Billions of thunders turned into thousands of miles of thunder sea.
The origin of heaven and earth shattered in front of this thunder, turning into endless streams of light that scattered everywhere!
The thunderbolt that fell on Han Muye's head before had no power at all in this thunder sea and was directly swallowed up.
Han Muye has been controlling the thunder of heaven and earth since the beginning of the world. He has returned to his ancestors with his thunder training and has the blood of Kui Niu.
That is the origin of thunder in the world.
Han Muye once used his own way of thunder to punish heaven.
Whether it is the Pantian plane or other planes, because the power of heaven and earth is tyrannical, the creatures in it have extremely rough control over powers such as thunder.
Only in the ancient world, the power of the Tao can return to its origin, and the power of heaven and earth can be transformed into supreme supernatural powers through Tao and Dharma.
"Buzz——"
Billions of thunders fell, and a sea of thunder boiled in a radius of thousands of miles.
Mountains and rivers crumble before the thunder, and everything melts in it.
The figure holding the golden staff showed horror on his face and his eyes widened.
"You, are you the Lord of Thunder..."
Whispering in his mouth, the tall figure with lightning flashes on his body bowed to Han Muye, and then knelt down.
"Subordinate Sang Lin pays homage to the master."
With the words, the thunder light on his body dissipated, allowing Han Muye's sea of thunder to swallow his body.
In the lightning, his body shook and turned into nothingness.
But in the next moment, golden light gathered on his body and condensed into an illusory body.
Wearing a golden robe, holding a golden staff, and looking like a human being.
This was caused by Han Muye's thunder power, and the Juyuan clan named Sang Lin became Han Muye's dependent.
He surrendered to Han Muye's way of thunder.
This is the horror of the origin battle. Once the other party takes away your mind, you will no longer have your own path to belong to, and you can only surrender.
"Buzz——"
In the distance, a bolt of thunder surged from the sky and the earth, wrapping around the body of a black, hundred-foot-long tiger.
By the time the thunderous shock dissipated, the tiger had transformed into a three-hundred-foot-tall gun-wielding warrior.
"Hu Lingzi pays homage to the master."
The general bowed to Han Muye, then stepped forward and landed in front of Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, and his body of a hundred feet dissipated, turning into a nine-foot human form, and landed on Hu Lingzi's shoulders.
Hu Lingzi ran forward, triggering the Qiankun world behind Han Muye to collect the broken mountains and rivers, and brought the bodies of the killed beasts back into the Qiankun world.
As Hu Lingzi transformed into a human body, more surrounding creatures survived the thunder tribulation and transformed into human forms.
The human bodies transformed by these strange beasts rushed in front of Han Muye, and they all bowed down and worshiped.
The thunder of heaven and earth can destroy the origin, and it can also purify the origin.
Those who are willing to surrender and accept this great way in thunder will have the opportunity to survive the thunder tribulation, transform into human form, and then be surging with power and sublime their origins.
This sublimation of original power can increase their strength more than ten times.
The most important thing is that once the origin is sublimated, they will have more opportunities to step into a higher level. This is a benefit that no one can bear to refuse.
One after another, figures flew down in front of Han Muye, and the body of Sang Lin, who was holding a golden staff, also turned into a nine-foot-long body. Holding a golden staff, he stood not far in front of Han Muye.
The power of thunder in his body is combined with the power of the sea of thunder, helping Han Muye control the power of the sea of thunder. There is no need for Han Muye to control the thunder at all.
Zhang Cheng and other practitioners from the death camp followed Han Muye, with the power of thunder rippling around them, and their faces were full of excitement.
Han Muye's strength completely exceeded their imagination.
This kind of thunder is beyond their experience. If they had not followed Han Muye, they would not have been able to survive in such a sea of thunder.
According to the current situation, it is really possible for them to survive the subsequent battles in the death camp and gain military exploits.
There is even a chance to obtain unimaginable achievements in a hundred battles and become a heaven-suppressing guard that was previously unimaginable.
"Master Lu, how are you? You didn't expect it, did you?" Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked at Lu Renfeng not far away.
Lu Renfeng did not speak, but had a smile on his face, and there was an irrepressible sparkle in his eyes.
Not only that, his body seemed to be no longer rickety.
"boom--"
In the distance, between heaven and earth, a long knife slashed towards me.
The long knife chopped a piece of thunder into pieces, and then chopped down a strange beast that had just transformed and had not yet recovered its strength.
"Haha, there are so many exotic beasts to harvest here!" With a long laugh, a 100-foot tall man in gray robes flew down.
This big man has the mark of a practitioner from the Pantian plane.
Looking at Han Muye's position, the big man's eyes fell on the 300-foot-tall Hu Lingzi.
"What a powerful beast."
He couldn't see through the cultivation levels of Han Muye and Sang Lin, and thought the strongest one here was Hu Lingzi.
"People from the death camp?" Looking down at Zhang Zheng and others, seeing the marks on their bodies, the big man sneered: "Go away, I own this place."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and slashed with the long sword again.
This sword once again stiffened a body, shook it in the thunder, and killed the alien beast that was about to condense into a human form.
After slashing out this sword, he turned his head and struck in the direction of Zhang Cheng and others.
"Kill." Hu Lingzi shouted, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out.
"boom--"
The power of this spear caused the surrounding world to roar, and countless original powers vibrated, seeming to directly collapse.
The big man's face changed drastically as he slashed out the sword, and the sword light in his hand was surging, trying to block Hu Lingzi's shot.
Unfortunately, his strength was not enough in front of Hu Lingzi, and his body collapsed with one shot.
Han Muye glanced over, his expression indifferent, and he pointed to the towering mountain peak ahead.
"Let's go."
Hu Lingzi stepped forward and ran all the way.
This speed was faster than Han Muye's tall body before, and Zhang Cheng and others behind him had to use all their strength to keep up.
On the other side, Sang Lin waved the golden staff in his hand, continuously strengthening the sea of thunder and dispersing it to all directions.
Wherever the thunder sea submerges, the heaven and earth will be refined.
After running for a hundred thousand miles, the heaven and earth for a hundred thousand miles were refined. Most of the creatures were brought into Han Muye's world of heaven and earth. Only a few survived the thunder tribulation and then turned into human form and fell aside.
Three days later, there were already 1,300 humanoid beasts behind Han Muye. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level was at the same level as the tiger spirit. He was at the peak of the Primeval Realm and could speak with a body of three hundred feet.
The others are all in the primordial realm.
There was no Primeval Realm, and it had already collapsed before these thunders.
Zhang Cheng and others picked up the Pantian Stone and their hands became weak.
"Buzz——"
In front of Han Muye, a faint divine light shook.
A golden dazzling light came from above him, and his body shook and disappeared from where it was.
On the shoulder of Hu Lingzi, a green long sword appeared.
As soon as the long sword appeared, Wanli Heaven and Earth directly turned into a sword prison.
Endless sword light swayed, intersecting with thunder clouds.
On the other side, hundreds of millions of miles away between heaven and earth, Han Muye appeared, right next to Zhang Mingyuan with a solemn expression.
He and his body instantly swap places.
"Everyone in the 9528th Battalion, I will give you ten breaths of consideration. If you don't surrender, we will slaughter you."
"This is the Giant Source Plane. You don't want to die here and have your body turn into a sky stone, right?"