What's above the Flood?

Cosmic level.

In the galaxy universe, there is a transcendent flood level.

But that's not accessible to ordinary people at all.

Although Feng Jiutian was the young city lord of Fengge City, he was not qualified to see what the universe level was.

A great void city like Fengge City has not yet been suppressed by a universe-level treasure.

Feng Jiutian had heard his father say that only those big cities that could run rampant in the void could have cosmic-level power.

With cosmic-level power, you may be implicated in the Divine Domain.

God's Domain, that's the true land of eternal life.

Looking at the huge war puppet in front of him, Feng Jiutian's eyes revealed endless crystals.

Could it be that Han Mu is from the Divine Domain?

And only in this way can everything be explained!

Only Han Mu was from the Divine Domain to explain why Dean Zhao Qiyang wanted to trade with him.

Only this explanation can make sense why Han Mu has such a strong strength and such an unimaginable refining method.

It must be so!

Thinking through this, Feng Jiutian no longer hesitated.

His father had said that as long as he could get in touch with the powerhouses in the Divine Domain, it would be worth it even if he gave up the position of the city lord of Fengge City.

"Okay." On Feng Jiutian's body, the power of the divine soul gathered and poured into the war puppet in front of him.

"Hum—"

The whole puppet began to stir, and then, the figure began to move.

Feng Jiutian originally thought that this battle puppet would be extremely difficult to control.

But when he really controlled it, he found that this war puppet was not difficult to control.

"Hum—"

The golem shook and threw a punch.

Ahead, the Flood Desolate War Golem that had already rushed in front of him also raised his hand, and a cyan sword light collided with the battle puppet fist shadow.

No roar, no explosion.

The cyan sword light shattered directly, and then turned into nothingness in the void.

Immediately after, the Flood Desolation-level war puppet fell backwards, smashed through the void, and then lost out of nowhere.

With one blow, a Honghuang-level will be directly defeated!

Standing behind the battle puppet, Feng Jiutian's eyes were full of crystal light.

This is the power beyond the Flood Level!

He finally understood why Han Muye wanted to say that if he gave up today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Without controlling such pure power, without the suppression of the rules of perception, he would never know what was above the flood.

That's not something that can be done by stacking forces at all.

That's the rule of power!

Rules.

This is a force that is rarely mentioned in the galaxy universe.

It turns out that the real power is to control the rules!

The golden puppet figure rushed towards the battlefield ahead.

Over there, several figures also rushed over.

Flood level.

Face the Flood Level.

Not only Feng Jiutian, but also those who controlled this huge war puppet together and integrated their own power into the battle puppet, the Imperial Puppet Master, and even the Refiner.

At this time, they were united with the huge war puppet force in front of them, feeling a power that they could not control in this life.

Even if it is a casual blow, the power operation of this war puppet and the analysis of the power level make them infinitely useful.

Feng Jiutian controlled the war puppet, and a pale cyan flame rose in his palm.

The flames turned into a snare, blocking those desolate-level war puppets in front of them.

"It's the Ice Phoenix Divine Flame of Fengge City!"

"Fengge City has really joined forces with Zhuyang City!"

"We've been fooled!"

Ahead, a panicked roar came.

Feng Jiutian's Divine Flame represents himself and Feng Ge City.

As long as he makes a move, whether he admits it or not, Feng Gecheng has to admit it.

Two great cities join forces!

Liang Xucheng was fooled.

Looking at those fleeing war puppets, Feng Jiutian did not hesitate anymore, urged his divine flame to the extreme, condensed into a spear, and swept the void in front of him.

Now that he has made a move, there is no way out, so he goes all out.

This feeling of urging a quasi-universe-level war puppet may be the biggest opportunity in his life.

Several Flood Desolation-level war puppets did not dare to directly confront this spear, so they could only wander and fight.

This side has drawn the flood famine-level force, so that on the battlefield ahead, the battle situation has slowly changed.

This war puppet represents not only itself, but also a force.

"Boom-"

Ahead, with a roar, a golden war golem rushed out and stood in the void.

"Yang Yusheng casts Yang City on my behalf, thank you Fengge City for your help——"

A voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The surrounding void shook.

Yang Yusheng, the city lord of Zhuyang City, is a supreme powerhouse at the god level of the Flood Desolation.

As the voice of the city lord of Zhuyang City sounded, in the distance, there was a Dao spiritual light turbulence.

"Haha, my Fengge City and Zhuyang City are in the same breath, of course I want to come."

"Liang Xucheng is just a clown, and he dares to come here!"

A golden golem burst out of the void and ran towards the warband.

The war puppet of Fengge City!

The army of Fengge City is waiting in ambush in the void.

Watching the Fengge City army that joined the battle group one by one and rushed towards Liang Xucheng, Liang Qiyuan, who was standing behind Han Muye, had a solemn expression.

The others also looked extremely complicated.

If today's situation is lost to Casting Yang City, then the powerhouses of Fengge City will not hesitate to rush forward and kill their people in Casting Yang City.

It can't be said that Fengge City has no morality.

From beginning to end, Fengge City was just the one who chose to win.

Of course, because of Feng Jiutian's joining, Feng Gecheng was given the option to enter the game in advance.

However, if it weren't for Zhuyang City's side breaking Liang Xucheng's means and starting to fight back, Feng Gecheng would definitely not make a move.

Feng Jiutian was not the main reason for Feng Gecheng's move, it was just a means to promote.

Feng Jiutian turned his head to look at Han Muye.

If he hadn't made a move today, I'm afraid he would really die.

Once Fengge City made a move and joined forces with Liang Xucheng to attack Zhuyang City, he would be the first to die.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Countless spiritual lights exploded, and the void in front of them had shattered into a sieve.

The three attacking parties had to slowly retreat and leave the shattered space.

If you don't retreat, you may be lost in the void and never return.

Liang Xucheng's army took advantage of this opportunity to quietly retreat, and then fled.

Although Zhuyang City made a noise, it didn't do it in the end.

Zhuyang City won't really do it either.

The army of Fengge City is still around.

Yang Yusheng is not a fool, you fight to the death with Liang Xucheng, and in the end, isn't Fengge City cheaper?

As Liang Xucheng's army retreated, the turmoil in the void slowly dissipated and returned to calm.

"Boom-"

The golden battle puppet collapsed.

The bodies of the war puppets that gathered together were all shattered inch by inch.

This pile of war puppets made of bluestone and refined iron has finally completed their mission.

Looking at the constantly collapsing war puppets, all the trial rulings, and all the trial disciples, all had complicated expressions.

This battle puppet is not only the gathering of their war puppet armor, but also the greatest opportunity in their lives.

Today, this kind of opportunity to manipulate the war puppet, fight with the strong of the flood wilderness, and crush it will never come in the future.

This battle has broadened their horizons, and they will no longer have the slightest timidity in the face of saint level and god level in the future.

Those masters who are already god-level also have their own confidence in the face of the flood level.

"Don't worry, all the losses in this trial will be doubled by the academy."

Liang Qiyuan stood there and spoke loudly.

He knew the verdict here, and the trial disciples all presented their war puppets and armor and disassembled them into pieces.

This is to contribute to Zhuyang City, so naturally it can't make them chill.

What's more, in this big victory, Zhuyang City has made a lot of money.

On this battlefield, at least twenty Honghuang-level war puppets were discarded by Liang Xucheng.

Damaged golems cannot be taken away, but can only be discarded.

In addition to the war puppets, there are also many alien beast bodies in the void.

There are also many god-level saint-level battle puppet battle armors of cultivators in Liang Xu City.

In the land of trials, there are countless strange beast bodies piled up.

Those are all wealth.

"Today's help, Zhuyang City will not forget."

Not far away, the voice of Yang Yusheng, the city lord of Zhuyang City, sounded.

"Take all the harvest from the trial with you."

"Casting Sun City will give you another reward."

"All your losses this time, the city will double it back."

Yang Yusheng can be regarded as adding another layer to the promise that Liang Qiyuan said.

His words made everyone chant.

Not far away, the old man in black armor standing beside Zhao Qiyang looked at Han Muye and nodded lightly.

Han Muye raised his head, a smile on his face, and nodded.

"If there is no help from Master Han this time, it will be difficult for me to cast Yang City." The old man spoke softly and turned his head to look at Zhao Qiyang on the side.

Zhao Qiyang's expression was solemn, and he nodded: "Liang Xucheng has suffered a lot of losses this time, and he will definitely not be reconciled." ”

His words made the old man laugh, and he stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Qiyang: "Old Zhao, you said, in the near future, will you represent Cold Moon City and join forces with my Zhuyang City?" ”

Zhao Qiyang was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I understand." ”

He looked at Han Muye in the distance, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"No wonder."

"Today, Fengge City is introduced, and he will have Cold Moon City in the future, plus Zhuyang City, the three cities will be combined, and the strength will completely overwhelm the other big cities around."

Turning his head, his gaze fell on the black-armored old man, and he said in a low voice: "City Lord Yang, you want to use the power of Cold Moon City to help Cast Yang City fly into the void, right?" ”

That's the real purpose.

Otherwise, how could Zhuyang City let Zhao Qiyang and half of them leave Zhuyang Academy?

"This matter, let's wait for the people from Fengge City to leave." Yang Yusheng nodded and looked at the figure walking not far away.

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No one could have imagined that in the void outside Zhuyang City, there would be a fierce battle.

This battle even almost destroyed Zhuyang City.

What's even more unexpected is that in this battle, it was the early yang-level trial disciples of Zhuyang City Zhuyang Academy who really contributed their efforts.

When the spatial blockade of Casting Sun City was lifted, no one felt any change.

Han Muye and the others returned to the academy and resumed their previous spiritual life.

It's just that all the disciples who participated in the battle in the end, as well as those teachings, goodbye Han Muye, their expressions were much more respectful.

Every day, outside Han Muye's small courtyard, there were also more refining disciples who came to ask for advice.

In addition to studying refining tools by himself, Han Muye also went out to read various books.

For those who can point, he will also give serious guidance.

Because of the gag order in the academy, the trial process was not announced.

The end result was also lost.

No one is stupid enough to say how much they have gained.

If only it were a little bit.

The reward is huge, who dares to show it?

It wasn't until half a year that all the rewards were quietly distributed.

I don't know what others have, but among them, the sixth-level refiner with the lowest cultivation has received all kinds of materials in his hands, which are equivalent to 30 million source coins.

Not to mention those god-level, saint-level puppet masters and armor masters.

In addition to the rewards, they also have the previous collection of alien beast materials, which is also a windfall.

For two whole years, these trial disciples had all cultivated to strength by leaps and bounds.

Among them, the strongest Feng Jiutian quietly entered the peak of the saint level.

He Yang directly stepped into the holy level.

This is still the result of all of them trying their best to suppress their cultivation realm and not breaking through easily.

For them, there is no hurry to improve their cultivation, how to improve their strength and combat power, match their own realm, and surpass their own realm, this is the most important thing.

Unconsciously, He Yang and Feng Jiutian both became disciples of the Jiaoyang class.

As long as they pass the test, they will be able to move up the ranks.

In fact, for the final trial disciples, almost all of them can directly apply for the trial of Lieyang, Zhuyang, and then successfully leave Zhuyang City as a graduate disciple of Zhuyang Academy.

But everyone chose to stay in Zhuyang City and practice quietly.

Because, Senior Brother Han hasn't left!

In the past two years, Han Muye has not even changed his own academy disciple level, just hanging the badge of a Chuyang-level disciple.

It's just that in the entire Zhuyang Academy, the name of a mysterious disciple is quietly spread.

This disciple is only at the Primordial Yang level, but even if it is the Casting Yang level, and even those teachings, you have to respect him.

Few people know who this mysterious disciple is.

Some people say it may be Feng Jiutian, some people say it may be He Yang.

However, Han Muye, who has always been low-key, is rarely guessed because he rarely appears in front of people.

Only a few people, as well as the disciples who participated in the trial, knew who the mysterious powerhouse was.

"Senior Brother Han, there are Honghuang-level war puppets at this auction, do you want to go?"

In Han Muye's small courtyard, Feng Jiutian held an invitation card in his hand and spoke in a low voice.

Now that he has the trust of his senior brother, at least he can help with many things.

In the past two years, he has helped Han Muye buy a lot of high-grade spiritual materials, and also sold some war puppet armor.

After coming and going, he became one of Han Muye's cronies.

The other one is naturally He Yang.

He Yang's strength was on par with him, the young city lord.

Also, He Yang is very familiar with the operation of business.

Coupled with the help of Nalan Modye, he has a lot of say in front of Han Muye.

This made Feng Jiutian very depressed.

How could he, a young city lord, not be able to compare to a He Yang?

"Flood level?" Han Muye took the invitation and saw the information listed on it, various war puppets and spiritual materials.

"Bionic war puppet, Flood level." There was a sparkle in his eyes.

Further down, his eyes narrowed.

"The control of the Futian Divine Elephant, you Fengge City are finally willing to sell it?"

In this auction, there was an auction of control of the Futian Divine Elephant.

Obviously, it was prepared for Zhuyang City.