"boom--"
Between heaven and earth, clouds and waves gather and disperse.
The divine light on the golden-armored general exploded, seeming to engulf the surrounding world.
The pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm!
This kind of power cannot be resisted by ordinary practitioners.
Guo Lang and Gu Chengming, who were standing in front of Han Muye, looked at each other and shrank back.
Zhao Minghe and the others also had solemn expressions on their faces and tightened their sword array to protect Han Muye who was standing in the middle.
"Hmph, the people outside the world are evil." The Taoist of Xu Jue's lineage appeared in shadows one after another.
Some of these phantoms are holding spears, some are holding long swords in their hands, and some are bending a long bow into a full moon.
These phantoms are solid and turned out to be a war puppet.
When Han Muye left the Huling Ruins world, he left the War Puppet inheritance to Xu Jue. Unexpectedly, he had already studied it thoroughly.
Xu Jue's talent for refining weapons is indeed extraordinary.
Although these war puppets are not powerful, they are still capable of fighting between humans and immortals.
With so many war puppets around, the surrounding golden-armored generals looked a little gloomy.
The first warrior snorted coldly, no longer hesitated, raised his hand and waved, and the battle formation behind him seemed to be hit by the tide.
The war puppets standing in front rushed out, the weapons in their hands dancing, causing the void around them to explode.
"boom--"
The force of the impact was like rolling waves, and countless figures kept intertwining.
Guo Lang and Gu Chengming held their swords to protect themselves.
Ten miles away, the powerful Mo Chu in the Immortal Realm could only retreat.
Han Muye looked forward.
At this time, Mu Wan, or Princess Mo Yue, had disappeared into the crowd.
Get together, part ways.
If I were really an ordinary mortal, this side would be farewell, right?
Seeing the battle ahead becoming more and more intense, with the tidal battle array constantly attacking, Han Muye's eyes revealed a hint of coldness that was like the depth of an ancient well.
Shenyuan Tiangong has done too much.
"boom--"
A war puppet was shattered in front of the battle formation.
The disciple of Lingxiao Tiangong turned pale and took a step back.
"Surrender, or perish." The golden-armored general holding a spear pointed his spear forward, and the concentrated tyrannical fighting spirit poured out directly.
All the fighting spirit combined with the power of the battle formation behind him turned into a golden tiger.
The tiger swooped down and smashed the war puppets into pieces.
The disciples of Lingxiao Tiangong softened and retreated.
Unstoppable.
Whether it was Mo Chu's powerful man from the Human Immortal Realm or Gu Chengming and Zhao Minghe who were standing in front of Han Muye, their expressions were extremely solemn.
Not even the powerful men of Lingxiao Palace can withstand these golden armor battle formations. In today's situation, defeat is a foregone conclusion.
"Surrender or perish?" At this moment, a voice sounded.
"Shenyuan Tiangong has really been the overlord of the God Realm for so long that I don't even know how much I weigh."
As soon as the voice fell, Han Muye walked forward with his sword in hand, taking one step forward.
Taking a step forward, he waved the sword in his hand lightly.
"boom--"
The sword light shone brightly and turned into a collapsed snow mountain, rolling down.
This was a sword he had accumulated, using his own swordsmanship to combine with the power of heaven and earth, he had accumulated tens of thousands of miles just for the power of this sword.
At the beginning, the sword light was just a mountain peak collapsing, like a snow-capped mountain rolling forward. The next moment, it was as majestic as the collapse of heaven and earth, condensing into tens of thousands of skylights and falling.
No one can resist such a powerful force, no one dares to resist it.
"boom--"
The golden armor battle formation was turned into nothingness with this blow.
Countless souls flew away.
The bodies of the golden-armored generals in front of the battle formation were all shattered, leaving only a dim soul flying.
"You, who are you!"
There was anger and fear in that spirit.
It was obvious that the strong man who killed everyone with this sword was an outsider.
If outsiders dare to go against Shenyuan Tiangong, isn't this looking for death?
"Since you know about my Shenyuan Tiangong, you still dare to take action. You really don't know how to live or die!"
The shadow was about to dissipate, and now his eyes were fixed on Han Muye, with fierceness in his eyes.
"Go back and report, I will go to Shenyuan Heavenly Palace." Han Muye's voice sounded, causing the divine light in the virtual shadow's eyes to turn into surprise.
All around, the light of the soul dispersed like fireworks, and a lot of energy and blood power also dissipated.
There was a roaring sound between heaven and earth.
This was an impact of so much original power that it made the world feel it.
"Senior Brother Han, it turns out he is so strong..."
Looking at Han Muye standing with a sword in hand, Zhao Minghe whispered, with a look of luck and a bit of disappointment on his face.
I have been protecting him all the way. Senior Brother Han is so strong that he needs to be protected by himself?
Ahead, Gu Chengming turned to look at Guo Lang.
"Did you know earlier?"
These words made Guo Lang grin.
But he didn't speak, and he didn't have time to argue with Gu Chengming.
The artistic conception contained in Han Muye's sword just now is very consistent with his sword intention.
With this concentration of sword intent, he can definitely take another step forward.
He could feel that Senior Tianjian deliberately showed this sword intention to guide him on the way forward.
"This is the way of swordsmanship..." The disciple of Lingxiao Tiangong stood up, looked around, and murmured.
His eyes fell on Han Muye, his eyes suddenly widened and his whole body trembled.
Han Muye turned to look at him.
This glance made the disciple unable to stand any longer, his legs weakened and he fell to his knees.
In the distance, the immortal who was protecting the children of the Mo Chu royal family behind him had a turbulent aura, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
He didn't dare to think about who could make the disciples of Lingxiao Tiangong kneel to the ground at a glance.
Are there really such people in the world?
Even the top experts in the sword pool don't have such qualifications, right?
Seeing Han Muye walking forward slowly, the expression of the strong man in the Immortal Realm changed, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
"I think you are familiar."
At this time, a voice sounded from behind Renxianjing.
Princess Moyue.
familiar?
How can it be?
Princess Mo Yue has never left Mo Chu since she was born.
A glimmer of light flashed in the man's fairyland eyes.
That's only one possibility.
This princess, who has been gifted since birth and has infinite affinity with the wood genus, was originally born to someone outside the world.
There had been such conjectures among the royal family before, but because various inspections failed to detect it, and coupled with the turmoil, the matter was dropped.
"Of course I'm familiar." Han Muye walked forward slowly with a smile on his face.
Although there was neither coercion nor any evil aura on his body, those Mo Chu people standing in front still stepped aside unconsciously.
Even that person from the Immortal Realm hesitated and took a step back.
Han Muye looked at Princess Mo Yue in front of him.
The body supported by this trace of soul still looks like Mu Wan.
However, perhaps Mu Wan did this on purpose, as his soul was not fully awake at this time and did not reveal the imprints in his memory.
So looking at Han Muye, he still looked a little confused.
"You are my junior sister."
Han Muye stepped forward and spoke softly.
"Junior sister..." Princess Mo Yue nodded, her face still blank.
"No wonder, I feel very familiar with you."
"When you come, I feel at ease."
Princess Mo Yue's words made the faces of the surrounding Mo Chu people change.
In particular, the powerful person in the Human Immortal Realm who was enshrined by the Mochu royal family set his sights on Han Muye.
The familiarity Princess Mo Yue mentioned was the induction from the soul.
It seems that this princess is really the spirit of a powerful person from outside the world.
In this case, can we borrow the power of the princess and the strong man in the sword pool in front of us?
"Haha, since we are a family, I can rest assured."
"Everyone, this place is not safe yet, and it is not a place to stay for a long time."
Although the old man spoke to everyone, his eyes were only on Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded, turned and looked into the distance.
Where the water and the sky meet, there are layers of waves surging.
Over there, there are strong men from the Linglong Ruins Realm flying over.
This time, Shenyuan Tiangong's plan was thwarted, so the other party must be unwilling to do so.
"Let's go."
Han Muye turned to look at the Lingxiao Tiangong disciples who were still kneeling on the ground.
"Take us to Lingxiao Tiangong."
Go to Lingxiao Tiangong!
Hearing Han Muye's words, everyone's faces showed joy.
In the entire Hulingxu world, where is the most powerful place and the most suitable place for cultivation?
Of course it is Lingxiao Tiangong.
Regardless of whether it is Xuan Qin, Mo Chu, or the powerful people from Tiantang, their final destination is Lingxiao Tiangong.
Among Jianchi's disciples, only the truly strong ones will eventually be qualified to practice in the Heavenly Palace.
Who among these people here doesn’t want to step into the Heavenly Palace one day?
But, can you enter the Heavenly Palace just by saying a word from the person in front of you?
Everyone turned to look at the Tiangong disciple who stood up slowly.
"Disciple, obey."
The Tiangong disciple bowed to Han Muye, then took a step back humbly with a look of reverence on his face.
He raised his hand and threw out a long shuttle-shaped flying boat. There were intertwined spiritual patterns on the flying boat.
The flying boat is ten feet long and suspended in mid-air.
Within a moment, everyone boarded the flying boat and flew away.
When the distant waves surged in and dozens of strong men with dignified auras and shining fairy lights flew down, there were no more people from Mo Chu on the island.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to escape."
"Pass on my order to dispatch the army and besiege the Lingxiao Palace."
"If the small Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm hadn't taken a fancy to its weapon refining heritage, our Divine Source Heavenly Palace would have destroyed it long ago."
With an order, countless military armors marched forward, causing thousands of feet of waves.
For a moment, the immortal light and energy and blood collided between heaven and earth, and turmoil surged.
The silhouettes at the front were able to escape at extremely fast speeds, covering hundreds of miles in one breath.
Although the flying boat in front was also fast, it was still caught up after half a day.
"Senior, disciples go to stop the enemy." The disciple of Lingxiao Tiangong who was driving the flying boat turned his head and looked behind him, with a look of determination on his face.
He knew Han Muye's identity.
In this situation, of course, we have to take action.
Zhao Minghe and others also stood up.
Han Muye's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Princess Mo Yue beside him and shook his head: "No need."
"Xu Jue and Luo Kun will handle it."
Xu Jue?
Luo Kun?
Those are Master Xu Jue and Master Luo Kun!
These two are the strongest people in the Hulingxu world and the kings of the entire Hulingxu world!
Who dares to call him by his first name?
Everyone on the flying boat was stunned and subconsciously looked at the Lingxiao Tiangong disciple who was controlling the flying boat.
Don't you feel angry about this?
Seeing the expression of this Lingxiao Tiangong disciple named Qin Zhaolin, everyone's expressions were even more stunned.
At this time, Qin Zhaolin not only did not fall out, but also looked relieved and took it for granted.
"boom--"
In the distance, a roar and cracking sound resounded.
A thousand-foot-tall golden-armored warrior flew down, punched out, and the water curtain between heaven and earth rose into the sky.
"The mountain-protecting general of Lingxiao Palace!"
There were exclamations on the flying boat.
As the god general appeared, one figure after another flew down.
The auras of countless cultivators from the Lingxiao Palace were extremely solemn, and they harnessed the fairy light to surround the flying boat.
Everyone who comes here is not inferior to Qin Zhaolin in cultivation.
"kill."
Above the sky, there was a long shout.
A golden ten-thousand-foot-long sword was slashed down directly, causing water waves to surge into the sky in a land thousands of miles away.
With this slash of the sword, the entire East China Sea shook, and the wind and clouds surged for millions of miles.
The pursuing golden armor army formation collapsed directly under this sword.
The faces of those who were in the Immortal Realm, even the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the powerful Half-Step Golden Immortal in front showed a look of fear.
They used all their strength to block a golden barrier in front of them.
Unfortunately, this barrier could only withstand one ten thousandth of the sword light, and it immediately shattered and turned into powder.
The bodies of those strong men also turned into nothingness under this sword.
The souls were scattered in all directions.
"boom--"
The sky shines brightly and the thunder strikes.
The soul power of countless powerful people returned to the heaven and the earth, causing the heaven and the earth to feed back, and the spiritual energy was like a tide.
The figure with the sword flashed in mid-air and landed on the flying boat.
The practitioners on the flying boat all stared wide-eyed and trembled.
"Master Luo Kun..."
"It's the Emperor of Heaven!"
There is only one person in the entire Tiger Spirit World who can achieve such a sword that can shatter the heaven and the earth, and that is the Lord of Xuan Qin, Emperor Luo Kun.
But at this time, Luo Kun had a solemn expression on his face, looked at Han Muye, and stepped forward step by step.
Half a foot in front of Han Muye, Luo Kun, wearing half armor and holding a long sword, slowly knelt down on one knee.
On the other side, a businessman wearing a green robe came down, with an excited expression on his face.
"Disciple Luo Kun, pay homage to Master Han."
"Master."
Lord Luo Kun.
Master Xu Jue.
These two top experts in the Hulingxu world actually knelt down and called them Master.
Who is their master?
"Heavenly Sword..."
Zhao Minghe turned his head and murmured.
Lord Tianjian.
The Patriarch of Jianchi, the Venerable Tianjian.
There was silence on the flying boat.
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand and said, "You have done well over the years."
well done.
When these words were spoken, both Xu Jue and Luo Kun had uncontrollable joy on their faces.
This sentence is the greatest affirmation for them.
All the hard work over the years has been worth it!
"boom--"
In the distance, a monstrous warship was speeding towards.
The battleship is ten thousand feet long, with golden divine light shining from it.
Still thousands of miles away, divine light gathered on the battleship and condensed into a golden beam of light.
Luo Kun and Xu Jue stood up with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Master, this is the Futian battleship of the Linglong Realm. It is a powerful weapon that can bring out the combat power of the Immortal Lord."
"This kind of treasure shouldn't appear here."
Xu Jue stretched out his hand and made a move, and a golden-armored warrior stood in front of the flying boat.
"Brother Luo, take Master and the others away first."
Even with the strength of Xu Jue and Luo Kun, they must be careful when facing this battleship.
Luo Kun nodded and turned to look at Han Muye.
"Walk?"
Han Muye narrowed his eyes, with a deep divine light in his eyes: "I am interested in the battleship of Shenyuan Tiangong."
He raised his hand and waved, and a war puppet flew down.
The prehistoric war puppet.
