There are a total of thirty-three Zhen Yuewei stations on Juliang Continent, and each of them has two thousand Zhen Yue Wei.

Among these two thousand people, the strongest commander combat power is at least a half-step universe level.

A commander who can exert half-step cosmic-level combat power alone, with the assistance of Zhenyue Wei under his command, can have the strength to fight with the cosmic-level battle.

On the Juliang Continent, the thirty-three Zhenyuewei garrisons, the combat power gathered is already comparable to that of a large sect.

The annual wear and tear is also unimaginable.

The Seven Families of the Divine Domain, and even those major sect forces, have such a place to guard behind them, which on the one hand involves a lot of their energy and strength, and on the other hand, it has also become a place for them to sharpen the strength of their juniors.

The Lu family's Zhenyue Wei, except for the leader who is the elder of the family, most of the others are young juniors.

If you want to become the elite of the family, you need to be stationed on Juliang Continent for a thousand years.

"Boom-"

Above the station in front of me, the sound of a roar and explosion was heard.

The blood-colored bloody aura is intertwined, and the light wings of the strong people of the Canaan clan are agitated, which can simply cover the sky and the sun.

At least 10,000 Canaanites surrounded the camp here.

"What should I do?" Lu Yushen, who was in front, turned pale and turned his head to look at Lu Zizheng, the leader of the team.

Several other people also looked at Lu Zizheng with solemn expressions.

"Turn around, go to the next station." Lu Zizheng's eyes seemed to be about to reveal fire, but his words were calm.

"Our task is to get Mr. Han safely to the station, and we can't delay here."

"Compared to the camp, refiners like Mr. Han are more important."

According to the current battle situation on the Juliang Continent, if the Lu family wants to stabilize the situation, it is necessary to have enough refiners to repair all kinds of war puppet armor and cosmic-level soldiers.

Every refiner is a treasure now.

If you want to go to the side of the Divine Domain to repair the teleportation array and send reinforcements, you must protect every refiner.

The choice Lu Zizheng made was very difficult.

Lu Yushen and the others looked solemn, gritted their teeth and did not speak.

Here, there are their robes, and there are their brothers.

"The next station is 8,000 miles away, and even if we send out a distress signal, we will have to fly at least 5,000 miles away."

The big man standing beside Lu Zizheng took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

Five thousand miles, the pursuers will definitely intercept and kill.

With their little people, it is very difficult to escort Han Muye to leave safely.

"It's okay, this place is besieged, reinforcements will come from the garrison over there, we'll go over now, we should-"

Before Lu Zizheng finished speaking, Han Muye's voice sounded: "If this is a siege point to send reinforcements, what if their purpose is reinforcements from other places?" ”

Siege point reinforcement!

Han Muye's words made everyone stunned.

"It's been a tenfold siege here, but there is no real fighting, what do you say the Canaanite clan is for?" Han Muye looked ahead and spoke softly.

In the station ahead, the strength of the Canaanite clan has been ten times that of Yue Wei of Lujia Town.

With such a balance of power, it is not too difficult to wipe out this station.

But at this time the battle ahead was not too intense.

"They want to bring reinforcements from other places......" Lu Yushen's face turned pale and murmured.

The others also looked flustered.

They are the elite of the Lu family, and they are the key cultivation of the younger generations.

But they are still young, and their cultivation and knowledge level are not enough.

At such times, they do not have sufficient decision-making power.

Even Lu Zizheng, who was standing in front, was obviously hesitant.

But now is not the time to hesitate.

"Do you want to change the tide of the war?" Han Muye's eyes narrowed and he spoke lightly.

His words stunned everyone.

Change the tide of the war?

How to change?

Of course, these children of the Lu family want to save their brothers.

But not to mention them, even ten times and a hundred times the strength is not enough to change the tide of the battle, right?

"Mr. Han, what do you mean?" Lu Zizheng looked at Han Muye, and his heart suddenly moved.

This is a reinforcement from the Divine Domain.

This is also an alchemist.

Could it be that he brought something that could change the tide of the battle?

It is said that this time, the elders of the Lu family brought the treasures of the Zhen clan!

The others also looked at Han Muye a little blankly.

Han Muye raised his hand, and dozens of wooden boxes flew down.

With another hand, the wooden box was revealed, revealing the armor and weapons inside.

"Djinn Warframe?"

"Djinn soldiers?"

Lu Zizheng and these Lu family disciples clearly recognized the battle armor and war gun, and when they saw it at this time, they all exclaimed in surprise.

They all had a look of disappointment on their faces.

"This, although this giant spirit armor is good, we can't make it at all."

"Yes, the family is all at the peak of the god level, the flood level, and the half-step universe level elders, or the top elites in the clan can make this giant spirit armor."

Lu Zizheng's expression was complicated, and he shook his head and spoke.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

I thought that Han Muye could come up with some Zhen clan treasures.

But think about it, it is impossible for the treasure of the town clan to be handed over to outsiders.

It is impossible for Han Muye to bring the Lu family's Zhen clan treasure with him.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the thirteen pieces of battle armor and the thirteen spears.

Indeed, the armor of the ancient times was worn out more than it is now.

I don't have enough strength to make a mission at all.

These armor soldiers are considered chicken ribs.

Moreover, because they are all broken, the combat power is not enough, and the wear and tear is even greater.

But these are not things in front of Han Muye.

"Hum—"

In front of him, a flame emerged.

The moment the flames appeared, a mysterious aura condensed on his body.

This is a display of power that only a great man can have.

Lu Zizheng and the others were uncontrollably separated.

"This!"

"Mr. Han wants to refine the weapon!"

"Refining at this time?"

Refining weapons in such a critical time?

Even if you refine your weapons, you should find a secluded place, right?

"Protect the Dharma for Mr." Lu Zizheng glanced around and let out a low voice.

Han Muye is a refiner, and he naturally has his considerations when he refines at this time.

As a refining weapon invited by the Lu family, they can not leave at this moment, but instead they can refine the weapon, no matter what, they must do their best to support it.

A group of Lu family disciples glanced at each other, and they fell ten zhang away from Han Muye's body.

Han Muye didn't care about them, the divine flame in his hand flashed, turning into a hundred paths.

Pieces of spiritual materials were scattered, melting on the divine flames, and then converging into golden torrents.

The God Butcher War Puppet standing behind him had a divine light in his eyes, looking around vigilantly.

At this moment, what Han Muye had to do was how to repair the thirteen pieces of soldier armor.

He had already explored before, these warrior armors handed down from ancient times, as long as they were repaired, and then used the battle formation method to gather combat power, they could show incomparably strong power.

It was a powerful force that could compete with the Twelve-Winged Canaanite.

"Hum—"

The torrent of spiritual materials flew and flew down on the armor of those soldiers.

Cracks on soldiers and armor are quickly filled.

The spirit patterns continued slowly.

Endless aura fell from the void and turned into a funnel.

The sky is falling!

Such a vision of this place was felt by the Canaanites who were besieging the garrison ahead.

Dozens of Canaanite figures flew away.

"Guard!" Lu Zizheng shouted loudly, leading the Zhenyue guard behind him to rush out.

In the distant station, the sound of roaring explosions resounded, and it was clear that the strong men in the Zhenyue Guard were counterattacking and wanted to respond.

But in an instant, the battle broke out completely on the two battlefields.

At this time, Han Muye, who was in the center of the battle, was not chaotic at all, and the golden light in his hand led those spirit patterns to extend rapidly.

With the naked eye, it can be seen that the strength on the armor of these broken soldiers is recovering, as if a desolate beast has awakened.

The induction of this power made the clouds above the heavenly dome turbulent.

"Kill—"

In the distance, a roar sounded, and hundreds of Canaanite figures rushed towards him.

The power of qi and blood that covered the sky emerged, connected into a piece of golden wings, and smashed downward.

The military formations of the Canaanite tribe are connected with a force that can make the cultivators of the world unstoppable.

The golden streamer exploded, and even the flood war puppet couldn't resist it.

"Retreat—" There was a shout in the station.

Han Muye did not retreat.

Lu Zizheng and they did not retreat.

"God Butcher Senior." Han Muye opened his mouth lightly and raised his hand with a wave.

The golden sword, which had just been repaired, flew out.

The God Butcher War Golem reached out to catch the long sword, and his figure stepped out in one step.

"Hum—"

The body shape is directly turned into a thousand feet, and one person is a mountain.

The golden sword also turned into a thousand feet, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

The long sword was raised, attracting the convergence of all the forces in the surrounding heaven and earth.

The soldiers of ancient times had their own rules.

Countless winds emerged, turning into ten whirlwinds around the long sword.

In the whirlwind, it is full of blades.

"Kill."

The Qianzhang war puppet let out a long shout.

The sword slashed out.

With this sword, ten wind scrolls exploded, and countless blades scattered and flew out, tearing the heavens and the earth apart.

Everything is slashed!

This is the power of a restored cosmic warrior!

Even if a star is in front of it, it can't stop this sword at this time.

"Bang-"

The golden wings in the sky were slashed open by a sword, and hundreds of Canaanites vomited blood and fell.

With a sword, he defeated the Canaanite army.

"Looking for death—" A low shout sounded in the distance, and the three six-winged Canaanite clans flew over, and the connected qi and blood power surged.

The golden light in the three vertical eyes condensed and struck at the God Butcher War Puppet.

The God Butcher War Golem sword was raised, blocking in front of him.

The golden light in the vertical eyes collided with the power on the long sword, and exploded into an endless wind.

Rules fight against rules!

In the fierce wind, Lu Zizheng and the others couldn't stand at all, and their bodies kept retreating.

"Who wants to be in charge of these soldiers and armor?"

Behind him, Han Muye's voice sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw thirteen pieces of armor and thirteen spears, all of which were already shining with golden light, suspended and motionless.

These armor soldiers have been repaired!

"I want it!"

"I want it!"

"Give me one!"

Seeing everyone scrambling, Han Muye's face was solemn, and he said, "Your divine soul and cultivation are insufficient, and after taking charge of this kind of armor, you will be slowly eroded by the spirit in it. ”

"It won't be long before you become killing machines that only know how to fight."

"The battle formation of the ancient era was trained in this way."

Based on its own strength, then blend into the armor of the soldiers.

When you are in harmony with the armor of the soldiers, you are no longer yourself.

became a real soldier.

This is the origin of the war puppets of antiquity.

Later, the method of refining war puppets was improved, and people were no longer used for refining.

The lineage of the cultivation world is still progressive.

It's just that this kind of progress sacrifices enough combat power.

At this time, each of the battle armors in front of Han Muye had the power of a half-step universe level.

The most important thing is to form a battle formation, and the strength will increase tenfold, that is the real strength.

"Mr. Han, rest assured, for my Lu family and for the protection of the Divine Domain, I don't hesitate to spare my life." Lu Zizheng let out a long laugh and reached out to grab the spear in front of him.

The others did not hesitate, reaching out to grab their spears and armor.

There are only thirteen sets in total, but there are eighteen people here.

Lu Yushen stretched out his hand to grab the soldiers, but was pushed away by a big man beside him.

"Brother Sen." Lu Yushen looked at the big man and grinned as he put on his battle armor, and then held the war spear.

Han Muye shook his head lightly.

After these thirteen Lu family disciples put on their battle armor and held the soldiers, they would really become killing machines.

Although he repaired the armor and soldiers, because of the time period, he did not have enough warmth, and he could not remove the residual spirituality in the armor of the soldiers.

All he could do in the future was to try his best to keep these people's souls longer.

Let them be eroded by Warframe soldiers a little longer, but that will also make them a little more painful.

"Boom-"

Thirteen soaring golden rays of light rose to the sky.

The bodies of thirteen thousand-zhang gold-armored warriors emerged.

A gold-armored warrior with a spear in hand.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth within a radius of 100,000 miles shook.

"Djinn."

"Djinn—"

"Djinn!"

The long howl caused the surrounding aura to explode, and those Canaanite Winged Clansmen couldn't even fly in mid-air, and were shocked to the ground.

The golden light on the thirteen spears turned into a raging dragon.

The power of the battle array.

At this moment, the power of the ancient battle array, which had been sealed for countless years, reappeared.

This is a manifestation of the power of the world of practice.

This is the power of refining weapons in the cultivation world.

"Hum—"

The golden sword in the hand of the God Butcher War Golem pointed forward.

The dragon roared and slammed forward.

Countless golden rays of light shattered, piercing the bodies of those Canaanites.

No one can stop you!

The battle array of the ancient era has reappeared, and even if there are only thirteen giant spirit generals, they can sweep the Canaan clan in front of them.

Countless golden lights scattered along with the battle array.

Unstoppable.

I can't stop it at all.

The golden light is condensed, and with every blow, it is emptied within ten thousand zhang.

"Boom-"

The hundreds of four-winged Canaanite bodies that flew away were slashed away.

One by one, the body fell.

"Retreat—"

In the distance, there was a shouting voice.

The golden wings of the Canaanite tribe that covered the sky and the sun joined together, and then rushed out in one direction.

In the middle of Zhenyuewei's station, the children of the Lu family who lined up rushed out and flew down in front of the thirteen generals.

"Lu Zizheng!"

"Lu Yusheng!"

A whisper rang out.

The bodies of the thirteen warriors slowly turned into nothingness, revealing Lu Zizheng's figures.

The children of the Lu family who followed behind Lu Zizheng stepped forward and reported in a low voice.

The first Zhenyue Guard Commander in black armor looked at Han Muye with a look of surprise on his face.

"Lu Gengyi has seen Mr. Han, thank you Mr. Han for coming to the rescue."

Without Han Muye's action this time, all the children of the Lu family here would have died.

"They should have moved on to send reinforcements." Han Muye looked at the commander of the Zhenyue Guard, his face calm: "Go now, it's still too late." ”

After speaking, he looked at Lu Zizheng and the thirteen of them, and his face turned solemn.

"You guys, there's more important things to do."

"The Lu family patriarch is trapped in Wood Cliff City, you have to go to the rescue."

(End of chapter)