"It must be Han Muye!"

In front of the light curtain, someone roared.

Countless people widened their eyes and stared at the earthworm luring the body of the white bird into the soft earth, and then slowly peeled off the body to enjoy.

"No wonder this large array of light curtain has not moved, it turns out that Han Muye is not dead!"

"Haha, let's just say that such a character will never fall so easily!"

In front of the light curtains, countless people clenched their fists.

Even if Han Muye is just the lowest creature in the world at this time, he can turn into an earthworm of clouds and dust at any time in this desolation.

But he lives.

After seeing the fall process of the Blazing Beast and other powerful desolate creatures, everyone's expectations for Han Muye were already very low.

It's good to be alive.

"Haha, although the method of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace is despicable, it is wrong." Someone laughed out loud.

In the eyes of countless immortal cultivators in the immortal realm, it was the Divine Source Heavenly Palace that integrated Han Muye's divine soul incarnation into a small earthworm body in an almost humiliating form.

But so what?

Han Muye is alive.

Survive in the wilderness where there are countless beasts and strong people everywhere.

In a place where even fiery beasts could not survive, he, Han Muye, was still alive.

At this time, Han Muye didn't care what others thought of him.

All his mind fell on the delicious white bird in front of him.

There had never been a moment when he was so hungry.

There was never a moment when he was so satisfied.

The hot bird's flesh was in his stomach, and he could feel the power in his body.

What about being an earthworm?

He is also a powerful earthworm.

Not once did he finish Shiratori's meat, and he carefully loosened the dirt and dragged Shiratori into the depths.

In front of the light curtains, only a soft patch of dirt remained.

Before the light curtain, there was silence.

All eyes were on the dirt, expecting it to sprout.

Three months later, in the soil, a tender green little girl grew.

Really sprouted......

When the little green girl grew to half a foot tall, someone couldn't help but laugh.

The emerald green body, the body of all flesh.

A green earthworm leads ......

Three days later, a bird with the size of a black bowl flew down, its sharp claws grabbing at the green shoot.

"Smack-"

The green bud twisted, and its body was like a long whip, stunting the blackbird.

Then, drag into the dirt.

Half a month later, a green shoot more than a foot tall rose......

No one cares about the elites of the Prosperous Guild who have turned into alien beasts.

In front of the light curtain, everyone watched a small green shoot grow from three inches to three feet, to three zhang, and to thirty zhang.

Thirty feet of gray tree segments, the three of them hugged each other, bare, straight up and down, not even a small branch.

This kind of scene is really laughable.

Is there such a tree in the world?

Does this Han Muye regard all the creatures in the flood as fools?

Not to mention, these days, the desolate beasts and demon beasts that came to this big tree have not been broken.

There was a monkey who was several feet tall and wanted to climb this bare tree.

There is a long-billed beast with a mane, and he wants to come and grind his hair under the big tree.

And the great bird, whose wings were spread out for a few feet, came to make a nest on the top of this great tree.

……

They were all buried in the dirt road under the big trees.

Time flies, time shuttles.

A year flies by in a flash.

Many of the light curtains of the fairy world were quietly closed.

I can't afford to open it.

Three thousand divine crystals a day, just to watch the growth of a big tree.

In the Divine Realm, in front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace Palace Master had already left.

Let him see the big tree in the wilderness, which is more uncomfortable than letting him eat.

Several Daoists who were in charge of the operation of the Great Array were also scolded by the Heavenly Palace Palace Master and went to retreat.

According to what the Heavenly Palace Palace Master said, Han Muye should not be allowed to enter the third round in the second round.

How good would it be to just extinguish it at that time?

I wanted to show the power of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, but this looks really annoying.

Now in front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, there were only seven or eight deacons who were a little interested in Han Muye, who were responsible for observing them every day.

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"This guy is really ready to come out of the wilderness?"

In front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, someone shook his head.

In the past year or so, the vast majority of the elites who have stepped into the flood have come out.

That is, it fell.

That trace of their spirit fell, and then their consciousness returned.

For them, the experience of the flood was very rewarding.

After returning from the cruel desolation, they also have a deep understanding of the shortcomings in their own cultivation.

Those who are still in the flood are the real powerhouses in the heyday.

These people may have comprehended the divine beasts or fierce beasts from the desolation, and even obtained the inheritance of bloodline power.

When that trace of their divine soul returns, this trace of blood or supernatural power can be brought back.

Even if it is because the bloodline power is too thin, it will take a long time to fully grasp it, and it will take a lot of chances, but after all, this is the bloodline power of the ancient flood era.

It is the purest force in the world.

"Boom-"

In the light curtain, a one-horned rhinoceros ten feet tall and covered with cyan marks crashed into the towering "big tree".

The trunk of the big tree shook, turned into a long whip, and smashed down.

The one-horned rhinoceros's body shattered in response, and the blood crumbled.

This time, instead of dragging the powerful beast into the ground as usual, digesting it for three or five days before reappearing, the tree poked its own body over.

In the past year, the earthworm force that Han Muye has transformed has continued to condense, and it has reached an extremely large stage.

At this time, he grinded his body in the flesh and blood of the cyan rhinoceros, and then slowly condensed into a layer of blood armor.

"Roar—"

The earthworm roared in the sky, and a golden halo flowed outside its body.

"What is he doing?"

"It looks like you're practicing some kind of exercise?"

"This seems to be the practice method of the flood era?"

In front of the light curtains that were still unfolding, someone whispered in confusion.

In the Divine Realm, before there was a curtain of light, the Taoist who was sitting easily stood up with a solemn expression on his face.

He stared at Han Muye's huge body in the light curtain, and his eyes revealed a fine light.

"The True Spirit Cultivation Method that Circulated in the Ancient Great Wilderness Era!"

"This is, to turn the power of the Yuan Spirit into a true spirit!"

Who would have thought that Han Muye was actually practicing the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit?

At this time, he had already gathered the power of the Yuan Spirit to the peak.

"Boom-"

A thunderclap.

Above the heavenly dome, Dao Dao thunder shone down.

Thunderstorm?

The powerhouses in front of the light curtain were all stunned.

In the era of the flood and famine, is there such a thing as a catastrophe?

It seems that the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation will not descend on the Heavenly Tribulation.

"What is he doing?" Chaos looked at the world in front of him and frowned.

Since Han Muye stepped into Kunwu, he couldn't understand what Han Muye wanted to do.

Incarnated as an earthworm, he was almost affected by the battle of powerful beasts.

That's really an ant.

After that, when he was a little stronger, he kept tempting and dying.

Fortunately, he never died.

According to the calculations of Chaos and the Golden Bird, in fact, Han Muye's best choice is to enter Kunwu and reactivate his Golden Crow bloodline.

With Han Muye's current Golden Crow bloodline strength, after entering Kunwu, he can grow rapidly, at least not like this big earthworm, spending a year to survive.

In the past year, although Han Muye has also grown, he is just about to step into the true spirit.

Compared with those elites who relied on the power of their bloodlines as soon as they entered Kunwu, it was too much worse.

"He has his ideas." The golden bird laughed and fluttered its wings.

"You think he's going to follow your plan?"

Chaos was silent, staring at the gradually converging thunder light.

This is Kunwu's world's first Heavenly Tribulation Thunder.

Even from the light curtain, you can see the change in the power of the Heavenly Dao in Kunwu at this time.

It seems that this thunderstorm is like a small green shoot.

"Boom-"

Thunder finally came down.

The blood armor outside Han Muye's body directly shattered.

Another flash of lightning shone brightly, tearing apart the blue-gray skin outside of his body.

A single horn emerges from the top of the bare head.

The original earthworm turned into a one-horned snake with a body of fifty zhang long.

"Turning into a dragon!"

Outside the light curtain, there was an exclamation.

This earthworm is clearly transformed into the body of a clawless one-horned dragon.

This kind of means, such a method of cultivation, has never been seen in the world.

"This is the legendary method of cultivating the true spirit of the Great Wilderness that has long been lost!"

"With the power of the true spirit, after nine changes, I finally laughed at the Ten Thousand Worlds!"

In front of the light curtain of the Divine Realm, an elder of the sect spoke out, with surprise on his face.

In front of the light curtain, many people looked at each other.

"Antiquity, Great Wilderness?"

"Behind this Han Muye, is a strong man in the ancient era?"

Someone's eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened his mouth: "Zhou Tian battlefield!" ”

"Sunday Battlefield!"

Someone let out a low breath.

Behind Han Muye, there must be a powerful force on the battlefield of Zhou Tian.

Only this kind of general trend that has gone through countless eons can master the cultivation method of the ancient Great Wilderness era.

"That's right......" someone whispered softly as they looked at the one-horned dragon that had re-burrowed into the earth.

Daring to directly provoke the Divine Source Heavenly Palace is extremely strange in itself.

It turned out that behind this person was a strong man in the battlefield of Zhou Tian.

"Could it be that the battle of Zhou Tian is about to start again, and a new calamity is about to start again?" In front of those light curtains in the divine realm, some people were silent, and some people whispered.

These Immortal Venerable powerhouses know a lot about the secrets behind the world.

They knew that behind the tribulation was the push of the strong men in the Zhou Tian battlefield, and they also knew that if they couldn't transcend, they would become harvested existences.

Even if they become Immortal Venerables, they are just struggling for their lives.

Only by stepping into the battlefield of Zhou Tian can you become an existence beyond the calamity.

Even the competition in the battlefield of Zhou Tian is extremely cruel, and it is difficult to decide life and death, but the feeling of transcending the calamity and controlling one's destiny is the pursuit of the Immortal Venerable.

"It seems that if this person can come out alive, he will have to have more contact." In the divine realm, there are people whispering in front of some light curtains.

Han Muye is not alone, behind him, there is also a powerful force on the battlefield of Zhou Tian!

"Han Yiyi, this bet of 100 million divine crystals, I'm afraid it's a temptation to the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, right?"

Someone turned his gaze into the distance and looked in the direction of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

At this time, in front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the future Heavenly Palace Palace Lord stood with his hands in his hands.

His expression was solemn, and his brow furrowed.

"The Battle of Sunday shouldn't have started so early, there is not the slightest news on the battlefield of Sunday......"

He turned his head to look at the group of elders behind him.

"When did the message from Senior Uncle Ancestor come from the last time they were on the battlefield on Sunday?"

Hearing his words, a white-bearded old man bowed down and said, "The last time was eight million years ago, when the Zhou Tian battlefield besieged and killed Tu Yuan Shenzun failed, and the divine beast Qing Qilin fell and turned into desolate fragments. ”

The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord turned his head and looked at the Heavenly Tribulation that had fallen silent in the light curtain, and his eyes flashed: "Tu Yuan Divine Venerable......"

"A strong man in the era of the Great Wilderness."

……

In the light curtain, one after another powerful people stepped into the mountains that had just triggered the thunderstorm.

When the beasts meet, it's another fight.

Blood spills dirt.

Mountains and rocks are crumbling.

Within a hundred miles, there was a demonic blood.

This battle did not slowly fall silent until a month later, and a hundred-foot-tall sky-swallowing and howling moon wolf slowly left.

This is an extremely powerful beast in the wilderness, fast speed, strong strength, and magical power to swallow the sky and howling the moon, and can cause the power of heaven and earth to change.

The supernatural power swallowed the sky, opened its mouth to engulf thousands of miles of heaven and earth, imprisoned the power of heaven and earth, and turned into a land of frost and frost.

The lives of the creatures in it will naturally be directly controlled.

Of course, a truly powerful beast can still resist this power.

The Divine Power Howling Moon draws the light of the full moon down and turns into a rotating blade of light.

This blade is comparable to a high-grade immortal treasure, and it can cut through the body of a divine beast with one blow.

Even those powerful divine beasts in ancient times, known for their defensive power, did not dare to face such magical powers.

Three days after the Sky Swallowing Moon Wolf left, a small piece of blue-black grass poked its head out of the mountain, which was already dozens of feet low.

It's not grass, it's a three-foot long horn......

"This guy, really, Gou......"

Outside the light curtain, there was a sigh of emotion.

Half a day later, a big bird with a black and red body flew down on the horn, and then shook its whole body and fell directly.

Below, the earth is so soft that it engulfs the bird entirely.

One by one, the beasts came to the unicorn and disappeared.

The unicorn grows slowly, from three zhang to five zhang.

Ten zhang.

Twenty zhang.

There is less and less attention outside the light curtain.

It's not that I don't want to see it, but I can't afford it.

In a year, it will cost millions of divine crystals.

Just to watch that one-horned boring predator?

"Boom-"

A year later, there was another thunderstorm in the void.

At this time, the elite of the entire heyday meeting was still left in Kunwu.

Many of those who remained among them had already made their mark, possessing the power of the bloodline and showing the power of supernatural powers.

As for Han Muye, he triggered the second thunder tribulation.

The body of the one-horned dragon that drilled out of the soil is already two hundred zhang, and the one-horn is twenty zhang long, majestic and shining.

In the sky, thunder slammed down, as if the whole world was crackling.

The colorful halo turned into a surging cloud of heaven and earth.

"Boom-"

A thunderbolt fell, and the body of the unicorn dragon that Han Muye had transformed into was torn apart, and bright red blood flew away.

From the wounds on his body, four legs poked out, and his long claws were sharp.

"Boom-"

Another thunderbolt fell, and the single horn on the top of Han Muye's head was broken.

At the site of the broken wound, two long horns appeared.

"Boom-"

The cyan dragon scales all over his body flashed, revealing an illusory halo.

"That's it, Demon Blood Dragon!"

"Flood Aliens!"

"He, his bloodline power is getting stronger!"

Outside the light curtain, the sound of exclamation was heard.

At this moment, Han Muye completed the second transformation of the true spirit.

From a one-horned dragon to a powerful demonic blood dragon with a desolate bloodline.

"With this bloodline power, you can compete with those elites who have stepped into the wilderness."

"After hibernation for so long, it's time for him to raise his eyebrows."

Outside the light curtain, many chuckled.

This Han Muye is really capable, and he was forced to transform from a small earthworm into a demon blood dragon.

"Is this the True Transformation?" In front of a light curtain, several old men were holding jade slips in their hands.

The jade was simple and simple, with countless cracks on it, and the divine light seemed to be about to shatter immediately.

"The change of the true spirit, this kind of practice has merit."

"The inheritance of this bloodline power is strong enough."

A white-haired old man looked up, a blank look flashing across his face.

"However, in this fragmented ancient inheritance, there is no mention of the Heavenly Tribulation......"

In the light curtain, the vast power of the Heavenly Tribulation made the strange beasts of the surrounding thousands of miles tremble.

With four legs and two horns on the top of its head, the hundred-foot-long Jiaolong roared in the sky, as if to declare its sovereignty.

On Han Muye's body, there was a mighty golden light shining.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the strong men in front of all the light curtains, the dragon plunged headlong into the dirt......

Left.

"Boom-"

A huge yellow lion fifty feet tall fell down.

The body of the yellow lion smashed a mess of rocks.

Above the sky, a cyan python with a body length of at least two hundred zhang rushed down.

Although the yellow lion fell to the ground and was seriously injured, he still roared, reluctantly stood up, opened his mouth, and a golden streamer knocked back the python.

"The blue-eyed golden lion, an ancient xenomorph, it is said that this lion can swallow the qi of yin and yang and turn into a blade that cuts life and death."

In front of a curtain of light, someone whispered.

"Peng—"

The python that was knocked back seemed to be extremely annoyed, opened its mouth, and let out a piercing "bang" sound from its mouth.

A pair of dark red horns emerge above the python's head.

"Azure Bull Python!"

"This is one of the ancestors of the Niu Mang clan!"

"Several kinds of cattle inheritance in the flood wilderness are not as smart as this Azure Bull Python."

Before the light curtain, there were all kinds of exclamations.

This is the Flood.

Here, you can see countless desolate aliens that can only be seen in the classics, and see how these strong people operate the power of their own bloodlines and how they exert their magical powers.

"The Azure Bull Python is said to be able to turn into an Azure Sacred Cow, but the long tail is difficult to harvest, and it eventually condenses into such an appearance."

The blood-colored horns have condensed, and the image of a green cow has appeared.

The long snake's tail turned into a huge black tail with inverted scales, and threw it down towards the yellow lion in front of him.

"Peng—"

The body of the yellow lion flung again.

The two alien beasts kept colliding, causing countless golden lights to shine.

At this moment, the world in the light curtain seemed to be torn apart.

"There are many strange beasts and fierce beasts in the desolation, and there is a huge difference in their strength."

"Later generations have made a simple ranking of these powerful beasts and fierce beasts, which is not very accurate."

In front of a light curtain, a Qingshu Daoist stretched out his hand and pointed to the light curtain in front of him, and said with a smile: "The earth is barren, the sky is barren, the flood is barren, the universe." ”

"These strange beasts are basically powerhouses in the Desolate Realm, but they are not enough to see in front of the Desolate Realm."

"It's a pity that the ancient times are too old, and the labels of many levels are not clear, and it is not clear what the characteristics and boundaries of the alien beasts in each realm are."

"But the powerhouses of the universe level are only those kinds of flood overlords."

"The Ancient Qilin, the Sky Slaying Dragon Crocodile, the Ten Thousand Souls Sky Crane, the Creation of the Golden Carp ......"

The battle in the light curtain continues.

The pursuit of the two powerful beasts was protracted.

In the end, the yellow lion was torn apart by the claw of the Azure Bull Python.

The scattered blood was like a stream, gathering on the mountain.

I don't know when the two blue-black trees that poked their heads out were stained with this blood, and they were even more agile.

That day, the green bull python was covered with wounds, and lowered its head to gather the scattered body of the yellow lion under the two big trees, and then slowly coiled around, and suddenly shook its body.

Before the light curtain, everyone watched as the two cyan trees suddenly pierced out, piercing the body of the Azure Bull Python, directly from the belly to the head.

The Azure Bull Python's eyes widened, its long tail coiled tightly, and its mouth opened wide, but it couldn't make a roaring sound.

The magic power of the Demon Blood Jiaolong had already infused its body, causing the blood of this Azure Bull Python to shatter.

"In fact, although the Demon Blood Jiaolong is also a desolate level beast, its magical powers are weird and poisonous, and it is considered a strong person in the desolate realm."

"Even if you fight directly with the Azure Bull Python, the Demon Blood Jiaolong also has a good chance of winning."

In front of a light curtain in the Divine Realm, someone spoke softly.

However, the Demon Blood Jiaolong that Han Muye had transformed did not do so.

He chose, sneak attack.

For a whole month, this huge azure bull python coiled like that.

It wasn't until a month later that the entire bull python's body collapsed.

The entire Azure Bull Python was devoured, leaving only a pair of outer skins.

A moment later, the body of a white-boned python was pushed off the cliff.

Then, the python's body writhed strangely.

"Really, sinister......" Outside the light curtain, countless voices sounded.

The Demon Blood Jiaolong that Han Muye transformed was obviously not weaker than the Azure Bull Python, but he chose to use the easiest way to steal everything from the Azure Bull Python.

Devouring the Azure Bull Python's body, the strength of this Demon Blood Dragon obviously surpassed that of other beasts of the same level, and it was already a peak existence in the Desolate Realm.

But what I didn't expect was that the Demon Blood Jiaolong chose to rush into the body of the Azure Bull Python and pretended to be the Azure Bull Python.

"Whew-"

The Azure Bull Python danced and slowly passed towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

"This guy finally moved." Outside the light curtain, someone said with a smile.

All along, the light curtain reflected Han Muye's location, and it never moved.

"Hmph, find Huang Zhenxiong, let him make a move, and kill Han Muye."

The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord snorted coldly, and his eyes revealed Senhan: "Lest you have too many dreams at night." ”

The Daoist in front of him nodded, and the halo of light in his hand flowed, pressing on the light curtain.

The light curtain is split in two, one of which is constantly changing and turning into nothingness.

"Palace Master, Chaos needs 30 million Divine Crystals and 50,000 Blood Beads before he is willing to help us find Huang Zhenxiong."

The Taoist looked at the vain and empty picture in front of him and spoke in a low voice.

"Give it to him." The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord said.

As his words fell, a pillar of golden light appeared in front of him, and countless divine crystals and blood beads fell into it.

"My Tiangong will pay half of it first, and the rest will be given when the gambling game is settled."

The voice of the Heavenly Palace Palace Lord sounded.

There was a murmuring sound from the pillar of light, and then the light curtain changed to reveal a vast island.

On the island, there is a huge dragon.

It's not a blue dragon, it's all a demon dragon with long horns in black armor and four legs that shimmer with dark red and golden light.

"It turns out that this kid has the bloodline of the Ancient Flood Desolation Purgatory Blood Demon Dragon, no wonder he can run rampant in the God Realm in just a few hundred years and become the strongest among the younger generations."

The white-bearded old man beside the Heavenly Palace Palace Lord looked at the light curtain and whispered.

"Send a summons to Huang Zhenxiong and let him make a move and kill Han Muye."

The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord snorted.

The Daoist in front of him nodded, and the golden light in his hand flashed, turning into divine patterns and crashing into the light curtain.

After a few breaths, the Taoist's face froze.

"Palace Master, the Transmission Chaos will charge five million Divine Crystals and one Thousand Blood Beads."

"Give." The Heavenly Palace Palace Master couldn't bear to shake his hands.

In a moment, the golden pillar of light rose again.

In the light curtain, the Dao Fu culture fell for snowflakes, and a thousand-foot dragon poked out its long claws.

The pinnacle powerhouse among the Purgatory Blood Demon Dragons, the overlord among the Heavenly Desolate Beasts.

Catching the True Spirit Rune, a smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Dragon's mouth.

"Kill Han Muye?"

"Gotta add money."