Chapter 1481 Summons, Human Race Grand Army

In front of Muyang Mountain, Mu Changkong led a group of Golden Crow experts behind him and waited.

"Coming!"

Someone shouted, pointing towards the sky ahead.

There, the clouds surged, the power of heaven and earth roared, and golden streams of light flickered.

"It's the manifestation of the power of the Golden Crow Bloodline."

In the eyes of the black-robed old man standing beside Mu Changkong, a trace of golden light flashed, and he whispered, "The strength of the patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan is probably no less than those of the major direct lineages."

Mu Changkong nodded.

This was also the reason why he thought highly of Han Muye.

In his eyes, the future of the patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan was limitless.

"Brother Changkong, let's go." Han Muye's voice rang out in the void.

The majestic illusion of the Golden Crow had already appeared.

The illusory Golden Crow was 10,000 feet tall. Every flap of its wings stirred up gusts of wind..

"Haha, we must show our skills on this trip!

"Let's go to the Clear Sky Wasteland." Mu Changkong shouted, and the disciples of the Golden Crow Clan behind him also flew up, merging their strength with his.

Most of the races in the Great Desolate still had some inherited means of connecting their blood and qi.

Although this integrated method cannot enhance combat power, it is convenient for traveling.

The Golden Crow spread its wings for 3,000 miles, soaring straight up into the sky.

The resounding cries of the Golden Crows filled the sky, causing the clouds to disperse.

"It's the Golden Crow Clan!"

On the ground, someone shouted.

The Golden Crow Clan was a large clan in the Great Desolate. At this moment, they flew across the sky and immediately attracted attention.

"I wonder which two places the Golden Crow Clan is heading to?"

"From the looks of it, it's at least two large clans with 100,000 people, right?"

Some people quietly lowered their heads and did not look at the Golden Crow that was emitting the power of the sun.

Some people's eyes flickered, wanting to see through the two Golden Crow phantoms.

After flying for three days, a black 10,000-foot-long bird blocked their way.

"Cloud Sky Flying Hawk?" Han Muye's voice sounded.

The Cloud Sky Flying Hawk was a primitive exotic bird. It was fast and fierce.

Such mutated beasts loved to kill flying birds for food.

Although the 10,000-foot-tall Cloud Sky Flying Hawk's cultivation level had not reached the True Spirit Realm, it was at least at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm.

Han Muye's team was not the only one blocking the way.

Many of the clans below dispersed.

Some of the clans that had flown in the air previously had also quietly hidden themselves.

Facing the powerful birds in the sky head-on, they would probably suffer heavy casualties.

"Brother Han, let me do it." Mu Changkong's voice sounded.

Mu Changkong's cultivation was already at the peak of the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm. It was not difficult for him to deal with this flying hawk.

"No need," Han Muye said casually.

"Gather," he said again.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong light of the Great Sun Golden Crow appeared in the world.

The shadow turned into a long spear that soared into the sky and stabbed at the Cloud Sky Flying Hawk that was blocking in front of him.

The light of the Golden Crow turned into a long spear!

This was the blessing of the Heaven and Earth powers, the awakening of the Great Sun Golden Crow bloodline!

The Cloud Sky Flying Hawk let out a strange cry, spread its wings, and turned to escape.

If it dared to block this golden light of the Great Sun, the endless power of heaven and earth would crush down the next moment.

It was not stupid.

It was not until the flying hawk fled that everyone looked up at the golden spear in the sky.

"Let's go."

Han Muye waved his hand to disperse the long spear, and then the Golden Crow illusion behind him spread its wings and flew through the air.

It was not until they were tens of thousands of miles away that Mu Changkong's voice came from behind.

"Muye, why did you reveal the power of the Golden Crow bloodline like this?"

He was somewhat puzzled. The power of the Golden Crow bloodline that Han Muye possessed should be their trump card during hunting.

Why reveal it now?

"Brother Changkong, since it's a hunt, it's still unknown who the prey is. There's no need to hide our strength." Han Muye's voice was filled with pride.

"Don't worry, it's just bloodline power."

The power of the Golden Crow bloodline is strong, but it is not Han Muye's true powerful means.

He was now at the ninth level of the Essence Spirit Realm and took out the Infinite Unity Sword Case.

Swordsmanship was his strongest skill.

The Golden Crows flew at a fast speed. Three days later, they thunderously landed on an endless wasteland.

On the wasteland, blood and qi soared into the sky, endless divine light intermingled with Elemental Spirits.

In the sky, flying tribes of birds, and on the ground, tribes of walking beasts.

Various Essence Spirit illusions soared into the sky, and their momentum collided, as if they were trying to establish their own territory in this heaven and earth.

"Boom—"

Two golden crow illusions landed, directly breaking open a piece of heaven and earth.

Around them, illusions of various beast Essence Spirits were forced open and dared not confront them directly.

The Golden Crow let out a long cry that shook the world, as if it was declaring its sovereignty.

"Hmph, what's so great about the Golden Crow Clan?" Someone muttered and snorted, but his eyes were filled with fear.

"The Great Sun Golden Crow is indeed overbearing, worthy of being one of the top clans in the wilderness." Someone else's eyes showed admiration, staring closely at the golden crow illusion.

People's hearts in the world are different, and their thoughts are different.

It is impossible to gain everyone's approval, but the only thing to do is to make one's own strength the strongest backing.

"Swoosh—"

A golden stream of light fell in front of Han Muye and the others.

Han Muye raised his hand to catch it.

"The summons of the Zhuoyuan Golden Crow."

Zhuoyuan, the number one Golden Crow tribe within a million miles.

The clan has millions of people, with three True Spirit realm powerhouses sitting in town, and many experts at the Ninth Level of the Essence Spirit. There are even more awakened individuals with the Golden Crow bloodline.

At this moment, Mu Changkong also held a golden light in his hand.

"Are we going or not?" Han Muye looked at Mu Changkong.

"Let's go, why not?" Mu Changkong grinned and said, "Summonings from such major tribes always come with benefits."