The light of Qi and blood was so strong that it seemed to cover up the beam of light in front of Han Muye.
The power entrusted by life has always been magnificent.
Han Muye knew that the people in front of him had been instilled with the idea of being loyal to the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty since birth.
They have lost themselves.
Such people, no matter how high their cultivation level is, are still like puppets.
"kill."
Han Muye raised his hand and punched out.
This time, he let everyone see his strength.
Since we want to gather the scattered Golden Crow people, we must have enough strength to suppress them.
All planning is ultimately inseparable from the backing of strength.
"Peng——"
A golden crow shadow materialized in front of Han Muye, and then directly condensed into substance.
Use the fist to turn the void into reality!
This is the general trend of boxing!
In the practice methods inherited from the Great Wilderness since the Great Wilderness, apart from Yuan Ling condensing the true spirit, there is no such method of martial arts condensation.
This is control of power down to the smallest detail.
Dahuang's cultivation has always been rough, how could he ever have such boxing skills!
Ningquan means fist force. As soon as the Golden Crow appears, the heaven and earth roar!
"Peng——"
What blood and self-destruction were all turned into countless pieces of quicksand before this punch.
With one punch, nine powerful human beings fell directly!
"boom--"
The shadow of the fist persisted and hit the sky. It seemed to break through the sky and eventually turned into nothingness.
The power of a punch is so terrifying!
All the elites of the Golden Crow tribe who gathered around looked surprised.
At the same time, the energy and blood of the previous human races also shot up into the sky and turned into a big bloody star.
The big star rose into the sky, reached thousands of feet above, and exploded with a bang.
"This is their communication method!"
Looking at the exploding star, someone screamed.
Everyone else's expressions changed.
For a moment, everyone was in chaos.
"Yuchi Jiyu, you and Zhu Yu form a team and lead three hundred of our Jinwu tribe to station in the southeast."
"Bai Jue, Zhao Hong, you go northwest and lead three hundred tribesmen to garrison."
Han Muye's voice sounded, carrying a majesty that could not be rejected.
Yuchi Jiyu flew up, cupped his fists and shouted: "Take orders."
The others looked at each other and quickly gave up.
The original chaos immediately became orderly.
Within a moment, the two thousand elites were divided into six groups. In addition to the defenses on all sides, there were also 600 people stationed in place, plus more than 300 people led away by Han Muye himself.
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"Chi Chang, when you are stationed here, you must remember not to fight head-on. If you need support, come wherever you need it. If the enemy is too strong, everyone will retreat."
Han Muye looked at the big man in green armor, raised his hand and handed a ball of golden divine flame into his hand.
"Clan Chief Han, don't worry, Chi Chang will definitely not cause trouble." The big man named Chi Chang, who was also at the ninth level of Yuanling, took the divine flame handed to him by Han Muye and spoke solemnly.
This ball of divine flame can be divided into thousands of parts, and it can distinguish whether it is a member of the Golden Crow tribe or not.
After explaining this, Han Muye raised his head and looked into the distance.
"I'm going to find the true spiritual realm."
It doesn’t have to be a call for help, it could be a rescue.
Three hundred Golden Crow elites followed him and ran quickly.
Just before he could walk far, hundreds of figures came flying from the front.
Han Muye's eyes flashed, he turned his head and raised his hand to make a gesture.
Behind him, the elites of the Golden Crow tribe gathered their Yuanling power and quietly gathered the power of their bloodline.
"Which tribe?" Han Muye moved and stood in front of the people who were flying.
Hundreds of figures paused, and the leader stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "The Ziji tribe's Chao Yuhu discovered that the human race is here, and they came here to surround and kill them!"
Han Muye nodded, moved out of the way, and said loudly: "They are right in front. We are ordered to find reinforcements."
Chao Yuhu nodded and gathered a hundred people behind him. The Golden Crow Yuanling suddenly shone with golden light.
They all have the blood of the Golden Crow clan.
Behind Chao Yuhu, the pale silver Golden Crow Yuanling shows that he is a master who has just entered the ninth level.
Han Muye raised his hand and threw a golden divine flame: "This is the token over there. Without it, people will be surrounded and killed as humans."
A smile appeared on Chao Yuhu's face, and he took the divine flame and put it away directly.
"Then let's go for reinforcements first." Chao Yuhu said, leading the hundred people behind him in the direction from which Han Muye and the others came.
As soon as he reached Han Muye's side, Han Muye suddenly spoke again: "Have you ever cultivated a human battle formation?"
Chao Yuhu was stunned for a moment. Before he could raise his head, the divine flame that he had just held in his arms burst out and enveloped his body.
"kill--"
Han Muye shouted, and three hundred Golden Crows flew up behind him.
Those who followed Chao Yuhu were confused for a moment. Before they were ready, the three hundred Golden Crow tribesmen had already poured down the Golden Crow divine flames one after another.
Flames from a distance, fists and kicks from a distance.
In this secret realm suppressed by the power of the Golden Crow, the Golden Crow's divine flames, fists and kicks are the fastest and most convenient means of killing.
"Peng——"
Countless divine flames exploded, covering the hundreds of people.
Someone's spirit was shattered under this divine flame, and a second spirit emerged from behind. The Golden Crow divine flame on someone's body surged, and was assimilated by the falling divine flame.
Human race!
These more than a hundred people were clearly human beings in disguise.
"Array-"
someone exclaimed.
But at this time, the Golden Crow Divine Flame is shrouding it, making it difficult for these people to unite together.
The three hundred Golden Crow elites who had been prepared rushed into the crowd and directly killed these humans with their fists and kicks without mercy.
The human race, which does not have the advantage of formation, is obviously much inferior in cultivation, and its combat power is not even close to that of the Golden Crow elites.
Han Muye took one step forward and then punched him down.
"Peng——"
Chao Yuhu, who was locked by his divine flame, vomited blood and retreated, and the silvery nine-layer Golden Crow Yuanling collapsed directly.
Without the cultivation that he has condensed, it is naturally impossible for him to really be able to fight against the same level.
The Yuanling shattered, and a faint purple shadow of a giant tiger emerged.
The eighth level of Yuanling.
The real cultivation level is only the eighth level of Yuanling.
Chao Yuhu turned around and was about to flee, but Han Muye raised his hand and punched him again.
The shadow of the fist turned into a golden crow, opened its long claws, and grasped hard.
The giant tiger Yuanling behind Chao Yuhu screamed miserably and shattered again.
His body also shattered, leaving only a trace of energy and blood escaping around.
Turning around, the hundred humans had been dealt with.
Along the way, Han Muye and the others continued to gather the Golden Crow people, and encountered several sieges.
Fortunately, we did not encounter a large human army, nor were there any truly strong men. With Han Muye's fighting power, he could lead everyone and sweep through them.
After running for a hundred thousand miles, Han Muye already had three thousand Golden Crows behind him, five from the ninth level of Yuanling.
"boom--"
Ahead, a roaring sound resounded.
Everyone's expressions changed.
The sound of this sound caused the entire space to tremble.
Real spiritual realm!
"I am Qin Nanxun of the Qin Military Department. There are human beings who have sneaked into the Golden Crow Secret Realm, and four True Spirit Realm people are surrounding me."
A majestic voice rang out, resounding throughout the world.
Whether it was Han Muye or the people behind Han Muye, their expressions changed rapidly, and many of them looked pale.
"Today I will self-destruct my true spirit to hold back these human true spirits. Please ask all my fellow Golden Crow clan members to leave this place quickly. The human race is powerful and you cannot stop it——"
The sound came, followed by the roar and golden light that shot straight into the sky.
The true spirit explodes!
It's still too late!
"You guys go first, I'll take a look!" Han Muye gritted his teeth, flew up, and transformed into a golden-red sun and golden crow.
A true spirit realm self-destructed in front of him, and the shock of this moment made his heart surge endlessly.
Even if he knew that this was the Ruin Realm, even if he knew that he would eventually leave, this scene still made him feel refreshed.
The power of sacrifice that transcends time and space.
Is this the power gathered by the Haotian Golden Crow?
sacrifice.
Golden light shone through the entire secret place.
The surging light curtain turned into a rope, blocking everything within a hundred miles.
The four powerful human beings who surrounded and killed the True Spirits of the Golden Crow Clan were also trapped inside and could not come out for a while.
When Han Muye flew down, he saw the scene of the world being locked away.
He knew that this kind of confinement couldn't last long.
Only in the face of irresistible force will the town be closed.
"If you go to the Qin Military Department, give this gun to Qin Yuzhu for me."
"Let's just say that I, Qin Nanxun, cannot marry her in this life and will become a deserter."
A war gun was thrown in front of Han Muye, and the appearance of a tall young man wearing fiery red armor appeared.
The young man cupped his hands towards Han Muye, and then a ball of golden flame floated over.
Golden Crow Divine Flame.
The quality of this flame has been improved, it is not the ordinary Golden Crow Divine Flame.
Han Muye nodded and took the divine flame.
There are three thousand regiments in total.
Hold the war gun and feel the surging power of fire.
This battle spear is an extremely powerful treasure, a real weapon containing eleven true spirit patterns.
This gun activates all the power and can kill true spirits.
Unfortunately, even with a real weapon, it is impossible for one person to challenge four powerful true spirits of the same level.
"Peng——"
There was a roar on the golden chain, and cracks appeared.
The chain is almost unstoppable.
Han Muye raised his hand, and streaks of golden crow divine flames flew out.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame combined with the chain, once again locking the powerful human true spirit within.
It's a pity that this chain was inspired by Qin Nanxun's self-destruction, not his own combat power, so it cannot last long. If not combined with Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame, it would really be possible to seal the four true spirits.
The power of Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame has surpassed that of many Golden Crow true spirit masters who have practiced for thousands of years.
In the distance, figures appeared.
Those are other vigilant strong men of the human race.
Knowing that nothing could be done, Han Muye did not hesitate, bowed, held the spear, transformed into a golden crow, spread his wings, and flew forward.
"boom--"
When Han Muye flew thousands of miles away, a sky-shattering roar came from behind.
The golden light that illuminated the world slowly dissipated.
The Jinwu Clan, Qin Wu Tribe, and the True Spirit have fallen.
Han Muye didn't know how long the chains that sealed the four true spirits would last, but there were already many powerful human beings chasing him behind him.
At least one of them has a true spiritual realm.
He no longer hesitated and flew away quickly.
"stop--"
In the void, a golden crow screamed.
Golden Crow True Spirit!
A golden stream of light rushed into the distance.
"Stop!"
Han Muye shouted lowly, and the golden crow that his body transformed into collided with the hundred-foot golden crow that spread its wings.
"Get away!"
There was an angry sound coming from the Golden Crow, and it spread its wings and smacked Han Muye in the head.
If this blow were to hit, Han Muye's body would probably shatter into pieces.
This is a blow from the true spirit of the Golden Crow clan.
Han Muye's body moved, and the golden crow he transformed into dispersed, and then he shuttled back and forth to avoid the attack.
On his body, there was strong golden crow blood power condensed into golden armor.
The figure blocked by him also turned into a young man wearing black armor, with a stern expression and an angry look on his face.
"Who are you, dare to stop me?" The young man gritted his teeth and pointed at Han Muye,
"Qin Nanxun, the true spirit of the Qin Martial Department, used his true spirit to detonate himself and sealed the four human true spirits. We rush over now and can seriously injure those sealed human true spirits!" Han Muye said hurriedly.
He couldn't do it on his own, but a true spiritual person could do it.
Hearing his words, the young man from the Golden Crow tribe in the True Spirit Realm said coldly: "What's the point of fighting at this time?"
Not to mention that Han Muye has not yet achieved true spirituality.
Even he had just stepped into the true spirit not long ago, and his strength was not yet stable.
With such a cultivation level, one might be able to gain the upper hand one on one, but one against two would definitely lose.
Qin Nanxun has already fallen, why should he die now?
The human race has obviously deployed a large army there, and there are many powerful true spirits.
"The human race has a hundred thousand troops in this secret place, and I don't know how many true spirits there are. What they want to do is to destroy everyone in my Golden Crow clan."
"The teleportation square has been closed, and none of us can get out."
"If we can seriously injure these human true souls who have been sealed off by Qin Nanxun, we can slow down the speed at which the human race is strangling our Golden Crow clan and wait for reinforcements." Han Muye said in a deep voice.
"One hundred thousand troops!" The expression of the young man in black armor changed.
He didn't expect that there would be so many humans.
He didn't hear Qin Nanxun's shouting, but saw the Golden Crow True Spirit fall and flew over to investigate.
"The teleportation square is closed. This is to destroy both the enemy and ourselves."
"It's over..." There was a look of regret on his face.
"Run away!" All the energy, blood and golden light in his body converged, and he rushed forward.
"boom--"
Han Muye raised his hand and punched out.
The young man was stunned for a moment, with a look of rage on his face, and he stretched out his hand.
"Peng——"
Han Muye was knocked ten feet away.
The young man was even more stunned.
He is the true spirit.
In front of the true spirit realm, this guy only retreated ten feet?
"We must gather all the people of the Golden Crow clan and resist the siege of these human clans with all our strength."
"The strong men from the clan outside will not ignore us."
Han Muye took a deep breath and said loudly.
If they retain a True Spirit Realm person, their chances of winning will be much greater.
Even if he didn't want to go to the four true spirits of Feng Town, he should stay and go to the teleportation square together.
"Control?" The young man who was originally extremely impulsive suddenly calmed down.
Golden light flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly: "If we can save them, we will not seal the teleportation square."
As expected, he was truly a powerful person, and he guessed everything at once.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the next secret place." Taking a deep breath, the young man shook his head and looked at Han Muye, "You are not bad at fighting, you can help me."
"Get the real spiritual bones first."
"I am Zhang Yu from Mingcheng Department, you should know me."
Han Muye's strength was recognized by Zhang Yu.
In the distance, there are shining golden and gray-black true spiritual lights flying over.
Two true souls!
Walk?
Go to the next level?
Not going to rescue those members of the Golden Crow tribe?
Han Muye felt his heart go cold.
The passion stirred up by Qin Nanxun just now seemed to be as cold as ice to the bone.
A true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe actually wanted to abandon his tribe and escape alone.
With such a level of cultivation, there is no sense of responsibility at all!
"You don't want to?" Zhang Yu frowned when he saw Han Muye's expression.
Being willing to take Han Muye to the next level is already impressive.
It’s just a ninth level Yuanling.
Han Muye shook his head and flew away.
Different road non-phase plan.
Seeing Han Muye turn and leave, Zhang Yu sneered, and the power of the Golden Crow bloodline exploded into a beam of light.
The next moment, the aura on his body converged, and everything turned into nothingness.
Han Muye was shocked as he fled away, with a look of disgust in his eyes.
This Zhang Yu deliberately framed himself before leaving.
The light beam that arouses the power of the Golden Crow is simply a beacon, letting those strong humans know the direction.
He will soon face the pursuit of the true spirits of the human race.
You can't lead the true spirit powerhouse to the teleportation square!
Han Muye gritted his teeth, turned around, turned into a golden crow, spread his wings and soared.
There was golden light on his body, like a candle, illuminating the darkness of the world.
"boom--"
Two streams of light flew down to where Han Muye and Zhang Yu were just now.
A thin Taoist priest wearing a green robe had golden light flashing in his eyes, and behind him the golden Golden Crow True Spirit emerged.
The energy and blood in his body are combined with the true spirit, which is obviously the power of the true Golden Crow bloodline.
However, there are no marks from the Golden Crow clan on his forehead, indicating that he is a strong human being who has cultivated a true spirit with the power of the Golden Crow clan's bloodline.
The other one was a big man wearing black armor, holding a long knife in his hand, and behind him was a black bear spirit.
"Buzz——"
The green-robed Taoist raised his hand, and a green light turned into a light curtain in his palm.
In the light curtain, the scene when Zhang Yu and Han Muye parted just now appeared.
Zhang Yu stimulated the light beam, and then left with hidden traces.
"The ones escaping over there are true spirits, but not here." The Taoist put away the light curtain and chased Zhang Yu in the direction he was walking.
The big man in black armor nodded and took one step forward, no slower than the Taoist.
Han Muye fled for a moment, and the roar of the battle came from behind.
He turned his head slightly, with some surprise on his face.
The human race's true spirit's method was stronger than he thought. It actually identified the location of Zhang Yu and surrounded him.
If it had been before, he might have thought of a way to go there and help the true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe.
Now, he wouldn't care about Zhang Yu's life or death.
Now that the True Spirit Realm humans were out to surround and kill Zhang Yu, he quietly turned around and returned to the teleportation square.
After running for two days and breaking through dozens of human interceptions, he finally returned to the teleportation square.
At this time, more than 40,000 Golden Crow elites have gathered on the teleportation square.
"Clan Chief Han!"
"Clan Chief Han, this is the prince of Shang Zhenyu of Shangtang tribe."
Among the elites of the Golden Crow tribe, a tall young man wearing a pale golden shirt looked at Han Muye.
Real spiritual realm.
"Chief Hanshan tribe, I have heard of you."
"In the Battle of Clear Sky Wasteland, without you, at least one million Golden Crows would have perished."
Shang Zhenyu spoke loudly.
After all, most of the Golden Crow have mastery of these things.
If only information was spread from place to place, small tribes separated by hundreds of millions of miles would have no idea what was happening in the Clear Sky Wasteland.
"The clan leader and several elders said that clan leader Han's strategic methods in battle can defeat an army of tens of millions."
Shang Zhenyu's words made the surrounding Golden Crow strong men speechless.
I really didn’t expect that this Han patriarch would have such high praise in the Shangtang tribe.
Originally, they had objections to Shang Zhenyue coming to greet Han Muye in person, but now when they looked at Han Muye, their eyes were different.
Both are on the ninth level of Yuanling, but the person in front of him is famous in the Shangtang Department.
Han Muye handed over to Shang Zhenyu, and then took out Qin Nanxun's war gun.
He was shocked when he saw the gun dealer Zhen Jing.
"Let's go to the big tent and talk." Shang Zhenyu shouted, leading Han Muye to rush into the military tent in the middle of the square.
It was said to be a military tent, but it was just a tent held up by a large animal skin.
There is a faint halo on the golden animal skin.
"Qin Nanxun, has fallen?" Stepping into the military tent, Shang Zhenyu looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.
Han Muye nodded.
He locked Qin Nanxun's self-destructed true spirit to the four true spirits, and Zhang Yu told them all regardless of what happened to the next level of the clan.
Shang Zhenyu's expression changed, and after a long time he sighed softly.
"Brother Qin and I have known each other for 30,000 years and fought side by side on the front line. It's a pity..."
"This time we met, we came to a secret place to find the true spiritual bones and advance our cultivation to another level."
"Let's meet for a battle. Who can become the leader of the Seizing Sun Conference depends on his ability. I didn't expect..."
Listening to Shang Zhenyu's words, Han Muye was silent.
This is how spiritual practice is in the world.
Who knows how far he can go?
Also, even if this wilderness is just the Ruins Realm, the creatures here are still endlessly radiant.
Fighting against a strong person of the same level, this kind of agreement is really satisfying.
"Prince Shang, Han can complete Qin Nanxun's agreement on his behalf." Han Muye said in a deep voice.
Shang Zhenjiu was stunned.
Looking at Han Muye, he nodded: "Okay."
As he spoke, his expression turned solemn: "I didn't let you talk about Qin Nanxun's death just now because I was afraid of shaking the morale of the army."
"Now that Zhang Yu is going down one level again, what should we do?"
"Six true spirits and an army of 100,000 people," Shang Zhenyu took a deep breath and shook his head: "We can't stop them."
It is not without reason that the human race can always suppress the various races in the wilderness.
The human race has many methods and strong military formations, which cannot be compared with other races in the wilderness.
Six true spirits, plus an army of 100,000 people, can directly wipe out these 40,000 Golden Crow elites.
Even if Shang Zhenjiu is a real spirit, he can at most guarantee that he can escape to the next level.
"Clan Chief Han, what can you do?"
Shang Zhenjiu lowered his voice.
He knew that there was nothing he could do as a true spirit, so leaving the problem to Han Muye, who only had the ninth level of Yuanling, was really too much.
But there was really nothing he could do.
"We have two ways to go now." Han Muye's words made Shang Zhenyu's eyes light up.
"Stick here, attract more Golden Crow people, and then wait for rescue outside."
"Even if the human race has an army of 100,000 and six true spirits, it is impossible to kill us all in a short time."
Stick to it?
I'm afraid this path won't work.
Once the four true spirits get out of trouble, all the human armies gather, and if outside rescue cannot arrive, everyone will really have no choice but to die here.
Even he, Shang Zhen Prison, dare not say that he could escape under the encirclement and killing of so many powerful human beings.
Shang Zhenyu shook his head.
He was not willing to put his life in other people's hands.
"The second way is to take the initiative." Han Muye exuded a fighting spirit.
"While those four true spirits are locked down, we will strangle each other with all our strength."
"The human race is still going around killing the scattered Golden Crow tribesmen. Let's go straight to the place where the four true spirits were sealed off."
Han Muye's eyes shone with a dull golden light, and he took a deep breath: "If I can kill the true spirit, I am sure to directly step into the realm of the true spirit."
