Chapter 466: Bone of the Bone God, Mu Yi's Advancement

"What's the situation now? Tiannu Ba rushes into Tushen Mountain, what happens next?"

"Don't squeeze. I looked vaguely at the green sun she transformed into, sinking in the gap in the valley, motionless, and I don't know what she is doing."

"The same goes for the God of Desolation. It seems that after recovering from the split body, the battle only lasted a dozen rounds. Why did it all stop? The imaginary world-shattering battle seems to be unworthy of the name..."

There are still many people gossiping.

They didn't dare to look closer, so they could only take a few surprised glances from a distance.

And there is no obvious reason for this. Under the itching and unbearable, some people are impatient, while others are mature and cautious.

Five hours.

For five hours, Tushen Mountain was completely silent.

Finally, Qingri and Huangguang, who were entangled together, separated quietly.

Among them, Huang Guang kicked off the ground and rushed out of the territory of the Tushen Mountain without choosing a path, and rushed into the distance in a rather embarrassing manner:

“I will come back again!”

"Headless Evil Goddess, wait, I must let grandpa beat the crap out of you!"

The Araragi ant - he bravely said a harsh word and ran away in a mess.

This period of His mental fluctuations roared across the heaven and earth like a war drum, and His shouts echoed even hundreds or thousands of miles away.

Then...it exploded!

People who were patiently waiting for the outcome of the divine battle immediately used various communication methods to share first-hand battle reports.

In a short while, the noise spread for tens of thousands of miles. Some barbarian saints raised their heads and let out long wolf howls. There were also demon saints with their tails between their legs and their heads pulled back, walking through the tropical rain forest as if on thin ice.

"Report! Great victory in the first battle of Sun Abyss!"

"Tiannu Ba just made a comeback and easily came out on top!"

"The Ararat Wood Ants fled away, mentioning 'Grandpa', it is suspected that there is a more powerful God of Desolation lurking in the barren tomb!"

From saints to mortals, they speak with great passion and excitement.

In all the heavens and worlds, the fetuses of the gods are as few as stars, and they have always been rare.

The wild wood ants invaded the Earth God Mountain, killed the White Bone God, and then occupied an area, causing a loss of life and a lot of resentment among the people.

Today, He suffered retribution!

The evil god still needs to be tempered by the evil god. Although Tiannu Ba is the god of the underworld, her reputation in ancient times is far-reaching and she has a shocking influence and deterrence among the supreme ethnic group. With this result, the fierce flames will not be reduced as before!

"Congratulations to the God of the Sun, congratulations to the God of the Sun!"

"Tushen Mountain, one of the eight mountains, is the most beautiful place after Mu Shenshan!"

"Although his front legs were damaged by the Great Desolation God, his spirit is severely disabled."

"But after two or three epochs, life will return, and billions of creatures can be hatched here again."

"In the introduction period, the lord of a mountain can be compared with the lord of all living beings; the king of a mountain can be as proud as the gods and the wind and the moon!"

The envoy stationed in Jukun Valley, the Holy King-level "Thirty-six-Star Ladybug King", greeted the bone ship flatteringly.

It didn't know where it got a 60,000-year-old holy medicine. It treated it as a congratulatory gift, handed it to it respectfully, and bowed down before bowing down.

"Congratulations to the Hanbao clan."

"Now that the Great Wilderness God has fled, and the Earth God Mountain is under the supervision of the Goddess Ba, we can also go back and resume our lives with the Wood God."

Lingyao and Lingshuo clasped their fists and politely left.

Mie Quan smiled playfully. After seeing these creatures leaving, he waved his hand and the bone ship accelerated and landed directly inside the Earth God Mountain.

"Ancestor, is everything okay?"

Buddhist songs and morning dew came closer with a smile.

The Goddess Ba took over the divine body of the Aragwood Ant for five hours.

Over the years, at least 30% to 40% of the source of life that has been refined by taking away the natural vitality of Tushen Mountain has been integrated into the body of the ancestor.

This kind of pure, refined energy is undoubtedly the best medicine for the severely injured Tiannu Ba.

If the bones of the White Bone God are added to it, maybe a head can be regenerated.

Once the perfect body of the ancient universe is completely restored, the Hanba clan will return to immortality. The heavens will be immortal and the sun will not be defeated. Such glory is not far away.

"Crash!!"

The goddess Ba held up a green curtain to cover the Earth God Mountain again.

After casting the spell, he jumped into a deep pit, and with a horrifying friction sound, a broken divine corpse was dragged up by him.

"boom!"

The corpse hit the ground, kicking up tons of dust.

Ye Hanjun held back the tears flowing from his eyes and glanced at the corpse.

Its bones are as white as a fish maw, crystal clear and pure.

The rich divine fluctuations adhere to every inch of the bones, and the hard texture cannot be destroyed by the Holy King.

"The Bone God..."

Mang Hao, Yin Lao, and Yang Lao sighed softly.

There were originally two major groups of gods in Tushen Mountain.

In the earliest times, the first clan of gods was the corpse-sacrifice lineage, the ancestor of Mang Hao.

When the guardian gods of the corpse-sacrifice lineage died, the Bone Clan emerged and seized the honor of being the first divine clan in Tu Shen Mountain.

Since ancient times, although there have been frictions between the two families, they have been more fettered.

Whether it is the Corpse Sacrifice lineage or the Bone Bones lineage, frequent intermarriage has already seen each other as their own.

"It's pitiful to the Baigu clan. They were born brilliant, but their decline was so sudden."

"If the Bone God hadn't sacrificed his life to fight against the Great Desolation God, even one-third of our tribe wouldn't have been able to escape from the Earth God Mountain..."

Yin Lao and Yang Lao bowed deeply.

Mang Hao also put his palms on his chest, exercising the utmost courtesy.

Mie Quan, Fo Ge, Chao Lu, Yang Qi, Shi Ju, Shi Li, and Lie Xinxin watched silently.

When their eyes can no longer bear the horrible fluctuations of the divine nature, they will turn their heads away and close their eyes to rest.

"Ancestor, these bones seem to have been robbed of a lot of vitality by the wild wood ants..."

"I wonder if the godhead of the underworld has been preserved? As far as that wild wood ant is concerned, it may not have mastered the method of condensing and stagnating the godhead..."

"..."

The goddess Ba stood still, only reaching one hand into the corpse to explore.

After a long time, He stood up, looking at the sky with his empty neck:

"It is not in the corpse, and has initially returned to nature."

"However, the spirit-absorbing strange wood of the wild wood ants has the characteristics of sealing and plundering."

"The fragments of the godhead are scattered in this world. With some effort, I can piece it all together..."

As she said, the goddess Ba pointed a finger.

The light of the glass flashed, and a shiny irregular fragment quietly floated on His fingertips.

"Huh! That's great!"

Miequan breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly:

"Please cast a spell to help me seize the godhood of the underworld!"

"My hope of attaining enlightenment depends entirely on the care of the ancestor!"

Tiannu Ba nodded her neck and said to herself:

"It is not a trivial matter to condense the godhood."

"I need two hundred years to complete this task with all my strength."

"In addition, I want nine-tenths of the corpse of the White Bone God."

"The remaining tenth, you can divide it among you. It will be beneficial to practice the way of the underworld together."

"Yes!"

Miequan and Muyi responded respectfully.

Then, in full view of the crowd, Miequan, who was half a step away from becoming a god, stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

A white bone over a hundred meters long was carried on his shoulder like a mace, and the heavy aura comparable to that of a mountain made him grimace.

"My goodness, a lot of divinity has been lost, but it is still so magical."

"As expected of the Hades Conferred God who specializes in the Way of Skeletons, the hardness of the bones in his prime is probably a little stronger than that of the ancestor."

Mie Quan tried to pinch it and found it was hard.

He bit it with his teeth again, and soon he rubbed his cheeks, his face twitching and said:

"I have cultivated to the pseudo-god realm. It doesn't matter whether I absorb it or not, or whether I refine it or not."

"It's better to use it as a weapon. If you hit it unexpectedly, the other half-step Conferred Gods will surely suffer."

"Third brother, you are blessed."

"Absorb the nutrients in the bones, and you will definitely reach the holy perfection."

"When I obtain the godhood and retreat to prove the way, you may be able to reach the half-step Conferred God."

"In this way, my Hanba clan has never been in a period of transition, hehe."

"Bang!"

Mu Yi picked a slightly smaller bone, pressed the corpse claw on it, and carefully experienced the fluctuation of divinity in it.

After a long time, his eyes were shining. Although he didn't say anything, his expression and actions had already shown that the gods should not be underestimated.

"Ah? Do I have a share?"

The Flame Wood Guardian Onion hugged a piece of bone residue that was stuffed by Miequan, scratched the red onion on his head, and said in fear:

"Xiaocong, I practice the way of monsters, and I also have the way of flames."

"This bone-like divine object seems useless in my hand..."

"Useless? Then use it for decoration!"

"The ancestor took us out hunting, and everyone who saw it always had a share."

"If you can't get any benefits, then it's a waste of time, right? That's too boring."

Miequan was very enthusiastic, Ye Liuying, Jinwu, Liesheng... all had a share.

Even Guagua had a share. Although it was only the size of a human fingernail, Guagua held it in his arms like a lump of iron, making it sway and almost fall to the ground.

"Wow, it feels so good to have a big boss protecting me..."

Liehyanmu Shoucong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were still tearful:

"It's a pity that Xiaocong doesn't have divinity. This thing is heavy, hot, and dazzling."

"God-killing Shura, please keep it for me, I'll ask you to return it later."

Hearing this, Ye Hanjun, who was staring at the bone in front of him in a daze, came back to his senses.

He waved his hand and rejected Liehyanmu Shoucong's proposal.

There are few space props in the world that can carry objects with strong divine fluctuations.

Ye Hanjun tried it just now, and the only place on his body that can accommodate a piece of the bone of the White Bone God is the Dharma Heaven and Earth corresponding to the Ten Kings of Hell.

But doing so will overclock the flesh and blood furnace, and he will be like taking a magic elixir, his cheeks are flushed, and his spirit is particularly excited.

"Fushan, I reward you, hold it in your mouth for fun."

Ajifula kicked, and a bone more than ten meters long was thrown in front of the fierce beast Fushan.

"Roar, roar, roar! Roar, roar!"

Thanks to the simultaneous promotion effect of the Slave of Lust, Fushan, like the Wing of Terror, has long been the king of holy beasts with the most perfect saints.

It smelled the bone stick and retreated dozens of steps in fear.

After secretly observing and finding that the bone stick was terrifying but not too murderous, it slowly bit it in its mouth.

After a while, Fushan had the first toy in his life.

The bone of the White Bone God, used as a teething stick, if outsiders were to watch, they would definitely be shocked.

"The little succubus is generous, worthy of being the daughter of the Seven Sins Demon God."

Mie Quan gave a thumbs up and praised happily:

"Do you want another one? You are one of the few contract partners who have divinity and can better resist the pressure of the White Bone God."

"Why do I want it? Grind it up and make beauty ointment?"

Akifla rolled her eyes at Miequan, and was busy trimming her nails. Her pretty face showed no greed:

"Just see the world. Spirit objects that are not suitable for me are useless."

"Besides, this was taken by the God of Drought. I didn't contribute anything. I feel ashamed to accept it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you have personality."

"Little succubus, I'm optimistic about you!"

Miequan laughed loudly, and suddenly led everyone back to the bone ship:

"Okay, okay, let's camp at the border of Tushen Mountain and wait quietly for the ancestor to cast a spell."

"If there are creatures from the outside world trying to break through this green curtain, if the first warning doesn't work, just kill them directly, without any worries."

Ye Hanjun and Mang Hao nodded in response.

Two hundred years, not long, not short.

Silently dormant, secretly supported by the Lord of the Catastrophe Crow, although there are concerns in his heart, it is difficult to intervene.

Ajifla is a guaranteed demigod, and what she lacks is time, so Ye Hanjun doesn't need to worry about it either.

Juexian likes different environments to comprehend new music.

Tushen Mountain is new here, and it looks like the suffering of the world, which is just what it wants.

And Muyi - if he successfully obtains the divine bone, he will naturally impact the state of perfection of the Supreme Saint. As long as he concentrates on it, this step will come naturally.

Guagua, Huazhu, and E Daxian, who have achieved minor perfection of the Supreme Saint.

Whether you are playful or love fighting, there are so many opponents here, and it is no problem to change your ways every day, and your life is visibly fulfilled.

As for Lanqi, Qixiong... these three little guys are more troublesome.

Since they have been favored by the Law of Laziness, their core personality has transformed into four words.

Lion Xiaolan sleeps all day and night, and no matter how Yang Xiaoqi and Snake Xiaoxiong kick and bite, it will not pay attention.

Helplessly, Snake Xiaoxiong takes on the mission of the leader.

It will fight with Yang Xiaoqi, spar with the descendants of the Hanba clan, and spar with Mang Hao. It will be covered with wounds again and again, but it will also be full of energy again and again.

…

The second era of the new universe, the 2350th year.

Mu Yi broke through the barrier and regained the perfection of the saint.

On this day, the bloody light from the sky actually impacted the green curtain to swing back and forth.

Sitting on the skeleton altar, Mu Yi slowly opened the single eye on his forehead.

In an instant, the dazzling fierce light burned the world, and the majesty was so great that Yin Lao and Yang Lao turned their heads and dared not look directly at him.

"Good."

The goddess Ba wandering around the four corners of Tushen Mountain cast a spiritual sight.

After seeing through Mu Yi's full flesh and blood soul, He conveyed a ray of relief and then disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, you have stood at the pinnacle of the Supreme Saint twice. Third brother, if a false god rushes towards you now, are you sure you can kill it like a chicken?"

Mie Quan, who was sitting cross-legged beside Mu Yi, looked up to the sky and roared, even happier than Gua Gua.

Hearing this, Mu Yi was indifferent, still immersed in the feeling after the blood shackles were broken, muttering to himself:

"After two ascensions, the blood that was sealed earlier has merged..."

"My divinity seems to have doubled, infinitely close to the half-step godhood..."

Mu Yi clenched his fists, his body sometimes escaped into the soul, and sometimes manifested the substance.

Back and forth, he initially understood the changes in power, and then... punched Mie Quan in the face!

"Come on! I've been waiting for you!"

Mie Quan was well prepared.

He was always on guard, as if he knew that Mu Yi would definitely practice with him.

"Boom!!"

Miequan's arms instantly became three times thicker, and the infinite brute force poured in made blue veins rise from his neck.

The ground shook ten times, and the two corpses flew backwards to the left and right.

Miequan flew only a thousand meters, immediately stabilized his body, and counterattacked again.

Muyi retreated five thousand meters and barely stopped.

But he also did not hesitate, raised his toes, and kicked the sprinting Miequan again.

"Bang!!"

It was a kick that shook the sky and the earth, and a big hole appeared briefly in the void.

He kicked out, and before Miequan's corpse claws could pierce in front of him, Muyi turned into a ghost and cleverly avoided the edge.

The next second, he appeared behind Miequan, seized the gap left by his raised arm, and hit his waist with his shoulder and elbow, and the sound of thunder burst, hitting the ear hole again.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The two gods of the Hanba tribe fought back and forth, and they were fighting fiercely.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see that in the extremely bright ancient universe, Mu Yi had also fought with Mie Quan.

But at that time, Mu Yi was already the first among the gods.

And Mie Quan, who had not yet reached the perfection of the saint, was still a younger generation who was working hard.

To this day, Mie Quan has suppressed the opponent with a higher rank.

But if he wanted to take down Mu Yi, force him to lose his combat ability, or voluntarily admit defeat, it would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, the third brother is a monster!"

"Just the move of turning into a ghost makes my strength frequently fall into a useless place. Anyone who comes here will be furious!"

After fighting for three hours, Mie Quan took the lead in escaping and took the initiative to stop fighting.

He didn't have many injuries on his body.

He was just panting and looked like he was about to collapse.

On the other hand, Mu Yi was still standing, as upright as a monument.

But his face was pale, his flesh was turned inside out, and the blood flowing from his feet was enough to gather into a trickle.

"Gua! Grandpa Mu Yi seemed to have lost, but he was fighting against a higher level!"

"The Perfect Saint VS the Half-Step God, in the eyes of others, he is bound to lose, and it is impossible to turn defeat into victory!"

"But Grandpa Mu Yi still has a trump card that he hasn't used yet! The unparalleled "Corpse Emperor" consumes a lot of energy, and it is difficult to contain the power after it is released. If Grandpa Mu Yi doesn't use it, he will never be defeated!"

The lively Gua Gua acted as a cheerleader to cheer him on.

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, also looking forward to it.

When the Corpse Emperor really uses it on the enemy, how many half-step gods in the world have absolute confidence that they can definitely take it head-on?

"Third brother, take another step, and the sea will be wide for fish to jump!"

"But I am destined to ride on your head. I will be the second-generation ancestor of the Hanba tribe. You can take it for granted later. I rank third among the gods and third among the ancestors. It's good, so that the little Hanba in the future won't be confused about the order! "

Miequan has no hair, otherwise he would have grabbed a handful of bangs and acted like a non-mainstream show-off, showing off for a while.

Muyi's temperament is calmer than his, and he is calm and indifferent. The joy of regaining the perfection of the saint has long been smoothed out in the competition.

"Next, all that is left is for the ancestor to condense the godhood..."

"I wonder how he has been conditioning over the years, and whether he can give birth to a new head?"

"The enemy of the ancient universe, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the Tianzun mentioned by the ancient evil god... The closer the strength is to the past, the more likely unknown dangers will come..."

"Miequan, you and I must not be careless, the Hanba clan... It is not so easy to return to its heyday." (End of this chapter)