Snatching?

Engulf?

Or rather, fusion.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable has always had a sense of control over Han Muye.

The transmission across time and space, using the Zhou Tian Array Dao method to cause the intersection of the two sides, to trigger the final collision of their respective forces.

The Zhou Tian Great Array was originally one of the means to reshape heaven and earth.

In addition to teaching the Fa, the integration of the power of the dragon crocodile directly combines the power of the origin of qi and blood.

The more thoroughly integrated, the more convergent the source of power.

If the convergence of these two forces is only the physical body and the path of cultivation, then the means of merging with the Lord of the Nine Xuan Peak is to truly make Han Muye identify with his identity.

Han Muye is the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak.

Tongtian Immortal Venerable is also the Lord of the Nine Xuan Peak.

What does it matter if the two are fused?

At this time, Tongtian Immortal Venerable's body turned into an illusory cloud to wrap Han Muye's body, and the dragon crocodile head behind his back swallowed Han Muye with him.

Above the entire altar, endless divine light began to explode and stagger.

Ye Mingtang and the others, who were standing in the distance, couldn't stand on their feet in front of this divine light.

"Boom-"

A giant palm fell from the sky and slapped towards the altar, but it was directly shattered by the divine light on the altar.

A figure in black armor flew down, with a solemn expression on his face.

There is a vertical line in the center of the eyebrows of this figure, the origin aura on his body is extremely stable, and there is a spear in his hand, and the cold is revealed above the blade of the spear.

"I know that you people of the wilderness will play tricks."

"I promised to submit to my Heavenly Plane, and now I have fused with the Origin of the Desolation."

The Celestial Plane.

This gun-wielding figure turned out to be a man from the Heavenly Plane.

The aura on his body vibrate, and there were clouds of light floating above the army formation of the Heavenly Plane in the distance.

The clouds seemed to weigh hundreds of millions of pounds, pressing down towards the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

Countless palaces were shattered by this cloud of light, and the creatures in them turned into qi and blood and escaped from their origins.

The ascension of the power of heaven and earth and the aggregation of the power of the origin made those divine crystals in the original divine realm continue to purify and fuse into pieces of bloodstone.

Countless bloodstones shattered again and returned to heaven and earth.

Above the sky, a huge pillar of golden light descended.

In that pillar of light, the power of the Heavenly Plane was revealed.

Ye Mingtang, the palace master of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, fell outside the pillar of light, and his expression was complicated.

Not only him, but also the other Zhou Tian Battlefield cultivators behind him, those powerhouses who had avoided the Tribulation and had not been out for countless years, were all standing outside the pillar of light at this time.

"For countless years, every time the flood or famine was continued or destroyed, we stayed out of it like this." A handsome young man in a golden robe and a crown of golden hair shook his head and whispered softly.

A top powerful man has already looked down on everything in the world, and such changes in heaven and earth have little to do with them.

Hide in the battlefield of Zhou Tian and wait for the calamity to end.

This is the idea of those strong people around.

"Let's go, whether the flood is shattered or sunk, what's the matter with me?" With a long laugh, an old man with crane hair spread his figure and flew away into the distance.

It's just that his body has moved, and the expression on his face has changed.

The heaven and earth in front of him were like layers of ice walls, blocking him.

"Space, locked." Ye Mingtang's face turned pale and he spoke in a low voice.

Locked space, he had seen it at one of the tribulations.

At that time, it was a top powerhouse in the upper plane who made a move, suppressing the power of the plane and directly shattering most of the desolation.

Nine out of ten of all the creatures locked in space have turned into ashes.

"No, it can't be." A strong man who had already reached the end of the Immortal Venerable and had the power of a half-step overlord who had come out of the Zhou Tian battlefield muttered, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Blocking the erosion of the Heavenly Plane, as long as the deity takes back his own power, he can control everything."

In the void, the voice of Tongtian Immortal Venerable sounded.

In the distance, a sword light shot up into the sky, slashing directly towards the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

It's just that the sword light froze in mid-air.

An illusory figure appeared in midair.

Han Muye, but the aura exuded from this figure is not.

The yellow fat tiger was full of murderous intent.

"Return my father!" The blade of the sword in her hand pointed forward.

The illusory Han Muye had a light smile on his face and looked at the army in the distance.

"Silly girl, don't you understand?"

"I am the Lord of the Nine Xuan Peak, I am the God of the Flood Wilderness, and I am also the sword watcher of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate who guards in the Sword Pavilion."

"I'm Han Muye."

The aura on his body was constantly changing, and there was no difference between it and Han Muye's aura.

His gaze fell on the military formation in the distance, and the figure who walked out of the desolation.

"You can feel it, right?"

"I'm Han Muye."

"For so many years, countless times and space reversals are just for the arrangement of all this."

"Now, the Flood Wilderness is only one step away from becoming a real plane, and I want you to help me."

There was a strong surge of qi and blood above the illusory body.

This is a demonstration of the power of the dragon crocodile.

Clouds of smoke rose up and turned into various visions outside the body.

This is the only way for the refining to step into the pinnacle.

This figure is indeed the god of refining, the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak.

Those powerhouses who followed from the galaxy universe, those who controlled the battle puppet armor, slowly put down the soldiers in their hands at this time.

On the other side, countless divine beasts even Zhu Rong stopped.

"Hum—"

In the void, there was a tremor.

A figure wearing a black dragon armor and holding a spear stepped out.

With one step, the spear had already pierced out, crashing into the illusory figure.

The illusory Han Muye's body did not move, he just raised his hand to hold the gun against it, and looked at the person in front of him.

"Stepping on the Sky Immortal Venerable, Huang Zhen Xiong."

The father of the yellow fat tiger, the Immortal Venerable.

Huang Lao Liu.

"If you were Han Muye, you wouldn't call me like this." Huang Lao Liu grinned, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes.

"You should remember that in the Sword Pavilion, I regarded you as my only brother."

"You should remember that the sixth brother has no other ability, but he is down-looking about life and death."

The spear in Huang Laoliu's hand pointed forward again.

The sword in the hand of the yellow fat tiger was also raised again.

The illusory Han Muye's body shook, and a light smile appeared on his face.

"So what?"

"Blocking the Heavenly Plane and fusing back into my own power, I can become the master of the Flood and reshape the Flood Wilderness."

"Isn't everything for the reshaping of the desolate world and the return of the plane?"

"Are you going to stop all of this now? So what is your practice, what are you persisting in all along? ”

For what?

The illusory voice of Han Muye echoed in the endless void.

At this moment, everyone was silent.

Whether it is Zhu Rong or Xu Wei, the God Butcher War Puppet, the Chaos Divine Beast, and the Five Elements Divine Furnace who have been following Han Muye are all silent.

If this was Han Muye, would he choose to sacrifice himself and reshape the flood wilderness?

If this is not Han Muye, then is it worth sacrificing Han Muye in order to reshape the flood famine?

"Give back my father." The sword in the hand of the yellow fat tiger slashed out.

Huang Lao Liu laughed, and the spear stabbed out.