Unreal.

Between the virtual and the real, the flow is uncertain.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a blue-gray streamer appeared in his palm.

"Measure the catastrophe."

There was a solemnity in his eyes.

No wonder.

This is clearly the power of the calamity.

The desolate world was originally because of the power of the calamity, and it collapsed again and again.

Including the galaxy universe, as well as other planes, they did not dare to be contaminated with the power of the Tribulation.

The power of the Tribulation condensed at the bottom of the abyss and turned into ruin realms.

This kind of power of illusion and reality is the power of calamity.

"The power of the Tribulation is the power of breaking the void realm that surpasses the master, recorded in the classics, and even the Pantian plane is almost extinct."

Han Muye whispered.

It was only at this time that he realized that the power of the original Tribulation was the pinnacle of the power of that face, and it was said that it surpassed the power of the Lord to break the void.

This level of power destroys heaven and earth, and reincarnation is endless.

The desolate universe collapsed because of such forces.

"Broken?"

The fire spirit nodded, with a look of clarity on his face: "No wonder even the Divine Monarch is asleep, it turns out that there is such a powerful force to suppress it." ”

Back then, the Flame Clan was extremely powerful.

The Giant Source Plane should have been dominated by the Flame Clan.

The Juyuan clan was able to become the master of this plane and defeat the flame clan, and it turned out that there was a strong man who surpassed the master level.

"Hum—"

The illusory clouds and mist in front of him seemed to sense the power of the calamity in Han Muye's hand, and they shook and floated, enveloping him.

Han Muye shook his head, and the power of the tribulation in his hand dispersed.

Although he had the power to measure the calamity, he didn't think he could compete with the remaining power of breaking the void here.

"Let's go."

As soon as his body moved, he stepped directly on the mountain before the clouds shrouded him.

The fire spirit followed him, and a flame surged outside his body, turning into a protective light curtain.

The flames outside the two of them seemed to be extinguished under the impact of illusory power.

The Fire Spirit had a look of surprise on his face.

He had never been here before, and he had no idea that the illusory power of this place could be so powerful.

Walking a hundred miles, Han Muye paused.

At this time, the fire spirit was already pale.

Although the power of the fire spirit is not in its heyday, the level of its power is the reincarnation realm.

Such a power cannot resist the erosion of illusory power.

"Master, what should I do?"

The fire spirit looked at Han Muye and whispered unwillingly.

Han Muye stretched out his hand and resisted the illusory power in front of him.

In him, there is an illusory power intertwined.

"Breaking the void, since it is necessary to break through the void, then we will enter the void."

As his words fell, his body began to blur.

However, at the moment of voiding, the power of flames appeared around him.

Flame.

Divine fire.

Countless divine fires stirred and turned into thousands of streamers.

Han Muye's body was transformed by the Golden Crow True Spirit Bone.

He even controlled countless divine fires.

At this time, his single-hand strength was divided into endless flames.

The fire spirit standing behind him stared at the countless flames in front of him, his eyes widening.

"This, how is this possible?"

"How can there be so many divine fires in the world?"

The Divine Court claims to have hundreds of millions of sources of flames, but they don't dare to say that there can be so many divine fires.

"Boom-"

As the number of divine fires reached 10,000, the illusory world in front of him began to collapse.

It's not that it is collapsing, but that the world is beginning to turn into illusion.

Unreal, realistic, intertwined.

Han Muye's eyes opened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Break-"

Break!

Break through the falsehood!

A flame turned into a three-inch flame.

The flame rose with the wind, condensing into a thousand-foot flame beast.

The Flame Behemoth just raised its forefoot and slapped it hard, and the heavens and the earth shattered.

Shattering the heavens and the earth, the body of the flame giant beast swelled again, becoming a 100,000-foot giant beast.

The illusory world around them shook and shattered.

The Flame Behemoth also shattered, leaving only a flame bead with a hint of blue-gray streamer, which merged into Han Muye's body.

"Hum—"

The second bead appeared again, and in an instant, it vibrated into a thousand-foot fire dragon.

The fire dragon swallowed flames, scorching the heavens and the earth, and its body continued to expand.

In the end, the body of the 100,000-foot black fire dragon shattered and sank with heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth collapsed, and a blue-gray bead appeared, which was grabbed by Han Muye's hand and integrated into his body.

A third ball of fire appears.

……

Fire Dragon, Fire Phoenix, Golden Crow.

Countless flame beast bodies reached their pinnacle in this illusory world, and then shattered.

Han Muye evolved with the power of his own divine soul, and every time he spawned the flame power to the extreme, inducing the power of breaking the void to suppress it, and then dissipating.

That trace of void-breaking power also melted into the flames.

Time has stood still in this moment.

The power of breaking the void is controlled, and this side of the world and time will no longer move forward.

In front of Han Muye, ten thousand divine fires evolved, seemingly from the ancient to the end.

"Hum—"

After the number of flames shattered, the space in front of Han Muye's body finally shook, and then, together with his body, it turned into an illusion.

At this time, the blue-gray aura in Han Muye's body had reached the extreme.

Each fire bead brought back a cloud of blue ash to break the void, and now Han Muye finally has the power to break the void by this means!

"Broken."

opened his mouth lightly, and the world in front of him collapsed instantly.

Stretches of golden palaces appear in front of you.

These palaces were built on flames and rose with blazing flames.

"It's rare, after three hundred and twenty epochs of reincarnation, someone finally set foot here."

"The inheritance of my Flame Divine Court has not yet been destroyed."

A voice rang out.

Ahead, in the midst of the flames, a figure walked slowly.

It was a beautiful nun wearing a golden crown and a red gown.

Graceful, dignified, and gorgeous.

"Divine Monarch ......"

The fire spirit lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

It was a memory in his natural bloodline, and he had to bow his head.

"God-king?" Han Muye's gaze fell on the female cultivator, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "It's a pity that you have already fallen." ”

A strong man who dominates the realm has fallen here.

"Hehe, breaking the blockade, I can stalemate this power here, and not let it sweep this plane, it's already the limit."

"If I hadn't died, this place would have already become the food for the power of breaking the void."

The nun sighed and turned her head to look around.

"This is the place where my Flame Clan originated, how can I bear to see it turn into illusion?"

A side of heaven and earth has become the food of illusory power.

Han Muye devoured the perception, and at this time he also understood the terrifying power of breaking the void.

Heaven and earth like the flood famine have now become a hotbed of the power of the calamity, constantly nourishing, and never ending.

"Since you are here today, you are destined for my divine court."

The golden-robed female cultivator looked at Han Muye with a smile on her face.

She raised her hand and made a move, and Han Muye's body flew forward.

"Gives you two choices."

"First, let's double cultivate, let me nurture a Origin Flame for you."

"This flame has a chance to burn through the illusion of this place one day, and let the Flame God Court return."

"The second choice is to inherit my Flame God Seat, control this plane, and become the master of the giant source plane."

The female cultivator looked at Han Muye with her eyes and said softly, "How do you choose?" ”

"How to choose?" Han Muye slowly raised his hand with a chuckle on his face.

Moved, update late, sorry.

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