The long sword in Huang Zhihu's hand attracted the power of the sword array behind him, and the blade of the sword turned into a thousand miles of sword river, like the stars gathering in the sky.

The power of the demon dragon triggered by the spear in Huang Laoliu's hand was engulfed by the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and finally turned into a sharp edge that pierced the heavens and the earth.

Two streams of light collided towards the illusory Han Muye's body, and then crashed into the illusory clouds on the altar.

The clouds vibrated and seemed to be torn apart.

The illusory Han Muye's body also kept vibrating, and a trace of pain flashed on his face.

"Ants."

Illusory Han Muye's originally calm eyes revealed murderous intent.

With a wave of his hand, a dazzling light appeared around him, and these halos turned into sharp blades that circulated around him.

Each of these blades is of the same origin as the Immortal Slashing Sword that was handed over to Han Muye at the beginning, and it can reverse time.

With such a blade, no one can resist it.

"Really, I don't dare to kill you?"

"In front of the deity, all those who prevent the deity from returning to the plane and prevent the deity from becoming the master of the deity plane will die."

The aura on the illusory Han Muye's body was not peaceful, and a fierce aura was surging.

On the altar, the sword light slashed out by the Yellow Fat Tiger and the sharp edge stabbed by Huang Lao Liu's spear were all devoured.

In the midst of the desolation, no one can break through this cloud.

Because the Tongtian Immortal Venerable, or the origin power of the Lord of the Nine Xuan Peak, is connected with the Flood Desolation.

He carries the continuation of the Flood Desolation, and the Origin is in harmony with the Flood Desolation, and he may really become the master of the Flood Desolation Plane.

"If you want to control the Flood Desolation Plane, what is my Heavenly Plane?" In the distance, the battle spear in the hand of the powerhouse of the Heavenly Plane danced, pulling the power of the Heavenly Plane to expand around.

Above the heavenly dome, cracks were torn apart, and countless figures flew down among them.

The Heavenly Plane is fully invading!

Ahead, the army of the Flood Desolation, led by the divine beasts and battle arrays, struggled to resist those figures falling from the sky.

"You don't have a choice." Illusory Han Muye clenched his fists, and his eyes revealed tyranny.

"Or, work with me to reshape the Flood Plane."

"Or, watch the desolate heaven and earth be swallowed up by the Heavenly Plane."

In today's situation, only the reshaping of the wilderness can stop the powerhouses of the Heavenly Plane.

Otherwise, the origin is not condensed enough, whether it is a divine beast or a cultivator, they are all suppressed in front of the other party, and they are powerless to make a move.

As for the reshaping of the flood wilderness, it is to devour everything in Han Muye and get back all the power from the Heavenly Immortal Venerable.

The sword in the Yellow Fat Tiger's hand was raised again.

But this time, Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hand and pressed her sword edge.

"Your father-in-law can't be suppressed like this, he must have some plan."

"Let's see."

The cloud light on the altar couldn't be broken with a blow just now, and Huang Lao Liu already understood that he couldn't change anything by relying on their strength.

And from beginning to end, Han Muye didn't seem to really resist.

It doesn't make sense.

Seeing that Huang Lao Liu and Huang Zhihu in front of him did not make any more moves, the army of the Flood Desolation went all out to resist the powerhouses of the Heavenly Plane, the figure of the illusory Han Muye shook slightly, and the qi and blood and clouds behind him also began to intertwine.

This scene is as if a cloud dragon is devouring endless power.

This was devouring all of Han Muye's Origin Power.

It's just that between the clouds and light shocking, the expression on the illusory Han Muye's face changed from calm to surprise, and then to horror.

"You, how can your Origin Power be so stable!"

"Qi and blood, this qi and blood are not right!"

"Where's my dragon crocodile power?"

"Sword, where did the Immortal Sword go?"

"This body, this body is wrong!"

……

Tongtian Immortal Venerable's voice went from a whisper of surprise at the beginning, to a mad roar.

From a mad roar to a panicked shout.

He thought that the qi and blood he had already controlled could be directly fused with the power of the dragon crocodile, but now he couldn't feel a trace of it on Han Muye.

He thought that by making up for his Zhuxian Sword, he would be able to control Han Muye's Divine Soul Sword and turn it into a Zhuxian Sword Array, but what about Han Muye's three Divine Soul Swords?

He has always been determined that as long as he controls Han Muye's body, implicates his origin with the Flood Desolation Heaven and Earth, and releases the power of the original seven treasures, he can become the master of the Flood Desolation.

But what about the treasures?

What about the origin of Han Muye's body?

"You, who the hell are you—"

Everything that was planned is suddenly found that everything is not what was planned before.

The power of the dragon crocodile is gone.

The Sword of the Divine Soul is gone.

All the treasures left by the Lord of Jiuxuan Peak are gone.

So what else?

Without these powers, how can they be integrated?

After the fusion, it is impossible for the power to control the flood wilderness anymore, let alone let the flood wilderness reunite the plane.

In other words, all plans will come to naught.

Countless years, countless times to reverse time and space, countless times to accumulate.

Today is the closest time to success.

The illusory Han Muye's body continued to vibrate, revealing the body of Tongtian Immortal Venerable.

It is not Tongtian Immortal Venerable, but a body wearing a black robe, with dragon horns on his head, and a body with divine patterns on his face.

This is the true face of Tongtian Immortal Venerable, a body that existed before the Flood Era, not a pure human race.

"Han Muye, come out for me!"

Tongtian Immortal Venerable shouted angrily, looking at the clouds surging above the altar.

With his angry shout, a figure stepped out from the altar.

Han Muye.

Han Muye, who thought he had been suppressed and devoured, appeared there with a tall figure at this time.

"You tell me how you did it."

"What about the power of the dragon crocodile?"

"What about the power of the desolation?"

"Zhou Tian Sword Formation, and your Divine Soul Sword, where have they gone?"

Staring at Han Muye, Tongtian Immortal Venerable gritted his teeth and spoke.

He has been planning for countless years, countless times, just waiting for this time.

He was not reconciled.

He wanted to ask.

Han Muye stood in place, his face indifferent.

Looking up at Tongtian Immortal Venerable, who looked anxious and crazy, he shook his head slightly.

"The road is complete, and one of them is gone."

"In this world, there will be a glimmer of life after all."

"Tongtian Immortal Venerable. Don't you understand? ”

"You and I are one of the ones who have escaped......

The flood shattered, and one of the heavens and the earth disappeared, turning into a heavenly immortal.

As for Han Muye, it has always been an accident that is free from the flood wilderness.

"No, it can't be!" Tongtian Immortal Venerable looked crazy on his face and looked at the heavenly dome above his head that was constantly collapsing.

The army of the Heavenly Plane has arrived, and the Flood Plane is unstable, how can such a situation be supported?

The flood is really going to collapse and disappear this time.

"Han Muye, Han Muye, I have been planning for countless thousands of years, the desolate heaven and earth will be reincarnated into the plane, all living beings can live forever, and there will be no more calamities......"

Tongtian Immortal Venerable's face showed a look of dejection.

The void shook, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and the reunion of the plane became a luxury.

It's over.

"Is it difficult to reunite with the desolation?" Han Muye looked at the sky and said lightly.

Difficult?

Is this a difficult thing?

Tongtian Immortal Venerable shook his head with a look of despair.

"The origin cannot be supported, it cannot be aggregated, the heavens and the earth collapse, fall into endless darkness, and turn into nothingness."

"This is the collapse of the Origin, what force can support the entire plane when the Origin is not gathered?"

The sky is collapsing.

The source is dissipating.

Han Muye looked at the heaven and earth above his head, and his expression was still calm.

He stepped out, and his voice rang out.

"Just supporting one plane?"

"Is it hard?"

(End of chapter)