Chapter 1518 The Death of the Golden Crow True Spirit! (2)

Chapter 1518 The Death of the Golden Crow True Spirit! (2)

Without the cultivation he had condensed, it was naturally impossible for him to really fight someone of the same level.
The Essence Spirit shattered, and a faint purple tiger phantom emerged.
Essence Spirit level eight.
His actual cultivation was just at the eighth level of Essence Spirit.
Chao Yuhu turned around to escape, and Han Muye raised his hand for another punch.
The fist shadow transformed into a golden crow, extending its long claws and fiercely grabbing.
The giant tiger Essence Spirit behind Chao Yuhu let out a miserable cry and shattered once again.
His body also crumbled, leaving only a faint blood aura spreading out in all directions.
He turned around and saw that the hundred humans had been dealt with.
Along the way, Han Muye and his group continuously gathered members of the Golden Crow tribe, encountering several ambushes.
Fortunately, they did not encounter the human army, nor did they encounter any true experts. With Han Muye's combat strength, he could lead everyone to sweep through them.
After covering a distance of 100,000 miles, Han Muye had already gathered 3,000 members of the Golden Crow tribe, including five at the ninth layer of Essence Spirit.
"Boom—"
Ahead, a thunderous sound echoed.
Everyone's expression changed.
This sound resonated, causing ripples in the entire space.
True Spirit Realm!
"I'm Qin Nanxun from the Qin Wu Tribe. Humans have infiltrated the Golden Crow Secret Ground. We are besieged by Four True Spirit Realm experts."
The majestic voice resounded, echoing through the heavens and earth.
Whether it was Han Muye or the people behind him, their expressions changed, and many of them turned pale.
"Today, I'll self-destruct my true spirit to stall these human true spirits. Please, my fellow members of the Golden Crow tribe, quickly leave this place. The human tribe is mighty, and you cannot withstand them—"
The voice came, followed by a thunderous roar and golden light shooting into the sky.
True Spirit self-destruction!
And they were just a step too late!
"You guys leave first. I'll go take a look!" Han Muye gritted his teeth, flew up, and transformed into a golden-red sun-shaped Golden Crow.
A True Spirit Realm expert exploded in front of him, and the shock of this moment churned in his heart.
Even though he knew that this was the Ruins Realm, and that he would eventually leave, this scene profoundly refreshed his soul.
A sacrificial power that transcended time and space.
Was this the power condensed by the Golden Crow?
Sacrifice.
Golden light illuminated the entire secret ground.
The surging light screen turned into a rope that sealed off everything within a hundred miles.
The four human experts who had surrounded the Golden Crow race's true spirit were also trapped and could not come out for the time being.
He knew that this kind of lock could not last long.
He knew that this kind of lock could not last long.
Only in the face of an unstoppable force would the town be sealed.
"If you head to the Qin Wu Tribe, give this spear to Qin Yuzhu for me.
"Just say that I, Qin Nanxun, cannot marry her in this life and have become a deserter."
A war spear was thrown in front of Han Muye, and a tall young man in fiery red armor appeared.
The young man cupped his hands at Han Muye, and then a faint golden flame floated over.
Golden Crow Divine Flame.
The quality of this flame had already increased. It was not an ordinary Golden Crow Divine Flame.
Han Muye nodded and took the divine flame.
A total of 3,000 clusters.
He held the war spear and felt the surging flame power.
This battle spear was an extremely powerful treasure that contained 11 True Spirit Divine Runes.
This spear could kill True Spirits if it unleashed all its power.
Unfortunately, even with a True Weapon, it was impossible for him to challenge four True Spirit Realm experts.
"Bang!"
A rumble came from the golden chain, and cracks appeared.
The chains were about to collapse.
Han Muye raised his hand, and golden Golden Crow Divine Flames flew out.
The Golden Crow Divine Flame fused with the chains and locked the human True Spirit experts inside again.
Unfortunately, this chain was activated by Qin Nanxun's self-destruction. It was not his own combat strength and could not last long. Otherwise, if he joined forces with Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame, there was really a possibility of sealing four true spirits.
The strength of Han Muye's Golden Crow Divine Flame had already surpassed many Golden Crow True Spirit experts who had cultivated for tens of millions of years.
In the distance, a figure appeared.
They were the other human experts on guard.
Knowing that it was impossible, Han Muye did not hesitate. He bowed, held his spear, and transformed into a Golden Crow. He spread his wings and flew forward.
"Boom—"
When Han Muye flew ten thousand miles away, a heaven-shaking roar came from behind him.
The golden light that illuminated the world slowly dissipated.
The true spirit of the Golden Crow Qin Wu Tribe had died.
Han Muye didn't know how long the chains that sealed the four true spirits could last, but there were already many human experts chasing after him.
At least one of them was at the True Spirit Realm.
He no longer hesitated and quickly flew away.
"Swoosh—"
In the void, a Golden Crow shrieked.
Golden Crow True Spirit!
A golden stream of light rushed into the distance.
"Stop!"
Han Muye shouted and the Golden Crow that he had transformed into slammed into the thousand-foot-long Golden Crow.
"Get lost!"
An angry cry came from the Golden Crow. It spread its wings and slapped at Han Muye's head.
If this attack had hit its target, Han Muye's body would probably shatter.
That was an attack from the true spirit of the Golden Crow race.
Han Muye moved, and the Golden Crow he had transformed into dissipated. Then he shuttled through and dodged the attack.
A strong Golden Crow bloodline power condensed into a golden armor on his body.
The figure that he blocked turned into a young man in black armor. His expression was cold and his face was filled with anger.
"Who are you? How dare you stop me?" The young man gritted his teeth and pointed at Han Muye.
"Qin Nanxun, the True Spirit of the Qin Wu Tribe, self-destructed his True Spirit and sealed four True Spirits of the human race. If we rush over now, we can seriously injure those sealed True Spirits!" Han Muye hurriedly said.
He couldn't do it alone, but a True Spirit Realm cultivator could.
Hearing his words, the Golden Crow youth said coldly, "What's the point of fighting now?"