Huang Lao Liu has a bloodstone on his hands.

But these bloodstones were too far behind the one Han Muye took out.

The origin power contained in this piece of bloodstone is 100,000 times that of Huang Laoliu's bloodstones!

This kind of rich origin made Huang Lao Liu completely confused.

"Let's heal first."

"The power behind that eight-armed demon god is not small, and it will be traced here soon."

Han Muye did not explain the grade of this Heavenly Stone.

This piece is the Heavenly Stone of Life and Death, and it is left behind by the strong man who killed the realm of life and death.

The origin power contained in this piece is about equivalent to Huang Laoliu's cultivation level.

In other words, Huang Laoliu's cultivation in his life is equivalent to the power contained in this heavenly stone.

Han Muye didn't tell Huang Lao Liu this, because he was afraid of shaking Huang Lao Liu's Dao heart.

For cultivators in the lower planes, stepping into the upper planes, they will find that what they have sought for countless years in the past is nothing more than a dream in the end.

The accumulation of the past is basically worthless in the higher planes.

Many cultivators eventually choose to return to their own plane because they can't hold on to it in the higher planes.

Looking at the bloodstone in his palm, Huang Laoliu's face changed, and finally grinned: "Cheng, I will take your things, and I will treat them as a big eater." ”

He was never polite to Han Muye.

Anyway, countless times he has sold his life to this brother of life and death.

Holding the bloodstone tightly, Huang Laoliu's body was filled with blood, turning into a light cocoon.

The blood-colored power intertwined, enveloping its body, and countless blood threads poured into its body, healing all the injuries it had suffered before.

This is the strength of the original power, the origin of life and death, only life and death cannot be broken.

"Boom-"

Around Huang Laoliu's body, an endless whirlwind was stirring.

This is after his cultivation is stabilized, the source power he has attracted has begun to rise.

Huang Lao Liu's cultivation was suppressed by the origin, and he couldn't show the strength to match, and now he has this Pantian Stone of Life and Death, and he can finally improve.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a Qiankun bead flew down.

This was not the Qiankun Bead he had condensed himself, but it was obtained when he killed a cultivator in the Qiankun Realm.

In this Qiankun Pearl, some of the origin of heaven and earth has been condensed, and some materials have been collected, but they have not yet turned into the Qiankun world.

Such a Qiankun bead is suitable for Huang Laoliu refining.

Qiankun beads flew down on the light cocoon, and Huang Lao Liu opened his eyes, revealing joy in his eyes.

He laughed, and drew the blood light to devour the pearl.

All the origins in the Qiankun world were shaken, and then they were impregnated by blood-colored streamers.

Han Muye took a few steps back, raised his hand, and a few blood-colored stones flew down.

"He Yangsun, you refine the Pantian Stone first."

After he finished speaking, his body moved, and he had disappeared in place.

He Yangsun and the others held the bloodstone in their hands, with a wry smile on their faces.

Every bloodstone they couldn't get before.

Every transaction is too much worse than this bloodstone.

"In the past, in the galaxy universe, Master Han could always surprise us, but now look at it, it's really true."

"As long as Master Han is here, nothing can stump him." He Yangsun whispered with emotion.

Several of the cultivators around him who had come with him all nodded.

The Flood Desolation Plane suppressed and devoured the Heavenly Plane, the Galaxy Universe merged with the Flood Desolation, and several forces established by Han Muye before were merged under the auspices of the Yellow Fat Tiger.

Nine Xuan Sword Sect, this is the name of the force after the union of all forces.

The sect master of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect was Han Muye.

The Yellow Fat Tiger is the suzerain and presides over all things.

The Nine Xuan Sword Sect is now the master of the Flood Desolation Plane, controlling the entire Flood Desolation.

From the growth of the Flood Desolation Plane to the suppression and devouring of the Sky Plane, as well as the alliance and confrontation between the forces of the surrounding planes, Huang Fat Tiger is presiding.

Huang Zhihu once promised to protect the flood for him when Han Muye's real body left.

In the station, the God Butcher War Puppet who accompanied Han Muye told him everything that happened after Han Muye left.

In the midst of the desolation, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect was already the absolute dominant force.

Whether it is the Yellow Fat Tiger or others, with the blessing of dimensional power, the cultivation has improved extremely quickly, and the strength has become stronger and stronger.

The sword array and the power of the divine beasts merged, conquering the heavenly plane, pressing them to fight.

However, the origin of the flood desolation plane is weak, if it weren't for Han Muye's incarnation to carry the suppression, the origin of the flood desolation would no longer be able to support it.

On the one hand, they led a large army to seize the origin from the Heavenly Plane, and on the other hand, they scattered everywhere, entering other planes or trading, or cultivating, wanting to feed back to the Flood Plane.

"It's really too difficult to support a seat...... "The God Butcher Golem whispered softly.

What he said was that Han Muye was supporting the plane alone, and that Huang Fat Tiger was supporting the flood wilderness.

Originally, he didn't want to participate in the battles of all parties anymore, but later he came out and traded with Huang Lao Liu and them to all sides.

"Zhao Chen, they all went to the nearest plane, and Huang Laoliu led He Yangsun and them to this Mengjia plane, and wanted to exchange more resources to bring back."

The transactions between the Nine Xuan Sword Sect and the outside world were all in the name of the Jujin Trading House, and Zhao Chen and others, who had established the Jujin Trading House in the cultivation world, were still presiding over the Jujin Trading House.

Han Muye's face showed a little emotion.

Those guys who followed him back then are now able to take charge of themselves and run amok.

These guys have a future that they didn't dare to think of before.

"Boom-"

In the distance, a hundred-zhang demon god flew down.

"What about the ants of the Jujin Trading House? Get out of here and die! ”

The roar rang out.

The body of a demon god flew down.

In the Snow Cloud Valley, several figures flew out, trying to block those demon gods, but they were directly knocked into the air.

"Ants, are you looking for death?"

"I dare to take care of the affairs of the Red Sky Demon Sect?"

Those demon gods roared angrily, causing the clouds to turmoil between the surrounding heaven and earth, and the origin power turned into a whirlwind.

The figures who wanted to rush out heard the name of the Red Sky Demon Sect, and they all retreated.

Several divine thoughts were staggered, and a four-armed old man in a green robe flew up, holding a wooden staff in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Fellow Daoists of the Red Heaven Demon Sect, our Snow Cloud Valley is a place where scattered cultivators gather, and all parties come here to seek a living in casual cultivation, and I hope you can let go of a way out." ”

"We'll hand over the people from the Jujin Firm, and you can dispose of it yourself, okay?"

"As a sign of sincerity, we can hand over the treasure worth three hundred top-grade Mengjia Divine Stones."

The strength of the qi and blood origin in the old man's body was agitated, and he was clearly a powerhouse in the realm of life and death.

This kind of cultivation is a rare top master in this Deer Blood City.

This Snow Cloud Valley is a gathering of scattered cultivators from all sides, and naturally it is also presided over by a strong person.

The so-called casual practice is nothing more than practitioners from all walks of life who do not want to be supervised.

After the old man finished speaking, several figures flew out behind him, all with a dignified breath.

Snow Cloud Valley also has the power to fight.

"Okay, give you a quarter of an hour."

"If you don't hand over those gold merchants after a quarter of an hour, the deity will set foot in the Snow Cloud Valley."

The body of the previous demon god turned into an eight-armed man with a black demon pattern on his face, wearing iron armor, holding a sword and spear, and shouting loudly.

The old man of Snow Cloud Valley nodded, raised his hand and threw out a palm-sized wooden box, and then flew down.

Its figure flickered in a few steps, and it had already arrived at Han Muye's location.

The Slaughter Golem's form blocked its path.

In the camp, those cultivators who came from the Flood Desolation Plane were all nervously looking at Han Muye and the God Slaughter War Puppet in front of them.

"You have also heard, if you offend the Red Sky Demon Sect, I will not be able to protect you in Snow Cloud Valley."

"The hundred Mengjia Divine Stones that we sent at the beginning are not enough to make up for our losses today."

"Go and meet those people from the Red Sky Demon Sect yourself, and leave all the goods behind."

The old man with the wooden staff swept his gaze, glanced at Han Muye, and shook his head: "You can't come back alive anyway, just hand over these goods to me Xueyun Valley." ”

Go on the scamp.

This is the casual practice.