"Boom-"

The water of the entire Tamu Lake swelled, and the water around Han Muye's body instantly turned into frost.

Billions of heavy ice froze Han Muye's entire body.

This icy chill not only freezes the body, but the most important thing is to directly penetrate the body, enter the divine soul, step into the divine treasure, and tear up the memory!

It's no wonder that the souls of those divine beasts and gods in Tamu Lake have broken their memories and lost themselves, and they are quietly affected by the power of this giant.

Han Muye stood in place, the cold ice outside his body condensed, and in his divine hide, a voice sounded.

"This body is not as good as my Pantian clan, but it also surpasses the vast majority of races."

The body of a giant appeared in the Divine Treasure, and the body was as high as the suspended three-handled divine soul.

"The divine soul is also well cultivated, and it has been condensed into a sword weapon, and this method is not much worse than my Pantian clan."

The giant was dressed in a gray robe, his face square, and his eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

He reached out and grabbed at the void.

A faint spirit appeared.

This divine soul is Han Muye's figure, and there is a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Let the deity see how you practice." The giant grasped the faint spirit, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, turning into a strange halo.

The faint soul shattered and turned into pieces of memory pictures.

Jiuxuan Mountain practice.

Zhongzhou ups and downs.

The fairy world is vertical.

The Divine Realm chases and flees.

Grow up in the ruins.

Memories came back to the giant.

"Kendo genius, condensed divine soul sword, not bad."

"Get the body of the dragon crocodile, you are so bold, you dare to devour the body of the overlord of the flood wilderness."

"Breaking the barrier of the divine realm, there is a bit of responsibility, but the strength is still too weak."

The giant whispered in his mouth, looking at the light curtains, and the divine light on his face changed.

His gaze was on the three sword swords of divine souls.

"My Pantian clan also has a strong kendo powerhouse, and there are also kendo sects, among which the strong kendo comprehension is deeper than this kid, but I haven't seen many condensed three divine soul swords."

"If I can devour this kid's memory body and return to the Pantian plane, I can turn into a sword cultivator and start everything from scratch."

The giant clenched his fists, and his body burst out with colorful divine light.

This is the power of pure divine souls, and its richness has reached the level of substance.

"Boom-"

The giant figure in Han Muye's Divine Treasure shattered and turned into a seven-colored light curtain, enveloping his entire Divine Treasure.

At this time, Han Muye, who had been frozen by the ice with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Around him, a golden flame rose up.

The ice was directly scorched by the flames and turned into a cyclone.

The change was too fast, the temperature change was too sudden, and at that moment, the frost around Han Muye's body exploded all at once.

This scene made the colorful halo in his god vibrate.

"Hey, you kid still have the Flame Origin Means? Why didn't the deity detect it just now? ”

The whisper in the god was a little surprised, and then it pressed down towards the three suspended sword of the divine soul.

The three divine swords shook, as if they couldn't bear it, and they were about to collapse immediately.

"After all, he is a genius, bold and careful, and it is normal for some backhands to be a little behind."

"The deity advises you not to struggle, let the deity devour your soul, occupy your body, and take you to the Pantian plane, which is a top plane, and it is many times stronger than this mere desolation."

The seven-colored light curtain penetrated the sword of the divine soul, and the sword weapon vibrated as if it was slowly dissolving.

At this time, Han Muye had already stepped over thousands of miles, and his body came to the giant.

The giant who sat up straight slowly lowered his head and looked at Han Muye.

"Little mole ant, do you still want to make up your mind on the deity?"

A thunderous voice rang out.

The giant slowly raised his arm, wanting to press Han Muye down directly.

However, the giant who had not yet fully woken up from his slumber, his divine soul had already stepped into Han Muye's divine treasure, and his actions at this time were all based on instinct.

Han Muye stood there, also raising his palm.

In the palm of his hand, a large bronze tripod emerged.

Ziyang Ding.

"Hum—"

The Great Ding shook, turning into a shield from heaven and earth, directly connected to the surrounding lake and the body in the lake.

The giant's body was included in the Great Ding, and a vortex suddenly appeared on the spot.

Under the original giant's body, a jade-colored shattered altar was revealed.

The altar is thousands of feet in circumference, and it is densely packed with broken animal bones.

"Canglong."

"Jin Feng."

"Suzaku."

"Xuanwu."

The body of a venerable figure was recognized by Han Muye, and those broken bone fragments with only a trace of it were actually the top overlord powerhouses in the flood wilderness.

It is not only the overlord of the flood desolation level, but also the overlord of the origin of the first vein, and even a higher level, the bloodline power is so strong that it is the top existence of the flood desolation.

Any one of these powerhouses can fight against a desolate overlord like the dragon crocodile.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the altar.

The textures on the altar are intertwined.

At this time, the colorful light curtain in his divine treasure had already shattered his three divine soul swords.

If he didn't hurry up and deal with it, his divine soul might really be refined.

"Hum—"

In the big tripod in front of him, there was also a resounding sound.

"You have such a hidden method, and you haven't even discovered that the deity probed the soul."

"I hope you can surprise the deity more."

The seven-colored halo in the divine treasure is constantly surging, and it is necessary to completely control Han Muye's divine treasure.

Han Muye took a deep breath, no longer hiding his means, and slapped his palm on the big tripod in front of him.

The entire Dading shook, and countless divine flames in it instantly shattered, turning into a puff of light flames.

The flames were entangled, and the giant body was directly locked.

The moment the giant's body was locked by the flames, the seven-colored divine light in Han Muye's divine treasure was shocked, and it almost dispersed.

"It's so daring, even the body of the deity dares to refine!"

There was a roar from the seven-colored halo, and then it turned into a sea of colorful stars, constantly spinning, speeding up the speed of devouring and infiltrating Han Muye's divine treasure.

Around Han Muye's body, blood and qi shook, and infinite battle intent burst out in his eyes.

"Okay, then let me see who's faster!"

He sealed his hands, causing all the divine flames in the Purple Yang Ding to boil.

All the power of the fire vein origin was infused into the Purple Yang Ding, and the divine flame in it enveloped the giant's body, and the flames penetrated into its body.

Refining.

Treat this giant body as if it were an artifact.

Isn't the top refining method in the galaxy universe replacing itself with a war puppet?

This is the same as Han Muye's refining of this giant body at this time.

On the body of the originally huge giant, endless divine light burst out, and hundreds of millions of golden divine patterns appeared on the body.

How strong is the Pantian plane?

This giant's body is so strong that the divine patterns are all over the body!

No wonder he can crush the Flood Desolate Divine Beast and the overlord with the power of one person.

Han Muye's palm slowly poked out and pressed against the Ziyang Ding.

"Boom-"

Through the Ziyang Ding, all the secrets in the giant's body were explored, and all the memories turned into torrents and surfaced in Han Muye's mind.

In an instant, Han Muye's seven orifices were bleeding, and his eyes were red.

The originally oscillating seven-colored halo in the divine treasure also directly collapsed.

"You, can you see my memories?"

"How did you do that?"

"Why haven't I seen your refining methods from your soul at all?"

The rainbow vibrated and let out a roar of pain.

He saw all of Han Muye's memories, and had suppressed Han Muye's soul, and now he felt that he had not suppressed it at all.

In Han Muye's spirit, he only saw what he wanted him to see, and the others he didn't want to show him didn't show it at all.

What kind of means is this?

Han Muye gritted his teeth at this time, and the torrent of memories in his mind kept surging.

"The Pantian plane, the refining body and the way of the sword are strong."

"Sweeping across the ten thousand planes, the power of the plane is crushed, and if you enter other planes, you can directly transform into a giant."

"Conveying the Origin, Anchoring the Positioning Plane, Devouring the Plane."

"Pantian plane, calculate the battle exploits by the origin."

……

In countless memories, Han Muye saw an unimaginably powerful dimensional existence.

Because the power of this plane is too strong, it has directly crushed countless heavenly planes.

In front of him, the flood plane that has not collapsed has to bow his head.

After the cultivators in the Pantian Plane stepped out of the plane, the power of heaven and earth suppression directly skyrocketed, and they were all swept across other planes.

On the other hand, cultivators from other planes could not step into the Pantian plane, because their own cultivation and physical body cultivation could not withstand the pressure of heaven and earth in the Pantian plane, and they would directly collapse.

Above the Heavenly Plane is the Heavenly Plane.

The altar below was the plane marker anchored by this Pantian plane powerhouse, causing the Pantian plane to devour the origin of the flood wilderness.

Countless divine beast overlords made a move, and they died with this strong man, sealing this altar town.

But even their strength could not break the altar.

In the end, the Pantian Plane devoured most of the origin of the Flood Desolation, causing the Flood Desolation to collapse.

This is the reason for the collapse of the Flood Plane.

It is also because there are too many strong people who have fallen in the flood wilderness, and in the end, the flood world cannot hold it and turns into a ruin realm.

"Pantian plane, refining the body, refining the sword, it is really a good place."

There was blood spilling out of Han Muye's mouth, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

On his body, the original surging qi and blood vibrate.

Divine tattoos permeated his body.

"This, how is it possible, can you comprehend my Heavenly Plane's body refining exercises?"

"How did you do it!"

In his hideout, there was a cry of panic.

That colorful halo wanted to speed up and devour Han Muye's soul, but there was no way to condense it for a while.

"Hum—"

Around Han Muye's body, there were more and more condensed divine patterns, and the huge qi and blood in his body began to circulate rapidly.

Some of the dragon crocodile power that could not be refined at the beginning directly disintegrated at this time, turning into Han Muye's qi and blood power.

Not only that, but in the space around him, the source of attraction also began to be refined.

A golden vortex appeared, and below, countless divine beast bone fragments shattered, turning into the power of the source, pouring into his body.

This power was too surging, causing the entire Muta Lake to be turbulent.

On Han Muye's body, various divine patterns began to crisscross and crisscross.

There are the divine patterns of the Canglong clan, the divine patterns of the Phoenix clan, the white tiger divine patterns, and the Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu divine patterns.

These origin powers, which originally belonged to the Flood Desolate Divine Beasts, were all gathered on Han Muye's body at this time.

One after another, the power of the divine soul surged towards his body, and then rushed into the divine treasure.

"Haha, boy, a little bold, even the guys from the Pantian plane dare to swallow it." A golden dragon phantom appeared in Han Muye's divine treasure and laughed wildly.

The dragon shook its head and tail, crashing into the colorful halo.

It's just that his body is obviously not as strong as the colorful halo, and it shatters when he hits it.

On the other side, the golden red phoenix, the white tiger giant beast with white god patterns, and the other gods and souls of the overlord level in the desolation all rushed towards the colorful halo in Han Muye's divine treasure.

A halo of colorful light shattered these spirits.

The gods were slightly turbulent, and there was a surge of golden light to reshape the bodies of these gods.

This is also Han Muye's divine treasure, and he has the power to reshape these divine souls.

"Yes, the kid has some skills."

"The deity will definitely help you kill this guy today."

The huge Xuanwu who shook his head and tail roared as he rushed forward.

The body of a divine beast overlord shattered and condensed.

On Han Muye's body, there were more and more interlaced divine patterns, and the aura on his body was also rising.

His body, as if it was about to get out of control, showed signs of slowly expanding.

Dragon scales, phoenix feathers, tiger claws, basalt armor, red flame pupils, blue dome horns......

The characteristics of various mythical beasts are converging.

However, Han Muye did not let these visions condense, and suppressed them before they appeared.

In the void, endless divine light poured in.

The Flood Desolation Origin Power finally broke through the barrier of the water of Muta Lake and poured it into Han Muye's body.

Outside of his body, the divine patterns were constantly intertwined.

"Ants." In the Divine Treasure, there was a roar from the colorful halo, and then it exploded, shattering all the Divine Beast Divine Soul Illusory Shadows and blending with them.

Even Han Muye's Divine Soul Sword also turned into one.

On the other side, the eyes of the giant's body in the Ziyang Ding revealed a colorful divine light, and a punch struck, tearing all the flames apart.

His strength was too strong, even Ziyang Ding was difficult to restrain him.

"Since it can't be directly refined into an incarnation, then refine it into an incarnation outside the body."

Han Muye looked at the giant who was about to step out of the Purple Yang Ding, and whispered in his mouth.

With a gesture of his hand, the Purple Yang Ding disappeared, and all the divine flames attached to his body, turning into a battle armor.

His body swelled into a giant and was covered in divine tattoos.

"Boom-"

A punch was thrown, and the giant who had just stepped out of the Ziyang Ding was knocked to the ground.

Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and a giant hammer appeared in his hand.

Hammer of the Cold.

One of the Seven Treasure Divine Weapons, it has the power of the origin of the icy and cold veins, and it is also the secret of sealing the various treasures in the galaxy universe.

With a hammer, the heavens and the earth shook.

The body of the giant, who had just raised his head, was hit on the head, and the whole person fell to the ground again.

"Bang-"

The giant's body smashed on the altar, and a golden light appeared on the altar, as if it was about to extract the giant's original power.

This made the giant's body tremble, and he struggled to get up.

At this time, Han Muye had already discovered that this giant of the Pantian Plane actually had no power at all in its heyday.

It's just that his divine soul power is still strong, and the power of the origin of his physical body is no longer able to support it.

Such a body is suitable for refining an out-of-body incarnation.

"In that case, then I'll laugh at it." Han Muye whispered and stepped out.