Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Ultimately, there is a choice to be made.

According to the prehistoric practice, the ethnic groups are divided to preserve the overall strength, or are they to rise up and resist?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

From the rise of the Liaoyuan Tribe to the present, every major decision was made by Han Muye.

Because his vision is far beyond that of Zhu Rong and the others.

Han Muye glanced over.

Zhu Rong, with his current cultivation level, he can completely crush high-ranking beasts.

The origin of the fire veins he controls can mobilize the superposition of the power of the entire ethnic group, and how strong it can be in the end is really shocking.

Each of the other human races behind Zhu Rong has the combat power of a lower-level beast.

Although it is with the help of the original power of flames bestowed by the battle armor and Zhu Rong, it is not a problem to deal with the lower beasts.

From the time when Zhu Rong bestowed the totem mark on the origin of the flame, the Liaoyuan tribe really began to rise.

As long as Zhu Rong is strong enough, the upper limit of the ethnic group will continue to increase.

"Zhu Rong, the future of the Liaoyuan Tribe should be in your own hands." Han Muye turned his head, looked at Zhu Rong in front of him, and said softly.

The future is in your hands.

Zhu Rong and the strong men of the ethnic group behind him were slightly taken aback.

"Master Han, you, you don't care about us?"

"Yes, this time is really the most important choice for our Liaoyuan Tribe, how can you ignore it, Master Han?"

The two big men with blood on their bodies made anxious noises.

Han Muye didn't speak, but just looked at Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong was silent, his breath surging and shaking.

After a long time, he finally raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and then glanced at everyone around him.

"wait me back."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the big tent.

Where is he going?

Everyone in the big tent looked at Zhu Rong's back blankly.

Han Muye shook his head with a chuckle, raised his hand, and a golden light curtain appeared on his face.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong stepped on the back of the black tiger. With a roar, the black tiger spread its wings and flew away.

The direction he was going was Mount Butai.

What are you going to do in Mount Putai?

The light on the light curtain vibrates and changes with the fast-flying black tiger.

"boom--"

Ahead, a flying bird and animal blocking the way was punched by Zhu Rong.

"He, is he going to hunt in Butai Mountain?" A big man in black armor whispered.

hunting?

Since coming here to trade, hunting beasts has been rarely done.

In business, peace is the most important thing.

"boom--"

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong shot again.

He clenched the spear tightly in his hand, and waved a series of golden fire dragons.

Fire dragons lingered, streamers flickered, and the several divine beasts blocking the way ahead were all overturned.

But Zhu Rong didn't kill them, and after throwing these beasts away, he didn't make another move.

He drove the black tiger forward, and there were more and more beasts blocking the way ahead, and they became more and more tyrannical.

But no matter whether it is powerful or more, it can't stop his progress at all.

Outside the light curtain, those Liaoyuan clansmen watched with excitement at this moment.

This is the patriarch of his own family, and his strength has reached such a level!

"boom--"

In the void, a huge wolf claw with a radius of one hundred feet was photographed.

A cold light shone on the wolf's paws.

The surrounding world seemed to be imprisoned, causing turmoil.

High-ranking beast!

Such means can only be achieved by high-ranking beasts.

The members of the Liaoyuan tribe in the big tent held their breath.

Han Muye's expression was calm.

This level of strength can't stop Zhu Rong.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong raised his hand and punched out.

The golden fist shadow also turned into a hundred feet, and collided with the wolf claw.

The wolf claws were annihilated directly, and the golden fist shadow rushed into the void, causing the surrounding world to emit a sharp roar.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

At least a dozen divine beasts hidden in mid-air were knocked into the air by the shadow of the fist, and their figures fell down.

This punch made the whole world seem to calm down.

There were roars of beasts in the void.

The beasts blocking the way seemed to have received some order, and retreated like a tide.

Zhu Rong drove the black tiger and drove straight in, heading straight for the highest peak of Butai Mountain.

It was a ten thousand zhang mountain peak, towering into the clouds.

"That's the highest point of Bu Tai Mountain, Bu Zhou Peak, which enters the clouds and covers the sky?"

"It is said that the beast on Bu Zhou Peak is the strongest in the entire Bu Tai Mountain. Is Zhu Rong going to challenge the beast on Bu Zhou Peak?"

In the large tent, those members of the Liaoyuan tribe watched nervously.

God beasts are different from god beasts.

The strength of the strong among the beasts is unimaginable.

Although Zhu Rong is strong, is he still inferior to those divine beasts who can dominate and divination Zhou Feng?

"Om—"

The void oscillated, and turbulence flickered on the light curtain.

This is the confrontation of the forces of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding forces of heaven and earth to shatter.

The light curtain in the big tent shattered directly.

All the members of the Liaoyuan tribe were at a loss.

They were even more nervous when they couldn't see the fighting over there.

"Master Han, what should we do?"

"Master Han, why don't we gather our army and go rescue Patriarch Zhu Rong?"

"Yes, with the strength of my army, his combat power can be stronger."

Everyone was a little flustered and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye waved his hand: "I'll just go and have a look."

After speaking, he moved and disappeared in the same place.

In fact, no matter how strong the turbulent power of heaven and earth is on Bu Zhoufeng's side, it cannot cause the light curtain here to shatter.

He just didn't want the members of the Liaoyuan tribe to see Zhu Rong fighting those beasts.

The confrontation between those high-ranking beasts will make these tribesmen feel that the high-ranking beasts are invincible.

It is not a good thing to see things beyond one's own cognition prematurely.

Han Muye's figure was running in the void, and no beast could sense his arrival.

Even thousands of miles away from Bu Zhoufeng, there is not a single beast to stop him.

Suspended thousands of miles away, he watched the battle on Bu Zhoufeng's side.

Zhu Rong controls the black tiger, wields a spear in his palm, and is surrounded by ten fire dragons.

The three divine beasts in front blocked him, but they couldn't stop his pace, so they could only let him rush up to Bu Zhoufeng.

The wind soul beast, in charge of the original power of Feng Shui.

The beast with horns can attract the power of the earth.

The red flame beast was born from the source of fire and feeds on flames.

The three heads are all high-ranking beasts, and the power of the three beasts is tyrannical, especially when the combination of wind and fire, the hot wheels hit the fire dragon outside Zhu Rong's body, making the fire dragon roar continuously.

The three-headed beasts are strong enough, but Zhu Rong's power is even stronger.

The spear pierced out, and the horned beast with the power of the earth couldn't stop it, and its body was thrown away.

The fire dragon rolled back, and the red flame beast that wanted to devour Zhu Rong's flame was completely wrapped in flames.

If it weren't for the wind soul beast running fast, it would have been taken down as well.

As Zhu Rong moved forward, the divine beast that flew down from Bu Zhou Peak became stronger and stronger.

Lieyan Tianlin, who was covered in flames, collided with Zhu Rong relying on the power of the original fire vein.

Covered in icy blue frost flowers, frost clouds and phoenixes, thousands of miles of ice cover between spread wings.

Honghuang is the land of blood inheritance.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary monsters and divine beasts to control the power of heaven and earth.

Many powerful monsters can't even spit out a fireball.

But on Bu Zhou Peak, these divine beasts manipulate wind, thunder, water and fire at will.

This is the power of the source.

With enough original power, these divine beasts can't even be suppressed by the prehistoric world.

Han Muye stood where he was, watching Zhu Rong wrestle with those divine beasts, his eyes were filled with depth.

The strength of the human race is to borrow the power of heaven and earth, and to abide by the rules of heaven and earth.

Whether it is a battle formation or a battle armor, they all operate under the rules of the power of heaven and earth.

But these divine beasts, especially the upper-ranked divine beasts, and even the subsequent overlord level, are not bound by heaven and earth at all.

So, is it the divine beast that abandoned the prehistoric beast, or the prehistoric beast that abandoned the prehistoric beast?

The other side of the two-way rush is the two-way departure?

Perhaps this is the reason why the power of heaven and earth did not stop the rise of the prehistoric human race?

Looking up, Han Muye looked at the sky.

He could feel that there seemed to be a trace of power between heaven and earth paying attention to Bu Zhoufeng.

Illusory power, illusory attention.

invisible.

"boom--"

Zhu Rong stepped back for the first time.

Blocking him was a giant black bear.

With a body of hundreds of feet, and the power of Qi and blood covering the sky, Zhu Rong was knocked back thousands of feet with a single punch.

However, such power aroused Zhu Rong's fighting spirit.

A bloody aura rose, and the spear in Zhu Rong's hand turned into a stream of light, and a golden phantom appeared outside his body.

Golden armor with long spears, and a hundred feet tall.

This is a power that is not available in the prehistoric world.

Every blow of the golden armored general, the angle and strength of the spear's thrust, made it difficult for the black bear in front of him to parry.

It is not the most primitive power struggle, nor is it the pure power of heaven and earth.

Actions, moves, speed, lead, suppress, thrust, test...

If these are instincts like divine beasts, or even supernatural powers, then that's fine.

The point is not.

Obviously, after Zhu Rong finished using a set of marksmanship, he restarted this set of marksmanship.

This is a regular, repetitive method that can really improve combat power!

On Mount Bu Tai, Bu Zhou Peak, and even in the void, countless gods and beasts watching the battle watched solemnly.

The learning ability of the human race is too strong.

Zhu Rong's marksmanship was so complex that the Black Bear God Beast was injured in several places without knowing it.

"Roar--"

Continuously injured, the black bear beast has no patience.

But the more so, the more wounds on his body.

This scene silenced all the beasts.

This earth tianxiong is a famous divine beast on Bu Zhou Peak, and behind it is a group of divine beasts, the earth tianxiong family.

The power of the high-ranking beast and the tyrannical blood power couldn't stop Zhu Rong.

The human race is already so strong?

"Om—"

In the void, a blue rope suddenly appeared and pressed down on Zhu Rong.

On Bu Zhou Peak, a huge tree crown of one hundred thousand feet appeared.

The moment the canopy appeared, the entire Butai Mountain seemed to be suppressed.

This is beyond the power of the upper beast!

"Boom—"

This time, Zhu Rong's body was finally pressed down and fell on the rocks of Bu Zhou Peak.

However, before the green vines dancing on the canopy made another move, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

It is true stillness, stillness.

A young man in a green robe appeared beside Zhu Rong.

Han Muye.

When Han Muye appeared, none of the beasts could sense it.

What's even more frightening is that when he came, all the beasts didn't even have the strength to move.

If he wanted to make a move, wouldn't all the beasts here be slaughtered?

"The prehistoric spirit wood turned into the body of a divine beast, breaking through to the overlord level but unable to leave Bu Zhoufeng. It's interesting."

Han Muye looked at the tree crown in front of him, and said softly, "Next time the Liaoyuan tribe's army will come here, let Zhu Rong fight you again."

After Han Muye finished speaking, he patted Zhu Rong's shoulder and said calmly, "Let's go."

His figure disappeared.

Come on, no one responds.

Go, still no one can sense.

It wasn't until Han Muye, Zhu Rong and the others left that the verdant tree crown shook crazily.

But on the entire Bu Zhou Peak, not a single beast dared to go down the mountain to catch up.

Han Muye shocked them too much.

Zhu Rong and Han Muye returned to the station. Half a day later, the melodious horn sounded.

Thirty thousand warriors gathered, and Han Muye and Zhu Rong led the army to set off.

Their goal is all the tribes in the wasteland.

"My Liaoyuan Tribe—"

"Must win—"

The power of Qi and blood soared into the sky, and a bloody light emerged between the sky and the earth.

The phantoms of a golden-armored warrior and the phantoms of divine beasts condensed.

As the 30,000 warriors marched forward, the soaring fighting spirit caused the clouds to shake in the entire wasteland.

At this moment, half of the beasts and groups of beasts on the prehistoric world felt it.

All the powerful beasts turned their gazes towards the wilderness.

"Human Race, can it rise?"

"Hmph, their own merger battle, it looks like it is."

"No one has ever been able to unite the weak human race, and neither can the Liaoyuan Tribe."

The divine thoughts were transmitted one after another, and the powerful groups of all parties were watching and waiting.

On the wasteland, the first to greet the arrival of the Liaoyuan tribe's army was the Hejue tribe with 100,000 tribesmen.

This tribe gathered by the river is actually a division of a million tribes.

When the 30,000 war cavalry army arrived, the Hejue tribe chose to flee.

How could it be the opponent of 30,000 warriors?

The 30,000 warriors drove behind, and the 100,000 tribes ran ahead.

One, two, three, four...

It wasn't until a group of millions of people gathered that the Hejue tribe stopped at a beach and formed a coalition of millions, waiting for the Liaoyuan tribe's cavalry.

In the wilderness, everyone is a soldier.

"The Liaoyuan Tribe is deceiving people too much."

"Today we will fight them decisively."

"Please totem beast—"

Above the wasteland, voices that resounded through the heaven and earth lingered.

Those priests holding bone staffs in their hands stood in front of the group. The bone staffs in their hands had already borrowed the original power from the divine beast.

This original power may be blessed to become combat power, or become one's own blood, or become a defensive light curtain.

It is also necessary for the beasts to fly directly down and run and dance among the groups.

The hustle and bustle of fighting intent condensed.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Ahead, a neat voice sounded.

The voices are neat, and the movements of the thirty thousand warriors are the same.

This is not something any tribe can do.

No drums.

No horns.

When the sound of the orderly trampling of the 30,000 troops sounded, even among the millions of ethnic groups, they would have to look pale.

This is the power of the human race!

In the wild, the human race may be nothing more than ants, but as long as they are truly united and united, the power they display is terrifying.

"The prairie fire—"

"Must win—"

War riding like a tide, gallop forward!

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