When the soul power of these beasts stepped into his divine treasure, they lost control of their own bodies.

What's more, Chaos had already spoken out just now, allowing him to boldly control these strange beasts.

The alien beasts here are, in the final analysis, under the control of Chaos.

In the eyes of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace and those powerful people in front of the light curtain, Han Muye at this time had become a puppet of the alien beast.

What they didn't know was that at this time, Han Muye was the master of these strange beasts!

Han Muye walked out of the main hall, and outside the main hall, those strange beasts roared.

Then, the big men behind him who had been transformed by strange beasts raised their hands, and endless colorful light rushed downward, covering them.

The power of the divine soul formed a snare, and the colorful light shone, enveloping the space in a radius of thousands of feet.

One by one, strange beasts knelt on the ground.

Submit to.

In the light curtain screen, everyone watched Han Muye move forward step by step, and the ten big men transformed by the alien beasts behind him followed, walking all the way, and the alien beasts surrendered.

At this moment, everyone is in mixed moods.

If this picture of the surrender of ten thousand beasts was completed by Han Muye on his own, everyone would be amazed and would cheer and marvel.

But now everyone knows that Han Muye is no longer Han Muye.

Han Muye has already been controlled by this strange beast.

And behind these strange beasts is the Divine Source Heavenly Palace of the Divine Realm.

The really powerful one is the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

"Boom-"

Ahead, the roar of the Dao Dao was heard.

On top of a towering heavenly pass, all of them are guarded by strange beasts.

And below, there are immortal cultivators who are impacting with all their might.

Whether it is Xianjun or Da Luo, everyone is impacting and wants to rush through this level.

Because they only have one day.

If the day doesn't pass by, the strange beasts on the level will rush down and defeat them all.

At this time, there were as many as 100,000 immortal cultivators at the bottom of the level, which was clearly a convergence of the two groups of people.

The first round of the summit has already eliminated thirty percent of the people.

Quite a few people were killed, and many others chose to quit.

Those weak people in the Great Luo Realm have basically withdrawn.

Only if he has enough confidence in himself and can fight with the Immortal Monarch will Da Luo stay and prepare to enter the next round.

For them, it doesn't matter what the outcome is, what matters is the process of challenging their limits.

"That's, who?"

Someone looked up, and suddenly their eyes widened.

On the high city wall, among the countless strange beasts, a figure in a green robe stood in the middle.

The body is thin, but among the countless strange beasts, it highlights the incomparable shock.

Because at the juncture of the entire city wall, a strange beast that was so powerful that the Immortal Monarch and the strong needed to deal with it had difficulty all bowed down to this young man.

What kind of strong man is this?

"It's him ......" someone whispered under the city pass.

"It's him!" Looking at the figure at the head of the city, someone exclaimed.

It's him.

The one who has been in the spotlight since the heyday.

Han Muye.

Yunlan Sword Immortal.

This one-man in the first round almost pinnacle the rules of the entire heyday.

At this time, what kind of miracle will he perform?

There is endless speculation and expectation under the city gate.

There was a low sigh outside the light curtain.

The person who works miracles is no longer that person......

"Let them go to the third round." The Palace Master of the Divine Realm Divine Source Heavenly Palace raised his hand and waved, and a surging smile finally appeared on his face.

"The third round is the one that can really gather everyone's strength."

Before the light curtain, a black-robed old man showed doubts on his face and said in a low voice: "The rules of the original fourth round appeared in the first round, so how will the fourth round change later?" ”

In front of the light curtain, the others also looked curiously at the several Divine Source Heavenly Palace elders who were controlling the large array.

"According to the current rules, the fourth round may not be the previous elimination game, but the fifth round of solo battles."

A Taoist with a long beard and a purple crown stood up and looked at everyone with a hint of doubt on his face.

In the past, in the fourth round, there was a constant round of fighting, and there would be a non-stop rule that allowed surrender.

This round is the time for the divine realm to cut off a large number of those who bet a lot.

There is also the fact that from this round, all forces in the divine realm will select people with strong abilities and introduce them into their own sects in the future.

As for the fifth round, it was the last round, and it was a chaotic battle.

Whoever can go to the end needs to have overwhelming power in the chaos of war.

But at that time, the people who had been heavily invested in their bodies had basically been cut off.

Of course, there are also some that are really good and are favored by the Divine Realm Sect.

These people, there will be people to help them to the end.

In fact, in the fifth round of the past, who was the top 100 of the heyday, began to clearly mark the price.

Why is there a light curtain that can be seen by all the fairy worlds?

It is because these people in the fairy world can see their elites, and by the fifth round, they can bid.

This price is not only a divine crystal.

The Divine Realm is not inferior to the Divine Crystal.

What the divine realm needs is surrender.

The future Immortal Venerable powerhouse, surrender.

The world that has great potential, surrender.

"Because the rules of the first round have been changed, in which the power is reversed, the fourth and fifth rounds will coincide." Standing in front of the light curtain with his hands behind his back, the palace master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace made a surging voice.

The fourth and fifth rounds coincide!

Isn't that tragic?

The Heavenly Palace powerhouses in front of the light curtain looked at each other, and their faces showed complicated expressions.

Originally, the battle to cut off the strong of all sides needed to be completed directly in this round.

In addition to the round battle, it is necessary to go to the end.

"Hehe, it's okay to change the rules." The Heavenly Palace Palace Master's eyes revealed a deep divine light.

"Let Huang Zhenxiong shoot in the third round, and then go and grab the first."

"Don't stay with Liuyun."

"Fall an Immortal Venerable, let them see the essence of my Divine Source Heavenly Palace."

Xiang Liuyun surrendered to Han Muye in the first round.

This is a disgrace to the divine realm.

This is the shame of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

"Boom-"

There was a roar in the light curtain.

The tall gates slowly opened.

One by one, the beasts bowed and retreated.

This second round, that's it?

Everyone rushed into the city, and a surging golden armor appeared on each person's body.

This is the reward for the second round.

It is also the reason why the vast majority of Da Luo Jinxian rushed into the second round.

This golden armor contains luck, and after enveloping the body, it not only has a strong defensive power, but also can improve their own luck, becoming their food for stepping into the Immortal Monarch.

"Thank you Yunlan Sword Immortal!"

"Yunlan Sword Immortal, I am willing to fight side by side with you in the third round!"

"Brother Han, I am willing to follow in the next round."

Almost every immortal cultivator who had obtained the golden armor thanked Han Muye.

Even if he was an immortal powerhouse, he could enter the third round so easily and get this golden armor, and he was extremely grateful to Han Muye.

Save more strength, and in the next challenge, you will have a better chance of winning.

Looking at the turmoil and excitement in the light curtain, those immortal powerhouses outside the light curtain all shook their heads slightly.

In the third round, these people may have suffered heavy losses.

The strongest of these people is afraid that they will be directly buried by those strange beasts who control Han Muye.

Han Muye's face was pale.

Above the sky, a pair of hidden eyes appeared, and then opened.

The Dao Pillar of Light fell, teleporting everyone who had passed the level away.

Thousands of divine lights appeared in the light curtain, and the entire heaven and earth began to shake, shrouded in golden light.

Nothing was gone from the light curtain, only illusory mountains and behemoths seemed to emerge.

Han Muye's figure also disappeared from the light curtain.

"In the third round, the flood reappears ......" Outside the light curtain, countless whispering voices came.

"The power of the Chaos Divine Soul is induced, and the era of the flood is recreated." Han Muye's ears heard the voice of the golden bird.

"Aren't you in control of Kungo?"

"Hong Huang and Kunwu, it's about the same."

It's about the same as Kungo, it's an incomparably bloody place?

Han Muye's figure was wrapped in golden light, and the streamers in front of him were staggered.

Every streamer of light is an immortal cultivator stepping into the illusory desolate world.

This illusory desolation is the desolate world of the past, similar to the ruins world, but different.

In the ruins realm, there is a part of it that amount of robbery remains.

Here, the reproduced desolation is not enough to be the world in the memory of chaos.

"Actually, I'm just drawing a trace of everyone's divine soul power into my memory world."

In front of Han Muye, an old man in a black robe with a vertical eye on his forehead appeared.

The old man's gaze fell on the golden bird behind Han Muye, and he sighed lightly: "I didn't expect Haotian Golden Crow to also fall to such a state. ”

"You're just falling, Lao Tzu is very good." The golden bird roared.

The old man laughed and looked at Han Muye.

"How about it, are you interested in going on a real flood trip?"

Go to the real flood?

Han Muye was stunned.

The golden bird fluttered its wings for a moment.

"Aren't you in control of Kungo?"

"I'll send you to Kungo."

The old man's words made Han Muye's eyes flash.

The golden bird whirled and chirped: "Don't go, Kunwu is not where you can go now." ”

"It's a place where mythical beasts gather, and if you don't have enough strength, you'll die there."

Outside of Kungo is now under siege.

But no one knows what it's like now.

What are those divine beasts like now in Kunwu?

Han Muye, as the ruler of Kunwu, experienced Kunwu once under the guidance of the enlightened beast.

But that's just a glimpse.

His understanding of Kungo is far from enough.

That's where the Tribulation began.

In the next tribulation, Kun Wu may be Han Muye's opponent.

"Don't worry, I don't have the ability to let you go for real."

"You open the passage to Kunwu yourself, and I will reflect it with the power of my soul."

"Everyone is a trace of the soul that falls into it, even if it falls, it has no effect on the body."

The old man who was transformed by chaos grinned and said softly, "You know the rules of this level, right? ”

The rules of this level, Han Muye knows.

Eventually, everyone will fall to this level.

But some people persist for a long time, and some people persist for a short time.

When the third round enters the fourth round, those who are eliminated are those who have a short persistence.

"The third round is not just as simple as slaying the soul, right?" Han Muye looked at Chaos.

From what he knew, many people never woke up after their spirits were shattered in the third round.

How could this be a trace of soul annihilation?

Hearing his words, Chaos grinned: "I also want the Divine Soul to replenish the attrition." ”

"What's more, this is a deal with the Divine Source Heavenly Palace."

Whoever the Divine Source Heavenly Palace wants to kill, Chaos will follow their arrangement, and finally collect its divine soul after its fall.

In this way, not only can you get the replenishment of the power of the divine soul, but also get the benefits of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

It's a win-win-win-win-win

"Then how can I trust you that you won't receive my Divine Soul at the end?" Han Muye's expression remained unchanged and he looked chaotic.

Chaos groaned, opened his mouth, and spat out a golden bead.

"This is my Divine Soul Core Soul Bead, as long as I pinch and pop this bead, I will completely dissipate," Chaos said, pushing the bead in front of the golden bird, "I can let Haotian keep this bead." ”

Han Muye turned his head to look at the golden bird.

The golden bird hesitated, flickered its wings, nodded, stretched out its claws, and grabbed the beads.

Han Muye raised his hand, and the golden sword in his palm appeared.

With a stroke of the small sword, a golden light door appeared in front of him.

"My cultivation still can't get into Kunwu." Looking at the brilliance and agility behind the light gate, Han Muye spoke.

He didn't even have enough cultivation to open this light gate.

"No, no, we don't need to open this door." With a laugh, his body dissipated and turned into countless eyes again.

Han Muye could feel his consciousness being pulled away.

His body was still in place, and his spirit was still there, but his consciousness was turned into a line and rushed behind the golden light gate.

At this moment, the picture revealed in the countless light curtains was a magnificent heaven and earth.

Flood.

In the eyes of all, this is nothing more than an illusory flood scene.

No one knows that this place is real, Kunwu.

"Flood ......"

Someone looked at the world in front of them and whispered softly.

"This is the end of worldly cultivation and the beginning of worldly practice." In front of the light curtain, someone spoke softly with a pious face.

The others stood behind, their eyes full of longing.

In this world, how many people can step into the wilderness?

"Where is that Han Muye now?" Someone asked in confusion.

The scenes in the light curtain are constantly intertwined, and finally frozen in the midst of a verdant mountain.

"That's—" someone exclaimed.

On the top of the mountain, a huge beast a hundred feet tall was entrenched.

The two horns leaned against the sky, and the eyes of the giant beast were filled with tyranny.

The long thick legs, as well as the scale armor all over the body, all indicate that this is an extremely powerful beast that is difficult to find in the world.

"Roar—"

The beast stood, the trees and turf scattered from its shaken body, and a cloud of flame erupted from the beast's mouth and nose.

The flames in the sky surged, endless streamers staggered, and a red flame melted and flowed above the earth.

"That's it, Blazing Beast!"

Outside the light curtain, someone recognized the name of the beast.

"The Blazing Beast, the strongest of the ancient fire beasts, is one of the fierce beasts that manipulates the power of flames, cruel and tyrannical."

"Han Muye fought with that Immortal Venerable in the first round, and he was obviously not afraid of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, so I concluded that this person must be in control of the flame power, and it was true."

"He's right to turn into a fiery beast."

Before the light curtain, all kinds of chattering sounded.

Han Muye possessed the power of flames, so he turned into this blazing beast.

"Roar—"

Not far away, a black ape dozens of feet tall roared, and the crimson color in his eyes was revealed.

The black hair is tangled, like a layer of soft armor.

The long claws flickered, obviously with the poison of the cold.

From the mouth of the black ape, a cyan aura rushed out, like a giant snake, enveloping the head of the blazing beast.

"Painted Demon Ape!"

"The ancient desolate giant ape that claims to control poison and life force, and can wander in the land of death and life!"

Exclamations were heard from outside the light curtain.

In the divine realm, in front of a curtain of light, a Taoist wearing a green robe showed an excited look on his face.

"Quick, record the power movement trajectory of the Painted Demon Ape!"

"In the cultivation method of my Yuhuan Divine Sect, there is the inheritance of the Colored Demon Heavenly Ape, but unfortunately it is incomplete, I don't want to be able to see it today, fortunately!"

In front of the light curtain, one after another strong men stared at the battle of ancient fierce beasts in front of them.

For these strong men, watching such battles can make them feel the operation of power, and feel the purest power.

"Boom-"

The ape flew up and grabbed it.

Not only was the blow fast, but it also triggered a green aura around the long claw, turning into five black and green rays of light.

A hundred-foot-long black crack spread towards the flaming beast's chest.

"The Flood Desolation Beast has taken control of the operation of the power of heaven and earth!" In front of the light curtain, a Protoss Immortal Venerable whispered.

】

This is something that has not been discovered in countless previous observations.

"Hum—"

As the long claws fell, a golden flame lit up on the Blazing Beast's chest.

The flames turned into golden beads and burst out.

Colliding with the long claws, the beads turn into golden ropes.

"In addition to pure power, there is also the operation of the rules, terrifying ......," a flame-covered Protoss powerhouse muttered.

In the light curtain, the space torn by the long claws overlapped with the space where the gold beads exploded, and finally condensed into a cloud of mist.

There was a golden flame in this cloud, and there was also a blue and black poison.

"It can change the power of heaven and earth and reunite new power."

"This is the Flood?"

Looking at that cloud and mist, the eyes of many strong people were bright.

This is the desolation, and this cloud and mist may be the origin of a certain kind of cultivation power in the future.

"This seems to be the prototype of the power of the clouds and mist?" Someone whispered.

In the light curtain, the power of the two giant beasts collided, showing the pure power of the flesh, as well as the control of various ancient rules.

"This is Kungo? They don't seem to be set in stone, either. The golden bird fluttered its wings and spoke softly.

"If it was still like the ancients, I'm afraid the bloodline would have been cut off a long time ago." There was a light in the chaotic eyes.

Hearing his words, the golden bird turned his head, and there was a hint of fierceness in his voice: "You calculate him like this, aren't you afraid of his anger?" ”

"Sending him to Kunwu will attract the backlash of the forces in Kunwu, and it will also attract the attention of the strong people in the Zhou Tian battlefield."

Han Muye is the initiator of the Great Wilderness Tribulation.

Even if he is the guardian of Kungo and the person who controls Kunwu, he will be seen as a provocation when he steps into Kunwu.

The top powerhouse among Kunwu will have senses.

Chao turned his head and looked at Han Muye's body, who was standing in front of him, without saying a word, with a smile on his face.

"He doesn't know what he's going to do, I'm just helping him."

"Without those people from the Zhou Tian God Realm battlefield, I don't know when this time the calamity will really start."

"Now let them see Kunwu, think about it, they can't sit still, right?"

Those ancient powerhouses on the battlefield of Zhou Tian had long wanted to step into Kunwu.

Even many of them have already been to Kungo.

Now that Kungo has reappeared, they will definitely have ideas.

Only by this kind of calamity can more people have a chance.

The golden bird fluttered its wings and did not speak again.

"Boom-"

In the light curtain, the giant beasts collided, and the surrounding space was reduced to fragments.

Dozens of alien beast figures dissipated before the space debris.

In the light curtain, it can be seen that these figures have re-transformed into immortal cultivators with blank and painful expressions on their faces.

"It's bad luck not to hold on for even a quarter of an hour." Someone outside the light curtain said with a smile.

The longer you stay in the wilderness, the more you will realize this primordial power, which will be of great benefit to your future spiritual path.

After all, the more you cultivate to the depths, the more you return to your roots and pursue the power of the wilderness.

"Who told them to collide with two desolate beasts?"

"This Han Muye is really powerful."

Looking at the two giant beasts that were still fighting in the light curtain, someone sighed with emotion.

Others are just ordinary beasts, but Han Muye is actually a powerful beast in the wilderness.

This gap is a gap in strength.

"Peng—"

Half a day later, the Red Flame Beast tore off the ape's arm with one claw.

The ape howled miserably, and his body staggered and fled.

The Blazing Beast roared and slammed its bloody arm to the ground.

"Peng—"

"Peng—"

……

Outside the light curtain, countless people had complicated expressions.

They saw Han Muye's incomparably powerful appearance.

However, this Han Muye's soul no longer belongs to him.

"You said that this third round is to enter with a trace of divine soul, will Han Muye have a chance to escape with this trace of divine soul?"

Someone suddenly spoke.

This question is not only thought of by one person, but also by more people.

Before the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, someone also asked such a question.

The Heavenly Palace Palace Master with his hands behind his back frowned slightly.

"Bring in a mighty beast."

"Destroy this Han Muye."

"Lthere be no long nights and too many dreams."

The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord spoke.

The Daoist who controlled the large array in front nodded, and the divine light on the body of several green-robed Daoists flashed, turning into colorful light.

This halo fell on the light curtain, causing the heavens and the earth in the light curtain to shake.

In the distance of the mountain, a strange beast slowly raised its head.

At this moment, the blazing beast that was originally holding the arm of the black ape also raised its head, and a fierce light flashed in its eyes.

"He must have woken up!"

"Haha, I know it's not that simple."

"The calculation of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace will inevitably fail again this time."

Laughter can be heard in front of many light curtains.

But before the laughter began, everyone paused.

The sky in the curtain of light slowly darkened.

It's not that the sky is dark, it's that the sky is blocked.

A huge beast covered the sky, and then, the huge long claws slapped down.

"The Beast of the Flood and the Heavenly Beast ......"

"How could there be such a beast!"

"Peng—"

The body of the blazing beast was shattered by the claw of the huge long-clawed beast.

Blood-colored, heaven and earth are turbulent, and endless smoke and dust are filled.

"Oh no, the spirit didn't come out, this is, it fell?"

Someone's eyes widened.

"Hmph, Tiangong's calculations have been expected for a long time." Someone snorted coldly without surprise.

The body of the blazing beast shattered, and it was captured by the Montenemen beast and stuffed into its mouth.

The Monteneon Beast hissed, and there was smugness in his voice.

A powerful beast died in front of countless people.

A strong elite in the heyday of the meeting was so devastated.

After squatting on the hill for several days, this giant beast ambushed and killed four or five powerful beasts with scattered pieces of fiery beast flesh and blood.

This pure collision of flesh and blood stirred the hearts of those watching in front of the light curtain.

Ten days later, the Montennial Beast quietly left.

Three days later, several more strange beasts came to fight for the scattered minced meat, or to attack the resting beasts.

The land of the desolation is chaotic and ferocious.

In short, there are no rules.

Above the mountains, countless birds fell, snatching away the flesh of the beasts that had melted into the mud and sand.

A white bird landed and gently pecked at the blood, which had been soaked in the dirt.

The blood-colored dirt seemed to be the only trace left by the fiery beast here.

It is also the only remaining trace of Han Muye, the elite of the Heyday Society.

"This is the flood ......" Outside the light curtain, someone sighed softly.

"That's practice." The seniors of the sect who stood in front of the light curtain folded their hands behind their backs and spoke loudly.

No matter how brilliant Han Muye was before, he had already turned into a meteor at this time.

Cultivation, if you don't go to the end, you are a loser.

"Has this kid really fallen?" In front of a curtain of light in the Divine Realm, someone whispered.

In front of the countless immortal light curtains, there are also many people who whisper regretfully.

"Whew-"

In the light curtain, a blood-colored flame enveloped the white bird.

When the flames cleared, a featherless bird was steaming.

"That's—"

Everyone's eyes widened as a finger-thick earthworm lured out of the dirt and dragged the white bird's steaming body into the ground.

"Han Muye ......"