"who is he?"
Zhuo Yu stared at Zhuo Tang.
A bright divine light shot out in his eyes.
Human arrangement?
You have to be able to make people believe what you say!
"No one from our Golden Crow clan will seek refuge with the human race!" Zhuo Yu shouted in a low voice, his voice trembling, and the golden light in his eyes penetrated the space in front of Zhuo Tang.
At this glance, Zhuotang's entire body trembled, and the golden aura in his eyes immediately dispersed.
"His name is Han Muye, and he is the leader of the Hanshan tribe."
"He is the one who claims to be the first person to awaken the Golden Crow bloodline in eight thousand years."
"Wu Chen worshiped and said that his bloodline may have awakened to the realm of the blazing sun."
Zhuotang's face was dull and he whispered all his plans.
He sent someone to arrange for the young blue-eyed golden eagle.
Everything else was done by Wu Chen.
It was Wu Chen who initially blocked the Hanshan and Muyang tribes from the camp, saying that the Hanshan tribe was likely to rise within ten thousand years.
It was also said that Han Muye was most likely to become the True Spirit Golden Crow.
"Wu Chen!" Zhuo Yu shouted, turning his gaze to the old man in black robe standing beside Zhuo Tang.
"You are the traitor." Zhuo Yu's body was filled with murderous intent.
The old man's expression changed, and he suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Zhuo Tang's neck, with a cold look on his face.
"Clan Chief Zhuoyu, I am also thinking about the prince."
"Now that everything has failed, I just want to leave alive."
Wu Chen said while slowly retreating.
His hand pressed on Zhuotang's neck, and the people around him didn't dare to make the slightest move.
In any case, Zhuo Tang is the son of the leader of the Zhuo Yu clan and the eldest son of the Zhuo Yuan tribe.
He had only taken a few steps when his expression suddenly changed.
Behind Zhuo Yu, the faint shadow of the golden crow appeared.
Golden Crow True Spirit!
"What benefits did the human race give you?"
Zhuo Yu's words made Wu Chen turn pale and tremble all over.
Zhuo Yu shook his head and raised his hand.
Wu Chen raised his hand to block Zhuo Tang in front of him.
But just as he took action, his face suddenly turned red and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Under the true spirit, they are just ants."
Zhuo Yu's voice sounded behind him.
A streak of blood struck down, and Wu Chen's body immediately shattered.
So what if the nine-level Yuan Spirits are nothing more than ants in front of the true spirits.
"The Crown Prince Zhuotang has a vicious heart and harms his own people. If he can return to the Zhuoyuan tribe alive after this battle, he will be imprisoned for 100,000 years and deprived of the Crown Prince title."
Zhuo Yu's voice sounded again.
He looked at the golden eagle that roared in front of him and rushed towards Han Muye desperately, and shook his head slightly: "Forget it, if this person can survive, it is his fate."
"We have traitors here, and I'm not sure about this battle."
These words made everyone around him look solemn.
Who would have thought that when the decisive battle was about to begin, he would find out that there was a traitor among his army, and he would still be at this decision-making place.
Needless to say, all the arrangements of the Golden Crow Clan may have been exposed.
"That's fine. We, the Golden Crow, are good at fighting in an upright and upright manner."
"Just let them come."
The true spirit behind Zhuo Yu shines, revealing a golden light that cannot be looked directly at.
The golden light spread around, as if breaking through the smoke clouds.
In the void, there were loud cracking sounds.
In the midst of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's army tens of thousands of miles away, the golden light curtain immediately shattered.
"Haha, Zhuo Yu finally found out." The golden-armored general in the lead laughed and raised his hand.
"Go out with all your strength and fight!"
"war!"
"war!"
The sound of shouting in the sky spread, and the spirits rose up one after another.
The neat military formation marched forward, roaring mightily.
The war is just around the corner.
…
At this time, Han Muye looked calm, punching and punching, fighting with the blue-eyed Jin Biao who was rushing towards him crazily.
Every attack of the crazy golden eagle was focused on attacking rather than defending. The strong power and flames intertwined and hit Han Muye.
Speed, power.
In the extremely stable world of the Great Wilderness, these two things are enough.
The golden eagle brought up endless golden shadows in mid-air, and every blow seemed to tear the world apart.
Below, everyone was staring at the sky, looking at the figure.
Under the endless golden light, this figure stood firm.
No matter how the golden eagle hunted, Han Muye's figure remained there.
As long as you pounce, it will be a punch.
"Heaven Breaking Fist, it turns out that this style is like this."
Han Ding below showed excitement on his face.
"Being constant in the face of ever-changing conditions, the patriarch's fist style has reached this level." Han Jin clenched his hands, feeling trembling.
It was the realization of one's own power that made oneself unable to control the excitement.
Han Muye's seemingly slow but extremely fast punches made him suddenly enlightened.
Countless members of the Hanshan tribe clenched their fists, their expressions constantly changing.
"Peng——"
Han Muye punched the golden eagle's wing with a glint in his eyes.
His spiritual sense is powerful and he can feel the dullness of the world around him.
He once felt a trace of the original power of this world, and at this time, this power was warning.
A powerful enemy is coming.
Can't wait any longer!
Raising his hand, Han Muye clenched his fist.
"kill!"
With a low cry, he moved again for the first time in a long time.
His body transformed directly into a golden crow, and his fist transformed into a spiral arc, as if falling from a meteor.
"Peng——"
The crazy golden eagle was stunned, and was hit on the wing by this punch.
Han Muye is one point faster.
He flashed, and his strength and momentum reached their peak.
Above the sky, the bodies of the Golden Crows, who were originally fighting, solidified, and golden divine flames shone.
At this moment, the Golden Crow overwhelmed the Blue-eyed Golden Eagle!
In the eyes of countless people, Han Muye's aura soared into the sky, and his fists were steady and powerful, hitting the blue-eyed golden eagle's neck hard.
"Peng!"
The golden eagle could no longer control its body and fell downwards.
"Chirp——"
"Chirp——"
The golden eagle roared in pain, and its body seemed to swell.
"It's going to blow itself up!"
"It's going to explode the Yuanling!"
In the distance, exclamations came out.
If a beast of this level explodes, none of the Golden Crow clan members below will be able to survive.
Everyone looked at Han Muye in the sky.
What is he going to do?
Save people?
Can't be saved.
Unless it is the true spiritual realm.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to save people.
The only thing he could do was probably to retreat.
Abandon the group and save on your own.
If he didn't retreat, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
hard to decide!
"Clan leader, leave quickly!"
Han Yunhe shouted loudly.
"Clan leader, leave quickly!"
Below, all the members of the Hanshan tribe shouted.
A golden halo shone in Han Muye's eyes.
Taking a deep breath, there was an irrepressible power surging through him.
Raising his head, he looked at the Great Sun and Golden Crow above his head.
"I kind of understand."
"bright."
The Haotian Golden Crow, in order to bring light to the wilderness, is willing to hang high in the nine heavens.
In the wilderness, there is its tribe and its bloodline.
Divine beasts, strange beasts, and thousands of living beings, cultivation is not all for the purpose of killing and destroying.
Just like the blue-eyed golden eagle in front of me, it came to look for me because of the death of the young golden eagle.
"bright."
Han Muye spoke softly.
He felt that the original power of this world was gathering again.
Raising his hand, he turned this original power into a golden ball of light.
The light group vibrated and slowly condensed into a golden bead of light.
If this bead is refined, he can step into the realm of true spirit.
But at this time, he did not refine the bead, but stretched out his hand and threw it.
The golden beads flew down and hit the falling blue-eyed golden eagle.
The beads were directly integrated into the body of the blue-eyed golden eagle. The blue-eyed golden eagle was trembling all over, and there was horror in its eyes.
Its figure is still falling, but its speed has slowed down a bit.
The golden light on it is more solemn and magnificent, and it seems to be about to explode.
To outsiders, this golden eagle would explode its soul and body within a hundred breaths.
Many people whispered softly, with regrets on their faces.
"That kid, didn't leave?" On the chariot tens of thousands of miles away, the man in green robe whispered softly.
The old man in black armor shook his head and said calmly: "It's unwise. As a superior, how can you be so indecisive?"
The big man in green robe nodded and suddenly turned his head.
The power he had been suppressing seemed to flash.
"The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty is about to move!"
At some unknown time, the vanguard of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's army had arrived a hundred miles away from where Han Muye and the others were fighting.
It was an army of 100,000 men, wearing black armor and holding long spears.
These people hid their aura and slowly stood up.
Ahead, the leading general stretched out his hand and clenched his fist.
"Ten breaths to prepare."
He shouted lowly.
After ten breaths, the Golden Eagle's body exploded, causing a roaring sound and the power of heaven and earth to tremble, which would cover up their attack.
Just wait ten breaths and that's enough.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden ball of light in the sky.
Han Muye did not leave.
When the light ball explodes, he will also be buried with him.
"Buzz——"
In the void, there seemed to be a vibration from the power of heaven and earth.
The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty's army pressed down with their feet, raised their spears, and gathered their energy and blood.
"boom--"
At this moment, the green-eyed golden eagle wrapped in golden light suddenly rushed out, spread its wings, and turned into a golden stream of light.
flew away.
flew away?
flew away!
Everyone in the sky and on the earth, far and near, looked at this scene with blank expressions.
How could it fly away?
He was already about to self-destruct his body and spirit. How could he fly away when he was at this level?
Zhuo Yu had a solemn look on his face, looking up into the distance.
Those scattered groups also suddenly turned their heads.
The big man and the old man on the chariot stood up and looked forward.
One after another, the spears flew across the sky, roaring and whistling, flying towards Zhuo Yu's position.
If the golden eagle's body explodes at this time, causing the power of the heaven and earth to shake, perhaps the sound and traces of these spears flying down will be covered up.
But the golden eagle has now flown away.
The golden eagle flew away, and the sky was no longer covered by golden light or sound.
The spear flew down and roared, and the traces were too obvious.
The general standing in front of the vanguard of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty twitched on his face, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chong——"
If you can't make a sneak attack, you can only charge!
Even if you must die, you must rush!
"Hmph, cunning human race." Zhuo Yu snorted coldly and raised his hand.
Behind him, countless golden crow Yuanling phantoms appeared.
The power of the Golden Crow connected and turned into a golden light curtain.
"Peng——"
All the spears were blocked, and only a few of them flew down.
"kill--"
In the distance, shouts came.
"war!"
Zhuo Yu shouted loudly.
The war started immediately.
The surrounding ethnic groups who had been watching the battle were all stunned.
Why did so many people from the Golden Crow tribe come all at once?
Why did the human race have a large army coming?
The battle hadn't really ended just now, so why was there already an unimaginable war here?
"Let's go!"
Many people ran around in panic.
"escape!"
Countless people exclaimed.
Standing in mid-air, Han Muye turned his head to look at the stretching Golden Crow army. With a calm aura on his body, he turned to look in the direction where the human army was charging.
】
Is this the biggest danger I just sensed?
Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
The army is coming for a decisive battle with the Golden Crow clan who are participating in the hunt.
Looking at the tens of thousands of Golden Crow troops, and then at the various tribes fleeing around, Han Muye flew up.
"Come with me!"
The energy and blood in his body condensed, and he shouted loudly.
Below, Hanshan tribe, Muyangshan tribe, and other scattered tribes followed him and rushed in another direction.
It’s no big deal that Han Shanbu, the Young Master of the Golden Crow Army, is a detachment.
Be it the Hanshan tribe or the Muyangshan tribe, the strength of this ethnic group can only be suppressed in such a war and eventually fall apart.
In this case, it is better to lead your own tribe and leave.
Anyway, when he accepted the recruitment order, Zhuo Yuanbu rejected him.
Roaring and colliding, the power of heaven and earth is chaotic.
Going against the trend, Han Shanbei and Muyang Shanbei behind him stayed close to each other.
More and more scattered parts are being gathered together.
When he retreated thousands of miles away, nearly half a million people from all races had gathered behind him again.
At this time, even though they were thousands of miles apart, they could still see the army fighting on the battlefield over there.
The power of heaven and earth activated by millions of Golden Crows, the light of the Golden Crow, shines brightly.
The human army is the darling of heaven and earth. With the care and blessing of the power of heaven and earth, it is even more radiant.
Between heaven and earth, golden light and silver light intersect, and it seems that the whole world is shaking.
Han Muye stood in mid-air, with the Golden Crow Yuanling emerging behind him.
There was a solemn expression on his face.
The human race is too strong.
The Golden Crow tribe is extremely tyrannical, but before the human race's military formation, they can only be slowly divided.
No matter how the Golden Crow army changes, it seems that the human race has already controlled its movements.
"Is this an investigation or is there a traitor?"
Looking at the changing shadows and divine light over there, Han Muye whispered softly.
When they received the summons order before, someone interfered with it.
Could it be that the traitors were acting at that time?
"kill--"
An army of ten thousand people rushed forward.
In the distance, there are human armies in various formations spreading out in all directions.
This is to drive away the surrounding ethnic groups and those strange beasts.
Behind Han Muye, the army that had just gathered began to retreat.
There is no way these people can be cohesive.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
There was fighting spirit surging in him.
In the distance, the Golden Crow army seemed to have been slowly divided and surrounded.
This time the human race came with at least five million troops.
With five times the power, coupled with those battle formations and armor weapons, as well as sufficient combat equipment, the Golden Crow tribe could only wait to be slowly slaughtered.
"Jin Yutao, if you have the ability to fight with the leader of this clan!"
In the void, Zhuo Yu's voice resounded.
A huge golden crow phantom condensed and flapped its wings in the sky.
The great sun and golden crow in the sky seem to be shining with it.
"A battle?" A contemptuous voice sounded.
"Zhuo Yu, you, the little clan leader of the Golden Crow Zhuoyuan Tribe, have what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"
"I have tens of millions of troops under my command. Killing you is like crushing an ant."
"You are worthy of challenging me!"
The sound boomed, like thunder.
The surrounding human army shouted and responded to each other.
The momentum of the Golden Crow clan was completely suppressed.
Looking at it this way, the defeat of the Golden Crow clan has been decided.
"Clan leader, what should we do!"
Han Dingyi's shouts came from below.
Ahead, several human armies are surrounding them. If they don't leave, they won't be able to leave.
In the distance, the human army has slowly surrounded them, and Zhuo Yuan's tribe has been surrounded to death.
"What do you want me to do?" Han Muye raised his head and looked at the bright sun in the sky.
The light of the sun still shines, unchanged.
Also, in the countless years of the wilderness, the sky and the earth have changed, tribes have risen and fallen, and the sun has seen too much.
"Or, if it were you, what would you do?" Han Muye whispered again, lowering his head.
His own tribe, other Golden Crow tribes.
A chaotic battle in the wilderness.
"boom--"
In the distance, the golden crow transformed by Zhuo Yu was entangled in three golden streams of light.
Three true spiritual realm powerhouses!
Not only these three, but also another True Golden Crow master who followed Zhuo Yu, and two half-step True Spirit masters, were surrounded by several times the number of human masters.
This is still the case when all the human masters are not out.
Han Muye could see that in the golden light, there were the lights of various spells and weapons.
The human race is best at harnessing the power of heaven and earth and condensing the essence of all things for their own use.
The bloodline power of the Golden Crow clan is indeed powerful.
Extremely strong and yang, strong and powerful.
If it's one-on-one, the Golden Crow can crush the human masters.
But there is no chance of one-on-one at this time.
The human race directly encircled them, and they were all encircled and killed.
"Chief, leave quickly——"
A loud shout resounded throughout the world, and a strong man from the Golden Crow tribe who was at least at the ninth level of Yuanling was knocked away by a blow, and then his body turned into intense flames.
Self-destruct.
The physical body and the Yuanling turned into the golden crow and blazing sun.
The flaming ball of light rushed forward, and the surrounding humans all evaded and got out of the way.
This man opened up a way for Zhuo Yu to escape with his own life.
Han Muye raised his head and narrowed his eyes.
He could feel that at the moment when the strong man from the Golden Crow tribe self-destructed, there was an undetectable vibration in the sky.
This vibration is so small that outsiders cannot feel it at all.
Han Muye could only understand the origin of heaven and earth after he had experienced it himself.
"kill--"
Zhuo Yu did not hesitate, the golden crow transformed into his body spread out his wings and rushed towards the opened avenue.
No one can stand in his way.
A strong man from the Golden Crow clan in the True Spirit Realm truly breaks out and is unstoppable.
"Zhuo Yu, you can go, leave all your people behind." In the void, the voice of the human army general sounded.
As these words fell, the power of heaven and earth surged in the surrounding void.
The human military formation changed rapidly, the surrounding battle circle tightened, and the previously divided Golden Crow tribesmen were continuously squeezed into space.
Strangling!
Just as the human race's leading general said, Zhuo Yu can leave, but the other Golden Crow clan members must stay.
"Buzz——"
Among the three true spirit masters who surrounded Zhuo Yu, one separated and rushed towards the true spirit master of the Golden Crow tribe who was following Zhuo Yu.
Obviously, except for Zhuo Yu, no one else from the Golden Crow tribe wants to leave.
The golden crow transformed by Zhuo Yu flew hundreds of miles away, and his figure suddenly stopped.
"call--"
Intense flames of light rose from the Golden Crow's body.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame of the Great Sun!
Although this divine flame is thin, it is so hot that it burns the heaven and the earth.
With blazing flames, Golden Crow turned back directly and rushed into the battle formation again.
The human race's battle circle made way, and the Golden Crow entered again.
From the sky, the long smile of the human race's leading general came.
The battle formation slowly rotated, slowly and slowly, turning into a copper wall and an iron wall.
The Golden Crow tribe is finished.
The surrounding tribesmen sighed and shook their heads in sorrow.
If Zhuo Yu leaves, these Golden Crow tribe will be exterminated and will be exterminated.
But if Zhuo Yu doesn't leave and eventually dies here, it will be difficult for these Golden Crow tribes to survive.
"Zhuo Yu, I have issued a hunting order. As soon as you die, countless hunters will come out to kill your Golden Crow tribe."
"If other ethnic groups can capture your camp, I, the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, will also be rewarded."
"Elixirs, weapons, spiritual materials, whatever you want is available."
The sound of shouting shook the sky.
Obviously, this was to undermine the fighting spirit of the besieged Golden Crow tribe.
At the same time, this was also said to the ethnic groups scattered around.
The reward from the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty will make many people tempted.
"kill--"
At this time, in front of the hill where Han Muye and the others were, groups of human armies had arrived.
Han Muye raised his hand, and the golden battle spear appeared.
The Hanshan tribe and Muyangshan tribe behind him also gathered, and the power of the Golden Crow surged.
"Haha, bro, I came at the right time, right?"
At this moment, a long laugh came from behind Han Muye.
Mu Changkong!
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
"boom--"
A five-hundred-foot-tall golden crow shadow crashed downwards.
A golden stream of light shrouded it, and the golden crow's shadow flapped its wings, and the flames swept down.
That is the Golden Crow Divine Flame of the Great Sun, the most powerful flame that can burn through the heaven and earth.
The human army was turned into ashes before the flames.
"withdraw--"
The remaining half of the soldiers fled in panic, and the formation collapsed.
Who would have thought that there are true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe outside this formation?
True spirit.
At this time, Mu Changkong has entered the realm of true spirit.
"Woo——"
In the distant formation, a horn sounded.
An army of 100,000 troops came in formation, and a strong human race with the same true spirit realm came through the air.
"Makino, take the clan members and leave." Mu Changkong looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.
He had just broken through, and it was difficult to control the power of the true spirit realm. When facing a strong man of the same level, he had no chance of winning.
But he can block the opponent and block the 100,000-strong army.
"Brother Mu, go and invite the strong men from the Iron Winged Dragon Clan and the Silver Moon Dragon Clan to take action."
Han Muye's voice suddenly sounded.
"Tell them that I have a way to improve the bloodlines of their two clans."
Bloodline improved!
The Iron Winged Dragon Clan and the Silver Moon Dragon are both of the bloodline of the divine beast Canglong, but the power of their bloodline has been solidified, making it basically impossible to return to their ancestors.
What these two clans have always been seeking is to improve the bloodline power of their family group.
If promised on this condition, the masters of the two races might really agree.
Mu Changkong nodded and said solemnly: "Even so, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save Zhuo Yuanbu."
Inviting helpers can save your life at most, but the five million human army is surrounding Zhuo Yuan's tribe, and no one can save it.
It is impossible for the masters of the Iron Winged Dragon Clan and the Silver Moon Dragon Clan to confront the human army head-on.
Han Muye also knew.
unless--
Turning his head, he looked towards the sky.
"stop--"
A sacred blue-eyed golden eagle spread its wings and came.
The body of a hundred feet is radiating with golden light.
The realm of true spirit!
It was the golden eagle that Han Muye had given away the Origin Golden Pearl just now.
Another true spiritual realm is coming!
The human race true spirit that was flying towards him paused.
In the distant human formation, the big man in golden armor narrowed his eyes.
"Two true spirits?"
Farther away, on top of the stopped chariot, a strange color appeared on the face of the man in green robe.
The old man in black armor behind him also frowned.
"Han Muye, the chief of the Golden Crow Hanshan Tribe."
"Could this person be able to cause any changes?"
