716, the inheritance of the flood to the galaxy

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. 閨

Han Muye has been looking for a long time in the galaxy universe, isn't it just for this desolate-level war puppet armor?

At this time, there were at least five desolate level war puppet remnants in front of him, each of which was a thousand feet high, and the body was frozen like a mountain.

These war puppets have been here for countless years, and no one controls them, and they can't control them anymore.

Cold Moon City didn't have enough god-level puppeteers, nor did it have enough god-level refiners.

These broken golems are placed here, constantly dismantled and assembled on top of other low-level golems.

From the memory of the war puppet equipped with an imitation of the Honghuang-level arm, Han Muye saw the shadows of various war puppets in this square.

So he didn't want to wait any longer and went straight to Cold Moon City. 閨

Such a good thing as a flood war puppet can only disassemble parts?

It's a tyrannical thing!

How good are the remnants of these desolate level war puppets to take for themselves?

"Who!"

"Kill!"

Several voices sounded, and the clouds around Cold Moon City instantly stirred.

A god-level war puppet and god-level battle armor appeared, blocking the space around Han Muye's body. 閨

A powerful force slammed into the void, causing the surrounding void power to turn into colorful streamers.

The Great Array of Cold Moon City was activated, so that the movement here would not escape and let other places know.

Han Muye didn't move.

He waited until all the blockades were complete before a smile appeared on his face.

"Boom—"

A slightly broken puppet flies down.

The golem's shoulder armor had a large piercing wound, and one arm glowed with a golden halo. 閨

"It's Zhao Quan's war puppet!"

"He is the one who killed Zhao Quan!"

The roar of rage in the square echoed with the sound of the golems activating.

Several ninth-level battle puppets flew towards Han Muye.

At the ninth level, the speed and strength are already extremely strong, and with the suppression of the large array of power here, the space around Han Muye's body has been absolutely locked.

Even a strong man who is good at the power of space can't escape in this square.

Provoke Cold Moon City and kill the elders of Cold Moon City, this person will die! 閨

On Han Muye's arm, the golden spear mark trembled.

It seems that he wants to fight.

"Little one, do you think he can use you?" There was a banter in the golden bird's voice.

The gold beads on the side also came out with hehehe's laughter.

The golden spear sigil was a little confused.

There are so many god-level powerhouses, and there are even those who are not inferior to that god-level war puppet, so many enemies, they don't need war guns?

"Hum-"

Snatched from Zhao Quan's hands, a trembling body came from the broken war puppet.

The battle puppet activated, and the evil qi and blood aura all over its body were intertwined, making the surrounding body shine with a streamer.

In the hand of the war puppet, a long knife with a cold light swung down.

The puppet was too badly wounded, and his movements were already a little uncoordinated.

The action of the knife is a bit deformed and weird.

But the speed of this sword light was extremely fast, and it slashed at the first god-level battle puppet that rushed forward with one sword.

"Thorn-"

The long knife pulled a streamer on the puppet's body, and then with the power of this sword, the figure stepped back.

The beheaded war puppet was slightly stunned, and there was no major damage on his body except for a shallow trace.

"He's not as strong as he thinks!" The god-level puppeteer who controlled the war puppet let out a low sigh.

It's not as strong as you think, so there's no need to be afraid.

All the golems and the armorers who were already covered in armor swarmed up.

The broken puppet was armed with a long knife and retreated as it fought.

"Hum-"

The spear mark on Han Muye's arm vibrated and turned into a phantom and flew to the side.

He really couldn't wait.

With so many god-level powerhouses, you can have a good fight!

There was a chuckle from both Goldbird and Chaos on the side.

The old man who had been transformed by the Five Elements Divine Furnace stroked his beard and shook his head slightly.

The Spear Phantom was a little dazed.

What did you do wrong? 閨

"Look at his broken war puppet, although he is retreating, has he been hit?" The voice of the golden bird came.

Hit?

No.

The puppet's body movements are deformed because of its broken bones, but when it retreats, every step is just right.

Whether it's the opponent's puppet or the armorer's armor, every blow falls in the air.

The Skykiller Spear was a little surprised.

What kind of manipulation is this? 閨

Under the siege of dozens of god-level powerhouses, can you still dodge so accurately?

"Look again, every time he makes a move, he lands there." The Five Elements Divine Furnace also spoke.

The Broken War Golem is very messy.

Either to one side or to the other.

But as long as you shoot, you can hit it.

Moreover, if you look at it a few more times, you will find that he only splits the four war puppets in front of him.

What's even more terrifying is that the position of each of his slashes has a trace of overlap with the previous knife marks. 閨

The most terrifying thing is that between the overlapping knife marks, there is a trace of sword light imprint superimposed, and the position of this superposition is the position where each knife has been cut off before.

In other words, it seems that there are dozens of knives or chops or slashes, but in each knife, there is a point that is overlapped and hit.

The broken war puppet roamed the square, and the traces of the knife became more and more messy, as if it could not be stopped at all.

Half an hour later, the puppet was finally stabbed by a bolt of gun.

At this time, the sword light of the war puppet was no longer the four war puppets before the split, and several war puppet battle armors had been replaced.

The sword light converged, and was enveloped by a snares of streamers.

At this time, the war puppet has been broken to the point of no return. 閨

An arm had been severed, and half of his body had been shattered.

The body was covered with scars, and all the outer armor was broken.

"Bang-"

A spear pierces the golem's body, immobilizing it in place.

The war puppet was completely destroyed, and there was no power to resist.

The powerhouses of Cold Moon City in the square did not feel the slightest excitement, but all of them had solemn faces.

So many of them joined forces to defeat this war puppet. 閨

But this war puppet is not the war puppet controlled by the person who invaded Cold Moon City, but the war puppet of Zhao Quan.

What kind of puppet master can control other people's war puppets, and he can resist dozens of god-level powerhouses by himself?

So how powerful would he be if he controlled his own war puppet?

I don't dare to think about it.

So when the broken war puppet was crucified, everyone immediately wanted to look at Han Muye, who finally emerged from behind the war puppet's body.

The spear phantom vibrated again.

This time, it's his turn, right? 閨

It's a pity that Han Muye seems to have completely ignored his existence.

Glancing around, Han Muye smiled and whispered, "The formation here is really good."

"I can do it once with confidence......

Rest assured.

As his voice fell, behind him, endless sword light rose.

After being in the Galaxy Universe for so long, he almost forgot that he was a sword cultivator.

The sword light rose and instantly shone brightly. 閨

The dazzling light tore through the void in front of him and pierced directly into the body of each war golem and battle armor.

No one could stand in the way of his sword.

The power of the divine soul and the physical body are combined, and each of these sword lights is blessed by the power of the rules.

In this cosmic world where there is no suppression of the power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of rules can be exerted to the maximum.

Each sword light can directly defeat an Immortal Venerable powerhouse.

The god-level cultivators in the galaxy universe, if they control the Flood Desolation War Puppet, their combat power will surpass that of the Flood Desolation Universe Immortal Venerable.

Just a Flood Desolation-level war puppet can sweep through the Immortal Venerable. 閨

But without being in charge of the Flood Desolation War Puppet, the combat power of these god-level is not stronger than that of ordinary Immortal Venerables.

Even, it can only be stronger than Xianjun, but it is not an opponent of Xianzun.

Originally, Han Muye thought that the saint-level Imperial Armor Master Imperial Puppet Master could sweep the Immortal Monarch realm.

Later, he realized that without the Flood Desolation-level battle puppet battle armor, the god-level strength in the galaxy universe was much weaker than he imagined.

The most important reason for this is that the cultivation of the galaxy universe has declined too much.

Back then, the flood level battle armor battle puppets stepped through all the universes, and the universe-level war puppet battle armor pressed the formation, crushing the world on one side, how strong was the galaxy universe at the beginning?

The sword light struck out, and each sword light stabbed at the place where the long knife fell before. 閨

That is, at the point where countless knife marks overlapped before.

As if breaking through tofu, each sword light pierced straight into the body of the war puppet armor.

These sword lights, each of which is extremely lethal.

Piercing into the point where the knife marks had overlapped before, the sword light exploded.

All the golems did not move for a moment.

All the armor was blown apart, and the armorer who controlled the armor retreated with a pale face.

The Sky-Killing Spear roared in horror. 閨

This swordsmanship is ridiculously strong.

Han Muye smiled and looked at those Cold Moon City powerhouses who had been defeated by a single sword.

He raised his hand and lightly pressed it on the body of a Honghuang-level war puppet beside him.

"Hum—"

A gentle sound of tremor sounded, and the memory of this war puppet appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The memory is long and vast.

Very unexpected. 閨

From the memory of this war puppet, he actually saw the shadow of the desolate universe.

This is a war puppet that participated in the conquest of the Flood Universe back then!

The one who refines the golem is a powerful alchemist.

At that time, there were many such powerful refiners in the galaxy universe.

At that time, the galaxy universe conquered one cosmic civilization after another, bringing back all kinds of precious spiritual materials in them and making them into various high-grade parts.

The war puppet of the Flood Wilderness level is not the peak, but the beginning.

What all powerful refiners pursue is to create a cosmic-level war golem or battle armor. 閨

The Flood Desolation-level war puppet armor is only used to conquer all universes.

Many refiners rushed into the universe with the Imperial Golem Master and the Imperial Armor Master, and after conquering, they left behind the parts of the cosmic-level soldiers or armor and war golems they had refined.

Because this battle puppet armor needs the warmth of the cosmic world.

A big world can only raise one cosmic-level soldier.

But those refiners couldn't wait.

At the cost of the collapse of the world, they warmed their weapons and their battle armor bodies in the great worlds of the universe.

In the memory of this war puppet, he saw the demise of at least three cosmic civilizations. 閨

In other words, at least three cosmic-level war golems and soldiers were fed.

The desolate world has also been warmed up with a soldier.

Not a handle.

It's a cosmic war puppet, placed in two places. Together, they are complete puppets.

One, among the heads of dragons and crocodiles.

One statue, somewhere on the battlefield of Sunday.

The head of the dragon crocodile is in Kungo. 閨

Kunwu is a remnant of the desolation, and I thought that the slow dissolution of the desolate qi was due to the dissolution of the Great Dao.

It turned out that it wasn't.

It's because that cosmic-level battle puppet body extracted Kungo's origin.

In the memory of the remnants of this desolate-level war puppet on the square, there are several other cosmic-level war puppets

Where the soldiers hide.

The refiner that this war puppet followed was a powerful man who could refine a cosmic-level war puppet.

This powerhouse and his puppeteer, the Imperial Armorer, are also members of the Pantheon.

Later, as someone discovered that the people in the Pantheon were secretly cultivating cosmic-level war puppet soldiers in the galaxy universe. 閨

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

In the end, the original galaxy universe fell apart, and the strong ones each controlled their own big cities and fell into the void.

The ruined galaxy world is in ruins.

Except for some ancient remnants who were willing to stay in the Great Star World, everyone else went to the Great City in the Void.

But between the big cities, the fighting was even more fierce.

Many large cities have fallen in the struggle for resources.

Cold Moon City is one of them. 閨

The Pantheon also had to disappear, leaving only the Temple of Trading.

Most of the powerhouses in Cold Moon City fell in the battle.

Some of their puppet armor remained and placed in the square.

In the end, the powerful refiner didn't know if he would leave or fall, and anyway, there was no one in Cold Moon City to inherit his legacy.

In other words, Cold Moon City actually has no owner.

Slowly retracting his palm, looking at those frightened Cold Moon City powerhouses, Han Muye smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance."

"Let's see what it's like for god-level powerhouses to join forces to control the Flood Desolation-level war puppet." 閨

The reason why god-level powerhouses are powerful is that they can control the flood desolate level war puppets.

These powerful war puppets of the ancient inheritance can shatter the heavens and the earth with a single blow.

Those god-level powerhouses glanced at each other, and there were cascading divine lights shining on their bodies.

"Boom—"

Behind them, a bright moon rose from the black hall.

The bright moon is like a wheel, and it flies down on the square in an instant.

The bright moon swirled, condensing into a black-armored war puppet. 閨

The body of the war puppet was no more than eight feet tall, and he held a long sword in his hand, and his face was no different from that of a human.

The refining of this war puppet is extremely fine.

The battle puppet pointed forward with his long sword and looked at Han Muye.

Behind the battle puppets, it can be seen that the power of the divine souls on the bodies of those god-level royal armor puppet masters is urging to the extreme.

It was the divine soul power of these people that supported the actions of this Flood Desolation-level war puppet.

"Flood Golem."

"A true Flood Golem." 閨

Han Muye was beside him, and a voice whispered.

"Let me go." The golden bird flutters its wings.

"Shall I play?" There was a hint of longing in the chaotic gold orb.

"Ahem, actually, I can fight too." The old man transformed by the Five Elements Divine Furnace puffed up his chest.

The sky-killing spear vibrated and wanted to burrow into Han Muye's palm.

It's just that Han Muye didn't pay attention to them at all.

On his body, a set of black armor appeared. 閨

Flood Warframe!

When he Han Muye was in the Ruins Realm, he got a set of Flood Desolation Battle Armor.

The armor was broken.

Later, this armor was repaired by him with the body of a cow, and not only has it been restored, but its strength has increased a lot.

A layer of blood-colored light armor covers the armor.

This is the power of the bloodline array, in order to consolidate the power of the battle armor.

A black long sword appeared in Han Muye's hand. 閨

This is the long sword condensed from his true spirit bones.

A long sword that surpasses the convergence of a hundred divine patterns and is sealed by the power of the town.

Cosmic warriors.

The Sky Killer seemed stunned by this scene.

I thought I was Han Muye's dependence.

Now look at it, wouldn't it be nice not to be a burden?

Is it yourself, climbing? 閨

"Boom—"

Three sky-supporting long swords appeared around Han Muye.

Immortal Sword

Peerless Sword.

Trap Immortal Sword.

Han Muye's Sword of the Yuan Shen was revealed for the first time outside the desolate universe.

This is also the first time that he has sent all the swords of the original god together. 閨

"Hopefully, you'll make me happy."

Looking at the desolate level war puppet in front of him, Han Muye whispered to himself, his voice revealing a bit of suppressed excitement.

"This kid, it's going to be real." The golden bird's voice was also full of excitement.

"The inheritance of the desolate world is no worse than the galaxy universe." The chaotic voice was full of unwillingness and expectation.

"Boom—"

The sword light converged, and it slashed down with a roar.