There is a green halo emanating from under the big trees.
Han Muye flew forward and stood on the top of a big tree.
The breath of life exuded by the trees actually made his body feel like blood was surging.
More importantly, he could feel the thoughts conveyed to him by the big tree.
interesting!
"You all come up to the tree." He raised his hand and waved.
The surrendered Immortal Lords and Da Luo all rushed to the treetops.
As soon as they stepped onto the treetops, their expressions changed.
As long as you stand on the tree, your energy and blood will be filled almost instantly.
Standing here, isn't it equivalent to directly healing one's wounds?
Several Immortal Lords who had been traumatized before began to recover as their Qi and blood began to surge.
Outside the light curtain, many people had smiles on their faces.
In the God Realm, there was silence in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace.
"Huh, let me see this, Lord. Even if this formation is partial, I won't be able to do anything about Han Muye."
"Palace Master, in half a quarter of an hour, Immortal Lord Zhu Min of Pantian Dao Sect will meet Han Muye." The Taoist manipulating the formation in front stood up and looked at the Palace Master of Tiangong.
"Do you want to provoke the two of them into a fight?"
Although Immortal Lord Zhu Min is not at the level of Immortal Lord, he is still at the peak of Immortal Lord cultivation, and he also has a powerful immortal treasure in his hand.
If it weren't for the arrangements of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace, Immortal Lord Zhu Min would not have come to attend the heyday meeting.
For the immortal cultivators in the immortal world, the most prosperous time is to become an immortal, which is the opportunity for the rise of the immortal world.
But those powerful people in the God Realm don't care.
As long as they have enough cultivation, they can use some resources to exchange for the opportunity to enter the Shenyuan Heavenly Palace and step into the Immortal Lord.
"Let Zhu Min take action!" the Palace Master of Tiangong shouted.
The people controlling the formation in front nodded, and the fairy lights in their hands intertwined and fell on the light curtain.
In the light curtain, several arenas that were originally far away slowly floated closer.
Han Muye narrowed his eyes and raised the long bow in his hand.
"call out--"
An arrow shot out and pinned the Daluo Jinxian on a ring in front.
The arena crashed into him and became part of the mountains at his feet.
The Daluo Jinxian looked pale and begged for mercy.
If you don't beg for mercy, you will only die.
Han Muye raised his hand and put it under the mountain, then looked at another arena in the distance.
With the subtle changes in the surrounding space, he had already simulated who he would collide with in his mind.
It seems that the arena in the distance is set up by Shenyuan Tiangong.
He chuckled, raised his hand and shot an arrow.
The arrow crossed the arena in front of him and struck a arena hundreds of thousands of feet away.
The arena was turbulent and collided with the arena beside him.
Han Muye kept firing arrows in his hand, but within a moment, the surrounding area with a radius of hundreds of miles was covered by a series of light shields.
"He, he saw it..." Outside the light curtain of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace, the Taoist manipulating the formation was stunned.
Han Muye's long arrow directly changed the situation on the battlefield.
"Hmph." The Lord of Tiangong snorted coldly and said nothing more.
"Haha, this guy is really interesting. He can actually see through Shenyuan Tiangong's plans." There was laughter in front of the light screen.
Han Muye's movements were so obvious that they directly disrupted the order of the surrounding arenas.
Of course, outsiders can see this kind of scene more clearly.
"Look, that ring over there was originally going to be bumped into, but now it's blocked." Someone pointed to a ring.
The young man sitting cross-legged on the stage raised his hand and waved, and a golden sword light cut the body of the Taoist flying in front of him into two halves.
"So strong!"
"The strong ones in the Immortal Lord Realm are definitely the ones arranged by Shenyuan Tiangong!"
Many people spoke in low voices.
Han Muye paid no attention to the changes outside, but used his strikes to subdue those from close quarters, and harassed them with bows and arrows from afar.
In half a day, his mountain had turned into a thousand miles.
On the thousands of miles of mountains, there are immortal kings of different shapes and sizes standing bowed.
More than three hundred strong men were subdued by Han Muye and landed on the top of the big trees.
The crowns of these trees are already full of green, and the green breath of life cannot be concealed at all.
"boom--"
Finally, there was a roar, and the arena where Zhu Minxianjun was crashing into.
Now it is clear who is the strong one.
The arena of Immortal Lord Zhu Min has long been expanded to a radius of one million feet. He has struck out nearly a hundred times, and every time he is a one-hit kill.
There was a strong flow of blood in him.
"kill--"
Immortal Lord Zhu Min, who was wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, shouted loudly, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and headed down towards the mountains ahead.
The strong wind caused by this sword directly turned into the light of the sword.
powerful!
I have noticed Immortal Lord Zhu Min before, but now I see that he is indeed extremely tyrannical.
"Left wing, block."
"Right wing, defeat the enemy."
Han Muye's voice sounded.
Below, the swords and swordsmanship in the hands of hundreds of immortal monarchs and Daluo on the left turned into curtains of light.
On the right side, attacks gathered together, forming a long sword that shot into the sky and slashed down.
The eyes of Immortal Lord Zhu Min, who was flying in mid-air, showed anger, and the long sword struck down again.
The two sword lights overlapped and seemed to tear the world apart.
"boom--"
The light curtains below were torn apart.
Then, block the next layer again.
After thirty light curtains, the long sword light shattered into pieces.
Below, there were more than seventy light curtains waiting for him to chop.
On the other side, the long sword soaring into the sky has been cut down.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min could only move and retreat.
Even though he was extremely strong, it didn't mean that he could block the sword of hundreds of people by himself.
"boom--"
The long sword slashed into the air, and the endless sword light turned into fairy light, shattering and roaring.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min took a breath and pointed the long knife in his hand, staring at Han Muye who was standing on the canopy of the tree.
"Sword Immortal Yunlan, I am here only for you."
"As a sword cultivator, you don't even dare to fight with this Immortal Lord with your limited skills?"
He shouted loudly, his voice shaking.
Outside the light curtains, the strong men watching the battle all had complicated expressions.
Han Muye had taken the changes in this formation to the extreme.
With his own fighting strength and the power of the mountains at his feet, he is almost invincible.
By conquering more and more strong men, he will be able to move on safely.
Nowadays, a powerful person at the top of the Immortal King Realm doesn't even have a chance to face him.
"Will the Palace Master of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace be mad to death now?" Someone laughed out loud in front of a light curtain.
Shenyuan Tiangong, which was originally the most powerful force in the world, was now helpless against Han Muye in front of it.
The strong men sent did not even have a chance to fight with them.
"Shooting yourself in the foot. If Shenyuan Tiangong hadn't changed the rules, how could such a thing have happened?" Someone sneered and whispered.
In the light curtain, although Immortal Lord Zhu Min was provocative, Han Muye had no interest in fighting him.
The powerful immortals on the left and right wings took action together, the immortal light was tumbling, and long dragons roared.
The sword light and the thunder light shine together.
Although Zhu Min Immortal Lord holding a long sword can block more than ten powerful Immortal Lords with one person, he is not facing more than ten Immortal Lords, but more than two hundred Immortal Lords.
He didn't even have a chance to fight back, so he could only run away with all his strength.
"Han Muye, wait!"
After repelling a golden thunderbolt, Immortal Lord Zhu Min gave a loud shout, turned into an afterimage, and flew away.
"Buzz——"
A golden halo appeared on Han Muye.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min, who retreated in defeat, raised his hand and slashed down, chopping up a Daluo Jinxian on the stage in front of him, and a golden ring formed on his body.
But before he could regain his footing, there was a roar from behind, and Han Muye's mountain had already hit him.
Enter the battle again!
Hundreds of powerful Immortal Lords arrived with a blast.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min gritted his teeth and ran away.
He can't stop it!
"boom--"
Han Muye's body gathered a halo of light again.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min did not dare to enter the nearby arena again, so he flew across three arenas and landed on one arena when he was about to be expelled by the power of heaven and earth.
Looking back at the mountains in the distance that were not chasing him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking up at the pale Taoist in front of him, he smiled coldly: "Submit."
…
Outside the light curtain, everyone was watching this grand meeting that was completely different from the past.
Rules that used to only appear in the fourth-level heyday have now appeared.
Han Muye quickly gathered all parties, and then hunted down Immortal Lord Zhu Min.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min ran away while also beginning to gather and subdue the strong men.
As long as they are in the Immortal Lord Realm, he will conquer them all.
In this way, three days later, Immortal Lord Zhu Min had already gathered hundreds of powerful Immortal Lords.
It's just that he doesn't have the mountains like Han Muye's that already stretch for thousands of miles, so he doesn't dare to collide with them.
In this group, Han Muye already has thousands of Immortal Lords under his command. Anyone else who comes close to them will be attracted by them.
But gradually, there are fewer and fewer arenas in the space, and it is not easy to close them.
More people have been killed or eliminated.
"boom--"
A arena with a radius of 100,000 feet collided with Han Muye's mountains.
A young man holding a war gun looked at Han Muye.
"You must be Han Yiyi."
With a smile on his face, he pointed his spear at Han Muye and said calmly: "In this case, if you can survive ten breaths of my spear without defeat, I will submit."
Ten breaths?
Even the most powerful Immortal Lord would not dare to defeat another Immortal Lord within ten breaths, right?
"The tone is not small, I don't know where it came from the fairy world." Someone outside the light screen sneered.
"Are you trying to raise your own status, or are you planning something else?" Someone frowned and spoke softly.
On the mountains above Han Muye and the others, many people were in turmoil, just waiting for Han Muye to make a sound.
As long as Han Muye said to take it, they would do it without hesitation.
At this time, in front of the light curtain of the Divine Realm Shenyuan Heavenly Palace, several powerful men in the Heavenly Palace pursed their lips and said nothing.
Because, the person provoking Han Muye at this time was Xiang Liuyun, a powerful descendant of the Tiangong who had already entered the realm of the Immortal Lord!
As long as Han Muye agrees to the challenge, Xiang Liuyun will definitely kill him within ten breaths!
"Ten breaths?" Han Muye's eyes fell on the other party, with a look of amusement on his face.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely not be able to tell Xiang Liuyun's lies.
But in Han Muye's eyes, Xiang Liuyun's cultivation level could be seen through at a glance.
Because at this time, he had already used the power of this large formation to clearly see the strength of all opponents.
"They are really whimsical. The body of this formation is Chaos, one of the four ferocious beasts in ancient times."
The whisper of a golden bird came to Han Muye's ears.
There was disdain in Jinniao's tone.
"That guy is the smartest among the ferocious beasts, and he is very clever."
Han Muye did not speak.
He could feel the thoughts conveyed by this formation.
Let him severely defeat the plans of those guys in Shenyuan Tiangong.
The formation will do its best to help him.
For example, at this time, an immortal wanted to challenge him to a duel.
"good."
Han Muye's voice sounded.
Outside the light curtain, many people watched with interest.
Over at Shenyuan Tiangong, several powerful men had smiles on their faces.
The immortal cultivators standing on the mountain automatically dispersed around and watched Han Muye fly up.
Under his feet, a big green tree appeared. Wherever he landed, the big tree was there.
This scene made everyone in front of the light curtain stunned.
"This, haha, is interesting. The formation is deliberately biased."
"With this tree here, not to mention ten breaths, even a hundred breaths, a thousand breaths, I'm afraid it can block it."
Many people smiled and watched how the two people fought in the light curtain.
Xiang Liuyun's eyes fell on Han Muye's feet, nodded, raised the spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful."
This kind of behavior is extremely decent.
Han Muye stood there with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.
The spear in Xiang Liuyun's hand instantly stabbed out.
As this spear was thrust out, the entire mountainous world suddenly shook.
"boom--"
The heaven and earth collapsed, and the mountains shattered!
The void was suddenly torn into countless openings, with streaks of golden light intertwining among them.
This blow surpassed the power of everyone before when they fought!
"Immortal Lord!" Someone outside the light curtain exclaimed.
Only the Immortal Lord has such tyrannical power!
The person who raised the challenge was clearly an immortal!
Who would have thought that a powerful Immortal Master would hide like this just for this one blow!
"Hide quickly!"
"You can't catch this shot!"
"Get out of the way -"
Everyone on the Broken Mountains screamed in surprise.
If Han Muye dies, they may be free, but they may also be buried with him!
Who knows what the rules are for this formation now?
The force of the collapse of heaven and earth directly pressed down, and the space around Han Muye shattered inch by inch.
Outside his body, the broken space turned into chains, locking him layer by layer.
In this situation, there is no way to even escape!
Han Muye stood there, with the confidence and calmness on his face that he had before stepping forward.
This is being imprisoned, completely unable to change, even the expression is imprisoned.
Before the Immortal Lord, everything is silent!
Xiang Liuyun chuckled and stretched the spear point forward inch by inch.
Ten feet.
One foot.
Three inches!
The spear stabbed Han Muye.
The tip of the gun penetrated his clothes.
One inch.
"Um?"
Xiang Liuyun was stunned.
Can't penetrate?
The spear failed to penetrate Han Muye's body.
Not to mention a human body, even a world would be shattered by the tip of this spear, right?
He exerted force on his palms and pressed down again.
It seems that it still failed to penetrate.
Raising his head, he looked at Han Muye with a blank expression.
What he saw was Han Muye's smiling face.
I'm afraid there aren't many weapons in this world that can really stab his body.
The Prehistoric Armor is a fusion of Kui Niu's body and the prehistoric ruins. Only the strongest divine beast in ancient prehistoric times can break it.
The tail of the dragon and crocodile was refined into the body with the blood of the underlord. Even if it has not been completely refined, it is still the body of the ancient overlord.
Except for the strongest overlords in ancient times, no one can destroy the dragon crocodile body.
Even those strong men who broke through the ancient times couldn't do it.
Han Muye stood there, motionless, letting Xiang Liuyun stab his chest with his spear.
To outsiders, the two of them were clearly acting.
Put on a show that can't fool anyone!
"Fellow Taoist, Ten Breaths has arrived."
Han Muye spoke softly, stretched out his hand and gently held the barrel of the spear.
Ten breaths!
It’s just ten breaths, it’s not like forever.
The spear thrust out and pressed against Han Muye's chest. Ten breaths passed in this moment.
But this spear was struck by a strong Immortal Master!
Ten breaths, in the hands of a powerful immortal, should be able to destroy an entire world!
There was no sound at all inside or outside the light curtain.
Everyone stared blankly ahead, watching Han Muye and an Immortal Lord face to face.
"Go to hell——"
Xiang Liuyun suddenly shouted loudly, and suddenly retracted the spear in his hand, and then thrust out the spear tip, turning into flowing clouds all over the sky.
The divine light exploded, and the world collapsed!
This is the method of the Immortal Lord!
When the spear was thrust out, the sky and the earth within a hundred miles were covered by endless clouds, and every cloud was a golden spear point.
The endless mountains collapsed with a sound.
The bodies of the immortal monarchs standing on the mountains shattered into pieces and turned into pillars of light.
Han Muye in front of him also turned into pieces.
"boom--"
Hundreds of miles of heaven and earth collapsed.
Within the light curtain, everything returned to nothingness.
The Lord of the Tiangong Palace, who stood in front of the light curtain of the Divine Source Tiangong Palace in the God Realm, laughed loudly.
However, in the next moment, all the images disappeared, and within the light curtain, Han Muye and Xiang Liuyun were still standing opposite each other.
Xiang Liuyun's face turned red and he tightly held the handle of the gun in his hand.
But the spear was slowly drawn forward.
In front, Han Muye held the gun body in his hand, holding it tightly with an indifferent expression.
An immortal could not draw the spear in his hand!
An Immortal Lord actually defeated the Immortal Lord with the power of his physical body!
This scene made everyone outside the light curtain who had just been shocked by the shattered scene of the world once again look dull.
how so?
The Immortal Lord should be the Immortal Lord...
"Yes, it's a big formation. This formation gave Han Muye the power of blessing!" Someone shouted in a low voice.
"Just now, the formation deliberately confused the picture. I guess it was to make fun of Shenyuan Tiangong!" Someone showed an uncontrollable smile on his face.
The scene I saw before was extremely shocking. With one strike from the Immortal Lord, both heaven and earth were destroyed.
Of course, that scene was not as shocking as what I saw now.
An Immortal Lord could not draw his own spear.
"Fellow Taoist, didn't you say that you will surrender after ten breaths?" Han Muye looked calmly at Xiang Liuyun.
Xiang Liuyun trembled all over and turned pale.
He is in the Immortal Realm.
He is the most powerful person in the world.
Even if he is at his peak and suppressed by endless power, the Immortal Lord is still the Immortal Lord.
Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand to Liuyun and slapped Han Muye's chest with his palm.
There was a faint red flame glowing in his palm.
"Fire Rules!"
There were exclamations outside the light curtain.
"This is the rule of fire. I have understood at least 30% of it!"
An old man stared excitedly at the flames in the light curtain, clenching his fists tightly.
"It's flames. This immortal master actually understands the rules of flames. He hides it so well!"
There were exclamations outside the light curtain, and the flames in front of Han Muye were also one.
In his eyes, the flames were like delicious food.
The first complete rule he understood was flame.
For the Golden Crow bloodline, the power of fire is the most basic control, just like eating and dressing the human race.
Han Muye raised his hand and blocked Xiang Liuyun's palm.
Both palms touched, Xiang Liuyun's eyes widened and his whole body trembled.
The two stood face to face, and the flames enveloped their bodies.
"What is Xiang Liuyun doing?" an old man shouted coldly in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Heavenly Palace.
no one knows.
No one knew Xiang Liuyun's pain at this time.
The power of fire he had cultivated for countless years was just stripped away before his eyes.
Han Muye held a blazing flame in his hand.
The flame was so hot that it seemed to burn out the heaven and earth. Xiang Liuyun wanted to let go, but he couldn't.
He knew that as long as he let go, this flame, the flame that he had been concentrating on for countless thousands of years, and this rule would be given away.
"Why……"
Staring at Han Muye closely, he gritted his teeth and spoke to Liu Yun.
He doesn't understand.
It hasn't been long since he reached the Immortal Realm, but he has already understood the power of the rules.
He is the leader among the younger generation in Shenyuan Heavenly Palace.
He is destined to go to Zhoutian battlefield.
How could someone like him lose in understanding the rules to this unknown person in front of him?
"Submit to me and I can tell you why."
Han Muye spoke softly.
The flames around the two men slowly dissipated.
The scene of the two people touching each other's hands was reflected on the light screen.
"What's going on with them..."
This sentence is what everyone wants to ask.
A red flame burned between the two palms.
No one knows what these two people are doing.
"Is Xiang Liuyun so incompetent? He can't even take down Han Muye!" Several people shouted and cursed in front of the light curtain of Shenyuan Tiangong.
How can a powerful Immortal be so incompetent?
"Submit?" Xiang Liuyun gritted his teeth and stepped back.
"You deserve it too!"
He moved and flashed towards the back.
This Han Muye's strength is too weird, he is not an immortal, but his control over flames is very weird.
Has this person also understood the rules of fire, even above himself?
Seeing Xiang Liuyun retreating quickly, Han Muye showed a smile on his face.
He raised his hand, and the flames in his palm were suddenly thrown out.
"boom--"
The flames were extremely fast, thrown out from the left side, and landed on a fifty-mile mountain peak three hundred miles away.
The figure standing on the ring was shaken, raised his hand with all his strength, and stabbed out the spear in his hand.
The spear collided with the flames, and the flames scattered.
The arena shook, collapsed, and then a light barrier rose.
The light shield covered the mountains and peaks where Han Muye and the others were.
Xiang Liuyun, who had already rushed out of the mountains, bumped into the light barrier, a trace of confusion flashing across his face.
On the other side, Immortal Lord Zhu Min of the Pantian Dao Sect, who was holding a spear in his hand, and more than a hundred Immortal Lords behind him were staring at Han Muye.
When the three arenas collide, a mask of light emerges. Either surrender or fight to the death.
He slowly turned around and looked at Liuyun and Immortal Lord Zhu Min.
They came from the God Realm together, and although they were not from the same sect, they were familiar with each other.
"Let's join forces." Xiang Liuyun whispered.
Immortal Lord Zhu Min nodded, took a deep breath, and pointed the spear in his hand at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded and raised his hand.
"Left wing, suppress, right wing, attack with full force."
As his words fell, thousands of immortal monarchs split into two parts, flew forward, and streams of immortal light burst down.
Han Muye stood there and spoke loudly: "Hit them hard until they surrender!"
A smile appeared on Han Muye's face, but Xiang Liuyun's heart dropped to the bottom of his heart.
"If you don't want to surrender, you will kill an immortal today."
"I'll help you raid the formation, they won't be able to overthrow the enemy."
(End of chapter)
