The humans in Jiuli City are the enemy.
Han Muye's words stunned Zhu Rong.
He has never regarded humans as his enemies.
He subconsciously regarded all humans as allies of Liaoyuan City.
Looking at his expression, Han Muye shook his head slightly.
He had suspected Zhuo Hexianzun's intention before, so he deliberately reached out to explore the memory in the long knife in his hand.
really.
The human race in Jiuli City is controlled by Shenyuan Tiangong.
They want to use this holy meeting to surround and kill the wilderness humans.
Even the Chongyun Tianque clan was plotted.
This time, at least ten overlords and powerful men stood together in the Shenyuan Heavenly Palace and wanted to leave through the Great Wild Ruins Realm.
The departure of so many strong men must have weakened the power of the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.
Such behavior also caused the heaven and earth to wrath.
Zhuo Hexianzun didn't know yet that when he arrived at Liaoyuan City, Heaven and Earth had already given Han Muye a warning.
How could he have imagined that there were still people in the world who could have such a close relationship with heaven and earth.
"Master Han, if they are really our enemies, what should we do? Do we want to participate in this holy meeting?"
Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.
There is blood and energy condensing on his body.
As he controls the power of the fire veins and improves the origin of the fire veins, Zhu Rong's character becomes more and more fiery.
This is a bad thing and a good thing.
If he can't control his temper like this, of course he will make some uncontrollable decisions.
But conversely, such a personality also fits the power of fire veins, making his cultivation more pure and his strength improving rapidly.
With Han Muye taking action and covering it up with secret techniques, no one knew that Zhu Rong was now a powerful man at the overlord level.
Among the prehistoric human race, besides Han Muye, he was the first overlord and strong man.
This is also his true confidence.
"Zhu Rong, the ancient world needs the human race to take the lead. Those mythical beasts that are not united will become a thing of the past."
Han Muye turned his head and looked at Zhu Rong in front of him.
"I will one day leave the wilderness, Liaoyuan City, and the wasteland. All human races need to truly gather their strength."
Reaching out and patting Zhu Rong's shoulder, Han Muye smiled: "This time, you need to lead the wasteland human race to the top."
"All enemies standing in front of us must be crushed."
Zhu Rong nodded, with a determined look on his face.
As his cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, he also understands more and more about the things in this ancient world.
Just like Han Muye said, he will leave eventually.
"Master Han, then you——"
Han Muye waved his hands and looked towards the sky in the distance.
"You have your enemies, and I have mine."
"Prehistoric, that's what makes it truly wonderful."
…
Three months later, 80,000,000 troops from the Wasteland and Liaoyuan City crossed Mount Bu Tai.
This action shook the entire prehistoric world.
Countless groups of mythical beasts, as well as humans in the hinterland of the ancient world, are paying attention to this matter.
However, after the 80 million troops left Mount Butai, 70 million of them stayed within a radius of 100,000 miles outside Mount Butai.
Zhu Rong led an army of 10 million and embarked on a journey to conquer the ancient human race.
Zhu Rong's reason is that in preparation for the upcoming Tianyuan Holy Meeting, he must first weigh the strength of the human race. If there is a force and strong man who can defeat him and defeat the tens of millions of troops in Liaoyuan City, Liaoyuan City and himself will surrender. .
Not only the human race, but also the mythical beast race can participate in this gambling battle if they are interested.
Originally, the humans in the wasteland were prohibited from traveling within a radius of 100,000 miles.
But this time Zhu Rong took the name of Tianyuan Holy Society to communicate and challenge in advance, and many forces hesitated slightly.
At this moment of hesitation, tens of millions of troops had already stepped out of the restricted area.
White Mirror City.
About one million miles away from Mount Bu Tai, it is famous for its production of the spiritual material White Mirror Stone.
White mirror stone is a high-quality spiritual material for refining armor. Over the years, it has been traded to Liaoyuan City for at least one million catties.
Because of these transactions, Baijing City became rich, and the lives of its 80 million people were turned upside down.
When Zhu Rong led his army and attacked thousands of miles away from Baijing City, the people in Baijing City were stunned.
Those elders and people in charge of Baijing City were also stupid.
How can we resist an army of tens of millions?
Even if Baijing City collects all the troops, it will not be able to organize five million soldiers.
The most important thing is that they have a good relationship between Baijing City and Wasteland Liaoyuan City, with a large volume of transactions. They had known that Liaoyuan City's battle formation was strong.
In the meeting hall of Baijing City, dozens of humans of different shapes and sizes were sitting.
These people are either divine pattern masters or priests.
There were several human figures transformed into divine beasts sitting beside them, motionless.
"Elder Hu Ji, you are the one in charge of our army in Baijing City. What do you think our Baijing City's chances of winning are?"
Above, an old man with a white beard looked aside and asked.
"Yes, relying on the city, as long as we can have a five-point chance of winning and persist until other cities rescue, Liaoyuan City will collapse by then. Once they collapse, we will take advantage of the situation to cover up and roll back to Bu Taishan. Ahem, of course there are still seven thousand people in Bu Taishan. The army of ten thousand wastelands..."
The speaker had just reached an exciting point, but when he thought that this was impossible, he felt a little discouraged.
After killing these ten million, there are still seventy million left.
In the lobby, everyone's eyes slowly turned to the big man wearing a black half-length armor.
The big man looked calm and slowly stretched out a finger.
This one finger silenced everyone.
"Hey, do you really have only a 10% chance of winning?" The old man sitting upright looked complicated and shook his head.
"Yes, there is only a 10% chance of winning. Even if we gather people from all sides, I'm afraid it can only increase the chance of winning by 10% to 20%. It's really not good..."
"It's not a 10% chance of winning, it's not a 10% chance of winning." The voice of a big man in black armor sounded.
There was a sudden silence in the lobby.
Not even a 10% chance of winning?
Is Liaoyuan City too strong, or is White Mirror City too weak?
Baijing City relies on the city, and no one of the surrounding forces can definitely defeat it.
What's more, today's Baijing City is not the former Baijing City.
Now there are not only dozens of divine beasts attached to the city, but also hundreds of thousands of organized troops, and many soldiers have battle armor.
"Elder Hu Ji, are you being a bit alarmist? Do you really have no chance of winning?" Not far away, an old man in black robes spoke.
The robes he wore were luxurious, obviously produced in the wasteland.
After hearing his words, Hu Ji turned his head, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Alarmist?"
"Do you know that everyone in the tens of millions of troops in Liaoyuan City wears armor?"
Everyone wears armor!
Everyone wears heavy armor like Hu Ji's, which makes them invulnerable and difficult to hurt by mythical beasts.
"In this army of tens of millions, everyone has a war horse, forming a battle formation, and the mythical beasts are like hares in front of them."
"Not to mention Bai Jing City, even ten Bai Jing City can't resist it."
Elder Hu Ji showed disdain on his face and turned to look at the younger humans standing aside.
"You shouldn't be as stupid as them, right?"
After hearing his words, the young tribesmen shook their heads.
They went to the wasteland and practiced divine patterns with Master Han.
They know how powerful Liaoyuan City is.
"Hu Ji, what do you mean?"
"Bold, Hu Ji, you control the army in the city, but you are so timid and cowardly?"
"Hu Ji, do you want to become a traitor?"
Loud shouts sounded.
All the distinguished elders in the city stood up and stared at Hu Ji.
"How could I, Hu Ji, be a traitor?" Hu Ji shook his head with a smile on his face.
He looked around, and then said loudly: "I want to mobilize a million-strong army to confront the million-strong military formation of Liaoyuan City."
"If they don't have the guts, then I'm wrong."
A battle between millions of armies?
Everyone in the lobby looked at each other with a slight smile on their faces.
This is what they want, to delay the pace of the Liaoyuan City army so that rescue from other forces can arrive in time.
As for the millions of troops in Hu Ji and Bai Jingcheng, just let them be consumed slowly.
An Anyway, Hu Ji has become more and more domineering recently, so it's time to let him die.
A mythical beast in Baijing City carried a stone slab on its back and sent the agreement negotiated in the city to determine the outcome of a battle outside the city for a million troops to the Liaoyuan City army.
Zhu Rong gave a reply that would arrive three days later.
Three days later, amid the smoke and dust, a million-strong army slowly arrived hundreds of miles outside Baijing City.
At this time, there were also a million troops in Baijing City, led by Hu Ji, rushing towards the tidal flat wasteland ahead.
"Hu Ji won't surrender with these millions of troops, right?" Someone whispered on top of the city.
"It's impossible. Since Hu Ji wants to lead a large army to fight, he will definitely fight with all his strength. He can still do this."
"What I'm curious about is how strong the army in Liaoyuan City is."
The power of the souls of many powerful people on the city head slowly emerged.
Divine Pattern Masters and Priests are inherently powerful in their divine souls.
In the senses of these powerful men, the smoke and dust in front of them was filled with smoke, and they had no idea what was in it.
Is this because I am not strong enough, or is the other person too strong?
Without giving them room to think about it, the answer appears automatically.
"boom--"
Battle formations of thousands of people came running towards each other, led by the phantom of a ten-thousand-foot-long god general.
Holding a spear, the body of the flaming-red armored general had solidified. He could cross dozens of miles in one step and swept across with one shot.
The power of the battle formation behind it gathered together, and every soldier wearing battle armor, holding weapons, and riding a battle horse had unimaginable power.
These war cavalry galloped and gathered together a thousand-foot-long divine general.
Is this the army of Liaoyuan City?
"boom--"
The Wan Zhang God thrust out a spear, and the heaven and earth shook.
Countless streams of light exploded, and the army of White Mirror City collapsed.
Just a moment.
Without stopping, the general rushed to the city wall and slashed down with the spear in his hand.
"Bang——"
The entire city wall exploded and shattered.
No matter you are a divine pattern master or a priest, no matter you are an elder or a general, you will all be reduced to ashes under this shot.
Those mythical beasts manifested themselves and then ran away.
If you don’t run away, are you seeking death?
With one blow, Baijing City was destroyed.
This scene stunned countless forces watching.
"Liaoyuan——"
"Must win——"
When Zhu Rong looked up to the sky and screamed, countless shouts resounded throughout the world.
At this moment, the color of heaven and earth changed.
The Liaoyuan City army that swept across Baijing City did not stop at all and headed straight for the next human city.
It is impossible for a human city to block the army of Liaoyuan City.
Ten days later, the 50 million humans in Yuliang City directly declared their surrender.
What to do if you don’t surrender?
A single blow from the long spear in the hands of the ten thousand-foot-long warrior will imprison the world within ten thousand miles. If you don't surrender, the entire city will be blown to pieces.
The army led by Zhu Rong kept moving. After a little repair, they crossed the long river and headed for the next city.
All parties in the prehistoric period were watching and were horrified.
In the past, I looked down on the wasteland at all, thinking that these human races were just barbarians, but now I know that they are completely ferocious beasts.
No city can withstand it.
As the army captured more and more cities, Zhu Rong and the military formation behind him became stronger and stronger.
This kind of blessing from the original power makes their strength expand to the extreme.
Zhu Rong's mount, Black Tiger, is now a high-ranking divine beast. Its aura is extremely rich, and it has the potential to move towards the highest level of hegemony.
Of course, to become the overlord, Black Tiger still needs great opportunities.
Yunsheng City.
This is one of the hundreds of great cities in the ancient world. There are 300 million ethnic groups surrounding this great city.
Thirty million troops have been assembled, relying on cities and towns, waiting for the arrival of Zhu Rong's army.
Behind these cities, there is still a magnificent force.
There are unicorns in the clear water.
The Qilin beast is the totem beast of Yunsheng City.
The three overlord-level clear water beasts have returned from beyond the wilderness, and there are at least a hundred other high-level beasts.
The blood energy soaring into the sky caused the heaven and earth to tremble.
As long as Zhu Rong's army is blocked, the Qilin beast tribe will directly step forward and crush the general formation.
A majestic Qilin transformed into a big man wearing a blue armor, his eyes sweeping around.
"I'm a little interested in that Zhu Rong. I'll kill him directly later and devour his essence." The big man sneered and spoke loudly.
But just after he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head.
"boom--"
When the army arrived, there was a sound in the void.
"Who is still going through the tribulation at this time?"
Overcoming the tribulation?
It's not a tribulation.
It was between heaven and earth that thunder descended one after another.
"It was Han Muye, the divine pattern master of Liaoyuan City, who took action!"
A divine beast shouted, transformed into a hundred-foot-long unicorn, and crashed towards the thunder above its head.
The only person in the world who can control the thunder catastrophe of heaven and earth is Han Muye of Liaoyuan City.
"boom--"
The endless thunder light covered the Qilin clan in the clear water.
Han Muye put his hands behind his back and walked forward in the void step by step.
Around him, endless lightning shone.
"Han Muye? Looking for death!" The green-armored man in front shouted, and a pair of spears in his hands triggered a stream of water and hit Han Muye.
The water flow continued to vibrate and turned into thousands of water dragons.
Bishui Qilin is the overlord of the origin of water veins. He is so powerful that all the water in the world is under his control.
"Then Han Muye has always been favored by heaven and earth. I wonder how strong he is?"
"At the overlord level, he can't resist a powerful beast like Qilin, right?"
"You are so courageous. You dare to challenge the Bishui Qilin clan alone."
In the surrounding void, countless souls sent messages.
Qilin, Canglong, Phoenix, Kunpeng, these are the top groups of mythical beasts in the ancient world, and they have overlords.
The most important thing is that their own bloodline strength is a few strong, and the individual strength of the group is strong.
Each ethnic group has many high-level mythical beasts.
"It was not unreasonable for the Galaxy Universe to massacre and enslave the ancient world." Han Muye clasped his hands behind his back and whispered.
"A bunch of guys who don't know the heights of the world need to be beaten hard."
He slowly raised his hand.
In front of him, the same long dragon was gathering.
Water veins versus water veins!
