The power of the dragon crocodile's physical body is at the level of the overlord of the Flood Desolation.

Even if only one-third of the physical body was suppressed here, it was an existence that Immortal Venerable would not dare to face directly.

Who would have thought that Han Muye, who had not even cultivated to the Immortal Venerable, would dare to directly devour the body of the refining dragon crocodile.

The killing sword flew up, and the sword light on it enveloped Han Muye's body.

For so many years, the Killing Sword has been here, and the evil qi in it has been integrated with the dragon crocodile's body.

No one could have imagined that Han Muye did not slowly refine the dragon crocodile body with the Killing Sword and spend countless years to consume the combination, but had already saved the heart to directly refine and devour it.

It's not that Han Muye's ambition is too big, but he knows that the dragon crocodile's divine soul, Tongtian Immortal Venerable, can't be so kind.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable actually knew that no one in the world could refine the dragon crocodile body, so he deliberately left it here.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable wanted Han Muye to use all his strength to help him warm up this body.

If Han Muye didn't refine this dragon crocodile body, he would eventually make wedding clothes for others.

"Boom-"

Behind Han Muye, a blood-colored pillar of light rose to the sky.

The surge of power made his body feel as if it was about to be torn apart.

But he just gritted his teeth and rushed a vein power towards the dragon crocodile's body, which seemed to be slowly awakening.

Looking up at the dim blood-colored sky, he raised his hand.

This large array that sealed the body of the blood crocodile, Han Muye didn't know it.

But Zhang Lingyu, who came out of the galaxy universe, knew.

Not only did he know, but Zhang Lingyu also had a special study of these large arrays that sealed the town.

These studies are now in the hands of Han Muye.

"Seal, heaven, absolute, earth-"

Word by word, Han Muye's mouth came out with a voice that was almost like a roar.

As his words fell, blood glittered in the void.

The entire Great Array of Blood Spilled Cliff turned into a blood-colored battle armor and put it on top of Han Muye's body.

Take the array as the armor!

The blood armor was on the way, and the power of the dragon crocodile that was originally churning was restrained.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a torrent of blood beads poured into his body.

These blood orbs will become the source of blood armor.

With the million blood beads in his hands, it was enough.

The Great Array of the Dripping Blood Cliff disappeared, and the immortal cultivators who were sitting on the Dripping Blood Cliff stood up one by one in a daze.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Murong Zhuo and the others looked at Han Muye and hurriedly bowed down.

"You're free."

Han Muye, who was wearing blood armor, appeared in the sky above the Dripping Blood Cliff, his eyes swept over, and he spoke softly.

Free......

The immortal cultivators who had been stationed at the Dripping Blood Cliff for an unknown number of years were a little at a loss for a while.

Han Muye didn't stay on the Dripping Blood Cliff for long, and after meeting with a few immortal monarchs, he flew away.

He is now refining the power of the dragon crocodile, fusing his three primordial swords, and he still needs the last trace of help.

Tianyao Gate.

As a sect with the inheritance of the demon clan in the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm, Tianyaomen has its own heritage.

In the secret place of Tianyaomen, there is a Kui Niu ancestor who has lived since the flood era.

It's just that this god seems to have died out, and only the body remains.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, the last time I came to my Tianyao Gate Secret Land, you couldn't open it, this time you have other means?" Greeting Han Muye was the Tianyao Sect Master Binding Snow Immortal Jun.

The white-robed Xue Xianjun looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.

Last time, Han Muye had been to the secret land of Tianyaomen, but finally left because he couldn't break through the barrier of the secret land.

Although Xue Xue Immortal Jun promised to let Han Muye enter the secret place once, Han Muye couldn't enter it by himself, it was his own business.

"I've found a treasure by luck, let's try it." Han Muye nodded and said.

He naturally knew that Tianyaomen was very reluctant to let him enter the secret land.

However, this was an agreement a long time ago, Han Muye resisted the army of the God Realm, and Tianyaomen let him enter the secret realm once.

A smile appeared on the face of the Snow Binding Immortal Monarch, leading him to the secret teleportation.

"Hum—"

A fairy light flashed, and in front of Han Muye was an illusory world.

"Flood Desolation!" In his ears, there was the whisper of a golden bird.

Of course, Han Muye knew that this was a fragment of the flood wilderness.

He stretched out his hand, and a golden fairy light flashed in his palm, wrapping the jade-colored ruler.

Measuring the Ruler.

Raising his hand, the long ruler smashed directly towards the illusory world in front of him.

"Peng!"

The cyan halo pierced the barrier in front of him, still gently tearing open a scroll of paper.

That's the power of rules.

The measuring ruler with the power of rules, the power of the owner to break through the space of heaven and earth.

"Boom-"

A vast aura came to his face.

Standing at the back of the teleportation array, the Xue Xue Immortal Jun had a complicated expression, watching Han Muye step into the secret realm, and the light curtain closed again.

"Who is the one who is swept up by heaven and earth......"

Xue Xianjun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It can't be helped, some people can always do things that others can't.

They all entered this secret place once, and it would take hundreds of thousands of years to enter it again.

Stepping into the secret realm, Han Muye's gaze fell on the long-horned green ox that looked like a mountain in front of him.

The green ox lies down, like a mountain for thousands of miles.

"Kui Niu ......" golden bird spread its wings, and golden light flashed in its eyes.

"Hehe, finally a desolate old man is here." A chuckle came, and a white-bearded Taoist man wearing a green robe with a wooden branch in his hair appeared in front of Han Muye.

"It turned out to be Haotian." The old man bowed slightly towards the golden bird.

"The Kui Niu family, now, it's really rare to see you again." The golden bird nodded, its wings fluttering.

Emotion flashed across the old man's face, and he turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Behind Han Muye, the phantom of Kui Niu appeared.

Looking at this phantom, there was a trace of remembrance in the old man's eyes.

"Kui Niu clan, I thought there was no inheritance......

……

The old man's name is Kui Chi, and he is a Kui Niu who survived in ancient times.

It was only after a battle with a powerhouse outside the realm that his soul almost dissipated, and only then did he sleep with the help of the power of this desolate fragment.

What appeared in front of Han Muye and Jin Crow now was just the remnant soul that he had condensed in countless years.

His body is no longer able to wake up.

"Have you been to the Great Wilderness?"

"Kungo?"

"The flood is really gone......"

Although there are stories from the people of Tianyaomen, Kui Chi probably knows about this world, but the people of Tianyaomen don't know about the Great Wilderness at all, and they don't know Kunwu.

Han Muye went to the Great Wilderness and took charge of Kunwu.

Haotian Jin Crow chose to follow.

The Great Wilderness cultivates the Yuan Ling True Spirit, although Kunwu is the final destination of the divine beasts in the world, it is also a land of conquest.

Han Muye's telling made Kui Chi's face show infinite emotion.

He began to sleep from the flood and knew nothing about the world after the flood.

Ruins Boundary.

The Great Wilderness.

Kungo.

There was a hint of longing in his eyes.

That, too, is his home.

"Actually, there is still a flood in the Zhou Tian God Realm."

"Or rather, debris of the Flood."

Kui Chi looked at the Golden Bird and Han Muye, with a solemn expression on his face.

And the flood?

Han Muye and Golden Bird were both curious.

"Zhou Tian Cage, or Zhou Tian Battlefield."

"There, there are countless desolate fragments."

"The power there is close to the most primitive, and it is the place where all the strong remain."

Kui Chi looked around and said softly: "You see, the flood is not a catastrophe. ”

The debris of the flood has been robbed but not destroyed.

This is also the reason why Kui Chi has been able to survive in a sleeping body until now.

Otherwise, he would have been destroyed in countless eons.

"So, in that Zhou Tian battlefield, there were countless ancient powerhouses?"

Han Muye's brows furrowed.

Is there really such a place where these strong people can hide from the calamity?

Then, the divine realm, why do you still want to push for the calamity?

"The Tribulation is the disorder of the endless forces in the world, and the heavens and the earth have to be restarted."

"If there really is a place like the Zhou Tian Battlefield, it may indeed allow those strong people to escape."

"However, I'm afraid it's not just about dodging the calamity."

There was a hint of indifference and disdain in the golden bird's voice.

Not only to avoid the calamity, but also to urge the calamity.

"Use the power of the fallen beings of all worlds as the food for your own cultivation."

"It's really a dog......

Kui Chi sighed softly.

All things are dogs!

Han Muye whispered softly.

In the world, all living beings should have their own attachments.

Even if the path of cultivation is cut off, it should be to go all out and seek that glimmer of life.

However, if everything is actually predestined, and everything you strive for is actually set by others, and will eventually come to naught, then what's the point of practicing?

"Those Immortal Venerable powerhouses, are they willing?"

Willingly?

Cultivating to the realm of Immortal Venerable and becoming the pinnacle of existence in the world, in the end, everything will become someone else's food.

Who willingly?

"Hehe, that's why it's called the Zhou Tian Battlefield."

"If it weren't for the death of countless Immortal Venerables, how could it be called the Zhou Tian Battlefield?"

Kui Chi laughed.

This kind of secret, if it weren't for Kui Chi talking about it, of course Han Muye wouldn't know.

Originally, I thought that I controlled Kunwu and started the calamity, which was to bear an endless heavy responsibility, and to lead the endless creatures to run for their lives in the calamity.

It turned out that in the eyes of those powerful people on the battlefield of Zhou Tian, he was just a clown who pushed the calamity and harvested food for them.

At the beginning, Wuzhiqi said that he wanted to break the heavens and the earth and leave with a decisive intention, that is, he wanted to go to the battlefield of Zhoutian, right?

With Wuzhi Qi not yet recovering his full cultivation, the only outcome of entering the Zhou Tian battlefield is a sideways death.

After all, some people despise life and death, and only seek freedom and not be enslaved.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a glimmer of light.

"Little one, you can take my body."

"You can also refine this piece of desolate relic."

Kui Chi looked at Han Muye and said softly: "As long as you step into the flood wilderness, take me with you." ”

At the beginning, someone said the same thing to himself.

The palm was spread out, and a blue sheep's horn appeared in Han Muye's hand.

"Hum—"

A figure in a green robe appeared among the sheep's horns.

"Sheep?"

Kui Chi was slightly stunned.

"Dead guy who wants money." The golden bird is also a whisper.

"Haha, it turned out to be Kui Niu and Jin Wu." The old man in the green robe bowed.

This is the horn that Han Muye got when he subdued Wuyang Pavilion in the Xianyuan World.

Among them is the ancient divine beast Dharma.

The biggest characteristic of the sheep is that it can accumulate wealth and is extremely sensitive to the gold and iron of the world.

"Here, is it a flood famine?"

The sheep looked around, a look of disappointment on his face.

"It's just debris of the wilderness."

Unlike the golden crow and the cow who still have their bodies left, the sheep only has this trace of soul left.

He didn't stay long, but simply told what happened to him.

He was refined in the Five Sheep Ding several times ago.

Gathering wealth with five sheep is the idea of the refiner.

"Beware of the people in the divine realm."

"Behind them, there are many unimaginable strong people."

The re-asleep sheep looked at Han Muye, said these words, and then dissipated.

Behind the Divine Realm, there are powerhouses who have surpassed the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Therefore, you have to be careful when connecting to the Heavenly Immortal Venerable.

Although those divine beasts in the Great Wilderness didn't know who was hiding behind them, they also sensed it, so they didn't dare to leave the ruins realm.

Similarly, those ruins are the obsession of many strong people.

They eventually fell in the calamity, but they were not reconciled.

What if you can lead these ruins to reappear and fight with the powerhouses in the Zhou Tian battlefield?

This is just what Han Muye thinks about in his heart.

With Kui Chi's support, Han Muye began to refine this desolation and Kui Niu's body.

The Flood Desolation Battle Armor appeared, and the golden light on it wrapped the Flood Desolation Relic and the body of the Kui Niu.

In the end, when the heavens and the earth and Kui Niu's body disappeared, a Kui Niu's phantom appeared on the battle armor.

At this time, the Flood Desolation Battle Armor was not only completely restored, but its strength was even better.

According to what Jin Bird said, this kind of armor, even in the hands of those strong people who attacked the flood back then, is also a high level.

They captured those divine beasts, many of them in order to refine them into battle armor and war golems.

"Boom-"

The battle armor covered his body, and the black armor stomach enveloped Han Muye's whole body.

On the back, the sword box is fastened to the battle armor, leaving only a sword opening.

A blood-colored streamer flowed above the armor.

This is the power of the Great Array of Dripping Blood Cliffs, with endless binding power.

Because at this time, in Han Muye's body, there was still a surging dragon crocodile power.

Dark thunder and lightning staggered in Han Muye's body, shattering the physical power of the dragon crocodile, and then turning into Han Muye's own power.

Unconsciously, the power of the dragon crocodile had been fused with Han Muye's power under the constraints of the Kui Niu battle armor.

This is hundreds of millions of times faster than slow refining.

At this time, Han Muye's physical strength was finally stabilized.

It has surpassed the vast majority of the divine beast bodies of the Flood Desolation!

With the power of his physical body alone, Han Muye could fight Immortal Venerable alone!

"Hum—"

As the world vanished, so did the teleportation array.

Han Muye's figure appeared in front of the Snow Binding Immortal Jun.

Xue Xue Xianjun looked at the illusory world that was slowly disappearing, and his face flashed with loss.

"Senior Kui Chi asked me to hand over this thing to you."

Han Muye raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was a golden thunder light.

This is the power of Kui Niu's supernatural powers.

Unlike the condensed Heavenly Thunder Beads that Kui Chi gave to Tianyaomen before, these can be refined into their own supernatural powers.

With this thunder light, Tianyao Sect can produce at least ten immortal cultivators who control thunder.

This can be regarded as Kui Niu's feedback to Tianyaomen's countless years of offerings.

Because the immortal cultivators of Tianyaomen have been contaminated with the power of Kui Niu, their own bloodline has been assimilated, and they can be regarded as Kui Chi's clansmen.

Leaving Tianyaomen, Han Muye did not return to the Immortal City to be buried.

The triennial elite meeting of the Rain Covered Immortal Realm has begun.

This elite meeting will select hundreds of elites in the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm to participate in the grand meeting.

The Peak Meeting of the Ten Thousand Worlds is a procedure used by the Divine Realm to select strong people to step into the Zhou Tian Divine Realm, and at the same time send out the Immortal Venerable Opportunity.

The Zhou Tian Divine Realm controls the rules of the Ten Thousand Realms, and if you want to get the opportunity to step into the Immortal Venerable, you must be recognized by the Divine Realm.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace is known as the source of the Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal Venerable, and the Immortal Monarch Realm needs to be trained by the rules of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace before he can step into the Heavenly Venerable Realm.

This is the limit of the rules in this calamity, and no one is exempt.

Unless he doesn't become an Immortal Venerable in this calamity.

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Tong and the fairy world.

This side of the Immortal Realm had fallen under the siege of the Divine Realm army before.

Later, it was the Burial Immortal City that gathered the forces of all parties to kill the powerhouses of the God Realm and smash the altar and large array of the God Clan.

But this side of the world is now shattered, and it is difficult to become a real immortal world.

Many years ago, it became a paradise for the younger generations of the rain fairy world to exercise.

There are many treasures left over from the Tonghe Immortal Realm here, and many gods have come to attack and kill.

In the midst of this ruin, you may soar into the sky, or you may fall namelessly.

The elite selection of the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm was held in the Tonghe Immortal Realm.

Several Immortal Monarch powerhouses are in charge, and all the powerhouses of the major sects who have cultivated within 100,000 years are fighting here.

In the past three years, dozens of junior powerhouses have come to the fore.

Shu Ming Sword Immortal of the Sword Sect took the lead and became the number one sword cultivator.

The Blood Battle Sect is a half-step Immortal Monarch Luo Zhentian.

Hongmu Daoren, a rising star of the Daomen, has cultivated not far from the realm of the Immortal Monarch.

There are also Tianyao Gate and Iron Armor Battle Gate, all of which have junior powerhouses who have become leaders.

"In the end, the burial immortal city is still poor."

A few Immortal Monarch powerhouses who suppressed all parties looked at the elite disciples who were fighting everywhere and said softly.

The others all nodded.

No one from Burial Immortal City participated in the elite conference this time.

Yunlan Sword Immortal has signed up, but this one has not yet arrived.

No one cares.

"Boom-"

The roar and explosion in front of him resounded, and several disciples were finally swept away by a tall man armed with a blood-colored war spear.

"Blood Battle Sect, Chu Mad Yu became the ninety-ninth elite disciple."

"This is the end of this elite selection."

The voice of the void resounded.

It's over?

Didn't you say a hundred?

And what about the last spot?

Many strong people who have been retaining their strength and waiting to compete for the last spot are stunned.

The ninety-nine selected elites looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on Shu Ming Jin Xian.

At this time, Shu Ming Jin Immortal's expression was pale, and he raised his head with a smile and said, "That quota is reserved for Yunlan Sword Immortal." ”

Yunlan Sword Immortal!

In the rain fairy world, if you talk about legends, this one is the most deserved.

In a hurry, hundreds of years, from an unknown disciple of the Sword Sect, to an existence that rampant in the entire Rain-Covered Immortal Realm.

However, in more than 100 years, he has completed the cultivation that others cannot achieve in 100,000 years.

If it's just a matter of cultivation and improvement, the combat power is overwhelming, and the most important thing is the power and wealth in the hands of this person.

That's really blushing!

Who would dare to imagine that the Burial Immortal City of the suppression party and the Yunlan City of the rich world are all in the hands of this person?

Yunlan City, where hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators gathered in the wasteland, was established step by step by the power of Yunlan Sword Immortal alone.

The elites here are all watching this city rise from nothing, slowly rising in the wasteland, rising in the rain fairy realm.

Who would have thought that Yunlan City would become the richest city in the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm?

I don't know how many people regret it.

If it was himself who stepped into the wasteland at the beginning, the richest person in the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm now is probably himself, right?

Whether it was the ninety-nine elites who stood out or the tens of thousands of junior powerhouses who failed in the competition, everyone had the opportunity to go to the wasteland to build a city back then.

A nameless junior like Han Muye became the master of the first big city in the wasteland, which was unimaginable for none of them.

"Boom-"

In the void, there was a roar.

A streamer that tore through the heavens and the earth flew in from afar.

The sky was full of light, and the heavens and the earth shook, as if overwhelmed.

The five Immortal Monarch powerhouses who were guarding the town stood up, their faces solemn.

This kind of majesty, at least the Immortal Monarch!

This is a powerful Immortal Monarch, stronger than any of them!

"The meeting of the elites of the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm, the intruders regard it as a provocation to my Rain-Covered Immortal Realm!" The white-haired Taoist in front shouted, and the immortal light on his body turned into a golden pillar of light.

The other four immortal powerhouses also condensed the immortal light on their bodies.

Shu Ming's sword immortal looked solemn and stepped out.

On his body, the immortal light that belongs to the Immortal Monarch Realm shines.

Xianjun!

The other three elite disciples also moved in shape, and the cultivation of the Immortal Monarch Realm on their bodies was displayed.

Four Immortal Monarchs!

Among the elite disciples, there were actually four Immortal Monarchs.

In this elite conference, there are actually four immortal monarchs, is this going to impact the heyday of the meeting?

The elite juniors around were in an uproar.

"Boom-"

The streamer above the sky dome paused slightly, and then the speed increased sharply.

The splendor of this speed attracted the power of heaven and earth, and the wind roared into thunder.

"Get out of the way!"

The old man who presided over the elite meeting let out a low shout, and a jade ruyi in his hand was raised, and the immortal light condensed into a palm that supported the sky.

The other people also had immortal light on their bodies, colliding towards the roaring streamer.

"Peng—"

The palm of the hand was smashed, and it was shattered.

The streamer didn't stop at all, and it rushed straight away from all the fairy light attacks and fell straight down.

The five Immortal Monarchs turned pale and their eyes widened.

They can't hurt each other even a single bit!

Among the four elite disciples, the Immortal Monarch powerhouse glanced at each other, and the immortal light on his body was staggered, ready to fight to the death.

"Okay."

At this moment, Han Muye's voice sounded.

The streamer exploded, and Han Muye, who was wearing a cyan robe and carrying a sword box on his back, appeared in mid-air.

His desolate battle armor turned into black scale armor, clinging to the front and back of his robe, like a protective half armor.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

Shu Ming's sword immortal's eyes widened and he shouted.

He knew that Han Muye's combat power was strong.

But how long has it been, and Han Muye's combat power has been so strong that they can't do anything when they join forces?

This is the cooperation of nine Immortal Monarchs!

"Hehe, it turned out to be Yunlan." The old man who was holding Ruyi in his hand breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said with a smile, "The old man still thinks that a strong man from which side has come and wants to ruin my big event in the rain fairy world." ”

Several other Immortal Monarchs also had relaxed expressions on their faces.

Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.

"Your seniors are right."

"There are indeed people who want to spoil the elite selection meeting of the rain fairy world."

What do you mean?

Everyone was stunned.

"Boom-"

Above the sky, a crack was torn open.

A hundred-zhang flying boat rushed into the Tonghe Immortal Realm.

The Tonghe Immortal Realm in this land of ruins of a hundred battles can now be entered by anyone.

"People from the Rain-Covered Immortal Realm, hehe, I'm in the Zhaoyang Immortal Realm and the shortcomings of the Luyang Immortal Dynasty, it's up to you!"

There was a chuckle from the top of the flying boat, and a large man in gold armor pointed down with a long knife in his hand.

One after another, the figures of the strong men appeared, flying down, and surrounded everyone in the entire elite selection place.

"Let General Ben see how capable the junior elites of the Rain Covering Immortal Realm are."