Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Surrender?

Surrender to this human race in front of you?

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Bull roared loudly, with endless tyranny in its voice.

The body of this Heaven Swallowing Demon Bull began to swell from the original ten feet, until the hundred feet was almost like a mountain.

This is the condensed surge of pure blood power.

Outside of his body, a ten thousand zhang phantom emerged.

Bloodthirsty, the phantom of a madman, with a dark magic light flickering on the horns.

"boom--"

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Bull slammed into the wall of thin flames in front of him.

Han Muye watched this scene indifferently.

This is the most sensible choice.

Now that the group image of the madman has been punctured, it will show its true strength.

As long as the strength is sufficient, it can still deter the Quartet.

What about the original power of fire, it doesn't mean that one must surrender in front of this power.

Honghuang speaks with blood power and origin, but it doesn't mean that he can't challenge against the sky.

The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Cow Clan is used to challenges against the sky!

"boom--"

The wall of flames was bumped by the phantom of the mighty Heaven-swallowing Demon Bull, and it kept vibrating.

It's just that the shock appeared slightly, and it had already shattered the phantom of the Heaven-swallowing Demon Bull.

The body of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Bull that hit the wall of fire was shattered inch by inch, and blood gushed out of its mouth and nose.

"Boom—"

The king of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Ox, who had the qualification to challenge the high-ranking beast, was directly killed.

The scattered blood force solidified and turned into pieces of golden bloodstones.

A pair of long horns leaning against the sky fell to the ground, as well as scattered black skin, jade white long bones...

If these things are not picked up, after countless years, spiritual materials of various levels will be bred here.

This is the root of the endless life.

"The original power of heaven and earth is too strong..."

Bi Fang looked at the wall of fire that crushed the magic cow with one blow, and whispered softly.

He is also playing with fire, his flame is like a candle before this wall of fire.

The Feiyun Beast on the side had a flash of light in its eyes.

"His perception of the power of the fire pulse is the only one I have seen."

Fire pulse power.

Bi Fang's heart skipped a beat.

Not far away, Zhu Rong clenched his fists.

There was a strong flame rising from his body, as if echoing the wall of fire, as if he was learning, challenging, and comprehending.

Bi Fang also saw the flames on Zhu Rong.

He can only lament that the learning talent of the human race is too strong.

In the wild, the physical strength of the human race may be the weakest level, but the learning talent has always been the top among all creatures.

Perhaps this is the reason why those top groups in the prehistoric have been quietly suppressing the human race, and the mythical beast group harvested the belief of the human race?

The method of the totem beast is actually quietly restricting the progress of the human race. Whether it is a priest or a god tattoo master, they all get their power from the beast.

How could the divine patterns formulated by those divine beasts be as strong as the Dao of Heaven and Earth?

The divine pattern that Han Muye inspired just now is many times stronger than the divine pattern carved by the totem beast on the altar.

"boom--"

The world was once again in turmoil.

Countless flames rose up.

The fall of the Heaven-swallowing Demon Bull not only failed to calm the power of heaven on the wall of fire, but instead stimulated the original attribute of the fire vein.

Isn't that the case with flames, as long as there is enough fuel, it can keep burning and rising.

At this time, the spirit and part of the blood power of a Heaven-swallowing Demonic Bull became the fuel for the wall of fire.

The fire wall seemed to have its own consciousness, and it moved forward to cover up those Heaven Swallowing Demonic Bulls.

"Give you another chance, surrender, or turn into coke."

Han Muye's voice sounded again, but it was as cold as ice.

This is the kind of indifference that naturally emanates after combining with the original power of heaven and earth.

In front of the Dao of Heaven, there is no emotion at all in dealing with living beings.

"Roar--"

Some Heaven Swallowing Demonic Bulls crazily crashed into the fire wall.

Some completely disregarded their ethnic groups and ran away.

Still others, hesitating, slowly knelt down on all fours.

Those who hit the fire wall were all shattered without exception.

Fleeing, not many escaped by chance.

Because the speed of firewall coverage is extremely fast.

Only those Heaven-swallowing Demon Cows who obeyed obediently, although they were also burned into pitch black by the flames, their lives were safe anyway.

"boom--"

The flames that fell on the ground dissipated.

The wall of fire swept across the world for thousands of miles, and then scattered into golden and red fire beads, rolling down on the wasteland, some falling into the soil, and some bouncing on the bluestone.

This is the source of the power of the fire pulse.

Of course, these origins that can be gathered are just appearances, a trace of escape.

The true source has returned to heaven and earth.

And because of the extermination of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Ox clan, the non-origin returned is much richer than the origin extracted from the heavens and the earth.

The wall of fire dissipated, and the prehistoric power carried by Han Muye also faded away.

The golden and red battle armor outside him was put away, and the prehistoric battle armor also turned into a piece of armor.

Up to this moment, all the confinement and coercion between the heaven and the earth in a radius of ten thousand miles seemed to have never appeared.

Han Muye turned his gaze to the sky in the distance.

Just now, he sensed the power of those prehistoric overlords, but these strong men who carried the prehistoric did not show up.

"Zhu Rong, let the clansmen come and clean up the battlefield."

"Bring back all these obedient Heaven-swallowing demon cows."

After Han Muye finished speaking, his figure moved, and it turned into a flame and dissipated.

Zhu Rong looked at everything in front of him with an excited look on his face.

Hundreds of surrendered Heaven-swallowing Demonic Bulls, although there are no divine beasts among them, at least dozens of them are no less powerful than those lower-ranked divine beasts.

There are also those scattered bloodstones, each of which is a real treasure.

This is the flesh and blood of a divine beast, which can enhance the bloodlines and physical strength of prehistoric creatures!

With today's harvest, the strength of the Liaoyuan tribe's clansmen does not know how far it will be improved.

Turning his head to look in the direction Han Muye left, Zhu Rong lightly clenched his fists.

He kept in mind the benefits that Han Muye brought to him and the Liaoyuan Tribe.

"Bi Fang, you go back." Feiyun Beast standing behind Bi Fang suddenly said.

Bi Fang was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Feiyun Beast.

"Your group is a high-ranking beast, it is impossible to accept me and the child."

"I will stay in Liaoyuan Tribe."

Feiyun Beast glanced around, and there was a trace of blood power surging in his body.

In Bi Fang's body, the originally suppressed power seemed to be exploded.

But before it happened, Feiyun Beast's voice sounded again: "Maybe the child stays in the Liaoyuan tribe, and his future growth will not be worse than that of your Bifang tribe."

Growing up here is no worse than growing up in the Bifang group?

Bi Fang's breath circulated, and the divine light in his eyes shone.

It looked at Zhu Rong who had gone to collect bloodstones, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

"Nowadays the prehistoric peoples are in turmoil, and Bi Fang's family is not stable. Maybe it is more suitable here than the ethnic group."

It flapped its wings, and the power of its bloodlines surged.

"When the time is right, you come to the ethnic group to look for me, or, I will come to look for you."

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Han Muye, who returned to the station, retreated directly.

This time, with the blessing of the power of the prehistoric way of heaven, his understanding of the power of the fire pulse has reached the extreme.

As long as he digests these insights, he can become one of the top overlords among the fire veins.

"Om—"

In front of him, golden flame words emerged one by one.

This is the common divine pattern in the prehistoric world.

In the prehistoric times, many ethnic groups used this kind of divine pattern to refine weapons and control humans and other creatures.

Sure enough, exploitation is everywhere.

All the divine patterns gathered in front of his body, and finally condensed into a light golden curved texture, which landed on Han Muye's arm.

rule.

origin.

The perfect road.

Han Muye's eyes revealed a bright brilliance.

A closed-door retreat lasted for three years without knowing it.

Han Muye's original plan to leave also ran aground.

However, in the past three years, Han Muye has not been in seclusion all the time, he still leaves the seclusion from time to time.

"Chirp—"

The golden bird that spread its wings landed in front of Han Muye's stone house, stirring up smoke and dust around it.

With a body of three feet, he is extremely handsome, and his golden-red feathers reveal the original power of flames.

This big bird named Liaoyuan is the flying cloud beast cub that contains Bi Fang's blood.

For three years, fed with the blood stones of the Heaven-swallowing Demon Bull collected by the clan, the speed at which the Liaoyuan Divine Beast grew surprised everyone.

Not only the physical growth, but also the spiritual wisdom is superb.

Also listening to Han Muye's narration about the power of flames, whether it is Zhu Rong or the rest of the clan, they are still half-understood, and the Liaoyuan Divine Beast has directly comprehended it.

"Woo--"

The huge blue wolf rushing forward bared its teeth, as if to warn Liaoyuan not to disturb Han Muye's retreat.

The current Canglang has been supplemented by the power of the blood stone, and has comprehended a trace of the original blood, and his own blood has finally become a divine beast.

Even if it is to become a lower-level beast, this is something it did not dare to think of before.

Canglang's loyalty to Han Muye has reached an extremely pious level.

In the current Liaoyuan Tribe, apart from Liaoyuan, Canglang, Feiyun Beast, Heihu, and another Heaven-swallowing Demonic Ox whose blood power has been enhanced to become a divine beast, there are five divine beasts in total.

The Liaoyuan Tribe only has guardian beasts, not totem beasts.

A golden flame is drawn on their clan banner.

Speaking of totems, this flame is their totem.

The original altar has now been changed into a high platform for clan competitions.

"Chirp—"

Liaoyuan let out a low growl, and opened his mouth to spit out a black stone.

Canglang's eyes fell on the stone, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This stone seems to have original power?"

Hearing Cang Lang's divine thoughts, Liao Yuan nodded triumphantly.

"Master Han has been looking for stones that can be made into weapons and armor."

"I searched for 30,000 miles around, and found this stone in the tidal flat at the foot of Yunluo Mountain."

Liaoyuan's divine thoughts came out, showing a little immaturity and joy.

It's a bit like the kind of child who has made some achievements and wants to be praised by senior parents.

"Yunluoshan? That's not close." Canglang looked at Liaoyuan and whispered enviously, "You're so fast."

Isn't it fast to travel 30,000 miles back and forth in half a day?

Also listening to the master talk about the Dao, how can this guy comprehend it so quickly?

Canglang remembered that the master told Fengyun Dao last time, saying that with the blessing of strength and speed, it can make a somersault for hundreds of thousands of miles.

If this Liaoyuan grows up, can't it be like this?

"Let me see what kind of rock it is."

Han Muye who came out of the stone house raised his hand and took the stone into his palm.

The stone sank slightly in his hands, and Han Muye showed a faint smile on his face with the faint originality revealed in it.

"Sturdy, fire-resistant, and not too heavy, it is indeed a good armor material."

"Let Zhu Rong come, the armor of the demon cavalry is here."

The wolf moved and ran straight to look for Zhu Rong.

Today's Liaoyuan tribe covers an area of ​​tens of miles, with more than 3,000 scattered tribesmen.

These people have all migrated from other ethnic groups in succession.

The wasteland is huge, and there are many human groups without the protection of totem beasts.

Zhu Rong had already moved away from the vicinity of the altar and was stationed on a mountain.

These perennial flames are endless, and the surrounding clansmen can see them from a distance.

Unknowingly, Zhu Rong has become a new totem existence in the Liaoyuan tribe.

It's just that there is no such thing as totem worship in the Liaoyuan tribe today.

The wolf returned after a while, and then there was a roar in the air, and Zhu Rong, who was surrounded by golden flames, stepped down.

"Master Han, are you looking for me?"

After learning more principles from Han Muye, Zhu Rong regarded himself as a disciple and never called Han Muye brothers.

Han Muye smiled and threw the black stone in his hand to Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong reached out to take it, looked it over, and then a ball of flames rose in his palm.

The flames enveloped the stone, and the stone slowly melted into a pale silver viscous liquid.

Only a strong man like Zhu Rong who condenses the origin of the fire can have such strength.

Otherwise, how could this sap-like molten iron be held in the palm of your hand.

"Not bad, not bad, it is indeed a high-quality spirit iron."

Zhu Rong showed joy on his face, and the flames in his palm wrapped the molten iron into a ball the size of a fist.

The flame turned into gray-blue in a flash, and was entangled by the gray-blue flame, and the metal ball had solidified.

The flame can reveal the coldness, and the blazing and coldness can be transformed into each other. Zhu Rong's flame origin has indeed been extremely controlled.

"You can bring someone back to mine with Liaoyuan, the battle armor for the demon cavalry is just right for you."

"Drilling these days, the demon cavalry should be able to wear armor."

Han Muye pointed at the Liaoyuan Divine Beast who was proud of asking for credit, and said softly.

Here is the prehistoric, the power of heaven and earth is stable.

If the human race wants to exert enough combat power, they must either condense their original blood like Zhu Rong, or rely on external forces.

The members of the Liaoyuan Tribe are also practicing, but practice is not a one-day achievement. If you want to quickly improve your combat effectiveness in a short period of time, you still need to rely on the power of monster mounts and armor weapons.

This was also what Zhu Rong and Han Muye had been planning.

"Okay, Liaoyuan, I'll let you eat your fill of bloodstones later." Zhu Rong looked at Liaoyuan and said with a smile.

These words made Liao Yuan flap his wings in excitement.

A day later, Zhu Rong led 800 people from his clan to mine ore in Yunluo Mountain, 30,000 miles away, under the protection of the beast Liaoyuan and Feiyun beast.

As long as the first batch of ore is mined, the clan will arrange to refine the armor.

"Thirty thousand miles is not too short. Whether it is a beast, a monster, or other human races along the way, it is best to be able to travel safely."

Before Zhu Rong left, he came to ask Han Muye what he meant, and Han Muye told him so.

"If you really want to fight, then don't hold back."

Han Muye raised his hand, and a light golden divine pattern landed on Zhu Rong's arm.

Dao Shenwen.

This divine pattern can be borrowed from Han Muye's power.