Slay the True Spirit, then step into the True Spirit Realm.

In this way, the Golden Crow Clan will have one more True Spirit Realm.

If there is still one True Spirit Realm, and the three True Spirits join forces, maybe there will really be a glimmer of life.

"Okay." The golden light flashed in Shang Zhenjian's eyes, and he looked at Han Muye: "But if Patriarch Han doesn't step into the true spirit in one step, I will go directly to the next layer." ”

Han Muye's inability to achieve true spirits meant that they would not have a chance of winning at all.

In this case, if you stay here and fight with each other, the final result may be death.

Cultivating to the True Spirit Realm, there are not many people who are really as strong as Qin Nanxun.

However, Shang Zhenjiao is different from Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu is too irresponsible.

"Shangzhen Prison Prince, there are human true spirits besieging and killing the true spirits of my Jinwu clan!" Outside the tent, someone shouted.

Terran True Spirits?

Zhang Yu?

Zhang Yu didn't leave, went to the next floor?

If they can keep Zhang Yu, they have a better chance of winning.

"I'll take a look." Shang Zhen Prison spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye's heart moved, and he followed: "I'll go with you." ”

Shang Zhenjiao glanced back at him and nodded.

The two of them flew out, and there were several Golden Crow Clan masters standing outside.

"Someone found my Golden Crow True Spirit 30,000 miles away besieged by a large army."

A middle-aged man in red armor delivers a piece of jade to Shangzhen Prison.

Shang Zhen Prison God thought in, and the light in his eyes moved: "Zhu Chenyang? He's coming to the Sunrise Conference? ”

Handing the jade slip to Han Muye, Shang Zhen said: "Zhu Chenyang is the first person among the juniors of the Qu Yu Clan, I thought he would not come this time. ”

It seems that he came here with a hidden identity, so as to naturally surprise him at the Sun Capture Conference.

Han Muye looked at the records recorded in the jade slips that at least three thousand Golden Crow clans were besieged, supported by a True Spirit Realm.

The two Terran True Spirit Realm led an army of 30,000 people to besiege and kill there, and the Golden Crow Clan was already in danger.

"Patriarch Han, how can you save it?"

Shang Zhenjiao looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye's mind was rapidly deferred, taking all the factors into account, and said in a deep voice: "The whole army is dispatched, we have a thirty percent chance of winning." ”

Glancing at Shangzhen Prison, Han Muye's eyes flashed: "If we directly rush to the Sealed Town, even if the Sealed Town has been freed, we will not have a chance to leave this layer." ”

At this time, lead the army to a decisive battle with the other party!

Whether it was Shang Zhenjiao or a few others, they all looked at Han Muye with some surprise.

The 40,000 Jinwu elites here seem to be outnumbered, but they are actually scattered.

If you can really gather everyone's strength, Shang Zhen Prison will not be pessimistic.

It is estimated that the only people in the world who can fight with one heart are the human race, right?

The Terran battle array is that the more people, the stronger the combat power.

However, Shang Zhen Prison reacted very quickly.

"Okay, please arrange everything for Patriarch Han." He hugged his fist towards Han Muye and said loudly: "Shang Zhen Prison is willing to be a striker." ”

Han Muye was not polite, and raised his hand directly: "Please ask the prince of Shangzhen Prison to lead all the powerhouses of the eighth and ninth layers of the Yuan Ling to rescue Zhang Chenyang first." ”

Shang Zhenjiao nodded, flew up, and shouted, and suddenly thousands of Golden Crow powerhouses followed him into a thousand zhang Golden Crow Phantom and rushed out of the camp.

Such a powerful force is enough to shock the army of 30,000 people.

Even if the Terran army formed a formation, it could ensure that the besieged True Spirit powerhouse and the Three Thousand Golden Crow Clan would not collapse for a while.

Seeing Shang Zhenjiao leading the strong man away, Han Muye flew up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that time is urgent, Han will not be humble, everyone will receive a set of battle armor and a divine flame."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and shook off a pile of black armor.

The armor's protection is not too strong, but it is enough to defend against the Terran soldiers who are not in formation.

This armor is not entirely for defense, but more for discerning who is your own.

Terrans are good at camouflage.

As for the Divine Flame, it is also so that when you meet other Jinwu people in the future, you can distinguish whether they are really Jinwu people or not.

It took two hours for the reorganization of the more than 30,000 troops, and when I looked at it again, it was already a battle array wearing black armor and simply arrayed.

I don't expect to have the blessing power of the battle array, but at least I can have more cohesion.

The powerhouses of the eighth-layer Yuan Spirit and the ninth-layer Yuan Spirit all left with the Shang Zhen Prison, and no one here questioned Han Muye's command.

This was also the reason why Han Muye had just let the elite of the Golden Crow Clan of the Eighth and Ninth Layers of the Yuan Spirit Realm leave with Shang Zhen Prison.

"Let's go!"

With a loud shout, Han Muye flew into a golden golden crow phantom, attracting the power of the primordial spirit on everyone's body, condensing into a three-thousand-zhang golden crow, spreading his wings and moving forward.

Flying all the way, he tried his best to guide everyone's Golden Crow bloodline power, slowly condensing.

The power of the golden crow blood on his body emanated, as if it were a great sun.

At this moment, he did not hide anymore.

The power of the bloodline of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow Realm made the power of the Golden Crow bloodline on everyone's body boil.

The rising sun, the blazing sun, the blazing sun, the golden crow of the eternal life, the golden crow of the great sun.

These elites of the Golden Crow tribe who only have the bloodline of the Chaoyang and the Blazing Sun, the bloodline power is constantly improving under the urging of Han Muye's blazing sun Jinwu.

At this moment, it was as if everyone's bloodline power was awakening.

For these Golden Crow elites, they couldn't wait for this process of rapid bloodline ascension to continue.

"Boom-"

Between the heavens and the earth in front of him, the golden light shining with the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline collided with a black divine light.

That's Shang Zhen Prison and a True Spirit Realm fighting!

The Golden Crow moved forward, and the other Golden Crow bloodline over there was also fighting with all its might.

The Terrans have planted two true spirits here!

With an army of 30,000 and two true spirits, they can definitely besiege and kill three thousand golden crows and one true spirit.

The reason for waiting until now must be to attract more Jinwu people.

Fortunately, this time Han Muye decided to send everyone out with the whole army, otherwise, the Golden Crow clan who came here to rescue little by little would definitely be constantly killed.

When the 3,000-zhang golden crow arrived, everyone found that the army of the human race in this place was not 30,000, but 40,000.

Sure enough, this is a siege point to send reinforcements.

With a True Spirit Realm powerhouse as bait, the Golden Crow Clan had to be saved.

An army of 30,000 besieged the 3,000 Golden Crow tribe and trapped the true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe to death.

The other 10,000 troops went all out to resist the 3,000 Golden Crow powerhouses who came to the rescue.

These three thousand Golden Crow Clans were all masters of the eighth and ninth layers, and the battle formation formed by the army of 10,000 people condensed a 10,000-foot violent bear phantom, waving his fists, blocking everyone in front.

That's how powerful the battle array is.

10,000 soldiers can block 3,000 strong people of the Golden Crow clan.

Even if this battle formation is obviously in danger, it is still holding on to repairs again and again.

As long as the besieged 3,000 Golden Crow tribes are eliminated over there, and the 30,000 army turns back, they can wipe out all the strong people of the 3,000 Golden Crow Clan.

Although the Jin Crow tribe is strong individually, it is a pity that there is no means to form a formation, and they are all fighting on their own.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the two true spirits who were fighting with Shang Zhen Prison and Zhu Chenyang of the Jinwu Clan.

It wasn't the four true spirits who were suppressed, nor the two true spirits who hunted down Zhang Yu.

Looking at it this way, the human race actually arranged eight powerhouses of the True Spirit Realm here.

This is a terrible amount.

The Terrans are so strong!

"Charge with me!"

This is not the time to sigh, the Golden Crow fell, and all the elites of the Golden Crow clan wearing black armor were boiling with blood power.

Along the way, Han Muye used the power of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow to stimulate the power of their bloodline, allowing each of them to immerse themselves in the joy of the improvement of their bloodline power.

"Boom-"

Han Muye took the lead, rushed to the front of the silver armor battle array, and punched out.

Above the silver armor battle array, a huge coiling dragon phantom appeared, and its claws slapped towards Han Muye's fist.

"Peng—"

Han Muye's figure was knocked back ten feet.

That's the terrible thing about the Terran battle array.

It can gather the power of tens of thousands of armies and attack the high level with the low level.

Han Muye knew that this kind of power would eventually become the mainstream of worldly cultivation.

In later generations, there is no room for the bloodline inheritance of divine beasts.

In later generations, he also led countless sword cultivators, using the power of the sword array to challenge against the sky.

In this ruin realm, whether it is the Golden Crow clan or the other races and divine beasts in the Great Wilderness, they are probably continuing their last glory, right?

Since the Great Wilderness, the master of cultivation in the world has been the human race.

Han Muye looked up at the gray sky, and his heart fluctuated for a while.

Since he has chosen the identity of the Golden Crow clan in this world, he will use the blood power of the Golden Crow clan to burst out in this ruin realm, and let the bloodline power burst out brightly!

"Boom-"

On his body, the golden crow divine flame and bloodline power were intertwined, turning into a golden battle armor.

The realization in his heart made his strength seem to be sublimated.

In the entire inheritance secret place, it seems to be constantly shaking.

It's a kind of intertwining of powers!

At this moment, all the people of the Golden Crow Clan felt that the bloodline power in their bodies seemed to have received some kind of blessing.

Ahead, outside the bodies of the two Golden Crow True Spirits who were fighting with the Terran True Spirits, golden divine light emerged one after another.

This power makes all the Golden Crows stronger.

Everyone was surprised where this power came from, and no one knew that it was related to Han Muye.

Han Muye took a deep breath, not caring how surprised the other Golden Crow clans were, the golden light that burst out from his body was even brighter, and he punched out again.

"Golden Crow, Breaking the Sky—"

Breaking the Sky!

A ten-zhang golden crow phantom appeared, and with a wave of its claws, the heaven and earth in front of him seemed to be directly torn apart.

The golden crow's body turned into tens of millions and crashed away.

"Boom-"

The long dragon body above the Terran battle array was wrapped in a golden crow.

The golden crow turned into golden flames, entangled the dragon.

At this moment, among the soldiers in the Terran army array, the people below the seventh layer of the Yuan Spirit were all trembling.

This is a sign of a lack of strength.

The power of Han Muye's punch has already involved a trace of the root of the big array.

The main energy of the 40,000 army is to besiege and kill the 3,000 Golden Crow Clan, and the strength that can be used to resist Han Muye's impact is limited.

"Kill—"

Han Muye shouted loudly, leading the more than 30,000 Golden Crow Clan elites behind him to rush towards the opening of the military formation that was blasted open by his punch.

Ahead, someone in the military formation shouted, and the formation was changing rapidly.

More phalanxes poured towards Han Muye.

Suddenly, the resistance on this side increased greatly.

Han Muye's footsteps of their impact were suddenly blocked.

In this way, the three thousand Golden Crow clan, who were already on the verge of collapse, had a chance to breathe.

"Kill him." There was a low shout in the void.

It was the voice of the True Spirit Realm who fought with Shangzhen Prison.

"Mind your own business!" Shang Zhenjiao snorted coldly, and the golden crow wings flapped and grabbed down.

In the golden crow shadow, a layer of golden divine light shrouded around him, holding a golden long knife in his hand, constantly waving it.

There are two divine lights behind the true spirit of the human race, one is the eight-layer Yuan Spirit of the Golden Crow Clan, and the other is the golden Long Snake True Spirit.

The power of the long snake true spirit seemed to be afraid of the power of the golden crow, but this human race true spirit held a war hammer in his hand, and the golden light on the war hammer was intertwined, and at least twenty divine patterns appeared.

Twenty true spirit divine patterns of true weapons.

The power that can be increased by such a real weapon is unimaginable to outsiders.

These treasures not only made up for the gap in the strength of the true spirit bloodline, but also allowed this human race true spirit to fight against Shang Zhen Prison without falling behind.

With the order of this human race's true spirit, eighteen Yuan Spirit eighth- and ninth-layer powerhouses flew over.

The eighteen powerhouses instantly formed a formation, turning into chains and enveloping Han Muye's head.

Behind Han Muye, those elites of the Golden Crow clan wearing black armor wanted to rush to the rescue.

"You guys keep charging!" Han Muye shouted, and his eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, he decided not to hide anymore.

In this ruin realm, he needs to use the power of the bloodline of the divine beasts to show the last brilliant light for these divine beasts that have disappeared in the afterlife.

After his mind was cleared, the blood power in his body began to surge.

It's impossible to hide!

The blood is boiling, the divine flame is burning, and the strength of the body and the divine soul has reached the extreme.

It was a vibration of the power of heaven and earth and the induction of the body.

"Boom-"

Behind Han Muye, a translucent silver golden crow spirit emerged.

In this primordial spirit, there is already a surging golden light.

The peak of the nine-layer Yuan Spirit, the half-step True Spirit!

At this moment, the picture in Han Muye's mind came up with the realm of the Immortal Venerable and the method of true spirit cultivation in the original True Spirit Bone.

True spirits, converge into true spirit formations, condense true spirit bones.

"Hum—"

The golden light flashed, and above Han Muye's head, the golden patterns were intertwined, condensing into an illusory golden crow.

Independent of the Golden Crow Yuan Spirit, there is another Golden Crow Phantom.

True Spirit!

It's not a real true spirit yet, but a half-step true spirit, condensing half of the true spirit divine pattern, condensing half of the true spirit bone.

At this moment, Han Muye's comprehension of the power of heaven and earth was all sublimated.

Looking at the powerhouse of the True Spirit Realm again, he could already look directly.

"Boom-"

Around him, golden light intertwined.

The eighteen Terran powerhouses had solemn faces, and the swords in their hands reached out with all their might.

Even if Han Muye didn't make a move, the strength he showed was far beyond their level.

Looking at the sword and body, Han Muye's face was calm.

If it had been before, he might have to dodge it a little.

At this point, no more.

There are ants under the true spirit, really.

He raised his hand, and the golden light around him turned into a long sword.

With the golden long sword in his hand, he stepped out, the sword light followed the figure, and with a sword stab, he pierced the bodies of the three Terran powerhouses who also held the sword.

Then the long sword swept away, and the five strong men were cut back a hundred feet away.

The blade of the sword exploded, turning into endless golden light.

The golden light pierced the six Terran powerhouses in front of him, seriously injuring them, and then pushed them out of the way.

One wrong side, eighteen Terran Yuan Spirits eighth-layer and ninth-layer powerhouses, only four left!

This is Han Muye's swordsmanship is extremely strong, and it is also his cultivation that is so strong that it is difficult for these human powerhouses to resist.

"Peng—"

Around Han Muye's body, the golden streamer exploded, and then regathered into a long sword.

Above the blade of the sword, there is a half-way true spirit divine pattern.

True Spirit Bone!

This sword is Han Muye's true spirit bone!

In the distance, the four warring True Spirits all had a look of surprise on their faces.

There is actually someone in the world who has condensed his true spirit bones into a sword?

"Take the soul as the sword, the cultivation as the sword, and the body as the sword......"

Han Muye whispered softly.

Isn't this the inheritance of the Sword Pavilion on Jiuxuan Mountain?

Sword Cultivation Tips.

Sword Trick.

Sword Condensation Technique.

Perhaps, everything in the world is a cycle of complexity and simplicity, right?

Who would have thought that in the great wilderness of the origin of cultivation in this world, Han Muye would actually comprehend a swordsmanship that was in line with the inheritance of countless thousands of years of cultivation in later generations?

It's not swordsmanship, it's the way of the sword!

Whether it is Zhou Tian's swordsmanship or Tianxuan's swordsmanship, it will eventually condense into the wisdom of the sword.

This step is extremely important for Han Muye.

His kendo comprehension was already extremely deep, but it wasn't enough.

For a long time, he didn't dare to use the Trapping Immortal Sword, the Killing Immortal Sword, and the Absolute Immortal Sword together.

The most important thing is that his cultivation and divine soul can't control the three swords to operate together, and his kendo comprehension can't directly command the three swords at the same time.

Now, perhaps, that's enough.

When he leaves the ruin realm and goes to the god realm, it will be when his three divine swords converge.

"Hum—"

The golden light flashed on the long sword in his hand, and Han Muye cracked out with a sword.

The bodies of the four Terran powerhouses who stood in front of him were directly shattered, and the golden sword light roared and slashed forward.

The sword light slashed through the battle array and tore the Terran battle array directly!

Dressed in black battle armor, the elite of the Golden Crow clan rushed into the middle of the bright silver battle array like a tide.

The battle array was broken, the cohesion of the human race could not be gathered, and each phalanx fought on its own, and no powerful forces emerged.

The power of the phalanx alone could not resist the powerhouses of the Golden Crow Clan.

"Boom-"

It was not the phalanx that collapsed first, but the 10,000-strong army that stood in front of the three thousand powerhouses led by Shang Zhenjiao.

These three thousand Golden Crow clans are all ninth-level Yuan Spirits and eighth-layer Yuan Spirits, and each of them is a master.

The 10,000-strong army was already struggling to resist them, but now seeing that the battle formation in the rear was broken, they suddenly couldn't stop it and were directly rushed away.

The three thousand Golden Crow powerhouses rushed over, converging with the more than 30,000 Golden Crow Clans led by Han Muye, and once again impacting the Terran Great Array.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the four battled True Spirit Realms.

"Withdraw." The black-armored man who repelled Zhang Chenyang with one punch snorted, and the golden light in his hand scattered, allowing the battle array below to slowly converge.

Zhang Chenyang snorted coldly, rushed forward again, and fought with this big man.

Before, it was he who resisted the attack of the human true spirit with all his might, but now, it was the other way around.

As for the other side, Shangzhen Prison was already on a par with the Terran True Spirit, and now that the Terran army was defeated, this True Spirit had no heart to fight to the death.

But since the true spirit is revealed, if you don't fight to the death, you will be injured in the future, and the old man in the cyan robe can't retreat, and he will go all out to stimulate the power of the true spirit and fight against Shang Zhen Prison.

Han Muye held the golden long sword in his hand, and did not follow the army to attack the battle array, but slowly stepped into the air, hanging quietly in the sky.

His proximity made the two Terran True Spirit Realms feel extremely pressured.

Han Muye is a half-step true spirit, and although the sword in his hand only has a half-step true spirit divine pattern, it is a true spirit bone gathering.

This sword can hurt the true spirit.

The strength that Han Muye showed just now has the means, and it is clear that he can be a true spirit.

At this time, his joining will inevitably change the tide of the war.

Han Muye walked forward step by step.

The golden light on his body became more and more brilliant.

Blazing Sun!

This bloodline power was stimulated, and even Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhenjiao felt that their bodies were boiling with strength.

Golden Divine Flame!

The divine light rose, and the surrounding heaven and earth were illuminated.

Endless blazing heat radiated in all directions, and all the people of the Golden Crow seemed to be bathed in divine light, and they felt warm all over their bodies.

But on the other hand, the Terrans are like being tormented in purgatory at this time.

"Let's go!"

When Han Muye approached a thousand feet, the old man who was fighting with Shangzhen Prison couldn't hold back any longer, shouted loudly, and his figure retreated.

At the moment of retreat, the power of the true spirit in his body fluctuated, as if it was about to be shattered.

He raised his hand, and a golden talisman flew out.

"Peng—"

The golden talisman turned into another illusory true spirit, and then shattered.

Replace your true spirit with the power of the talisman and bear the suppression of the power of the rules.

The human race has found a flaw in the cultivation of the True Spirit Realm!

In the future, the human race will never fight to the death with the True Spirit Realm!

Shang Zhenjiao and Zhang Chenyang were both shocked.

But Han Muye was not surprised by this scene.

The human race is able to use all kinds of means and all kinds of ways to figure out the power of heaven and earth.

Compared with these Great Wilderness Races, who follow the power of heaven and earth and follow the rules of heaven and earth, the human race has no reverence for heaven and earth.

The human race has always been constantly tempting, constantly speculating, and constantly provoking.

The rules of heaven and earth are used and controlled.

"Boom-"

The two True Spirit Realms united, and with one blow, Shang Zhenjiao and Zhang Chenyang were pushed back a few steps.

But their attempt to rush down to the military formation below was blocked.

In the end, less than 30,000 of the 40,000-strong army retreated.

The Jinwu also lost nearly 3,000 men in this battle.

This is the elite of the three thousand Golden Crow clan, and each of them is the hope of the future clan.

But for everyone, it's already a big win.

This battle not only repelled the true spirit of the human race, but also rescued a true spirit of the Golden Crow race.

In this way, the chances of the Golden Crow Clan are one point greater.

"This is the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe." The flying down Shangzhen Prison introduced Zhang Chenyang.

"Zhang Chenyang, thank you Patriarch Han for the rescue." Zhang Chenyang arched his hand and spoke in a deep voice.

Not to mention the grace of saving lives, the power that Han Muye is showing now, which is not inferior to the True Spirit Realm, is also worthy of respect.

What's more, at this time, the blood and blood power in Han Muye's body were surging, as well as the endless divine flame.

It's all far beyond their existence.

If the person in front of him was not really from the Golden Crow Clan, Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhenjiao would have thought that he was like the Phoenix Clan, and he could rebuild Nirvana.

Otherwise, how could he cultivate such a Blazing Sun Golden Crow bloodline in the Yuan Spirit Realm, and there was such a Golden Crow Divine Flame?

"Two, this is not the time to relate to the past, we have to take advantage of the fact that the Terrans have not yet reacted and the army has not gathered, and we will go all out to attack the four Terran true spirits who have been sealed down."

"We can't let Qin Nanxun's sacrifice go to waste."

Han Muye spoke in a deep voice.

Shang Zhenjiao and Zhang Chenyang glanced at each other and nodded.

In less than half an hour, the regrouped army set off at full speed.

All of them were wearing the black battle armor sent by Han Muye, turning into a black torrent.

The Jinwu clan rushed at full speed, constantly gathering scattered people along the way.

The scattered Terran formations were broken.

After tens of thousands of miles, the army gathered to more than 60,000.

This is probably the only remaining Jinwu clan here.

Except for a small number of Jinwu people who stepped into the next layer, at least 20,000 Jinwu people died.

"Boom-"

In the void ahead, the golden pillar of light was magical, and the endless divine light shattered.

Han Muye's face changed.

"The closure is going to shatter!"

Absolute thought flashed across his face, and he shouted, "Rush—"