MTL - Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 646 Seizing the Sun Conference, human race?

The Sun Seizing Conference gathered the elites of the Golden Crow tribe with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

These elites are destined to fight in the Seizing the Sun Conference.

So before the conference, many people were already quietly testing all parties.

At this time, people from Zhuo Yuan's department were found.

After a few words, they began to fight.

Such scenes can be seen everywhere in the city.

"Peng—"

A tall and thin young man from Zhuo Yuanbu was punched flying, and his body fell to the ground.

The other Zhuo Yuan disciples rushed up and helped him up.

"Hmph, the Zhuo Yuan tribe, known as the largest clan in thousands of miles, is nothing more than that." The speaker was wearing a black half-armour, with a disdainful chuckle on his face.

He rubbed his arms, and glanced at the Zhuo Yuan people: "Don't save your strength, come out a strong one, and play with me."

His words made everyone in Zhuo Yuan's department look angry.

Among the few people standing in front, a young man in green armor was about to step out when he was stopped by a calm middle-aged man beside him.

"Zhuo Wu, don't stop me." The young man in Qingjia gritted his teeth, and faint Yuan Ling emerged from his body.

The eighth layer of primordial spirit.

The tall Golden Crow who challenged loudly stretched his face, stepped back slightly, and his expression turned solemn.

He himself is just a newcomer to the eighth level of Yuanling, fighting at the same level, he doesn't have much chance of winning.

What's more, there was an obvious golden light flashing in the eyes of the person opposite, because he had awakened a lot of the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline.

The Golden Crow clan has not had any naturally awakened bloodlines for eight thousand years, and the elites who came to participate in the Seizing the Sun Convention are basically no more than one hundred thousand years old, and only a small number of them have fully awakened Golden Crow bloodlines.

Most of those who have fully awakened the power of the blood are only in the Chaoyang realm, and few can enter the scorching sun, let alone the scorching sun.

Those who can condense their blood into the Realm of Lieyang must at least be strong members of the Golden Crow who have practiced for millions of years.

"Zhuo Ju, before we left, the patriarch told us that everything we do in Zhiyang City is under the responsibility of the Muye patriarch." The big man named Zhuo Wu stopped the Qingjia youth and gave a low drink.

His words made the young man named Zhuo Ju calm down, and his steps were slowly retracted.

Their appearance made the big man on the opposite side breathe a sigh of relief.

But his eyes fell on the crowd not far away, and he frowned slightly.

That person is not satisfied.

What to do?

He turned his head and looked at his family group.

"Forget it, Tong Zhao, when you come back, you still say that the wilderness is besieged to hunt and bravely destroy the human race, and that it will surely rise within a thousand years. It seems that Zhuo Yuan's department is all empty shelf—"

Among the group behind, a young man in a white robe sneered and waved his hand.

"It's gone, don't take it seriously when you meet this kind of tribe in the future, they don't have much real skills."

His words made everyone around laugh.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the ethnic groups that dare not even take on the challenge are indeed not very capable.

In a big battle, if you don't have the confidence to win, you will basically be defeated.

Such a group is nothing to worry about.

"Looking for death!" Zhuo Yuan shouted loudly, and a young man in black armor flew up and rushed forward.

Finally couldn't take it anymore?

Smiles appeared on the faces of those around.

Standing not far behind, a young man in silver armor raised his mouth.

A smile appeared on the face of the young man who was provocative just now.

The big man named Zhuo Wu sighed lightly, and was about to make a sound when he suddenly trembled.

He raised his hand and saw a golden light emerge from his palm.

"The Patriarch Muye is here."

"He asked us to call Grandma Te!"

Zhuo Wu shouted violently, and rushed out, faster than the young man who rushed forward before.

The phantom of the Nine-Layer Primordial Spirit emerged behind him, flashing a brilliant silver halo.

"Nine layers of primordial spirit!"

"Too bad!"

There was an exclamation in front of him, and there was a breath of air around him.

The elites of the Zhuo Yuan Department actually had nine levels of Yuanling directly attacking them.

Does he not hide at all?

This kind of challenge was originally intended to induce the strong among the tribes to reveal their identities and combat strength.

Zhuo Yuanbu supposedly knew the rules, why was he so reckless?

"Zhuo Yuanbu, nothing to worry about." Some of the onlookers shook their heads and whispered.

"So direct? Does the Zhuo Yuan Department have any support?" Someone's eyes fell on the Zhuo Yuan Department members who were all dispatched, and their brows were frowned.

Zhuo Yuan's overall combat power is extremely strong.

For the provocative tribe, only half of Zhuo Yuan's tribe will directly crush them.

The three powerhouses of the ninth level of Yuanling made many people secretly click their tongues.

With such strength, even if he has no chance to take the last step of the Seizing the Sun Conference, he should be able to become the top 100 or even the top 60.

It's a pity to expose it directly and undisguisedly now.

When the Seizing the Sun Conference starts, groups with similar strength to Zhuo Yuan's tribe will definitely unite, and the first one will eliminate their tribe.

"Peng—"

Zhuo Wu smashed the man with the eighth level of Yuan Ling flying in front of him with one punch, and then he stopped when he watched the opponent's group retreat and flee.

He glanced around, then let out a cold snort, and led the people from Zhuo Yuan's department away in big strides.

The Zhuo Yuan tribe plus the elites of the surrounding ethnic groups, a total of nearly a hundred people, left quickly.

"Your Majesty Yu Huan, our Tongwei Department lived up to our mission and tested the strength of the Zhuo Yuan Department." People with bruised noses and swollen faces who were beaten up by Zhuo Yuan's elites appeared from the corner of the street, and then stood in front of the young man in silver armor .

"Good job." The young man named Yu Huan nodded, raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle.

"Take it, it's for healing." As he said, he reached out and patted the shoulders of the two bowed in front of him: "Don't worry, after the Seizing of the Sun Conference starts, my Yu Cang Department will lead you forward step by step until you get the hands of seniors." True Spirit Bone."

His words made those Jinwu tribe members of the Tongwei Tribe happy.

If the prince in front of him hadn't asked them to take action, they would have troubled most of them like Zhuo Yuanbu when they were idle.

Yu Huan is one of the eldest sons of the Yu Cang tribe, which has a population of fifty million.

The Yu Cang tribe has nearly 500 elite powerhouses here this time, and they must compete for the top five or even the top three in the Yang Conference.

Among them, there are at least fifty strong ones who can obtain the real spirit bones of their predecessors.

Such a powerful force followed closely behind, even if they couldn't eat meat, they could still drink soup.

This is also the reason why they are willing to offend Zhuo Yuanbu.

After all, the Zhuoyuan tribe is just a group of hundreds of people.

Yu Huan turned and left, and the people from the Tongwei Division quietly dispersed.

"Patriarch, these people are really hateful." Han Jin, with a long sword on his back, gritted his teeth and walked out from the corner of the street.

Beside him, Han Dingyi and Mu Ziyu also looked indignant.

Han Muye waved his hand and said calmly, "Let's talk about it after the Seizing the Sun Conference starts."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Before arriving at a three-story inn, Zhuo Wu and the others were already waiting.

"I've met Patriarch Muye." Zhuo Wu and the others cupped their hands, then looked at Han Jin and Han Dingyi, and grinned.

They all trained together in the Hanshan Department and are familiar with each other.

"Brother Zhuo Wu, did you just relieve hatred?" Han Ding said with a smile.

His words made everyone laugh out loud.

The beating just now was a joy.

After laughing, Zhuo Wu's face darkened, and he looked at Han Muye: "Patriarch Han, the strength of my Zhuo Yuan tribe has been revealed in this way, and the Sun Seizing Conference later—"

Having said that, he paused and slapped his head.

The black-robed young man beside him smiled and said, "Anyway, the patriarch told us when we came here, we just go with the patriarch Muye."

The rest of Zhuo Yuan's department all nodded.

Han Muye reached out and patted the black-robed young man's shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Zhuo Que, you are also at the ninth level of Yuan Ling. If you have the Golden Crow True Spirit Bone, you will be able to step into the True Spirit within 50,000 years, right?"

His words stunned the young man named Zhuo Que.

The others also stood there in shock, looking at Han Muye.

Although the Zhuoyuan tribe is said to be within a thousand miles, there is still a gap between them and those real big tribes.

Especially for those who are close to the three major divisions, the younger generations of the clan have experienced in the three major divisions. On the front line of confrontation with the human race, their combat power and cultivation base have been honed to the peak of their ranks.

Such a person is qualified to obtain the true spirit bone.

The best achievement of the Zhuo Yuan tribe in the previous Sun Seizing Conference was that the patriarch Zhuo Yu got a piece of the bone of the predecessor's true spirit.

Seeing that everyone was a little distracted, Han Muye shook his head and walked into the inn.

"Zhuo Que, why don't you thank Patriarch Muye?" Zhuo Wu turned to look at Zhuo Que enviously, "Since Patriarch Muye mentioned the real spirit bone, he will definitely help you get the Golden Crow True Spirit Bone."

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Different ethnic groups have different preciousness of true spirit bones.

It is not particularly difficult to obtain the bones of the true spirit that are not of the beast group.

Only the bloodlines of such powerful divine beasts as the Golden Crow Phoenix and the True Spirit Realm itself are rare and extremely powerful, so it is difficult to obtain the True Spirit Bone.

Zhuo Que was reminded by Zhuo Wu, turned to look at Han Muye's back, and quickly bowed: "Thank you, Patriarch Muye."

Outsiders may not know Han Muye's strength, but how could they Jinwu people who participated in the hunting battle in the wasteland not know?

This Makino patriarch is an existence that can face the true spirit without defeat.

Han Muye settled in the inn, and asked Han Dingyi and the others to scatter out to inquire about the news.

Before going to war, knowing yourself and the enemy is the most important thing.

Although his own strength is strong, Han Muye has to make some preparations.

Sure enough, when everyone returned, the news they brought made everyone feel a little dignified.

At least three true spirit realms participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference.

Among them, there were people from Qin Wu Department and Shang Tang Department.

"Qin Nanxun and Shang Zhenyu are both in the True Spirit Realm, and the other is Zhang Jue from the Mingcheng Department."

As soon as Han Ding finished speaking, the others were a little stunned.

What kind of geniuses are those who can achieve the realm of true spirits within a hundred thousand years?

But when they looked up and saw Han Muye in front of them, everyone was dazed again.

Isn't this one in front of you a real genius?

Except for the three true spirits, there are quite a lot of other half-step true spirits and peak nine-level primordial spirits.

There are also some big clan tribes, those with a large number of people, are also listed one by one on the list.

These are still found out, and their identities have been revealed.

Maybe there are one or two true spirit realms who hide their identities.

There will only be more Yuan Ling peaks that have not been detected.

"By the way, there are also many people inquiring about you, patriarch." Han Jin said in a low voice.

"Me?" Han Muye smiled.

"It's rare that someone still pays attention to me."

This made everyone laugh out loud.

Not to mention Zhuo Yuan's department is also considered to be the majority of one party, and the strong ones will receive attention.

As for Han Muye himself, he was in charge of the Hanshan Division, and he was the first one to awaken the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline in eight thousand years.

How could such a person not be noticed?

"It's okay," Han Muye withdrew his smile, looked ahead calmly, and said calmly, "There will always be a battle in the Seizing of the Sun."

There is always a fight.

Everyone's faces turned solemn.

This battle is a battle for tempering, so why be afraid of a strong enemy?

——

Three months later, there was a roar in the sky.

The endless golden light interlaced and turned into a phantom of the golden crow covering the sky.

The Golden Crow screamed into the sky, and there was endless sadness in the voice.

Above the sky, the Great Sun Golden Crow that always illuminates the sky and the earth seems to be slightly turbulent, responding.

"The Seize the Sun Conference begins, all the clansmen who participated in the Seize the Sun Conference enter the altar—"

There was a voice in the void.

The sound is magnificent, as if the sky is shaking.

A strong man in the real spirit realm.

Presiding over such an important meeting of seizing the sun is naturally to be presided over by a strong true spirit, and there is more than one, a total of five Golden Crow powerhouses in the true spirit realm.

The five true spirits stood on one side, with an old man in a green robe in the middle, and a golden crow true spirit condensed on his head.

He is the lord of Zhiyang City, and it is said that he has reached the second turn of the true spirit.

As the sound fell, golden crow phantoms flew out one after another, rushing towards the altar in the city.

In the endless stream of light, avenues emerged, allowing everyone to fall into them.

"Hehe, there are as many as 180,000 clansmen coming to the Seizing the Sun Conference this time, which is nearly 80,000 more than the previous session. It seems that our Golden Crow clan is going to be prosperous." Standing on the top of the city, the true spirit of the Golden Crow clan The strong man smiled lightly.

This time the Seizing the Sun Conference not only had a large number of people, but also many more masters.

In the past, it would have been nice to have someone from the Real Spirit Realm to suppress the Sun Seizing Conference, but this time, it will be more than that.

"I don't know which one can win the top spot, and I don't know which tribes are in the top 100." Another strong man in the True Spirit Realm stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and said with a light smile, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Hehe, brother Ziqi, at least three people from your Ke Mu department can enter the top 100 this time, right? Ke Quan and Ke Yang are both at the peak of the ninth-level Yuanling, and that Ke Yuyuan is extremely powerful." Not far away from the True Spirit Realm The strong speak out.

During this period of time, everyone has basically figured out the strength of everyone.

Except for those groups that are not strong enough and are not particularly concerned.

The several true spirit realms all had smiles on their faces.

Presiding over such a meeting, if there are many juniors who have won the real spirit bones, and their achievements are high, it is also their honor.

Countless years later, those juniors who have stepped into the true spirit realm will bow down and salute them when they see them again.

For the Jinwu tribe, the more powerful spirits there are, the more powerful the tribe can be.

"Om—"

A long golden arrow flew in the void, and shot towards the golden crow supporting the sky.

The face of the lord of Zhiyang City who was standing in the city changed, and he reached out to grab the long arrow.

The long arrow exploded, and several messages were transmitted in it, and his complexion suddenly became gloomy.

"City Lord He, what's going on?" the Golden Crow True Spirit named Ke Ziqi said in a low voice, his eyes fell on the shattered golden long arrow.

He had seen the golden arrow before, but he had only seen it twice.

Those two times, one was a surprise attack by a 30 million army of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty of the human race, which was nearly three million miles away, and the front line urgently called for help.

The second time, eighteen true spirits of the human race mobilized and besieged and killed three powerful true spirits of the Jinwu tribe. The Qin Wu Department was enraged, and with a golden arrow, thirty true spirits were sent to intercept and kill the opponent.

This is the third time he has seen this golden arrow.

Every time the golden arrow is used, it represents a major event.

At this time, the golden arrow fell into the hands of the lord of Zhiyang City.

Could it be that something big happened in the Seizing the Sun Conference?

The other three also looked nervously at the city lord of Zhiyang City.

He Juyang, the lord of Zhiyang City, is a well-known powerhouse among the entire Golden Crow clan.

At this time, He Juyang held the golden arrow in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Humans, you have sneaked into the Seizing the Sun Conference."

Terran?

Infiltrating the Seizing the Sun Conference?

Whether it was Ke Ziqi or the others, they were all taken aback.

how is this possible?

The Seizing the Sun Conference is the inheritance meeting of the Golden Crow Clan, and one needs to have the blood of the Golden Crow to step into the altar.

The altar leads directly to the secret place of the Golden Crow Clan, and it is the most important inheritance place of the Golden Crow Clan.

Only the blood of the Golden Crow can enter such a place.

It is impossible for the human race to enter.

Not only the Jinwu clan, but other large ethnic groups have such places.

This is also the reason why the Great Wilderness clans are replaced and extinct, but the big clans will not decline.

But now, the lord of Zhiyang City said that someone had sneaked into the Sun Seizing Conference.

how can that be?

If there is such a thing, it means that the inheritance of the Jinwu clan may be destroyed by the human race, which means that the Jinwu clan has no secrets in front of the human race.

"The Shang Tang Department lost two true spirits and intercepted a team of human hunters to get this message."

He Juyang clenched the golden arrow in his hand, gritted his teeth and said.

"The human race has hunted and killed our Golden Crow people for so many years, harvested the power of the Golden Crow bloodline, and created a group of at least 100,000 fake Golden Crow people."

"The physical strength of these people has already matched the strength of our Golden Crow tribe. Before entering the secret place of the altar, they stimulated the power of the Golden Crow bloodline they carried on their bodies, avoided the detection of the bloodline, and stepped into the secret place."

He Juyang's complexion was extremely gloomy.

The altar was opened, and all the people who participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference had stepped into it.

Even if you haven't stepped into it, you can't tell who is the Golden Crow and who is the fake Golden Crow.

"Damn it!" Ke Ziqi punched down, and the stone wall in front of him shattered.

Several other true spirit realms were also full of anger.

In a blink of an eye, everyone showed panic on their faces again.

No wonder there were so many more people in this Seizing the Sun Conference.

It turned out that there were human races mixed in!

"Woo-"

In the distance, horns sounded one after another, and dozens of Golden Crows of different shapes flew towards them.

"City Lord He, the elites of our Qiyue Department who participated in the Seizing the Sun Conference were intercepted and killed. Someone pretended to be them and entered Zhiyang City. We came here because we felt the blood warning."

"City Lord He, the elites of my Baiju Division have also been intercepted!"

Bad news kept coming, and at least tens of thousands of Golden Crow elites had been intercepted.

As a result, more than half of the 180,000 elites who entered the Seizing the Sun Conference were humans.

What do these people want to do?

"Block the altar."

He Juyang drank in a low voice, raised his hand and a burst of golden light burst.

The true spirit above his head surged and turned into a shining golden light.

The golden light pressed down and suppressed the altar in front of him.

"City Lord He, all the elites of the various ministries are among them, you, you are—" Another true spirit powerhouse widened his eyes.

If the altar is directly sealed off, what will happen to the elites of the Golden Crow who step into the altar?

Their number is less than half of the human race, so they must not be able to stop the other party from attacking and killing. When the altar is opened, they still have a chance to withdraw.

Now that the altar is closed, I am afraid that all these people will die in the altar.

"Even if they all die in the altar, those human races cannot be allowed to bring out the inheritance of my Golden Crow."

He Juyang's eyes flashed a golden light, and he looked at everyone, as if the blazing sun was in the sky.

"You don't know what's in the altar."

"The True Spirit of Magnolia from the Great Xia Department came here with the strong."

magnolia.

One of the strongest true spirits of the Great Xia Department.

He Juyang's words made the faces of the surrounding people complicated.

Their clansmen are also among the altars.

But now they can't rescue them.

After the altar is opened, there are requirements for the age of the clansmen, and those who are older than the age cannot enter.

Moreover, it is useless even if you enter, there is simply not enough time to gather so many experts who can wipe out more than 100,000 strong people from the human race.

The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty has planned for so many years, and it turned out to be for the Seizing the Sun Conference!

"It depends on how many of them can survive—" He Juyang raised his head to look at the big sun on the sky, and said in a low voice, "Just look at the big sun..."

…

"Om—"

The moment Han Muye stepped into the altar, the power of the Golden Crow on his body was directly activated, turning into a golden battle armor.

He looked up and looked around with a hint of surprise on his face.

The power of death is pervasive.

If he didn't know that this was the Ruins Realm, he would have thought that this was Tianyuan.

It is impossible to have a passage between Tianyuan and Ruins.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist slightly.

"Snapped-"

A golden fist strikes out.

Sensing the power in his body, Han Muye's eyes flickered.

This is not the Great Desolation Realm.

This is not the Ruins Realm!

The world of ruins is the combination of the last remnants of the world and the will and soul of the strong, 90% of which are illusory and 10% real.

But now here, everything is real!

this is?

"Prehistoric!"

In other words, this place is a fragment of the wilderness.

There is no prehistoric power here, but it is ruled by the Golden Crow power.

This is the place where the strong of the Golden Crow tribe return to their deaths.

"Woo-"

A black zhang-high bird spread its wings and rushed towards Han Muye.

The body is black, the skeleton is visible, and the entire body has obviously been eroded by the power of death.

The bird's eyes were blood red, and it whistled with a strong wind while flying.

Without hesitation, Han Muye punched out.

"Peng—"

With one punch, the big bird's body shattered directly, turning into a black aura and dissipating.

Amidst the black aura, a faint fiery red streak of blood appeared in front of Han Muye, and he grasped it.

The blood dispersed and penetrated into the golden battle armor on his body.

The blood thread turned into a golden thread, entangled on the golden battle armor.

This is the power of the Golden Crow!

In other words, this is the proof of the power of the Golden Crow.

After accumulating enough Golden Crow power, one can step into the next level.

The Seizing the Sun Conference is to continue to attack, until they step into the place where the true spirits of the seniors of the Golden Crow Clan died.

Han Muye looked up and saw countless black figures in the distance.

"boom-"

A ray of golden light exploded, and a big man with a battle gun turned his head, glanced at Han Muye, collected five streaks of golden blood, turned and left.

Now that he wanted to collect blood as quickly as possible, Han Muye also moved and rushed towards a black cheetah.

With one palm, it hit the top of the black cheetah's head, crushing its entire body. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

This blow was simple and crisp, and it was the use of the power of the Potianquan.

Before he knew it, Han Muye had mastered this set of boxing techniques, and he was able to move his hands and feet with great strength.

"Snapped-"

The black panther gave him a streak of golden blood.

Turning around, Han Muye took a few steps when he suddenly paused.

A long arrow pierced in front of his feet, three feet into the ground.

If he hadn't stopped just now, the arrow would have pierced him.

Reaching out to grab the shaft of the arrow, Han Muye frowned.

"Human arrows?"

He raised his head and looked at the figures slowly surrounding him.

"Human race, battle formation?"

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