The Golden Crow clan used the power of the clan to gather into the Golden Crow Altar.

The power of the golden crow was the last force to support the famine.

When the sun is in the sky, everything grows.

It was the sacrifice of the Jinwu clan that allowed the continuation of the desolate creatures.

The Golden Crow clan relied on the power of the clan to change the rules of the entire flood wilderness.

And the Five Elements Divine Furnace itself is also a desolate divine beast.

He was sealed into the divine furnace by a powerful man and turned into a treasure of refining weapons that is difficult to find in the world.

This method also changed the rules of heaven and earth.

The Five Elements Divine Furnace has never been mentioned, who refined the Divine Furnace back then.

He may not really know, or he may be too in awe of Him.

At this time, when they came to the space where Ziyang City was located, this feeling of changing the power of heaven and earth once again made them experience the change of the power of heaven and earth.

That Ziyang City Lord is already a powerhouse that can change the rules?

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Han Muye's eyes.

If Xu Ziyang is really such a strong man, then who in the world can make him disappear?

Is Lu Yue Sword God a level powerhouse?

"Someone."

The God Butcher Battle Puppet standing beside Han Muye snorted, and his body moved, already suspended in front of him.

He was the fastest, and Chaos and the Golden Crow were both one step behind.

Han Muye looked up into the distance.

A streamer of light dragged the brilliant streamer away.

It was a flying boat.

Not one, but at least five flying boats.

"It's from Linglong City." Lu Zixu's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head to look at Han Muye.

"Brother Han, I'm afraid I'm coming for you."

"Hum—"

In the void ahead, a curtain of light rose.

In the light curtain, more than a dozen Flood Desolation war puppets could be seen to surround a war puppet wearing black armor.

Xia Ruzhe.

The one who was surrounded was Xia Ruzhe, who had turned into a chaos-level war puppet.

Xia Ruzhe's combat power is indeed strong, and he can shoot with all his strength, and every blow can tear apart the surrounding world.

But the surrounding void was imprisoned, and even Xia Ruzhe's power could not escape.

"Haha, just because you want to catch someone Xia too?"

"These days, I've also made you Linglong City uneasy, right?"

"You can't make up for your losses in 100,000 years, right?"

Surrounded by several desolate war puppets, Xia Ruzhe, who had been sealed to make space, smiled.

In him, there is an endless tyrannical power rising.

"When you slew my only son, I was determined to take revenge."

"Now, that's enough."

"That's enough—"

In the long laughter, Xia Ruzhe's body shattered.

The body of a war puppet beyond the Flood Desolation level shattered.

This kind of scene directly caused all the flood-level war puppets that were surrounded to explode.

At least five of the war golems were reduced to pieces, and the others were also damaged to varying degrees.

Dozens of god-level powerhouses vomited blood from their mouths, and their faces turned pale and retreated.

Xia Ruzhe has fallen.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

In the light curtain, an old man in a green robe flew out, and between his palms, the streamers converged.

Soul Gathering Secret Method!

"Soul gathering means, this is something that only a true universe-level powerhouse can do."

"This kind of divine soul power restraint is what is needed when transforming the bionic body."

"The one who was best at this method back then was Xu Ziyang."

The Muyue Dazun beside Han Muye had a solemn face and spoke softly.

In the light curtain, Xia Ruzhe's divine soul, which was originally broken into countless pieces, condensed.

No matter how much it is constantly conflicting and shattering, there is no escape, and it cannot be broken.

Life is better than death.

It's dead, and even the remnants can't escape.

This kind of means made everyone on the back of Zhitian look solemn.

"Actually, if you go back to ancient times, you are no stranger to this kind of imprisoning method of the divine soul." Muyue Dazun turned his head and glanced at the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Soul Formation Base." Han Muye said softly.

Back then, all the divine beasts were extracted from their souls like this, and they were constantly tortured and shaped.

This kind of crushing and shaping of the divine soul is countless times more cruel than directly killing it.

This is the means of refining the Soul Formation Base.

This means was cut off a long time ago.

But now, in the curtain of light, everyone saw it again.

The old man slowly condensed Xia Ruzhe's soul into a cyan bead the size of a pigeon's egg, then turned his head and looked out of the light curtain, with a strange smile on his face.

He whispered a few words and threw the beads out.

The light curtain dissipates.

Ahead, five flying boats crossed the sky.

A tall cultivator in cyan armor flew down from the flying boat and headed towards the Heavenly Commander.

Zhitian roared, and the golden light on the single horn above his head flashed, and he picked it forward.

The blue-armored man snorted coldly and didn't go any further.

He held a small jade box in his hand and threw it forward.

"My family said that if Master Han has the ability to crack the means on this thing, he will have the qualifications to face him directly."

"Otherwise, it's better not to take out those little tricks."

With that, he turned and left.

The five flying boats did not stop any longer, and they disappeared with just a flicker.

In mid-air, the God Butcher War Puppet reached out to catch the box and landed in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye opened the box, and a golden light burst out in his eyes.

On his body, there was a suppressed power of qi and blood.

The moment this power appeared, the Heavenly Cultivator below and the several divine beasts around him all trembled.

Muyue Dazun's face was surprised, and he stared at Han Muye.

On Lu Zixu's body, the Dao Dao was shrouded in golden light, and the god-level powerhouses behind him also looked at Han Muye in horror.

The power of the overlord of the flood burst out.

The power only flashes and disappears.

Han Muye slowly closed the small box in front of him, and then put it away.

Xia Ruzhe's divine soul.

That bead.

Now he really can't turn this bead into a divine soul again.

Maybe he can break through the other party's means, but in the process of breaking it, the spirit in the bead will definitely be injured.

Moreover, his research on the divine soul has not yet reached the level of the other party.

On the back of Zhitianji, everyone was silent.

What I saw today, the strength of the powerhouse behind Linglong City was really terrifying.

Such a strong person is definitely a survivor of antiquity.

"If I'm not mistaken, they must be looking for Ziyang City as well."

Muyue Dazun turned his head to look at Han Muye, his face revealing solemnity.

"Are you still going?"

Go?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

Today, these powerhouses of Linglong City showed strength far beyond what they had previously expected.

The old man in the light curtain has even more terrifying means.

It was Lu Zixu, who was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Although the Lu family is one of the seven major families in the Divine Domain, it does not mean that he, Lu Zixu, dares to offend anyone.

The realm of the gods is huge, and there are countless strong people.

The more you don't know, the more you have to be careful.

"Go." Han Muye's face turned calm, looking at the void in front of him.

"They are so obstructive and intimidating, it seems that Ziyang City really has rare good things."

A trace of flame power was suppressed at the bottom of Han Muye's eyes, and then the aura on his body converged, and there seemed to be no deterrence at all.

But this silence seems to press all the forces at the bottom of the mountains and rivers, and it will eventually explode.

"They're afraid I'll get something from Ziyang City."

His words made Lu Zixu's eyes light up.

Muyue Dazun also groaned and nodded slightly.

As for the Haotian Golden Crow who was following Han Muye's side, they didn't care.

None of them are a big deal.

"So what are you waiting for?" The Five Elements Divine Furnace let out a low snort, and a cyan whirlwind had already risen from outside its body.

The whirlwind staggered, condensed into a pair of wings, opened, and the radius was jade-colored streamers.

This streamer blessed the body of the Zhitian Qiang below, turning the already fast Zhitian Qiang's body into an illusion.

When Han Muye was refining the bodies of the three divine beasts, he had already helped them refine enough battle puppet assistants to show their own means according to their respective characteristics.

The three divine beasts, that is, the Haotian Golden Crow is blessed with the means of focusing on combat, the chaos and the Five Elements Divine Furnace, and it is more in the use of other attribute powers.

For example, the Chaos Gold Bead can use the power of the formation to imprison space, divide thousands, and create illusions.

And the means of the Five Elements Divine Furnace are mainly in the combination of various attribute powers.

Han Muye had communicated with them during the refining process, and they all felt that doing this was in line with the way of refining.

At this time, the wind attribute power of the Five Elements Divine Furnace was blessed, which could increase the speed of the Heaven Ruling Furnace a lot.

"Good means." A god-level powerhouse behind Lu Zixu shouted in a low voice, looking at the Five Elements Divine Furnace in front of him, a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

The old man wore two badges on his chest.

God-level armor master, god-level refiner.

Holding the sky and flying away, following the guidance of the jade slip, through the void.

In the space around them, there seems to be an increasingly distorted force that is being stimulated.

A day later, Haotian Jinwu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Han boy, I seem to have sensed the power of the Golden Crow."

His words made everyone around them stand up.

Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and pointed out a golden light.

He also has the power of the Golden Crow, and the power of the bloodline is not weaker than that of the Haotian Golden Crow.

The rising sun, the scorching sun, the blazing sun, the Yongming golden crow, the great day golden crow, the power of the bloodline of the golden crow clan to the great day golden crow realm is the limit.

Haotian Golden Crow is because of the self-transformation of the Great Sun, the soul is out of the body, but sublimated.

His bloodline power is at the same level as Han Muye's.

They are all the realm of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

This is the limit of the Golden Crow clan.

"Hum—"

The power of the golden crow turned into an arrow, leading the Heavenly Crow to turn in one direction.

The divine beasts smashed through the various obstructing boulders in the void, and smashed the strange beasts scattered in the void.

An illusory avenue appeared in front of him.

Light.

It was a light.

Purple light.

"There is no light ...... in the world"

Haotian Jinwu closed his eyes and whispered softly.

Even in the form of a war puppet, you can still see his excitement.

"I sensed it."

"This is the strength of my Golden Crow clan."

"It must be the ancestors of my Golden Crow clan, they came to the galaxy universe."

"They must have forged Purple Sun City—"

With a low roar, Haotian Jinwu opened his eyes.

His eyes widened as he fixed himself on everything in front of him.

What a sight!

Ninety-nine golden crows scattered around.

These three-legged golden crows all had their eyes closed, and the long golden feathers on their bodies were spread.

On the neck of the golden crow, a thick black chain locked its body.

On the chains, the purple streamer is like a giant beast from ancient times, capturing all the golden crows.

The power of the bloodline!

With the power of a stronger bloodline, condense the power to suppress the ninety-nine golden crows, and then let these golden crows carry a big city.

What a big city this is!

Stretching for thousands of miles, palaces are suspended.

Endless purple flames, constantly shining and intertwined.

Golden Crow Divine Flame.

This iron chain, the flame rising from this city palace, is a divine flame that is far higher than the flame of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

"Why ......"

Haotian Jinwu looked at the scene in front of him and muttered.

A sense of endless sadness emerged from his body.

Even if it's just a war puppet body, it still can't hide this sadness.

Han Muye slowly clenched his fists.

He also has the blood power of the Golden Crow clan in his body.

"Hum—"

Above his head, a long black sword flew out, roaring and resounding.

On the blade of the sword, golden streaks lit up.

This is Han Muye's own long sword condensed by the Golden Crow True Spirit Bone, representing the power of the Golden Crow clan.

The moment this long sword appeared, the ninety-nine golden crows in front of them all shook.

"Hum—"

All the purple chains shine brightly.

These streamers converged and became a huge golden crow phantom that enveloped the entire Ziyang City.

The purple golden crow, with a streamer in his eyes that looks at the world.

This streamer turned and landed on the long sword above Han Muye's head.

"Hum—"

The long sword began to vibrate, and the divine patterns on it seemed to be about to disintegrate.

This is the suppression from the power of the bloodline!

The purple golden crow in front of him revealed a bloodline power far exceeding that of Han Muye and Haotian Golden Crow.

How could there be such a golden crow power in the world?

When Jin Wu's eyes turned to this side, Zhi Tianxuan's body could no longer support it, so he paused directly, and then his body turned into a palm-sized and trembled.

All the people on the back of the Heavenly Crow were shrouded in the golden crow's gaze, and their bodies were imprisoned.

It was a boundless divine soul power, an extremely strong bloodline level.

This kind of suppression, they can't move a bit.

In the world, is there really such a powerful divine beast?

Flood Overlord?

I'm afraid that such a divine soul power can suppress the overlord of the Flood Desolation.

Of the five overlords of the Flood Desolation, none of them possessed such a powerful divine soul power.

At this moment, whether it was Muyue Dazun, Lu Zixu, or other god levels behind them, their bodies all seemed to be distorted.

If this continues, everyone will be crushed directly!

Han Muye's face was solemn, and all the divine soul power in the divine treasure was gathered.

Three long swords emerge.

Immortal Sword.

Peerless Sword.

Trap Immortal Sword.

Three long swords flew out, condensed into a single sword, and then slashed down towards the purple golden crow in front of him.

"Boom-"

The long sword slashed through the void in front of him and struck the top of the purple golden crow's head.

The sword light shattered and re-transformed into three long swords.

The long sword levitated, infusing the endless aura in the sword body into the illusory body of the golden crow.

"Chirp—"

The purple golden crow spread its wings and let out a long roar.

Three long swords flew back upside down. Crashed in front of Han Muye.

It was the first time that the sword of the primordial god transformed by the divine soul had returned in vain.

Han Muye only felt as if his whole body was being torn apart.

But he knew this was not the time to slacken.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye's eyes stared at the purple golden crow in front of him, and behind him, a translucent sword box appeared.

He pinched the sword in his hand and slowly pointed forward.

"Please, baby."

"Turn around—"

(End of chapter)