Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Honghuang is based on the power of blood, and has a strong sense of relatives.

Sure enough, when the young man mentioned his uncle, Zhu Rong had already clenched his fists.

"Save, of course I have to. Shi Liang, you are recuperating here, and I will take someone to rescue uncle."

With a loud cry, Zhu Rong pressed the pill into the hands of a young man named Shi Liang, turned around and left.

After a while, the Liaoyuan tribe roared, and more than a dozen tribesmen wearing bamboo and wood armor and armed with weapons rushed away after Zhu Rong.

Looking at this scene, Han Muye shook his head.

Although Zhu Rong's combat power is good now, it's a pity that he has too little experience and doesn't know enough about Honghuang.

If you rush over like this, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

Don't say that the beasts and monsters in the prehistoric world are not wise, they are smart.

Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the wolf who was dozing on the ground in the distance trotted towards him.

This guy is also a genius. Ever since he saw the power of the Liaoyuan tribe, he has been stuck in the tribe.

Although it was Han Muye's mount, this guy would please people. Both adults and children of the Liaoyuan Tribe were willing to carry it, and even helped hunt and carry the prey.

In this way, the wolf lived a very nourishing life in the clan.

Although this wolf's combat power is not weak, it is far worse than the beast.

Now that he is mixed in the clan, there is meat for him every day, and he doesn't have to worry about being hunted and killed by divine beasts. How comfortable are these days?

Canglang knew that if he wanted to live well in the clan, it was Han Muye who really couldn't offend.

At this moment, Han Muye called and rushed over immediately.

Fei body landed on the wolf's back, patted it lightly, and the wolf ran straight away.

Stone Liang stood in front of the stone house, his face was blank.

A while ago, I heard that a priest from the Liaoyuan Tribe had arrived, and my cousin seemed to have a chance too.

It's just that the two tribes are not close to each other, and the tribesmen encountered a message when they were hunting, and they haven't had a chance to come over to investigate. Didn't expect this to be true?

"I hope, there's still time..." Shi Liang prostrated himself on the ground, pressing his hands on the ground, and whispered softly.

The wolf was not running fast, and was only hanging tens of miles behind Zhu Rong and the others.

Ahead, Zhu Rong's energy, blood and flames were vibrating and vibrating, which could be seen for dozens of miles.

After walking for an hour, two hundred miles, there was a roaring sound ahead.

Zhu Rong's angry shout caused the sky and the earth to tremble, and the flames burst into flames.

When Han Muye drove the wolf and arrived, the battle here was over.

It can be seen that the bodies of several monster beasts were scorched and their minions were picked off.

The strength of these monsters was no worse than that of Canglang. Seeing the miserable condition of these monsters, Canglang lowered his head and whimpered softly.

Fortunately, I made the right choice, otherwise I'm afraid I would have been burnt.

There were constant roars ahead, and it was obvious that Zhu Rong was pushing all the way across.

No monsters could stop him, and his clansmen followed behind to collect minions and other supplies that could be taken away immediately.

After traveling for more than a hundred miles, a golden light flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and a light curtain rose in front of him.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong swung the hook-lian spear with all his strength, and the flames turned into long dragons with him, constantly criss-crossing and winding.

All monsters standing in front of him will be smashed away by the fire dragon.

The power of the divine flame oscillated, and the monsters that were not strong enough were directly torn to pieces, even the more tyrannical ones were covered in flames and burned their fur, bared their teeth and kept thumping.

This is the law of flames, the original power is displayed, if there is not enough level, it is simply to die.

Those tribesmen who followed Zhu Rong formed a simple formation and rushed after them.

Most of the weapons in their hands carry the power of flames, colliding with the scattered flames, and then triggering the fire dragons to wreak havoc.

"Roar--"

On the mountains in the distance, there was a roar that suppressed the sky.

A black tiger with wings on its back rushed down.

Han Muye had once tamed several monsters of the tiger genus, and he was no stranger to this kind of fierce tiger with two wings on its back.

The ancient tiger clan was originally a powerful ethnic group in the prehistoric, among which the white tiger, black tiger, and several ethnic groups were all gods and beasts.

This black tiger has a trace of the blood of the divine beast Mengtian Heihu, and its strength and speed are relatively strong, but it can only be said to be balanced.

Among the beasts, those with this level of strength belonged to the bottom.

Having been in the Great Desolation for such a long time, Han Muye probably also figured out the approximate strength distribution of the beasts in the Great Desolation.

Without the bloodline of divine beasts, they can only be considered as monster beasts. Basically, there is no need to think about it. Except for a few powerful individuals, other groups, even if there are as many as a cow's hair, can only become the food of divine beasts.

Those with the blood of divine beasts are basically collectively referred to as divine beasts.

But divine beasts are different from divine beasts.

Some divine beasts have only one-thousandth of their bloodline strength, while others have one-hundredth of them. However, powerful ones not only have pure divine beast bloodline power, but also have multiple bloodline powers.

Just like in the wilderness back then, the blood power of the Golden Crow clan is divided into several levels such as Scorching Sun, Fierce Sun, Haoyang, Zhiyang, and Great Sun Golden Crow.

At this time, the black tiger has about one-thousandth of the blood of a divine beast.

Zhu Rong's original blood is not strong, but it is still much stronger than the black tiger in front of him.

Zhu Rong's awakened and condensed blood power has reached 1/300.

"kill."

Seeing the black tiger rushing down, Zhu Rong shouted loudly, and killed him with a long spear.

A flame behind him turned into light wings, and the light wings spread their wings and turned into ten feet.

With a movement of his body, he had already swept across ten thousand feet, and drew a fire dragon with a hooked spear in his hand.

The fire dragon surged, tearing apart the space in front of it.

The black tiger raised its front foot and bumped into the fire dragon.

The fire dragon roared and exploded, scattered around and turned into clusters of fireballs suspended.

At this time, the spear had reached the black tiger's neck, and a black crack was drawn across it.

Heihu turned his head to bite the spear, but was shocked by the body of the spear in Zhu Rong's hand and swung away directly.

The horizontal blade on the hooked spear cut a bloody mouth on Heihu's body, and the blood sprayed on the bloody mouth was ignited by the flames.

Flying and falling a hundred feet away, Zhu Rong turned around with a hint of excitement on his face.

He fought with Han Muye before, and was abused every time. He always felt that he was not strong enough.

At this time, when confronted with a divine beast, one face-to-face will gain the upper hand.

It seems that it is not that I am weak, but that Brother Han is too strong.

"kill."

Roaring up to the sky, Zhu Rong rushed down again, dancing with his spear, arousing fire dragons, colliding with the surrounding flames, and smashing towards the black tiger.

Heihu was cut open on the neck just now, and the blood was burned. Although he was stopped by him in an instant, such a shameful incident made him extremely angry.

A mere human race, a thing of food, dare to resist?

With a roar, the black tiger turned around, and with a movement of its wings, whirlwinds turned into sharp blades, its long tail was cut off, flying sand and rocks everywhere.

Zhu Rong, who was holding a long spear, curled his spear lightly, breaking the blade, and the fire dragon collided with the long tail of the black tiger.

Layers of flames expanded, arousing a trace of original power.

"boom--"

Heihu's body was blown away by this force.

How can this be!

Heihu rolled on the ground, a trace of fear flashed across his face.

At this time, Zhu Rong became more and more excited as he fought more and more. He kept waving the spear in his hand, and practiced all the martial arts and combat skills taught by Han Muye.

Heihu suddenly felt that there were gun shadows all around him, so he could only flutter his wings and raise his front feet to resist from time to time.

For a moment, the black tiger fur scattered and scorched black.

The black tiger's painful roar continued to be heard.

At the beginning, the black tiger could fight Zhu Rong, but after half a day, he had no choice but to avoid being beaten.

In the eyes of the wolf, this scene made it even more rejoicing.

How wise your choice is.

The members of the Liaoyuan tribe in the distance had already cleaned the battlefield, and then stood there to appreciate how Zhu Rong hunted and killed the black tiger.

This is a divine beast. If the divine beast is killed, will the obtained materials be more?

"The black tiger's skin must be used as a banner." A clansman spoke with bright eyes.

"Huya can definitely be made into a weapon. I don't know whether it is suitable for a short knife or a long spear." The other person held the handle of the knife in his hand, rubbed his palm, and whispered softly.

"Tiger bones can be engraved with divine patterns and made into sacrificial staffs. Then my Liaoyuan tribe will have a few more people in charge of sacrificial staffs."

The sacrificial staff is the bone staff in Zhutian's hand, which contains a trace of original power, which can inspire a flame supernatural power.

"I really want to cut off the tiger penis. Priest Han said that in that far away place, there is a kind of fetish called tiger penis wine, which is soaked in tiger penis..." A young man wearing bamboo armor said The whole world is full of longing, even if he doesn't know what wine is at all.

On the hill in the distance, the scarred Heihu who was tortured by Zhu Rong was trembling at this moment.

It's not dead yet, it has already been discussed how to peel and remove the bones, and even how to use the tiger penis has been arranged.

Involuntarily, he felt the tiger's whip tighten.

Zhu Rong laughed loudly, and slammed his spear down on the top of Heihu's head.

This blow, even if he does not die, will seriously injure him.

Heihu wanted to dodge, but his whole body was hurt and he had no strength to dodge.

"Don't you want to subdue a divine beast as a mount?"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Zhu Rong's dropped spear hovered three feet above Heihu's head.

As soon as the flame power above the spear rushed, Heihu's head trembled and he was knocked unconscious.

...

Two hours later, Han Muye and Zhu Rong walked side by side.

They rode black tigers and gray wolves.

Although Heihu has the blood of a divine beast, he is careful not to show it at this time.

On the contrary, the wolf is now proud and very excited.

Han Muye promised it just now that he would have the opportunity to help it stimulate the beast blood in its body.

This is a great opportunity.

"The Huangyan tribe has more people than our Liaoyuan tribe, and their totem beasts are also stronger than ours. I don't know why they will be defeated this time."

Zhu Rong, who urged the black tiger to move forward, showed doubts on his face and spoke in a low voice.

There are more than 500 clansmen, although there are no priests and god tattoo masters in the clan, but the clan is not weak, and it is protected by divine beasts, how can it be defeated?

Hearing his question, the black tiger purred a few times.

The original power vibrates and transmits the message.

The divine beast guarding Huangyan's tribe is a flying cloud beast. It was extremely weak when it gave birth a while ago, so it was taken advantage of by several other divine beasts.

Originally, the battles between the divine beasts were not too strong, and it was rare for such behaviors to take advantage of other divine beasts to give birth.

"The youngest son of Feiyun Beast has the blood of Bi Fang."

There was a tremor in Heihu's voice.

Bi Fang.

Among the prehistoric beasts, the strength is second only to the phoenix, and it is the strongest existence among the fire beasts.

For Heihu and the other divine beasts with only 1/10000000 bloodline strength, if they can obtain the power of Bifang divine beast, the benefits to them would be unimaginable.

This is the reason why the Huangyan tribe was breached.

Of course, the totem beast was originally one with the tribe, so it was normal for those divine beasts to besiege the Feiyun beast and destroy the Huangyan tribe by the way.

Heihu's message made Zhu Rong's expression slightly gloomy.

More than one beast.

He dared to face the black tiger directly because there was no power in the black tiger that made him feel afraid.

But he knows his weight.

Divine beasts like Heihu can only be arranged to search for miscellaneous tasks, and only truly powerful divine beasts are eligible to share Bi Fang's blood.

"Let's go, I'm also curious about Bi Fang's bloodline." Han Muye looked into the distance with a smile on his face.

Ahead, a group of flame forces clashed, as if they wanted to run away.

With a movement of his body, he had already led the wolf to rush over.

Zhu Rong, who was still a little hesitant, gave a shout and rushed out.

The members of the Liaoyuan tribe who didn't have mounts looked at each other with excited expressions on their faces.

Let's run away.

After running for dozens of miles, a group of humans wearing animal skins rushed forward.

These human races were wearing animal skins and had wooden staffs and bone staffs in their hands. There was a mass of flame power turbulent in the big basket on the back of one of them.

"uncle!"

With a loud cry, Zhu Rong drove the black tiger and rushed over.

Among the panicked crowd, the big man with the basket on his back raised his head, was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted joyfully.

"Haha, Zhu Rong!"

Leading the black tiger into the crowd, the tyranny displayed by the black tiger made the surrounding Huangyan tribe members feel joy in their panic.

Zhu Rong is so powerful!

"Roar--"

From behind, there was a roar.

Then, the roaring sounds of monster beasts one after another made people feel terrified from a long distance away.

"Zhu Rong, take the young son of the totem beast and leave. I'll stop these monsters." Zhu Rong's uncle, Shi Cheng, the patriarch of the Huangyan tribe, handed the basket to Zhu Rong, holding the long-handled wooden spear tightly in his hand.

From the back basket, a small plush animal the size of a palm poked its head out.

Han Muye had already arrived nearby, glanced over, and nodded slightly.

Sure enough, it was Bi Fang's blood, and the blood was relatively pure, at least one-tenth of it.

It's just that this little beast was born, and its blood power is far from awakened, so naturally it doesn't have enough combat power.

"Let Heihu and Canglang block the monsters. The monsters they are chasing are not weak. You can sharpen them." Han Muye's voice sounded behind Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong, who was still a little hesitant, suddenly gained confidence, grinned, put the basket on the ground, patted the black tiger, and then spread out a pair of flame wings behind him, and flew straight into the sky.

The little beast in the basket stared at Zhu Rong, who was flying away, with a gleam in his eyes.

"boom--"

In the distance, flames rose one after another.

The sound of Zhu Rong's long drink also came.

The members of the Huangyan tribe looked nervous, looking at the direction of the flames.

"Well, can Zhu Rong beat it?" Shi Cheng looked at Han Muye beside him and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded: "I can't beat it."

Can't beat?

Shi Cheng trembled all over.

"But it's okay to grind slowly." Han Muye's voice sounded again.

In the distance, there was a sharp roar, and a slender black bird spread its wings and flew towards the rising flame.

"Another, another divine beast!"

Shi Cheng trembled and murmured: "This is a terrible situation, I couldn't beat it..."

He had just finished speaking when he saw a blue long spear clenched tightly in the palm of Han Muye standing beside him, and then flew straight out.

"I told him to sharpen it, why do you come to seek death?"