1528 Using the Divine Flame as the Golden Crow, Transforming into a True Spirit! (4)
Countless golden lights scattered, enveloping the human true spirit powerhouse, and then sending him flying.
On Han Muye’s body, lightning shone brightly.
The dormant lightning Dao power in the deepest part of his body awakened.
Only by achieving true spirit could he awaken more of his suppressed power.
“You, you—” Looking at Han Muye, who was covered in lightning, the True Spirit Realm human who had lost a lot of his True Spirit Realm strength was dumbfounded.
“Boom—”
Not far away, Shang Zhenyu’s fist smashed down, causing the human True Spirit holding the saber to retreat in panic.
Further away, the golden divine light carried by the Golden Crow tribe had already illuminated the heavens and earth.
The old man who was frightened away by Shang Zhenyu looked around and no longer hesitated. He shouted, “Retreat!”
The two human True Spirits fighting Zhang Chenyang followed suit and retreated.
The True Spirit, who was frightened by Han Muye’s attack, also stepped back.
Below, the human race army slowly gathered, seamlessly forming a formidable formation like a giant iron bucket.
After all, they were the human race, and the power of the army formation directly condensed into an illusory figure of a towering war general, matching the power of the four true spirit realm entities.
Whether it was Han Muye or Shang Zhenyu, in the face of such power, they could only stand cautiously in their original positions.
No one could withstand the attack of this war general, combining the power of four true spirits and tens of thousands of armies.
Fortunately, Han Muye defeated two true spirits of the human race realm just now, making them severely injured and unable to recover for 100,000 years.
And the shattered true spirits were basically impossible to restore.
They could never return to the realm of true spirits in this lifetime.
Done for.
“We won…” Watching the human army slowly retreat, Shang Zhenyu whispered.
“Yeah, indeed, that was close.” Zhang Chenyang said, his gaze falling on Han Muye beside him.
If it weren’t for Han Muye defeating two true spirits, they would probably be the ones defeated today.
1528 Using the Divine Flame as the Golden Crow, Transforming into a True Spirit! (4)
Countless golden lights scattered, enveloping the human true spirit powerhouse, and then sending him flying.
On Han Muye’s body, lightning shone brightly.
The dormant lightning Dao power in the deepest part of his body awakened.
Only by achieving true spirit could he awaken more of his suppressed power.
“You, you—” Looking at Han Muye, who was covered in lightning, the True Spirit Realm human who had lost a lot of his True Spirit Realm strength was dumbfounded.
“Boom—”
Not far away, Shang Zhenyu’s fist smashed down, causing the human True Spirit holding the saber to retreat in panic.
Further away, the golden divine light carried by the Golden Crow tribe had already illuminated the heavens and earth.
The old man who was frightened away by Shang Zhenyu looked around and no longer hesitated. He shouted, “Retreat!”
The two human True Spirits fighting Zhang Chenyang followed suit and retreated.
The True Spirit, who was frightened by Han Muye’s attack, also stepped back.
Below, the human race army slowly gathered, seamlessly forming a formidable formation like a giant iron bucket.
After all, they were the human race, and the power of the army formation directly condensed into an illusory figure of a towering war general, matching the power of the four true spirit realm entities.
Whether it was Han Muye or Shang Zhenyu, in the face of such power, they could only stand cautiously in their original positions.
No one could withstand the attack of this war general, combining the power of four true spirits and tens of thousands of armies.
Fortunately, Han Muye defeated two true spirits of the human race realm just now, making them severely injured and unable to recover for 100,000 years.
And the shattered true spirits were basically impossible to restore.
They could never return to the realm of true spirits in this lifetime.
Done for.
“We won…” Watching the human army slowly retreat, Shang Zhenyu whispered.
“Yeah, indeed, that was close.” Zhang Chenyang said, his gaze falling on Han Muye beside him.
If it weren’t for Han Muye defeating two true spirits, they would probably be the ones defeated today.
