Space power is one of the most difficult forces in the world to control. Diaphragm

The rules of space are the rules that only the Dao of Heaven can completely control in the vast majority of heaven and earth in the world.

With the power of space, the end of the world is late, the end of the world is late.

In front of Han Muye, one after another streamers shone brightly.

At this moment, it was as if he had been countless miles away.

If he was teleported into the Void Land by the power of this great array at this moment, he would be lost in the Void, and even if he could find his way back, I don't know how long it would take.

The void is layered on top of each other, who can see the way forward?

At this time, what Han Muye had to do was to leave directly and fly out of this hall that had already stimulated the power of space. Diaphragm

But his body, suppressed by the regular power above the war spear, is now unable to move at all.

Although the war spear has no owner, this is a cosmic-level warrior that can suppress and kill the flood level powerhouse.

Even if there is no owner, it also has great power.

The body is suppressed, the space power bursts out, and it really wants to be teleported into the void?

Looking at the streamer in front of him, Han Muye let out a low sigh.

"Break—"

With this body drinking, a surging qi and blood power directly burst out on his body. Diaphragm

A dragon crocodile with a hissing head in the sky appeared.

This dragon crocodile is too long, and you can't see the head and tail at all, only see its long tail swinging gently.

"Peng—"

The space around Han Muye's body shattered instantly.

The power of the dragon crocodile!

The overlord of the ancient flood era, the invincible existence of the flesh!

What about space locking? Diaphragm

The invincible physical power shattered all the space around his body with just one shock.

Han Muye didn't have no way to break the power of space, but he was too lazy to move before.

"Boom-"

In an instant, around the main hall, countless streamers rose into the sky.

This is the appearance of the collapse of the formation base after the chaos of the space power.

This great array, which has been inherited for thousands of years, was directly shattered by the power of Han Muye's dragon crocodile!

The various suppressive treasures buried in the foundation of the formation all flew around. Diaphragm

Most of these treasures have been greatly depleted due to the collapse of the Great Array, and only a little strength remains.

But even so, each of these treasures is of such a high level that each one is very valuable.

Outside the big array, both the Golden Bird and the Chaos were suppressed by this scene.

"Obediently, this body is really the overlord of the Flood Wilderness."

"This guy, doesn't he have any shortcomings at all?"

Watching Han Muye suppress the power of space with the power of his physical body, Jin Zhu and Jin Bird both whispered.

In a burst of spiritual light, the spear in Han Muye's hand vibrate, as if he wanted to flee. Diaphragm

Obviously, this war spear has its own spirituality, and it feels the powerful power of Han Muye's body and wants to escape.

"Want to escape?"

Looking down at the spear, Han Muye chuckled.

He grasped it in his hand, and a burst of power burst out.

The phantom of the dragon crocodile dissipated behind him, but the physical strength was still there.

Directly activate the power of the flesh and suppress the power of the war spear.

There was a roar from the gun, but it was completely unable to move. Diaphragm

It's just an ownerless war spear, and it's not in the hands of a universe-level powerhouse, can it still turn the sky upside down?

At this time, he, Han Muye, had stimulated the strongest physical power in the Flood Desolation Universe!

The sword intent poured into the spear, and the golden light in Han Muye's eyes shone brightly.

Endless memories poured into his mind like a torrent.

There were too many memories, so that Han Muye's entire head began to shake, and it didn't recover until after three breaths.

In the picture in his mind, he saw an old man in a golden robe holding a golden sledgehammer in his hand, smashing it one by one.

Every blow is to cause the heavens and the earth to turmoil, and the clouds to surge. Diaphragm

"Guiding the way of heaven and earth into the instrument, this is the method of forging the way of heaven."

"This method hurts the foundation of heaven and earth, a great world of cultivation, and can only forge one handle."

"After the refining is successful, if you want to increase the strength in the soldiers, you still need the power of the Great Dao to feed."

"The best way is to put this soldier in other worlds to recuperate, and let him quietly absorb the power of the World Dao."

The refining process of cosmic-level soldiers is the process of feeding soldiers with heaven and earth.

The power of a world can only support one soldier.

Han Muye understood that the black hall around him was quietly extracting the power of hundreds of millions of miles of heaven and earth. Diaphragm

This is also the reason why within tens of thousands of miles, the power of heaven and earth has become weaker and weaker, and the aura has become thinner, and it has become a desert for countless miles.

The reason why there are no strong people in Tacheng and other cities is because the soldiers who are nurtured in this jade pottery city continue to draw the power of heaven and earth.

No wonder the pantheon didn't dare to appear openly in the world.

No wonder the big forces on all sides don't want to see the Pantheon.

This kind of means of extracting the power of heaven and earth to warm up the soldiers is not allowed by any force.

Han Muye also finally understood why the Flood Desolation-level battle armor and battle puppet were the limit of the world, and the universe-level had never seen it.

Because of the cosmic-level battle armor and battle puppets, I am afraid that it will take countless worlds to warm up one. Diaphragm

Even the galaxy universe can't raise many such war puppet armors.

Even, it is possible that the decline of the galaxy universe is related to the cosmic-level battle puppet armor.

Han Muye stood in place, the war spear in his hand trembling slightly.

All around, endless spiritual light flew in all directions.

"There, there's a treasure!"

"At least a treasure trove has been discovered!"

In the space, everyone turned their heads to look at Han Muye's location. Diaphragm

The strong men who were originally fighting with He Yangsun glanced at each other, and they all turned around and left.

He Yangsun's eyes showed a fine light, he was no longer entangled, his body moved, faster than these people, and rushed towards Han Muye's location.

The long knife in his hand carried a brilliant sword light, and the battle puppet sword behind him turned into wings.

Yan Ke'er groaned and chased after him.

"Boom-"

He Yangsun arrived not far from Han Muye in just a moment, and saw Han Muye not moving in the streamer, holding a war spear in his hand, and his face showed joy.

The war spear has already been obtained by Han Shi! Diaphragm

He turned around directly, the long knife in his hand raised.

Several figures had already rushed over.

Some people reached out to grab those scattered treasures, and some people looked at Han Muye, and rushed directly to Han Muye, wanting to snatch the war spear.

"Get out."

The sword light in He Yangsun's hand exploded, slashing the three seventh-level cultivators into the air.

This time, he didn't spare his hand, the two battle puppets broke directly, and the seventh-level imperial puppet master who followed behind spat blood and retreated.

The battle armor on the other seventh-level armor master shattered, and his entire body was knocked out of thousands of feet by a blow, and his muscles and bones were shattered. Diaphragm

He Yangsun raised the long knife in his hand and pointed forward.

He didn't speak again.

His sword is his mind.

"Thorn-"

A long arrow flew down and stabbed straight at He Yangsun.

This arrow light made Yan Ke'er, who followed her, change his complexion.

"Be careful, this is an armor-piercing golden light arrow!" Diaphragm

Yan Ke'er let out a low shout.

The Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow is an extremely famous Armor-Piercing Arrow that can shatter a level 8 armor with a single blow.

After this bolt of light, several more long arrows flew out.

This armor-piercing golden light arrow is not cheap, one is 500,000 yuan coins.

He Yangsun did not retreat.

The long knife in his hand was raised, and a mysterious and brilliant sword light slashed down.

His sword skills are the guidance of Han Shi's god-slaughtering war puppet. Diaphragm

Fast.

Permit.

"Smack-"

The blade light slammed into the edge of the long arrow, and it cracked into two pieces.

This knife directly frightened Yan Ke'er.

How fast is the Armor-Piercing Golden Light Arrow?

Such an arrow can be cracked with a knife? Diaphragm

He Yangsun didn't stop at all, and the knife in his hand and the war puppet behind him shot at the same time.

With each crack, a long golden arrow was cracked into two pieces.

When the sword light in his hand dissipated, all the long arrows in front of him disappeared.

"Good swordsmanship......" Yan Ke'er said in a low voice, and turned her gaze to the direction behind He Yangsun.

There, Han Muye, who was holding a spear in his hand, stood still.

The spear in the hand of this Master Han is the powerful existence that even the war puppet of his own Mingwu town and city, the war puppet left by the ancient era, has had his arm cut off with a single blow.

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Such treasures, Yan Ke'er was also excited. Diaphragm

But she didn't do it.

As the young city lord of Mingwu City, she had come into contact with her own Zhencheng war puppet.

Even if you cut off an arm, its great power is not something you can get close to.

These powerful war puppets and soldiers have no strength, and they don't even have the qualifications to get close.

Master Han was able to hold the Heaven Killing Battle Spear in his hand at this time, which showed that his strength was absolutely unimaginably strong.

"Peng—"

An eighth-level imperial armor master was slashed by He Yangsun's long knife, and the battle armor on his body was shattered. Diaphragm

But in the next moment, several eighth-level powerhouses rushed over.

Yan Ke'er frowned, raised her hand, and her war puppet rushed out.

"Boom-"

Her golem blocks a black-armored golem.

At the moment when her war puppet slashed down, the war puppet that was originally disguised as a level seven had to attack with all its might.

Level 9!

A ninth-level war puppet was going to quietly attack He Yangsun. Diaphragm

He Yangsun and the battle puppet long knife on his side shot out to block those eighth-level powerhouses, turned his head to look at Yan Ke'er, and nodded slightly.

Yan Ke'er resisted a ninth-level powerhouse, and He Yangsun was entangled with several eighth-level powerhouses.

He stood in place, not taking a step back, blocking Han Muye behind him.

"Rush over and grab the gun!" Someone drank low, and then turned into a flowing wind to bypass He Yangsun and go to Han Muye's location.

He Yangsun's eyes revealed a golden light, and his two knives slashed out, and then flew to block the figure that rushed towards Han Muye.

At this moment, two black war puppets flew out, and the spears in their hands stabbed out towards He Yangsun's head.

Level 18, level 19! Diaphragm

The eighth-level battle puppet blocked He Yangsun's way, and the spear stabbed at his forehead.

A ninth-level war puppet spear appeared on the back of his head, and Sen Han directly exploded above the spear.

At this moment, He Yangsun seemed to be in a desperate situation.

Yan Ke'er's complexion changed greatly, and it was too late to go to the rescue.

He Yangsun clenched the double knives in his hands, and at this time he did not hide at all, and slashed forward.

"Boom-"

Behind him, the battle puppet with the long knife in his hand cutting through the void stood in front of the ninth-level war golem. Diaphragm

This sword couldn't stop a ninth-level powerhouse.

The blade only slightly hindered the speed of the spear's forward stab, and it had already been provoked.

The cyan spear was just a shining light, already piercing He Yangsun's shoulder on the shoulder.

The spear penetrated through the body.

The eighth-level powerhouse who was blocking He Yangsun in front had already been slashed back.

He Yangsun didn't look back, and slashed directly at the rear.

The moment his blade slashed, the golem who had been stabbed in the shoulder by a shot suddenly raised his arm and held the spear that had pierced into his body. Diaphragm

The face of the puppeteer who controlled the ninth-level war puppet changed drastically.

The cooperation between He Yangsun and his own war puppet has reached an unimaginable level.

This is simply the unity of man and puppet!

This is the realm that the puppeteer in the world wants the most, and the puppet and the puppet master have the same heart.

Yan Ke'er was also envious.

"Peng—"

He Yangsun's long knife knocked back the ninth-level battle puppet, and the spear broke. Diaphragm

He was about to turn when several figures rushed towards him, and then swords and spears fell.

"Boom-"

A swarthy fist poked out from behind He Yangsun, knocking away all the figures that rushed towards him with a single punch.

A trace of golden-red light flashed on the body of the God Butcher War Golem, and the essence in his eyes flashed away.

His body moved, and he directly broke through the void and appeared in front of an old man in a black robe.

The old man's face changed, and the black armor on his body covered his body.

Level 9! Diaphragm

This old man is clearly also level nine, but he is hidden here.

Obviously, there is a plan.

The God Butcher War Puppet shot directly and didn't give him a chance at all.

"Peng—"

Covered with black armor, the old man raised his hand and stabbed out with his long sword.

But the long sword shattered directly under the punch of the God Butcher Battle Puppet.

The old man's body also shattered. Diaphragm

This blow made everyone around stunned.

A ninth-level powerhouse, shattered with one blow!

He Yangsun's figure was stunned, standing there, his eyes revealing horror.

Yan Ke'er covered her mouth, for fear that she would exclaim in surprise.

A ninth-level powerhouse can't even block a single blow!

It's not unstoppable, it's a one-hit kill.

This kind of strength is a holy level? Diaphragm

Saint level, you can't kill level nine so easily, right?

The strong people around him who were about to make a move against Han Muye all retreated in panic at this time.

Too strong!

The blow of the God Butcher War Puppet made everyone dare not score another half a point.

Although the treasure is good, it must be taken with life.

In mid-air, two figures flew down.

Xu Chengjia, a ninth-level powerhouse, had a gloomy face. Diaphragm

Beside him, an old man in a gray robe also looked solemn.

"You pestered him for three breaths." The gray-robed old man whispered, then his body moved, and he rushed towards Han Muye.

At the moment of the old man's action, Xu Chengjia also reached out, and the Dao Streamer struck the God Butcher War Puppet and turned into chains.

Entanglement is not a fight.

It's a little easier.

Seeing the gray-robed old man rushing towards Han Muye, He Yangsun raised his hand and slashed out with a long knife.

But he slashed into the air. Diaphragm

With a flicker, the old man had already passed through the streamer in front of him and landed in front of Han Muye.

It's not that he has survived with his own cultivation, but that he himself has mastered the power of this great array!

In front of Han Muye, he raised his hand, and a golden-gray streamer exploded in his palm.

"Hum—"

The large array that had already been shattered flashed the last trace of light, pressing towards Han Muye's head.

"Let Ben Sheng see what kind of ability you have, dare to fight the idea of killing the sky and fighting the spear." The gray-robed old man led the remnants of the large array of strength and smashed it on the top of Han Muye's head, with a trace of coldness on his face.

That halo was like a cage, imprisoning Han Muye in it. Diaphragm

The power of the great array can suppress god-level powerhouses!

The gray-robed old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear in Han Muye's hand.

It was only when the palm of his hand grasped the body of the spear, and his face changed drastically.

"Peng—"

His entire arm shattered!

The power on the war spear made his arm shatter directly, and his muscles and bones were shaken.

"Holy level?" Han Muye raised his head, looked at the old man's pale face, and said, "It's up to you, you're not qualified enough to take this war gun, right?" "Ahh

He looked up at the void in front of him.

"Since you're here, let's make a move."

"Otherwise, I'll take this spear with me."

As his words fell, the void in front of him, the palm that had been golden suddenly pressed down.

Flood, war puppet!