stood still and did not step forward to stop them.
I don't know if it's because I was intimidated or because I was really powerless to resist.
Zheng Yaoyang's body slowly rose up, and then it was level with the top of the altar. He looked straight at the cauldron in front of him and looked at the flame.
"Master Ziyang, I didn't want to accept your inheritance of weapon refining that challenged the restricted area back then. Today, I still don't want to."
"But I want to take away the Ziyang Cauldron."
He shouted low, raised his hand, and smacked the cauldron in front of him.
Below, the face of the Frost Old Man changed, the ice-cold power in his body surged, and then he took a step forward.
The silver war puppet also rushed forward.
The golden-armored war puppet holding a war gun wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the war puppet holding a big sword.
"If any of them can take away the Ziyang Cauldron, it will be Master's choice." The golden-armored war puppet whispered, and then looked forward.
"If any of you wants to get this Ziyang Cauldron or my master's inheritance, you can go."
You can go.
The practitioners in Linglong City looked at each other. Some of them had a movement in their eyes and flew upwards.
As soon as he moved, his body turned into nothingness inch by inch.
There was only one soul, which seemed not to know that its body had dissipated, and rushed directly into the golden cauldron.
"This method——" The war puppet controlled by the Five Elements Divine Furnace whispered.
Hun Chao beside him nodded and lowered his voice: "In the prehistoric times, we had this inheritance."
Not only does this inheritance exist, the Five Elements Divine Furnace is clearly created through such means.
The Five Elements Divine Furnace back then had always suppressed Wuzhiqi's soul, unable to escape for countless years.
The strong men of Ziyang City had been to the Great Wilderness back then. Were those Golden Crows plundered from the Great Wilderness?
Or is it that Ziyang City has an unimaginable connection with the prehistoric times?
What happened to the practitioner from Linglong City made everyone else around him panic.
This cauldron is clearly an extremely weird treasure.
Many people wanted to retreat, but found that their bodies were no longer under control.
"We are stationed here, why do we exist in the body of a war puppet?" The voice of the golden war puppet holding a big sword was full of indifference.
Why?
Because the physical body here cannot resist the devouring of the golden cauldron!
"Young Master, we will protect you from leaving." The expressions of the god-level experts who followed Lu Zixu changed dramatically. They stepped forward and summoned the ancient war puppets, hoping to resist the pulling power from the void.
But even if there were ancient war puppets in front of them, they couldn't resist. Even their own bodies flew into the air and then disappeared, leaving only their souls being sucked into the cauldron.
Lu Zixu looked ugly and raised his hand to hold a broken blue-gray gun in front of him.
Threads of golden light lingered on the broken gun, turning into a golden light curtain to protect his body.
This is definitely a powerful treasure at the cosmic level, otherwise it would not be able to protect him.
"Brother Han, you-" Lu Zixu turned to look at Han Muye, but was stunned.
Regardless of whether it was Han Muye or Hun Chaos who came with him, the Five Elements Divine Furnace, including Grand Master Mu Yue and the others, all stood where they were without being affected at all.
At this scene, the four war puppets in front were a little stunned.
They knew the power of this great cauldron very well.
How could anyone resist?
"The body of the war puppet." The war puppet holding the bow and arrow looked at Chaos and the Five Elements Divine Furnace and spoke softly.
His eyes flashed: "Besides me in Ziyang City, there are other people in the world who have such means."
The war puppet holding the long sword beside him also turned his head and looked at the three of them, Grand Master Mu Yue, with some surprise on his face.
"Zhan Puppet...that's not right." He raised his head and looked at Zheng Yaoyang in front of the altar.
"I was the one who refined Master Mu Yue's war puppet back then, but its current state makes Zheng curious." Zheng Yaoyang looked at Master Mu Yue, then at Mu Yue's war puppet and the remnant soul war puppet.
A strange color flashed on it.
He turned to look at Han Muye and nodded: "No wonder you are so arrogant."
"You do have the capital to be arrogant."
Looking up at the big cauldron in front of him, he said calmly: "If you are interested in Ziyang Cauldron or Ziyang City, then come up."
"If not, you can leave."
leave?
The person in front of me has really strong control over the soul.
But Han Muye was just not sure about the means to unlock his soul, but that didn't mean that he thought he was no match in the art of weapon refining and cultivation.
Traveling across the world, Han Muye no longer regards anyone as an unattainable existence.
He shook his head and took a step forward.
This step made Lu Zixu on the side widen his eyes.
Just the few people around Han Muye, they were either veteran strong men or warrior figures.
But Han Muye is clearly in the flesh!
In this scene, there were four golden-armored war puppets, as well as the frosty old man beside Zheng Yaoyang, and the silver-armored war puppets all showed surprise on their faces.
So far, Zheng Yaoyang is the only one who has been physically close to the Ziyang Cauldron.
Han Muye is the second one.
When Han Muye stood outside the altar and in front of the golden cauldron, blood filled his body.
it is as expected.
The powerful physical strength locked the escape of his soul.
This big cauldron had a pull on the soul, but it couldn't make his body collapse.
I'm afraid there's no power in the world that can break your body, right?
He has a body at the level of a prehistoric overlord.
Turning his head, he looked at Zheng Yaoyang.
Look at this person's body...
Looking down at Master Mu Yue, Han Mu's ambition became clear.
Grand Master Mu Yue’s original Mu Yue war puppet was made by Zheng Yaoyang.
Of course, Zheng Yaoyang had to use this method of using a bionic war puppet to ultimately carry his own cultivation and soul and turn him into an immortal existence.
Therefore, Zheng Yaoyang's body is a bionic war puppet he refined, and it has become a universe-level existence.
This can also explain why Han Muye felt pressure in front of Zheng Yaoyang.
"rare."
Zheng Yaoyang looked at Han Muye, and then his eyes fell on the big cauldron in front of him.
"If you want to get the Ziyang Cauldron, you must get its approval."
"The master blends his soul into it and sleeps. Either he gets the master's approval in the process of refining the weapon, or he activates the Ziyang Cauldron with the power of his body and soul."
Zheng Yaoyang's eyes were shining brightly, and his body was filled with vitality, blood and soul power.
He waved his hand, and golden balls of light appeared in front of him.
Pearl of the Soul!
This is the culmination of his weapon refining skills and the creation of his own way of practice.
In this kind of research on the soul, even if Xu Ziyang is reborn, he will probably have to be defeated.
The old frost man standing next to him gritted his teeth, and the power of frost on his body burst out, condensing into an iceberg-like giant.
The silver war puppet took a step back, making a "clanging" sound on its body, and condensed into a silver-armored dragon beast.
Both of these methods are extremely powerful and powerful.
Han Muye stood there, pondering for a moment, and a flame rose up in his palm.
Xu Ziyang is a senior in weapon refining, so he will challenge him with his weapon refining skills.
Of course, his energy and blood were also stimulated.
The bloody light condensed into a shadow behind him.