Sixth brother.

There is only one person who can be called the sixth brother by Han Muye, the sword watcher of the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Xuan Sword Gate, Huang Lao Liu.

Wandering between life and death countless times, the one who can make Han Muye's life the most is the sixth brother, Huang Zhenxiong.

"Boom-"

Ahead, the black-armored six-armed demon god punched the demon dragon's waist, shattering the scale armor on the demon dragon's body.

The demon dragon roared, but fell to the ground, to no avail.

The cultivation of this six-armed black-armored demon god has obviously condensed one of the origin worlds, and divided yin and yang to determine life and death, and he is a cultivator at the peak of the life and death realm.

Huang Lao Liu's cultivation is not worse than the other party, and even in the cultivation realm, it will be higher.

Han Muye knew that Huang Laoliu's cultivation realm must be a heavenly machine or even a causal level.

But Huang Lao Liu did not cultivate the cultivation method of the high-level plane and condensed his Qiankun Dao world.

Without Qiankun Heaven and Earth, without the power of the Great Dao in his body, Huang Laoliu's combat power was only at the peak of the Origin Realm.

If it weren't for his physical strength, he wouldn't have been able to support a move in front of the black-armored demon god.

"Mole ant, admit defeat."

"Surrender to the deity, offer all your resources, and the deity will make you the deity's protector dragon."

The six-armed demon god laughed, stepped on the demon dragon, and shouted.

"Let go of Sixth Brother!"

"Save the sixth brother!"

Several voices rang out, and the figure rushed into the square.

The struggling demon dragon roared: "He Yangsun, Lao Tzu is not dead yet!" ”

It's a pity that even if he struggles, he can't break free.

The power of the six-armed demon god is too strong.

"Haha, the rules of the dueling arena, those who enter the arena will live and die."

"You ants, it looks like you want to die together."

"The deity is very interested in the resources behind your Jujin Firm."

The six-armed demon god drank all over his body, and the three arms behind his back pressed forward.

The arm turned into a monstrous demonic flame, enveloping several figures in front of it.

"Drink—"

With a low shout, an iron-clad battle puppet flew forward and punched out.

God Butcher War Golem.

Cosmic-level combat power.

The cosmic-level combat power corresponds to the plane level, at least in the Heavenly Machine Realm.

But without the convergence of the origin of the plane, and without the condensation of its own Qiankun World, the combat power of the Heavenly Machine Realm could not be exerted at all.

When Han Muye arrived at the Pantian Plane, it was the same, there was no realm, but the combat power could not match.

The dragon slayer battle puppet's punch hit the black-armored demon god's body, and before it touched its body, it was directly frozen.

An illusory world emerges.

Between the two, there is a mountain and a sea.

This is the difference in strength.

The immortal power of the dragon slaying war puppet surged, but to no avail.

"Since you're looking for death, that deity—"

Before the myth of the Black Armor Demon was finished, he suddenly frowned.

Ahead, I don't know when a young man wearing a green robe with an indifferent face fell.

This figure actually appeared in front of his Qiankun Heaven and Earth, so that he did not know at all.

How is this possible?

"Han Muye!" The God Butcher turned his head with surprise on his face.

"Master Han!" He Yangsun raised his head, his eyes bursting with light.

The body of the demon dragon lying on the ground shook, and slowly raised its head.

"You guy, what a good time to come......"

Han Muye chuckled, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

He is no longer the cultivator who can stir his mind back then, but when he sees Huang Lao Liu and them again, he still has waves in his heart.

"Die!" The black-armored demon god smashed down with a punch.

An illusory heaven and earth pressed down in front of Han Muye.

A punch is the power of a realm, and such a powerful method makes those cultivators watching outside the square all let out a low voice.

The strength of this black-armored demon god is beyond the ordinary realm of life and death.

Such a character can indeed be called a party.

Han Muye didn't look up, just a sword light flashed in front of him.

"Zheng—"

A sword fell, and an arm fell to the ground.

"Boom-"

The long sword slashed off his arm, and in an instant, it had pierced into the illusory world in front of him.

The illusory world was turbulent, and one of the billion-mile-long sword marks appeared.

The sword marks shattered the heaven and earth, and the origin power of it exploded, escaping from the square and collapsing in all directions!

The endless impact of the origin on the entire 100,000-zhang square square, and the cultivators who were watching around all flew up in surprise.

Countless precious spiritual materials, all kinds of treasures, and the incomparably tame origin power that has been refined are scattered, and they can be collected as long as they reach out.

When the endless streamer dissipated, there was no longer a demon dragon in the square, and there were no Han Muye, He Yangsun and others.

Only the black-armored demon god had cut off one of his arms, his face was pale, his body was full of qi and blood and his origin was constantly surging, and he knelt on the ground with difficulty in suppression.

"It's so powerful, even the eight-armed flame demon can be defeated."

"I'm afraid that sword already has the power above life and death, and with one sword, it will smash the Qiankun World of the Great Venerable of the Flame Demon."

There was a whisper all around, and all the cultivators who had benefited quietly retreated.

But a hundred breaths, several figures flew down.

Each of them was dressed in battle armor and had gloomy faces.

"Fire Demon, who did it?" The first middle-aged man who also had eight arms, but was taller and taller, with an illusory mountain floating behind him, looked at the Great Venerable of the Flame Demon who was sitting on the ground, and spoke in a deep voice.

This middle-aged man has gathered the origin of his body, and has turned into a mountain, which is obviously a Heavenly Machine Realm overhaul.

"Jujin Firm, it's Jujin Firm......" The Great Venerable of the Flame Demon, who had cut off an arm and was cut to pieces, gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.

"That man is a sword cultivator, and his sword is very powerful."

A shudder, fear flashed in the eyes of the Great Venerable of the Flame Demon.

Several other black-armored demon cultivators were all condensed with killing intent on their bodies.

"Hmph, the people who dare to touch my Red Heaven Demon Sect will also be killed if they find the Mengjia Plane Buddha."

"Summons, those who have a message from the Jujin Commercial Bank will be rewarded with three thousand high-grade Mengjia Divine Stones."

Mengjia Divine Stone is the essence gathered by the power of qi and blood, and it is called Pantian Stone in the Pantian plane.

In every high-level plane, the cultivation resources in it are all common.

The three thousand top-grade Mengjia Divine Stones can already make countless cultivators excited.

"Jujin Firm, I know, they have only been in Deer Blood City for a short time."

"I know that they are stationed in the Snow Cloud Valley outside the city, where the alien cultivators and caravans gather."

"They have quite a few caravans, and it is said that they have come across the galaxy."

One voice after another sounded, making the black-armored demon god in front of him smile a little.

"Okay, the deity captures those who gather gold and the merchants, and then fulfills the promise."

"You can also go to my Red Sky Demon Sect residence to redeem rewards."

After speaking, his body moved, turned into a hundred-zhang troll, and flew away.

Behind him, the other Demon Cultivators of the Red Sky Demon Sect also followed closely behind, heading out of the city.

At this time, Han Muye, the pale-faced Huang Lao Liu, and the happy He Yangsun and others had already returned to Xueyun Valley.

"The reunion of the flood plane requires resources, and the fat tiger girl leads the army to sweep around and compete with the sky plane."

"I discussed with He Yangsun and them, and according to some star maps, I want to find a high-level plane to trade."

Sitting in the tent, Huang Lao Liu had a little emotion on his face.

Han Muye pressed the sky plane with the flood plane, and supported one plane with the power of one person.

But his strength was also exhausted, and he had to sleep in his incarnation, and his main body stepped into the Pantian plane to practice.

The two planes left behind were at war and attacked each other.

If the Desolate Plane wants to reunite, it needs to devour the Heavenly Plane.

It's a long process.

can only wait for Han Muye to return.

But Huang Fat Tiger and the others were not willing to wait for the plane to merge, and they didn't want to rely on Han Muye for everything.

According to the meaning of the Yellow Fat Tiger, they began to exert their strength to enhance the origin power of the Flood Desolation Plane.

It is the best choice to go to other planes to find the source power to replenish.

"Those high-level circulating bloodstones, one can create an Immortal Monarch Realm."

"It's a pity that we don't have enough resources, and we rely on the Warframe War Golem to exchange some bloodstones, but after all, the amount is too small."

Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hands, and there were seven or eight blood-colored stones in his palms.

Mengjia Divine Stone.

Each piece is roughly equivalent to the top-grade Heavenly Stone of the Origin Realm.

There was a battle for such a bloodstone in the Flood Lands.

These bloodstones, which contain endless qi and blood, can supplement the origin of heaven and earth, and can be used for cultivation.

Jujin Commercial Bank has sent back a lot of its origins through several transactions.

However, because the level of the Flood Desolation Plane is too low now, there are no treasures that can be used to exchange blood stones and resources.

"Sixth brother, you heal your wounds first." Han Muye glanced at Huang Lao Liu and stood up.

He raised his hand, and a blood-colored stone flew down in front of Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hand to hold it, trembling all over.

"This, this, what level of bloodstone?"