Han Muye was slightly stunned.

However, in his opinion, it should be the battle formation method borrowed from the Terran by some of the Golden Crow tribes who have fought with the Terrans.

It seems that the Jinwu people are also good at learning.

"Hum—"

A long arrow came at him again, and it was extremely fast, and it landed in front of him in an instant.

Han Muye's figure moved again, stepped out, and appeared behind the long arrow.

His figure didn't stop, and in a few flashes he was already in front of the battle formation.

"Drink—"

With a punch, a golden flame phantom appeared, directly condensing into a golden crow.

On the military array in front, everyone instantly united, and the long knife in their hands was unsheathed and formed into one.

"Peng—"

The long knife cracked out and slammed into the golden crow.

The golden crow shattered, and everyone in the battle array paused slightly, and took a step back.

The military formation of more than 30 people couldn't stop Han Muye's blow.

Every one of the people in these military formations was at least the seventh level of the Yuan Spirit, but they couldn't stop Han Muye's fist shadow at all.

"It's a strong man!"

Is there a whisper in the military formation, and then leads the military formation to retreat tightly.

There is a degree of advance and retreat.

Han Muye nodded.

I don't know which tribe has a strong learning ability.

He shook his head, turned and walked away.

He had no interest in abusing these children of the Golden Crow clan with average strength.

In just a few moments, he had slain dozens of various beasts in the dim wilderness that had been corrupted by the power of death.

These beasts provided him with a lot of golden blood, turning the armor on his body into golden red.

He could feel that the power of the Golden Crow blood vein in the meridians was slightly affected.

Of course, his Golden Crow bloodline had awakened to the stage of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow, and with this bloodline power, it was impossible to improve.

According to Han Muye's own calculations, if he wanted to hunt the strange beasts and beasts here to improve his bloodline strength, he would need at least one million heads.

But even if it was a million heads, it might not necessarily make his bloodline power change.

After reaching a certain level, quantitative change does not lead to qualitative change.

"Boom-"

With one punch, the black giant tiger in front of him was shattered, and Han Muye's expression moved.

He flew away, landing in front of a young man with a solemn and panicked face.

"Patriarch Makino!" Seeing Han Muye, the young man shouted in surprise.

This young man's name is Zhuo Zigu, and he is the elite of the Zhuo Yuan Sect, and he has cultivated to the eightfold level of the Yuan Spirit.

"What's going on?" Han Muye saw that Zhuo Zigu had a few shallow injuries on his body, and asked with a frown.

In this meeting of seizing the sun, there is generally no death hand.

The meeting of the sun is the experience of the elite of the younger generations of the Jinwu clan, and there is no need to distinguish between life and death.

"Patriarch Muye, there is a group of people in this place of trial who have formed a formation and attacked viciously."

"I have seen several people from other tribes beheaded."

"I almost didn't escape."

Zhuo Zigu spoke in a low voice.

Formation?

Han Muye's heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "Is it to form a battle formation and kill with a long knife?" ”

Zhuo Zigu's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, it's them, Patriarch Muye, have you met them?" ”

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.

Form a battle formation, and kill with a long knife.

Strike viciously.

Isn't this exactly the Terran battle array?

But those people had golden marks on the Golden Crow bloodline.

Moreover, if it weren't for the Golden Crow Clan, it would be impossible to enter the secret place of this Sun-Snatching Conference.

"Come with me." Han Muye took a breath and said in a deep voice: "If these people really have any intentions, they will definitely make a move." ”

Zhuo Zigu nodded gratefully.

The two of them walked forward, constantly slaying the strange beasts.

There are also powerful beasts encountered, Zhuo Zigu is not an opponent, and Han Muye will help.

However, for most of the day, the red blood light on Han Muye's body had condensed into blood armor.

"Boom-"

Ahead, a roar was heard.

At the same time, there was the sound of long knives slashing through the air.

"Who the hell are you-"

Exclamations were heard.

Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu glanced at each other.

"Let's go!"

Han Muye let out a low cry and flew up.

Rushing over the hill, you can see a hundred-person array below, surrounding four or five strong people of the Golden Crow Clan.

Among these Golden Crow clans, there is a ninth-level primordial spirit who can barely support it.

Several others were already covered in scars.

There were also two lying on the ground, and the primordial spirit on their bodies dissipated.

"You guys go away, there's something wrong with them!"

Seeing Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu coming, the ninth-layer powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit, who was surrounded in the middle of the battle array, shouted.

Seeing Han Muye and them, there was a low shout in the battle array, and a group of soldiers armed with war knives came towards Han Muye and them.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

Before, he had encountered a battle formation of thirty people.

This place is already a battle formation of 100 people.

What tribe can train such a battle formation?

And from the battle array ahead, he could see that something was wrong.

Many of the people in the battle formation have cultivated to only the sixth or seventh layer of the Yuan Spirit.

The seventh layer of Yuan Ling is enough.

The sixth layer of the Yuan Ling can't exert much combat power here.

The power of heaven and earth is suppressed, and it is difficult to have room for their own actions.

In other words, these people are here to form a battle formation.

"Kill." Han Muye shouted and flew up.

He raised his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his palm.

The spear stabbed forward, directly piercing the battle array of soldiers who rushed towards him.

Before these soldiers stepped forward, they were directly swept away.

With a spear in hand, Han Muye did not hesitate to rush straight to the front battle formation.

There is no way, if you don't rush into battle, those few besieged Jinwu people will die.

"Smack-"

The spear picked off a soldier with a long knife, and the spear in Han Muye's palm turned into three feet.

"Thorn-"

The golden spears swept by, and the surrounding soldiers were all picked up.

As soon as the battle array was broken, the surrounding battle array forces could not be gathered, and the power to surround and kill the strong men of the Golden Crow Clan would no longer exist.

The ninth-layer Yuan Spirit master standing in the middle of the battle array shouted, and the endless golden light on his body exploded, knocking the soldiers who rushed forward into the air.

"—"

Someone in the battle formation shouted, and the battle formation quickly formed a circle, and then retreated vigilantly to the side.

The few Jin Crow powerhouses who were surrounded were also relieved.

Han Muye glanced at the military formation and rushed forward quickly.

"Be careful, they're in a good formation." The ninth-layer Yuan Spirit master shouted.

The battle array is reunited, and at this time, even the ninth layer of the Yuan Ling is also struggling.

Just now they just didn't care, rushed into the formation, only to be surrounded, and then almost killed.

"Break—"

Han Muye flew forward and punched out.

Someone in the battle formation shouted, and the entire battle array came towards Han Muye.

But as soon as he touched Han Muye's fist wind, all the soldiers in front of him were blown away.

In the face of absolute power, no matter how cooperative or brave, there is nothing that can be done.

"It's so strong." The ninth-level Yuan Spirit Master of the Golden Crow Clan, who had just reminded him, exclaimed.

broke through the battle formation with one punch, and this strength was definitely much stronger than himself.

Han Muye rushed into the battle formation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, as long as he punched, it was to smash through a defense.

But ten breaths, the battle array was shattered.

Han Muye stepped out and reached out to grab a middle-aged man who was short and thin, wearing a black military robe.

With the palm of his hand, the middle-aged man turned over and moved, his body was like a spirit snake, and the short knife in his hand stabbed towards Han Muye's chest.

"Smack-"

Han Muye smashed the short knife with one punch, and grabbed the opponent's neck with his palm.

The blow was so fast and decisive that everyone was stunned.

"The Terran exercises, the Terran battle array, and the Terran martial arts practice."

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, and the power of golden blood in his palm appeared.

"Let me see who you really are."

In the palm of his hand, a golden flame appeared.

This is the Golden Crow Divine Flame.

The dark and thin middle-aged man looked frightened, and was just about to exclaim, when the golden crow flames had covered his entire body.

The moment the flames covered him, a black primordial spirit appeared on his body, resisting the golden crow flame in front of him.

"The Second Primordial Spirit?"

The ninth-layer powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit behind Han Muye was stunned.

There is that kind of blood impure in the world, and the body gathers two or even three primordial spirits.

But it is impossible for such a person to cultivate above the sixth layer of the Yuan Spirit.

Because of the conflict of primordial spirit forces, they must make a trade-off.

The person who was captured by Han Muye in front of him was obviously the eightfold Yuan Spirit.

The Golden Crow Yuan Linggang of the Eightfold Realm was just scattered by Han Muye.

Han Muye's eyes flashed with golden light, and he turned his head to look at the soldiers who had not yet gotten up.

"It's not the second Yuan Spirit," his face sank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Golden Crow Yuan Spirit was snatched up." ”

He looked at the black shadow snake primordial spirit phantom in front of him, and the golden light in his eyes directly condensed into a golden flame knife.

"Thorn-"

The flame blade slashed the primordial spirit.

The black and thin middle-aged man showed despair on his face, let out a low cry, and crashed headlong into Han Muye.

The power of the Yuan Spirit in his body burst uncontrollably towards Han Muye.

Explode the Primal Spirit!

So decisive!

Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and smashed it down.

"Peng—"

The black and thin middle-aged body was knocked out of the way.

The power of the golden crow on Han Muye's body turned into a light curtain and blocked in front of him.

"Peng—"

The black and thin middle-aged body and the Yuan Spirit were all shattered.

But there was no self-detonation.

It's not that he doesn't explode, but the power of heaven and earth here suppresses his self-detonation power.

"The Golden Crow power suppresses," the ninth-layer powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit behind Han Muye stepped out in one step, reaching out and grabbing a soldier lying on the ground, "Who are you?" ”

It is impossible for the pure Golden Crow Clan to be suppressed by the bloodline power of their own clan.

The soldier sneered, and a bloody breath spurted out of his mouth, and then the gray and black Yuan Spirit behind him rose.

"Peng—"

The spirit of the Yuan was shattered, the qi and blood dried up, and the body died.

But suppressed by the power of the Golden Crow, his body did not crumble.

The golden crow blood vein marks on his forehead disappeared, turning into a golden streamer and crashing into the sky.

The golden color shone slightly through the surrounding world.

A golden crow and two returns.

But this Golden Crow power was not killed by the ninth-layer Yuan Spirit at this time, but died a long time ago, but the power of the Yuan Spirit and the bloodline was robbed.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and made a move, and a long knife fell into his hand.

The power of the Golden Crow Yuan Spirit poured into the blade, and his eyes flashed brightly.

In his mind, one image after another emerged.

"Terran."

These people are all Terrans!

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As for the bloodline power and the primordial spirit, they were sealed in golden discs.

Han Muye turned around and looked at the soldiers who had stood up from the ground and ran in all directions.

"The Golden Crow people killed by those Terran hunters, the bloodline power and Yuan Spirit that they seized are used here."

Han Muye's face was gloomy.

The ninth-layer powerhouse of the Yuan Ling who threw the human body in his hand looked solemn.

The Terrans have been hunting the Golden Crow Clan everywhere, and the bloodlines and primordial spirits that they have seized have all been mixed into the secret land in the Sun-Snatching Conference.

How many people did they come, and what did they want to do?

"How many Terrans have mixed in in this trial place of the Sun Capture Conference?"

Han Muye couldn't answer this question.

And he didn't know that in addition to these people who formed the battle array, there were also the strong people of the Golden Crow Clan who were not scattered, who were also pretending.

"Terran, what are you trying to do?" Han Muye looked around.

"Chi Jiyu, the lieutenant of the Xia Chi Libu, thank you brother for your help." That Golden Crow Clan powerhouse of the ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit arched his hand towards Han Muye.

"Han Muye, Han Shanbu." Han Muye is also an archer.

"Han Shanbu, I know." Yu Chi Jiyu snorted.

This is not the time to chat, the Jinwu clan's sun-grabbing land has secretly mixed into the human race, such a big thing, it is almost heaven-shattering.

"Let's go out of the altar first." Yu Chi Jiyu spoke.

Go out and tell me the news.

There are so many masters in Zhiyang City, and with the suppression of the city lord of the second turn of the True Spirit, there will definitely be a way to solve this matter.

Compared to the Sun-Snatching Society, the Terrans' infiltration into the secret land is the real big thing.

Han Muye nodded, and the group of seven people turned around and left.

Rushing away, several waves of people were gathered along the way, and by the time they arrived at the square that marked the exit from the Sun Capture Conference, there were already more than fifty people gathered around them, and there were four ninth-level Yuan Spirits.

"Hum—"

Yu Chi Jiyu raised his hand and struck out a golden streamer, hitting the dark marks in the square.

There was no response on the teleportation array that was supposed to light up.

The expressions of the people gathered here changed rapidly.

"I'll come." Another young man in a red robe smashed down with a golden light.

But the golden light still couldn't inspire the formation.

"Is this sabotage?" Another Golden Crow Clan powerhouse of the ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit looked at Han Muye.

Although Han Muye didn't talk much along the way, he was obviously the absolute core.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and pressed it on the mark, and the light in his eyes flashed.

"It's not that it's destroyed, but," Han Muye looked up at everyone and said in a deep voice, "It's closed from the outside." ”

Closed outside?

"Either the crisis of the secret place has been discovered outside, and the teleportation channel will be closed from the outside."

"Or, there's something going on outside."

Han Muye's words made the surroundings breathe.

The Jinwu tribe's sun-seizing conference, such a major event, if something happens, the sky of the Jinwu tribe will fall.

"The city lord of Zhiyang City is the second turn of the true spirit, and there are not many people in this world who can defeat him."

"It's very difficult for the Terran powerhouse to come here through the front line." Han Muye spoke again.

These words made the surrounding people breathe a little sigh of relief.

"However, the situation here must be so critical that even the City Lord of the Second True Spirit Rotation He can't do anything."

Han Muye's next sentence made everyone's hearts sink into the valley.

The crisis here cannot be solved even outside, and the passage can only be closed.

So, how many Terrans are mixed in here?

"Patriarch Han, what should we do?" Yu Chi Jiyu looked at Han Muye.

The others also turned their heads to look at Han Muye.

"Wait." Han Muye looked at everyone, "We have to wait for the exact news, and we also need to gather more Jinwu people." ”

"It must be the real Golden Crow."

Han Muye raised his hand, and a golden flame in his palm emitted a golden light.

Golden Crow Divine Flame.

"Each person gets a Golden Crow Divine Flame."

"My Divine Flame is of high quality, no matter who it is, if his Divine Flame is condensed by himself, it will be able to naturally merge with this flame."

"If you can't—" Murderous intent flashed across Han Muye's face.

The Golden Crow Divine Flame is the housekeeping skill of the Golden Crow Clan, and since it is an elite, it will have it.

If there is no Divine Flame, or if the Divine Flame is no longer alive, it means that this person is not a member of the Golden Crow clan.

"If there is no Divine Flame, or if the Divine Flame cannot be fused, kill it!" Yu Chi Jiyu opened his mouth murderously.

Everyone else nodded their heads.

In just a moment, each of these divine flames shared one flower, and they all began to merge instantly.

At this moment, a Jinwu tribesman standing on the side suddenly turned around and fled!

He's not from the Golden Crow!

"Catch him!"

At this moment, everyone flew out.

Seeing that it was impossible for him to escape, the man laughed loudly: "You stupid Jinwu people, my 100,000 troops of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty have already stepped into your secret land, and everything here will be my Immortal Dynasty!" ”

"Wanhua Immortal Dynasty will surely dominate the Great Wilderness-"

With a long shout, his whole body shattered.

The power of the primordial spirit and the bloodline escaped.

Everyone looked solemn.

100,000 troops!

If there really is an army of 100,000 people in this secret place, and there are some absolutely strong people among them, then the people of the Golden Crow tribe who come here will be in trouble.

Even if the people who come here are elites, I'm afraid they are not the opponents of the 100,000-strong human army.

These Terrans are absolutely prepared to be here.

If you have a mental calculation or not, I am afraid that it is possible for the Jinwu clan to be directly wiped out.

"I don't think they will have that many people." Han Muye looked at the people around him and spoke loudly.

He had seen from that long knife the number of the Terran army, which was indeed as high as 100,000.

But he wants to cheer everyone up at this time.

"That is, how can so many Terrans enter the secret land." Yu Chi Jiyu also chanted.

The words of the two of them made everyone look better.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Muye turned his head and said, "The top priority now is to let more clansmen know about this matter, so as not to be raided." ”

Turning his eyes to look around, he said in a deep voice, "This place will definitely become the first point of impact for those Terrans. ”

"And there are, a few true spirit powerhouses."

His eyes shone with a wise golden light, and he lowered his body and said, "If the human race has any plans to come to the secret land, they will definitely go all out to surround and kill the true spirit powerhouse." ”

This time, the Golden Crow Clan has stepped into this place with an unprecedented number of True Spirit Realms.

If these true spirit powerhouses were allowed to gather, it would be very difficult for the human race to be surrounded and killed by an army of 100,000.

Therefore, the human race will definitely besiege and kill the True Spirit Realm in advance.

As long as one or two True Spirit Realms are killed and injured, the Golden Crow Clan in the secret land will not have the power to condense and resist.

"Patriarch Han, what do you say?" Another Golden Crow clan powerhouse of the ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit spoke.

Han Muye nodded and quickly made a decision.

Before we have any news for a while. Everybody is stationed here.

But it is not blindly guarded, but this place is the foundation, spread out to the surrounding areas, and gather more people.

"On the one hand, we want to gather more strength, and on the other hand, we want everyone to know that we are here." Han Muye looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.

"Let those who are going to seek refuge come."

"Let the Terrans who intercepted and killed my Golden Crow come too."

Han Muye's words made everyone's expressions solemn and solemn.

In this way, this place will become the battlefield of Shura.

They will face an unknown number of Terran sieges here.

"In this way, it will inevitably attract the attention of the true spirit powerhouses of the Golden Crow Clan."

Han Muye whispered.

Let the True Spirit Realm pay attention, and if it comes, it will be able to gather more and stronger forces.

After a while, the group dispersed, leaving only more than a dozen eighth-layer primordial spirits stationed there.

Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu also ran away together.

They hoped to gather more people from the Zhuoyuan and Hanshan tribes.

In Han Muye's hand, the golden rune flashed with golden light.

This rune can be used to connect with the people of the Zhuoyuan and Han Shan Clans within a thousand miles.

"Hum—"

The rune flashed with a cyan halo and flew out to the side.

The two immediately turned around and rushed in that direction.

For most of the day, they found Han Dingyi and seven people from the Zhuoyuan Department.

A group of ten people was divided into two teams, Han Muye and Han Ding took a few people, and Zhuo Wu took a few people, and agreed to return to the teleportation square to meet after searching.

In one day, back in the square, more than 2,000 people had gathered.

The more people there are, the more information they collect, and the more they sink their hearts.

Terran armies were besieging and killing them on almost every side.

At least tens of thousands.

"The Urabayashi tribe doesn't know if it's a betrayal or a direct human pretence." An eighth-layer Yuan Spirit master of the Golden Crow Clan with injuries on his body gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Originally, I said that I would join forces in Zhiyang City, but I didn't expect them to kill behind their backs. ”

Not only did there be an army of Terrans that appeared out of nowhere, but there were also many ethnic groups who were backstabbed.

In this way, it is even more dangerous.

The more than 2,000 people stationed here all looked ugly.

When Han Muye returned, he directly threw out golden flames one after another for the first time.

Those people of the Golden Crow tribe who had already known the rules before took over the Divine Flame, and their own Golden Crow Divine Flame blended with it.

There is only a trace of this divine flame, which can be fused directly, and it also has the effect of improving the perception of one's own divine flame.

Those who first came here and didn't know this rule also took over the divine flame under the reminder of the people around them.

"Thank you Patriarch Han, if it weren't for Patriarch Han's means, we wouldn't be able to tell who the enemy is." A big man in a green robe stepped forward, holding the bean-sized flame in both hands, and bowed towards Han Muye.

Everyone nodded their heads, and someone was just about to echo a sentence when his eyes suddenly widened.

The big man holding the flame suddenly appeared behind him with two primordial spirit phantoms and rushed directly towards Han Muye.

Two Yuan Spirits.

Terran!

At the same time, in the rear position, there were also seven or eight people rushing out towards Han Muye.

They want to intercept and kill Han Muye!

"Get out—"

"Stop!"

Everyone rushed forward, trying to come to the rescue.

If Han Muye is killed, the hearts of the people here will suddenly disperse.

As soon as the hearts of the people are scattered, the team will be scattered.

Han Muye held the Divine Flame of Differentiation in his hand, and his face was calm when he saw the big man rushing over.

He had been vigilant since he returned to the station.

With so many people, it is likely that some Terrans will be mixed in.

Really.

"Hum—"

The divine flame rose, and the golden light shone brightly, condensing into a pillar of light.

The big man and the Yuan Spirit behind him collided on the pillar of light, stirring up a burst of brilliant streamers.

"Peng—"

Behind the Great Han, the Yuan Spirit belonging to the Jinwu clan was directly shattered.

Another blue-gray wolf shadow kept churning.

"Loyal to Your Majesty—"

The big man let out a long shout, and the human races behind him rushed together, and the Yuan Spirit behind him and his own qi and blood surged, forming one, turning into a cloud of black and red blood light, and crashing towards Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame Light Pillar.