When the power of the Purple Ran soared into the sky, and a phantom of the Flood Desolate Dragon Crocodile appeared, the entire surroundings of Ziyang City were instantly dyed red by this kind of qi and blood power.

Zheng Yaoyang's complexion, which was originally indifferent, slowly turned solemn, and the spirit beads in his hand flashed with wisps of light.

On the other side, the black-robed frost old man Linghui who turned into a frost giant, and the battle puppet Silver Moon who turned into a silver dragon beast all showed a trace of solemnity on their bodies.

The qi and blood strength displayed by Han Muye at this time had already surpassed the two of them.

The key is that at this time, Han Muye is refining weapon flame is rising, and at the same time, the power of qi and blood is surging.

Could it be that he wants to challenge Ziyang Ding and the sleeping Xu Ziyang with both refining weapons and physical combat power?

"Hmph." Linghui, who had turned into a frost giant, was already impatient, and he stepped out in one step, and his body rushed into the Ziyang Ding in front of him.

There seems to be infinite space in this big ding, which directly devours Linghui's body.

The silver moon on the other side also groaned and rushed in.

They all used strange means to enhance their physical strength, and they wanted to use this power to pass the test of Ziyang Ding.

Seeing them stepping into Ziyang Ding, Ling Yao and the others below all had complicated expressions.

"The master said that stepping into Ziyang Ding is conceited of life and death." Lingyao held his sword and whispered.

The aura on the other three golden-armored battle puppets was turbulent, and in the end, no one got up and rushed forward.

As the people who guard the altar and protect the Ziyang Ding, they are not sure about stepping into the Ziyang Ding to regenerate.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to stay outside the altar for so long.

Under the altar, Lu Zixu was protected by the aura of the talisman treasure, looking at the figure in front of the altar above his head, his face was complicated.

At the beginning, he knew that Han Muye was stronger than him.

But today, he found out that Han Muye was so much stronger than him.

Chaos and the Five Elements Divine Furnace glanced at each other, and there was a hint of expectation in their eyes.

Can Han Muye surprise them?

All this time, Han Muye has never disappointed them, right?

On the other side, Muyue Dazun and the two figures around him were slightly silent.

How strong Zheng Yaoyang is, Muyue Dazun knows.

Even if she had seen Han Muye's refining methods, she didn't dare to judge the strength of the two.

I really didn't expect to come to Ziyang City to see the duel between such strong people.

In front of the altar, Zheng Yaoyang turned his head to look at Han Muye, and then the Divine Soul Bead in his hand was pushed out and hit the still flame.

The flames exploded, enveloping the bead, and then covering Zheng Yaoyang behind him.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a glimmer of essence, and the golden crow divine flame in his hand was thrown out.

The Divine Flame collided with the flame in front of him, and then the void in front of him shattered, and Han Muye's figure disappeared in place.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, watching the streamer in front of him change, and finally condensed into a figure of a golden crow supporting the sky.

It's really a golden crow.

"The body of the Flood Desolate Overlord level ......" A trace of surprise flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and then he shook his head, "It's not the body, it's the divine soul." ”

Like Haotian Jinwu, what is in front of him is not a real body, but a divine soul.

A powerful divine soul that has reached the level of the Overlord of the Flood Desolation.

The golden crow slowly lowered his head, looked at Zheng Yaoyang in front of him, and then looked at Han Muye.

"I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting, it's been thousands of years......"

A sound like thunder came from the Golden Crow's mouth, and then the surrounding heavens and earth began to crumble.

The golden crow's body condensed into the appearance of a Taoist wearing a green robe and a purple crown.

"Master." Seeing the Taoist, Zheng Yaoyang's face flashed with a hint of complexity, and he bowed.

The Taoist also looked at him with a smile on his face.

"You're here after all."

The Taoist held the golden Divine Soul Bead in his hand, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Back then, you said that you wanted to study the way of the divine soul and create the divine soul, but now you can see that you have done it."

Create a Divine Soul!

This Divine Soul Bead is not condensed with other people's divine souls, but created!

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zheng Yaoyang.

With his own cultivation and refining knowledge, he knew what it meant to create a divine soul.

It's in creation!

This is simply not accessible to refiners.

God-level, stronger existence, it is impossible.

"It's a little worse." Zheng Yaoyang's face showed a trace of pride and a hint of loss.

It seems that it is an extremely happy thing for him to be affirmed by the Taoist in front of him.

The Daoist didn't evaluate the Divine Soul Bead in front of him again, but turned his head to look at Han Muye.

His expression, from the beginning of the relaxed, slowly turned into solemnity, and in the end, there seemed to be no trace of waves in his eyes, revealing Dao spiritual light.

"Master Han, long time no see......"

Long time no see.

Han Muye stood there, looking at the Taoist in front of him.

From the face of the Taoist in front of him, he had a sense of déjà vu.

It's just that the person who can call him a master like this should have known each other recently.

When did you and Xu Ziyang meet?

"Master Han, it was you who said that the outer gate is not our end."

"You said that you were waiting for us at the pinnacle of refining cultivation."

Xu Ziyang spoke softly, with endless emotion in his voice.

His words made Zheng Yaoyang's eyes widen in front of him.

He knew clearly what kind of cultivation his master had, what kind of combat power he had, and what kind of attainments he had in refining weapons.

In this life, I have regarded my master as an unsurpassable mountain, and I have been climbing unremittingly.

After so many years, the more I have been refining, the more I feel that the master is unfathomable.

It is precisely because of this that he has worked tirelessly in refining weapons.

However, looking at the meaning of the master at this time, this Master Han in front of him is actually one of their peers?

Even, is it still the character that the master has been chasing?

At this time, Han Muye finally remembered who Xu Ziyang was in front of him.

"Xu Ao."

Together with Han Muye and Qu Zhengjia, they stepped into the trial space to conduct the god-level refiner trial, and they have not returned to the refining genius yet.

Xu Ao's talent is not as good as Han Muye, and he is not even qualified to walk with Qu Zhengjia.

At the beginning of the trial space, Xu Ao reluctantly worshiped the Divine Source Dao, one of the three major refining sects, and had been a fire boy for thirty years before he achieved the Great Dao.

When Han Muye left the trial space, Xu Ao was already a junior elite in the Divine Source Dao.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that Xu Ao turned out to be Xu Ziyang.

Xu Ziyang, who is proficient in the way of the Divine Soul, helps all parties in the Galaxy Universe to refine the Divine Soul Formation Base, and allows the Galaxy Universe to inherit and flourish for countless years.

"I really didn't expect to hear the name Xu Ao again."

Hearing Han Muye shout his name, Xu Ziyang sighed lightly and sighed infinitely.

Looking at Han Muye in front of him, Xu Ziyang's eyes revealed a trace of excitement.

"If Qu Zhengjia knows that I can really see Mr. Han again, I'm afraid it will ......"

He laughed out loud at this.

"Master, I'm afraid you don't know who he is."

Qu Zhengjia.

Worship in the forging heaven gate and become the elite of the forging heaven gate.

Zheng Yaoyang was already stunned.

The attitude of his own master is not like setting up a test at all.

This is clearly the scene of the reunion of old friends.

So, what are you?

Han Muye never thought that Xu Ziyang in front of him was Xu Ao.

For a while, he was also a little emotional.

Is the trial space, everything there, real or illusory?

"Heaven Refining Sect, how is it?" After a while, he looked at Xu Ziyang and asked.

He was a little curious about what his doppelganger would do in that space.

The doppelganger told himself that he had left seven Arcana treasures for himself.

In the illusory picture I saw, there was also the silence of heaven and earth.

What happened to the trial space, the sects and forces in the trial space?

Hearing Han Muye's question, Xu Ziyang was silent for a while, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that Master Han, you really don't remember what happened back then." ”

"Back then, the heavens and the earth changed dramatically, and the cultivation world faced collapse, and in the end, the Heaven Refining Sect lived up to the name of Heaven Refining."

"As for the name of Mr. Han, the master of Jiuxuan Peak, he also deserves the mystery of heaven and earth."

Heaven refining.

Nine Xuan Peak Lord.

Even if Xu Ziyang didn't want to mention it, just these two words could make Zheng Yaoyang's expression change on the side.

What kind of characters and what kind of forces can be worthy of the name of refining the heavens?

Han Muye didn't know what his Divine Soul Clone had done in the trial space.

And the Heaven Refining Sect, what kind of things did they do when the world was gone?

"Hey, Master Han, I thought I wouldn't know how many years I would have guarded this Ziyang Ding, but I didn't expect that there would really be a time to hand it over to you."

Turning his head, Xu Ziyang looked at the turbulent void not far away, revealing a hint of a dreamlike golden tripod.

"No wonder you said that when you handed him over to me."

"It's really worthy of Mr. Han, the master of the Nine Xuanfeng Peak of the Heaven Refining Sect......"

Give Ziyang Ding to Han Muye?

Zheng Yaoyang's face was blank.

The Ziyang Ding, which has always been controlled by Shizun, and the Ziyang Divine Flame that has become famous, is actually guarding for others?

So what is yourself, so many years of struggle?

"Master, you said that as long as you can pass your test, you can get Ziyang Ding." Zheng Yaoyang took a step forward and spoke in a deep voice.

Even if this Mr. Han is a strong man in the ancient era, what if he is a powerhouse?

How many years ago.

In this world, the strongest in the Divine Domain now are the three of them.

Can the strong man of the past still be able to crisscross in the realm of gods today?

It's the master, didn't he have to sleep after touching the forbidden area of the refiner?

"Master, the times have changed."

On Zheng Yaoyang's body, a surging flame power shook.

This power actually has a sense of spreading in the space.

Powerful, immense.

No wonder Zheng Yaoyang has confidence.

Xu Ziyang, who was standing in front, looked indifferent, his smile remained unchanged, and he turned his head to look at Han Muye.

"Master Han, you say, have the times changed?"

Era?

Han Muye didn't know if it had changed.

But he knows he's never afraid of a challenge.

Looking at the golden furnace in the distance, he said lightly: "If it is really my thing, I will definitely take it back." ”

His words made Xu Ziyang laugh.

"The world's number one refiner, Han Muye, the Nine Xuan Heavenly Lord who breaks the sky with one sword and refines the sky with one hand, is the eternal sinking, and he is still so domineering."

He looked at Han Muye, and there was a glimmer of crystalline light in his eyes.

The world's first refiner!

Break the sky with one sword, refine the sky with one hand!

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, but there were endless waves in his heart.

Is that yourself?

Zheng Yaoyang on the other side widened his eyes and looked at Han Muye.

In ancient times, there was such power?

"Haha, since Master Han is willing to accept the challenge, then I will give Yaoyang you a chance."

Turning his head to look at Zheng Yaoyang, Xu Ziyang's face slowly turned solemn.

"If you lose, remember, everything you have will go to Ziyangding."

This is the domineering of the ancient treasures.

Win, get everything.

Lose, lose everything.

Zheng Yaoyang obviously knew the characteristics of Ziyang Ding and nodded.

"When I arrived, I had already explained everything in the family."

"It doesn't matter if the Zheng family has me or not."

There are three families in the Divine Domain, and each of them is a behemoth.

The strength of such great forces is not supported by individual strength.

But for the Zheng family, strong people like Zheng Yaoyang are the pillars.

Zheng Yaoyang was able to give up everything, which shows that this time he really made up his mind.

"Boom-"

Above the golden dome, endless flames rose and shrouded the heavens.

Both Han Muye and Zheng Yaoyang were covered in flames and then disappeared in their place.

Xu Ziyang, who was standing in place, looked at the slowly dissipating flames with a look of anticipation on his face, and whispered softly.

"When you see Jiuxuan, you are a new life, Master Han, you said back then, whether I can be reborn depends on whether I have the opportunity to see you again, and now, I have seen ......"

……

A world of flames.

When the flames rose in the Purple Yang Ding, Han Muye sensed the power of the flames.

It shouldn't be about flame power, it's about flame rules.

The power of rules.

Tens of thousands of divine flames floated in the void.

This kind of scene is no stranger to Han Muye.

Back then, before the mountain gate of the Heaven Refining Sect, he had already passed the trial of endless flames in front of him.

It's just that when he sees these flames again, he feels differently.

Cordial.

These flames are calling to him.

It's like, these are his old friends.

"Long time no see."

Han Muye spoke softly.

He reached out and held up a flame.

Flames rose and beat in the palm of his hand.

There is emotion in this flame.

Creatures!

This flame is a living being.

Han Muye slowly raised his head, a hint of surprise on his face.

These divine flames, are they all living beings?

Is it the power of the divine flame that creates the power of living beings, or the power of living beings that creates divine flames?

"Haha, I see, I see!"

Not far away, the dragon beast transformed by the silver moon smiled, and the scale armor on its body floated one by one, and the divine patterns were intertwined.

His body gradually transformed into a roaring dragon.

"All living beings in the world are one, and there is no need to stick to the blood of the human race."

"I turned into a dragon and became a divine beast, which is also a practice."

Turning into a divine beast with human blood.

Han Muye didn't know where this feeling came from, but he knew that there were many races in the world who had always pursued it like this.

Based on strength, as long as the strength is strong, the form and appearance are nothing.

"Hehe, Yinyue, you're not necessarily right."

On the other side, the mountain-like body of the frost giant slowly condensed.

The body of a middle-aged cultivator three feet tall and covered in cold armor emerged.

As soon as this body appeared, the surrounding divine flames began to turbulent, running into the distance.

Obviously, this body can even suppress the power of the surrounding divine flames.

Powerful.

"Senior Brother Yaoyang, what about you?" In the midst of the frost armor, a voice came.

Zheng Yaoyang, who was standing in the void, turned his head to look at Han Muye.

In his eyes, there was a beating flame rising.

His opponent is only this one.