Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Liaoyuan Tianbing is a tyrannical soldier who wears battle armor, holds soldiers in his hands, and forms a battle formation with the power of blood.

The battle armor on these soldiers can withstand the power of the beasts, and the soldiers in their hands can even hurt the beasts.

A single soldier may not be the enemy of the beasts, as long as they form a battle formation, even the beasts will have to run.

There are a thousand such heavenly soldiers in Liaoyuan City.

It was twenty years ago that Han Muye gathered all the god tattoo masters in the entire wasteland to refine battle armor and soldiers, and only now did he have such a large army.

Millions of heavenly soldiers are the strongest support of Liaoyuan City.

In addition to the millions of heavenly soldiers, there are more than 80 million Liaoyuan legions.

One million people make up an army, among which there are both powerful beasts and monster war cavalry.

Three billion human races, with all their strength, supported eighty million legions, sitting in the entire wasteland.

Of course, relying on the resources on the wasteland alone is not enough to support them.

As early as ten years ago, Mount Butai's road through the mountain was opened.

The 100-foot-wide avenue stretches for 100,000 miles, including dozens of mountains.

When the road leads to the wilderness and everyone faces the prosperous prehistoric hinterland, they all boil.

It's just that in the next moment, they need to face the siege of the beasts and the human race outside the wasteland.

Zhu Rong had no choice but to personally sit in town and kill ten divine beasts alone at the end of the avenue, paving the way with the blood of the divine beasts.

The sky collapsed and the earth fell apart in that battle, and the barren army gathered, and almost killed a river of blood within a radius of 30,000 miles outside Mount Butai.

In the end, dozens of prehistoric and high-ranking divine beasts appeared, and an army of millions of people approached.

However, relying on Mount Butai, Tiancangmu, who has the overlord level, is intimidating, and the allied forces of beasts and humans dare not rush into Mount Butai.

In the end, the two sides made peace and signed a contract, and the army of the wilderness would not have a radius of one hundred thousand miles.

One hundred thousand miles was enough for the wilderness humans at that time.

A steady stream of refining items were sent out in the wilderness, and trading places were opened everywhere in this land of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Portable utensils, practical refining items, all kinds of swords, battle armor, more daily necessities, and even various objects with seals and divine patterns.

There is a divine pattern, a fire knife that can be ignited at any time.

There is a half-way divine pattern, which can attract water swords from clear springs when water is needed.

The two-foot wooden clogs that allow people to cross rivers are depicted with water and cloud god patterns.

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All kinds of items in the wasteland that changed the daily life of the prehistoric people and even other ethnic groups were dumped in batches.

No race can resist the allure of lightness and simplicity.

The most important thing is that you only need to take out some not-so-precious ore spirit materials to exchange them.

In ten years, not only the wasteland, but almost the entire prehistoric land, all human races and beast races, have changed their appearance.

For example, wearing animal skins and teeth in the past symbolized bravery, but now, only the toughest weapons and the strongest armor are the symbols of the strong.

In the past, food, clothing, housing and transportation were all in the most primitive state, but now there are gorgeous clothes, delicious food, and what they live in is no longer a stone house, but a palace, a big house.

As for travel, in addition to various means of transportation for carving divine patterns, it is more about domesticating monsters.

The monsters domesticated in the wasteland are then sold to the hinterland of the prehistoric wasteland, and the monsters domesticated in the wasteland are formed into a huge business group, which is rented and sold everywhere.

In just ten years, the original 100,000-mile boundary between the wasteland and the prehistoric hinterland has disappeared.

But no one really pursued these.

From the perspective of the beasts and humans outside the wasteland, this is the assimilation of the human race in the wasteland.

As for Liaoyuan City in the wasteland, every day it transforms a huge amount of resources into its own power, and there is no time to think about it.

The ores, spiritual materials, food, and various materials transported from outside the wasteland will be woven into fine cloth, forged into refined spiritual materials, processed into various grains, and then distributed to various cities.

Those cities and the surrounding human races began to refine armor and soldiers, cut and sew clothes, and then sent the finished products to Liaoyuan City.

A wasteland turned into a huge machine, running non-stop.

In ten years, the entire prehistoric world has been changed.

Of course, it's not just the human race that has changed in the past ten years, but also the beast race.

Twenty years ago, Han Muye reunited with Lei Hai, so that the prehistoric beasts could attract Lei Jie.

Afterwards, the souls of the millions of beasts in the God-killing Spear returned and returned to their origins from heaven and earth.

Since then, the origin of the prehistoric world has become so rich and complete that it is unimaginable.

In the past twenty years, countless divine beasts have stirred up the thunder in the sea of ​​thunder, and they have survived thunder calamities one after another.

Every time the catastrophe is passed, for the gods and monsters, it is the agglomeration and purity of the original source, and it is the promotion of strength, and for the prehistoric world, it is the collection of the original source.

In the process of purifying the origin of those divine beasts and monsters, a large part will be absorbed by heaven and earth.

What's more, crossing the catastrophe is risky.

Those divine beasts and monsters whose bodies were crushed by the thunder robbery naturally also directly fed back to the world.

Generally speaking, today's Great Desolation has undergone great changes.

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Liaoyuan City.

In a huge palace-like building, people come and go in the empty hall.

Each of these people is a divine pattern master, they are proficient in all kinds of divine pattern seal carving, and can make all kinds of weapons and armor.

This is almost the core location of Liaoyuan City.

Countless battle armor soldiers are refined from here every day.

At this time, in the deepest part of the hall, in the quiet room where Han Muye lived, Zhu Rong was sitting opposite, and two figures were sitting below.

Of these two figures, one is Chongyun Tianque, who looks like a girl, and the other is an old man with white beard, wearing a gray robe and covering his hair.

"Master Han, the Chongyun Tianmagpie clan, and the priests of the Jiuli Human Race came here for the Tianyuan Holy Assembly in the hinterland of the wilderness."

Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye with a trace of solemnity on his face.

"Is it the Heavenly Origin Sacred Society where the overlord must come out in a million years?" Han Muye nodded, looking down at the two people below.

"So, the Chongyun Tianmagpie clan wants to have another overlord this time?"

Chongyun Tianmagpie is not considered powerful in the bird clan, but there are two overlords in the clan, who can shake the prehistoric world.

If another overlord emerges this time, it will be a truly prosperous age for the Chongyun Tianmagpie clan.

But with the strength of their family, the chances of becoming the overlord in the holy meeting are very slim.

This is also the reason why Chongyun Tianmagpie came.

"Master Han, you can just call me Yunling." At this moment, the overlord of the Chongyun Tianmagpie clan, the little girl who had fought Han Muye in Mount Butai, looked extremely respectful.

This is the respect that power brings.

Whether it's Han Muye, Zhu Rong, or the entire wasteland human race, now they all have the strength that a group of divine beasts dare not underestimate.

"I respect the Yuntianmagpie clan and wish to form an alliance with Liaoyuan City." Yun Ling looked at Zhu Rong, and then at Han Muye.

"We hope that Liaoyuan City can participate in the holy meeting."

Hearing Yun Ling's words, Zhu Rong's eyes shone brightly.

The Tianyuan Holy Meeting has obtained the origin of heaven and earth, and stepped into the overlord level. This is the ultimate holy meeting that has only happened in millions of years in the prehistoric.

The wilderness people have never had such an opportunity.

It would be an incomparable honor for him, Zhu Rong, to lead the prehistoric human race to participate in such a holy meeting.

Zhu Rong turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's expression didn't change, he just turned his head to look at the old man in Jiuli City.

"I don't know what the reason for the arrival of the envoy from Jiuli City is also this holy meeting?"

Hearing Han Muye's question, the white-bearded old man nodded, with a smile on his face, and held a pale golden scroll in front of Han Muye.

Han Muye took the scroll, his eyes flickered with deepness.

Something from Shenyuan Tiangong.

This is a call letter for conquering the wilderness, written with divine lines.

As long as you are willing to participate in the attack on the Great Wilderness Realm, follow the instructions in this solicitation letter, go to the gathering place, and then become a member of the Great Wilderness Attack.

After signing the contract and stepping through the wilderness, you can use the original transformation method to leave the world of ruins and practice in the world of gods.

"This is the call letter from Shenyuan Tiangong. Countless beasts have already gone to the wilderness. They have personally tested it. This is not a fake."

"This time, Shenyuan Tiangong will gather tens of millions of prehistoric troops to enter the Great Desolate Ruins Realm through the sacred meeting held once in a million years."

The old man in Jiuli City looked at Han Muye solemnly.

"Mr. Han, you should be the one that Shenyuan Tiangong summoned to fight against them, right?"

The old man had a smile on his face.

Han Muye's eyes turned to the old man, his soul power flashed, and he nodded.

The person in front of him turned out to be a practitioner outside the Honghuang Ruins Realm.

Those who can enter the world of Honghuang Ruins are at least in the realm of immortals. After entering it, their strength is suppressed and their lives are miserable.

Many of the human cities in the prehistoric hinterland were built by people from outside the prehistoric ruins.

It's just that in a place where divine beasts are rampant, the strength of these human races is still weak enough.

Even the old man in the Immortal Venerable Realm in front of him could barely fight a low-level divine beast in the wild.

Especially now that the power of the earth is more stable and the suppression is stronger.

"With the help of Mr. Han and Liaoyuan City, some friends and I have improved a lot in strength now."

The old man seemed to see what Han Muye was thinking, and with a smile on his face, he took out a long knife.

This is the main weapon of Liaoyuan City, and it is the best-selling weapon in the wild, with tens of thousands of weapons sold almost every day.

However, what the old man was holding was not an ordinary long knife, the divine pattern on this handle was carved by Han Muye himself.

This knife is the top real weapon outside the prehistoric world, and it is the top magic weapon with stable origin.

Only when the divine pattern is combined with the original and stable weapon can such a long knife appear.

"The poor Dao Zhuolang, who achieved the position of Immortal Venerable before the Nineteen Calamities, had to flee to Honghuangxu Realm because he offended a certain powerful person on the Zhoutian battlefield."

"In the past countless years, most of the practitioners who came from the world of ruins came here because they could not survive in the Zhoutian battlefield or in the world of gods."

There was a trace of emotion on Zhuolang Xianzun's face.

Although Honghuang is good, it is difficult to leave after coming here. Coupled with the suppression of the original power, without the strength of calling the wind and rain, it is really difficult for the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Han Muye reached out to take the long knife in Zhuolang Immortal Venerable's hand, waved it lightly, and a faint spiritual light covered it quietly.

"This knife is indeed made by myself. In the hands of Immortal Venerable Realm, it can be used as a war beast."

"It seems that you are allies of Kunpeng and the others." Han Muye handed back the long saber and looked at Immortal Zhuolang.

His words made Zhuolang Immortal's face stiff, and then he smiled wryly.

"How are we qualified to be Kunpeng's allies?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Han Muye, his eyes were full of light.

"Pindao is curious, what is the origin of the fellow Taoist, and even Kunpeng is an ally with you."

"Also, those means of changing the prehistoric world, the poor have never seen it before."

Never seen it, normal.

If you became enlightened before the nineteenth calamity, and then entered the world of the ruins, you would naturally not have seen these methods of refining weapons and alchemy.

"If the Immortal Venerable comes out of the Ruins Realm, maybe he will be able to know my name, Han Muye." Han Muye looked calm.

"I also understand why Shenyuan Tiangong dare not face me directly."

Shenyuan Tiangong dare not face it directly!

These words made Zhuolang Xianzun startled.

It wasn't that he was chased and persecuted by Shenyuan Tiangong, but that Shenyuan Tiangong didn't dare to face him directly!

Outside the Ruins Realm, did such a character really appear?

"The reason why the Immortal came here is to find out about me?" Han Muye said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Things other than Honghuang have nothing to do with Honghuang.

In the prehistoric period, we only talk about prehistoric things.

"Of course it's not for this reason." Immortal Master Zhuolang shook his head, and took back the long knife handed by Han Muye, "We came here to help form an alliance with Liaoyuan City."

Alliance?

Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye.

Jiuli City is a big city in the wild, with at least 300 million people.

If such a group can form an alliance with the wasteland, it will be the first step for the people of the wasteland to enter the hinterland of the wilderness.

"What do you want us to pay?" Han Muye didn't seem to care about the alliance, his expression was a little cold.

Zhuolang Xianzun seemed to have expected it, nodded and said: "It's very simple, we want Liaoyuan City to help us Jiuli City get a chance to become the overlord of the wild during the holy meeting."

In the past, there were no more than seven or eight overlords at a time in the Tianyuan Saint Association, and each of them had a powerful group behind them.

The human race has never been the overlord during the Tianyuan Holy Meeting.

Immortal Zhuo Lang finished speaking and looked at Han Muye.

There was a hint of eagerness on Zhu Rong's face.

"Master Han..."

Han Muye waved his hands and turned his head to look forward: "Our wasteland human race will participate in the holy meeting this time, and we will do our best to help the human race and the Chongyun Tianmagpie family during the holy meeting."

"However, you also know that we have many allies in Liaoyuan City. Who among them will become the overlord in the end depends on your efforts."

There are many allies.

Immortal Zhuo Lang was taken aback by Han Muye's words, and disappointment flashed across his face.

Chongyun Tianmagpie nodded calmly.

She knew the power Han Muye controlled, and almost all the birds and beasts in the wild were allies of Liaoyuan City.

"Okay, as long as Liaoyuan City participates in the holy meeting, our Jiuli City will form an alliance." Zhuolang Immortal Venerable left such a promise when he left.

After sending them off, Zhu Rong returned to Han Muye.

"Master Han, this is a good opportunity for the rise of the race." Zhu Rong looked at Han Muye and said in a deep voice.

As long as the human race can have one or two overlords, their status in the prehistoric world will suddenly be different.

Zhu Rong was born in the prehistoric, and he can clearly see the rules in the prehistoric.

Respect strength.

A group with an overlord is the strongest in the world, and no one dares to disrespect it.

"You really want to form an alliance with Liaoyuan City when you consider Jiuli City?" Han Muye shook his head.

He had already seen some pictures from the long knife just now.

"They are our enemies..."