"Hugh will hurt my father-"

A figure flew down and stood in front of Han Muye.

Da Luo Jin Xian.

The yellow fat tiger wearing a red battle armor is just a Da Luo Jin Immortal cultivator.

But the spear in her hand, the battle armor on her body, and the golden light swirling around her back are all heavy weapons among the immortal treasures.

Staring at Huang Zhenxiong, Huang Fat Tiger looked proud.

Huang Zhenxiong's eyes revealed joy and gentleness.

But this joy disappeared in a flash, and no one could see it except the yellow fat tiger.

"With such a little girl, I remember that this little girl is good at commanding the sword array, Han Muye's killer weapon is the sword array? Amusing. Outside the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, an elder shook his head.

The others were smiling.

The real duel between the strong depends on absolute strength.

Huang Zhenxiong has absolute combat power, and Han Muye's strength is not enough to borrow anyone's strength.

This is the world of cultivation, and everything has to be spoken by one's own strength.

"Hey, Han Muye is still timid, he actually wants to borrow the power of the formation." In front of a light curtain in the fairy world, someone shook his head and whispered.

Before, he could use his own combat power to fight against Huang Zhenxiong.

But now, I want to borrow power.

This is a collapse of the state of mind, and there is no courage to fight.

As a result, death is assured.

In the void, the phantoms seemed to be shaking their heads.

"Huang Zhenxiong, take action and kill them all." In the void, the voice of the Palace Master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace sounded.

At this moment, he is not afraid of suspicion.

Huang Zhenxiong showed enough strength.

Such a person will not object to becoming the leader of the heyday.

Those powerhouses of all parties on the battlefield of the Divine Realm Zhou Tian were also very satisfied.

Many of them have already passed down their divine thoughts and want to collect Huang Zhenxiong.

As for Han Muye, some people also offered to take it away, but the Heavenly Palace Lord ambiguously refused.

As long as Huang Zhenxiong kills Han Muye today, everything will return to the original arrangement of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

Moreover, this year's heyday is more exciting and exciting than every previous session.

The forces behind the Divine Source Heavenly Palace will also give more rewards.

"What a shame......"

Outside the light curtain, countless voices sighed.

But so what?

The ultimate winner is still the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

"Kill them?" Huang Zhenxiong raised his head, his expression revealing a hint of depression, and his eyes shone brightly, "You know, right? They're my dearest family and friends—"

"Add money, give you two opportunities to refine your body in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, if your strength rules can be refined twice in the Heavenly Palace, you will definitely be able to condense stronger rules." The voice of the Palace Master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace revealed relaxation.

This is a chip that no one can refuse.

Below, the elites of both sides who had already quit the war showed envy on their faces.

Heavenly Palace refining this kind of opportunity, but it is not something you want to have.

"Zheng Taiyuan!"

Huang Zhenxiong shouted, making all the light curtain pictures freeze instantly.

Zheng Taiyuan, the name of the palace master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

No one in the world dares to call him by his name!

Even those who have cultivated to the Immortal Venerable Realm and have become the most pinnacle powerhouse in the world only dare to call the Taiyuan Palace Master.

But at this time, Huang Zhenxiong actually called Zheng Taiyuan's name in front of thousands of cultivators and countless immortal and divine realm forces.

"Arrogance!"

"Arrogant!"

"What does he want to do......

Countless people stared at Huang Zhenxiong closely.

Huang Zhenxiong stretched out his hand to point to Han Muye and Huang Zhihu in front of him, and then stretched out his hand to himself.

"I, Huang Zhenxiong, am I going to hurt my siblings for some benefit?"

He turned his head, looked at all the immortal monarchs who followed him below, and said in a loud voice, "In your hearts, am I, Huang Zhenxiong, that kind of person?" ”

Everyone was stunned by this question.

How to take this script?

It's a great event.

Countless thousands of strong people in front of them.

You Huang Zhenxiong dare to face the powerhouse of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, and dare to call the name of the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace, but others don't dare.

At this time, he didn't even dare to speak.

"That's it!"

Huang Zhenxiong waved his hand, showing a hint of loneliness on his face.

"It's impossible for me Huang Zhenxiong to hurt my brother, let alone hurt my daughter." He said as he pulled out the spear in his hand.

"Fat Tiger girl, this spear is an innate treasure, and it is the gathering of all the power of a strong man in the wilderness."

"This treasure is in hand, not afraid of the Immortal Venerable."

As he spoke, he threw the spear to the Yellow Fat Tiger, and then grinned, "This is a good gift, isn't it?" ”

Gift.

Everyone looked at the scene in the picture with blank faces.

Because of this righteous daughter who was called out by Han Muye, Huang Zhenxiong chose to give up fighting again.

Not only that, but he also gave a spear that was invincible to the Immortal Venerable as a meeting gift to his niece, who had just met.

What a relief......

If anyone becomes Huang Zhenxiong's brother, it is definitely worth entrusting with his life.

Among the immortal monarchs who followed Huang Zhenxiong before, many of them had a light in their eyes.

The yellow fat tiger held the spear and did not speak.

Huang Zhenxiong laughed, waved his hand and said, "Let's go, Lao Tzu won't fight." ”

"Huang Zhenxiong, are you looking for death!" In the void, the furious voice of the Palace Master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace came.

Huang Zhenxiong raised his head, and there was an endless tyrannical aura surging on his body.

Behind him, a four-armed golem emerged.

"Zheng Taiyuan, Lao Tzu gave you face."

"Lao Tzu is now protecting my brother and directly becoming the leader of the heyday."

"Your Divine Source Heavenly Palace has suppressed hundreds of billions of divine crystals, Lao Tzu will see what you will pay back!"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, I want to help Brother Han Muye become the leader of the Prosperous Society, which of you is in favor and who is against?" ”

Approve?

Do you dare?

The palace master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace is estimated to have exploded by now.

Whoever dares to approve at this time is looking for death.

Oppose?

Do you dare?

Huang Zhenxiong is willing to support Han Muye to become the leader, and those immortal monarchs on the other side are already enthusiastic, and they are also looking for death if they oppose it at this time.

"Chu Zhentian!"

"Xiangliuyun!"

"He Jiyu!"

"Situ Hentai!"

"Strike and kill both of them."

"No matter what price you pay, the palace master promises that it will definitely be rewarded a hundredfold!"

The palace master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace roared.

In the light curtain, the Immortal Monarch and Immortal Venerable who were named all had solemn faces.

Beside them, those people consciously stepped out of the way.

"I, Chu Zhentian, have always been blessed by the Divine Source Heavenly Palace since I started my cultivation." The middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a jade belt around his waist stepped forward, his eyes revealing firmness.

On his body, a strong halo shone brightly, and the power of the divine soul and the rules he mastered seemed to burst out.

This is to self-destruct the soul and practice for a lifetime.

Looking at his resolute appearance, the other people had complicated expressions on their faces.

Two of them took a deep breath and lifted their feet slightly.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Chu Zhentian, your Divine Soul Imprint is left in the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, even if you fall here, you can be reborn and resurrected unscathed." ”

"You don't have to be so miserable, do you?"

The person who spoke stepped forward, looked around, and said loudly: "Chu Zhentian is the grandson of Elder Chu Nanyuan of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, and the Immortal Venerable of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace. ”

"How do you compare him to him?"

These words made the immortal venerables who raised their feet stunned.

"Xiangliuyun!" Chu Zhentian gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to point at the figure in front of him: "You traitor, coward!" ”

"You are also an Immortal Venerable from the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, and you are also a strong man among your peers, you would be so timid and afraid of death to surrender to a little Immortal Monarch!"

Flowing clouds.

Immortal Venerable from the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

The people around them took a step back.

As for those who were going to make a move, they suddenly had no intention of making a move.

Even the Divine Source Heavenly Palace's own people retreated and betrayed, and they still expected others to sell their lives?

No one is a fool.

"Chu Zhentian, you should know what the Immortal Venerable of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace is piled up."

Xiang Liuyun sneered, and then the divine light in his eyes shone: "My name is Xiang Ersheng now, and in my previous life, I have already dedicated myself to the Divine Source Heavenly Palace." ”

He looked at the sky in the distance, and there was a trace of the aura that belonged to the divine beast Golden Crow on his body: "You don't understand, that feeling of coming back from the dead is so mysterious. ”

No one cares how he says he dies or how mysterious.

All they saw was that the war that could have arisen slowly dissipated.

Those few Divine Realm Immortal Venerables who had gathered their fighting intent shrank back.

Chu Zhentian's complexion changed, and the power bursting out of his body began to turbulent.

"Want to make a move?"

Huang Zhenxiong snorted coldly and said, "You come and try." ”

He clenched his fists, the shadow of the golem behind him condensed.

The momentum that supported the sky directly oppressed and shook the surrounding heaven and earth, and cracks emerged one after another.

"Huang Zhenxiong, you are causing trouble for your sect, and the palace master sees that you can't return to the god realm!"

The Divine Source Heavenly Palace Lord in the void gritted his teeth and whispered.

Unfortunately, his threat pales in comparison at this point.

"Zheng Taiyuan, don't forget, as long as my brother becomes the leader of the Peak Society, the old foundation of your Divine Source Heavenly Palace will be stripped away."

"I don't believe it, your Divine Source Heavenly Palace has been scraped with hundreds of billions of divine crystals, and you can still sit firmly in the first place in the God Realm."

Huang Lao Liu roared loudly, and then said with a long smile: "If the three hundred great sects of the Divine Realm can't pull down your Divine Source Heavenly Palace if they can't pull down your Divine Source Heavenly Palace." ”

300 large quantities, 2 million years of planning!

It turns out that this time the heyday will be a conspiracy!

No wonder Han Muye would have made such a heavy bet, it turned out that all of this was a three-hundred-major sect

Behind the scenes, plot against the Divine Source Heavenly Palace!

After Huang Lao Liu finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye in front of him with a smile on his face.

Han Muye's face was relaxed, as if there was really such a thing.

Outside those light curtains, there was already a look of shock at this time.

What Huang Zhenxiong said was too shocking and too appalling.

However, no one dared to doubt that what he said was false.

Because, this is simply the best answer.

Only the big action of the three hundred major sects calculating the Divine Source Heavenly Palace can explain the heavy investment on Han Muye this time, as well as the reason why Han Muye came to the end of this round.

Behind Huang Zhenxiong, someone has already pointed out the arrangement.

As for the light curtains of those God Realm sects, countless people frowned.

What are the 300 sects that Huang Zhenxiong said?

Like, didn't bring your own sect to play with?

"Peng—"

In front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, Palace Master Zheng Taiyuan smashed the light curtain in front of him with a punch.

Far above the heavenly dome of Wu Tianzhou, a huge fist smashed down.

Huang Lao Liu laughed and flew up.

Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the sword light in his hand converged into a river.

Changhe slammed into the huge fist one step faster than Huang Lao Liu's fist.

This is the sect master of the first major sect in the Divine Realm, the top powerhouse in the Immortal Venerable Realm!

In front of countless people, the sword river where Han Muye gathered was shattered.

But the more it was broken, the more brilliant the sword light became.

The sword light and the fist actually formed a strange evenly matched.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

It turned out that Han Muye was so strong!

Even if they all knew that the Divine Source Heavenly Palace Palace Master had crossed countless worlds with his own strength, and broke through the power of the Great Array to attack Han Muye and Huang Zhenxiong.

But others don't look at that.

Everyone only looks at the sect master and powerhouse of the first sect in the Divine Realm, and he can't even take down an immortal monarch in the Immortal Realm.

The divine realm, it seems, is that the same?

Huang Zhenxiong laughed and threw a punch.

This punch collided with a punch in the void, causing the entire heaven and earth to collapse.

"Zheng Taiyuan, you have violated the law." Huang Zhenxiong smiled and spoke.

Sure enough, the whole world was in turmoil, and it seemed that it was about to shatter everyone in it.

But this power is more on Zheng Taiyuan's fist shadow that is about to dissipate.

The shadow of that fist turned into fragments, leaving only an extremely pure source power.

"Hum—"

Between heaven and earth, a huge phantom appeared.

Chaotic body.

The eyes opened and turned into pillars of light, enveloping all the people who participated in the grand meeting here.

Then, a phantasmal figure appeared in the pillar of light.

"This is, the fifth round?"

"Didn't you say that there was no fifth round?"

"What does that mean?"

In front of the light curtains, everyone looked confused.

Why is this happening?

"The rules of the heyday will be changed, the fifth round, refining the heart." The chaotic sound turned into a mighty sound, reverberating in the clouds.

In front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace Palace Master, who was originally full of anger, was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"The Great Array of Heart Refinement, the stronger the strength, the stronger the opponent."

"There is also this level, I see how a guy like Han Muye can get through."

"This chaos is a thanksgiving picture, and it is not in vain that my Heavenly Palace has been feeding me for so many years."

"After the heyday meeting, I want to see which sects are calculating my Divine Source Heavenly Palace!"

Sure enough, in the pillar of light where Han Muye was at this time, the figure that emerged was extremely powerful.

Every move and every style is full of endless power.

Moreover, in Han Muye's opinion, these moves were all extremely familiar to him.

These are all moves that he has practiced and has not cared about since then.

It turned out that I thought that I had become proficient in cultivation and had mastered the essence, but it was just an appearance.

This is the simplest move to provoke, and it can show unparalleled combat power.

"The power of the world, fast and ruthless, is only the appearance."

"The strength is strong, and it's only the second layer."

"It's the artistic conception, the rules, and it's not the end."

A punch was struck, and the phantom in front of him shattered, and Han Muye whispered in his mouth.

"Boy, there's only so much I can do to help you." The chaotic voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

"Those really strong men on the Sunday battlefield are already paying attention to you, and it's up to you how far you can go."

Source change app】

After Chaos finished speaking, the voice dispersed.

Among the countless pillars of light, more phantoms appeared.

Han Muye knew that the means shown by this big array were the same as the original law stage.

Face yourself.

Surpass yourself.

What genius hasn't seen those strong men in the Zhou Tian battlefield?

What they need is a true genius who can surpass themselves.

Of course, geniuses who can surpass themselves are extremely rare in the world.

Although Han Muye didn't need to take refuge with the strong people in the Zhou Tian battlefield, he knew that the world's tribulations were all driven by the strong people in the Zhou Tian battlefield.

Even if he started the tribulation in the Great Desolate Ruins Realm, the final result of the tribulation was still dominated by a pair of big hands.

He needed to have enough knowledge of the Zhou Tian Battlefield to ensure that the Great Wilderness Tribulation could become the master of the next Tribulation.

He, Han Muye, can not die in the calamity.

in order to ensure that the people you want to protect do not fall in the calamity.

"Boom-"

A second phantom appeared in front of him, and a long sword in his hand stabbed at him.

The swordsmanship of the Tianxuan Sword Gate, the Sanxuan Swordsmanship, is worry-free.

This sword was just a very low-level swordsmanship, but at this time, it actually gave Han Muye a sense of amazement.

Such swordsmanship already has its own artistic conception.

It's like a swordsman who kills people in ten steps, a thousand miles in an instant, and he has no worries if he has a sword.

Han Muye's long sword blocked this sword, and then the other party's figure had already dissipated.

As soon as his body moved, the sword in his left hand suddenly stabbed out.

"When—"

This was the first time that his left-handed sword had been directly blocked.

But Han Muye was not surprised.

Knowing that this was his own battle with himself, the fairy light on his body was shining, and the long sword in his right hand was slashed.

Short sword stab, long sword crack.

The combination of two swords, the sword light envelops the opponent.

At this moment, he Han Muye seemed to be incarnated as a sword spirit, and each sword revealed an incomparably agile brilliance.

The sword light intersects, and the shadow of each sword seems to break the heaven and earth.

"In the world, is there really such a kind of swordsmanship?"

"This son's swordsmanship has reached an unfathomable realm!"

"With this swordsmanship, the battlefield of Zhou Tian can also be obtained!"

Outside the countless light curtains, countless people whispered.

At this moment, Han Muye had forgotten that he was in the heyday.

It was as if he had returned to Jiuxuan Mountain.

Every swordsmanship is carried with piety.

He seemed to have returned to the years when he studied Ten Thousand Swords with Mo Yuan.

Deadwood.

The sword came out, and everything in front of him seemed to have gone through glory and withering.

But this dead wood is not rotten wood.

A sword comes out, the sky and the earth are clear, and the dead trees are like forests.

Withered, not rotten!

"Boom-"

In an instant, endless flames rose.

Wood, life, fire!

At this moment, the pillar of light where Han Muye was located directly turned into flames and soared into the sky.

"This son can be edified."

In the void, there seemed to be a divine thought vibrating.

It was the exchange between the strong men in the Zhou Tian battlefield.

"It's not just the rules of the flames, but also the perception of withering glory, which is also rare, at least for 300,000 years, there has not been a person who has surpassed his natural understanding."

More communication of divine thoughts, more phantom attention.

The flames in the pillar of light shone brighter.

"Boom-"

In the next moment, the flames rose again.

The halos are staggered, turning into a fire.

Five Xuan swordsmanship, beacon fire.

Every display of swordsmanship is a phantom that is killed.

Han Muye's sword in his hand became faster and faster.

"Hum—"

Not far away, a pillar of light shattered, and then that pillar of light superimposed on the pillar of light on Han Muye's body, and two phantoms appeared.

But the phantom had only appeared, and had been shattered by his sword.

The sword light is like a swimming dragon, and in the flickering moment, it crosses the mountains and rivers.

"Good judgment!"

"This person was really born for kendo!"

"With such a sword, I can see the true meaning of the sword!"

In front of the countless light curtains, one after another powerhouses set their eyes on Han Muye.

Many sects in the Divine Realm also had a hint of interest.

"If this is really the head of the treasure of the heyday, then if he can be included in the sect ......"

"If you offend the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, can't you make it?"

"Divine Source Heavenly Palace? If Han Muye can win the leader, they are afraid that they will not be able to take care of themselves! ”

……

Unconsciously, the phantom around Han Muye's body had reached the fifth realm.

Each one is a kind of swordsmanship.

So far, among those pillars of light, there are not many phantoms around him who have reached two paths, and only Huang Laoliu is the one who has three paths.

Five paths, it's unimaginable.

Han Muye's double swords in his hands were one against five, blocking all those phantoms, and he still had merit and defense.

Obviously, he was just sharpening his swordsmanship, and he didn't really lack the strength to slash these phantoms.

This kind of swordsmanship has never been seen before.

Outside the light curtain, there were also those figures in the void, all of whom were already staring at Han Muye.

As if sensing the attention of the surroundings, Han Muye's sword movement slowed down a little.

It's slow that everyone can feel.

But this slowness makes people have a clearer feeling.

He stabbed out with the sword in his left hand, pressing a phantom blade on the left side, a slippery stab, sending his long sword flying, and then the sword light slashed, slashing the chest of the other phantom.

His body moved, dodging the long sword behind his back, and then without looking at the sword in his right hand, he reversed and pierced the body behind him.

Three times with one sword, the sword kills.

At this moment, the sword was so agile that it broke through the spatial barrier.

"It's a strong ......"

In front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, someone couldn't help but whisper.

As the words fell, he changed color abruptly.

The strong people around him also looked ugly.

With this kind of swordsmanship, this Han Muye has already been at the top of the list.

What to do?

Everyone looked at the palace master.

A hint of darkness flashed in the Heavenly Palace Palace Master's eyes.

"This son, I can't stay."

He looked at the phantoms of those Zhou Tian battlefield powerhouses, and then gritted his teeth and said, "Take out the Heavenly Monument." ”

Heavenly Monument!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes widened.

"The Heavenly Monument is related to the opening of the next calamity, and it is a thing to suppress the luck of the Heavenly Palace......"

The elder who spoke bowed his head.

The heavenly monument, the sacred object, was originally carried by the divine beast.

But because of the amount of tribulation involved, the bloodline of the tyrant was almost completely wiped out.

There is also the Tongtian Immortal Venerable who was imprisoned in the depths of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, and he was fighting the idea of the Heavenly Monument at the beginning.

Another elder said in a low voice: "The Heavenly Monument is related to Tongtian Immortal Venerable, it is related to the calamity, the strong people in the Zhou Tian battlefield have already left words, but anyone who is related to the bloodline of Naba and the Zhentian Heavenly Monument will not be left." ”

"Prepare this Heavenly Monument, if it is true that Han Muye wins the leader of the Peak Meeting, he will mix the Heavenly Monument with the reward and send it to him." The Heavenly Palace Palace Lord sneered.

Looking at the light curtain, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"When he gets the Heavenly Monument, we will shoot directly."

"It's naïve to want my Divine Crystal gambling money from the Divine Source Heavenly Palace."

"Boom-"

In the light curtain, Han Muye slashed all the phantoms around him with a sword.

But before he could stop, several pillars of light merged around him, and then eight phantoms appeared.

From every direction.

At this moment, the two swords in his hands were slowly withdrawn.

With the power of the two swords in his hands, he can't stop the sword of the eight directions.

Just as his two swords were withdrawn, the pillars of light around him were turbulent, and the eight figures began to change.

Collect the sword.

"Boom-"

Han Muye punched out.

Breaking the Sky!