If you don't enter Tianji City, you can see fireworks from a distance outside the city.

Different from the desolate scene on the wasteland where monsters were rampant, the Terrans who controlled all kinds of armor and puppets and all kinds of flying weapons were everywhere outside Tianji City.

This is the crystallization of the cultivation and inheritance of the human race.

Getting closer, Han Muye saw the city in front of him clearly.

"Burial Immortal City." The God Butcher War Golem standing behind him whispered.

The blue-black walls were made of gold and iron, and the city was clearly gathered with the help of puppet power.

This is no different from the Burial Immortal City in the hands of Han Muye, who had trapped the God Butcher War Puppet for countless years.

"Looking at it this way, the Burial Immortal City was built by Tianji City." Han Muye nodded.

In the desolate universe, there are many relics of inheritance in the galaxy universe, or the means of domination back then.

Now, many of these relics have been controlled by the powers of the Zhou Tian battlefield.

Only a small number of them were scattered throughout the entire Flood Universe, and the Burial Immortal City and the Dripping Blood Cliff were all of them.

"If this Heavenly Machine City and the Burial Immortal City have the same means," the God Butcher War Puppet's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Han Muye, "Could that be the core of the Pantheon?" ”

Pantheon.

With the help of the great halls, countless big cities and countless regions are connected.

It may even be a connection to all universes.

Han Muye stood there, and his eyes also revealed a deep divine light.

There is a pantheon trading hall in Cold Moon City, through which you can trade with the powerful of all parties.

This is a miraculous tactic.

But he tried, and the Pantheon couldn't connect to the temples outside of the Galactic Universe.

It's the kind of burial immortal city.

Originally, when he opened the trading hall of the Pantheon, he really thought that he could contact the burial immortal city through the trading hall.

"If it's really the Great Array Hub, perhaps, there really is a legacy and means to connect other universes." Han Muye whispered softly.

Can you connect to the Flood Universe from Heavenly Machine City?

The galaxy universe in its heyday must have the means to rule all parties.

The Pantheon's Hall of Transactions may be one of them.

"Back then, Tianji City was indeed the hub of the Pantheon, but later the Pantheon was squeezed out by all sides, many powerful and powerful people retreated, and Tianji City was forced to hand it over." Muyue Dazun's voice rang out.

"Tianji City's original ability to control other universes has been deprived, and many means can no longer be used."

"Many refiners in Tianji City want to restore the means of Tianji City, but unfortunately, even Zheng Yaoyang can't do it."

Although Zheng Yaoyang's alchemy technique is not blue, it is also extremely powerful.

In the entire galaxy universe, there are not many who can be stronger than him.

Han Muye nodded.

He couldn't think of how to control such a city, how to open up the means that could connect all the universes.

They walked towards the city, and at the gate, a guard checked Han Muye's refiner badge, and respectfully invited him to enter Tianji City.

"Let's go to the trading area first, it's the only place in the entire God Domain that allows you to trade parts for Flood Desolation-level war puppets and even universe-level war puppets." Walking into the city, Mu Yue spoke.

The entire Tianji City is wide and bright, and there is a sense of mechanical metal everywhere.

Han Muye could feel that the city seemed to be alive.

This is not an illusion.

Because the Burial Immortal City also has this feeling.

"Okay, then let's go to the trading area first." Han Muye's biggest appeal in the Galaxy Universe and God Domain was to find more Flood Desolation-level battle puppets.

This is his greatest reliance on returning to the Flood Universe to deal with the Tribulation.

The calamity is not something that he can stop alone, nor is it that he can escape the calamity alone.

In the desolate universe, there are many people he cares about, and he wants these people to be transcendent in the tribulation.

Moreover, in Han Muye's view, the vast majority of the creatures that fell in the tribulation were innocent.

If he could, he wanted to eliminate the calamity he had started.

The wide streets are full of cultivators, and there are god-level powerhouses everywhere in them.

This is the Divine Domain, the powerful force in the Divine Domain.

"Hum—"

With a bang, Han Muye's figure took a step to the side, and a long shuttle-like gold and iron artifact floated in the air behind him.

The shuttle is about three feet long, streamlined in shape, and shimmers with a faint golden streamer.

"I'm sorry, my shuttle is not perfect enough, and it is a little difficult to control." A voice sounded on the shuttle, and an old man in black robe sitting on it spoke apologetically.

The old man's gaze swept over Han Muye, and when he saw the god-level refiner badge on his chest, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaoyou is a god-level refiner at such a young age, it's really not easy."

"I just happened to go to the trading area, do you want to go over too?"

"Come, I'll give you a ride."

Saying that, he didn't care whether Han Muye wanted it or not, he had already stretched out his hand.

A faint cyan streamer wrapped Han Muye's figure, and then led his figure to fly down on the long shuttle.

The God Butcher War Puppet was just about to step on his body, when the voice of Muyue Dazun came from his ears.

"Don't go, we can't afford to mess with this."

Can't afford to mess with.

Seeing that Fei Shuo took Han Muye and rushed away, the God Butcher War Puppet turned his head to look at Muyue Dazun.

"The top refiner in Tianji City, there are few existences in the Divine Domain that can refine cosmic-level war puppet soldiers."

"Luo Maniac."

"The craziest thing about him is to combine twelve half-step universe-level war puppets together, trying to refine a war puppet that can surpass the universe level, but in the end he failed, and his divine soul was also damaged and became insane."

There was a hint of horror in Muyue Dazun's eyes, and he lowered his voice: "But his puppet body merged with his own. ”

Taking a deep breath and looking at the vanished shuttle in the distance, she whispered, "No one knows how powerful his body can be. ”

The combination of twelve half-step universe-level war puppets integrated into themselves, and this kind of power was indeed terrifying.

The point is, how could his body have such a strong force to support the operation of twelve half-step cosmic-level battle golems?

"Let's go, Han Boy and this guy are actually really all the way." The God Butcher Golem spoke, then hurried away.

Muyue Dazun was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It's true, this kid is also a little madman." ”

……

Sitting on the shuttle, a hint of discoloration flashed on Han Muye's face.

"How's it going, smooth?" Seeing Han Muye's expression, the black-robed old man had a smug look on his face.

It's more than stability.

The design of this shuttle will break the wind when flying, and sitting on the shuttle, you can't feel a trace of impact.

Moreover, sitting cross-legged on the shuttle, the scene in front of him changed extremely slowly, so that the person sitting on the shuttle could see clearly.

It is not difficult to say that such methods are difficult, but for cultivators who are flying all over the sky like flat ground, they have never thought of making such a design in the past.

"This shuttle is designed for mortals?" Han Muye turned his head to look at the old man beside him.

His words made the eyes of the black-robed old man light up, and he said in his mouth: "Don't be cowardly, you kid is the first time to take a flying boat and feel the effect of this flying shuttle the fastest." ”

"Those guys all said that the old man's shuttle was useless."

The old man eagerly leaned over to Han Muye's side, and then lowered his voice: "You say, if I sell this shuttle, will I be able to make a lot of money?" ”

Earn?

I'm afraid this business will be lost.

"Senior, you shuttle, which mortal can afford it?" Han Muye spoke with a calm face.

His words made the old man's face stiffen.

"Can't afford it?" The old man looked ahead, with a hint of madness on his face, "Why can't you afford it, isn't it just a million source coins, a lot?" Is it a lot? ”

One million source coins is not much for these god-level saint-level cultivators in the Divine Domain.

But for ordinary mortals, it is an astronomical amount that cannot be expected.

A tyrannical aura rose on the old man's body, and the shuttle he was driving began to sway.

If you want to control this shuttle well, you need at least a ninth-level cultivation strength.

Where can a mortal have such strength?

A ninth-level cultivator, where does he need this flying shuttle?

Han Muye looked at the constantly turbulent shuttle, and turned his gaze to the old man beside him whose breath was already unstable.

"Senior, I don't know if I might buy your shuttle and the patent of the shuttle."

The old man turned his head, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Han Muye, his face gloomy: "Boy, do you pity me?" ”

A force like a monstrous wind and thunder was pressed down on his head, and Han Muye only felt that the whole person seemed to be pressed under the sea of thousands of feet, unable to show his head.

The strength of his blood and veins seemed to be frozen.

"Do you know who I am, and you want to buy my patents to trick me?"

"Are you trying to humiliate me and use the source coins to disgrace me?"

Under the old man's eyes, there was blood rising.

Behind him, a faint illusory beast body emerged.

"Senior, I want this shuttle because I want to use it for walking through the void."

Han Muye's voice sounded, calm and calm.

"The body is 100,000 times larger, carrying hundreds of thousands of people at a time, crossing the void and traveling through the universe."

"With the means of counteracting Gangfeng in the past, it is the most suitable for doing void shuttle."

"Hum—"

The shuttle stopped.

The old man's face twitched, and his eyes shone brightly.

He stood up, his fingers trembling, his whole body trembling.

"That's right, refine it into a huge shuttle 30,000 zhang long, and then travel through the void."

"That's right, the speed of this shuttle and the means of breaking the sky can even travel through the universe."

"But how do you solve the motivation?"

"What materials are good?"

"Also, it's so big, how to design the support ...... in it?"

Murmuring, the old man had forgotten Han Muye's existence, and his body moved, disappearing in place.

Let's go.

Han Muye sat cross-legged in place, with a chuckle on his face, shook his head, stretched out his hand, and pressed it against the shuttle in front of him.

"Boom-"

Images of memories rushed into his mind like a torrent.

If it weren't for the fact that his divine soul was already stable and his cultivation had reached the cosmic level, his mind would definitely be shattered by the impact at this time.

There are so many memories in this small shuttle that has been refined for mortal envoys!

Fragments of countless war golem armor appeared, and then were condensed together by a pair of hands.

No wonder, this shuttle was actually refined from the fragments of various war puppet armors.

The reason why these battle puppet armor is shattered is because of the big war.

All kinds of chaotic battle pictures surfaced in Han Muye's mind, and then converged into a flying shuttle.

A crazy old man, driving this shuttle, will step into the habitat of a certain divine beast, fight, and then drive the shuttle, chasing a universe-level powerhouse.

The seven families of the Divine Domain, the major forces of the Divine Domain, the several major temples, and those refining powerhouses in Tianji City, whoever sees them will hide.

"Luo Madman......" Han Muye smiled on his face.

From these fragments of war puppet armor and the refining memories of Luo Maniac, Han Muye saw the methods of a crazy refining master.

All sorts of genius ideas are revealed.

All kinds of things that ordinary refiners didn't dare to do, they were all tested one by one.

As a result, it is natural that Tianji City suffers everywhere.

But there were also some things in it that made Han Muye's eyes shine.

"Combo Golem."

He whispered.

Luo Maniac shot again and again, transforming his body into a war puppet.

It is not a bionic war puppet like Zheng Yaoyang, nor a chaos-level war puppet refined by Han Muye, but an aggregation of half-step universe-level war puppets.

Aggregation one at a time.

It's different from Han Muye's direct combination.

"What a maniac......"

The flying body fell from the shuttle, and Han Muye raised his hand and waved.

The shuttle turned into a palm-long, oval-shaped pale cyan shuttle that landed in his palm.

Shaking his head, he put away the shuttle and walked towards the wide square not far ahead.

Over there, it is the Exchange Square of Tianji City.

The cultivator on duty checked Han Muye's badge, and when he heard that Han Muye had come to Tianji City for the first time, he beckoned a seventh-level refiner to come to him.

"This god-level refiner is the first time to come to Tianji City, according to the rules of our Tianji City, you are responsible for taking him around the trading area, and if there is anything that needs to be explained, you must explain it clearly."

The cultivator on duty was a saint-level armor master, and there was a hint of arrogance and majesty in his words.

The seventh-level refiner arched his hand towards Han Muye with a smile on his face, and then led him to the front.

"Senior, my name is Qiao Da, and I have been practicing in Tianji City for three thousand years, and there is nothing here that I am not familiar with."

"When the seniors first came, if there was anything unfair, they would look for me directly."

Qiao Da was very talkative, leading Han Muye through the pieces of wooden shelves and various stalls where spiritual materials were placed.

"You don't need to look at these, they're all materials below level nine."

"Look at Master Han, you have an extraordinary bearing, you definitely can't look down on these."

Hearing Han Muye claim that his surname was Han, Qiao Da called him Han Shenshi according to the custom among refiners.

God-level refiner.

Han Muye looked around, and the wooden houses and stalls were indeed not high-grade refining materials.

I occasionally see a few good spiritual materials, and the price is not low.

In a place like Tianji City, don't try to pick up leaks.

Any person caught here is a refiner, or a high-level refiner, how do you pick up the leaks?

Passing through several wide avenues, the surrounding pedestrians gradually have different bearings.

Everywhere you look, most of them are cultivators wearing saint-level god-level badges.

"Divine Master Han, the ones sold in the square in front of you are all saint-level and god-level materials, even Honghuang-level materials and some parts are also common."

Geoda stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, whispering.

Han Muye nodded and walked towards the square in front of him.

"Hey, isn't this the core elder of the Alchemist Alliance?"

After only a few steps, a voice came from behind.

Han Muye paused and turned around.

"What's the matter, Elder Yu, you are short of money, and you came out to sell your personal goods?"

"If you really want to sell it, take out the cosmic-level war puppet in your hand and sell it."

"Actually, in my opinion, if you are mixed up like this in Tianji City, it is better to go back to your Markham City and be a prestige there, isn't it?"

The joking voice came from the mouth of a middle-aged man who looked to be no more than thirty years old, wearing a god-level refiner badge on his chest.

(End of chapter)