Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1519 Death of the Golden Crow True Spirit! (3)

With such cultivation strength, he might have the upper hand in a one-on-one battle, but he would surely be defeated in a one-on-two situation.

Qin Nanxun had already died, and now was he seeking death?

The Human Race has clearly deployed a large army over there, and there might be several true spirit powerhouses.

"The human race has an army of 100,000 soldiers in this secret ground, and I don\'t know how many true spirits there are. What they want to do is exterminate all of our Golden Crow tribe.

"The teleportation square has been sealed off, and none of us can leave.

"If we can inflict serious injuries on those Human Race true spirits sealed by Qin Nanxun, it can slow down the Human Race\'s slaughter of our Golden Crow tribe while we wait for reinforcements," Han Muye said in a deep voice.

"100,000 soldiers!" The black-armored youth\'s expression changed.

He did not expect that there would be so many humans.

He did not hear Qin Nanxun\'s call, but he saw the fall of the true spirit of the Golden Crow and came to investigate.

"The teleportation square is sealed off; this is meant to annihilate us together with the enemy.

"It\'s over…" A look of regret appeared on his face.

"Run quickly!" All the blood and golden light on his body converged as he rushed forward.

"Boom—"

Han Muye raised his hand and threw a punch.

The young man was stunned. His face was furious as he waved his hand.

"Bang!"

Han Muye was knocked 100 feet away.

The young man was even more stunned.

He was a True Spirit.

In front of someone at the True Spirit Realm, this guy only retreated 100 feet?

"We have to gather all the Golden Crows and resist the encirclement of these humans with all our might.

"The experts outside won\'t leave us alone."

Han Muye took a deep breath and said loudly.

If they could keep a true spirit realm, their chances of winning would increase significantly.

Even if he didn\'t want to go to the four sealed true spirits, he should stay and go to the teleportation square together.

"Won\'t leave us alone?" The youth, who was still impulsive, suddenly calmed down.

Golden light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "If they could save them, they wouldn\'t have sealed off the teleportation square."

Sure enough, as a true spirit powerhouse, he immediately guessed everything in an instant.

"Let\'s go; I\'ll take you to the next level of the secret ground." Taking a deep breath, the youth shook his head and looked at Han Muye. "Your combat power is not bad; you can help me."

"Let\'s get the True Spirit Bone first."

"I\'m Zhang Yu from the Ming City Tribe. You should know me."

Han Muye\'s strength gained Zhang Yu\'s recognition.

In the distance, the shining golden and gray-black true spirit lights flew over.

Two True Spirits!

Leave?

Go to the next level?

Aren\'t we going to rescue those tribe members of the Golden Crow?

Han Muye felt a chill in his heart.

The blood that had been stirred up by Qin Nanxun earlier seemed to have chilled to the bone.

A true spirit of the Golden Crow, at this moment, actually wanted to abandon his own tribe and escape alone.

With such cultivation, he was surprisingly without any sense of responsibility!

"Don\'t want to?" Zhang Yu saw Han Muye\'s expression and frowned.

He was already thinking highly of Han Muye by being willing to bring him to the next level.

Only at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit.

Han Muye shook his head and flew away.

Different paths could not lead to the same strategy.

Seeing Han Muye turn around and leave, Zhang Yu sneered, and the bloodline power of the Golden Crow on his body exploded, turning into a pillar of light.

In the next moment, his aura converged and turned into nothingness.

Han Muye, who was flying away, shook all over, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes.

This Zhang Yu was deliberately trying to frame him before leaving.

The pillar of light that stimulated the power of the Golden Crow was simply a beacon, letting those Human Race powerhouses know his direction.

He was about to face the pursuit of Human Race true spirits.

He couldn\'t lead the true spirit powerhouses to the teleportation square!

Han Muye gritted his teeth and changed directions. He turned into a Golden Crow and spread his wings.

His body emitted a golden light, like a candle, illuminating the darkness of the world.

"Boom—"

Two streams of light flew to where Han Muye and Zhang Yu were just now.

A thin Daoist in a green robe had golden light flashing in his eyes. A golden Golden Crow True Spirit appeared behind him.

The blood qi in his body fused with his true spirit. It was obvious that it was the true power of the Golden Crow bloodline.

However, there were no Golden Crow markings on his forehead. This meant that he was a human expert who had cultivated his true spirit with the power of the Golden Crow bloodline.

The other was a burly man in black armor. He held a long saber in his hand and had a Black Bear True Spirit on his back.

"Buzz!"

The green-robed Daoist raised his hand and a green light turned into a light screen in his palm.

On the light screen, the scene of Zhang Yu and Han Muye parting ways appeared.

Zhang Yu activated the pillar of light and left with some hidden traces.

"The one fleeing over there is a True Spirit, but this one isn\'t." The Daoist put away the light screen and chased after Zhang Yu.

The black-armored man nodded and took a step forward. His speed was not slower than the Daoist.

Han Muye flew for a moment, and the sound of battle came from behind him.

He turned his head slightly with a surprised expression.

The True Spirit of the human race was more powerful than he had imagined. It was actually able to identify Zhang Yu\'s location and surround him.

If it was before, he might have thought of a way to go there and help the Golden Crow True Spirit.

Now, he would not care if Zhang Yu lived or died.

Since the humans at the True Spirit Realm had gone to kill Zhang Yu, he turned around and returned to the teleportation square.

After two days of rushing, breaking through dozens of Human Race interceptions, he finally returned to the teleportation square.

At this moment, more than 40,000 Golden Crow elites had already gathered on the teleportation square.

"Patriarch Han!"

"Patriarch Han, this is Shang Zhenyu of the Shang Tang Tribe."

Amidst the group of Golden Crow elites, a tall young man in a light golden battle robe looked at Han Muye.

True Spirit Realm.

"Patriarch of the Han Mountain, I\'ve heard of you.

"Without you, at least a million Golden Crows would have died in the Battle of the Clear Sky Wasteland."