765, Wu Zhao was reborn, surpassing the fusion of war puppets at the level of the flood wilderness

Markham, the main hall of the drill.

This is a huge palace that covers an area of 10,000 zhang and is thousands of feet high, and the palace is surrounded by jade-white squares.

On the square, pillars of golden light rose one after another, enveloping the palace in it.

The power exuded from this pillar of light was extremely strong.

In front of each pillar of light, there were several powerful cultivators who resided.

There are also many refiners waiting.

They are all waiting to see if the puppet repaired by Master Han has the strength to match.

The spiritual light above the pillar of light was brilliant to the extreme, and then condensed into a curtain of light, enveloping the main hall and the surrounding square.

"Boom-"

Heaven and earth rotated, and the heaven and earth outside the light mask turned into nothingness.

It's not that this hall was teleported into the void, but that this Markham City was originally in the void, but at this time, the power of the shield was dispersed from around the main hall.

With the flow of light and shadow, above the main hall, figures flew up one after another.

Flood class war puppet.

Each one is a Flood Wilderness-level war puppet.

"Boom-"

The two war puppets collided together, and the surging wind tore the surrounding heaven and earth apart.

In the void, there were countless spiritual lights intertwined, as if they were attracted by the force of the impact of the two war golems, and they continued to shatter and collapse.

"Break the heavens and the earth with one blow, this is the Flood Desolation Realm!"

"Sure enough, it has restored the combat power that the Flood War Puppet should have."

On the white jade square below, someone shouted excitedly.

There was also a surging halo in the eyes of some people, and then suppressed the look on their faces.

This kind of battle can already reflect Master Han's refining level.

This one really has the qualifications to become the core elder of the Alchemist Alliance.

"Look, it's the Bai family's jade hall."

When another war puppet flew down, someone shouted.

Baijia Baiyutang, a war puppet in ancient times, was damaged more than half in a major war and had to be sent to the warehouse for sealing.

This war puppet can be described as one of the strongest war puppets of the Bai family, and it is the foundation of the Bai family.

But even if this war puppet found a few core elders, it was not able to repair it successfully.

At this time, this war puppet with a jade white body and a long knife in his hand flew into the sky, crashed into the void of heaven and earth, and slashed down with the long knife in his hand.

The sword light tore through the void, smashing the body of a strange beast on the opposite side of the void.

Then, in front of everyone, the white jade battle puppet's armor was glowing with blood, transforming into layers of blood-colored waves.

The waves surged, condensed into a bloody armor.

With the armor on his body, the long sword of the war puppet is wielded, charging through the void.

The strange beast hidden in the void shattered inch by inch under this long knife.

"Strong!"

"Is this the true strength of a Flood Desolation-level war puppet?"

"Bai family, can you manipulate this war puppet to such an extent?"

Seeing the battle puppet killing in the air and being invincible, everyone's eyes widened.

Even Elder Jin Wu, who was standing in front of the steps of the main hall, also squinted slightly and clenched his fists gently.

"I still underestimate Master Han......"

He whispered in his mouth.

Several of the refiners beside him had a gleam in their eyes, staring at the war puppets above the sky.

The Jade Hall Battle Puppet swept across the sky before turning around and falling in the direction of the main hall.

There's no need to look any further.

This puppet, which is said to be more than half damaged, can be repaired, but what kind of puppet can't be repaired?

Bai Shiju looked at Han Muye in front of him, with a hint of respect on his face.

"Master Han, the Yutang battle puppet can be repaired, and the combat power will not be damaged, I will take the Bai family to thank the master."

Bai Shiju said as he held a small jade box.

"Here are some spiritual materials, and there are some treasures that Master Han can use."

Bai Shiju held the jade box with both hands and sent it to Han Muye.

"Master, as long as there is a need in the future, my Bai family is willing to do my best."

That's allegiance.

For the Bai family, if Han Muye can really accept them, then the Bai family can become one of the largest families in Markham City.

As for losing the independence of his family because of defecting to Han Muye, it is nothing to such a big family.

The real big family is very real, and what you get in your hands is the real interests.

Looking at Bai Shiju in front of him, Han Muye reached out and took the jade box.

"Elder Bai can go to the Jujin Firm to see me when he has time."

Jujin Firm!

Bai Shiju's face flashed with joy, and he hurriedly bowed and nodded.

Jujin Commercial Bank is the financial source behind Master Han, and the wealth he has is incomparable to the top commercial houses in the alliance.

Allowing the Bai family to go to Jujin Trading House to meet Han Muye means that Master Han can accept the Bai family's refuge.

Combined with Master Han, and the Jujin Commercial Bank is behind the money, the Bai family will be prosperous!

The principals of several big families not far away all showed envy on their faces.

The head of the Wang family on the side had a complicated face.

"This opportunity should have belonged to the Wang family." Around the corner ahead, someone whispered softly.

These words made many people laugh out loud.

Han Muye's figure disappeared in place, and after a few flickers, he lost his senses.

He did not go back to the Bai family, but flew directly to the Jujin Trading House.

As soon as he arrived at the Jujin Commercial Bank, Yu Ci, who was sitting here, greeted him and whispered a few words.

Han Muye frowned, nodded and said, "Take me to have a look." ”

Yu Ci turned around and led him through the two courtyards to a side room.

In the wing, two old men in gray robes stood up.

On the bed in front of them, a body with a pale face and closed eyes was lying.

Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao, who was attacked and killed in the street before.

The people of Jujin Commercial Bank went to the rescue, but they were one step too late.

"I've seen Master Han."

"Master, this person's flesh, bones, bones and bloodlines have collapsed, and only a remnant soul remains."

The two old men looked at each other and shook their heads.

Although their methods were not bad, it was a pity that they could not save Wu Zhao, who had been cut off.

Han Muye squinted his eyes and stepped forward, his gaze falling on Wu Zhao.

You don't need to probe to know that Wu Zhao's body is dead.

If he was a saint-level cultivator, he could be reborn with the power of a powerful divine soul.

If it is a god level, some are secret methods that are directly rebuilt.

But Wu Zhao was just a fifth-level cultivator.

His divine soul power can't even penetrate his body.

Han Muye pondered for a moment and raised his hand a little.

A faint spirit turned into a cloud and drifted gently.

The power of this divine soul is too thin, it is too weak, and it can't even turn into a human form.

A golden light fell from Han Muye's hand, enveloping that divine soul.

The cyan mist surged and turned into Wu Zhao's figure.

Wu Zhao, whose eyes were originally confused, slowly turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

"Han, Master Han......"

The voice was like a mosquito and a fly, and Wu Zhao's body was turbulent, showing his heart agitated.

The two old men on the side, and the rest of the words, both flashed with surprise on their faces.

With a casual shot, you can master the remnant soul condense, how strong should Master Han's divine soul cultivation be?

Isn't he an alchemist?

How can there be such a divine soul cultivation?

Han Muye waved his hand and looked at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "Say, what's going on?" ”

Wu Zhao hurriedly told why he was killed.

Yu Ci, who was standing behind Han Muye, spoke up: "The Refiner Alliance has found out that this matter was done by the people of the Zhu family and the Shen family. ”

"A junior elite from the Shen family has some personal affairs with Wang Yuyao of the Wang family, and Miss Zhu is fueling the troubles."

Whether it is the Jujin Firm or the Refiner Alliance, they all have extremely strong strength, and in this Markham City, if the murder on the street cannot be investigated, then it cannot become the strongest existence in the world.

"The Shen family has been uprooted by the Refiner Alliance."

"The Zhu family is also surrounded, just because the Zhu family seems to be implicated in the divine domain behind it, and the current alliance is a little hesitant, whether to slaughter the whole family, or accept the Zhu family's atonement."

Yu Ci looked at Han Muye, and then at Wu Zhao's remnant soul: "As for the Wang family, they have sent someone to the firm to apologize, but they have been refused." ”

"My firm also secretly issued the task of strangling the Wang family, just waiting for the master to nod."

Wu Zhao's face showed gratitude.

For his sake, the alliance destroyed the Shen family and surrounded the Zhu family.

Even, Jujin Commercial Bank is ready to make a move on the Wang family.

"Master, I, my life is cheap,......" Wu Zhao whispered softly.

It's not worth it.

He's just a fifth-level cultivator.

Level 5, in Markham, in the entire galaxy universe, is simply a lot of hair.

Such an ant-like person is not worth Master Han's waste of strength and resources.

"The Zhu family, and the Wang family, are all wiped out." Han Muye said lightly.

His words made Wu Zhao shake all over, and the already loose remnant soul body instantly turbulent, as if it was about to collapse.

The two old men on the side widened their eyes.

For the sake of a small fifth-level cultivator, Master Han had to wipe out the two major families in Markham City.

Who can imagine such a domineering and cruel method?

Yu Ci nodded, turned around and left.

He doesn't care what others think.

Since it is Master Han's intention, then do it with all your might.

As for causing some unnecessary trouble because of this matter, that will be for later.

The two gray-robed old men glanced at each other, and also bowed out.

"Thank you, Master." Wu Zhao bowed towards Han Muye.

The remnant soul of a fifth-level cultivator couldn't sustain it for long, and the only thing he could do now was to watch his divine soul dissipate.

"Han boy, his soul is still quite pure, just enough to be used for ......" A voice sounded in Han Muye's ears.

Han Muye frowned.

Wu Zhao's remnant soul was already a little dim, but at this time, he hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at Han Muye.

"Master Han, if Wu Zhao can give you any help, I will not hesitate."

Han Muye shook his head.

Wu Zhao hurriedly said: "Master Han, my remnant soul is useless anyway, if I can help you do something, I am willing!" ”

Perhaps too excited, his remnant began to shake.

"Han boy, if you let him dissipate like this, it's better to help him." The chaotic voice sounded again.

Han Muye frowned and said in a low voice: "His divine soul is too weak, he just wants to-"

"I can help him gather his spirits." There was a hint of temptation in the chaotic voice.

The golden bird flew down on Han Muye's shoulder and flapped its wings gently.

The Five Elements Divine Furnace on the side also flew down and vibrated gently.

Han Muye groaned, his gaze falling on Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao's eyes showed a look of expectation.

"Okay." Han Muye finally nodded, and then raised his hand with a wave.

"Boom-"

A war golem flies down.

The puppet looked like a human body, wearing armor and a tall figure.

The powerful power exuded from the battle golem's body caused the surrounding space to surge.

The Chaos Golden Bead flew forward, and a golden light scattered, sucking Wu Zhao's divine soul into it.

"Ahh

When the remnant soul collided with the golden light, a miserable cry came from the originally faint remnant soul.

Visible to the naked eye, the remnant soul turned into a dim light, and then was infused with golden streamers.

This is the strength that forcibly spawns the remnant soul of a fifth-level cultivator into a battle puppet that can control the flood desolation.

This kind of infusion like blowing up a balloon tore apart the original Wu Zhao's soul layer by layer.

Screaming in pain, wailing madly.

Now that he has begun to infuse the power of the divine soul, he can't stop even if he wants to.

"Wu Zhao, if you really can't bear it, you can give up." Han Muye spoke softly.

Although Wu Zhao followed him, he didn't enjoy anything.

"Hehe, master, this kind of divine soul power, ascension, feeling, ah, how can I, ah, give up-"

Wu Zhao's voice was as dark as a machine.

But in this voice, there is a sense of firmness.

Never give up.

How is it possible to give up at this time?

Although this feeling of condensation of the soul is extremely painful, it is increasing the strength!

Three days passed, and there was a trace of fatigue in the gold beads, and then flew back.

"Grandma's, I'm so tired."

There was a murmur from the gold beads.

"Thank you seniors for making it perfect." Wu Zhao, who had already condensed into substance, bowed down.

Then, he looked at the silent war golem on the side, his eyes shining brightly.

Han Muye nodded.

Needless to say.

Wu Zhao's spirit rushed forward and crashed into the battle puppet.

"Hum—"

There was a roar among the golems.

The entire puppet's body shook, and its eyes slowly opened.

The war puppet standing there clenched his fists.

"Bang-"

The sound of a sonic boom rang out.

At this time, Wu Zhao had already turned into a war puppet.

A war puppet infused with divine soul and stepping into the half-step universe level with strength.

Moreover, this war golem is a bionic war golem, no different from the human body.

"How?" Han Muye looked at Wu Zhao and asked.

Wu Zhao nodded and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Everything about Wu Zhao is a master's."

Indeed, without Han Muye's help, without Han Muye taking out this precious war puppet, Wu Zhao would have died.

Wu Zhao knew how precious his body was.

This kind of war puppet that seems to be about to break the heavens and the earth is a powerful existence that can be shattered by the war puppet of the Flood Desolation with one punch!

He just clenched his fists slightly, and he felt the ultimate power.

After so many years of fighting in Markham City, he Wu Zhao was extremely familiar with the entire Refiner Alliance.

His body, even the core elders, could not be refined.

Han Muye reached out and patted Wu Zhao's shoulder.

"I want to see the strongest of this puppet."

With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Now that Wu Zhao's divine soul has controlled the war puppet, he no longer has any scruples.

Whether this battle puppet he refined could have half-step universe-level strength or not, Wu Zhao needed to show him.

"Yes." Wu Zhao looked up at the direction where Han Muye left, slowly stood up, and walked out.

After only a few steps, he remembered something, and turned to walk to another room.

"Bang-"

Kicked open the door, and an exclamation came from the side room.

"What people!"

Wang Yuyao, who looked flustered, stared at Wu Zhao who stepped into the room.

Wu Zhao in front of her, she didn't know.

"Who?"

Wu Zhao's eyes revealed a faint golden light.

"You'll find out soon."

Raising his hand, his figure moved, and his hand grasped Wang Yuyao's neck.

"Thorn-"

Clothes in tatters.

In the wings, screams and begging for mercy sounded.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

"I just want to control this body."

"I should thank you."

"Otherwise, how could I become such a powerful being in one step?"

"You have to enjoy it, it's the first time in my body."

……

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Zhao strode out of the wing, dragging the glazed-eyed and disheveled Wang Yuyao in his hands.

"Boom-"

On his body, the battle intent of Chongxiao rose.

The figure moved, and rushed in the direction of the Wang family.

Over there, the battle hadn't even begun.

Wu Zhao knew that he had to show enough value.

Then, kill him and bleed!