The entire Tamu Lake surged up, and the water around Han Muye instantly turned to ice.
Billions of pounds of ice froze Han Muye's entire body.
The coldness of this ice not only freezes the body, but most importantly, directly penetrates the body, enters the soul, steps into the divine treasure, and tears apart the memory!
No wonder the souls of the divine beasts in Tamu Lake have incomplete memories and lose themselves. It turns out that they were quietly affected by the power of this giant.
Han Muye stood where he was, with the ice outside his body condensing, and a voice rang out from his divine abode.
"This body is well tempered. It is not as good as my Pantian clan, but it is better than most other clans."
A gigantic giant figure emerged from the divine treasure, and his body was about the same height as the three suspended divine souls.
"The soul has also been refined well and has been condensed into a sword. This method is not much worse than that of our Pantian clan."
The giant was wearing a gray shirt, with a square face and a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
He reached out his hand and grabbed it into the void.
A faint spirit appeared.
This soul is in the shape of Han Muye, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Let me see how you practice." The giant held the faint soul, and his eyes flashed with light, turning into strange halos.
That weak soul shattered into fragments of memory.
Practice at Jiuxuan Mountain.
The ups and downs of Zhongzhou.
The fairyland is full of wonders.
Chasing and escaping in the realm of gods.
Grow in the ruin world.
Memories one after another appeared in front of the giant.
"A swordsman genius, a sword that condenses the soul, not bad."
"Having the body of a dragon and crocodile, you are so brave that you dare to swallow even the body of the ancient overlord."
"Breaking the barrier of the divine realm is somewhat responsible, but the strength is still too weak."
The giant whispered in his mouth, looking at the light curtains, the divine light on his face changed.
He cast his gaze on the three divine soul swords.
"I, the Pantian clan, also have strong swordsmen and great sects of swordsmanship. Among them, the strong swordsmen have a deeper understanding of swordsmanship than this kid, but I don't see many who condense the sword of three divine souls."
"If I can swallow this kid's memory body and return to the Pantian plane, I can transform into a sword cultivator and start everything from scratch."
The giant clenched his fists, and colorful divine lights burst out from his body.
This is the pure power of the soul, and its intensity has reached a substantial level.
"boom--"
The giant figure in Han Muye's divine treasure collapsed and turned into a colorful light curtain, covering his entire divine treasure.
At this time, Han Muye, who had closed his eyes and was frozen by the ice, suddenly opened his eyes.
Around him, a golden flame rose up.
The ice was directly burned by the flames and turned into a cyclone.
The change was too fast, the temperature transition was too sudden. At that moment, the frost surrounding Han Muye's body exploded.
This scene caused the colorful halo in his divine possession to vibrate.
"Hey, do you still have the source of fire? Why didn't I detect it just now?"
The whispers in the divine treasure house were filled with a hint of surprise, and then they pressed down on the three suspended divine soul swords.
The three divine swords vibrated, as if they couldn't bear it and were about to collapse.
"After all, he is a genius, bold and careful, and it is normal to have some backhandedness."
"I advise you not to struggle. Let me swallow your soul, occupy your body, and take you to the Pantian plane. That is the top plane, many times more powerful than this mere prehistoric one."
The colorful light curtain penetrated the Soul Sword, and the sword vibrated, as if it was slowly melting.
At this time, Han Muye had already crossed thousands of miles in one step, and his body came to the giant.
The giant who sat upright slowly lowered his head and looked at Han Muye.
"Little ant, do you still want to make plans for me?"
A thunderous sound resounded.
The giant slowly raised his arm, trying to push Han Muye down directly.
However, the spirit of the giant, which has not yet fully awakened from its slumber, has entered Han Muye's divine treasure. At this time, all actions are based on instinct.
Han Muye stood there and raised his palms.
In his palm, a large bronze cauldron emerged.
Purple Yang Cauldron.
"Buzz——"
The big cauldron vibrated and turned into a covering for heaven and earth, directly connected to the surrounding lake and the body in the lake.
The giant's body was put into the cauldron, and a vortex suddenly appeared on the spot.
Under the giant's body, a jade-colored broken altar was exposed.
The altar with a radius of thousands of feet was densely covered with broken animal bones.
"Canglong."
"Golden Phoenix."
"Suzaku."
"Xuanwu."
Han Muye recognized each of his bodies, and those fragments of bones that were broken into pieces turned out to be the most powerful overlords in the ancient world.
Not only the overlord of the prehistoric level, but also the origin overlord of a lineage, and even at a higher level, the existence with bloodline power so strong that it is the top of the prehistoric world.
Any one of these strong men can fight against an ancient overlord like Dragon Crocodile.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the altar.
The textures on the altar are intertwined.
At this time, the colorful light curtain in his divine treasure had shattered his three divine soul swords.
If he doesn't deal with it quickly, his soul may really be refined.
"Buzz——"
There was also a trembling sound in the big cauldron in front of him.
"You actually have such a hidden method, and even I didn't find it when I searched for the soul."
"I hope you can give me more surprises."
The colorful halo in the divine treasure is constantly surging, trying to completely control Han Muye's divine treasure.
Han Muye took a deep breath, no longer hiding his methods, and slapped the big cauldron in front of him with one palm.
The entire cauldron shook, and countless divine flames within it instantly shattered and turned into a puff of light.
The flames were entangled, and the giant body was directly locked.
The moment the giant's body was locked in flames, the colorful divine light in Han Muye's divine possession shook and almost dispersed.
"So brave, I even dare to refine my body!"
A roar came from the colorful halo, and then turned into a colorful sea of stars, constantly rotating, speeding up the speed of swallowing up the impregnated Han Muye Shen Zang.
Around Han Muye, lines of blood vibrated, and boundless fighting spirit burst out from his eyes.
"Okay, then let me see who is faster!"
He formed a seal with his hands, causing all the divine flames in the Ziyang Cauldron to boil.
All the original power of the fire veins was poured into the Ziyang Cauldron, triggering the divine flames to wrap around the giant's body, and the flames penetrated his body.
Refining weapons.
Treat this giant body as an artifact to refine.
Isn't the most advanced weapon refining method in the galaxy universe just replacing oneself with a war puppet?
This is the same as when Han Muye started refining the body of this giant.
On the originally huge giant body, endless divine light burst out, and billions of golden divine patterns appeared on the body.
How strong is the Pantian plane?
This giant's body is so powerful that divine marks are all over his body!
No wonder he can crush the ancient beast and overlord with his own strength.
Han Muye's palm slowly stretched out and pressed on the Ziyang Cauldron.
"boom--"
Through the Ziyang Cauldron, all the secrets in the giant's body were explored, and all the memories turned into a torrent and emerged in Han Muye's mind.
In an instant, Han Muye's seven orifices were bleeding and his eyes were red.
The seven-colored halo that was originally vibrating in the divine treasure also collapsed directly.
"You, you can see my memory?"
"How did you do that?"
"Why don't I see any of your weapon refining methods in your soul?"
The colorful halo vibrated and let out a painful roar.
He alone had seen all of Han Muye's memories and had already suppressed Han Muye's soul. Only now did he feel that he had not suppressed it at all.
In Han Muye's mind, he only saw what he wanted him to see, and nothing else that he didn't want to see was shown.
What kind of method is this?
Han Muye gritted his teeth at this moment, and the torrent of memories in his mind continued to surge.
"In the Pantian plane, body refining and swordsmanship are strong."
"Sweeping across all directions, crushing with the power of the planes, entering other planes, you can directly transform into a giant of ten thousand feet."
"Transport the origin, anchor the plane, and swallow the plane."
"In the Pantian plane, combat merit is calculated based on the origin."
…
In countless memories, Han Muye saw a plane that was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
Because the original power of this plane is too strong, it has directly crushed countless heaven and earth planes.
The prehistoric plane that has not collapsed will bow before it.
After the cultivators in the Pantian plane stepped out of the plane, the suppressive power of heaven and earth directly increased sharply, sweeping across other planes.
On the other hand, practitioners from other planes cannot step into the Pantian plane, because their own cultivation and physical training cannot withstand the pressure of heaven and earth in the Pantian plane, and they will directly collapse.
Above the Cangtian plane is the Pantian plane.
The altar below is the plane mark anchored by this strong man from the Pantian plane, triggering the Pantian plane to swallow up the original source of the world.
Countless mythical beast overlords took action, perished together with this powerful man, and sealed the altar.
But even their power cannot break this altar.
In the end, the Pantian plane swallowed up most of the origin of the ancient world, causing the ancient world to collapse.
This is the reason why the prehistoric plane collapsed.
It was also because too many strong men had fallen in the prehistoric world, and eventually the prehistoric world could not hold on and turned into a ruined world.
"The Pantian plane is really a good place for body training and sword training."
Blood spilled from Han Muye's mouth, and he gritted his teeth and growled.
The surging energy and blood in his body was shaking.
Divine patterns spread all over his body.
"This, how is it possible that you can understand the body-training techniques of my Pantian plane?"
"how did you do it!"
Panic shouts came from his hiding place.
The colorful halo wanted to speed up and swallow Han Muye's soul, but it couldn't condense for a while.
"Buzz——"
Around Han Muye, more and more divine patterns were condensed, and the huge energy and blood in his body began to flow rapidly.
Some of the dragon crocodile's power that could not be refined originally disintegrated directly at this time and turned into the power of Han Muye's qi and blood.
Not only that, but in the space around him, the origin of the inspiration also began to be refined.
Golden vortices appeared one after another, and below, countless divine beast bones shattered and turned into the original power, pouring into his body.
This power was so powerful that it caused the entire Muta Lake to become turbulent.
Various divine patterns began to crisscross Han Muye's body.
There are the divine patterns of the Canglong clan, the divine patterns of the Phoenix clan, the white tiger divine patterns, and the Suzaku and Xuanwu divine patterns.
These original powers that belonged to the ancient beasts all gathered on Han Muye.
Waves of divine soul power surged towards his body, and then rushed into the divine treasure.
"Haha, boy, you are a little brave, and you dare to swallow even guys from the Pantian plane." A golden blue dragon phantom appeared in Han Muye's divine hideout, laughing wildly.
The blue dragon shook its head and tail and hit the colorful halo.
It's just that his body is obviously not as powerful as the colorful halo, and it will break into pieces upon impact.
On the other side, a golden-red phoenix, a giant white tiger with white divine patterns, and a spirit that respected other overlords in the ancient world, all rushed towards the colorful halo in Han Muye's divine treasure.
The colorful light shone around, shattering these souls.
The gods were slightly turbulent, and then there was a surge of golden light that reshaped the bodies of these souls.
This is Han Muye's sacred treasure, and he has the power to reshape these souls.
"Yes, the boy has some abilities."
"I will help you kill this guy today."
The giant Xuanwu, which was shaking its head and tail, roared and rushed forward.
The body of a divine beast overlord collapsed and then condensed.
Han Muye's body has more and more criss-crossing divine patterns, and the aura on his body is also rising.
His body seemed to be out of control and was slowly expanding.
Dragon scales, phoenix feathers, tiger claws, basalt armor, red flame pupils, green dome horns...
The characteristics of various mythical beasts are converging.
However, Han Muye did not let these visions condense and suppressed them as soon as they appeared.
In the void, endless divine light surged in.
The primitive power finally broke through the barrier of Muta Lake and poured into Han Muye.
Outside his body, divine patterns are constantly intertwined.
"Ant." In the divine treasure, a roar came from the colorful halo, and then exploded, smashing the phantoms of all the divine beasts and souls into pieces, blending with them.
Han Muye's Soul Sword also merged into one body.
On the other side, the eyes of the giant body in the Ziyang Cauldron glowed with colorful divine light, and he punched out, tearing away all the flames.
His power is so strong that not even the Ziyang Cauldron can restrain him.
"Since it cannot be directly refined into an incarnation, then it can be refined into an incarnation outside the body."
Han Muye looked at the giant who was about to step out of the Ziyang Cauldron and whispered in his mouth.
He raised his hand and made a move, the Ziyang Cauldron disappeared, and all the divine flames attached to his body, turning into a suit of armor.
His body expanded into a gigantic giant, covered with divine patterns.
"boom--"
With one punch, the giant who had just stepped out of the Ziyang Cauldron was knocked to the ground.
Han Muye raised his hand and a giant hammer appeared in his hand.
Cold weather hammer.
One of the seven most precious weapons, it possesses the original power of the Binghan lineage, and it also contains the secret of sealing various treasures in the galaxy universe.
A hammer hit and the heaven and earth shook.
The giant's body, which had just raised its head, was hit on the head and fell to the ground again.
"Bang——"
The giant's body hit the altar, and golden lights appeared on the altar, seeming to extract the giant's original power.
This made the giant tremble and he struggled to get up.
At this time, Han Muye had already discovered that this giant from the Pantian plane actually did not have the power it had at its peak.
It's just that the power of his soul is still strong, and the original power of his physical body can no longer support it.
Such a body is suitable for being refined into an external incarnation.
"In that case, I'll accept it." Han Muye whispered and took a step forward.