"Boom-"

In the distance, between heaven and earth, a golden flying carriage rushed in.

The carriage was dragged by five golden dragons, and the frame was forged with Xuantian colored gold, and this carriage alone was worth at least tens of millions of high-grade rocks.

The golden dragon of ten thousand zhang, each end is a Qiankun realm, with its own Qiankun world.

This kind of divine beast is the overlord in one side of the world, but he didn't expect to be able to pull a cart.

"Royalty!"

"The Immortal Dynasty royal family is here!"

All around, there was a burst of exclamations.

I thought that it was Wulingzhou of the Immortal Dynasty who was guarding the Golden Palace, but I didn't expect that even the royal family was alarmed.

A battle led by the county government to conquer the heavens can even be rewarded by the royal family in person.

"When the royal family arrives, I don't know what reward will be."

Some people are envious, some people frown.

Although Han Muye's merits this time were great, they were not so big that they needed the royal family to come forward.

On Wuling Continent, at least 10,000 years ago, no royal family has appeared in public.

"Pantian Immortal Zhao Jing came to the Cloud Tapir Marquis and asked General Han Muye to come out to greet him."

Above the golden frame, a voice rang out.

This voice was full of majesty, causing the surrounding heaven and earth origin to stir, clearly carrying the blessing of the Great Dao of this direction.

This is the Tianwei of the officials of the Immortal Dynasty.

On Yunxu Mountain, the sword light flowing in the sky paused, as if it was suppressed by the coercion of the Immortal Dynasty.

But in the next moment, the entire Yunxu Mountain became illusory.

"Escape into the Void!"

"Yunxu Mountain can actually break through the origin of heaven and earth, and it is not suppressed by the Pantian plane!"

In front of the mountain gate, a series of whispering voices sounded.

Countless cultivators looked up, looking at the mountain gate was also illusory, and their expressions changed.

In front of the royal family of the Pantian plane, he directly hid the mountain gate into the void, what is this for?

Could it be a direct provocation?

Ahead, the golden dragon roared, and a heaven-shattering qi and blood on the golden frame turned into a pillar of light.

A middle-aged man wearing a golden gown and a pale cyan jade crown stepped out of the frame and stood in the air, looking at the illusory jade void mountain in front of him.

Zhao Jing, Marquis of Cloud Tapir, royal status.

That surging qi and blood is clearly a powerhouse of the Dominating Realm.

Domination realm, in Shenhe County, is the absolute overlord level.

"Han Muye, Ben Hou came to read out the reward for you, and you didn't accept it?" Zhao Jing let out a low shout, and behind him, a golden war spear appeared.

On top of the war spear, there is a lingering origin power stirring, which makes people surrender at a glance.

This is a war spear with hidden origin power, second only to the Domination level.

In the hands of Zhao Jing, who dominates the realm, such treasures will have unimaginable combat power.

"Pick it up."

On Yunxu Mountain, a voice sounded faintly.

Han Muye, dressed in a green robe, appeared in front of the mountain gate.

"Fight for the Immortal Dynasty for a hundred years and accumulate hundreds of millions of merits, I want to see what the Immortal Dynasty will give me."

Han Muye's words spread thousands of miles, causing the surrounding cultivators' eyes to flash.

Although I felt that Han Muye's attitude was wrong and not respectful enough, what Han Muye said was right.

For a hundred years of fighting for the Immortal Dynasty, what reward the Immortal Dynasty will give is related to the majesty of the Immortal Dynasty in the eyes of countless cultivators.

"Imperial Order, Han Muye, the commander of the Battle of Shenhe County's Expedition to the Heavens, has fought hard for a hundred years, and has made outstanding achievements, and is now named a first-class Marquis of Weiyuan."

"In addition, it is reported that Han Muye is in charge of Zhentianyin, according to the rules of Zhentianwei, Han Muye is the commander of Zhentianwei, and he can be in charge of Sancheng Zhentianwei."

First class marquis.

He is in charge of Sancheng Town Tianwei.

Zhao Jing finished reading the sealed scroll in his hand, raised his hand to hold it, and looked at Han Muye.

"Marquis Weiyuan, Commander Han, are you satisfied with this reward?"

Below, countless cultivators looked at Han Muye with envy.

One step to the sky, a war to seal the marquis.

This is what countless cultivators on the Pantian Plane desire.

The first-class war marquis, that is second only to the level of the prince who rested with the Immortal Dynasty, is already the most powerful level in the Immortal Dynasty.

There was such a reward in the first war, which was rich enough.

Looking at the enveloped book in Zhao Jing's hand, Han Muye's face was calm.

"Dare to ask the Marquis of Yun Tapir, what price do I need to pay if I want to get this reward?"

His words made Zhao Jing have a chuckle on his face.

"In the end, Han Shuai, who has been in charge of millions of armies, understands that if you want to get some things, you should pay the corresponding price."

"The materials exchanged for tens of billions of military merits will be traded to Zhen Tianwei in eight transactions."

"Hand over the Zhentian Seal, and then ask yourself to guard the outer lands for millions of years."

Zhao Jing's gaze swept around, looking at the illusory Yunxu Mountain, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This sword path sect of Yunxu Mountain, you can rest assured that you will leave it to me."

"I'll watch it for you, and I'll give it back to you in a million years."

Military merit materials.

Zhentian Seal.

There is also a self-invitation to leave the Pantian plane.

Zhao Jing's voice rang out, and the faces of those cultivators below all showed complicated expressions.

Sure enough, it is not so easy to get the reward of the Immortal Dynasty.

The title of marquis in World War I does not mean that it can really be recognized by the Immortal Dynasty.

It takes millions of years to defend the Outlands and show loyalty.

What if, refusal?

"What if I refuse?" Han Muye's face was indifferent, and he spoke softly.

Zhao Jing looked up to the sky and smiled, his eyes were fixed on Han Muye, and his body was full of qi and blood, turning into a wild dragon.

Behind him, the golden war spear was also slowly pointed in the direction of Han Muye.

"You think Ben Hou is talking to you?"

"Or do you think that Ben Hou is just coming alone?"

In the distance of the sky, a divine light surged, and the figure of a strong man wearing golden armor appeared.

It was the illusory Cloud Void Mountain, which was also suppressed by such a powerful force, and it seemed that it was about to be pulled back to the Pantian plane.

Below, all the cultivators who were originally going to participate in the Zhentian Sword Sect's reunion ceremony were all pale and unconsciously retreated.

It's obvious that there's going to be a peerless battle!

On Yunxu Mountain, sword lights flickered.

"The deity thinks that after returning from a hundred battles, the Immortal Dynasty can be rewarded according to merit, it seems that I think highly of the Immortal Dynasty."

"Rabbits and dead dogs cook, what the hell is going on in the world."

Han Muye spoke lightly, and the big cyan seal in his hand floated in the air.

His figure also stepped into the air step by step, and his body was surrounded by surging sword light.

"If you want this, take it."

When his words fell, Zhao Jing let out a long laugh, his body moved, the spear in his hand, and smashed it towards Han Muye's head.

Billions of sharp edges came towards Han Muye, wanting to smash his body.

It's just that the edge hasn't arrived yet, and on the cyan seal in front of Han Muye, a blue-gray sword light has already shot out.

Behind, on Yunxu Mountain, three hundred and sixty sky-supporting sword lights slammed towards the golden spear.

"Boom-"

Zhao Jing's face changed drastically, and his painstaking heavy treasure spear screamed sadly, and cracks appeared on the gun's body.

He reached out and grabbed the spear, and with a bone-shattering force, he took him with the spear and threw him off the distance.

His body slammed into the frame behind him, shattering it.

The bodies of the five golden dragons were wrapped in the sword light in the sky, and they were worn away layer by layer, turning into golden-red rocks.

"Boom-"

The long sword flew up, and the three hundred and sixty long swords swept one by one, slashing down towards the tall figures of the golden-armored warriors.

"I hope the Immortal Dynasty has enough strength and won't let me down."

"Zhao Jing is such a good person, don't come next time."

Han Muye's voice resounded for hundreds of millions of miles.