MTL - Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 647 The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty will surely rule the Great Desolation
Han Muye was slightly taken aback.
However, in his opinion, it should be some Golden Crow tribe who have fought against the human race, and borrowed the battle formation method from the human race.
It seems that the Jinwu people are also good at learning.
"Om—"
A long arrow shot towards him again, the arrow was extremely fast, and fell in front of him in an instant.
Han Muye's figure moved again, he took a step forward, and appeared behind the long arrow.
He kept his figure, and within a few flashes he was already at the front of the battle formation.
"drink-"
With one punch, a golden flame phantom emerged and condensed into the Golden Crow.
On the army formation in front, everyone united instantly, and the long swords in their hands were unsheathed, forming one body.
"Peng—"
The long knife sprang out and hit the Golden Crow.
The Golden Crow shattered, and everyone in the battle formation paused and took a step back.
The army formation of more than 30 people couldn't stop Han Muye's attack.
Everyone in these army formations is at least the seventh level of Yuanling, but they can't stop Han Muye's fist shadow at all.
"It's a strong man!"
Did someone in the army whisper, and then led the army back tightly.
There are degrees of advance and retreat.
Han Muye nodded.
I don't know which tribe has a strong learning ability.
He shook his head, turned and left.
He has no interest in torturing these average-strength Golden Crow disciples.
In just a moment, he had killed dozens of various beasts corroded by the power of death in the dark wilderness.
These strange beasts provided him with a lot of golden blood, turning the armor on his body into golden red.
He could feel that the power of the Golden Crow blood in the meridians was slightly affected.
Of course, his Golden Crow bloodline has already awakened to the stage of the Blazing Sun Golden Crow, and with this bit of bloodline power, it is impossible to improve.
According to Han Muye's own calculations, if he wanted to hunt and kill the strange beasts and wild beasts here to increase the power of his bloodline, he would need at least one million of them.
But even if it is a million heads, it may not necessarily change the power of his bloodline.
After reaching a certain level, quantitative changes will not achieve qualitative changes.
"boom-"
Han Muye's expression changed when he smashed the giant black tiger in front of him with one punch.
He flew away and landed in front of a young man with a dignified and frightened expression.
"Clan Chief Muye!" Seeing Han Muye, the young man whispered in surprise.
This young man's name is Zhuo Zigu, he is an elite of the Zhuoyuan Department, and his cultivation is at the eighth level of Yuanling.
"What's going on?" Han Muye asked with a frown, seeing that Zhuo Zigu had several serious injuries.
In this Sun Seizes the meeting, generally will not make a deadly move.
The Seizing Sun Meeting is a training meeting for the elites of the younger generation of the Golden Crow Clan, there is no need to divide life and death.
"Clan Chief Muye, there is a group of people forming an formation in this trial place, and they are vicious."
"I witnessed the beheading of several people from other tribes."
"I almost didn't escape either."
Zhuo Zigu spoke in a low voice.
Formation?
Han Muye's heart skipped a beat, and he asked hurriedly, "Should we form a battle formation and chop with long knives?"
Zhuo Zigu's eyes widened, and he said urgently: "Yes, it's them, Patriarch Muye, have you met them?"
Han Muye nodded and looked into the distance.
Form a battle formation, chop and kill with long knives.
Shot viciously.
Isn't this exactly a human battle formation?
But those people had golden marks on their bodies marked by the bloodline of the Golden Crow.
Moreover, if it is not for the Golden Crow, it is impossible to enter the secret place of the Sun Seizing Conference.
"You come with me." Han Muye took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "If these people really have any intentions, they will certainly do so."
Zhuo Zigu nodded gratefully.
The two moved forward, constantly beheading the strange beasts.
There are also times when encountering powerful alien beasts, Zhuo Zigu is not an opponent, Han Muye will help.
But most of the day, the red blood light on Han Muye's body had condensed into a blood armor.
"boom-"
Ahead, there was a roaring sound.
At the same time, there was the sound of long knives chopping through the air.
"Who the **** are you—"
There was a sound of exclamation.
Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu looked at each other.
"Walk!"
Han Muye let out a low shout, and flew up.
After rushing over the hill, one can see a large formation of a hundred people below, surrounded by four or five strong men of the Jinwu tribe.
Among these Jinwu people, there is a ninth-level Yuanling who can barely support it.
The others were already covered in scars.
The other two were lying on the ground, their spirits dissipated.
"Go away, they are not right!"
Seeing Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu rushing over, the powerhouses on the ninth floor of Yuanling who were surrounded in the middle of the battle formation shouted.
Seeing Han Muye and the others, there was a low shout in the battle formation, and a group of soldiers with sabers came out to surround and kill Han Muye and the others.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
What he encountered before was a battle formation of thirty people.
This place is already a hundred-man battle formation.
Which tribe can train such a battle formation?
And from the front battle formation, he saw something wrong.
Many of the people in the battle formation only have the sixth or seventh level of Yuanling.
That's all for the seventh floor of Yuanling.
On the sixth floor of Yuanling, there is not much combat power to be exerted here.
The power of heaven and earth is suppressing, and it is difficult to have room for one's own actions.
In other words, these people came here to form a battle formation.
"Kill." Han Muye yelled loudly and flew up.
He raised his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his palm.
The spear stabbed forward, directly piercing through the formation of soldiers rushing towards him.
Before these soldiers stepped forward, they were already swept away.
Armed with a long spear, Han Muye charged forward without hesitation.
There is no way, if you don't make a move to charge the battle, those few Jinwu people who are besieged will die.
"Snapped-"
The long spear drove away a soldier holding a long knife, and the blade of the spear in Han Muye's palm turned into three feet.
"Stab—"
The golden gun light swept across, and all the surrounding soldiers were carried away.
Once the battle formation was broken, the power of the surrounding battle formations could not gather, and the power to besiege and kill the strong men of the Golden Crow clan would no longer exist.
Standing in the middle of the battle formation, the ninth-level Yuanling master shouted loudly, and the endless golden light on his body exploded, knocking the soldiers who rushed forward into the air.
"pull-"
Someone in the battle formation whispered, and the battle formation quickly formed a circle, and then retreated to one side vigilantly.
Those surrounded Golden Crow clan powerhouses were also rescued.
Han Muye glanced at the army formation and rushed forward.
"Be careful, their formation is powerful." The ninth-level Yuanling master whispered.
The battle formation is reunited, and even the ninth floor of Yuanling is struggling to charge at this time.
Just now they just didn't care, they rushed into the formation, but they were surrounded and almost killed.
"break-"
Han Muye flew forward and punched out.
Someone in the battle formation let out a low cry, and the whole battle formation came to surround and kill Han Muye.
But as soon as he touched Han Muye's fist wind, all the soldiers in front were blown away.
In the face of absolute power, whether it is cooperation or bravery, nothing can be done.
"It's so strong." The Jinwu Clan's ninth-level primordial spirit master who gave a reminder just now exclaimed.
Breaking through the battle formation with one punch, this strength is definitely much stronger than himself.
Han Muye rushed into the battle formation, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, as long as he punched, he would smash a piece of defense.
In ten breaths, the battle formation was shattered.
Han Muye stepped forward and grabbed a short and thin middle-aged man in a black martial robe.
Clapping the palm, the middle-aged man turned around, his body was like a spirit snake, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at Han Muye's chest.
"Snapped-"
Han Muye shattered the dagger with one punch, and grabbed the opponent's neck with his palm.
This attack was so fast and decisive that everyone was stunned.
"The skills of the human race, the battle formation of the human race, and the martial arts practice of the human race."
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and a golden bloodline power emerged from his palm.
"Let me see who you really are."
In the palm of his hand, a golden flame appeared.
This is the Golden Crow Divine Flame.
The black and thin middle-aged man showed fear, and just as he was about to exclaim, the Golden Crow flames had already covered his entire body.
The moment the flames covered him, a black primordial spirit appeared on his body, resisting the Golden Crow flames in front of him.
"The second Yuanling?"
Behind Han Muye, the strong man on the ninth floor of Yuanling was stunned.
In the world, there are people with impure bloodlines who gather two or even three primordial spirits.
But it is impossible for such a person to cultivate above the sixth level of Yuanling.
Because of the conflict of Yuan Ling's power, they had to make a choice.
The person captured by Han Muye in front of him was obviously at the eighth level of Yuanling.
The Golden Crow Yuanling of the eighth level was just scattered by Han Muye.
There was a golden light in Han Muye's eyes, and he turned to look at the soldiers who hadn't gotten up yet.
"It's not the second primordial spirit," he gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy face, "Golden Crow primordial spirit was snatched."
He looked at the black shadow snake Yuanling phantom in front of him, and the golden light in his eyes directly condensed into a golden flame knife.
"Stab—"
The flaming long knife cut the Yuan Ling into pieces.
The black and thin middle-aged man showed despair, let out a low shout, and slammed headlong into Han Muye.
The Yuanling power on his body exploded towards Han Muye uncontrollably.
Explode Yuan Ling!
So decisive!
Han Muye snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched it down.
"Peng—"
The black and thin middle-aged body was sent flying hundreds of feet away.
The golden Golden Crow power on Han Muye's body turned into a light curtain and blocked him.
"Peng—"
The body and spirit of the black and thin middle-aged man were all shattered.
But it didn't explode.
It's not that he didn't explode, but that the power of heaven and earth here suppressed his self-explosion power.
"Suppressed by the power of the Golden Crow," the Ninth-Layer Yuanling expert behind Han Muye stepped forward, reaching out to grab a soldier lying on the ground, "Who the **** are you guys?"
It is impossible for a pure Golden Crow to be suppressed by the blood power of one's own clan.
The soldier sneered, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then the gray-black Yuan Ling rose up behind him.
"Peng—"
Yuan Ling was broken, Qi and blood dried up, body died and Dao disappeared.
But being suppressed by the Golden Crow's power, his body did not collapse.
The golden crow bloodline marks on his forehead disappeared and turned into a stream of golden light, hitting the sky.
The golden light slightly illuminated the surrounding world.
A golden crow and two return to the sky.
But the power of the Golden Crow was not killed by the ninth-layer Yuanling at this time, but died a long time ago, but the power of Yuanling and blood was robbed.
Han Muye stretched out his hand, and a long knife landed in his hand.
The power of the Golden Crow Yuanling poured into the blade, and his eyes flickered brightly.
In his mind, images emerged one after another.
"Human race."
These people are all human!
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As for the blood power and Yuan Ling, they are sealed in golden discs.
Han Muye turned around and looked at the soldiers who got up from the ground and ran around.
"The blood power and Yuanling captured by the Jinwu people killed by the human hunters are used here."
Han Muye's expression was gloomy.
The strong man on the ninth floor of Yuanling who threw away the human body in his hand looked dignified.
The human race has been hunting and killing the Golden Crow clan everywhere, and the blood and spirits that were originally captured were mixed into the secret place during the Sun Seizing Conference.
How many people came and what did they want to do?
"How many human races have infiltrated the trial site of the Sun Seizing Conference?"
Han Muye couldn't answer this question either.
And he didn't know, besides these people who formed the battle formation, were there any scattered Golden Crow strongmen who were also pretending to be.
"Human race, what are you trying to do?" Han Muye looked around.
"Wei Chi Jiyu from the Lower Chi Libu, thank you brother for your action." The strong Jinwu tribe at the ninth floor of Yuanling bowed his hands to Han Muye.
"Han Muye, Han Shanbu." Han Muye also bowed his hands.
"Han Shanbu, I know." Yuchi Jiyu whispered.
This is not the time to chat, Duoyang from the Golden Crow clan has secretly mixed into the human race, such a major event is almost breaking the sky.
"Let's go out of the altar first." Yuchi Jiyu said.
Go out and report the news.
There are so many masters in Zhiyang City, and the city lord of the second rank of the true spirit is suppressing, there must be a way to solve this matter.
Compared to the Seizing the Sun Meeting, the influx of the human race into the secret place is the real big deal.
Han Muye nodded, and the group of seven turned around and left.
Running fast, gathered a few more groups of people along the way, and when they arrived at the square marked to withdraw from the Seizing the Sun Conference, there were already more than 50 people gathered around them, including four ninth-level Yuanlings.
"Om—"
Yuchi Jiyu raised his hand and shot out a stream of golden light, hitting the dark lines in the square.
There was no response from the teleportation array that was supposed to be on.
The expressions of all the people gathered here changed drastically.
"I'll do it." Another young man in a red robe slammed down his fist, shining golden light.
But the golden light still couldn't activate the formation.
"Is this destroyed?" Another strong Jinwu clan from the ninth floor of Yuanling looked at Han Muye.
Although Han Muye didn't talk much along the way, he was obviously the absolute core.
Han Muye stretched out his hand to press on the tattoo, his eyes flashed with divine light.
"It wasn't destroyed, but," Han Muye looked up at the crowd, and said in a deep voice, "It was closed from the outside."
Closed outside?
"Either the crisis of the secret place has been discovered outside, and the transmission channel will be closed from the outside."
"Or, something happened outside."
Han Muye's words made the surrounding gasp.
The Golden Crow Clan's Seizing the Sun Conference, such a major event, if something goes wrong, the sky of the Golden Crow Clan will collapse.
"The lord of Zhiyang City is the second rank of true spirit. There are not many people in this world who can defeat him."
"It's very difficult for a strong human race to get here through the front line." Han Muye said again.
This made everyone around him breathe a little easier.
"However, the situation here must have become so critical that even City Lord He, who is at the second turn of the true spirit, can't do anything about it."
Han Muye's next words made everyone's hearts sink.
The crisis here can't be resolved even outside, so the passage can only be closed directly.
So, how many human races are mixed here?
"Patriarch Han, what should we do?" Yuchi Jiyu looked at Han Muye.
The others also turned their heads to look at Han Muye.
"Wait." Han Muye looked at the crowd, "We have to wait for definite news, and we need to gather more Jinwu people."
"It must be a real Golden Crow."
Han Muye raised his hand, a ball of golden flames radiated golden light in his palm.
Golden Crow Divine Flame.
"Everyone gets a Golden Crow Divine Flame."
"The quality of my divine flame is high enough. No matter who it is, if his divine flame concentrates on himself, he can naturally merge with this flame."
"If not—" Han Muye flashed a killing intent on his face.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame is the housekeeping skill of the Golden Crow Clan. Since they are elites, they will have them.
If there is no divine flame, or if the divine flame has lost its vitality, it means that this person is not from the Golden Crow clan.
"If there is no divine flame, or if the divine flame cannot blend together, then kill!" Yuchi Jiyu said murderously.
Everyone else nodded heavily.
But after a while, each of the divine flames began to fuse together in an instant.
At this moment, a member of the Jinwu tribe who was standing by the side suddenly turned around and fled!
He is not from the Golden Crow tribe!
"catch him!"
At this moment, everyone flew out.
Seeing that it was impossible to escape, the man laughed loudly: "You stupid Golden Crow people, my Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's 100,000 troops have stepped into your secret place, and everything here will belong to my Immortal Dynasty!"
"The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty will surely rule the Great Desolation—"
With a long shout, his whole body shattered.
Yuan Ling and blood power dissipated.
Everyone looked dignified.
One hundred thousand troops!
If there is really an army of 100,000 people in this secret place, and some of them are absolutely strong, then the Jinwu people who come here will be in trouble.
Even if all the people who came here were elites, they might not be the opponents of a 100,000-strong army.
These human races were able to come here, and they definitely made complete preparations.
Whether they do mental calculations or not, it is possible that the Golden Crow clan will be wiped out directly.
"I don't think there will be so many of them." Han Muye looked at the people around him and said loudly.
He has seen the number of human army from the long knife, it is indeed as many as 100,000.
But he wants to cheer everyone up at this time.
"That's right, how could so many human races enter the secret place." Yuchi Jiyu also shouted.
The words of the two of them made everyone look better.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Muye turned his head and said, "The most urgent task now is to let more clansmen know about this, so as not to be attacked by surprise."
Looking around in a blink of an eye, he said in a deep voice, "This place will definitely be the first point of impact for those human races."
"And there are a few true spirit powerhouses."
There was a golden light of wisdom in his eyes, and he lowered his body and said: "If the human race has any plans in the secret place, they will definitely surround and kill the strong true spirits with all their strength."
The number of Golden Crow people who stepped into the real spirit realm this time was unprecedented.
If these few true spirit powerhouses gather together, it will be very difficult for the human race to be besieged by an army of 100,000.
Therefore, the human race will definitely besiege and kill the true spirit realm in advance.
As long as one or two people in the true spirit realm were killed or wounded, the Golden Crow clan in the secret place would not have the power to gather and resist.
"Patriarch Han, what do you think we should do?" Another Jinwu clan strongman from the ninth floor of Yuanling asked.
Han Muye nodded and quickly made a decision.
Before you have any news for the time being. Everyone stays here.
But it is not blindly guarding, but using this place as the foundation, spreading out to the surroundings, and gathering more people.
"On the one hand, we must gather more strength. On the other hand, we need to let everyone know that we are here." Han Muye looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.
"Let those who seek asylum come."
"Let those human races who intercepted and killed my Jinwu clan also come."
Han Muye's words made everyone look solemn.
In this way, this place will become a Shura battlefield.
They will face an unknown number of human siege here.
"In this way, it will inevitably attract the attention of the true spirit powerhouses of the Golden Crow tribe."
Han Muye whispered.
Let the True Spirit Realm pay attention, and if it comes, it will be able to gather more and stronger forces.
After a while, the group dispersed, leaving only a dozen or so eighth-level spirits standing guard.
Han Muye and Zhuo Zigu also ran away together.
They hope to recruit more people from the Zhuoyuan and Hanshan tribes.
In Han Muye's hand, a series of golden runes shone with golden light.
This rune can connect with people from the Zhuoyuan and Hanshan tribes within a thousand miles.
"Om—"
The rune flashed a cyan halo and flew out to one side.
The two immediately turned around and rushed in that direction.
In half a day, they found Han Dingyi and seven people from Zhuo Yuan's department.
The group of ten people was further divided into two teams, a few people from Han Muye and Han Ding, and a few people from the found Zhuo Wu, and agreed to go back to the teleportation square to meet after the search.
In one day, when we returned to the square, more than 2,000 people had gathered.
The more people there are, the more information they collect, and the more people's hearts sink.
Almost all sides are besieged by human armies.
At least tens of thousands of people.
"The Pulin Department doesn't know whether it's betrayal or just pretending to be a human race." An eighth-level Yuanling master of the Golden Crow tribe with injuries on his body gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "We originally agreed to join forces in Zhiyang City, but I didn't expect They played behind their backs."
Not only was there an army of human races that appeared out of nowhere, but there were also many ethnic groups with backstabs.
In this way, it is even more dangerous.
The more than 2,000 people residing here all have ugly faces.
When Han Muye returned, he immediately threw out golden flames.
Those members of the Golden Crow clan who knew the rules before all took over the divine flame, and their own Golden Crow divine flame blended with it.
There is only a trace of this divine flame, which can be fused directly, and it also has the effect of improving one's own divine flame.
Those who just came here and didn't know the rules, took the divine flame under the reminder of the people around them.
"Thank you, Patriarch Han. If it weren't for Patriarch Han's tricks, we still wouldn't be able to tell who is the enemy." A big man in a green robe stepped forward, holding the big flame with both hands, and bowed to Han Muye.
Everyone around nodded, and someone was just about to say something in agreement when their eyes widened suddenly.
Suddenly, behind the big man holding the flame, two Yuanling phantoms appeared, and rushed towards Han Muye.
Two primordial spirits.
Terran!
At the same time, seven or eight people rushed towards Han Muye at the rear.
They want to intercept and kill Han Muye!
"roll-"
"stop!"
Everyone rushed forward, wanting to rescue.
If Han Muye was killed, the hearts of the people here would be scattered immediately.
Once people's hearts are scattered, the team will be dispersed.
Han Muye held the differentiated divine flame in his hand, and watched the big man rushing towards him with a calm expression.
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With so many people, it is very likely that some human races will be mixed in.
really.
"Om—"
The divine flame rose, and the golden light shone, condensing into a beam of light.
The big man and Yuan Ling behind him collided with the beam of light, sparking a stream of bright light.
"Peng—"
The Yuan Ling belonging to the Jinwu tribe behind the big man collapsed directly.
Another blue-gray wolf shadow kept churning.
"Loyal to His Majesty—"
The big man let out a long shout, and the human race behind him rushed forward together, the Yuan Ling behind him surged with his own energy and blood, and became one, turning into a ball of black and red blood, and rushed towards Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame Light Pillar.
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