At this time, the impact, life and death are on the line.

If the four Terran True Spirits have been freed from the predicament, whether it is these 60,000 Golden Crow Clan elites or a few True Spirit Realm Golden Crow Clans, they will probably fall here.

The Terrans have eight true spirit powerhouses here.

If those four true spirits have not yet escaped from the predicament, and the Golden Crow clan can use the power of the town to besiege and kill them, then the true spirit powerhouse of the human race will be reduced by half.

In this way, the winner is still unknown.

"Rush." Shang Zhenjiao let out a low shout, his body turned into a golden crow, and he flew forward directly.

Since Han Muye has spoken out, the order is forbidden, and accepting the order is the first thing.

As a True Spirit Realm, if he wasn't the first to stand up, then where would the other elites of the Golden Crow Clan still have the fighting will?

He was followed by Zhang Chenyang.

It also turned into a golden crow, spread its wings, and flew away.

"Yu Chi Jiyu, you organize an army to attack, don't care about anything, you must rush to the sealed place." Han Muye shouted, and the long sword in his hand appeared.

The golden sword turned into a streamer, leading him away.

In the rear, after a slight pause, the Jinwu army moved forward again.

This time, a surge of golden light rose.

This is a bloodline power inspired by the heart of death, and everyone's qi and blood power began to surge under this golden light.

Even if the Golden Crow clan is already bloody and brave, it will take great courage to face the true spirit powerhouse at this time.

It's really a challenge to the true spirit as an ant!

"Boom-"

Ahead, a roar was already heard.

Endless golden light illuminates half of the world.

Is it the true spirit of the human race that has escaped the predicament?

I don't know.

Everyone rushed forward with their heads down.

Han Muye, Shang Zhenjiao, and Zhang Chenyang also rushed forward with all their might.

Thirty thousand miles.

Miles.

Five thousand miles.

Miles.

"Peng—"

Countless shattered chains scattered in all directions.

Sealed town, shattered.

Ahead, there was a halo of the true spirit of the Dao Terran race.

Four Terran True Spirits were rescued.

At least 80,000 Terran troops gathered ahead, as well as at least five True Spirits.

What to do?

Shang Zhenjiao turned his head to look at Han Muye, who was close behind.

"Their true spirits have just come out of the predicament, and they have a chance."

Han Muye let out a low snort, and the golden light behind him converged into substance.

The long sword in his hand condensed into a thousand-zhang giant sword, and with a flash, it had rushed a hundred miles away.

"Slash—"

In the void, Han Muye's long roar was heard.

And what about tens of thousands of troops?

What about the digital True Spirit powerhouses?

The sword is unsheathed, and there are no regrets!

Between heaven and earth, endless whistling sounds came.

This is the sound of the long sword slashing, and it is also the sound of the echo of the heaven and earth.

A ninth-layer, half-step true spirit actually faced several true spirits, tens of thousands of troops, and directly rushed away!

"Okay, today my Shangzhen Prison will die here, and I will not fall behind the Han patriarch!" Shang Zhenjiao laughed loudly, and the Golden Crow True Spirit behind him was revealed, and his wings were entrained with wind and thunder, and he rushed forward.

Although Zhang Chenyang did not speak, the battle intent on his body had already condensed.

At this moment, two true spirits, one half-step true spirit, both have the heart to fight to the death.

"Boom-"

Han Muye spanned thousands of miles with a sword and cracked down fiercely.

The sword light shrouded the True Spirit Realm bodies of the four who had just escaped from the predicament.

"Look for death!"

"Mole ants!"

The four True Spirit powerhouses shot angrily on their faces, shouted in unison, and the True Spirits on their bodies gathered into shape, raising their hands to slap Han Muye's sword light.

A small half-step True Spirit dared to directly attack and kill a True Spirit, this was an insult to them!

"Thorn-"

The sword light of the long sword collided with the four true spirit golden lights, directly tearing the golden light apart.

This scene stunned everyone.

A sword that shatters the resistance of the four true spirits?

"Boom-"

The sword light shattered, slashing at the four true spirits again.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, the sword light was already in their bodies.

"Peng—"

The middle-aged black armor standing at the forefront shattered.

Standing in the middle, the hair of the two big Daoists was cracked, and the blood on their bodies was shining.

The last thin female cultivator was slashed on the shoulder with a sword, and blood was swayed.

One sword, injure four True Spirit Realms!

"Drink—"

Shang Zhenjiao, who was immediately behind Han Muye, smashed down with a punch.

He is the true spirit realm of the Golden Crow Clan, this punch carries the power of wind and thunder, and the golden streamer is like the fall of a star.

"Kill!" The Terran True Spirit who was standing not far away flew in front of this punch.

The long knife in his palm slammed into his fist.

The sword light flew out, shattering with the shadow of the fist.

The other True Spirit Realm flew up, holding the spear in his hand against the fist shadow.

"I'll give these two to me!" Shang Zhenjiao let out a long laugh, raised his hands, and his fists flew like a fly.

Zhang Chenyang's figure fell, and before the four True Spirit Realm Terrans who had just escaped from the trap could counterattack, he had already swung the long knife in his hand and wrapped two of them.

Han Muye took a deep breath, and his gaze fell on the big man who had just been cut off his battle armor and the female cultivator who had slashed his shoulder.

One against two.

He now needs to defeat the two True Spirit Realms of the opponent in the shortest possible time, and seriously injure at least one of them, in order to win this battle.

It is impossible for Shangzhen Prison to last long.

The Terran army around them won't give them time either.

Even if the two Terran True Spirits only got out of trouble, the loss was not small, but these are also two True Spirits!

Under the true spirit, they are all ants.

Today, he, Han Muye, wants to challenge the two true spirits as ants.

Is it hard?

Difficult.

To fight or not to fight?

War!

Taking a step forward, behind him, all the bloodline power of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow gathered.

One more step forward, and all the Golden Crow Divine Flames on his body rose.

The power of the divine flame and the bloodline intertwined, turning into a battle armor.

But Han Muye didn't put the battle armor directly on his body.

Because he had another armor on him.

A slightly torn black armor was placed on top of its body, and then the golden armor was placed on top of it.

Hong Huangjia.

This is Han Muye's biggest reliance!

If it weren't for Hong Huangjia, how could he dare to face the two true spirits?

Since the last hunt in the wasteland, he has exchanged a lot of spiritual materials from the Zhuoyuan Department.

The most of them is the Xuantian Divine Iron, the most important spiritual material for repairing the Flood Desolation Armor.

For such a long time, most of the surface of the Flood Desolation Battle Armor has been repaired.

Except for the core that can't be fixed for the time being, everything else is pretty much the same.

Ciyuan now has almost all of his energy focused on repairing the Flood Wararmor.

The strength of this armor has now returned to 30% of its heyday.

Thirty percent of the strength of the Flood Desolation Battle Armor, Han Muye did not urge it.

His cultivation is not enough.

The ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit, even one percent of the power of this battle armor can't be urged.

At this time, he condensed half of the True Spirit Divine Pattern, condensed half of the True Spirit Bone, and was finally able to urge the battle armor to become powerful.

Possessed by the armor, he could feel the vibration of this heaven and earth.

This world is afraid of this armor?

On Han Muye's body, a thousand golden armor phantoms appeared.

It's not a phantom, it's clearly a direct condensed golden armor general!

Moving his body lightly, the golden armor warrior smashed out with a punch.

There is no need for other weapons, fists, just the hardest weapons.

A punch was smashed, and the void seemed to be broken, and a mighty sonic boom sounded out.

The space before that punch seemed to twist, squeezing continuously, and then turned into a black fist shadow, slamming directly downward.

Whether it was the big man who had just been cut off in black armor, or the thin female cultivator who had not disappeared with the blood marks on her shoulder, they all looked horrified at this time.

Half-step True Spirit, how could it have such a strong power to the extreme?

How could such a punch be something that a half-step true spirit could strike?

Everyone around them who was watching the battle had a look of surprise on their faces.

Is this really a half-step true spirit?

The two True Spirit powerhouses didn't dare to take this punch at all, and their bodies moved, retreating towards the rear.

But before they retreated, the expressions on the faces of the two changed.

The power of this punch was so powerful that it locked on to their souls and bodies.

Can't escape!

This is the real power of the Heaven Breaking Fist, imprisoning the power of heaven and earth, fighting to the death!

"Hum—"

The black-armored man was extremely decisive, and he had already taken a step forward in an instant.

A long knife appeared in his hand, held it in both hands, and slashed towards the black fist shadow.

This sword is a Jedi blow from the True Spirit.

In the light of this knife, there was a mixture of blood and golden light.

The sword technique of this True Spirit Realm powerhouse has reached the realm of returning to the basics, and it is cut straight out, and the power mixed in it gathers the power of qi and blood and the power of the true spirit.

The black cheetah true spirit, with the long golden horns on the top of its head, indicates that this is a strange beast true spirit, and its strength is strong enough.

Activating this true spirit, and at the same time urging the knife technique, for the big man who had just escaped from the predicament, it had already damaged the fundamentals.

But at this point, he couldn't care less.

Only by attacking with all his strength like this, otherwise the force of that punch would seriously injure him.

This knife can block the shadow of the fist.

This is what everyone perceives from the balance of power between the two sides.

By the time he reached the realm of true spirits, his perception of power was already very delicate.

A long sword appeared in the hand of the female cultivator standing not far behind the big man, and the sword light was clear.

On the body of the sword, there were twenty golden divine patterns.

A true weapon, in the hands of such a true spirit powerhouse, as long as enough power is stimulated, it is not difficult to kill another true spirit.

On this long sword, there is a blue-gray halo.

Behind the female cultivator, a gray finch true spirit condensed.

As long as the big man's knife in front of him blocked Han Muye's fist, the female cultivator's sword would stab out.

In the eyes of everyone, the power of this sword can definitely slash Han Muye, who was blocked by the fist shadow.

Still not good?

Shang Zhenjiao shot with all his might, with a look of regret on his face.

This Han Muye patriarch was already extremely strong, and he was the strongest half-step true spirit he had ever seen.

However, in the end, it is a half-step true spirit.

The half-step True Spirit Challenge the Two True Spirit Realms is really an extravagant hope......

Where in the world is there such a half-step true spirit?

The four Terran True Spirits who resisted Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhen Prison glanced at each other, and murderous intent flashed across their faces.

As long as Han Muye was killed by a sword, their next step was for the six of them to besiege and kill the remaining two Golden Crow True Spirits.

If these two true spirits fall, the power of the Golden Crow Clan in the secret realm will not be a cause for concern.

In fact, if it weren't for the two True Spirits leading a part of the army to the next layer to hunt down the fleeing Golden Crow True Spirits, they would have won by now.

It's good now, although there are some twists and turns, the final result is still-

"Boom-"

The long knife slashed out, shattering the black fist shadow fiercely.

But the black-armored man's complexion changed.

"Chu Yu get out of the way!" He roared.

Chu Yu was the Terran female cultivator standing behind him, a powerhouse of the True Spirit Realm.

Chu Yu was stunned.

Then she saw that the fist shadow that had been slashed by the big man in front of her gathered again.

That trick is a vain!

This punch is clearly aimed at her!

The strength in her body has gathered, and she is already preparing to draw a sword, and it is too late to defend at this time.

"Hum—"

The long sword in her hand stabbed out and slammed into the fist.

The sword light dragged the cyan tail shadow, and the Dao Dao divine pattern shone brightly.

This sword is already the top powerhouse in the way of the sword.

In the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, there are not many people who can cultivate swordsmanship to this level.

It's a pity that the person who smashed down with a punch in front of her was someone who climbed to the peak of kendo and didn't know how much stronger than her.

Han Muye's fist shadow moved slightly, and he dodged her sword in Chu Yu's frightened gaze, and then smashed directly towards the gray finch true spirit above her head.

"Peng—"

The true spirit is shattered!

The gray true spirit turned into a gray streamer of light, escaping towards the surroundings.

Chu Yu, who was holding the long sword, widened his eyes, and his face was pale.

Her body flew out directly, and the long sword in her hand also flew down.

A True Spirit of the True Spirit Realm was shattered, and all her power was directly abolished.

One hit!

Sneak attack?

Not counted.

In the face of the two True Spirit Realm powerhouses, no means are too much.

Who would have thought that in the face of two strong men, this half-step true spirit would dare to deceive everyone with a false move!

"Peng—"

The shadow of the fist that shattered the true spirit slammed into the earth, and the force of the impact shattered the radius into pieces, and endless rubble flew in all directions.

At this moment, the space in a radius of thousands of feet was shrouded and turned into darkness.

But Han Muye didn't stop.

He only threw a punch, how could it be enough?

At this time, he could feel the boiling of the blood in his body, and he could also feel the desire transmitted by this armor.

How many years has this suit been silent?

I don't know, a lot of calamities!

"Kill!"

A dull, low roar rang out.

Han Muye's fist shadows converged, and one punch was faster than the other.

The only thing the black-armored man with the long knife could do was to raise the long knife in his hand and block every fist shadow.

"When—"

"When—"

"When—"

With each punch, he stepped back ten feet.

With each block of a punch, his complexion was one point off.

With each block of punches, the divine pattern on the long knife in his hand shattered.

Ten punches later, his long knife shattered.

"Peng—"

The unstoppable fist shadow smashed on his body.

The black cheetah true spirit took the first step to protect his body.

Then, the Shadow shattered the horns of the cheetah's head, tearing its gray and black body apart.

The true spirit whimpered, slowly crumbling.

The black-armored man lay on the ground, desperately watching the true spirit gathered on his body dissipate.

From Han Muye's first punch to the current shattering of the true spirit of the big man, a total of no more than a hundred breaths.

Whether it is Zhang Chenyang or Shang Zhen Prison, although they are at a disadvantage, the winner is far from being decided.

Who would have thought that Han Muye's side had already defeated the two true spirits with one punch!

"Drink—"

Stopping his fist, Han Muye looked up to the sky and drank.

At this moment, the entire secret space lit up!

Behind him, the illusory true spirit condensed, and the original silver spirit dissipated, turning into a silver halo that collided with the golden true spirit and merged into it.

Standing in the hands of Han Muye, a thousand-zhang giant sword appeared.

This is his true spirit bone!

Condense the true spirit bone as the sword in the hand.

The moment this sword appeared, nine True Spirit Divine Patterns automatically appeared on it.

Real.

Step into the realm of the real thing.

The long sword transformed by the true spirit bone is naturally a real weapon.

"Boom-"

Between heaven and earth, endless golden light shone, and the golden flames turned into mountain peaks, and then condensed into a golden crow.

Take the Divine Flame as a golden crow and turn into a true spirit!

This is Han Muye's true spirit!

Defeat the two True Spirit Realms, with the blessing of the rules, trigger the power of heaven and earth to surge, and step into the realm of True Spirits in one step.

This is the secret place of the Golden Crow Clan, and all the power here comes from the Golden Crow Clan.

Han Muye has the blood of the Golden Crow Clan, and it is the first Blazing Sun Golden Crow Realm here.

All the power was blessed on him, allowing his Golden Crow True Spirit to turn into a divine flame condensed.

The wings of the Divine Flame Golden Crow spread, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be ignited all at once.

This is the power that can burn the heavens and the earth, and it comes from the golden crow that has suppressed the world in the era of the flood!

Shang Zhenjiao and the golden crow behind Zhang Chenyang were more than a step inferior in power compared to Han Muye's true spirit golden crow.

Han Muye's true spirit that looked at the world's charm, as well as the supreme strength of the golden flames all over his body, were not comparable to them at all.

This is the real beast!

Turning around slowly, the Flood Desolation Battle Armor on Han Muye's body was slowly put away.

No need.

The golden sword in his hand was raised, and his gaze fell on the two Terran True Spirits who were fighting with Shang Zhen Prison.

Shang Zhenjiao laughed, flew up, and threw a punch at the old man in front of him.

The other one was given to Han Muye.

Han Muye flew over, and the long sword had already stabbed out.

The face of the Terran True Spirit powerhouse holding the spear changed, he gritted his teeth, and with a cold snort, the spear stabbed out.

Even if Han Muye's momentary power when he achieved the true spirit was terrifying?

Is it the first time to enter the true spirit, and he doesn't even control the power of the true spirit realm, so he dares to make a move?

If they could kill this Golden Crow Clan, who had just entered the True Spirit Realm, at this time, they would still have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

The spear turned into a golden dragon, attracting the true spirit power of the dragon's dragon with four legs and long tails and black armor of this Terran powerhouse, and strangled directly towards Han Muye.

Endless thunder and light intertwined on the dragon's body.

This is a thunder Jiao, a famous beast in ancient times.

As soon as the dragon grabbed down, there was even more thunder and lightning intertwined in his mouth, covering Han Muye's body.

Thunder?

Han Muye's expression was calm.

In this world, Lei Dao is the most domineering.

But what he Han Muye is not afraid of is Lei Dao.

He has the blood of the Golden Crow on his body, but he has also condensed the body of Kui Niu.

For him, Ray, is his friend!

"Cangchang—"

The long sword collided with the long dragon, and there was no imaginary explosion of golden light, nor did it collide with endless divine light.

The long sword and the long dragon are entangled, and the thunder light and the sword light are entangled, merging with each other.

The Terran True Spirit Realm who stabbed out the shot widened his eyes.

How could his own true spirit power be uncontrolled after the stab!

This is the true spirit he has condensed for countless years, how can it be uncontrolled?

"Boom-"

The dragon finally exploded.

But this long dragon did not explode in front of Han Muye, but was pushed in front of the Terran True Spirit and exploded.

Countless golden rays of light scattered, enveloping the Terran True Spirit Powerhouse, and then crashing out.

On Han Muye's body, the thunder shone brightly.

Silence awakens with the power of thunder in the deepest part of the body.

Only by attaining the true spirit can he awaken more suppressed powers.

"You, you-" Looking at Han Muye, who was covered in thunder and light, the Terran True Spirit Realm was stunned by the fact that the True Spirit Realm had suffered a great loss.

"Boom-"

Not far away, Shang Zhen Prison smashed down with a punch, causing the human race true spirit holding the long knife to retreat in panic.

In the distance, the golden divine light carried by the army of the Golden Crow Clan had already illuminated the heavens and the earth.

The old man who was frightened by Shangzhen Prison turned his eyes around, no longer hesitated, and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

The two Terran True Spirits who fought with Zhang Chenyang followed and retreated.

The true spirit, who was frightened by Han Muye's blow, also stepped back and followed.

Below, the Terran army slowly converged, tightly sealed, and turned into a large array of iron barrels.

In the end, it was the human race, and the power of the army's battle array was directly condensed into an illusory general's appearance, which merged with the power of the four True Spirit Realms.

Whether it was Han Muye or Shang Zhenjiao, they could only stand cautiously in the face of such forces.

No one could stop the blow of this warrior who had gathered the power of four true spirits and tens of thousands of troops.

Fortunately, just now, Han Muye defeated the true spirits of the two Terran True Spirit Realms, leaving them seriously injured and unable to recover for 100,000 years.

And the broken true spirit is basically impossible to restore.

It is impossible for them to return to the realm of true spirits in this life.

Scrapped.

"Win ......" Shang Zhenjiao whispered softly as he watched the Terran army slowly retreat.

"yes, really, it's dangerous." Zhang Chenyang said, his eyes fell on Han Muye on the side.

If it weren't for Han Muye's defeat of the two True Spirits alone, they would probably be the losing side today.

"It was Qin Nanxun who helped us." Han Muye looked at the scattered broken golden chains in front of him and spoke in a low voice.

Qin Nanxun, with the power of one person, blew up the true spirit and suppressed the four true spirits of the human race.

Han Muye was able to defeat the two True Spirits because they had suffered a lot of losses in the sealed town and did not have full combat power.

Zhang Chenyang and Shang Zhenjiao nodded, their expressions solemn.

In the rear, the Golden Crow army rolled in.

……

Five days later, the movements of the Terran army finally converged.

There are a total of eight true spirits of the human race, and two of them led an army of 20,000 to rush into the next layer of secret realms to chase and kill Zhang Yu, the true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe who had escaped.

There are still more than 70,000 Terran troops left in this layer, four True Spirit Realms.

If it weren't for Han Muye's abolition of the two true spirits, there should have been six true spirits in this layer at this time.

Today, there are four true spirits of the human race and an army of 70,000, and three true spirits of the Jinwu tribe and an army of 60,000.

"According to the current comparison of strength, what we have to do is to block them." Han Muye looked at the various jade slips scattered in front of him and spoke in a deep voice.

Stop the Terran army from stepping into the next level.

If they converged with the two true spirits in the next layer, plus the 20,000 army, it would suppress the Golden Crow Clan.

But in terms of the current strength comparison at this level, the human race does not have an advantage.

The individual strength of the Golden Crow Clan is stronger than that of the Human Race, and this is the secret place of the Golden Crow Clan, and the Golden Crow Clan can sense the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

"Their goal is not only to wipe out the elite of my Golden Crow Clan, but also to seize the true spirit bones of my Golden Crow Clan." Zhang Chenyang showed a worried look on his face.

If you confront the Terran army at this level, and end up losing the true spirit bones, the loss will be huge.

The true spirit bone is related to the inheritance of the Golden Crow clan.

When the Terrans came here, in addition to sweeping away the elites of the Golden Crow Clan, they must also have the task of destroying the inheritance of the Golden Crow Clan.

"We'll block it first, and then we'll go to the next level." Shang Zhenjiao looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "As the Golden Crow clan, we must protect our inheritance. ”

Preserve the inheritance and stop the enemy.

Han Muye chuckled, "It's not a conflict. ”

A day later, a huge golden crow was formed, 100,000 feet tall, and spread its wings and flew.

In the distance, among the rapidly fleeing Terran army, the old man of the True Spirit Realm wearing a black robe had a gloomy face.

"Quick, rush to the second floor, you can't be blocked by them!"