Galaxy God Domain, that is the strongest existence in the Galaxy Universe.

It's like the Zhou Tian battlefield in the desolate universe.

These strong men, who don't know how many years to live, are all fighting in it.

In their hands, they have a flood desolate level war puppet battle armor, and even a universe-level war puppet battle armor.

When the golden handwriting appeared, everyone kept their mouths shut.

What is the purpose of the practice?

Of course, in order to be stronger, to stand in a higher position.

Whether it's an armor master, a puppet master, or a refiner, who doesn't want to step into the galaxy god domain and become an immortal existence in the end?

Being valued by the powerhouses in the Star River God Domain means that you have the possibility of stepping into the Immortal God Domain.

This is the envy of everyone.

"Master Han, your battle puppet combination refining method is actually valued by the powerhouses of the Divine Domain, it is true, it is enviable......" Bai Tingjun showed emotion on his face and spoke softly.

The others also turned their heads to look at Han Muye, with complicated expressions.

Although Han Muye knew what it would mean to be valued in the Divine Domain, he still asked with a smile.

Bai Tingjun said in a low voice: "The skills of our god-level refiners have basically reached the peak, and if you want to improve, just a Flood Desolate level battle puppet battle armor is not enough. ”

"If you can get in touch with those universe-level powerful treasures, not to mention refining, just repairing and observing them is a great opportunity."

If you don't enter the God Domain, you can't get in touch with more cosmic levels after all.

Han Muye nodded, looked around, and said with a smile on his face: "Since this patent cannot be sold for the time being, then in this way, I will disclose the low-level battle puppet combination means." ”

"I think for the powerhouses of the Divine Domain, they won't look down on the low-level battle puppet combination."

This time the refining weapon with great fanfare, Han Muye was not only to attract the attention of the powerhouses in the Divine Domain, but also to open up a source of wealth for Cold Moon City.

His words made the eyes of the refining powerhouses of all parties light up.

Many of the principals in the big cities also reacted immediately.

What the powerhouses in the Divine Domain can fancy must be the most profound and high-end refining methods.

Others, low-level, will not be taken aback.

But they need it.

Even the Void City needs these low-level war puppets to increase their overall strength.

"Master Han, this business can be discussed in detail."

"Haha, it's still Master Han who has a vision."

"Then it's up to the master to plan."

The group of god-level refiners slowly dispersed, and the surrounding aura also dissipated.

When Han Muye walked out of the main hall, Jin Hui and other powerhouses of Cold Moon City were already waiting outside the door.

"City Lord, all the losses and gains have been sorted out." Jin Hui took out a wooden box and held it in his hand.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to take it, and his mind was thrown into it.

There are a total of three complete Flood Desolation-level war puppets, and two that are extremely damaged.

There are also seven or eight other god-level and saint-level statues.

As for the loss, it is mainly the wear and tear of various formation bases when the large array is broken.

There is also the wear and tear of the golems.

In a battle with the other party, many of the war puppets were damaged of varying severity.

Han Muye put away the wooden box, raised his hand and waved, a pile of source stones, and some war puppet armor flew down.

"It's a reward for victory in the defensive battle."

"Also, I need to set up a war puppet refining workshop, and you can gather all the people who have the foundation of refining."

The rewards of those battle golems and source stones made everyone look surprised.

Han Muye accepted the Honghuang-level war puppet, and then handed the wooden box to the golden emblem.

"The rest of the war puppet armor, you can arrange it yourself."

It was not enough for him to show the atmosphere of the city lord alone, the elders of the Golden Emblem also had to take care of those cultivators in the city.

There are also many god-level war puppets and saint-level war puppets in this wooden box, which are very valuable.

Get it to the trading hall and let the Muyue War Puppet take it to trade, and you can exchange it for a lot of materials.

Han Muye put away the Flood Desolation War Puppet and did not go back to the main hall directly, but moved his body and flew out of Cold Moon City.

Come and don't be rude.

Since Goshawk City has come to attack Cold Moon City twice in a row, he must always say that he is right.

The figure went straight into the void, and he discerned the direction, and quietly found a route.

In the void, if there is no channel, you will never be able to catch up with each other.

Fortunately, Han Muye could see the memories in the battle puppet armor and quickly find the direction in which the three flying boats flew away.

"Your kid's attitude of refusing to suffer is worthy of recognition." In my ears, there was excitement in the voice of the golden bird.

Although there was no sound from the Chaos and Five Elements Divine Furnace, the intention was already obvious.

How can someone rush over and beat you twice in a row?

Those refiners from all sides, as well as the elders in the refiner alliance, are talking about sanctioning Goshawk City.

But just listen to these promises.

It's a real sanction, and it's also a matter of the Year of the Monkey.

What's more, borrowing people to retaliate, this kind of means, Han Muye can't look down on.

After traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, passing through a lot of voids, I finally saw the figures of three flying boats.

This doesn't feel far away, but in fact, it has passed through a lot of space, and if you don't have the correct channel guidance, you will miss one or two space nodes, and you will not be able to catch up in your life.

This is the difficulty of survival in the void, and it is also the reason why it is not easy for the loser to die when fighting in the void.

As long as you want to escape, it is difficult for outsiders to catch up.

Interestingly, at this time, the three flying boats were actually surrounding a flying boat, surrounded by several war puppets, and fought together.

"Is that intercepting the Void Caravan?"

A curious voice came from the Five Elements Divine Furnace.

The big caravans in the void naturally have the ability to connect all parties, directly sit on several large cities, and then use the power of the teleportation array to come and go freely.

However, the small trading houses in the big cities did not have enough financial resources and power, so they could only trade between nearby cities.

In order to save a lot of money on teleporter taxes, and also to trade some contraband, there are many small caravans in the void.

Usually one or two flying boats, shuttling through the surrounding void.

This kind of small caravan doesn't have too many masters, and it is already extremely strong to be able to control one or two Flood Desolation War Golems.

In front of the flying boat in front, a black Flood Desolation War Puppet and a Flood Desolation War Armor resisted the attacks of the four Flood Desolation-level war puppets.

The other god-level, saint-level battle puppet battle armors, had already surrounded the flying boat, and were about to break through and rush into it.

Han Muye smiled lightly, and his body turned into nothingness.

This is the blessing of the chaotic power, changing the rules of the space power, and completely covering his figure.

By the time he reappeared, he was already on the ship.

Anchored directly to space.

The flying boat was now in disarray, with large boxes full of supplies scattered.

There are more than 20 cultivators who control the Flood Desolation War Puppet, but not all of them are god-level, only a small half are god-level strength.

Such a manipulation force cannot be resisted.

"Quick, collect all the valuables, we're ready to give up the flying boat."

"The war puppet will shoot with all his might, and if he can't bear it, he will blow himself up, lead the patriarch back, and then the patriarch will take us to escape from the void."

The old man's voice resounded in the cabin, and seven or eight fifth- and sixth-level puppet masters wearing cyan armor armor walked briskly in the cabin.

"Be careful, don't detonate those Void Infinite Thunder, we'll need to pick it up when we escape."

Void Infinite Thunder.

Han Muye had heard of this thing.

A one-time soldier that can cause the power of the Void to become chaotic and cause space to collapse.

This kind of mine is expensive, and one is worth a saint-level war puppet.

Because of the huge destructive power, it was banned from being sold by all parties.

Han Muye also saw this transaction of Infinite Thunder in the trading hall of the Pantheon.

It's a pity that Cold Moon City's qualifications are not enough, and they can't buy this kind of thunder.

Seeing those cultivators carefully moving the wooden boxes on the shelves, Han Muye's figure was directly revealed, and he came in a flash.

"You're—"

The young man in green armor who had just stretched out his hand showed a look of horror on his face.

Han Muye smiled lightly, raised his hand, and all the big boxes around him disappeared.

Accepted.

"Enemy attack!"

Finally someone exclaimed.

Ahead, two god-level battle puppets and one saint-level battle armor rushed towards Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head, and as soon as his body moved, he flashed in front of those god-level imperial puppet masters.

"I'm not interested in killing you."

Han Muye glanced at the battle scene revealed on the light curtain in front of him, and then said lightly: "My target is them. ”

Above that light curtain, the caravan's desolate-level combat power was already in jeopardy.

Han Muye's words stunned the caravan masters who were about to make a move.

"Send a message to your patriarch, and I'll take action."

Han Muye's voice sounded again.

The god-level puppet masters who controlled the Flood Desolation-level war puppets looked at each other, and the white-haired old man sitting in front of them nodded and said, "If Daoist friends can help, I will definitely thank Qukong Trading Company." ”

Han Muye waved his hand, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, he was already wearing a black Flood Desolation battle armor and holding a golden war spear, appearing in the light curtain.

"Will he be able to do it?" Before the light curtain, a god-level puppet master whispered.

Even with the addition of this powerhouse who is obviously a god-level armor master, they are still at an absolute disadvantage.

There were only four Flood Desolation-level battle puppets dispatched on those three flying boats, and it is not known how many Flood Desolation-level battle puppets have not moved.

"If you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't do it, you can withdraw." The white-haired old man in the cabin shook his head and whispered.

"The patriarch has passed the word, and we are ready to abandon the flying boat."

Abandon the flying boat.

The powerhouses on the flying boat looked at each other and nodded.

"This person robbed us of the Infinite Thunder, and he should cut it off for us."

"Is it really easy to take the things of my Qukong Firm?"

Someone in the cabin chuckled.

Everyone else looked the same.

The faces of several god-level powerhouses in front of them were solemn, but when they controlled the war puppet outside the flying boat, their movements were obviously different.

This battle puppet quietly retreated, revealing Han Muye's figure.

Black armor, golden gun.

There is not much momentum on his body, but when he is quietly suspended in the void, there is a hint of strangeness.

A power that does not belong to the Flood Level.

The four war puppets besieging the caravan battle armor were stunned.

Behind, the god-level powerhouses sitting on the three flying boats all stood up, their faces showing horror and panic.

"It's him!"

"He's in pursuit!"

"Damn, just say you want to run quickly, you have to intercept this caravan."

"It's over, this guy is obviously not going to let us go......"

All the panic spread in an instant.

Among those flying boats, whether they were god-level or saint-level, they were all at a loss.

Han Muye's strength was what they had seen with their own eyes.

With one blow, the five Flood Desolation-level battle puppets were damaged.

The most important thing is that the war spear in Han Muye's hand is cosmic-level.

In the big city, they did not dare to let go of the war, and the power of the war spear had not yet been brought into full play.

Now in the void, the cosmic-level combat power exploded in full force, and the Flood Desolation level was vulnerable in front of it.

"Escape?"

"You can't escape, the cosmic-grade war gun can lock the space."

"Fight to the death, he may not have enough strength to control the war gun."

Before life and death, opinions were quickly unified.

In an instant, those god-level and saint-level battle puppet battle armors besieging the flying boat were retracted.

The other two war puppets that were originally hidden in the flying boat, as well as a strong man who controlled the flood desolation-level battle armor, flew out at the same time.

There are also three Flood Level!

The leader of the caravan, a strong man wearing a flood desolation-level battle armor, moved and flew away without hesitation.

He didn't even say hello, not even the people of his caravan.

Can't take it with you......

In the face of so many flood levels, it would be good if he could escape for his life.

Looking at the picture in the light curtain, those cultivators in the caravan flying boat were directly stunned.

What about retreating together?

What about getting out with the help of that fool?

In the end, they turned into fools......

"Patriarch, he-"

In the middle of the flying boat, someone whispered blankly.

"Patriarch, he's going to move the rescuers." The old man sitting in front of him let out a low sigh and stood up.

"Now, all the battles are under my command."

The old man's face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on the light curtain in front of him.

Move the rescuers?

In this vast void, where is the rescue?

Fool the little ones, right?

"Wholeheartedly control the Imperial Envoy Golem, or we will all die."

"If that man can help us resist for a little longer, we might have a chance to get out."

The old man roared as he controlled the golem with all his might.

At this time, the green tendons on his head rose up, gritted his teeth, and stared at the battle armor that had surrounded Han Muye in the light curtain.

It's impossible to get out.

I can only hope that the patriarch will flee away.

The other party is too powerful.

Seven Flood Desolation-level Battle Golem Battle Armors, and dozens of God-level and Saint-level War Golem Battle Armors.

Such a strong enemy will not be encountered once in the void in ten thousand years.

They were destined to be destroyed this time.

"Boom-"

The first to strike was the four war puppets that turned around and rushed towards Han Muye.

The body of the previous Honghuang-level war puppet turned into a thousand zhang and hit it with a punch.

The speed of the second war golem increased to the extreme, and the spear in his hand struck out with a crack that shattered space.

The three or four Flood Desolation-level war golems did not increase their speed, but expanded their defense to the maximum, and then carefully guarded the flying boat behind them.

The three desolate level combat forces that flew out from behind were connected to each other, urging the greatest strength.

In an instant, Goshawk City's desolate-level combat power began to be used.

This level of attention made the faces of those in the caravan's flying boat look like ashes.

It must have been since the patriarch of the family fled and caused the other party to be angry, so he directly killed him.

Who can withstand such an attack?

"It's over......"

That's what everyone thinks.

The Flood Desolation-level war puppet that was controlled by the god-level puppet master did not act again.

Obviously, after Han Muye was killed, it was their turn.

"Hum—"

In Han Muye's hand, the golden light on the spear lit up.

Behind him, an equally thousand-foot golden-armored warrior appeared in the shadows.

With the power of the wilderness, urge the cosmic-level war spear to win a decisive blow.

When he completely controlled the power of the battle armor and felt the power of the heaven and earth around him being swept away, Han Muye's battle intent was boiling.

"Kill—"

The war spear is like a dragon, and it is stabbed out with one shot!

(End of chapter)