The prairie fire heavenly soldiers are tyrannical soldiers who wear battle armor, hold battle soldiers, and form battle formations with the power of Qi and blood. Thousands of them can sweep across thousands of miles with one force.
The armor on these soldiers can withstand the power of the mythical beasts, and the soldiers in their hands can even hurt the mythical beasts.
An individual soldier may not be the enemy of a mythical beast, but as long as a battle formation is formed, even the mythical beast will have to run away.
There are a thousand such formations of heavenly soldiers in Liaoyuan City.
Over the past twenty years, Han Muye had gathered all the divine pattern masters in the entire wasteland to refine armor and weapons, and finally had such an army.
Millions of heavenly soldiers are Liaoyuan City's strongest support.
In addition to these millions of heavenly soldiers, there are more than 80 million prairie fire legions.
There are millions of people in a legion, including powerful mythical beasts and monster beasts.
Three billion human beings, fully supporting eighty million legions, sit in the entire wasteland.
Of course, the resources in the wasteland alone are not enough to support them.
As early as ten years ago, the mountain road through Mount Butai was opened.
The 100-foot-wide avenue stretches for 100,000 miles and crosses dozens of mountains.
When the road led to the outside of the wasteland and everyone faced the prosperous hinterland of the wilderness, they all became excited.
But in the next moment, they need to face the siege of the beasts and humans outside the wasteland.
Zhu Rong had to take charge personally, killing ten mythical beasts by himself at the end of the road, and paving the way with the blood of the mythical beasts.
In that battle, the world was shattered and the earth was shattered. The army in the wasteland gathered together and almost killed everyone in a radius of 30,000 miles outside the Butai Mountain, causing rivers of blood.
In the end, dozens of high-ranking divine beasts appeared, and an army of millions of people approached.
However, relying on Butai Mountain, the overlord-level Tiancangmu was intimidated, and the allied forces of the mythical beasts and humans did not dare to rush into Butai Mountain.
In the end, the two sides made peace and signed a contract, and the wasteland army was not allowed to move within a radius of 100,000 miles.
One hundred thousand miles was enough for the wilderness human race at that time.
A steady stream of refining items was sent out in the wasteland, and trading places were opened throughout this land of a hundred thousand miles.
Light utensils, practical refining items, various swords, armors, more daily necessities, and even various objects with divine seals engraved on them.
There is a divine pattern, a fire knife that can be ignited at any time.
There is a half-divine water sword that can attract clear springs when water is needed.
The two-foot wooden clogs are engraved with the divine pattern of water and clouds, allowing people to cross rivers.
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Various items in the wasteland that have changed the daily life of the prehistoric human race and even other ethnic groups are dumped in bulk.
No group can resist the temptation of these light and simple.
The most important thing is that you only need to take out some not-so-precious ore spiritual materials to exchange them.
In ten years, not only the wasteland, but almost the entire wilderness, all human races and mythical beast races have changed.
For example, in the past, wearing animal skins and animal tusks symbolized bravery. Now, only the toughest weapons and strongest armor are symbols of the strong.
In the past, food, clothing, housing and transportation were in the most primitive state. Nowadays, we have gorgeous clothes, delicious food, and we no longer live in stone houses, but in palaces and big houses.
As for the profession, in addition to various transportation tools for carving divine patterns, it is more about taming monsters.
The monsters tamed in the wasteland are then sold to the hinterland of the wilderness. There are also monsters tamed in the wasteland. They form a huge business group and rent and sell them everywhere.
In just ten years, the 100,000-mile boundary originally drawn between the wilderness and the hinterland has disappeared.
But no one really pursues this.
From the perspective of the mythical beasts and humans outside the wasteland, this is the assimilation of the humans in the wasteland.
As for Liaoyuan City in the wasteland, it converts huge amounts of resources into its own power every day, and there is no time to think about it.
The ores, spiritual materials, food, and various materials transported from outside the wasteland will be woven into high-quality cloth, forged into refined spiritual materials, processed into various foods, and then distributed to various cities.
The human races in those cities and surrounding areas began to refine armors and soldiers, cut and sew clothes, and then transport the finished products to Liaoyuan City.
A wasteland turned into a huge machine, running non-stop.
Ten years have changed the entire world.
Of course, it is not just the human race that has changed in the past ten years, but also the mythical beast race.
Twenty years ago, Han Muye reunited with the Thunder Sea so that the ancient beasts could attract thunder disasters.
Afterwards, the souls of millions of divine beasts in the God-killing Spear returned and returned to their origins in heaven and earth.
Since then, the origin of the ancient world has become so strong and complete that it is unimaginable.
In the past twenty years, countless mythical beasts have triggered the thunder in the thunder sea and survived one thunder disaster after another.
Every tribulation is, for the mythical beasts and monsters, the condensation and purity of their origins, and the promotion of their strength. For the prehistoric world, it is the collection of origins.
In the process of purifying the origins of those mythical beasts, a lot of them will be absorbed by the world.
Besides, there are risks in overcoming the tribulation.
Those mythical beasts whose bodies were shattered by the thunder tribulation naturally fed back to the world.
In general, today's prehistoric times have undergone great changes.
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Liaoyuan City.
In a huge palace-like building, people were coming and going in the empty hall.
Each of these people is a divine pattern master. They are all proficient in various divine patterns and seal carvings and can make various weapons and armors.
This is almost the core of Liaoyuan City.
Countless armored soldiers are refined from here every day.
At this time, in the quiet room where Han Muye lived in the deepest part of the hall, Zhu Rong was sitting across from him, and two figures were sitting below.
The two figures, one is a girl-like Chongyun Tianque, and the other is an old man with a white beard, wearing a gray robe with his hair covered.
"Master Han, the Chongyun Tianque clan, and the Jiuli human clan priests are here for the Tianyuan Holy Assembly in the hinterland of the ancient world."
Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye with a trace of solemnity on his face.
"Is it the Tianyuan Holy Association that will have an overlord in a million years?" Han Muye nodded and glanced at the two people below.
"So, the Chongyun Tianque clan wants to create another overlord this time?"
Chongyun Tianque is not very powerful among the bird clan, but there are two overlords in the clan who are powerful in the world.
If there can be another overlord this time, it will be a truly prosperous time for the Chongyun Tianque clan.
But with the strength of their clan, the chance of becoming a hegemon in the Holy Guild is very slim.
This is also the reason why Chongyun Tianque arrived.
"Master Han, just call me Yun Ling." At this time, the overlord of the Chongyun Tianque clan, the little girl who had fought with Han Muye in Mount Butai, looked extremely respectful.
This is the respect that comes with strength.
Whether it is Han Muye, Zhu Rong, or the entire wilderness human race, they now have a strength that a group of mythical beasts dare not despise.
"We, the Chongyun Tianque clan, are willing to form an alliance with Liaoyuan City." Yun Ling looked at Zhu Rong, and then looked at Han Muye.
"We hope that Liaoyuan City can participate in the Holy Meeting."
After hearing Yun Ling's words, Zhu Rong's eyes shone brightly.
Tianyuan Holy Meeting, obtain the origin of heaven and earth, and step into the overlord level. This is the ultimate holy meeting that only occurs once in a million years in the prehistoric times.
The wasteland human race has never had such an opportunity.
If he could lead the prehistoric people to participate in such a holy meeting, it would be an incomparable honor for Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong turned to look at Han Muye.
Han Muye's expression didn't change much, he just turned to look at the old man in Jiuli City.
"I wonder what the reason for the arrival of the envoy from Jiuli City is this holy meeting?"
Hearing Han Muye's question, the white-bearded old man nodded, with a smile on his face, and held a pale golden scroll in his hands and sent it to Han Muye.
Han Muye took the scroll, a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.
Something from Shenyuan Tiangong.
This is a recruitment document for attacking the wilderness, written with divine lines.
As long as you are willing to participate in the attack on the Great Wilderness Realm, follow the instructions in this recruitment book, go to the gathering place, and then become a member of the attack on the Great Wasteland.
After signing the contract and setting foot in the wilderness, you can use the source transformation method to leave the Ruin Realm and practice in the God Realm.
"This is the recruitment letter from Shenyuan Heavenly Palace. Countless divine beasts have gone to the wilderness in the wild. They have personally tested it and it is not fake."
"This time, Shenyuan Heavenly Palace will use the Holy Gathering held once in a million years to gather tens of millions of ancient troops to enter the Great Wilderness Realm."
The old man from Jiuli City looked at Han Muye with a solemn expression.
"Mr. Han, you should be the person mentioned in the Shenyuan Tiangong's transmission, who is specifically against them, right?"
The old man had a smile on his face.
Han Muye turned his eyes to the old man, his soul power flashed, and then he nodded.
The person in front of me turned out to be a cultivator from outside the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.
Those who can enter the Primordial Ruins Realm are at least in the Immortal Realm. After entering it, their strength is suppressed and their lives are miserable.
Many of the human cities in the hinterland of the prehistoric era had people from outside the prehistoric ruins participating in their construction.
It's just that in a place where mythical beasts are rampant, the strength of these human races is still weak.
Even the old man in the Immortal Realm in front of him could barely fight with a low-level divine beast in the wild world.
Especially now that the power of heaven and earth is more stable and the suppression is stronger.
"With the help of Mr. Meng Han and Liaoyuan City, some of my friends and I have improved a lot in strength now."
The old man seemed to understand Han Muye's thoughts, and took out a long knife with a smile on his face.
This is the main weapon of Liaoyuan City, and it is the best-selling weapon in the prehistoric times, with tens of thousands of weapons sold almost every day.
However, what the old man was holding was no ordinary long knife. The divine patterns on this handle were carved by Han Muye himself.
This sword is the top real weapon outside of prehistoric times, and it is the top divine weapon with a stable origin.
Only when the divine pattern is combined with a weapon with a stable origin can such a long sword appear.
"The poor Taoist Zhuolang achieved the position of Immortal Lord before nineteen calamities. Later, because he offended a certain powerful man on the battlefield of Zhoutian, he had to flee to the ancient ruins world."
"Over the past countless years, most of the cultivators who came from the Great Desolate Ruins Realm came here because they could not survive on the Zhoutian battlefield or in the God Realm."
Immortal Zhuo Lang had a trace of emotion on his face.
Although the prehistoric period is good, it is difficult to leave after coming here. Coupled with the suppression of the original power, without the ability to call the wind and rain, it is indeed difficult for the Immortal Realm.
Han Muye reached out and took the long knife from Zhuolang Immortal Lord's hand, waved it gently, and a faint spiritual light quietly covered it.
"This sword is indeed made by my own hands. In the hands of the immortal master, it can fight against divine beasts."
"It seems that you are allies of Kunpeng and the others." Han Muye handed the long knife back and looked at Immortal Zhuo Lang.
His words made Immortal Zhuolang's face freeze, and then he smiled bitterly.
"How do we qualify to be Kunpeng's allies?"
Having said this, he looked at Han Muye, his eyes shining brightly.
"I am curious, what is the origin of my fellow Taoist? Even Kunpeng is your ally."
"Also, Pindao has never seen those methods to change the prehistoric times."
Never seen it, it's normal.
After attaining enlightenment nineteen calamities ago, and then entering the prehistoric world, naturally he would not have seen these methods of refining weapons and elixirs.
"If the Immortal Lord comes out of the Ruins Realm, he may be able to know my name, Han Muye." Han Muye looked calm on his face.
"That's why Shenyuan Tiangong doesn't dare to face me directly."
Shenyuan Tiangong dare not face it directly!
These words shocked Immortal Zhuo Lang all over.
Instead of being chased and forced by Shenyuan Tiangong, Shenyuan Tiangong was directly afraid to face it!
Is there really such a person outside the Ruins Realm?
"Is the Immortal Lord here just to find out my details?" Han Muye said calmly with his hands behind his back.
Things outside the prehistoric times have nothing to do with the prehistoric times.
In the prehistoric times, we only talk about prehistoric things.
"Of course it's not for this." Zhuolang Immortal Lord shook his head, took back the long knife that Han Muye handed over, "We are here to help form an alliance with Liaoyuan City."
Alliance?
Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye.
Jiuli City is a large city in the wilderness, with at least 300 million people.
If such a group can form an alliance with the Wasteland, it will be the first step for the Wasteland people to penetrate into the hinterland of the wilderness.
"What do we have to pay?" Han Muye didn't seem to care about the alliance, and his expression was a little cold.
Zhuolang Immortal Lord seemed to have expected it, and nodded: "It's very simple. We want Liaoyuan City to help Jiuli City get a chance to become the prehistoric hegemon during the Holy Meeting."
In the past, the Tianyuan Holy Association could only achieve at most seven or eight overlords at a time, and each one had a powerful ethnic group behind him.
The human race had never achieved the position of overlord during the Tianyuan Holy Meeting.
After Immortal Zhuo Lang finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye.
There was a trace of enthusiasm on Zhu Rong's face.
"Master Han..."
Han Muye waved his hand and turned to look forward: "We, the Wasteland Human Race, will participate in the Holy Gathering this time. During the Holy Gathering, we will also do our best to help the Human Race and the Chongyun Tianque Clan."
"But you also know that we have many allies in Liaoyuan City. Who among them will become the overlord in the end depends on your efforts."
There are more allies.
Han Muye's words made Immortal Zhuo Lang stunned for a moment, with disappointment flashing across his face.
Chongyun Tianque nodded calmly.
She knew that Han Muye controlled the power, and almost all the birds and beasts in the ancient world were allies of Liaoyuan City.
"Okay, as long as Liaoyuan City participates in the Holy Meeting, we, Jiuli City, will form an alliance." Immortal Zhuo Lang left such a promise when he left.
After sending the two people away, Zhu Rong returned to Han Muye.
"Master Han, this is a good opportunity for the human race to rise." Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.
As long as the human race can have one or two strong overlords, its status in the ancient world will suddenly be different.
Zhu Rong was born in the ancient times and could clearly see the rules in the ancient times.
Strength is respected.
The ethnic group with the overlord is the strongest in the world, and no one dares to disrespect it.
"Do you think Jiuli City really wants to form an alliance with Liaoyuan City?" Han Muye shook his head.
He had just seen some pictures from the long knife.
"They are our enemies..."
