Ever since Han Muye triggered the prehistoric world to condense the sea of thunder, natural disasters have reappeared in the prehistoric world.
If those mythical beasts want to improve their cultivation level, they must attract thunder from the sky.
Especially if you want to step into the level of the divine beast overlord, you have to bathe in the sea of thunder.
Other divine beasts may not need to trigger thunder tribulation, but wood divine beasts need thunder to transform them.
In the past, there was no thunder calamity in the prehistoric times, so these divine beasts of the wood attribute could not have the power to move.
They can remain invincible, but they have no way to extend their power and deterrence beyond their control.
Just like the wood-attributed divine beast on Buzhou Peak, at the prehistoric overlord level, it can only control Buzhou Peak and cannot leave Butai Mountain.
"boom--"
The lightning from heaven and earth descended, and countless lightning locked the body of the tree.
The branches trembled, and the leaves surged and flew.
A green figure appeared where the big tree was.
This is a woman, wearing a green dress, with long hair disheveled, and a somewhat pale complexion.
Even the level of the divine beast overlord will suffer huge losses in the thunder tribulation.
After surviving the thunderstorm and transforming into a human being, the woman twisted her body unaccustomedly.
"boom--"
A mountain stone was smashed into pieces when the woman lifted it casually.
Strength control is not yet proficient.
Han Muye turned to look at Zhu Rong and smiled softly.
Zhu Rong held a spear, shouted loudly, and flew towards the woman in the green skirt.
Zhu Rong's body was filled with energy, blood and flames.
The woman's face tightened and she retreated back.
Two figures chased and fled on Buzhou Peak, causing the surrounding sky and earth to tremble.
Han Muye stood where he was, slowly raising his head and looking into the distance.
"boom--"
A shadow shattered the barrier between heaven and earth and rushed towards Bu Zhoufeng.
The golden-red figure carried a sharp roar.
Han Muye moved and blocked the figure.
He raised his hand, a long sword was in his palm, and the sword tip was lightly touched.
"when--"
The colliding figure stepped back, revealing its figure.
A golden-red flying bird, only half a foot tall, with its wings spread out, revealing a faint flame.
"The Overlord of the Ancient World, Chongyun Tianque." Han Muye's eyes shone brightly, "According to legend, speed and flames are combined. No divine beast in the world can catch up."
The Qingfeng sword in his hand pointed diagonally, with a smile on his face: "You want to save that Qingtianmu? See if you can pass my test."
The Qingtian tree is a spiritual tree in the ancient world. It is a divine beast of the wood attribute formed by gathering the essence of heaven and earth. It is also the tree on Buzhou Peak.
The Chongyun Sky Magpie eats all the leaves from the sky, which is considered to be its feeding and growth.
"boom--"
Behind Han Muye, Qingtianmu, who had just survived the thunderstorm, was chased and beaten by Zhu Rong, rolling between the mountains.
After surviving the thunder tribulation and transforming into a human form, Qingtianmu was still unable to control his own power skillfully.
If Zhu Rong takes action now, it can be considered a win without force.
However, Zhu Rong has not yet reached the overlord level. If he waits for Qing Tianmu to control his own power, he may not be his opponent.
"call out--"
Chongyun Tianque roared in anger and turned into a shadow again.
Only the shadow appeared, and there was already a sword light to resist it.
"when--"
The long beak collided with the sword edge, and Chongyun Tianque's figure appeared again.
At this time, this divine beast at the prehistoric overlord level was already furious. It moved and transformed into a human figure wearing a red robe and a golden face.
With a blue-gray long sword in his hand, the golden-masked man transformed into a red whirlwind and rushed directly towards Han Muye.
On the long sword, the edge of the sword surged, causing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth to turn into wind.
Speed and flames condensed into a fire dragon wind scroll.
With a smile on his face, Han Muye stood there with one hand behind his back and the sword in his hand slowly raised.
In the ancient world, was there anyone who could compete with him in sword competition?
The sword edge twisted slightly.
"Bang——"
The fire dragon wind scroll collapsed directly.
This sword stunned the golden-masked man who rushed in front of him.
Han Muye flicked the sword in his hand, and a trace of cyan light flashed on the sword's edge.
The golden-masked man's sword collided with Han Muye's sword. The sword edge trembled and could only follow Han Muye's long sword.
"Stab-"
The sword in the golden-masked man's hand flew out, and the golden mask covering his face was cut open by Han Muye's sword.
She has a fair face and big eyes showing fear, and she looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
No wonder he is so impatient.
"boom--"
Behind Han Muye, half of Bu Zhoufeng was trembling.
It was Zhu Rong's energy, blood, and fire power that inspired him to suppress the wood attribute of Qingtian Wood, and he used all his strength to trigger the collapse of the rocks.
The girl standing in front of Han Muye gritted her teeth: "If my Aunt Qing is harmed, my Chongyun clan will definitely be at odds with your human clan!"
After the words fell, his figure moved, transformed into a flying bird again, and rushed towards Bu Zhoufeng.
Han Muye shook his head and raised his palm.
On his arm, Kunpeng's summoning divine pattern vibrated slightly, and a golden divine pattern appeared.
The moment this divine mark appeared, Chongyun Tianque's figure was imprisoned in place.
"Buzz——"
Chongyun Tianque, who was originally half a foot tall, turned the void around him into an illusion, and then his body expanded.
The body of a huge black and red bird, one hundred feet high with wings spread three hundred feet, was revealed.
This is the true form of Chongyun Tianque.
"boom--"
Staring at Han Muye, the giant bird flapped its wings heavily.
With this blow, the world and the world within a hundred miles instantly turned into fiery red.
The power of the fire veins gathered together and condensed into a hammer of flames, which hit Han Muye head-on.
This is the true power of the ancient overlord.
Even if the prehistoric world at this time is terrifyingly stable, this blow can still arouse the power of the world and make the void shake.
If it were in another universe, just one blow from spreading its wings would cause the entire universe to collapse!
Han Muye looked up at the golden hammer above his head.
This is the aggregation of the origin of flame and the power of wind. If there is not enough origin power to resist, and the body is pressed down by this giant hammer, the body will instantly collapse.
Fortunately, he is no stranger to the origin of flames.
Raising his hand, a golden flame appeared on his palm.
The golden flame turned directly into a ring of fire that surrounded the body, blocking the giant hammer above his head.
"Buzz——"
The giant hammer vibrated and pressed down ten feet away from Han Muye's head. Even if it activated the source of the surrounding world, it could not move forward even an inch.
The giant bird with its wings spread roared wildly, trying to gather more power.
Han Muye slowly opened his palms.
"Buzz——"
A large purple-gold cauldron appeared.
The Ziyang Cauldron has not been used for a long time.
When the Ziyang Cauldron appeared, Chongyun Tianque trembled all over, and the flames it controlled directly lost control.
"boom--"
The giant hammer collapsed and turned into a ball of golden flame, which was sucked into the Ziyang Cauldron.
A new ball of divine flame entered the Ziyang Cauldron.
Chongyun Tianque trembled all over and spread his wings to escape, but the golden halo on the Ziyang Cauldron turned into a snare and wrapped his body.
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.
"I can refine you directly into the cauldron and turn you into the material of the divine flame." Han Muye clasped his hands behind his back and focused his gaze on the Chongyun Tianque.
Chongyun Tianque struggled, but the snare became tighter and tighter.
A prehistoric overlord was just held by the lock, unable to free himself.
This is the means of the Seven Treasures.
This is also Han Muye's current level of combat power. An ordinary prehistoric overlord is simply not enough in front of him.
"boom--"
Behind him, half of Buzhou Peak suddenly collapsed.
Qingtianmu, who was wearing an emerald green dress, was messy and flew down in front of Han Muye.
"I, I am willing to surrender, you let Xiaoyun go."
Looking at Han Muye, Qingtianmu spoke in a low voice.
A prehistoric overlord surrendered.
Han Muye did not answer, but turned to look at Zhu Rong, who was covered in flames.
With a strong fighting spirit on his face, Zhu Rong looked at Qingtianmu and grinned: "It doesn't matter whether you surrender or not. I will make you surrender one day."
Han Muye shook his head. It seemed that challenging an overlord like Qing Tianmu inspired Zhu Rong's fighting spirit.
However, if Zhu Rong does not have the support of the army's battle formation, he still has to go a long way if he wants to defeat the overlord.
Han Muye slowly put away the flame snare, and Chongyun Tianque transformed into a human form and stood beside Qingtianmu.
"Aunt Qing, are you okay? Come with me and I will take you back to the clan."
Holding Qingtianmu's arm, Chongyun Tianque spoke in a low voice.
Qingtianmu shook his head and looked around.
"This is my home. I will never leave Mount Butai."
"As long as the human race promises not to harm the mythical beasts in Mount Butai, I can help you control the creatures here."
Qingtianmu cast his gaze on Han Muye.
This is a good proposition.
Han Muye knew that Qingtian Mu Nai became the overlord in Mount Butai. This was her foundation. If she left, her strength would be greatly reduced.
So he doesn't want to leave.
"Okay, Mount Butai can be left under your control, but we humans need to open a road in Mount Butai leading to the hinterland of the wilderness."
Han Muye looked forward and spoke loudly.
As long as Mount Butai is opened, the human race in the wasteland can truly become one of the most powerful ethnic groups in the wilderness.
Qingtianmu looked around with a complicated expression and nodded.
The Mount Butai after today is no longer the Mount Butai controlled by the divine beasts in the past.
From now on, the real master of Mount Butai will be the human race.
Who dares to believe that the weakest human race in the prehistoric era can actually become the master of Mount Butai.
Looking up at Han Muye in front of him, a trace of fear flashed in Chongyun Tianque's eyes.
The strength shown by this person is too strong, and he has no real power at all to deal with himself.
"Honghuang has really changed..."
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To pacify Butai Mountain is the first step for the human race in the wilderness.
When Zhu Rong and Han Muye returned with an army of 100,000 people and announced that Mount Butai had surrendered, countless cheers rang out.
Zhu Rong glanced at the cheering crowd around him and looked at Han Muye: "Master Han, what should we do next?"
His words made the powerful men from the surrounding Liaoyuan tribe turn their heads.
If the wasteland is unified and Mount Butai surrenders, will we have to walk out of the wasteland?
Outside the wasteland, it is said that it is the real essence of the wilderness.
It is said that outside the wasteland, there are not only groups of mythical beasts, but also human races who surrender to the beasts. They have built cities one after another.
The Liaoyuan tribe also has a small number of caravans that pass through the wasteland and Mount Butai to trade in the hinterland of the wilderness.
When they came back, they all said that the prosperity outside the wasteland was not comparable to that of the wasteland.
Even though the refining items they brought back were rougher than those in the wasteland, and the divine patterns were no different from those in the wasteland, the quality and level of the spiritual materials were indeed not comparable to those in the wasteland.
It is said that the spiritual mines that need to be fought for in the wasteland and are not willing to be used can be found everywhere outside the wasteland.
The various refining materials and weapons brought out of the wasteland, the ethnic groups there just randomly found some spiritual materials and traded them there.
Those spiritual materials are valuable in the wasteland.
This is a gap in resources.
As long as they pass through Butai Mountain, the army in the wasteland can appear in the hinterland of the wilderness to occupy those places full of spiritual materials and minerals.
Everyone looked at Han Muye with anticipation in their eyes.
Han Muye shook his head.
"We're not strong enough."
He knew that the Liaoyuan tribe wanted to break out of the wasteland, but outside the wasteland was the place controlled by the mythical beast tribe.
The last time at Wuliang Mountain, it was the millions of divine beast souls contained in the God-killing Spear that allowed the tribe of divine beasts to be driven back.
Now, once the Liaoyuan tribe army steps out of Mount Butai, there will definitely be countless groups of mythical beasts, as well as human armies from all sides waiting.
"Build the city." Han Muye looked around and focused on Butai Mountain. "Create a highway. The stones on Butai Mountain can be used to build the city."
"The wasteland needs a real human city."
It is no longer appropriate for the human race in the wilderness to live in tribes.
The weapon refining methods, elixir refining methods, and various methods of improving cultivation that Han Muye controlled can be shared.
Also, the origins of the millions of divine beasts are scattered into the world, and the soul marks are reincarnated. Most of them will become human beings in the wasteland.
Give these reincarnated souls some time so that they can retrieve their past memories.
In this way, more powerful people will appear in the prehistoric human race.
That was the time when the wilderness humans came out of Mount Butai.
"Built the city?"
Zhu Rong turned around and looked around, nodded and said: "It's time to build a city that belongs to us."
…
Liaoyuan City.
This is the name of the first city in the wasteland.
Thirty million strong humans were recruited to train battle formations and build cities.
They need to dispatch war cavalry, rush into Butai Mountain for a charge, and then mine out huge stones and bring them back thousands of miles away.
A hundred-foot-wide avenue runs back and forth.
The city wall made of huge rocks is ten feet high.
There is a huge city wall with a radius of three hundred miles, and the city is filled with square blocks.
There are no ordinary tribesmen in the neighborhood.
Only divine pattern masters, priests, and those with strong battle formations are qualified to live in Liaoyuan City.
Every stone in the city has divine patterns carved on it.
Some of these divine patterns were carved by the divine pattern masters and priests and belonged to their own understanding. Others were taught by Han Muye and were differentiated from the great avenues of heaven and earth.
These divine patterns of heaven and earth can make the city more stable. It can almost be said that even the divine beasts at the prehistoric overlord level cannot destroy the city.
This city took twenty years to build.
In the past twenty years, thousands of small cities have been built in the wasteland.
In the twenty years in the wilderness, the human race multiplied and multiplied, tamed the monsters, and the population grew to more than three hundred million.
Among them, at least 50,000 humans who have been reincarnated by divine beasts have recovered their memories, started practicing again, and almost have the power of the original divine beast level.
It's just that this kind of power is completely insufficient in front of today's battle formation.
It's just a mythical beast, can it withstand a thousand-man battle formation?
Not even the higher-level mythical beasts can.
Wearing armor and holding soldiers, they formed a battle formation and were invincible.
This is the Heavenly Arms of Fire.
(End of chapter)
