The God of Weapon Refining, a restricted area for refining weapons.
This is Han Muye's real support.
Even in the prehistoric world, we must pay three respects to him.
Neither the prehistoric world nor those mythical beast overlords have the ability to become the master of a lineage.
But Han Muye can.
If he takes action, he can help a prehistoric overlord increase his strength and become the master of his lineage.
An origin overlord not only improves his own strength, but also becomes consistent with the origin of heaven and earth.
Invoking the power of heaven and earth, one's own strength also increases.
The most important thing is that when the power of heaven and earth merges with the power of an original overlord, the entire prehistoric power also sublimates.
The army that calmed down Yunsheng City moved forward again after a slight repair.
No city dared to resist anymore.
The most that can be done is to send out a military formation to spar for a while and then surrender immediately.
If you don't surrender, the entire city will be destroyed.
The brutal golden-armored warrior swept across with his spear, and no city wall could stop him.
Tens of millions of troops marched below, and the sound of stampeding resounded thousands of miles away.
In the void, a figure stood side by side with Han Muye.
"I thought I would give you a hundred years," Kunpeng looked at the military formation below, then turned to look at Han Muye, with a hint of emotion on his face, "Unexpectedly, you have completely surpassed our imagination."
"Canglong, Phoenix, Pixiu, Baxia, White Tiger, we have many allies, but even more enemies."
"Cangling, Yinglong, Jiuying, Yingzhao, and the Bashe clan have all broken with the Great Desolate."
"If you hadn't taken action, the prehistoric heaven would probably not be able to bear it."
The mythical beasts in the ancient world have never been united.
What's more, with the current situation, calamity may sweep across the world.
Those groups of mythical beasts that were bribed by the Divine Source Heavenly Palace in the Divine Realm have rebelled against the ancient times.
"We block them in the wilderness so that they cannot completely occupy the wilderness, and naturally they will not be able to escape from the wilderness."
"In fact, the ancient way of heaven has always been uncertain."
Kunpeng said, Han Muye understood.
The Great Desolate Heavenly Dao also coveted the increase in the power of the Great Desolate after devouring the Great Desolate Ruins Realm.
Either perfect yourself or annex the wilderness.
When Han Muye did not revitalize the prehistoric human race, and did not trigger the prehistoric power to shake with the thunder sea, the prehistoric heaven was hesitating.
Even though he knew that so many ethnic groups had rebelled against him, he still didn't stop them.
Until Han Muye used the power of the prehistoric human race to stir up the world, used the sea of thunder to attract countless mythical beasts back, and used the god-killing gun to bring millions of mythical beasts back to the prehistoric world.
This was the final straw.
In the end, Tiandao chose the rise of the prehistoric human race, chose Kunpeng and his alliance, and chose to use the original overlord to enhance the strength of the entire prehistoric world.
Those divine beasts that had turned their backs on the prehistoric world naturally sensed that the prehistoric heavenly law had given up on them.
This time the Tianyuan Holy Meeting was their break with the prehistoric world.
These are all told by Kunpeng.
With Kunpeng's strength, he naturally knew all of this.
"So, this time there will be a real battle between the mythical beasts in the ancient world?" Han Muye looked at Kunpeng with a dignified look on his face.
"You want me to take action before the Holy Meeting to help these allies improve their strength?"
Kunpeng chuckled and shook his head.
"no."
"I'm not a fool. Your use of water vein power to gather Gonggong has alerted these guys."
"If another lord of the lineage appears, I am afraid that these groups of mythical beasts will be able to escape from the wilderness."
Once a large group of mythical beasts escape from the Great Desolation, it will also be a rapid decline for the Great Desolate.
Prehistoric Heaven does not want to see such a thing happen.
It's not that Han Muye is asked to help Kunpeng and the others promote a line of overlords, but Han Muye is asked to come forward and condense the blank line of overlords.
The original Tianyuan Holy Society was attractive to divine beasts, but anyone with enough strength would be willing to compete for the chance to dominate the ancient world.
But for those top prehistoric beasts and those who have reached the level of overlords, the Tianyuan Holy Association has no attraction.
Only a few people in the family group who need help will participate.
But once Han Muye comes up with a blank line of overlord, it will be different.
All the prehistoric overlords in the prehistoric era will be moved.
"The overlord of the prehistoric lineage?" Han Muye's eyes revealed a deep divine light.
“This is extremely resource intensive.”
Hearing Han Muye's words, Kunpeng smiled on his face.
He looked at Han Muye and chuckled: "If it doesn't cost much, how can we be called a lineage overlord?"
"If you say you can become a hegemon easily, those guys won't believe it."
It requires resources, and it consumes a lot of resources.
This is worthy of uniting a line of overlords.
When the news came out, the whole world was shaken.
Han Muye, the divine pattern master of Wasteland Liaoyuan City, wanted to condense the bodies of three blank lineage overlords.
No matter who it is, as long as they can get this body and activate the blessing and infusion of a line of power, they can become the original overlord of the ancient lineage.
Of course, only the powerful at the prehistoric overlord level can have this ability. Under the overlord, you can only look at this body.
The three origin overlords of one lineage are a temptation that all overlords in the ancient world cannot refuse.
Even if he knew there was a conspiracy.
Tamu Lake.
In the prehistoric times, this place was also known as the Holy Lake.
The lake with a radius of 90 million miles is already as vast as the ancient seas.
It is said that Tamu Lake was the birthplace of all living things in the wild.
Many of the rare treasures in ancient times came from Tamu Lake.
The Canglong clan, the Yunlong clan, the Yulong clan, the Kunpeng clan, and countless water vein clans all lived in Tamu Lake.
There are no mythical beasts in Tamu Lake today.
Countless thousands of years ago, Tamu Lake was the last base of the ancient world, where countless strong men gathered to fight to the death.
The final result was that the divine beasts fell like rain, and the wilderness collapsed, turning into a ruined world.
Tamu Lake has also become a place of divine mourning in the prehistoric ruins world.
At this time, Han Muye stood quietly by the Tamu Lake.
Behind him were groups of human warriors.
These soldiers took off their armor, stepped into Tamu Lake, and then fished out long jade-white bones.
These long bones were placed on the shore of the lake to build a high platform thousands of feet high.
The jade-white long bones flashed with light, making the surrounding world seem to be shaking.
"You guys build a high platform here, and I'll go into the lake and take a look." Han Muye turned around and ordered, and then stepped into the lake with the other soldiers.
As soon as he entered the lake, he felt a difference.
The water of Tamu Lake has countless divine soul powers surging in it.
The souls of these mythical beasts that died countless thousands of years ago have always been in the lake, and they have unconsciously formed a strange world.
Moving forward step by step, Han Muye saw various forms of souls wandering under countless jade-colored long bones.
These souls have lost their self-awareness and only know how to act according to instinct.
Han Muye's arrival caused many wandering souls to turn around.
"Roar--"
A shadow flew toward Han Muye.
It was a huge white tiger ten thousand feet tall, with a faint golden light flashing in its figure.
The white tiger pounced, and the lake water did not move at all. It rushed directly in front of Han Muye and slapped it with his paw.
"Bang——"
The divine soul came out and rushed directly into Han Muye's divine treasure.
As soon as this soul entered the divine treasure, he was immediately stunned.
The boundless heaven and earth, the infinite spiritual light, and the golden clouds transformed by merit.
Three long swords holding up the sky were slowly suspended among them.
Soul Sword!
Such a sword can firmly suppress the entire Shenzang space, and no matter what force it is, it cannot shake it in the slightest.
"Buzz——"
There is a spiritual light covering a long sword.
The phantom of the divine beast's soul immediately shattered.
In Han Muye's mind, images appeared one after another.
It was the memory of a white tiger beast.
It is the memory of a mythical beast that fell countless years ago to protect the ancient world.
There is a breath of freedom in that world.
A mythical beast can live freely in it and run happily with countless mythical beasts.
…
In order to protect such a world, what does it mean to die?
Almost all mythical beasts have this idea.
When foreign enemies entered the prehistoric universe, when an enemy powerful enough to tear a prehistoric beast to pieces with one strike arrived, no one hesitated.
Countless mythical beasts rushed forward and rushed towards the enemies.
Han Muye also saw what the foreign enemies who invaded Honghuang looked like.
He was not from the plane of heaven as he thought before, or not entirely.
Those who invaded the ancient world include giants with a stature of ten thousand feet, winged men with wings on their backs, and practitioners from the plane of heaven.
It was basically a coordinated invasion.
Among them, the strongest ones are the giants who are ten thousand feet tall and can tear apart the bodies of divine beasts with just a single movement of their hands and feet.
Even the prehistoric overlords could only fight with all their strength in front of these giants, without much chance of winning.
"Buzz——"
The memory dissipated, and a faint source of soul fell in front of Han Muye.
This is a fragment of the soul of a divine beast from ancient times. Because of too long, this soul has long been broken and lost.
Reaching out to hold the ball of soul, Han Muye discovered that there was still a trace of the mark of the soul in it.
Perhaps, it is possible for this soul to be reborn?
He does not lack the power of souls, and he is not willing to regard these scattered souls of sacred beasts as his own resources.
There are so many souls remaining under this lake that no one dares to draw them directly.
Anyone who dares to harm these souls will be attacked by other remnant souls.
Even a line of overlords could only flee in front of these souls.
Looking at the soul mark on his palm, Han Muye pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and a war gun appeared.
God-killing gun.
The divine light emanating from this war spear dispersed around, and countless souls gathered towards this war spear.
Han Muye rubbed his palm on the war gun, his eyes shining brightly.
At this time, the spear vibrated, the power that imprisoned the soul was released, and the power that warmed the soul spread.
The soul space in this gun has become a place to warm and nourish the soul. The remaining souls of the sacred beasts in the lake can come and go freely.
Let go of your hand and let the war gun fall into the lake.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, almost the entire Tamu Lake, which is 90 million miles away, was boiling.
The endless souls turned into long dragons and rushed towards the spear.
This is an instinct.
Although these souls have been lost, they are instinctively willing to go to the place where the souls are nourished.
The souls that rushed into the war gun were constantly wandering inside, inducing the fusion of power within it.
The surge of divine soul power revives their previously lost memories, even if this process may be very long.
"Whether it is refining weapons or elixirs, it is my own practice. After all, is it not for the sake of all living beings, or is it to prevent the beauty of the world from being disillusioned?"
Han Muye looked at his hands with a smile on his face.
Once, he just wanted to climb to the top of the world of cultivation and see the scenery.
Now, he discovered that practicing spiritual practice can actually lead to more meaningful things.
The scenery of this heaven and earth can be completely constructed by himself.
This may be the true meaning of spiritual practice.
Of course, without enough strength, it is still too far away to say this. Even now, he can only say that he is qualified to say this.
As he realized this, a faint divine light emerged from his body.
The remnant souls around him who were originally a little afraid of him actually became close to him at this time.
Several spirits circled around him, and then pushed him deeper into the lake.
This place is no longer a place that ordinary overlords can reach, so what will happen in the deeper levels?
As Han Muye continued to move forward, the animal bones he saw became taller and more broken, and many of them had been shattered.
The pressure of heaven and earth here has reached its extreme. Even the overlords of the same lineage, if they are not close to heaven and earth, cannot come here.
Moving forward, Han Muye's eyes showed a glint of light.
A huge body was suspended there quietly.
This is where the powerful man who invaded the ancient world fell!
Thousands of miles away, there are waves of qi and blood pressure transmitted from this body.
No wonder this giant can run rampant in the wilderness. It turns out that he cultivates with the power of Qi and blood.
The ancient world happened to be a world where the power of Qi and blood was the original power.
"Buzz——"
Han Muye's arrival seemed to directly trigger the feeling of the fallen body. The heaven and earth around it shook, and the power of the water veins gathered together, turning into rings that resisted outwards.
Spontaneous driving force is only possible when the original power is extremely strong.
Han Muye kept moving forward without stopping.
"boom--"
The water ring turned into a spear and stabbed Han Muye in the head.
Those were huge spears each thousands of feet long, and each one had the power to tear the world apart.
The souls who pushed Han Muye forward fled in panic.
Han Muye stood where he was, looking at the figure in front of him.
He understood why there was Tianyuan Holy Association in Tamu Lake.
Why does a mythical beast overlord appear?
Those mythical beast overlords were achieved through the power of heaven and earth escaping from this body!
"Then let me see where this body comes from and what kind of methods it has!"
With a long shout, Han Muye flew up and punched the spear in front of him.
The shadow of the fist turned into gold, and golden light appeared in the lake.
All lakes with a radius of thousands of miles are also illuminated.
The heaven and earth shook, and the water veins surged.
"boom--"
The fist shadow collided with the spear, and the spear shattered.
Han Muye opened a passage in front of his senior, extending forward along the shadow of the fist.
"Bang——"
The shadow of the fist hit the body.
In an instant, Wan Zhang's body shook, and his eyes that were originally closed opened.
"I have been sleeping for countless years, but there are living beings that can touch the restrictions. It's interesting."
A voice sounded in the lake.
Han Muye's expression changed and he stood where he was.
The giant who could tear apart the overlord of mythical beasts with his bare hands has not fallen!
(End of chapter)
