When Zheng Yaoyang was practicing under Xu Ziyang, his cultivation and refining skills had far surpassed others.

What's more, over the years, he has become more and more powerful in the Divine Domain.

Today, if he hadn't seen his master again, and saw his master so respectful to the person in front of him, Zheng Yaoyang would not have faced anyone.

In this world, there are really not many people worthy of his attention.

Otherwise, he would not have left the powerful Zheng family and come here.

"Master Han, I hope you don't let me down." Looking at Han Muye, Zheng Yaoyang whispered, and then raised his hand.

Xu Ziyang said that the master Han in front of him once broke the sky with one hand and refined the sky with the other, and was the top powerhouse in the ancient era.

Zheng Yaoyang would not doubt Shizun's words.

However, the strong man of the ancient era still has that kind of strength?

I hope the other party is really strong enough, so it's interesting to compare.

In front of him, the originally empty heaven and earth, a flame rose.

This flame was extremely weak at first, and compared to the surrounding divine flames, it was completely worthless, as if it was about to be extinguished.

But even though it kept swaying and changing in mid-air, the flame still did not go out, but continued to expand.

Flames intertwined and wound around Zheng Yaoyang's body, enveloping his body.

"It's, atavism!" On the side, the dragon transformed by the silver moon showed surprise and envy on his face.

On Zheng Yaoyang's body, which was wrapped in flames, the power of flames surged, and then his body slowly blurred.

His body was originally a war puppet refining.

Now, this body became more and more spiritual, and then slowly turned into a flame, and then surging layer by layer, condensing into a golden crow covered with purple streamers.

The golden crow's body slowly melted, turning into a golden flame.

The process seems slow, but it is done in an instant.

When that golden flame took shape, all the surrounding divine flames vibrated as if they were cheering.

"Reversing the living beings, returning the divine flame, and returning to the ancestors." The Frost Giant stared at the golden flame, not to mention how envious and frustrated he was.

"I see."

"Senior brother is a senior brother......

The dragon on the side also looked up at the surrounding heaven and earth.

This is the world in the purple sun ding, the world of flames.

Turned into a divine flame, and merged with the power of this purple yang ding.

The transformation of living beings into divine flames is a transformation after a thorough study of the forces of the world.

The creatures of the world, once transformed into the purest form such as the Divine Flame, can also be immortal and indestructible.

This is pure rule power.

The golden divine flame vibrated and turned into a flame giant.

The flame giant appeared, and the blue dragon and the frost giant on the side all retreated, and had to bow their heads.

This is the suppression of the power of the rules.

True strength comes from the innate power of rules.

Zheng Yaoyang managed to let the power of living beings control the rules and transform into a divine flame between heaven and earth.

Such means can be called against the sky.

Back then, their master separated the divine soul from the body of the divine beast, condensed the divine soul formation foundation, and guarded the great city of heaven and earth.

Looking at it now, even if the senior brother Zheng Yaoyang has not reached the height of the master, it is not far away.

This kind of means of rebelling against heaven and earth and re-changing the rules can make those strong truly become immortal rules.

"Hehe, Master Han, it's your turn."

The power of the flame giant can merge with the surrounding divine flames, and Zheng Yaoyang at this time can be said to have become a member of this great ding.

As long as he wants, he can stay in the Purple Yang Ding.

If he can stay in Ziyang Ding, he will naturally have the opportunity to become the master of Ziyang Ding.

Suffice it to say, he's already halfway there.

He couldn't think of any way for Han Muye on the other side to surpass him.

Refining weapons, can anyone really be stronger than themselves?

Refining the sky with one hand, is there really such a person in the world?

"Okay."

Han Muye did not hesitate.

Looking at the methods of the three top powerhouses in the world in front of him, he couldn't hold back for a long time.

Canglong's bloodline atavism, the frost giant's physical transformation, and Zheng Yaoyang's rebellious divine flame are all the top means of refining weapons and cultivation.

It can be said that what they do represents the avenue in cultivation and the pinnacle of the combination of refining and cultivation.

Only by communicating with such strong people can you improve and understand.

Stretching out his hand, Han Muye's palm also had a flame.

The flame also faltered, as if it were about to be extinguished at any moment.

The flames slowly spread and expanded.

Seeing this scene, both the Frost Giant and the Canglong frowned.

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the giant that Zheng Yaoyang had transformed.

Do you learn from yourself completely, or is the other party confident that you can fight with yourself in the control of the power of the flame?

However, even if the opponent's flame control power is not bad, so what?

It's already a cut short.

Master Han, is this the ability?

Han Muye didn't care what the three people in front of him thought.

He was just immersed in the perception of refining the weapon.

The flame in front of him seemed to be the first flame in the world.

Although this flame is weak, it represents the tenacity of this life.

The flames swelled and then dispersed.

Yes, dispersed.

It is not the convergence and condensation of layers like Zheng Yaoyang, but the continuous dispersion.

Some of the scattered flames were weaker, some were extinguished, and only a few slowly gathered in the flutter.

"What does that mean?" Zheng Yaoyang muttered.

What can you get by this kind of means that is the opposite of yourself?

The two on the side were also confused.

Han Muye just stared at the flames in front of him.

No, Tinder.

Flames are born to be turned into fire.

Where there is fire, there is hope.

Even if the flame is extinguished, he can bring light to the living!

Light!

Creatures!

From beginning to end, Han Muye did not refine flames for the sake of refining flames.

What he wants is light!

It is the light that shines on all things and nourishes all living beings!

Where there is light, there is fire, and where there is light, there are living beings.

The divided balls of fire began to beat.

It's not that they have spirituality directly, it's that the space in which they shine is constantly vibrating, and they have the breath of life.

At this moment, the space in the entire Ziyang Ding began to turbulent, and an endless aura of joy flowed.

"Raw ......"

Looking at the beating fire, Zheng Yaoyang muttered.

The Frost Giant and Canglong on the side couldn't care less about emotion.

At this time, in the space around the frost giant, the flames became more and more intense, making his body seem to melt.

This kind of power, he could not resist.

From the power of light.

As for the dragon, it was covered in blue-gray streamers.

The various attribute powers that originally made up his body were germinating.

His Canglong body was impacted by various forces that had been solidified and now re-gathered, and it seemed to be about to collapse.

The flames in front of Han Muye were already a thousand.

Then in the next moment, it was 10,000, 100,000, and 100 million!

Creatures converge and multiply endlessly!

Not all of these flames burn all the time and are translucent.

Many of them have just been divided, and they have already been shattered and turned into nothingness.

"Life, death."

"It turned out that it was not relative, it was not relative......"

Zheng Yaoyang's eyes were confused.

He replaced the physical body with the method of biomimicry, and then pursued the path of eternal life.

His theoretical foundation has always been that life and death are relative, and life is used instead of death.

Those strong people in the Divine Domain who gave up their physical bodies and integrated the power of their divine souls into the war puppets were all because they believed that life and death were relative, and that their physical bodies would eventually decay and continue to decline.

They have tried, but the almost immortal flesh is never perfect.

Therefore, they found Zheng Yaoyang and were willing to become his test subject.

And they succeeded.

Zheng Yaoyang also succeeded.

It was perfect.

Except for a period of weakness, a period of inability to control power, everything was perfect.

This method of integrating one's own divine soul into the war puppet in exchange for eternal life has been popularized and spread in the divine domain.

In the Divine Domain, a qualified powerhouse, even if he has not changed his body for the time being, will prepare such a body for himself.

Zheng Yaoyang looked at the scene of the flames in front of him, and was cold for a while.

Even if he was a body with the power of flames, he felt cold all over.

If the powerful in the divine realm knew that life and death were not opposites, but a kind of self-evolution that did not interfere with each other, what would happen to those strong people?

They will be angry and destroy the Zheng family.

They will go crazy.

A war puppet body that has been exchanged for countless costs is actually useless?

Or is this kind of effort not really working?

"How can this be ......"

"Impossible, impossible......"

Zheng Yaoyang stared at the flames in front of Han Muye and roared in a low voice.

His long-standing beliefs are collapsing.

His body also felt like it was going to collapse.

He himself also gave up his body and turned into a war puppet body!

In front of Han Muye, flames flew down.

It was the convergence of flames in the Purple Yang Ding.

Every flame fell on Han Muye's palm.

In front of Han Muye, pieces of phantoms emerged.

He saw the top of the mountain, and a thunderclap struck, and then a flame rose, which burned for thousands of years, and finally coalesced into a single fire.

He saw that in the abyss, the death qi and demonic qi were intertwined, and a cyan flame ignited, refusing to extinguish the stubborn.

He saw a flame being led by mortals, burning through the mountains, driving away wild beasts, and burning a brilliant heaven and earth.

He saw a flame being held by the refiner, and the flame flowed, refining weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons......

All things are born.

All things perish.

The flames condensed, merging with the flames he had scattered before.

In the entire Ziyang Ding, the flames merged, and finally turned into a body wearing a robe.

"Master!"

Zheng Yaoyang and Linghui Yinyue both exclaimed in surprise.

The figure standing in front of him is not their master, who is Xu Ziyang?

"That's not right!" Looking at the body in front of him, Zheng Yaoyang trembled and shouted: "This is, the body that carries the master, this is, the flame turns into the power of living beings, guiding the path of rebirth." ”

He looked at Han Muye with a shocked expression, and his eyes revealed fear: "You, you, this is a forbidden area for refining, how can living beings be refined-"

Forbidden Zone.

A refining tool is a refining tool, not a creation of living beings.

Creating real beings is something that is impossible for a worldly practitioner to do.

But at this time, the body in front of him was clearly based on flames and completely condensed.

Such means should not be available to cultivators.

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

Xu Ziyang, who opened his eyes, smiled and bowed towards Han Muye.

In him, the power of the reunited divine soul was vigorous.

This body, which is based on the Divine Flame, can not only perfectly carry his divine soul power, but even allow him to go further.

Although he didn't know where this further direction was.

"This must be the promise made to you back then, right?"

Han Muye looked at Xu Ziyang in front of him and said softly: "The reward for guarding Ziyang Ding." ”

The divine soul clone on the Nine Xuan Peak of the Heaven Refining Sect refined seven treasures.

These seven treasures must be of great use to Han Muye.

Xu Ao is the one who guards this Ziyang Ding.

"Actually, it really doesn't matter if you're paid or not." Xu Ziyang turned his head to look at the world around him, with a complicated look on his face.

"If it weren't for the protection of Ziyangding, I wouldn't have survived."

Ziyang Ding.

Han Muye also raised his head.

The heavens and the earth in front of him began to shake and tremble.

It seems to be echoing him.

He spread his hand, and a flame appeared in his palm.

Just like the previous divisions, scattered, born and destroyed.

But in an instant, ten thousand divine flames gathered in the Ziyang Ding.

Divine Flame.

It's a true divine flame.

For Han Muye, who can turn the divine flame into a living being, he can easily create the divine flame by comprehending all the rules contained in the ten thousand divine flames.

Of course, this is the magic of Ziyangding's space power.

Leaving the Ziyang Ding space, Han Muye still had no way to create a divine flame.

His cultivation and refining skills were not enough to really create a life spirit.

Ziyang Ding is the place of warmth and condensation of divine flames.

Or rather, save the tinder.

Where there is fire, there is hope.

"You're giving me hope, aren't you?" Looking at the reconverging Divine Flame in front of him, Han Muye whispered softly.

"Hum—"

Ziyang Ding shook, Han Muye stretched out his hand and held it gently.

In front of him, phantoms emerged.

Eventually, these shadows all became a single image.

A golden statue stretched through the heavens and the earth, traversing countless worlds in the void, leaving countless flames behind.

These flames illuminate the world.

Among them, there is the Flood Universe.

It turns out that the origin of the Jinwu clan is like this.

In front of Han Muye, a three-foot-tall golden danding was gently suspended.

"I'm okay with this gift, right?"

A chuckle sounded in Han Muye's ears, and then dissipated.

It is the soul clone that sits on Jiuxuan Peak.

This gift is really big.

With this Purple Yang Ding, Han Muye will be able to control all the power of flames in the world in the future.

This power is life and death.

One day, Han Muye will be able to refine true living beings through this flame power.

"Gift, I took it."

The preciousness of Ziyang Ding is still secondary, the fire brought by this Dading, hope, is what Han Muye values.

Besides, since this gift was delivered, he Han Muye had the confidence to accept it.

Raising his hand, the golden pill fell directly into his divine treasure.

The three divine souls that were originally hidden in the gods instantly dispersed.

Several other treasures were also carefully kept away, as if they were afraid of being devoured by this big ding.

Putting away Dading, Han Muye turned around.

In front of him, stood Zheng Yaoyang, Linghui, and Yinyue.

On the other side, it is the reborn Xu Ziyang.

"Admit defeat in betting, you know the rules of Ziyangding."

"Your Divine Soul Imprint has merged with Ziyang Ding, and life and death are in Mr. Han's thoughts."

Xu Ziyang looked at the three people in front of him and spoke lightly.

(End of chapter)