Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1522 Half-step True Spirit! Condensing the True Spirit Bone! (2)

The humans had set up two True Spirits here!

With 30,000 troops and two True Spirits, they could definitely kill 3,000 Golden Crows and one True Spirit.

The reason for waiting until now must be to attract more members of the Golden Crow Clan.

Fortunately, this time Han Muye decided to mobilize the entire army, otherwise, the Golden Crow Clan members who came to rescue a little at a time would undoubtedly be continuously killed.

When the 30,000-foot Golden Crow arrived, everyone realized that the human army here was not 30,000, but 40,000.

As expected, this was a siege.

Using a True Spirit as bait, and forcing the Golden Crow Clan to rescue.

The 30,000-strong army surrounded the 3,000 Golden Crows, trapping their True Spirits.

The other 10,000 troops resisted the 3,000 Golden Crow experts who came to rescue them.

All 3,000 members of the Golden Crow Clan were experts at the eighth and ninth levels. The 10,000 human army formed a battle formation which condensed into a giant bear phantom, swinging its fists to block everyone in front.

This was the power of a battle formation.

10,000 soldiers could block 3,000 Golden Crow experts.

Even though the battle formation was obviously precarious, it held up through constant repairs.

As long as they dealt with the trapped 3,000 Golden Crows, the 30,000-strong army would be able to kill all 3,000 Golden Crow experts.

Although the Golden Crow race was strong individually, it was a pity that they did not have any formation methods and fought alone.

Han Muye's gaze landed on the two true spirits fighting Shang Zhenyu and Zhu Chenyang of the Golden Crow Tribe.

It was not the four True Spirits that were suppressed, nor the two True Spirits that were chasing after Zhang Yu.

From the looks of it, there were eight True Spirit Realm experts here.

This number was truly terrifying.

The power of the human race had reached such a level!

"Charge into the formation with me!"

Now was not the time for sentiment. As the Golden Crow descended, all the elite members of the Golden Crow Clan in black armor had their bloodline power boiling.

Along the way, Han Muye used the power of the Scorching Sun Golden Crow to stimulate their bloodline power, making each of them immersed in the joy of bloodline power enhancement.

"Boom—"

Han Muye took the lead. He rushed to the silver-armored battle formation and threw a punch.

Above the silver-armored battle formation, a huge dragon phantom appeared, and its claws slapped towards Han Muye's fist.

"Bang!"

Han Muye was knocked back a hundred feet.

This was the terrifying aspect of human battle formations.

It could gather the power of tens of thousands of troops to impact higher-level opponents.

lightsnοvεl Han Muye knew that this kind of power would ultimately become the mainstream of cultivation in the world.

In later generations, there was no longer room for the inheritance of divine beast bloodlines.

In the future, he had also led countless sword cultivators to challenge the heavens with the power of the sword formation.

In this Ruins Realm, whether it was the Golden Crow Clan, other races, or divine beasts in the Great Desolate, were they all probably continuing their last glory?

After the Great Desolate, the humans became the masters of cultivation.

Han Muye looked up at the gray sky, and his heart fluctuated for a moment.

Since he had chosen the identity of the Golden Crow Clan in this world, he would let the power of the Golden Crow Clan's bloodline burst forth in this deserted realm and make the bloodline power shine!

"Boom—"

On his body, the Golden Crow divine flame and bloodline power intertwined, turning into a golden battle armor.

The realization in his heart made the power on his body seem to be sublimating.

The entire place seemed to be shaking.

This was a kind of mysterious interweaving of power!

At that moment, all the Golden Crows felt as though their bloodline powers had been enhanced.

In front, golden divine light appeared outside the bodies of the two Golden Crow True Spirits that were fighting the human True Spirits.

This power made all the members of the Golden Crow Clan even more powerful.

Everyone was surprised at where this power came from. No one knew that it was related to Han Muye.

Han Muye took a deep breath, not caring about how surprised the Golden Crow Clan members were. The golden light erupting from his body became even more brilliant, and he struck another fist.

"Golden Crow, break through the sky—"

Heaven-Breaking Fist!

A 100-foot-tall Golden Crow phantom appeared and waved its claws. The world in front of it seemed to be torn apart.

The Golden Crow's body turned into tens of millions and crashed into the surroundings.

"Boom—"

The body of the dragon on the human battle formation was enveloped by the Golden Crow.

The Golden Crow transformed into golden flames that entangled the dragon.

In that instant, all the soldiers in the human army formation below the seventh level of the Essence Spirit trembled all over.

This was a sign of insufficient strength.

The power of Han Muye's punch had already affected the foundation of the formation.

The main focus of the 40,000-strong army was to surround and kill the 3,000 Golden Crows. The power they could use to resist Han Muye and the others was limited.

"Kill—"

With a high shout, Han Muye led more than 30,000 elite members of the Golden Crow Clan and rushed towards the breach in the formation caused by his punch.

In front, someone in the formation shouted, and the formation rapidly changed.

More formations surged towards Han Muye and his group.

Suddenly, the defensive power here increased significantly.

The footsteps of Han Muye and his group trying to break through were instantly blocked.

This way, the three thousand Golden Crows who were about to collapse had a chance to catch their breath.

"Kill him." A low growl rang out from the void of space.

It was the True Spirit realm expert who fought with Shang Zhenyu.

"Mind your own business!" Shang Zhenyu snorted coldly. The Golden Crow flapped its wings and grabbed down.

In the Golden Crow's phantom, a layer of golden light shrouded him, holding a golden long saber in his hand, continuously waving it.

Behind the True Spirit of the Human Clan, there were two streams of divine light. One was the eighth-level Essence Spirit of the Golden Crow Clan, and the other was a golden serpent True Spirit.

The power of the golden serpent True Spirit seemed to be afraid of the Golden Crow's power, but the Human Clan True Spirit held a golden war hammer in his hand, with at least 20 divine patterns appearing on the war hammer.