"Under this light mask, it is absolutely suppressed by the weight of millions of jun, and everyone's strength is suppressed by ten thousand times!"

"There can still be such means in such a ring, it is really strong."

At this moment, there was silence in front of many light curtains.

Whether it is the Immortal Dao World or the Divine Realm, not everyone can match their combat power with the realm.

The high-level of many forces have not fought with others for countless years, and they have a strong cultivation, and their combat power has long been unable to match the realm of cultivation.

At this time, seeing Han Muye and them fighting, this momentary decision made their hearts shake.

This is also the reason why the heyday will be carried out.

The grand meeting is to let more strong people who are good at fighting stand out.

As for how many of them eventually stepped into the divine realm and how many disappeared without a trace, this is not something that outsiders can know.

"Boom-"

Han Musavage was in the void, and he had already smashed down with a punch.

The wind that came out of this punch turned into a whistling tornado, and in the eyes of all the light curtains, it completely tore apart the space of heaven and earth.

With this blow, the body of the Immortal Monarch can be torn apart!

"Town!"

The big man with a longbow and a fiery red armor shouted.

The space in front of him seemed to freeze all at once.

Avatar!

This is still a strong man who has cultivated supernatural powers!

And this supernatural power is clearly a spatial type, a powerful supernatural power that people can't resist!

"He is Du Du, one of the strongest immortal monarchs in this group!" Someone recognized this immortal monarch who was famous in all worlds.

"This is Du Fool, who is known as the Void of Yiyan Town, and is extremely strong among the Immortal Monarchs." Some whispers came from outside the light curtain.

"This makes Du Foolish and Han Muye face each other, it's really ......"

In the light curtain, the Gangfeng fist shadow crashed into the sealed space, and it seemed to lose control all of a sudden.

Divine powers, with a trace of rule power in them, are no longer something that the Immortal Monarch Realm can resist.

Han Muye's figure was behind the shadow of Gangfeng's fist, his face remained unchanged, and the fist of the former god was pressed down.

Visible to the naked eye, the space in front of you oscillates.

The originally empty heaven and earth are like broken glass.

"Peng—"

Heaven and earth shattered!

The space in a radius of 100 zhang turned into crystalline beads, scattered and scattered.

But wherever the bead flew, the space burst open.

The direction where the most beads fly down is where Du Fool stands.

Countless transparent beads exploded, enveloping Du Fool's body.

In the eyes of everyone, Du's stupid body turned into a hollow.

His eyes widened and he looked at Han Muye in front of him.

"Dang Chang—"

Nothing was left but a large golden bow.

An immortal monarch was just devoured by his own supernatural powers!

Before all the light curtains, there was silence.

The immortals in the world are the peaks, and the most in front of the light curtain is the immortal monarch realm.

Watching Han Muye kill the Immortal Monarch with a clean blow, these Immortal Monarch powerhouses all had complicated faces.

If he was in front of Han Muye, would he be able to block this blow?

"With the power of heaven and earth, you can break the confinement of heaven and earth, and it is powerful." Someone saw through the secret of Han Muye's punch and spoke softly.

With the help of the blessed pressure in the light mask, he condensed it into a punch and directly broke through the spatial confinement.

Du Du's foolish didn't expect that the pressure here could be so great, his supernatural powers were suppressed, not only did he not exert his due strength, but was caught by Han Muye and destroyed with one blow.

In the light curtain, Han Muye had another blood-colored aura on his body.

He turned his head, and his gaze fell on the Immortal Monarch powerhouse who had just been repelled by his punch and had not yet stood firm.

The man's face changed, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and flew away.

But he rushed to the light mask and slapped it with a palm, but his face changed.

This light mask can't be broken!

can't break the light shield, you can only face Han Muye!

In front of all the light curtains, those Immortal Monarch powerhouses who watched this battle had gloomy faces.

In the past, there was no rule that the light mask would suppress those who fell into it, and they would not be defeated.

As long as he leaves, it means giving up this battle and giving his ring to the other party, and he can leave safely.

But at this time, I couldn't leave.

The rules have been changed!

"The Divine Source Heavenly Palace has controlled the Divine Realm for so many years, and it is terrifying that it can change the rules of the Peak Meeting." Someone's eyes were fixed in the light curtain, and he whispered in a deep voice.

】

Han Muye's gaze also fell on the light mask.

Is this a game of death?

In him, there is a condensation of fighting intent and killing intent.

Since he was in the heyday, he had such an awareness.

But he wondered who could be his opponent.

Watching Han Muye approach step by step, the Immortal Monarch Realm took a deep breath, and the immortal light on his body converged.

A cyan wind swept into shape in an instant, and then, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword light merged with the wind scroll.

Magical magic and sword magic combined?

That's a good idea.

In the end, it is the immortal monarch powerhouse who participated in the heyday.

The blade pointed, and the wind swept out directly.

In this wind, countless sword lights flashed.

Every sword light, if it is in the world of cultivating immortals, can directly tear apart thousands of miles of mountains.

Even in this space that had been suppressed ten thousand times, the crack that shattered the void could still be seen in the sword light.

Han Muye stared at the wind and didn't stop.

It wasn't until the sword came that he punched out.

The punch was slow.

The fist is raised, and then smashed down, and the trajectory is clear and variable.

But this punch was extremely fast in the eyes of the Immortal Monarch of the Imperial Envoy Wind Scroll.

The fist shadow directly shattered the wind scroll, turned into a flying white tiger, and swooped down on him.

The long knife in his hand snapped out, but it missed.

"The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger......"

Looking at the protective howl in front of him, the way his body was condensed by the sword light and wind scroll, the immortal monarch whispered softly.

Han Muye's punch is also a combination of boxing and supernatural powers.

It's just that he borrowed his wind and magic powers.

This method should have been his originality.

Is there really such a person in the world who can understand it at a glance?

Terrible.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm serving." Putting away the long knife, this Immortal Monarch arched his hand towards Han Muye.

As his words fell, a golden aura appeared on Han Muye's body.

The oppression of this space to him is completely gone.

In turn, the pressure on that Immortal Monarch still existed.

There is already a huge difference in strength, and now the pressure on the two is different, and there is no need to fight anymore.

Fortunately, the rules for admitting defeat are still there.

Outside the light curtain, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

If this rule is also changed, who will dare to participate in the future heyday?

"Hmph." In front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the palace master snorted coldly.

Although the Divine Source Heavenly Palace wanted to control the entire Wu Tianzhou with all its might, and wanted to control the large array set up by the body of the divine beast in its hands, it had never been able to do so, so it could only change some of the rules slightly.

If he could completely control the Peak Meeting and control this great array, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace would have already bucked the trend and gone to the Zhou Tian Battlefield to find an opportunity.

The secret in this great array is related to the battle of the Heavenly Collapse in the Ancient Flood Era.

The immortal monarch named Chang Ciyue surrendered, and Han Muye's ring was slightly stable.

The golden light mask dissipated, and a floating ring could be seen in front of him.

This ring is big and small, the big one is almost the same as Han Muye's ring, tens of thousands of zhang square, and the small one is only ten thousand zhang.

In every ring, there are strong people stationed.

"Hum—"

In the distance, there was a long roar of concussion, and a ring collided towards Han Muye's ring.

The figure standing in the ring frowned, and the battle intent on his body surged.

"That's, Zhuge Changju!"

"Zhuge Changju of the Great Yang Immortal Realm, this is one of the strongest in this group!"

"Why him?"

"I understand, the Divine Source Heavenly Palace can't really control the rules yet, they are using the time confusion in this space as a starting point to collide Han Muye and Zhuge Changju."

It's not really changing the rules, it's taking advantage of the rules.

Although the latter one is not easy, it is not as scary as changing the rules.

It seems that the Divine Source Heavenly Palace is not completely invincible.

"There you go." Watching the two rings collide, Han Muye suddenly spoke.

Chang Ciyue was stunned for a moment, and could only nod.

He knew that he was not Zhuge Changju's opponent, but if he didn't go at this time, he would only have a dead end in front of Han Muye.

This is the heyday of the meeting, since you admit defeat and surrender, you must have the consciousness of admitting defeat.

Stepping out, Chang Ciyue was slightly stunned.

All the pressure on him was gone.

Not only that, but he also has the blessing of the power of this ring.

This is?

Without giving him a chance to think about it, Zhuge Changju in front of him had already flown up, and a spear in his hand stabbed out.

The spear blade was filled with golden flames, and this flame turned out to be the Golden Crow Divine Flame!

The divine flame that is difficult to find in the world, the divine flame that only the desolate divine beasts have!

Chang Ciyue's complexion changed drastically, gritting her teeth, and the long knife came out of the sheath.

The blade in his palm turned, triggering a golden immortal light, which once again differentiated into countless wind scrolls.

Immortal monarch is strong, and his control of power is already the ultimate in the world.

This sword did not forcibly collide with the Divine Flame, because there was not much power in the world that could collide with the Golden Crow Divine Flame.

The power of the wind contained in his long knife was by no means an existence that could collide with the Golden Crow Divine Flame.

"Hum—"

The wind swept around, trying to slow down the speed of the divine flame pierced by the spear, but unfortunately, his wind scroll only collided with the divine flame and shattered directly.

He couldn't stand on his own and was thrown away.

"The gap in combat power is too big." Looking at the wind and divine flames in the light curtain, someone whispered.

"It's really at the level of the Immortal Monarch, and the strength of cultivation is no longer a criterion." In front of a light curtain, an old man wearing a Ming zodiac robe said softly.

Behind him were a group of young Taoists in green robes.

These Daoists all have a rich immortal light shining on them, at least in the Golden Immortal Realm.

"Master, that Immortal Monarch level, how to reflect the strength of the strength, how to intuitively perceive the combat power?" A young man with a clear sense of sharpness asked in a loud voice.

His gaze fell on the light curtain in front of him, and he said loudly: "This Han Muye Immortal Monarch didn't dare to face Zhuge Changju directly, maybe it was just because his strength was not enough?" ”

His words made everyone around him turn their heads in curiosity.

Hearing his words, Shi Zu shook his head, a chuckle on his face.

"Ordinary immortal monarchs, the competition is the resources in their hands, the power of immortal treasures, and the control of immortal treasures and other protective treasures."

Gently brushing his beard, the old man's eyes narrowed, looking at the divine flame rushing towards Han Muye in the light curtain.

"A truly powerful Divine Monarch will refine a supreme treasure, such as this Golden Crow Divine Flame, which is the top treasure in the world."

"Such a treasure inherited from the flood wilderness is that Immortal Venerable can also have the power to fight."

This is the real Immortal Monarch powerhouse!

Outside the light curtain, everyone stared at the divine flame and crashed towards Han Muye.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he raised his hand and punched out.

"Hehe, in the end, it is an immortal monarch of the inferior immortal realm, and he doesn't even know this Golden Crow Divine Flame." Outside a curtain of light in the Divine Realm, someone chuckled.

But anyone who recognizes the Golden Crow Divine Flame knows that this kind of Divine Flame must not be directly connected with the body.

"Hey, I was born in the inferior immortal realm, and I don't have a powerful immortal treasure in my hand, and I don't have a real treasure, so I can only rely on my supernatural fist technique."

"This person has some talent, but unfortunately, he doesn't have enough resources."

Outside a curtain of light, a big man in a green robe turned around and looked at the people behind him.

"Therefore, it is right for my Zhiliang Immortal Realm to take refuge in the Middle Immortal Realm Biyang Immortal Realm."

Everyone nodded and looked into the light curtain.

The reality makes everyone understand that the foundation of the inferior immortal world is really too bad.

Han Muye has a strong understanding, and his research on boxing is also extreme.

Such a person, if he has enough resources to cultivate, he will definitely be able to become the top powerhouse in the world, even if it is an immortal venerable, it is possible.

Unfortunately, he didn't have such a chance.

Everyone watched to see how Han Muye was directly burned to ashes by the Divine Flame.

Chang Ciyue, who was standing on the side, flashed a trace of complexity on her face.

Han Muye's strength is very strong, but unfortunately, there is not enough background.

In the Divine Realm, a slight smile flashed on the face of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace Lord.

In the light curtain, Han Muye's fist wind and divine flame collided together.

The divine flame exploded, then enveloped his body.

Zhuge Changju showed a sneer on his face, raised his hand and made a move, and another flame rose from the spear.

At this time, the spear in his hand was also recognized by some people.

This is a top-notch immortal treasure, in which a golden crow divine flame has been refined.

There are not many such treasures in the divine realm.

The second divine flame rushed out and pressed towards Han Muye.

Right now!

"Boom-"

The divine flame that enveloped Han Muye suddenly dissipated, and in front of Han Muye's fist, there was only a surging firelight.

Before Zhuge Changju could react, Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the firelight exploded and flew back.

Your own divine flame flew back?

The two divine flames collided in mid-air, and then, falling towards Zhuge Changju.

Han Muye raised his hand and punched out again.

This time, a golden crow phantom appeared before his fist wind.

"Boom-"

With the blessing of the golden crow, the divine flame shone brightly, directly igniting Zhuge Changju.

Ashes in an instant!

"Dang Chang—"

The spear fell, and the flames were all retracted back on the spear.

One punch, Zhuge Changju fell!

Inside and outside the light curtain, there was silence!

"He, he, how?" Someone is at a loss.

Even the Immortal Monarch couldn't see how Han Muye went against the trend under the suppression of the Divine Flame and killed Zhuge Changju with one punch.

"The power of the Golden Crow!"

"There is the power of the golden crow in this punch of his."

A white-bearded old man looked at Han Muye, his eyes flashing with golden light.

"Just now, when he was entangled with the Golden Crow Divine Flame to resist, he felt the power of the Golden Crow."

"Just like the wind scroll when he defeated Chang Ciyue just now, he sensed the power of the wind from the tiger."

Before the light curtain, the Immortal Venerable powerhouse had already seen through it.

"Really, genius......"

No wonder this person was staked with 100 million divine crystals.

If such an amazing talent moves forward quietly, even if you can't get the leader of the heyday, the top 100 will not be a problem.

It's a pity that someone is too impatient.

"I'm afraid this Han Muye is not as simple as he seems." Someone's eyes lit up, and he watched Han Muye in the light curtain pick up the spear, slowly refining it, and holding the longbow with the other hand.

With these two treasures, Han Muye's combat power will inevitably increase a lot!

Chang Ciyue's figure moved, standing beside Han Muye, protecting the Dharma for him.

In the distance, a levitating ring crashed into this direction.

In the Divine Realm, the Palace Master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace gritted his teeth: "Quick, don't give him a chance to refine treasures!" ”

"What about Xiangliuyun? Don't hide it anymore. ”

"And Zhu Min Xianjun of the Pantian Dao Sect, let him also take action."

In front of the light curtain, the disciples of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, who were in charge of regulation, made an all-out move to intervene in the operation of the formation.

In the other two rings, the two Immortal Monarch powerhouses seemed to sense that they had accelerated the pace of their shots.

"Boom-"

There was not just one ring, but two rings crashing towards the thunder that Han Muye was standing.

A light mask rises again.

In the ring with a radius of 120,000 zhang, there are four immortal monarchs.

Everyone who crashed into Han Muye was an Immortal Monarch, or an Immortal Monarch powerhouse in this group.

The picture in the light curtain is chilling.

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace has not concealed it in the slightest.

"Chang Ciyue, get out." The young man in the blue and red armor spoke coldly.

On the other side, the Taoist in a white robe with a slight beard on his chin chuckled: "Han Yiyi, it's really a coincidence." ”

The voices of the two fell, and they rushed towards Han Muye almost at the same time.

Chang Ciyue gritted her teeth, and the long knife in her hand triggered the wind scroll to draw out instantly.

The wind swept out, and the heavens and the earth shook.

Is this the blessing of the power of heaven and earth?

Chang Ciyue's heart moved, and her eyes fell on Han Muye beside her.

Because of the change in the ring, it is now Han Muye's home field!

These are the rules of the Great Array!

The rules of the Great Array are still there!

The home field is blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

With a long laugh, Chang Ciyue swung the long knife in his hand with all his might, and the Dao wind swept continuously, and the sword light in it became more and more brilliant.

Although the two Immortal Monarchs were not small, they were also extremely careful.

The two of them each struck, and the long sword in one of their hands slashed out, shattering the wind in front of them.

The other person was holding a long fan, and the other waved it, and the wind swept back upside down.

He also controls the power of the wind.

Not only that, but this white-shirted Taoist obviously had a deeper understanding of the power of the wind than Chang Ciyue, and he just turned the wind back casually.

"The ultimate in the power of the world is the rules." Outside the light curtain, an old man nodded slightly, and said, "This person has already controlled a trace of the rules of the wind. ”

The rules of the wind?

The eyes of the people behind the old man all widened.

Rules, this is something that only Immortal Venerable can control!

"Hehe, one in a thousand, only a little stronger than Chang Ciyue." The old man chuckled lightly and said with his hands behind his back: "It is already rare to be able to control this trace of rules in the realm of the Immortal Monarch. ”

The Immortal Monarch Realm controls the rules that the Immortal Venerable Realm must seek, if such a strong person enters the Divine Realm and steps into the Immortal Venerable Realm, then it will be repaid?

"His name is Xia Kuan, pay attention, if he can defeat Han Muye, spend some price to introduce him to my Zhaoyue God Sect." In the divine realm, in front of a curtain of light, an old man spoke.

can control the rules in the Immortal Monarch Realm, such a character must be a proper Immortal Venerable.

"Boom-"

Chang Ciyue's wind swept away.

He wanted to make another move, but was stopped by Han Muye.

Han Muye held a spear in his hand and stepped out.

"Wind and wind, remnant clouds!"

With a low shout, the spear swept.

The remnants of the wind swept directly intertwined with the wind brought out by the spear, causing the surrounding heaven and earth light shield to roar.

This blow was actually going to break open the light shield of heaven and earth!

"Boom-"

A dragon of wind and clouds appeared, and with a swing of its tail, it knocked the young man in battle armor into the air.

The long sword in the young man's hand still wanted to resist, but was smashed by Yunlong's claw.

Even the young man's body is shattered inch by inch!

One hit!

The Immortal Monarch has fallen again!

Yunlong turned around, and his big eyes stared at the white-shirted Taoist holding a long fan.

Xia Kuan Xianjun's expression was solemn, and the long fan in his hand was raised.

Yunlong roared, and his entire body suddenly dispersed.

Between heaven and earth, only fragments of clouds remain.

Remnant clouds?

That's the gun!

Xia Kuan's complexion changed drastically, and the long fan in his hand only had time to block in front of him.

"When—"

"When—"

"When ......"

Endless spear blade impact, with each blow, Xia Kuan Xianjun's body took a step back.

In the light curtain, Han Muye held a spear in his hand and stabbed it out again and again.

This action is completely a fist bombardment.

Xia Kuan held the long fan, blocking in front of him, and was repelled by one blow after another.

"Peng—"

After a thousand steps, Xia Kuan's back hit the light mask, and a mouthful of golden blood spat out of his mouth.

"When—"

The spear stabbed out again without mercy, stabbing at the fan surface.

Xia Kuan couldn't hold it, and the long fan hit his chest.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Han Muye's spear stabbed out again.

Xia Kuan vomited another mouthful of blood.

Han Muye's spear was raised again.

"I, I took it, I took it......"

Xia Kuan shouted forcefully.

If you don't shout, you're going to die!

"Boom-"

The golden aura on Han Muye's body rose.

The surrounding rings began to merge.

Looking around, Han Muye put away his spear and raised his longbow.

"Hugh—"

A long golden arrow was fired.

The long arrow knocked the two men fighting in the other two rings out of the way.

Han Muye's longbow was lightly drawn, and he shouted in his mouth: "Die, or fall?" ”

The power of the deep qi and blood above the longbow reached a peak.

The two people who were locked by the power of qi and blood turned pale.

In their senses, if they say half a word wrong, they will definitely die!

"I, I ......"

One of the green-bearded old men whispered, and the other turned and walked away.

"Boom-"

It was only ten zhang out, and Han Muye's long arrow had already crossed the space of 80,000 zhang, killing him with one arrow!

The two rings are integrated with Han Muye's ring.

The three immortal monarchs surrendered to Han Muye.

"This, isn't this the rule that only exists when competing for the top 1,000 places after the fourth level of the Heyday?"

"Hehe, it must be the Divine Source Heavenly Palace that has changed the rules, and at this time, the rules have also been dealt with!"

Outside the light curtain, watching Han Muye subdue the three immortal monarchs, and the ring reached 140,000 zhang, some people laughed out loud.

"In my opinion, I'm afraid this is a countermeasure from the Great Array of My Heavenly Continent."

"There are no rules for the rest of the people."

Some people looked at other rings, and no one admitted defeat at all.

"It also depends on the reason."

"Do other rings have a light shield that can't be broken?"

Far away in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm, everyone in front of the light curtain gritted their teeth.

"Boom-"

Han Muye's longbow kept pulling out, either to die or to surrender.

However, the ring around him has turned into a million.

Fifty-six Immortal Monarchs or Immortal Cultivators of the Great Luo Realm surrendered.

"Boom-"

The ring turned into a cyan mountain after a million feet.

On the top of the mountains, there are large trees.

"This is, Yunteng Wood, which contains the rhyme of the Great Dao!"

"This is, the compensation of the rules for Han Muye!"

"Haha, it's fun this time!"

"This is clearly the formation of Wu Tianzhou, and it wants to play with the Divine Source Heavenly Palace!"