"you dare--"
A roar came from Han Muye's divine hideout.
The seven-colored divine light seemed to explode, penetrating towards his body.
"Want to escape?"
"I will fight with you!"
The virtual shadow of the Canglong smiled, and the body of the soul turned into a stream of faint green smoke, locking the colorful divine light.
"Boy, I leave the prehistoric period to you."
On the other side, the white tiger also drank a long drink, and then his body turned into nothingness.
In Han Muye's divine hideout, voices sounded one after another, and then all the divine beasts and spirits turned into nothingness, shrouded in a colorful halo.
Han Muye no longer hesitated and took the shot with one palm, and the thunder light from the sky penetrated Tamu Lake.
The thunder returned, wrapping his body and the giant's body.
The giant who originally wanted to struggle was wrapped in lightning, trembling all over, and could no longer resist.
The divine patterns on his body also began to be pressed deep into his body.
Visible to the naked eye, the body began to shrink.
Bound by this prehistoric power, it is infused with the origin of heaven and earth.
When the giant's body transformed into the size of Han Muye, his face and appearance were no different from his.
"Do you want to refine my body?"
"Who gave you the courage!"
In Han Muye's divine treasure, the colorful halo that was locked up by countless illusory chains transformed into a giant again. With a loud shout, he broke free of the chains, and then directly turned Han Muye's body into colorful colors.
"This deity just swallows your body and enhances the original power."
The seven-colored divine light imprisoned Han Muye's body, preventing him from moving at all.
Han Muye wanted to refine the giant's body, and in turn the opponent wanted to devour his body!
"Buzz——"
At this moment, Han Muye's body began to tremble.
A black long sword emerged.
When the long sword appeared, the seven-colored divine light surged, trying to escape directly from Han Muye's body.
Han Muye's body turned into nothingness in the turmoil, and then attached to the black sword.
Even the colorful divine light is attached to the long sword.
Han Muye's True Spirit Sword, this is his body!
His soul has long been turned into a soul sword, and his body has also been condensed into a sword.
The colorful divine light has been doing useless work from beginning to end.
What it wants to devour has always been a sword!
"Buzz——"
The figure standing opposite opened his eyes, then reached out and held the black sword in his palm.
"don't want--"
A desperate call came from the colorful divine light.
However, Han Muye, who was transformed into a giant body, did not hesitate at all. He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and then poured in surging energy and blood, and the power of thunder turned into a torrent.
Incarnate outside the body, the sword body, the power in the two bodies merged, and the soul transformed into a long sword again, cutting the colorful light into pieces.
"Buzz——"
The long sword turned into a body again, and when it hit forward, the two bodies merged together.
The water in the entire Tamu Lake began to shake, and the altar below also began to shake rapidly.
Han Muye's body landed on the altar, and he pressed down with all his energy and blood, locking the vibrations on the altar.
…
One day later, his body reappeared outside the altar, and he looked up at the body above the altar.
The giant body in the Pantian plane has turned into his external incarnation and become a part of his body.
This method gave him two bodies.
However, for him, this clone is too strong and it will take time to completely refine it.
Fortunately, after devouring the opponent's soul, there is no need to worry about the body being out of control.
Moreover, with the memory of the soul, all he has to do in the future is to slowly refine his body.
"This altar is not only a channel to extract the origin of the ancient world, but also a channel to the Pantian plane."
"I will go to the Pantian plane if I have the chance."
"Unfortunately, my strength is not enough now."
Even though he could refine the body of this giant from the Pantian plane into a clone, it was just a fluke.
Without the help of those divine beasts and souls, he would not have enough time to take action.
It's not that the other party's origin has been exhausted, he doesn't have enough strength to refine this body into an incarnation.
When this powerful man from the Pantian plane was in his prime, even ten of him, Han Muye, wouldn't be enough to see him.
The power of the Pantian plane is really unimaginable.
Let the clone suppress the altar here, and then use the ancient power to replenish the empty source in the body. Han Muye looked around with a bright light in his eyes.
Countless remnant souls of mythical beasts escaped, and countless bone fragments and long bones were scattered.
"Don't worry, I will protect this wilderness."
Han Muye whispered, blood surging in his body.
In every world, there is always some persistence and sacrifice.
Since we have received the blessing of this world, we must do what needs to be done.
This is not the only giant that has fallen in Tamu Lake. Although the others are not as powerful as this one and their injuries are extremely serious, because the primitive origin cannot melt their bodies, those remaining bodies still remain.
The Yuantian Holy Association means that powerful people from all walks of life set foot on Tamu Lake, search for the remains of giants in the Pantian plane in countless illusions, and then devour the origins, improve their cultivation, and step into the overlord level.
Han Muye had the memory and body of a strong person from the Pantian plane as his incarnation. He also practiced the techniques from the Pantian plane, and he already had many reactions to the remnant bodies of those strong people from the Pantian plane.
Without stopping, he moved through the depths of the lake and found scattered golden stones.
Each piece is ten feet in diameter, and the younger one didn't pick it up.
These are the Pantian stones transformed into the bodies of giants in the Pantian plane.
It is said that this thing can mend the sky.
After a quick search, Han Muye found hundreds of thousands of Pantian stones before leaving Tamu Lake.
There are also many small pantian stones scattered in the lake. These are the opportunities for the mythical beasts to become overlords.
In any case, they would not be able to obtain the ten-foot-wide Pantian Stone if it were left here, and they might even be devoured by its power.
Just like Han Muye refining the complete giant body, if not for chance, he might have become the opponent's clone now.
When Han Muye returned to the lakeside where he left before, the ten thousand feet high bone tower had been completed.
All the human warriors are surrounding the tower to guard.
In the distance, many mythical beasts have arrived, waiting quietly.
Han Muye moved and stepped onto the high platform.
He wants to refine the blank original body of the first line on this high platform, so that those mythical beast overlords can have the opportunity to become the masters of the first line.
Only this kind of temptation can make those mythical beast overlords participate in this holy meeting.
At this time, strands of divine soul power came towards Han Muye, wanting to see how he could refine the original power.
Although Han Muye was able to refine a source of power and forcibly turn the water power of the Bishui Qilin clan into Gonggong, many mythical beasts did not believe this.
How could such a method exist in the world?
"boom--"
In Han Muye's hand, a golden flame rose.
At this moment, his eyes flashed with endless divine light.
It would be very easy to take out the Pantian Stone to refine weapons.
A blank original body can be refined directly.
But this is not what Han Muye wants. He really wants to rely on his own weapon refining methods to really refine an original body.
The flames rose, and Han Muye's voice rang out: "Wind Spirit Stone, 300,000 jins, Soul Control Marrow 100,000 jins, Bashan Heavenly Jade 130,000 pieces..."
His voice came out and vibrated in the void.
Not far away, a white tiger flew out, opened its mouth, and spat out jade-colored ten stones.
"We, the White Tiger clan, offer two hundred thousand kilograms of soul-control marrow and ask Mr. Han to refine the weapon."
The white tiger's voice vibrated in the void.
Refining the body of the blank lineage, no matter who will eventually get this body, it will ultimately belong to the ancient beast.
No one takes action to refine it, so it’s not empty?
As the white tiger stepped forward, many representatives of the sacred beasts from the family group came to offer precious spiritual materials.
These are all treasures that are hard to find in the world, and each one is a top-notch thing.
Han Muye raised his hand, and all the treasures turned into a torrent, swirling around the bone tower.
The golden flame shines, wrapping all the spiritual materials and treasures.
"He wants to directly refine weapons?"
"I have never seen this method before."
"This divine flame alone is probably not something that the fire-veined divine beast overlord can possess."
Countless exclamations resounded, and the surrounding divine beasts all directed their thoughts towards the flames surrounding the high platform.
It was magnificent and stirring, the sky was shining thousands of miles away, and the endless divine light began to boil.
If the 10,000-foot high platform were not built with the bones of divine beasts, it would probably collapse immediately.
At this time, under the endless divine flames and divine light, divine patterns flashed out on the long bones, attracting the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.
"Buzz——"
The heaven and earth shook, and Tamu Lake rolled like clouds and waves.
Waves of divine soul power came out of Tamu Lake.
Those are countless remnant souls of mythical beasts.
They no longer have their own memories, they are just instinctively drawn by power.
The souls of the divine beasts were waiting on the shore of the lake, looking towards the tower.
The power of the surrounding heaven and earth, as well as the God-killing Spear deep in the lake at this time, made these beasts feel at ease.
"boom--"
A stream of spiritual material exploded in the flames.
Immediately afterwards, countless spiritual materials began to gather.
A total of nine pillars of flame appeared around Han Muye.
Countless sources of power were poured into the nine pillars of divine flames, and the source power slowly differentiated and eventually turned into nine torrents.
Some of these nine light beams are blazing, some are cold, some are sharp, some are thick, some are exciting, some are agile...
"He, he is crazy, he wants to refine the nine original bodies at once!"
"How is it possible? Even if he is the Supreme Creator, there is no way he can do it..."
Below, in the distance, countless low voices came.
No one dared to imagine that Han Muye was able to refine nine bodies at once.
They all thought that the spiritual treasure Han Muye wanted before was to refine a blank original body.
Refining nine statues at once!
This simply subverted the knowledge and imagination of all the mythical beasts.
Han Muye stood on a high platform, with various original powers in his body intertwined and surging, turning into endless divine patterns.
This is the pinnacle of his weapon refining skills.
creation.
Even the original Jiuxuan Peak Master was one step short of reaching this level.
According to the understanding of those at the level of the overlords of mythical beasts, a strong man who can create things is the strongest creator supreme in the world.
That is the truly powerful person who can regenerate all things.
Rebirth.
Han Muye turned his head and looked in the direction of Muta Lake.
Countless divine beasts and spirits looked at him.
These remnant souls instinctively want to be reshaped and reborn.
Only strong men who can refine the body of a line of overlords are qualified to regenerate these divine beasts.
"I don't know if I have the ability to recreate the ancient times."
Han Muye whispered.
Nine pillars of divine fireworks circled around the high platform.
At this moment, all living creatures were silent.
They can feel the original changes between heaven and earth.
The original body is really brewing in those nine pillars of fire.
Whoever can get this original body can become the overlord of the lineage.
"Roar--"
A figure rushed towards the high platform.
But before this superior beast could rush to the high platform, its body suddenly shook, then shattered, turning into blood stones on the ground.
On the other side, two superior beasts rushed halfway, and their bodies were covered with bloodshot eyes.
"The original power turns into a barrier. There is no overlord level, and it cannot be touched."
"This is the original power."
The overlords stopped in their tracks, and all of them had their thoughts intertwined.
The power of the nine sources condenses into an extremely strong barrier, and no one can break this barrier.
Not even the original overlord can do it.
"The nine strongest ethnic groups in the Tianyuan Holy Association can obtain the bodies of nine overlords."
Han Muye's voice resounded hundreds of millions of miles around the world.
The strongest group in the Tianyuan Holy Association is the master of these nine original bodies.
Without any hesitation, those mythical beasts rushed directly into Tamu Lake ahead.
holy lake.
Countless mythical beasts and strange beasts entering it will trigger the strange power in Tamu Lake and turn it into illusions.
Fighting in the illusion, the dead become the guardian souls of Tamu Lake, and like those lost remnant souls, they will stay in Tamu Lake forever.
Han Muye knew that the fact was that the souls and bodies that died would leave behind their origins and become the origins of the Great Desolation and the altar.
For countless years, relying on the extraction of these souls and origins, as well as the sacrifices of countless powerful beast overlords, the Primordial Ruins Realm was able to maintain a balance with the altar and seal it off.
But this time it's different.
The altar is guarded by Han Muye's clone, so there is no need to consume the origin of the divine beast.
The original power that these mythical beasts fight and feed back will directly return to the heaven and earth, and return to the prehistoric times.
The Prehistoric Heavenly Society will quietly grow.
This is not what those mythical beasts who plan to subvert the ancient world can know.
None of their back-up plans were involved in this matter.
"Woo——"
In the distance, a huge cavalry team came slowly.
Eighty million human warriors arrived under the leadership of Zhu Rong and Gonggong.
"Master Han, how can our human race participate in the Holy Gathering?"
Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye on the high platform and spoke loudly.
With whom will the human race become allies?
Han Muye stood up, his eyes filled with endless divine light.
"After the Holy Meeting, the prehistoric human race will be respected."
The human race is respected!
Han Muye's words shook the whole world.
Countless mythical beasts turned their heads.
The human race only has 80 million warriors.
What qualifications do they have to become the overlords of the ancient world?
"After the Holy Meeting, the human race will be respected!"
Zhu Rong gave a long shout and rode his war horse into the lake.
Behind him, one after another, the warriors followed and rushed into the lake.
On the other side, Gonggong just raised his hand, and with a slight movement, a doorway appeared in the lake, and he led the army into the doorway one by one.
"The hunt begins."
Han Muye whispered in his mouth, and his figure went up to the sky.
In the surrounding world, countless divine beasts rushed towards Tamu Lake.
Dozens of overlord-level figures came toward Han Muye.
