"This, the wasteland, the gathering of the divine beasts of the wasteland......"

Thousands of miles ahead, it has spread to 100,000 miles, hundreds of thousands of miles, all of them are wasteland demon beasts.

Not only demon beasts, but also many powerful divine beasts.

The divine beast was divided into two sides, and the two powerful breaths shook the divine soul just by induction.

The top powerhouse among the divine beasts!

This is definitely a rare big scene in the wasteland.

The key is that in the past, when such demon beasts gathered, other races were not allowed to approach.

If a Terran immortal cultivator strayed into it, he would definitely be killed.

There is no reason to talk about it.

"Now turn around......" Lu Zixu turned around.

"It's too late." Han Muye said lightly.

Ahead, several figures had flown away.

The golden wings spread, and the power of heaven and earth was pierced.

The three figures have already arrived in one shining light, hanging in the air.

The three demon clans who were wearing golden robes and were full of anger between their eyebrows and eyes had evil qi converging on their bodies.

Flood level combat power.

It is a flood desolate level combat power directly revealed by its own strength, not the kind of desolate level controlled by the combination of the Terran Imperial Puppet Master.

In the Divine Domain, this kind of combat power can also be regarded as a master among masters.

The power above the flood level is also a big guy in the god domain, and it will not make a move easily.

Among the various forces, the real universe-level, as well as those top-level existences in the universe, rarely appear.

The battles in the Divine Domain, generally speaking, are that these real powers are unwilling to fight each other directly, so they will cultivate some junior disciples who can be sacrificed to make a move.

"Enslave my demon clan, and dare to walk through the wasteland?" The middle-aged golden eyes of the leader drank lowly, and the evil qi on his body turned into golden chains, falling towards Han Muye and Lu Zixu.

Several god-level powerhouses behind Lu Zixu were even more ready to move, Han Muye raised his hand and said, "Don't move." ”

Lu Zixu also raised his hand to suppress it, and said in a low voice: "You can't do it." ”

When so many demon clan powerhouses gathered, they dared to resist, for fear that they would not be hunted down to death.

What's more, the crime of enslaving the demon clan is actually big and small.

As long as it is not really suppressed by bloody means, and it is not really controlled by the divine soul, even those demon clans in the divine domain will not really care.

If you think too much about this kind of thing, it will set off a chaotic war between the human race and the demon race.

Although the demon clan in the divine domain occupies a lot of places, it is not really dominant.

The human race firmly grasps the dominance of the divine domain.

"I'm a son of the Lu family." A golden aura flashed in Lu Zixu's palm.

The chains fell, locking everyone on the back of Zhitianxuan, but when they heard Lu Zixu say that he was a member of the Lu family, the three demon clans obviously paused.

The reputation of the Seven Families of the Divine Domain has always been heard.

"Hmph, bring it back and talk about it."

The first demon clan snorted, then spread its wings, and its body turned into a golden bird, dragging the chains, and flew away quickly.

Below the chains, there were locked Han Muye, the God Butcher War Puppet, Lu Zixu, Muyue Dazun, and Lu Zixu's god-level guards.

In fact, everyone present was able to break free from the chains.

The weakest among them, Lu Zixu's guards, all have god-level peak strength because of the blessing of the war puppet body.

The flight was extremely fast, but in a moment, the chains shook, and Han Muye and the others were thrown on a gray stone mountain.

On this stone mountain, it was clear that there were already hundreds of Terran cultivators.

Han Muye's gaze swept over, most of these cultivators' cultivation was not particularly high, and the strongest of them were only a few half-step flood desolation level.

There are not many Terran masters staying on the wasteland, not to mention that the demon clan has moved, and the master naturally ran away one step earlier.

Han Muye's figure fell, and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding human races.

The half-step Flood Desolation-level cultivators glanced at each other and stood up.

There was no need for Lu Zixu to make a sound, a god-level cultivator behind him had already walked over.

The guards cultivated by these big families are not only good at fighting, but also easy at handling various things.

Several other god-level cultivators scattered, some went to find people to interrogate, and some protected Lu Zixu and Han Muye in the middle.

After a short while, the god-level cultivator who stepped forward to ask retreated, his face solemn.

"The two overlords in the wasteland, the Jade Gold Divine Elephant and the Howling Sky Divine Wolf, fought, and the entire wasteland became passive."

"They don't know why, it seems to be because of a certain treasure."

"Also, now they seem to be preparing to open some altar."

Altar.

There are various altars in the realm of the gods.

This method of inducing a certain power by relying on the power of sacrifice is very popular in the divine domain.

Because no one knows what kind of strong people are in the divine domain, and what kind of power is behind them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this time we will most likely be the sacrificed."

A half-step Flood Desolation-level cultivator over there stood up, bowed his hand to Lu Zixu and Han Muye, and then said in a deep voice, "If you don't fight for a chance, you may die in the wasteland." ”

His words made everyone else around him nod.

Lu Zixu's face remained unchanged, and Han Muye's expression was also calm.

This made the cultivator who spoke a little apprehensive.

"That's all I say, if you're willing to fight, we can join forces." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked back to his place, his eyes crossed.

The people here are bound by a blue-gray chain, but in comparison, most of the methods of the demon clan are not as sophisticated as the human race, and many of the people present have a way to break the chain.

It's just that the demon clan obviously doesn't care.

There are countless demon clans gathered here, what are you afraid of?

"Such a major event, not only will the wasteland be shaken, but other parties may also come to investigate." After the eyes of the surroundings turned away, Lu Zixu looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.

Involving the battle between the altar and the two overlords of the wasteland, it is impossible for all forces in the divine domain to remain unmoved.

"Maybe there will be a strong man in my Lu family." A gleam flashed in Lu Zixu's eyes.

The Lu family is one of the seven major families in the Divine Domain, and there are many strong people in the clan, as long as one or two cosmic level come, not to mention anything else, it is not difficult to take Lu Zixu and them away.

"Wait." Han Muye's gaze swept around and said lightly.

He also wanted to see what kind of treasure made the two wasteland overlords fight, and the altar, and who was implicated.

The clouds and light on the gray stone mountain vibrate, and from time to time, falling demon beasts and divine beasts will fall one by one.

Those who can be thrown off are all cultivated at level nine or above, and the others below level nine are estimated to have died.

This is the wasteland of the Divine Domain, how can it survive without enough cultivation.

Han Muye was not in a hurry, he sat cross-legged in place, his hands clasped together, and he held an ink pen in his palm.

This pen was given to him by Kong Zhongqiu, and at this time, he was out of the rule of Chongwen Pavilion, and he was good to investigate.

A faint aura shrouded the ink pen, Han Muye closed his eyes, and a picture appeared in his mind.

A verdant green bamboo swayed in the endless sea of clouds.

Time flies for countless thousands of years, and the branches and leaves of the green bamboo move lightly, and each bamboo leaf can tear apart the heavens and the earth.

These bamboo branches are truly treasures.

"Pure and quiet bamboo?" A voice rang out, and then an old man in a white robe flew down.

It was Kong Zhongqiu.

Looking at the green bamboo in front of him, Kong Zhongqiu was surprised, and when he raised his hand, the golden streamer turned into golden words, covering up the green bamboo.

The bamboo leaves on the green bamboo vibrated and swirled towards Kong Zhongqiu, like sharp blades.

The verdant bamboo leaves broke through the heavens and the earth, and were blocked three feet in front of Kong Zhongqiu's body.

"Bundle."

As soon as Kong Zhongqiu said a word, all the bamboo leaves turned into a long green snake, obediently coiled in front of him.

The green green bamboo was taken away by Kong Zhongqiu and then refined into an ink pen.

This ink pen can break the shackles of heaven and earth in a single stroke.

Between the mountains and rivers, there is pen and ink.

A series of light curtains are intertwined with the picture, and this ink pen made of green bamboo from the world from nowhere walks with Kong Zhongqiu in all universes.

In this ink pen, it is the travels of a top person in the divine domain!

Moreover, he is also a Confucian and Taoist power, splashing ink at any time, and sensing the experience of a strong man in all worlds with his mind.

Han Muye was immersed in those worlds, saw the prosperity of the world, and wrote about all the scenery in the world.

On Han Muye's body, a faint aura like cloud qi flowed, enveloping his body.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to be sublimated.

Confucianism and Taoism are the most important state of gravity.

Although Han Muye had cultivated Confucianism and Taoism, he was too different from Kong Zhongqiu's power in the realm of cultivation.

At this time, the experience of the picture in this ink pen can quickly make him understand.

The perception of Confucianism and Taoism practice made his whole state of mind continue to surge and improve.

The mood improved, the physical body matched the power of the dragon crocodile, the power of the cow, and the power of the sword under control, all began to rise.

This is already the improvement of Han Muye's cultivation after stagnation for a long time.

This ascension is to let all his strength converge and go directly to a level that he has not reached before.

"Hum—"

In his body, a black long sword vibrated and then turned into a golden crow body.

One after another, the golden divine patterns lit up, from one to one hundred, and then beyond the hundred, until one hundred and thirty-one divine patterns lit up.

The Golden Crow True Spirit Bone, after nine turns, condensed into a True Spirit Sword and turned into a cosmic-level warrior.

At this time, the true power of this cosmic-level treasure was finally unlocked.

Holding this sword, it can compete with cosmic-level powers, break the heavens and the earth, and burn all things with the divine flame of the divine pattern in it.

In other words, at this time, Han Muye finally had cosmic-level combat power.

Coupled with the battle armor on his body and the soldiers in his hands, his combat power can directly compete with those powerhouses in the universe!

The God Butcher Battle Puppet, who was sitting not far from Han Muye's side, noticed it, turned his head, and grinned.

He can be said to have watched Han Muye become stronger step by step.

Starting from the Burial Immortal City, they went all the way.

Until today, watching Han Muye's cultivation reach a point where he can no longer sense it.

Muyue Dazun on the side turned his head, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

For a long time, she didn't really regard Han Muye as a peer.

Although she was no match for Han Muye in terms of combat power, she thought that it was because she had given up her physical body and her cultivation had declined.

At this time, she realized that Han Muye had surpassed her heyday.

"In the future, I'm afraid I'll have to call you Makino Dazun......" Makizuki Dazun whispered softly.

When the clouds around Han Muye's body dissipated, there was a trace of mystical aura on his body.

The aura made him look mortal.

Outsiders will feel it again, and they will find that no matter what kind of cultivation they are, they all feel that Han Muye is at the same level and in the same realm as themselves.

Among them are those cosmic-level powerhouses.

"Hey, Brother Han, have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?" Raising his eyes to see Han Muye, Lu Zixu was slightly stunned and asked out loud.

Of course, Lu Zixu saw this change.

"A little bit of a gain." Han Muye nodded and stood up.

In the distance, hundreds of streamers flew away.

Countless chains fell downward.

"Hands-on—"

Someone whispered, and the original gray chains on his body exploded.

Dozens of cultivators flew up, and a Flood Desolation-level, God-level battle puppet battle armor appeared.

"Hum—"

A sword light rose and swept across the sky.

This was the first time Han Muye had seen a sword cultivator in the Divine Domain.

This sword already has the power of a top-level Immortal Monarch, a half-step Immortal Venerable, which is about a half-step Flood Wilderness-level combat power in the Galaxy Universe.

The demon beasts and divine beasts in the middle of the air had huge bodies, or spread their wings, or stepped into the air on all fours, all of them roared and fell, and the qi and blood power on their bodies roared and fell.

Those flying out of the battle armor collided with these divine beasts, causing the void to vibrate.

The heavens and the earth of the Divine Domain are extremely stable, and this kind of shaking cannot break the heavens and the earth at all.

"Hmph."

A cold snort sounded in the void, and a phantom figure emerged.

It was a four-legged unicorn covered in golden-scale armor, imprisoning all the war golems with a single snort.

The long sword slowly fell after flying out of the thousand.

"Well—"

The beast whispered, and the entire gray stone mountain shook, then slowly flew up.

Mountains within a radius of dozens of miles were uprooted and flew out towards the front.

At this moment, everyone on the stone mountain felt Wan Jun's huge force pressing down, making their bodies unable to move.

Several god-level powerhouses on Lu Zixu's side turned their heads to look at Lu Zixu, Lu Zixu glanced at Han Muye, who had the same expression in front of him, and shook his head gently.

Stone mountains fly across the sky, spanning thousands of miles.

Standing on the stone mountain, you can see more and more demon beasts around you, getting stronger and stronger.

Among them, there is also a divine beast with a tall body and a magnificent atmosphere.

The stone mountain was flying, and a tall divine beast turned its head with a smile in its eyes.

"Whew-"

In the void, a long roar was heard.

Ahead, a huge altar emerges.

The altar is crisscrossed with marks, intricate and mysterious.

Han Muye, who was standing on the stone mountain, showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes, watching the streamer on the altar slowly fill up.

"This altar ......"

The marks on this altar, Han Muye had actually seen it.

In the Jinwu clan among Kunwu, he had seen such an altar, but the altar that sealed the town god pattern over there did not have this complexity.

There is also a large array of blood cliffs sealing the body of the dragon crocodile, and the marks are very similar to those on this altar.

In this way, what kind of sacred object is forbidden on the altar?

At this time, it is necessary to use all the human races on this stone mountain to sacrifice, and use the power of sacrifice to break open the altar?

Han Muye's eyes showed a glimmer of essence, and then he looked at the two figures standing by the altar.

A golden giant elephant holding up the sky, an old man in a silver-white robe.

The giant elephant that supports the sky is the jade and gold god elephant, and the silver-robed old man is the howling wolf.

These two overlords of the Divine Domain Wasteland looked solemn at this time, and stood opposite each other.

"Lord, bring the offerings."

The beast that engulfed the stone mountain made a thunderous sound, and then threw the stone mountain at the altar in front of it.

As the altar was thrown, the great force on the stone mountain dissipated.

"Boom-"

At this time, the figures on the stone mountain did not dare to wait any longer, and flew towards the space outside the stone mountain.

If you don't escape, you won't be able to escape.

(End of chapter)