One of the seven treasures refined by the Master of Jiuxuan Peak.
Each of the seven treasures has its own special function, not only does it contain powerful power.
What is hidden in the Ziyang Cauldron is fire.
The cold weather hammer is associated with endless wealth.
The Zhentian Bow is related to the Mu Xing clan.
Han Muye's palm grasped the spear in front of him.
"Buzz——"
The golden light oscillates like cloud waves shining.
At this moment, the entire Kunwu began to shake, countless mountain peaks collapsed, and large rivers rolled with waves.
All the divine beasts felt their bloodline power being pulled away, and their whole bodies trembled.
Taiyin Youying turned around and looked in the direction Han Muye left.
"This is the suppression of bloodline power. What kind of power can suppress the entire prehistoric bloodline?"
Youying stretched out her hand and watched her palm tremble slightly.
Even a prehistoric overlord like her would have her bloodline suppressed.
"Could it be the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth from the ancient times, the beginning of the wilderness..."
The spiritual treasure of heaven and earth is an accompaniment of the beginning of heaven and earth.
It is actually inappropriate to say that it is a companion thing.
This Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasure was originally a universe, but because of the concentration of its own power, it did not turn into the void of heaven and earth, but showed various strange shapes.
There were several such accompanying treasures in the prehistoric times, which were used to suppress the prehistoric times.
But later these treasures disappeared.
At this time, in the spear held in Han Muye's hand, messages turned into pictures and appeared in his mind.
The stem of golden lotus.
The main body of this spear is a golden lotus stem that is straight in the middle and straight in the outside.
The accompanying treasure of the prehistoric universe was refined into a spear tip with the divine iron of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Spirits.
The combination of two accompanying treasures turned into this war gun.
With this spear, you can kill all kinds of powerful spirits in the world.
Therefore, the head of the Prehistoric Dragon Crocodile was suppressed here.
"Haha, the true body is the true body. Even the God-killing Spear can be found so quickly."
A voice sounded, with a hint of emotion.
Han Muye knew that this was the differentiation of his soul, leaving a message for him.
He watched intently, and in the picture, his split soul was fused with two ancient treasures, and then combined with the power of the soul, blood, and blood of countless divine beasts.
The moment the war gun took shape, endless storms began to gather throughout the world.
Lightning and thunder continued for thousands of days.
The souls of the mythical beasts were trapped in the spear, and then became the weapon spirit in the spear.
There is an interesting thing about the God-killing Spear.
This gun does not use its own power to create killings, but releases the soul trapped in it every time it is shot.
As long as this divine soul activates the war gun once, one of the trapped divine beast souls will be released.
This soul completes the contract and leaves on its own, or is reborn, or reshaped.
The God-killing Spear should actually be called the God-Relieving Spear.
Holding the spear in his hand, Han Muye felt the number of souls in the spear.
There are at least a million divine souls, each of which is at the level of a prehistoric divine beast.
Among them, there are at least ten thousand souls, which are second only to the prehistoric overlord.
Each of the hundreds of souls at the core is like an abyss.
It is difficult for Han Muye to mobilize these souls now.
The prehistoric overlord.
A divine soul at the level of the Overlord of the Hundred Paths.
How powerful would the God-killing Spear be if its combat power were fully unleashed?
"Haha, the treasure of protecting the Tao is also the gathering of the merits and powers of heaven and earth." Holding the spear tightly, Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.
Every time a soul is released, it feeds the heaven and the earth and allows this living being to return, which is a meritorious deed.
But what's even better is that the spear itself is made from the accompanying treasure. There are seventy-two hollow passages in the stem of the ancient golden lotus. All the souls are cultivated in it. Not only will they not be worn out, but they will become more solid, and the cultivation realm will be reached.
A lot of improvement.
Hundreds of prehistoric overlord-level divine beasts and spirits were all nurtured by warmth.
"I suspect that there are different rules in other dimensions outside this universe."
"The Sword God Lu Yue set foot outside the universe and never returned."
"If I have the chance, I will go and have a look."
The Master of Jiuxuan Peak whispered, then raised his head and looked at the sky.
"With the God-killing Spear to protect the road, and a few other treasures, I think we can preserve the inheritance of the prehistoric and galactic universes, the practice universe, right?"
The figure dispersed, and the spear in Han Muye's hand vibrated slightly.
On the gun body, golden light flashed.
On Han Muye, all the blood power of the divine beasts was poured into the gun body, making the spear glow with a slight cyan halo.
He slowly used force and pulled out the spear from the head of the dragon crocodile below.
As the spear was slowly withdrawn, the bloody pattern covering the dragon crocodile's head began to shine with golden light.
Endless blood surges.
The entire Kunwu was in turmoil again.
This world seems to be about to collapse at any moment.
A vast roar resounded between heaven and earth.
"Ancient Dragon Crocodile..." Taiyin Youying looked complicated and whispered softly.
Behind her, the returning mythical beasts all had solemn expressions.
Among the five great overlords of ancient times, only Dragon Crocodile was the most brutal.
Regardless of whether it is Taiyin Youying, Taiyang Zhuzhao, or the other two prehistoric overlords, they still care about the friendship between the prehistoric beasts.
Only Dragon Crocodile only knows how to kill, and will never look down on divine beasts whose strength and cultivation are weaker than his own.
Otherwise, Dragon Crocodile would not have had no one to rescue him in the wild when he was surrounded by the Galaxy Universe.
Now if the dragon crocodile reappears in Kunwu, I'm afraid there will be another massacre.
In ancient times, when mythical beasts were seriously injured, they basically healed their wounds by killing and devouring them.
Fortunately, there was Taiyin Youying in front of him at this time, who was also the prehistoric overlord.
Even though Youying was not famous for his fighting skills back then, he was at his full strength and could definitely suppress the dragon crocodile with only a broken body.
"boom--"
In the void, a roaring sound sounded.
The phantom body of an ancient dragon and crocodile appeared.
With a body of millions of feet, the huge head has clear scales and a faint light.
Each of those sharp tusks seemed capable of tearing the sky apart.
Raising its head, the phantom of the dragon and crocodile let out a silent roar toward the sky outside Kunwu.
With this roar, the thunder and thick clouds in the sky vibrated together, and then crashed out of the sky and earth, smashing into pieces the alien bodies scattered outside Kunwu.
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A stream of blood gathered in the void, then rushed towards Kunwu and merged into the body of the dragon crocodile.
The originally illusory body of the dragon and crocodile seemed to solidify a little.
However, this infusion of power was obviously not enough, and Dragon Crocodile's raised head slowly lowered.
Below, Han Muye is holding a spear with a calm expression.
Behind him, the body of an ancient dragon crocodile also appeared.
"Roar--"
At this moment, the roaring sound shook the world!
The illusory bodies of two ancient dragon crocodiles collided together.
In Kunwu, all the divine beasts lowered their heads and trembled all over.
This is the suppression of bloodline power.
The bloodline power of the ancient overlord was strong enough to directly suppress Kun Wu.
"Bang——"
The two huge figures collided with each other. Han Muye's figure was shaken and his body seemed to collapse.
But outside of his body, there was a layer of golden blood-red battle armor and a layer of lightning shining to stabilize his body.
Blood evil formation.
The power of Kui Niu.
Han Muye is based on the power of the dragon and crocodile, but it has never been said that his power of the dragon and crocodile is his fundamental strength.
His true foundation has always been the practice of swordsmanship, integrating all things into his own way.
The two phantoms of the dragon and crocodile above him clashed, and Han Muye's eyes fell on the head of the dragon and crocodile in front of him.
The dragon-crocodile head with wide eyes reveals endless ferocity and confusion.
If it were an ordinary mythical beast, even if it faced these eyes, its soul would collapse.
At this time, Han Muye was holding the God-killing Spear in his hand, and above his head, three golden long swords were shining with sword light.
Soul Sword.
Fix the soul with the soul.
His free palm slowly pressed down and pressed on the head of the dragon crocodile.
A fierce aura instantly rushed into his divine being.
The ancient overlord's innate violent power filled his divine treasure in an instant.
The combination of that violent aura caused Han Muye's eyes to turn red instantly.
At this moment, the blood evil formation that originally suppressed the dragon crocodile's head rushed out with golden spiritual patterns, covering Han Muye's body.
This is exactly what Han Muye has been waiting for.
When the blood evil formation rushed up, the blood evil armor on his body vibrated and blended with the power of the blood evil formation.
This is the power of the same origin, which fits together and then converges on Han Muye.
The power of blood evil is the power that suppresses the dragon crocodile. This power is gathered in Han Muye, and of course it also has the power to suppress the dragon crocodile.
He pressed the palm of his hand on the head of Dragon Crocodile, and the bloody halo began to expand and spread.
The body of the dragon crocodile above his head shook slightly and was affected.
The violent aura in Han Muye's divine treasure turbulent collision seemed to be crushing Han Muye's divine treasure into pieces.
However, the three divine soul swords above Han Muye's head stabilized his body, making his divine possession stable, and no cracks could be seen despite the impact of the aura.
Not only that, the various powers in his divine treasure were intertwined, and he just restrained the vast power.
"Buzz——"
The power of the bloody armor on his body blended together, and then pressed down on the dragon crocodile's head in front of him, making the entire head become illusive.
Compared with the dangers of refining the Dragon Crocodile Tail at the Blood-Drip Cliff last time, this time it was much smoother.
Moreover, this time not only could he quickly refine the dragon crocodile head into his body, Han Muye also felt the power of the soul contained in it.
Dragon Crocodile's soul has been extracted into the God-killing Spear, but there is still a layer of soul power left in Dragon Crocodile's body.
At this time, Han Muye refined the dragon crocodile head, and the remaining soul was attracted and slowly gathered, transforming into a lonely old man with a black beard and a gloomy face wearing a sad robe.
This appearance is very similar to the original Tongtian Immortal Lord.
"You are the one who will inherit my power." Looking at Han Muye, the old man said calmly with a hint of chill on his face.
"Have you seen Tongtian?"
Tongtian Immortal Lord.
Han Muye nodded.
"He is not my incarnation, he is just an evil thought that escaped from his soul, corroded and controlled by the power of the outside world."
The expression on the old man's face did not change at all.
"Since you can refine my body, I will give it to you, but you have to promise that you will kill Tongtian when you see him one day."
Kill the Immortal Lord Tongtian.
Tongtian Immortal Lord was imprisoned in Shenyuan Heavenly Palace for countless years.
But looking at it now, I'm afraid he is not just imprisoned.
With the power of Tongtian Immortal Lord, it is actually very easy to leave Shenyuan Heavenly Palace.
If he doesn't leave, he must have something up his sleeve.
Combined with the fact that the Canaan clan, which had never appeared in the prehistoric universe, attacked Kunwu, I am afraid that Tongtian Immortal Lord is the strongest existence of the Canaan clan lurking in the prehistoric universe.
This also makes sense. Why did the Tongtian Immortal Lord use the River of Time to spread the law and let Han Muye break countless worlds with his own strength and cause the collapse of the power of the Zhoutian Divine Realm.
"If I see Tongtian Immortal Lord again, I will ask for details." Han Muye nodded.
If all the guesses are correct, then he will not hold back.
The old man in black robe in front of him nodded, and golden light shone from his body.
"I have no meritorious deeds in the primitive world. Now that my remnant soul has returned to Kunwu, it can be regarded as my last act for Kunwu."
As the words were spoken, the remnant soul of the dragon and crocodile turned into nothingness, and then condensed into a blue wind scroll, which began to float in Kunwu.
This breath has the power of ancient times as its core, and its constant impact can continuously purify the power in Kunwu.
Of course, as a result, this wind scroll will slowly be consumed until it runs out of power.
Han Muye watched the wind blow away, and the head of the mountain-like dragon crocodile in front of him slowly disappeared and entered his body.
A surging energy and blood force surged, and a layer of golden evil exploded on his body.
The bloody battle armor and lightning flashes intertwined, barely stabilizing his body.
Above his head, the two dragon and crocodile phantoms merged into one, then looked up to the sky and roared.
On his body, nine golden halos intertwined and flowed, and then condensed into a golden shadow of the sun, gathering behind him.
True Spirit, Nine Transformations!
This is the highest level of the practice method deduced in the wilderness, and it has never really appeared.
No one has confirmed whether this practice method can lead to the realm of nine transformations.
Now, Han Muye has entered the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, proving that this practice can really reverse the bloodline and return to the level of ancient existence.
At this time, the power of the Nine Transformations True Spirit has reached the quasi-overlord realm in ancient times.
This is the force that runs rampant throughout the universe.
Just by relying on the power of the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, one can recreate the glory of the ancient times.
Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing with light.
In his hands, endless streams of light scattered, flying towards the surrounding void.
This is the cultivation method of the Nine Transformations True Spirit.
After his modification, it fits almost all races in Kunwu.
Taiyin Youying stretched out her hand to grab a spiritual light, the halo around her body flickered, and there was a hint of pain in her eyes.
"This is the true spiritual method. My elder brother said at the beginning that only by redefining the practice method can all living beings in the wild have a way out."
Holding the spiritual light in her hand, she looked at Han Muye in the distance.
The shadow of the big sun and golden crow behind Han Muye is clearly the power of the sun's candlelight!
The nine-turn true spirit returns to the ancient times.
Zhuzhao quietly integrated his power into the Great Wasteland.
Han Muye turned around and nodded towards Taiyin Youying.
After nine turns of true spirit, he also felt some things from before.
The sun candle shines, using its own strength as the foundation, it turns into the great sun and golden crow, and then protects the great wasteland.
So, where is the end of the Great Wilderness Realm, the place where I didn't even dare to set foot?
What's there?
"Let's go quickly. The place where all realms compete has been merged. If you don't go, you won't be able to go."
A chaotic voice sounded, and then, Han Muye was surrounded by a layer of golden divine light, and his body slowly turned into nothingness.
"boom--"
Rays of golden thunder fell around him.
"I don't have enough power. I don't know where I can teleport you."
There was a hint of weakness in the chaotic voice.
When Han Muye opened his eyes, he was already on a desolate grassland.
A place where all realms compete, but he doesn’t know what level this is.
"Surrender or die——"
Behind him, a voice sounded.
A force equivalent to the fifth-level armor master in the galaxy universe, roughly equivalent to the power of the prehistoric universe that transcends the heavenly realm and the human-immortal realm, was revealed behind Han Muye.
