Huang Laoliu was surrounded by many people, and Han Muye stood behind him and did not pass.

Luo Jian and Tang Jin were on Huang Laoliu's side, and the others were all powerful masters.

There were also a few Styx ferrymen on the Ship of Styx who were not far from them, joining forces with them to slay the Stygian beasts.

Obviously, Huang Lao Liu's strength was recognized by the Styx ferryman.

The Boat of the River Styx crosses the River Styx, and it is difficult to rely on the strength of the River Ferryman and the Boat of the River Styx, and it requires the help of the passengers on it.

Huang Lao Liu and the others killed the beasts and beasts in the water, and then the ferryman of the River Styx took action, netted his body with the golden light sprinkled on the sail, and then dragged him to the boat.

This Styx Ship is clearly the leader of more than a dozen Styx Boats, and it is at the forefront.

Han Muye, who controlled the power of the rules and possessed the power of the same origin of the River Styx, could see more things in front of him at this time.

This sea area full of rocks is clearly intertwined with many messy forces.

Those beasts that should have been mobilized by the power of the River Styx became more and more irritable and disorderly here.

Here, there is a mixture of forces that do not belong to the River Styx.

Han Muye looked at the battle in front of him for a while, and did not mean to make a move, but turned around and walked back to the cabin.

In the eyes of Ishihara Masa, who was quietly observing, this was a sign of cowardice.

"Isn't that Han Daoyou the brother who accompanies the sixth brother, why don't you come to help the sixth brother?" A white-bearded old man in half-iron armor whispered softly.

He is now on the periphery of the warband, and he can only fight and get little benefit.

Everyone around him was extremely envious of the people who followed Huang Lao Liu in front of him, who could earn a lot of Divine Soul Gold Beads.

As long as it can be safe, who wouldn't want to hunt the beast in exchange for gold beads?

The sixth brother is sitting in front, and the people who follow him are relieved to make a move.

Who doesn't envy?

"Maybe he knows that his strength is not enough, otherwise, with the sixth brother's temperament, how could he not give him a chance?" Ishihara shook his head and spoke lightly.

His own strength was not enough, but by settling with Huang Lao Liu, he was assigned an errand to maintain order on the deck.

In the past few days, I have been rewarded twice.

"Hehe, when it's time for my generation of cultivators to let go of their face, they have to let go of their face, for the sake of cultivation, for immortality, and not to be ashamed." An old man shook his head, his gaze falling on the dark beast that was pulled by the golden light: "It's done." ”

Everyone rushed up and killed the beast that was not yet dead, skinning and tearing off the bones, and was very skillful.

Of course, the escaping qi and blood inevitably have to take a few more breaths.

When Han Muye returned to the cabin, he walked directly to the stairs.

He ascended the stairs step by step.

The higher you go, the more elegant the cabins become, and on the seventh or eighth floor, you can see maids and some green plants.

In those closed cabins, some of them still had the power of surging qi and blood transmitted out.

Stepping to the top, Qu Qian, the town's guard elder of this boat, and another elder were there.

There are also several Styx ferrymen in black robes.

Standing on the side, there are even five or six cultivators, even if they don't show their cultivation, they can also see that their bearing is extraordinary, and they must be strong.

It is estimated that either the strength is recognized, or the people who are invited to join the Holy City.

In the previous big battle of Huang Laoliu, his strength was also recognized and he was invited to join the Holy City.

"Hehe, Han Daoyou is here." Qu Qian smiled and arched his hand.

This attitude made the cultivators around him stunned.

Isn't it a little too attentive?

Qu Qian didn't want to be too attentive, but he was a big creditor, and he owed him 120,000 gold beads along with the other elders on the Styx Boat.

That's a lot of money, and they can't get it back for hundreds of years.

Han Muye nodded and returned the salute and walked forward to the edge of the windowsill.

The location here is really good, whether it is the view outside, or the bird's-eye view of the battle on the deck, it is all excellent.

Standing high and looking far away, on the ninth floor, you can see that the sea in the distance is covered with reefs.

The fleet needs to move slowly and carefully.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of golden light flashing in his pupils.

The world in front of him changed abruptly, divided into various misty shadows.

The pale red is the power of the Styx, revealing a faint vitality, the blue and black is the other one, as if it wants to tear the power of the Styx apart, and the miserable white is the other one, in which the vitality is cut off.

All kinds of forces are intertwined, surging slowly in the chaos of the reef.

It can be seen that the current fleet is walking in a place that belongs to the power of the River Styx.

Moreover, the Styx ferryman should be able to sense the power of the Styx, and the position where he controls the fleet has always been under the influence of the Styx.

It's just that this indiscriminate killing reef is densely packed with reefs, and those forces are staggered and surging, and I'm afraid that the Styx ferrymen don't have the ability to keep driving the fleet in the place where the power of the Styx is shrouded.

Han Muye could sense that those places shrouded by other forces were filled with killing intent towards the Ship of the River Styx.

Once the Ship of Styx falls into it, what awaits is a siege.

"Bang-"

Ahead, Huang Lao Liu shot again.

The four Immortal Beasts mixed with several strange beasts with huge gray bodies rushed towards the bow of the boat, and Huang Lao Liu showed the Demon Dao Icon behind him, and threw out his spear, piercing the head of the leading beast.

"It's a bone-eater, with hard bones and strong body, even the boat of Styx can shatter it."

It was another town guard elder beside Qu Qian who spoke.

The suppression of other forces in the River Styx, with a hard body and great power, is already extremely difficult to deal with.

The bone-eating beast was pierced through the head by Huang Lao Liu, but it did not die.

Rolling and slapping against the waves, the beast crashed desperately into the boat of the River Styx.

"Drink—"

Huang Lao Liu shouted, flew out, and raised the six arms of the Demon Dao Icon behind him.

He stood in front of the Ship of Styx, his blood surging like a flame.

Six arms grasped the spear, and the golden spear flashed with dazzling golden light.

This is the scene of the divine soul and qi and blood urging the immortal treasure, so that the power of this war spear is infinitely stimulated.

One man and one shot, hard in front of the boat of the River Styx, blocking the huge bone-eater beast, unable to advance a single bit.

"It's amazing...... "Above the ninth floor, someone whispered.

This scene drew cheers from the entire deck.

"Sixth Brother is mighty—"

Seeing Huang Lao Liu holding on to the bone-eating beast, many people were waving their fists to cheer up.

This is a strange beast that can kill Tianzun purely by the strength of the flesh, in front of this kind of beast, it is the realm of heavenly immortals, if you don't have to strengthen the body, you can't stop it.

The Styx suppressed the Heavenly Immortals who were not strong enough in their physical bodies, and they were not as good as the Heavenly Venerable here.

Han Muye, who comprehended the rules, saw something different this time.

With the shouts of those people on the boat, Huang Lao Liu's strength actually improved again.

No wonder Huang Lao Liu would come out every time he didn't need to come out, it turned out that he was inducing his own strength.

It's not right, it's a kind of power traction in the dark, so that he unconsciously began to gather strength.

Is that the reason for the Demon Path Icon?

This power is somewhat similar to the Shinto method, gathering the power of incense.

It's just that Huang Lao Liu's Demon Dao Icon will bless itself with the gathered power.

"Zhenxiong Daoyou is indeed extraordinary." Qu Qian said with a smile, his gaze turned to Han Muye.

He was looking forward to seeing what Han Muye would do when he made a move.

Outsiders saw that Han Muye seemed to be Huang Laoliu's follower, but when they traded in Shibao, they had already discovered that Huang Laoliu clearly listened to Han Muye for everything.

Moreover, Han Muye was able to take out a big killing weapon such as the Sky-Breaking Crossbow without blinking, and the treasures he exchanged for were also very casual, but he let Huang Lao Liu pick and choose.

Between the two of them, Han Muye behaved more relaxed and casual.

The battle on the water ahead was already heating up, and several powerful beasts rushed towards the Styx Boat.

Han Muye didn't have the slightest intention of acting, above the ninth floor, two old men in black robes glanced at each other and flew down.

The power of qi and blood surging in their bodies was vigorous, and the people were in mid-air, and there were already long-handled weapons flashing in their hands.

"Kill—"

With a long roar, the power of the two spirit treasures was stimulated, and a gray-black halo appeared, turning into dozens of phantoms.

The two landed on the bow of the boat, and the phantom of the weapon in their hands shot out, crashing into the blood-colored river in front of them.

The bodies of the two alien beasts were directly broken.

This blow looks no worse than Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Lao Liu, who was holding the bone-eating beast in front of him, turned his head to take a look, and laughed.

He suddenly drew his spear, then clenched his fists.

"Bang-"

The icon behind him smashed with a punch.

The giant bone-eater trembled, its eyes glowing with pain.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

The six arms smashed down in turn, causing the entire body of the Bone Eater to tremble, rolling and twisting wildly.

But Huang Lao Liu's feet did not move at all, and his fists fell like rain.

The bone-eater roared in pain, and its entire body dived towards the river below.

Fled.

Such a strange beast that only knows how to kill will escape?

Qu Qian and the others above the ninth floor were all a little stunned.

On the deck, the cultivators began to chant.

But after a while, all the cries slowly fell silent.

Huang Lao Liu's figure fell into the blood-colored river with the bone-eating beast, and he could no longer see the slightest body.

"Sixth brother will be fine, right?"

"This, everything in the River Styx doesn't float, it's bad."

"The sixth brother was careless, there was no flash."

The people on deck realized that something was wrong and panicked.

The two old men who slashed the beast with a shot showed a chuckle on their faces.

Instead of killing a strong enemy with the power of thunder, what kind of wrestling is it playing, now it's okay to get rid of it?

"Han Daoyou, Zhenxiong Daoyou will be fine, right?" Qu Qian looked at Han Muye with some apprehension.

Han Muye shook his head.

In his eyes, he could see the power churning beneath the River Styx.

"Sixth Brother is back." He said lightly.

"Bang-"

The silent water exploded.

A bone-eater rushes to the surface of a blood-colored river.

But at this time, the Bone Eater Beast was not what it was before, but was covered in black magic armor.

The demon armor was hideous, full of spikes, and glowed with cold light.

Standing on top of the Bone Eater Beast's head, Huang Lao Liu held a spear in his hand, and the golden rope that pierced the Bone Eater Beast's head in the other.

The Bone Eater roared through the River Styx, bobbing its head and tail, knocking over the other monsters around it.

This bone-eater beast has been subdued!

The mighty beast in the River Styx, which only knows how to kill, has been subdued!

Huang Lao Liu laughed, harnessing the Bone Eater Beast on a rampage, running rampant on the River Styx.

The people in the bow and cabin of the ship were all stunned.

"Someone can subdue the Bone Eater?" The town guard elder beside Qu Qian muttered.

Such a thing has not happened in the Holy City for hundreds of thousands of years.

When the Great Elder was there, he suppressed the alien beasts in the Styx with the Soul Suppression Banner, but many people took action to subdue the alien beasts.

After the Great Elder and the Soul Suppression Banner disappeared, no one in the Holy City was able to subdue the Alien Beast and subdue it.

Now those strong people in the Holy City who can control the strange beasts to fight are all in the city.

"If Zhenxiong Daoyou can go to the Holy City to live for a long time......" Qu Qian's gaze fell on Han Muye again.

Who are these two people, and what is the purpose of coming to the Holy City?

Whether it is the wealth shown by Han Muye or the power revealed by Huang Zhenxiong, it is really terrifying.

"Boom-"

On the river below, Huang Lao Liu drove the bone-eating beasts to and fro, and the war spear in his hand dispersed a group of strange beasts.

The two strong men standing at the bow of the boat glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Huang Lao Liu is too strong and completely incomparable.

The boats cheered, and the boats of the Styx broke the waves.

With Huang Lao Liu opening the way ahead, the speed of the fleet was much faster.

This kind of thing was hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the fleet marched, guarded by strong men riding alien beasts.

Han Muye did not leave the ninth floor, just in front of the windowsill and looked at the world ahead.

The realization of the flow of this illusory aura gave him a feeling of being in the avenue.

The senses, which seemed to touch another power, made him a little intoxicated.

"Luck?"

He remembered that Li Yungang had said that after cultivating to the realm of the Immortal Monarch, those ethereal powers were the direction of cultivation.

According to what Li Yungang said, Han Muye is a person who gathers great luck, so he will follow him to the mortal world.

Now looking at the staggered forces above the River Styx, Han Muye can see more clearly.

These kinds of powers that transcended the level of the Immortal Monarch collided, and the creatures wrapped in them were completely unable to control themselves.

On the other hand, if you can see through all this and avoid evil, it will really be a smooth road.

His gaze turned to the sails of the eighteen Styx ships.

The sails shone with a faint golden glow, implicating each other.

A trace of mystical power escaped, seemingly guiding the fleet.

The person who controls the Ship of Styx must be an immortal monarch.

Or, this boat of the Styx can wield the power of the Immortal King.

The entire fleet moved forward in the indiscriminate killing reef, constantly clashing, and although it encountered many alien beasts and dark beasts, it was able to break through.

Because the fleet has never been out of the reach of the power of the Styx.

If the power of the Styx does not cover the range, it will not attract the attack of other forces.

This seems to be the connection of luck?

"Whew-"

The sound of a horn came from a large ship in the rear.

Qu Qian and the other elder's expressions turned solemn.

Eighteen sails slowly rose, and the golden halo on them flickered.

Not only this one, but all eighteen Styx Ships have their sails raised.

The dazzling golden light intertwined, and the fleet's strength was connected, turning into a golden barrier.

Ahead, a golden light also descended on Huang Lao Liu's body, enveloping his body, flashing with golden brilliance.

The aura from Han Muye's eyes could be seen that the heaven and earth in front of him were a blue-gray aura.

The fleet is about to break out of the power of the River Styx!

"Whew-"

There seemed to be a strange wind sweeping through the void.

The wind slammed into the fleet's golden light curtain, causing the light curtain to tremble.

There is an invisible force attacking the fleet!

For a moment, the cultivators on the deck all looked solemn.

Huang Lao Liu, who was in front, also raised the war gun in his hand.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

Here it comes.

"Boom-"

A golden streamer burst out of the water and crashed into the light curtain.

It was a hundred-zhang spear, pierced on the light curtain, directly revealing ten zhang.

The cold of the guns seemed to freeze the entire fleet.

Many of the cultivators standing on the deck were trembling all over.

Many of the cultivators who came to the River Styx to find opportunities were exhausted and their own qi and blood were insufficient.

When encountering such a cold force, it is immediately impossible to resist.

"Kill—"

Huang Lao Liu flew up, and the war gun in his hand hit the hundred-zhang spear.

He harnessed the Bone Eater Beast and slammed straight out of the light curtain and rushed out.

Such a brave appearance made everyone smack.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

In the water, there were not only spears, but also various swords, and gray-black beasts rushed towards the fleet.

The light curtain can block knives and guns, but it can't stop strange beasts.

Obviously, this is because of the power screening, and the power of the alien beast is not in the block.

On the deck, a group of cultivators began to move.

Many people followed Huang Laoliu's example, flew down and smashed on the top of the beast's head.

Huang Laoliu's bravery gave everyone courage.

In Han Muye's eyes, he could see a trace of strange power converging.

I didn't expect Huang Lao Liu to be able to affect his luck with his own strength.

There was a trace of the power of luck gathering in Wanghuang Lao Liu's body.

Even if this trace of strength is weak, it is also luck, and it is something that the Immortal Monarch is looking for.

Change your life against the sky.

Looking at Huang Lao Liu, who had suppressed the hundred-zhang spear with the spear in his hand, Han Muye realized in his heart.

Change your life by war.

Everything about Huang Lao Liu was killed by his own hands.

Constantly, he became more and more accustomed to this kind of fighting.

In the Xianyuan World, Huang Lao Liu has been depressed for too long.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the qi and blood power on Huang Laoliu's body is improving and churning.

"Roar—"

Looking up to the sky and roaring, the phantom of the Demon Dao Icon behind Huang Lao Liu became huge again.

Thirty feet above his body, a fourth pair of arms poked out.

Eight-armed golem!

At this moment, through a light curtain, the strong power on Huang Laoliu's body could be perceived.

"Sixth Brother is mighty—"

Countless people roared.

Huang Lao Liuchang smiled, and smashed out a shot, smashing the hundred-zhang spear away.

He raised his hand and made a move, and the golem behind him reached out with one arm and held the hundred-zhang spear.

The spear turned into ten zhang, the whole body was blood red, and the spear blade was shining with cyan streamers.

An extremely valuable spear was snatched into his hands.

With Huang Laoliu's arrogant move, the fleet moved faster.

However, in three days, he had overcome this blue-gray aura and returned to the surface of the river shrouded in the power of the River Styx.

When the power of the Styx regathered, Han Muye could see that there was another trace of strength in Huang Laoliu's body quietly surging.

The power of heaven and earth is fed, and the gift of luck is given.

The practice of the world is really strange.

Han Muye looked up at the top of his head.

A purple-red halo of golden light seemed to brighten the blind.

He smiled wryly and shook his head.

It's no wonder that when the rain covered immortal realm, so many immortal monarchs were extremely kind to themselves.

Who will be slow to wait for this red to purple luck?

Do you think there's something special about you?

No, isn't it special that your fortune is the head.

Without looking at how Huang Lao Liu fought arrogantly, Han Muye cast his mind on the sails scattered with golden light in front of him.

At this moment, he could sense the change in the power of the divine soul on the sail.

Gathering Souls.

Soul Condensation.

This kind of power seems to be the same as the power of Shinto?

God list?

No.

Thinking of the God List, Han Muye suddenly remembered the golden armor generals he had seen in that short sword before.

Those golden armors with extremely large bodies had the power of Shinto surging on their bodies.

It's not just Shinto.

Or is it that the end of the practice will be contaminated with Shinto?

So what is the Protoss?

Han Muye felt as if he was about to see through the fog, but he couldn't see it really.

It should be that your own level is not enough.

Just like the power of the calamity, it is not something that you can study now.

Even if you have mastered a trace, you don't dare to analyze it in depth.

Before you know it, the fleet has been shuttling for dozens of days.

According to the elders of the Styx Boat, this trip through the Killing Reef was the smoothest and easiest in thousands of years.

I don't know if it's good luck or Huang Laoliu's toughness, there are no real difficult battles along the way.

Han Muye did not go to the ninth floor to observe for a while, but meditated in his cabin to comprehend the power of rules.

Even if you can comprehend one in a hundred million levels of power, it will be of great benefit to your future cultivation.

"Boom-"

The hull of the ship shook, Han Muye woke up from his meditation, raised his hand to disperse the light around him, and his body moved, and he had already appeared outside the cabin.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, he frowned.

What was imprinted in his eyes was clearly gray and black mixed with a miserable white aura.

Dead and dreary.

This is not the place where the forces of the River Styx rule.

The golden light shield outside the fleet was smashed down by black fist marks, and it seemed that it was about to burst at any moment.

Not far ahead, Huang Lao Liu drove a bone-eating beast in black magic armor to cling to the boat of the River Styx, waving two war spears in his hand, picking up the miserable white beast that rushed towards penetration.

These strange beasts look like wolf heads, covered with black scale armor, like dry bones, and have great power.

Black minions, blood-red eyes, each body is ten zhang long, and the long tail swings, stirring up waves and blood surging colors.

The main thing is that there are a lot of them, and they are densely packed and block the waterways in front.

Eighteen Styx boats have come to a halt, sails half-lowered.

In Han Muye's eyes, he could see that there was a staggered and entangled force between heaven and earth in front of him.

The power of Styx seems to be under siege and retreating.

He stepped briskly onto the ninth-floor cabin, and Qu Qian and the others were there.

It's just that at this time, everyone's expressions became more and more heavy, and they were all staring at the void in front of them.

They couldn't see the breath, but they could also feel the oppression between heaven and earth.

As the ferrymen of the River Styx, it seems that their connection with the River Styx is about to be cut off.

This makes them feel unsettled.

"Why did you deviate from the course?" Han Muye looked at Qu Qian and spoke in a deep voice.

His words made Qu Qian and the other town guard elder stunned.

"Off course? There is no passage in and out of the Holy City, and we are all looking for the guidance of the Ship of the Styx......" Qu Qian whispered, turning his head to look at the sails ahead.

Han Muye raised his eyes and saw the sail, and the golden streamer on it had dimmed a lot.

This is the result of being suppressed by forces beyond the River Styx.

The power of the River Styx has been weakened?

Who can do that?

Han Muye looked at the various auras intertwined in the void in front of him, and his face was slightly solemn.

In the clash of such forces, one carelessness is the death of the body.

"Boom-"

A hundred-foot-long snake of dry bones sprang out of the water, its long snake body swinging, and its long tail slamming down towards the bow of the ship.

Huang Lao Liu shouted in a low voice, and Luo Jian and the others on the bow of the boat flew up, and the weapons in their hands collided with the body of the bone snake.

The roar exploded, bones flew down, and several bodies were knocked back to the deck.

Huang Lao Liu, who had pulled out, shouted, flew forward, and pierced the head of the giant snake on the left and right sides of the two guns, rolled over, and directly twisted the snake's head off.

He shouted again, and the two guns threw out the snake's head and landed on the deck.

Suddenly, the boat of the Styx was filled with cheers.

"Zhenxiong Daoyou is really strong." Qu Qian whispered, but his face was not much better.

Only the ferrymen above the ninth floor knew what was waiting for them when the fleet was in the wrong place in the fairway.

The chaos continued, and the eighteen Styx boats were struggling to move forward, and the town guards and elders on each ship had to alternate and move forward, breaking through the barriers with a buffer space.

This gave Huang Lao Liu and the cultivators on the boat more time to breathe.

Huang Lao Liu didn't care, but most of the people on the ship were cultivators whose combat strength had been damaged, and he was already greatly relieved to be able to cultivate for a while.

When Han Muye descended from the ninth-floor cabin to the deck, Huang Lao Liu and the others were looking for a place to repair there.

Feng Yi and Tao Ran Ancestor had refined a lot of pills before, and when they took them out at this time, they immediately attracted many people to rush them.

They all exchanged gold beads for pills.

The Boat of the River Styx has only been visited once in many years, and the people waiting at the ferries everywhere have already consumed the pills on their bodies.

Now there is a pill supplement, which is naturally very precious.

When Han Muye walked to the bow of the boat, Huang Lao Liu stood up.

"What, something is wrong?" He looked at Han Muye, his face slightly serious.

He knew Han Muye, there was nothing to do, and he didn't bother to come to the bow of the ship at all.

"Be careful, there may be stronger beasts ahead." Han Muye nodded, his eyes on the fleet in front of him.

At this time, the ship retreated to the middle of the fleet, and it was about half a day's turn for the leader to attack the position.

Seeing Han Muye and Huang Lao Liu standing side by side at the bow of the boat, the expressions of many people behind them changed slightly.

Especially those later cultivators, almost never saw Han Muye.

"Who is this person, and how is he qualified to stand side by side with Sixth Brother?" A big man in half-armor with a head and face full of demonic patterns glared and whispered.

"It seems that I came with the sixth brother at the beginning, but I don't have any guts." Another old man shook his head and said with some disdain: "I guess I've been scared these days." ”

In the past few days, there have been many battles, large and small, and the fleet has moved slowly, and many cultivators who have been nested in the cabin have come out.

"Hehe, this kind of person, when it's time to fight, he probably shrinks back again." Someone shook his head and put an elixir into his mouth.

The leading ship ahead had retreated, allowing the second Styx Ship to rush over.

"Boom-"

With the help of impulse, there is a waterway ahead of the fleet.

The broken white bones were scattered, and countless strange beasts surrounded the water.

From a distance, you can see that the surrounding area of the big ship is quickly covered with strange beasts, and the blood-colored river surface is gone, only a miserable white.

The cultivators on the ship struck with all their might, blocking the strange beasts that were charging towards the ship.

The golden light on the eighteen sails also spread out in all directions, shattering those strange beasts.

But the ship didn't last long.

On the river in the forefront, on a huge reef, a black three-headed beast slowly raised its head.

The three-hundred-foot body has far exceeded the height of the Styx Boat.

The heads of the three beasts slowly turned, and six golden eyes fixed on the boat of the River Styx.

The golden light curtain on the Ship of Styx was directly shattered, and the eighteen sails vibrate, entangled with the golden light in the eyes of the alien beast.

The beast slowly stood up, with four wings on its feet and wings spread out, five hundred feet long.

The dark fleshy wings glowed with a halo like dragon scales.

This scale is very similar to the one that Luo Jian gave to Huang Lao Liu, but it is obviously much larger than that one.

The strength of the alien beast is so strong that it can definitely overturn the boat of the Styx with one blow.

"It's over, how can there be a dragon carving beast here?" An old man looked straight ahead with a pale face.

"Is it the dragon eagle that can devour the soul of the gods and shatter the heavens and the earth with one blow?" The other's eyes widened, and he muttered, "There are few beings on the River Styx who can fly through the sky......"

The River Styx forbade power, but this dragon carving beast can soar into the air with the power of its wings.

Its power is unimaginable.

"It is said that the dragon carving beast will fall asleep after eating it once, maybe ......" someone stared at the Styx boat in front of them, and there was a gleam in their eyes.

Perhaps, it will be enough to wait for the people on the first few Styx boats to eat up?

"Roar—"

The dragon carving beast slowly stood up, as if its iron-cast body was oppressive.

The wings slowly opened, the scales and armor pieces stood up, and a strange whistling sound came from the huge mouth of the dragon carving beast.

The sound was as piercing as tearing apart the body, making people feel that their souls were about to leave their bodies.

Divine Soul Attack!

Within a radius of ten miles, the spirits of all living beings were not easy to shake.

Behind the attack of this divine soul, the scale armor around the dragon eagle beast's body was separated from its body.

Each piece of scale armor has a half-zhang square circle, which is clearly a black blade!

Tens of thousands of blades levitate, spinning rapidly.

If this shoots out, I don't know how many people's bodies can be chopped.

The Styx ferrymen on the eighteen Styx Boats had golden souls flashing with light.

Their power is related to the Ship of the Styx, and they specialize in cultivating divine souls, which is better.

Most of the other cultivators were already standing still, unable to move at all.

As long as the black scale armor flies out, it is a situation where it is directly smashed.

Huang Laoliu shouted angrily and flew up.

On the water below, the Bone Eater burst out and caught his body.

Han Muye shook his head and looked up at the third Styx Boat in front of him.

At the top of the cabin of the Ship of Styx, a large crossbow had been quietly erected.

"Roar—"

The dragon carving beast roared, and the black scale armor around its body had rotated to the extreme, and the sound of breaking through the sky resounded.

But it didn't let the scales out.

His six eyes were on the third Ship of Styx.

"Hum—"

A strange divine soul power seemed to smash into it as if it were a fist.

"Bang-"

On the opposite side of this fist was a hundred-zhang crossbow arrow that shot out.

The crossbow bolt collided with the fist, tearing the fist apart, and then rushed forward, straight to the neck of the dragon carving beast.

The dragon eagle beast flapped its wings, and all the scales and armor spun in front of it.

"Boom-"

The bolts collided with the scale armor and exploded.

Countless scales shattered and collapsed, and crossbow arrows were shattered.

In the next moment, the dragon carving beast spread its wings.

In the next moment, a second bolt flew out.

"Bang-"

The bolt pierced one of the dragon's heads, blasting it open.

The dragon eagle beast roared in pain, spread its wings, and slapped it fiercely.

"Boom-"

The water is raging.

Eighteen Styx boats began to swing.

With this blow, the dragon eagle beast, which had been shot to pieces, fled.

Until the dragon carving beast left, there was still silence on the eighteen Styx boats.

This change is so fast that everyone dare not think about it, dare not believe it.

The strength of the crossbow arrow was simply terrifying.

With such a strong crossbow arrow, I'm afraid that even a strong immortal can be killed with one arrow, right?

When did the Styx Ferryman take control of such a powerful artifact?

At this time, on the top of the third Styx Boat, several town guard elders were pale, with smiles on their faces, and some regret.

"Three dragon carving beasts, if this can be killed, we can make a lot of money if we pay off all the accounts." An old man said with a smile on his face with a look of pity.

"The Holy City hasn't hunted such a powerful beast in 30,000 years, right?"

"Even if you bring back these scattered scales, you can exchange them for a lot of gold beads."

Everyone discussed, and they were a little distressed.

The two crossbow arrows did not leave the dragon carving beast, and it was still unfamiliar with the control.

Moreover, the power consumed is too huge, and the three elders can only control the power of one arrow when they join forces.

"That Han Daoyou doesn't know who he is, but he has such a treasure in his body." An old man looked at the sky-breaking crossbow and spoke in a low voice.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Huang Lao Liu, who was riding the Bone Eater Beast on the river.

Huang Lao Liu failed to step forward to fight with the dragon carving beast, and was a little depressed, so he rushed up to the river at this time, smashing the belly of those scattered beasts into white.

The practitioners on the Ship of Styx began to cheer.

Han Muye shook his head slightly, his gaze turned to the direction where the dragon carving beast flew away.

The breath in that direction is very chaotic.

Fierce.

The boat of Styx was sprinkled with golden light, gathering away the torn scales of the dragon carving beast.

Each of these scales that floats above the River Styx is a treasure.

When all the scales are scooped up, all the Styx boats move slowly.

Perhaps it was the threat of the crossbow that injured the dragon carving beast, and there were fewer strange beasts besieging on the road ahead.

Three days later, Han Muye, who was in retreat, got up.

"Ancestor, be careful." He let out a low snort, stepped out, and landed directly on the deck.

A gray-black aura came rapidly between the heavens and the earth in front of him.

"Sixth brother, come back." Standing at the bow of the boat, Han Muye drank highly, and the qi and blood on his body began to slowly condense.

Huang Lao Liu, who was still rushing to kill in front, was shocked, and without hesitation, he led the Bone Eater Beast to turn around and rushed back to the Styx Boat.

"What's the situation, the sixth brother actually listens to him like this?"

"Who is that person, who dares to talk to the sixth brother like this?"

The cultivators on the two nearby Styx Boats all looked at Han Muye.

In the past few days, Huang Lao Liu's reputation has spread all over the eighteen Styx boats, and who doesn't admire the strong man who can control the bone eater beast to run rampant on the river?

Why would a guy who has never seen him on weekdays dare to stand side by side with the sixth brother?

The golden light that flashed in Han Muye's eyes seemed to be revealed, and the suppressed qi and blood power on his body was slowly surging.

"Sixth brother, if the Styx Boat can't hold it, you can take the Ancestor and them away."

Han Muye's words made Huang Laoliu stunned.

Maybe even the Styx Boat can't hold it?

Is the enemy ahead so strong?

He nodded, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Be careful." ”

Huang Lao Liu knew that his combat power could not be compared to Han Muye.

The strength of Han Muye, who can crisscross the immortal realm, is not at all something he can imagine.

Even the strong enemy that he treats solemnly must be terrifying to the extreme.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at a Styx boat not far away.

A sky-breaking crossbow has been erected on the top of the cabin.

But at this time, the Styx ferrymen in the cabin were pale.

They sensed the fear that the Styx Boat transmitted.

It was the despair of the Styx being cut off and powerless.

"What is the force that can send fear to even the eighteen ships of the Styx?" An old man with white hair whispered, his eyes fixed on the front.

There was nothing to see except for the blood-colored river and the silent clouds.

But all the sails at this time were gently turbulent.

"Why don't we turn around?" A Styx ferryman said in a deep voice.

"U-turn?" The old man standing at the front shook his head, "It's too late, the surrounding water is full of reefs, and the speed of the boat can't be too fast." ”

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and said, "The strongest defense, I hope to withstand it." ”

The sails of the eighteen ships of the Styx were all raised, and the golden light on the eighteen sails shimmered in a line.

The golden light shield rises, turning the eighteen Styx boats into cities on the water, enveloping them.

This scene made all the cultivators stunned.

From the time I got on the boat of the Styx to the present, I have not seen the ferryman of the river Styx fully stimulate the power of the boat of the river Styx.

What's going on?

"Hum—"

At the moment when the light mask was raised, the sound of concussion sounded.

Endless golden light crashed into the sky from afar.

With just one impact, the raised light shield shattered.

Between heaven and earth, a dark body pressed down.

"Yes, it's the dragon carving beast...... someone whispered in horror.

It's a dragon carving beast.

But it's not your average dragon carving beast.

The dragon eagle beast had six heads and three pairs of wings.

The long claws of his feet reveal the cold glow that tears the heavens and the earth.

The wings spread out to cover the sky completely.

"The six dragon carving beasts, the strange beasts that the great elders failed to suppress at the beginning, are ......" On the cabin of the ninth floor, the eyes of the old man in front of him showed despair.

With the strength of such strange beasts, the Holy City may be difficult to resist, let alone their eighteen Styx Boats?

An old man in a green robe let out a low sigh, stepped out, and the golden light on his body burst out, pulling the sky-breaking crossbow.

Several Styx ferrymen rushed to his side, and with him, pulled the crossbow apart with the power of their souls.

"Whoa—"

A hundred long crossbow arrows pierce the void.

Although the crossbow arrows were strong, they couldn't hurt the six dragon carving beasts.

It was a powerful beast beyond all human knowledge.

"Bang-"

The dragon eagle beast just raised its front paws and slammed the crossbow arrow.

The old man standing in front of him shook his head and whispered in despair: "It's over......"

The dragon eagle beast withdrew its claws, and then all six heads opened their mouths at the same time.

"Roar—"

Visible to the naked eye, golden waves of light vibrated out.

All the sails on the Ship of Styx exploded!

All the Styx boats "buzzed" and shook as if they were about to shatter.

Everyone on board seemed to have been hammered over their heads with a hammer.

Countless people suddenly spurted out mouthfuls of blood, and their bodies collapsed on the deck.

This divine soul attack was much stronger than the previous three dragon carving beasts, and if it weren't for the sails on the eighteen Styx Ships blocking most of the power, few people on the ship would still survive.

Huang Lao Liu's face was also pale, and he snorted.

The Demon Dao Icon behind him rose, waved his eight arms, and punched out, as if hitting the iron wall, and there was a sound of "Pengpeng".

With each punch, his steps took a slight step back.

Above the sky, three pairs of wings of the six dragon carving beasts spread.

The gaze of the six heads turned from the sky-breaking crossbow and landed on Huang Lao Liu.

On the deck, Luo Jian and the others exclaimed: "Sixth brother be careful!" ”

Being targeted by such a powerful beast, I'm afraid that a single divine soul attack will kill you directly!

But the dragon carving beast's gaze fell, but it slowly turned away.

All eyes converged, all beside Huang Laoliu.

"Roar—"

In the roar, there is a sense of challenge.

"It's him!"

"He, why did those six dragon carving beasts look at him......"

"Impossible, is he stronger than Sixth Brother?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Huang Lao Liu's side.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, carrying a black magic sword on his back, and his face covered with half-section armor, stepped out.

His feet, stepping on the void, step by step, are like climbing a ladder to heaven.

"Volleying over the River Styx, this, is this a dream......"

Above the ninth floor of the cabin, someone muttered blankly.

How could this happen, something that even the Styx ferryman couldn't do?

"You're going to challenge me?" Han Muye spoke slowly, his eyes revealing a condensed battle intent.

"Okay, here's a chance."

"Let's see if you're qualified to let me use the sword."