Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 649 The True Spirit of the Golden Crow Falls! (seeking a monthly ticket)

The light of Qi and blood was so strong that it seemed to cover up the beam of light in front of Han Muye.

The power entrusted by life has always been magnificent.

Han Muye knew that these people in front of them were born with the idea of ​​being loyal to the Wan Hua Immortal Dynasty.

They have lost themselves.

Such a person, no matter how high his cultivation is, is still a figure like a puppet.

"kill."

Han Muye raised his hand and punched out.

This time, he let everyone see his strength.

Since they wanted to gather the scattered Golden Crow people, they had to have enough strength to suppress them.

All planning is ultimately inseparable from the backing of strength.

"Boom—"

A golden crow phantom materialized in front of Han Muye, and then directly condensed into substance.

Turn the emptiness into reality with the intention of fist!

This is the general trend of boxing!

Among the practice methods from the prehistoric inheritance to the Great Desolation, apart from Yuan Ling condensing the true spirit, there is no such means of martial arts condensing.

This is to control the power to a subtle and incomparable level.

Dahuang's practice has always been rough, how could he have such boxing skills!

Condensing the fist means the power of the fist, when the golden crow appears, the sky and the earth roar!

"Boom—"

What **** light, what self-explosion, before this punch, all turned into countless broken quicksand.

With one punch, the nine strong men of the human race fell directly!

"boom-"

The shadow of the fist did not disperse, and it slammed into the sky, as if breaking through the sky, and finally turned into nothingness.

The power of one punch is so terrifying!

All the elites of the Golden Crow clan that surrounded them showed surprise on their faces.

At the same time, the qi and blood of those human races soared into the sky and turned into a **** star.

The big star was in the sky, reaching ten thousand feet above, and exploded with a bang.

"This is their means of communication!"

Looking at the big star that exploded, someone screamed.

Everyone else changed their faces.

For a time, everyone was in chaos.

"Yuchi Jiyu, you and Zhu Yu form a team and lead three hundred of our Jinwu tribe to station in the southeast direction."

"Bai Jue, Zhao Hong, you go to the northwest and lead 300 clansmen to garrison."

Han Muye's voice sounded with a majesty that could not be rejected.

Yuchi Jiyu flew up, clasped his fists and shouted: "Take orders."

The others looked at each other and hurriedly handed over.

The original chaos immediately became orderly.

But for a moment, the two thousand elites were divided into six groups. In addition to the defense of the four directions, there were also 600 people stationed at the same place, plus more than 300 people who were led away by Han Muye himself.

"Chi Chang, you must remember when you are stationed here, don't fight recklessly, go wherever you need support, if the enemy is too strong, everyone retreats."

Han Muye looked at the big man in green armor, raised his hand and handed a ball of golden divine flame into his hand.

"Patriarch Han, don't worry, Chi Chang will definitely not cause trouble." The big man named Chi Chang is also the ninth level of Yuan Ling, and at this time he took the divine flame that Han Muye gave him, and spoke solemnly.

This group of divine flames can be divided into thousands, and it can tell whether it is a member of the Jinwu tribe.

After explaining this, Han Muye looked up into the distance.

"I'm going to find the real spiritual realm."

It doesn't have to be a call for help, it could be rescue.

Three hundred Golden Crow elites followed behind him, running fast.

Not far away, Baidao figures galloped from the front.

Han Muye's eyes flickered, he turned his head and raised his hand to make a gesture.

Behind him, the elites of the Golden Crow tribe restrained the power of their spirits and quietly gathered the power of their blood.

"Where's the tribe?" Han Muye moved to stand in front of those rushing people.

Baidao's figure paused, and the leader stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Chao Yuhu of the Ziji tribe found that the human race is here, and came here to encircle and kill them!"

Han Muye nodded, moved out of the way, and said loudly: "They are right ahead, we are ordered to find reinforcements."

Chao Yuhu nodded, and led a hundred people behind him to gather the Golden Crow Yuanling behind him, and the golden light shone suddenly.

They are all of the blood of the Golden Crow tribe.

Behind Chao Yuhu, the pale silver Golden Crow Yuan Ling showed that he was a master who had just entered the ninth floor.

Han Muye raised his hand and threw a golden divine flame over there: "This is a token from over there, without which he would be surrounded and killed as a human."

Chao Yuhu showed a smile on his face, took the divine flame and put it away directly.

"Then let's go for reinforcements first." Chao Yuhu said, leading the hundred people behind him towards the direction Han Muye and the others came from.

As soon as he arrived at Han Muye's side, Han Muye suddenly asked again: "Have you ever practiced human battle formation?"

Chao Yuhu was stunned for a moment, but before he raised his head, the divine flame that had been put into his arms just now burst open, enveloping his body.

"kill-"

Han Muye gave a low shout, and the three hundred Golden Crows flew up behind him.

The people who followed Chao Yuhu were in a daze for a moment, and before they were ready, three hundred members of the Golden Crow tribe had already slammed down the Golden Crow Divine Flame one after another.

Flame at a distance, fists at close range.

In this secret realm suppressed by the Golden Crow's power, the Golden Crow's divine flames and fists are the fastest and most convenient means of killing.

"Boom—"

Countless divine flames exploded, enveloping the hundreds of people.

Someone's Yuanling was shattered under this divine flame, and a second Yuanling emerged from behind. The Golden Crow Divine Flame surged on someone's body, and was assimilated by the falling divine flame.

Terran!

These more than a hundred people are obviously human races pretending to be.

"Array—"

Someone exclaimed.

But at this time, the Golden Crow's divine flame was shrouded, and it was difficult for these people to unite together.

The three hundred Golden Crow elites who had already prepared rushed into the crowd, mercilessly punching and killing these human races.

The human race who did not have the advantage of forming an formation obviously had a lot of poor cultivation, and their combat power was more than a notch lower than that of the elites of the Golden Crow tribe.

Han Muye stepped forward, and then punched down.

"Boom—"

Chao Yuhu, who was locked by his divine flame, vomited blood and retreated, and the pale silver nine-layer Golden Crow Yuanling collapsed directly.

If it wasn't for his condensed cultivation, naturally it would be impossible to really fight against the same level.

The Yuan Ling was shattered, and a phantom of a lavender giant tiger emerged.

The eighth floor of Yuanling.

The real cultivation base is only the eighth level of Yuanling.

Chao Yuhu turned around and was about to flee, Han Muye raised his hand and punched again.

The fist shadow turned into a golden crow, opened its long claws, and grabbed it hard.

The giant tiger Yuanling behind Chao Yuhu screamed and shattered again.

His body also collapsed, leaving only a faint amount of blood escaping to the surroundings.

Turning his head, the hundred people have been dealt with.

Along the way, Han Muye and the others kept gathering the Golden Crow people, and encountered several sieges.

Fortunately, they didn't encounter a large human army, and there was no real strong man. With Han Muye's combat power, he could lead everyone to sweep away.

After running for a hundred thousand miles, Han Muye already had three thousand Jinwu people, five from the ninth floor of Yuanling, behind him.

"boom-"

Ahead, a roar resounded.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The sound of this sound caused the entire space to vibrate.

True Spirit Realm!

"I am Qin Nanxun from the Qin Wu Department. There are people who have sneaked into the Golden Crow Secret Realm, and four people from the True Spirit Realm besieged and killed me."

The magnificent voice resounded, resounding through the world.

Whether it was Han Muye or the people behind Han Muye, their complexions suddenly changed, and many of them turned pale.

"Today, I blew myself up as a true spirit and held back these human spirits. Please leave this place quickly, all members of the Golden Crow clan. The human race is powerful, and you cannot stop it—"

The sound came, followed by the roar and golden light that went straight into the sky.

The true spirit explodes!

It's still a step late!

"You guys go first, I'll take a look!" Gritting his teeth, Han Muye flew up, his body transformed into a golden-red Sun Golden Crow.

A true spirit blew himself up in front of him, and the shock of this moment made his heart throb endlessly.

Even if he knew that this was the Ruins Realm, even if he knew that he was going to leave eventually, this scene still made him feel refreshed.

The sacrificial power beyond time and space.

Is this the power condensed by the Haotian Golden Crow?

sacrifice.

The golden light illuminated the entire secret place.

The surging light curtain turned into ropes, blocking everything in a radius of a hundred miles.

The four strong human races who besieged and killed the true spirits of the Golden Crow tribe were also trapped inside, unable to come out for a while.

When Han Muye flew down, he saw the scene of locking up the world.

He knew that this kind of confinement could not last long.

Only in the face of an irresistible force will the town be closed.

"If you go to the Qin Wu Department, give this battle gun to Qin Yuzhu for me."

"Let's just say, I, Qin Nanxun, cannot marry her in this life, so I am a deserter."

A battle gun was thrown in front of Han Muye, and a tall young man in fiery red armor appeared.

The young man cupped his hands towards Han Muye, and then a pale golden flame floated towards him.

Golden Crow Divine Flame.

The quality of this flame has been improved, it is not the usual Golden Crow Divine Flame.

Han Muye nodded, and took the Divine Flame.

A total of three thousand regiments.

Hold the gun and feel the power of the surging flames.

This battle spear is an extremely powerful treasure, a true weapon that contains eleven true spirit and divine patterns.

This gun stimulates all the power and can kill the real spirit.

It's a pity that even holding a real treasure gun, it is impossible for one person to challenge four real spirit powerhouses of the same level.

"Boom—"

A roar came from the golden chain, and cracks appeared.

The chains are almost unstoppable.

Han Muye raised his hand, and streaks of golden Golden Crow Divine Flame flew out.

The Golden Crow Divine Flame merged with the chain, once again locking the human true spirit powerhouse inside.

It's a pity that this chain was inspired by Qin Nanxun's self-destruction, not his own combat power, so it couldn't last long. If it didn't work together with Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame, it might really be possible to seal the four true spirits.

The strength of Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame has already surpassed many Golden Crow true spirits who have practiced for thousands of years.

In the distance, several figures emerged.

That is the other vigilant powerhouse of the human race.

Knowing that there was nothing to be done, Han Muye didn't hesitate, bowed down, held the spear, and turned into a golden crow, spread his wings, and flew forward.

"boom-"

When Han Muye was flying thousands of miles away, there was a deafening roar from behind him.

The golden light that illuminated the sky and the earth slowly dissipated.

Jinwu tribe, Qinwu tribe, true spirits fell.

Han Muye didn't know how long the chains of the four true spirits in Fengzhen could last, but there were already many strong human beings chasing after him.

At least one of them is a true spirit.

He no longer hesitated, and quickly fled away.

"call out-"

In the void, a Golden Crow screamed.

Golden Crow True Spirit!

A golden streamer rushed towards the distance.

"Stop!"

Han Muye let out a low shout, and the Golden Crow transformed from his body slammed into the Baizhang Golden Crow with its wings outstretched.

"Go away!"

There was a sound of fury from within the Golden Crow, spread its wings, and slapped Han Muye on the head.

If this blow hits, Han Muye's body may be directly shattered.

This was a blow from the true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe.

With a movement of Han Muye's body, the transformed Golden Crow dispersed, and then he shuttled back and forth, dodging the blow.

On his body, there was a strong Golden Crow bloodline power condensed into a golden armor.

The figure blocked by him also turned into a young man in black armor, with a stern expression and anger on his face.

"Who are you, dare to stop me?" The young man gritted his teeth, pointed at Han Muye,

"Qin Nanxun, the true spirit of the Ministry of Military Affairs, blew himself up with his true spirit and sealed off four human true spirits. If we rush over now, we can seriously injure those sealed human true spirits!" Han Muye said hastily.

He can't do it by himself, but a true spirit can do it.

Hearing his words, the young man from the Jinwu tribe in the true spirit realm said coldly: "What's the point of going to fight at this time?"

Not to mention that Han Muye has not yet become a true spirit.

Even he has only stepped into the true spirit not long ago, and his strength has not yet stabilized.

With such a cultivation level, one-on-one might be able to gain the upper hand, but one-on-two would definitely lose.

Qin Nanxun has already fallen, and he is still going to die at this time?

The human race obviously deployed an army over there, and I don't know how many real spirits there are.

"The human race has 100,000 troops in this secret place, and I don't know how many true spirits. What they want to do is to destroy everyone in my Golden Crow clan."

"The teleportation plaza has been closed, and none of us can get out."

"If the true spirits of the human race who were sealed off by Qin Nanxun can be seriously injured, then the speed at which the human race strangles our Golden Crow can be slowed down, and we will wait for reinforcements." Han Muye said in a deep voice.

"One hundred thousand troops!" The expression of the black armored youth changed.

He didn't expect that there would be so many human races.

He didn't hear Qin Nanxun's shout, but saw the Golden Crow True Spirit fall, and flew to investigate.

"The teleportation square is closed, this is to destroy both the enemy and ourselves."

"It's over..." He had a look of regret on his face.

"Run away!" All the blood and golden light on his body converged, and he rushed forward.

"boom-"

Han Muye raised his hand and punched out.

The young man froze for a moment, with a look of rage on his face, he stretched out his hand and waved it out.

"Boom—"

Han Muye was knocked ten feet away.

The youth was even more dazed.

He is the real spirit.

In front of the True Spirit Realm, this guy only retreated ten feet?

"We must gather all the people of the Golden Crow tribe and do our best to resist the siege of these human tribes."

"The strong outside clan will not ignore us."

Han Muye took a deep breath and said loudly.

If they keep a true spirit realm, their chances of winning will be much higher.

Even if he doesn't want to go to the four true spirits of Fengzhen, he should stay and go to the teleportation square together.

"Care?" The impulsive young man suddenly calmed down.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "If we can save them, we won't close the teleportation square."

Sure enough, he was a true spirit powerhouse, and he guessed everything at once.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the next level of secret ground." Taking a deep breath, the young man shook his head and looked at Han Muye, "You are not bad in combat, you can help me."

"Get the real spirit bone first."

"I'm Zhang Yu from Mingcheng Department, you should know me."

Han Muye's strength was recognized by Zhang Yu.

In the distance, there are shining golden and gray-black true spirit lights flying away.

Two souls!

Walk?

Go to the next floor?

Not going to rescue those members of the Jinwu tribe?

Han Muye only felt a chill in his heart.

The blood aroused by Qin Nanxun just now seemed to be freezing to the bone.

A true spirit of the Golden Crow Tribe unexpectedly wanted to abandon his clan and escape alone at this time.

With such a cultivation base, there is no responsibility at all!

"You don't want to?" Zhang Yu frowned when he saw Han Muye's expression.

Being willing to take Han Muye to the next level is already considered worthy.

It's only the ninth floor of Yuanling.

Han Muye shook his head, and flew away.

Different road non-phase plan.

Seeing Han Muye turn around and leave, Zhang Yu sneered, and the power of the Golden Crow blood on his body exploded and turned into a beam of light.

In the next moment, the aura on his body converged, and everything turned into nothingness.

Han Muye, who flew away from Feidun, was shocked, his eyes showed disgust.

This Zhang Yu deliberately framed himself even before leaving.

Its beam of light that attracts the power of the Golden Crow is simply a beacon, letting those strong humans know this direction.

I am about to face the pursuit of the true spirit of the human race.

You can't lead the real spirit powerhouse to the teleportation square!

Han Muye gritted his teeth, moved his body, turned around, turned into a Golden Crow, and spread his wings to soar.

There was a golden light on his body, like a candle, illuminating the darkness of the world.

"boom-"

Two beams of light flew down to where Han Muye and Zhang Yu were just now.

A thin Taoist wearing a green robe had a golden light in his eyes, and behind him was the golden Golden Crow Spirit.

The qi and blood on his body merged with the true spirit, obviously the real Golden Crow bloodline power.

However, there are no traces of the Golden Crow clan on his forehead, which shows that he is a strong human race who has cultivated into a true spirit with the blood of the Golden Crow clan.

The other is a big man in black armor, holding a long knife in his hand, and behind him is a true spirit of a black bear.

"Om—"

The green-robed Taoist raised his hand, and a blue light in his palm turned into a light curtain.

In the light curtain, the scene when Zhang Yu and Han Muye parted just now appeared.

Zhang Yu activated the beam of light, and then left with hidden traces.

"It's the true spirit that's escaping over there, but it's not here." The Taoist put away the light curtain and chased in the direction Zhang Yu was walking.

The big man in black armor nodded, and stepped out with a step, the speed was not slower than the Taoist.

Han Muye flew away for a moment, and the roar of battle came from behind.

He turned his head slightly, a little surprised on his face.

The means of the true spirit of the human race were stronger than he thought. It actually identified where Zhang Yu was going, and surrounded and killed him.

If it was before, he might find a way to go there and help the true spirit of the Golden Crow tribe.

Now, he doesn't care about Zhang Yu's life or death.

Since the people in the Real Spirit Realm went to besiege and kill Zhang Yu, he turned quietly and returned to the Teleportation Square.

After running for two days and breaking through dozens of human barriers, he finally returned to the teleportation square.

At this time, more than 40,000 Golden Crow elites had gathered on the teleportation square.

"Han Patriarch!"

"Han patriarch, this is Shangzhen prison son of Shangtang Department."

Surrounded by the elites of the Golden Crow tribe, a tall young man in a pale gold shirt looked at Han Muye.

True spirit realm.

"Head of the Hanshan tribe, I've heard of you."

"Battle in the Clear Sky Wasteland, without you, at least a million Golden Crows would perish."

Shang Zhenyu spoke loudly.

In the end, most of the Golden Crow are in control of these things.

If only relying on the spread of information from various places, the small tribes separated by hundreds of millions of miles would have no idea what happened in the clear sky wasteland.

"The patriarch and several elders said that the strategy of the Han patriarch is capable of defeating tens of thousands of troops."

Shang Zhenyu's words made the nearby Golden Crow clan powerhouses speechless.

I really didn't expect that the Korean patriarch would have such high praise in Shang Tang Department.

Originally, they still had objections to Shang Zhen Prison's coming to greet Han Muye in person, but now they looked at Han Muye with different eyes.

The same is on the ninth floor of Yuanling, but the one in front of him is famous in the Shang Tang Department.

Han Muye bowed his hands towards Shang Zhenyu, and then took out Qin Nanxun's battle gun.

Seeing the war gun dealer Zhen prison was shocked.

"Let's go, let's talk in the big tent." Shang Zhenju shouted, leading Han Muye to rush into the military tent in the middle of the square.

It is said to be a military tent, but it is just a tent propped up by a large animal skin.

On the golden animal hide, there is a faint halo.

"Qin Nanxun, have you fallen?" Stepping into the military tent, Shang Zhenyu looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded.

He locked Qin Nanxun's self-confessed true spirit to lock the four true spirits, and Zhang Yu said it all regardless of the fact that the ethnic group went down to the next level.

Shang Zhenyu's complexion changed, and he sighed after a long time.

"Brother Qin and I have known each other for 30,000 years. We fought side by side on the front line. Unfortunately..."

"Our meeting this time is to find the real spirit bone in secret, so as to improve our cultivation to another level."

"We, meet for a fight, who can become the leader of the Seizing the Sun Competition depends on the ability, I didn't expect..."

Listening to Shang Zhenyu's words, Han Muye was silent.

Such is the practice in the world.

Who knows where he can go?

Also, even if this Great Desolation is just the Ruins Realm, the creatures here are still shining with endless brilliance.

Fighting against a strong player of the same level, such an agreement, is really happy.

"Sir Shang, Han can fulfill Qin Nanxun's agreement on his behalf." Han Muye said in a deep voice.

Shang Zhenyu was taken aback.

Looking at Han Muye, he nodded, "Okay."

As he said that, his face turned serious: "Just now I didn't let you talk about Qin Nanxun's fall, because I was afraid of shaking the morale of the army."

"Now that Zhang Yu is going to the next level, what should we do?"

"Six true spirits, one hundred thousand troops," Shang Zhenyu took a deep breath and shook his head: "I can't stop it."

It is not unreasonable for the human race to keep suppressing all races in the wilderness.

The human race has so many methods and the strength of the army formation is not comparable to that of other races in the wilderness.

The six true spirits, together with an army of 100,000, can directly wipe out the 40,000 Golden Crow elites.

Even if Shangzhen Prison is a true spirit, at most he can guarantee that he can escape to the next level.

"Patriarch Han, what can you do?"

Shang Zhenyu lowered his voice.

He knew that even his true spirit was powerless, and it was a bit difficult for him to throw the problem to Han Muye who only had the ninth level of Yuanling.

But he was really helpless.

"We have two paths now." Han Muye's words made Shang Zhenyu's eyes light up.

"Stick here, attract more Jinwu people, and then wait for rescue from outside."

"Even with a human army of 100,000 and six true spirits, it is impossible to kill us all in a short time."

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Once the four true spirits are out of trouble, all the tribes' army gathers, and if outside rescue cannot be reached, everyone will really have to die here.

Even he, Shang Zhen Prison, dare not say that he can escape from the siege of so many powerful people.

Shang Zhenyu shook his head.

He didn't want to put his life in the hands of others.

"The second way, take the initiative to attack." Han Muye revealed a fighting spirit.

"While those four true spirits are sealed off, let's strangle each other with all our strength."

"The human race is still killing scattered Golden Crow people, so we went straight to the place where the four true spirits were sealed off."

Han Muye's eyes shone with a faint golden light, and he took a deep breath: "If I can kill the real spirit, I am sure to step into the realm of the real spirit."