Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Following Han Muye's words, the spear let out a shrill light, and pierced the big black bird directly.

The spear that pierced through the body of the big bird fell on the distant hills, bringing up a burst of crimson bursting light.

The black bird screamed, its wings barely fluttered, and after flying over a thousand feet, it fell to the ground.

Smoke billowed.

The people of the Liaoyuan Tribe screamed and rushed to the place where the black bird fell.

In the distance, the black tiger who was blocking the monster turned his head to take a look, only to feel a chill down his back.

If it hadn't surrendered before, would it have died long ago?

Turning his head to see the wolf beside him, the wolf also happened to be looking at it at this time, his face was full of complacency.

So what if you are a beast?

Look how brave my master is.

Beside Han Muye, those Huangyan tribe members showed confusion and horror on their faces.

That is a beast!

Are divine beasts that humans can hunt and kill?

In the prehistoric world, only divine beasts have always hunted and killed people!

The corners of Zhu Rong's uncle Shi Cheng's mouth trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The little thing in the back basket poked its head out, then retracted in fear.

Several breaths in the distance were turbulent, and finally did not move forward.

This shot, no beast felt like it could catch it.

"boom--"

There was a roar.

Then there was Zhu Rong's excited roar.

This is to win.

Shi Cheng shook his head.

It's not that my nephew can really defeat the beast, it's that the beast was frightened by the shot just now and has no fighting spirit.

When the two sides are at war, the side that has no fighting spirit will inevitably lose.

Sure enough, after a while, the roaring sound dissipated, and the qi, blood and flame light also slowly fell silent.

Zhu Rong, who was dragging the hooked spear, strode back with a face full of unwillingness.

There was still a blazing flame power on him that hadn't dissipated.

"That guy is too good at running, I didn't keep him." Walking in front of Han Muye, Zhu Rong said reluctantly.

This guy also wants to keep a divine beast.

Shi Cheng grinned and said nothing.

The other Huangyan tribesmen also laughed.

Heihu and Canglang dragged the bodies of several monsters over.

In the distance, members of the Liaoyuan Tribe were already carrying the spear thrown by Han Muye, and the big black bird that was shot was slowly walking back.

Seeing the big black bird, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up.

"Brother Han, this big bird is fine. If you eat this blood, it will definitely nourish you."

He now has the original power in his body, and he is much more sensitive to the power of the beast than others.

And he can also refine the bloodline power of divine beasts.

"Let's go, let's see how many people there are in the Huangyan tribe."

"If the Feiyun Beast has already fallen, this little guy is not easy to raise."

Han Muye turned his head to look into the distance, and said.

His words made the Huangyan tribe turn around and rush away.

My family members are still being hunted down by monsters.

Zhu Rong nodded, stepped onto the black tiger, and rushed forward while shouting.

The other clansmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"You take the black bird and this little guy back." Han Muye reached out to take back the spear, and turned to look at the wolf.

"Let it carry it back."

After speaking, holding the spear in his hand, he moved ten thousand feet away.

"boom--"

There was a whistling sound in the void.

This is the sound of the air being smashed.

too fast.

The members of the Liaoyuan tribe at the original place looked at each other, happily let the wolf carry the black bird on the back of the beast, and then protected the basket, and turned back from the family group station.

Han Muye did not go in the direction of Huangyan tribe, but ran in another direction.

Zhu Rong and the others couldn't sense it, but Han Muye was different.

At this moment, he could sense a fierce battle thousands of miles away.

The battle of beasts.

At least five beasts.

It is not a low-level divine beast with only a trace of divine beast blood like the black bird that was killed just now, but a real prehistoric divine beast with a complete divine beast bloodline.

Han Muye raised his palm, and there was a faint flash of spiritual light in his palm.

This aura was drawn from the little guy in the basket just now.

This ray of aura is now really pointing to the place where the beasts are fighting in front of them.

The flying speed is extremely fast, and the surrounding world seems to be broken through an illusory gate of light.

The prehistoric world is too stable. Otherwise, at Han Muye's current speed, he would be able to cross the void and break open the space.

The faster the speed, the greater the pressure in space.

He could feel the blood force in his body being squeezed by the space, and it began to roar continuously.

The power of the dragon crocodile that had not yet been fully integrated, and the power of the re-sublimated Kui Niu, all began to condense again.

The physical strength seems to be burning, burning away the impurities, leaving only the true essence.

This burning impurity is not an ordinary thing, but the original power.

Han Muye, who was running at high speed, had a flash of light in his eyes.

I see!

There are billions of origins in the world, and not every origin can be cultivated to the strongest.

Only those very few origins can support to the end of practice.

Moreover, each dimension has its source of support, and the source of power that is compatible with this plane can exert its greatest strength in it.

That is the overlord level.

What is burning on Han Muye's body now is the origin that cannot be used in the prehistoric and has little value, and what has been purified is the strongest origin in him.

This kind of burning is like refining a weapon.

After thousands of tempers, what remains is the real essence.

"boom--"

The roaring sound in front has been shaken.

Han Muye's figure moved and stopped on a piece of bluestone.

Around him, the condensed energy and blood turned into a long, twisting blood-colored dragon, which oscillated slightly around him.

Standing on the bluestone, the battle ahead can be seen clearly.

Not five divine beasts, but eight.

It's just that the power of the remaining divine beast's bloodline is not pure, only a level stronger than the black tiger subdued by Zhu Rong.

Four ten-foot-sized mythical beasts surrounded a fiery red bird with one foot and two wings.

Bi Fang.

With one leg and two wings, the flame is with him, this is Bi Fang.

That is, the divine beast guided by the bloodline of the little guy in the basket.

Behind Bi Fang was a slightly smaller bird with colorful feathers shining brightly.

This is Feiyun Beast, the mother of that little guy.

Obviously, Bi Fang is now protecting the Feiyun beast behind him.

It seems that the totem beast of the Huangyan tribe was not alone and helpless, but was caught off guard.

This Bi Fang is Feiyun Beast's reinforcements.

Of the four divine beasts that besieged and killed Bi Fang, one had the body of a dragon and the head of a snake. It should be the divine beast Viper. One end has the head of a tiger and the body of a wolf, with icy-cold teeth. It is a cloud cat, a prehistoric mythical beast.

The other two are glazed tortoises with thick carapaces, which are somewhat similar to the beasts under the tyrant.

The four divine beasts, the glazed tortoise, have extremely strong defenses, blocking the front, the cloud cat is fast and constantly impacting, and the viper is waiting for the opportunity to move, and its lethality is the first among the four divine beasts.

The gray clouds swallowed by the viper cover up the surrounding space, leaving only an illusory figure, and the cloud cats come and go, only the phantom is turbulent.

As for the two glass turtles, they shrank their bodies into the carapace, and only swung their long tails like long whips, with every blow whistling.

Bi Fang in front was covered in flames, as long as he spread his wings, there would be a cloud of fire hitting him, resisting all attacks.

Its one leg jumps up from time to time, as long as it lifts its foot and smashes it down, it will definitely make the rushing cloud cat panic and dodge.

Even the glass tortoise, who was shrunk in the tortoise shell, did not dare to be hit by Bi Fang's single foot, so he dodged carefully.

This was in the prehistoric world, where the oppressive power of heaven and earth was overwhelming. If it were in other worlds, the bodies of these divine beasts would have directly turned into tens of thousands of feet.

Without the suppression of the power of heaven and earth, every blow of these divine beasts would shatter the stars, and a galaxy would be destroyed directly.

This is the difference between the upper plane and the lower plane. The battle on the upper plane pays more attention to the origin and is more dangerous.

The arrival of Han Muye caused a slight pause on the battlefield.

Bi Fang looked at Han Muye, and a gleam of light flickered in his three-colored eyes.

The Flying Cloud Beast behind it let out a mournful cry, its wings vibrating slightly.

Among the four divine beasts, Viper let out a low growl twice, and two figures hidden behind rushed towards Han Muye.

These two are divine beasts that have not sensed the powerful blood power like the Feiyun beast before.

A one-horned Liuyun horse with a gray body and a white mane on its head, a scale armor all over its body, sharp four feet, and a fierce armored jerk between its head and face.

They are all alien beasts with a trace of divine beast blood, and the strength of their respective groups is not bad.

A cyan cloud of light on the horn above Liu Yunju's head exploded and turned into ten thousand ropes, rolling towards Han Muye directly.

The iron-armored jerk turned the scales outside his body into layers of golden and black shields. The shields were round, sharp, and spun rapidly, sweeping towards Han Muye.

If there is a disagreement, he shoots.

This is prehistoric, there are no rules to speak of.

In front of Han Muye, the rope was illusory and the armor was sharp.

The rope looks flimsy, but as long as it is locked, even a mid-level divine beast with full bloodlines and strength will be trapped for a while.

As for the rotating scales, they can tear apart a mountain, gathering here now has sealed all the moving positions of Han Muye.

The suppression of the power of the prehistoric world does not mean that the strength of these divine beasts is not strong.

Whether it's the original power, the means of fighting, or the consciousness, these divine beasts are still extremely tyrannical.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the front, and the originally quiet blood in his body suddenly rose.

"boom--"

Surrounded by red flames, it directly turned into a long dragon!

This is the pure and extreme display of the power of his Golden Crow clan bloodline!

Flame, red flame.

origin!

Before the thin blue rope reached ten feet in front of Han Muye, it was already engulfed by the flames, ignited instantly, and then rolled back towards Liu Yunju's body.

The flame couldn't be extinguished at all, and it instantly ignited Liu Yunju's mane.

On the other side, the flames swirled to block the flying scales.

Every minute the scale armor advances, it becomes hotter.

Three feet in front of Han Muye, all the whirling scales had turned into molten iron, melting and dripping.

The Iron Armor who shot out the scales shuddered all over, fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Liu Yunju was even more miserable, rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his head and face, but he couldn't.

How could this kind of Golden Crow Divine Flame be extinguished?

"Golden Crow?"

"The wasteland still has the power of the Golden Crow?"

"Didn't the Golden Crow have only one small group left, exiled to the shore of the East China Sea?"

The Viper and other four divine beasts who besieged Bifang didn't care about the life and death of Liuyunju and Tiejiajiu, but were very curious about Han Muye's power of the Golden Crow.

Han Muye glanced ahead and flew up, raising the spear in his hand.

On the spear, the original blue color was covered by flames, and the golden divine flame condensed into a ten thousand zhang spear light.

The tip of the gun swept across and strangled towards the long tail of a glass turtle.

"Stab—"

The sharp point of the spear collided with the glass turtle's long tail, and the flames on the point of the spear wrapped the long tail, causing the glass turtle to roll over in panic.

Just now, Han Muye has discovered that the power of wind, thunder, water and fire is the source of the pillar in the prehistoric world, even the power of the blood of the beast is much inferior.

This is the source of being able to directly compete with the mighty power of the dragon crocodile's flesh and blood.

Perhaps each side of the upper plane, the original pillars are similar?

Such a thought flashed through the mind of Han Muye, who once made a move in the heavenly plane.

"boom--"

The point of the gun hit the glass turtle's back, flipping the glass turtle's body.

Han Mu Yeren was in mid-air, turned his spear, and turned his eyes to the fixed figure, looking carefully at his cloud cat.

"Bi Fang, I will imprison Yunmao, three breaths, is it enough for you to kill Viper?"

Han Muye didn't move his eyes, and spoke directly.

Three breaths, kill Viper?

Han Muye's words stunned all the beasts present.

Imprisoning the extremely fast cloud cat for three breaths.

Three breaths time to kill Viper.

The key is such cooperation, do you really dare?

If what Han Muye said was a lie, then Bi Fang, who was going all out, would probably have to pay a huge price.

The Flying Cloud Beast behind Bi Fang patted its wings and looked at Bi Fang.

The Viper retracted its head slightly, growling in a low voice, and the clouds around it became more dense.

Starlight flickered in Yunmao's eyes, and several phantoms appeared outside his figure.

At this moment, all the beasts acted.

Han Muye's arrival brought tremendous pressure.

"Roar--"

Bi Fang's voice sounded, he spread his wings, and grabbed the viper with one foot.

Really shot!

Viper's eyes showed fierceness, he opened his mouth, and a gray-black bead flew out, hitting Bi Fang's single leg.

It doesn't ask for anything else, just insist on three breaths.

At this time, Yunmao had also moved, and with the power to tear apart the void, he rushed towards Bi Fang.

If Han Muye can't stop it, Bi Fang will die.

Even if Han Muye could block it, if he couldn't block three breaths, then Bi Fang would definitely be seriously injured.

The change in an instant was too great, the surrounding void shook, the suppressing power of heaven and earth was directly aroused, and the space was suddenly disillusioned.

The power of the three divine beasts attacking at the same time attracted the attention of the forces of heaven and earth.

At this time, Han Muye's palm that was holding the spear suddenly let go.

At his fingertips, a clear cloud of light flashed.

Three golden horizontal stripes flowed from the fingertips, and then pressed towards Yunmao.

These three divine patterns are the divine patterns on the altar of the Liaoyuan Tribe.

Suppress Cloud Cat with divine patterns!

The three divine patterns turned into huge flaming palms, and slapped them down.

Before Yunmao's body rushed to Bi Fang, it was slapped on the head by the giant palm and hit the ground.

The gravel rolled on the ground, and Yunmao Shizhang's body sank in the mud and rocks, blood gushing all over his body.

Above, Bi Fang, who had been grabbing Viper's head, suddenly changed direction, and landed on Yunmao's body hard with one foot.

"Crack——"

The ear-piercing sound of bones breaking rang through.

Bi Fang raised his foot.

"Crack——"

Then hit it hard.

This foot stepped on Yunmao's head.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the original power of Yunmao is dissipating.

At this time, counting from the shot, it was about three breaths.

Three breaths, Viper is safe and sound.

The mythical cloud cat fell.

With a slight smile on Han Muye's face, he looked at Bi Fang in front of him.

"Three breaths, I'll help you entangle the Viper, you make a move—"

His gaze turned to the glass turtle that had just rolled over.

Bi Fang spread his wings and soared into the sky.