The divine light of the Origin Creator dissipated, and Han Muye clenched the flame in his hand.

His eyes flashed with endless depth.

Even if he is a strong creator, he can't detect that he has probed a trace of secrets.

The Origin Creator didn't know that his origin and memories had been seen by Han Muye.

If he knew that Han Muye had such means, it would be impossible for him to hand over his divine power to Han Muye.

"The Creator is not telling the truth......

With a soft voice, the sword light on Han Muye's body shone, enveloping the power of the god's end.

The sword light collided with the flames, and the cascading sword light directly shattered.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, the qi and blood on his body were agitated, and the sword light condensed again.

The power of the end of the gods seemed to be also attracted and pressed towards Han Muye.

The sword light resisted the flames, then shattered.

The power of the end of the god is not blazing, but it is too strong for the sword light to resist at all.

Looking at the power of the end of the god that was getting closer and closer, the sword light on Han Muye's body burst out.

The originally shattered sword light instantly reappeared, turning into a long sword.

It cannot be said to be a long sword, but a short sword with a handle.

The small swords, no more than a foot long, numbered in the tens of thousands, slammed into the flames in front of them, and then turned into gray-black streamers.

The streamer was still in the shape of a sword.

The sword light in front of Han Muye continued, condensing, and was shattered into a small sword by the flames.

The sword light shattered layer by layer, and the sword weapon became smaller and smaller, from the length of the ruler at the beginning to the length of the inch at the back, half an inch, and then to the millimeter.

Each sword is millimeters long, and it is difficult to see with the naked eye.

Each sword is a combination of the power of the sword and the power of Han Muye's divine soul, and it is the condensation of the original power of the sword.

But such a sword still can't resist the power of the god end coming from the opposite side, but it makes the power of the god end stronger.

All the sword weapons that were impregnated by the power of the end of the gods turned into the dark sword of the end of the gods.

On each sword weapon, a faint gray power surged.

That kind of powerful power seemed to crush Han Muye directly.

This is to be devoured, to be devoured.

If he is consumed by the power of the gods, he will become a slave of the gods and be manipulated by the power of the gods.

Not only that, but the power of the end of the gods will follow its instincts and infect the surrounding heaven and earth, swallowing the surrounding void and turning it into endless darkness.

At this moment, Han Muye seemed to have opened the door to the fallen abyss, and he couldn't turn back.

Devoured by the end of the gods?

Han Muye stood in place, not retreating.

On his body, there was a strong surge of sword light.

Even as the power of the dark god end got closer and closer, he still didn't move.

The fragmented sword weapons are getting smaller and smaller, as small as a tiny end, so small that ten thousand sword weapons are not as small as a fine dust.

Endless dust dense in front of him, each one is sword light!

Swordsman, never flinch!

Swordsman, never afraid!

The swordsman, even with hundreds of millions of enemies in front, also move forward bravely!

"Boom—"

The sword light exploded again, dividing again.

The sword weapon that was differentiated this time was even smaller, and hundreds of millions of sword lights could not converge into a speck of dust.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed, he took a deep breath, the divine light on his body surged, and the sword light exploded.

The endless sword light differentiates for the last time!

The sword light of differentiation has reached the point where it is impossible to perceive.

This was the limit of what he could control his sword light.

No matter how subtle it is, all the sword light will shatter into nothingness.

Ahead, the flame of the end of the god surged again, and the endless dark sword light that was enveloping it pressed down.

At this moment, Han Muye let out a low shout, and all the sword light reversed and slashed towards himself.

Chop yourself!

I don't know how many billions of sword light slashed towards Han Muye himself!

With so much sword light, he didn't even have a chance to escape

Yes, they will be directly cut into endless pieces, and even the divine soul will not be able to escape.

Can't resist the end of the gods, and is unwilling to be devoured by it, so choose to destroy everything about yourself?

There is only one explanation.

Han Muye didn't have the courage to resist before the power of the gods, and chose to destroy everything.

"Hum—"

The dark sword light that Ben pressed towards him suddenly burst out, entangling all the sword light.

Don't let him die.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a chuckle.

It's done.

If he dies at this time, these sword lights will be shattered.

This is not what God wants.

The power of the gods is to be controlled, not destroyed.

The end of God is from the inside out.

If Han Muye dies, there will be no inside and outside.

At this time, the sword light was entangled.

It was an extremely subtle sword light, calculated in trillions.

With such a subtle sword light, the power on it is also extremely weak.

Whether it is Han Muye's strength or the power of the gods, they are all weak to the extreme.

This is the opportunity that Han Muye is waiting for, and it is the ultimate he deduces!

His strength could never resist the end of the gods.

Those sword lights can't stop it.

But what about Jianguang himself?

What about the sword light that does not want to be eroded, who does not want to turn into the power of the gods?

At this moment, Han Muye felt that an endless world was being born in front of him!

Every sword light seems to have its own wisdom and its own life!

Han Muye's eyes burst out with endless brilliance, and all the sword light in front of him directly dissipated, turning into black and white entangled breaths, leading the power of the end of the god to merge into his body.

The end of the god is from the inside out, and he needs the strength of his body to nourish him.

He is now using himself to nourish this divine power, so that those black sword light breaths will not be cut off.

With these black aura suppression, his differentiated sword light will be under pressure, and his spiritual intelligence will be stronger and stronger, not only evolving.

One day, the black and white sword light will have true spiritual intelligence, and at that time, it will be the realm of the Creator!

All the sword light became the spiritual level, which was when Han Muye stepped into the Creator.

Tempered by the power of the end of the gods, they become the creator, and they are defeated, and they become the food of the gods.

In the world's cultivation, only sword cultivation can be so cruel to himself, cutting off all the ways to retreat.

"Hum—"

With a wave of his hand, a black and white sword appeared in front of him.

There was a hint of agility on this sword light.

With such a sword light, the Creator does not even have the strength to resist it.

Because the two intertwined forces on this sword weapon have far surpassed the divine realm!

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Han Muye chuckled lightly, and then sighed softly.

Desperately fighting for this power, I don't know what is right or wrong.

What he needed now was to find unimaginable resources and cultivate this sword weapon into an endless world.

This long sword is composed of trillions of sword lights, each of which has to generate a world.

What kind of resources are needed for this?

How many planes is enough?

"Boom—"

Outside the retreat room, there was a roar.

Han Muye's body moved, and he flew into the void.

In front of the Heavenly Altar, the military formations attracted monstrous qi, blood, and light flames.

Jade Dust took the form of a dragon and carefully guarded it in front of the altar.

"Cao Lin Dazun, I said that the fall of the Gathering Spirit Divine Venerable has nothing to do with me, and if I entangle it again, will it be because I will not dare to make you an enemy of the Heavenly Dragon Clan?"

Yuchen's voice rang out.

Between the surrounding heaven and earth, an illusory divine light stirred.

"Enemies?"

"Will the Celestial Dragons be enemies of the deity for you?"

"The deity already is

At the peak of the Domination Realm, you are only one step away from entering the Void Breaking Realm, and it is wise for you to transform into the Heavenly Dragon Clan and give up on you."

Ahead, in the middle of the military formation, a thousand-foot tall gold-armored general appeared.

Domination realm, origin and law, the manifestation of the golden body of the Great Dao.

"Hand over the person who misdiagnosed the illness of the deity in the main hall and caused him to fall unexpectedly, otherwise, the deity will break your altar and cut your jade dust into the dust!"

The golden body of the Great Dao stepped out in one step, staring at the jade dust.

"You said that the person who misdiagnosed the Gathering Spirit Divine Venerable was talking about me?" A voice came from mid-air.

Han Muye put his hands behind his back, his body was in clothes, and he fell in front of Yuchen: "It's about the reputation of the deity, it's better to make this matter clear."

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