As Han Muye finished speaking, the spear emitted a shrill light and pierced the big black bird directly.
The spear that penetrated the big bird's body fell on the hill in the distance, causing a crimson burst of light.
The black bird screamed, its wings barely fluttering, and after flying a thousand feet, it fell to the ground.
Smoke and dust billowed.
The people of the Liaoyuan tribe roared and rushed towards the place where the black bird fell.
In the distance, the black tiger who blocked the monster turned around and took a look, only to feel a chill on his back.
Had it not surrendered before, would it have died long ago?
He turned around and saw the wolf on the side. At this time, the wolf happened to be looking at it, his face full of pride.
So what if you are a mythical beast?
Look how brave my master is.
Beside Han Muye, the faces of those from the Huangyan tribe showed confusion and horror.
That's a mythical beast!
Are mythical beasts something humans can hunt and kill?
In the ancient world, only divine beasts have always hunted human beings!
Zhu Rong's uncle Shi Cheng's mouth trembled and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
The little thing in the backpack stuck its head out, then retracted in fear.
A few breaths in the distance were turbulent, but in the end they didn't move forward.
No divine beast felt like it could catch this shot.
"boom--"
There was a roar.
Then came Zhu Rong's excited roar.
This is about winning.
Shi Cheng shook his head.
It wasn't that my nephew could really defeat the beast, it was because the beast was frightened by the shot just now and lost its will to fight.
When two parties fight, the one without the will to fight will inevitably lose.
Sure enough, after a moment, the roaring sound dissipated, and the light of energy, blood and flames slowly became silent.
Zhu Rong, who was dragging Gou Lian's spear, strode back with a look of reluctance.
There is still a blazing flame power on him that has not dissipated.
"That guy was so good at running away that I didn't keep him." Zhu Rong said reluctantly as he walked up to Han Muye.
This guy also wants to keep a mythical beast.
Shi Cheng grinned and said nothing.
The other Huangyan tribe members also laughed.
The black tiger and the green wolf dragged the bodies of several monster beasts over.
In the distance, people from the Liaoyuan Tribe were already walking back slowly carrying the spear thrown by Han Muye, and the big black bird that had been shot.
Seeing the big black bird, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up.
"Brother Han, this big bird can do it. If you eat this energy and blood, it will definitely be a great supplement."
He now has the original power in his body, and he is much more sensitive to the power of divine beasts than others.
And he can also refine the blood power of divine beasts.
"Let's go and see how many people there are in the Huangyan tribe."
"If the Feiyun Beast has died, this little guy will not be easy to raise."
Han Muye turned to look into the distance and said.
His words caused the Huangyan tribe members to turn around and rush forward.
My family members are still being hunted by monsters.
Zhu Rong nodded, stepped on the black tiger, shouted and rushed forward.
The other tribesmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Take Blackbird and this little guy back." Han Muye reached out to take back the spear and turned to look at the wolf.
"Let it be carried back."
After saying that, holding the spear, he moved and was already thousands of feet away.
"boom--"
A whistling sound came from the void.
This is the sound of the air being smashed.
Too fast.
The people of the Liaoyuan tribe looked at each other and happily let the wolf carry the sacred beast black bird, then protected the basket on their backs, and turned back to the family group station.
Han Muye did not go towards the Huangyan tribe, but ran in another direction.
Zhu Rong and the others couldn't sense it, but Han Muye was different.
At this time, he could sense a fierce battle thousands of miles away.
The battle between mythical beasts.
At least five mythical 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 true ancient divine beast with a complete divine beast bloodline.
Han Muye raised his palm, and a faint spiritual light flashed in his palm.
This spiritual light was elicited from the little guy in the backpack just now.
This ray of spiritual light is now really pointing to the place ahead where the mythical beasts are fighting.
The flying speed was so fast that the surrounding world seemed to be broken through an illusory light gate.
The prehistoric world is too stable. Otherwise, with Han Muye's current speed, he would be able to cross the void and directly break through the space.
The faster the speed, the greater the space pressure.
He could feel the blood power in his body being squeezed by the space and starting to roar.
The power of Dragon Crocodile, which had not yet been fully integrated, and the re-sublimated power of Kui Niu began to condense again.
The power of the physical body seems to be burning, burning away the impurities within it, leaving only the true essence.
This burning impurity is not an ordinary thing, but the original power.
Han Muye, who was running rapidly, had a spiritual light in his eyes.
I see!
There are billions of origins in the world, and not every origin can be cultivated to the strongest level.
Only those very few sources can sustain you to the end of your practice.
Moreover, each plane has its supporting origin, and the source power that is consistent with this plane can exert its greatest power within it.
That is the overlord level.
What is burning in Han Muye now is the origin that could not be exerted in the prehistoric times and has little value. What has been purified is the strongest origin in him.
This kind of burning is like refining a weapon.
After a lot of hard work, what remains is the true essence.
"boom--"
The roaring sound ahead was already shaking.
Han Muye moved and stopped on a piece of bluestone.
Around him, the condensed qi and blood power turned into a spiraling bloody dragon, vibrating slightly around him.
Standing on the bluestone, the battle ahead came into view.
It's not a five-headed beast, it's eight.
It's just that the blood power of the remaining divine beasts is not pure, and is only one level stronger than the black tiger that Zhu Rong conquered.
Four mythical beasts that were ten feet tall surrounded a fiery red bird beast with one leg and two wings in the middle.
Bi Fang.
With one leg and two wings, and carrying flames with him, this is Bi Fang, the ancient divine beast.
That is, the divine beast guided by the bloodline of the little guy in the basket.
Behind Bi Fang, there was a slightly smaller bird with colorful feathers on its body that shone brightly.
This is Feiyunmon, the mother of that little guy.
It was obvious that Bi Fang was now protecting Feiyun Beast behind him.
It seems that the totem beast of the Huangyan tribe is not alone, but was just caught off guard.
This Bi Fang is the reinforcement of Feiyun Beast.
Among the four mythical beasts that surrounded and killed Bi Fang, one had the body of a dragon and the head of a snake. It should be the mythical beast viper. One has the head of a tiger and the body of a wolf, and its long teeth are icy cold. It is the cloud cat, the ancient mythical beast.
The other two are glass turtles with thick backs and some similarities to the Baxia beast.
The four-headed divine beasts, the Glass Turtle, are extremely defensive and block the front. The Cloud Cat is fast and constantly attacks, while the Viper is waiting for opportunities to move. Its lethality is the highest among the four divine beasts.
The gray clouds puffed out by the viper covered the surrounding space, leaving only illusory figures. The cloud cats came and went, only the phantoms were turbulent.
As for the two glass turtles, they huddled their bodies in their backs and swung their long tails like long whips, each blow carrying a whistling sound.
Bifang in front was covered in flames. As long as his wings were spread out, fire clouds would hit him, blocking all attacks.
Its one foot sometimes jumps up, and as long as it lifts its foot and slams it down, it will definitely make the charging cloud cat panic and dodge.
Even the glass turtle huddled in the turtle shell did not dare to be hit by Bifang's one foot, so he carefully avoided and dodged.
This was in the ancient times, and the suppressive power of heaven and earth was extremely strong. If it were in other worlds, the bodies of these divine beasts would have directly transformed into tens of thousands of feet.
Without the suppression of the power of heaven and earth, every blow of these beasts would shatter the stars, and a galaxy would be directly destroyed.
This is the difference between the upper plane and the lower plane. The battle in the upper plane pays more attention to the origin and is more dangerous.
Han Muye's arrival caused a slight pause on the battlefield.
Bi Fang looked at Han Muye, a glimmer of light flashing in his Sancai eyes.
The Feiyun Beast behind it screamed sadly, its wings vibrating slightly.
Among the four divine beasts, the viper roared twice, and the two figures hidden behind rushed towards Han Muye.
These two were the same divine beasts that had not sensed the powerful bloodline power like Feiyun Beast before.
A one-horned flowing cloud horse with a gray body and a white mane on its head. It has a body covered with scales, sharp legs, and a ferocious-looking iron-armored horse between its head and face.
They are all exotic beasts with a trace of divine beast blood, and the strength of their respective tribes is not bad.
A green cloud of light exploded from the single horn above Liu Yunju's head, turning into thousands of ropes and rolling directly towards Han Muye.
The armored armor turned the scales outside of the body into layers of golden-black shields. The shields were round, sharp, spinning rapidly, and swept towards Han Muye.
Take action at the slightest disagreement.
This is the primitive world, there are no rules.
In front of Han Muye, the rope was illusory and the armor was sharp.
The rope looks thin, but as long as it is locked, even an intermediate divine beast with full bloodline power will be trapped for a while.
As for the rotating scales, they were capable of tearing apart a mountain. When they gathered here, they had blocked all Han Muye's movement positions.
The suppression of the power of the ancient world does not mean that these divine beasts are not strong.
Regardless of their original power, fighting methods, or consciousness, these beasts are still extremely powerful.
Han Muye's gaze fell forward, and the originally silent blood in his body suddenly surged.
"boom--"
The red flames swirled around and turned directly into a long dragon!
This is the ultimate display of the pure power of his Golden Crow bloodline!
Flame, red flame.
origin!
The thin green rope had not reached ten feet in front of Han Muye, but it was already directly caught in the flames, ignited all of a sudden, and then rolled back towards Liu Yunju.
The flame could not be extinguished at all, and instantly ignited Liu Yunju's mane.
On the other side, flames blocked the flying scales.
The minute the scales advance, the more intense the heat becomes.
Three feet in front of Han Muye, all the whirling scales had turned into molten iron, melting and dripping.
The iron-armored beast that shot out its scales trembled all over, fell to the ground and roared in pain.
Liu Yunju was even more miserable. He was 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 destroyed?
"Golden Crow?"
"Is there still the power of the Golden Crow in the wasteland?"
"Isn't there only a small Golden Crow ethnic group left, exiled on the shores of the East China Sea?"
The viper and other four divine beasts that surrounded and killed Bifang did not care about the life or death of Liuyunju and Tiejiahuan. Instead, they were very curious about Han Muye's power of the Golden Crow.
Han Muye glanced ahead, flew up, and raised the spear in his hand.
On the spear, the original green color was covered by flames, and the golden divine flame condensed into a ten thousand-foot spear light.
The gun tip swept across and strangled the long tail of a glass turtle.
"Stab-"
The sharp spear point collided with the glass turtle's long tail, and the flames on the spear point wrapped the long tail, causing the glass turtle to roll around in panic.
Han Muye, who had been tempering all the way just now, had discovered that the power of wind, thunder, water and fire was the backbone of the ancient world, and even the power of the bloodline of divine beasts was much inferior.
This is the origin that can directly compete with the huge power of Dragon Crocodile's physical bloodline.
Perhaps the source pillars in each upper plane are similar?
Such thoughts flashed through Han Mu's ambition when he had taken action in the Cangtian plane.
"boom--"
The spear tip fell on Li Gui's back, knocking Li Gui's body over.
Han Mu, a wild man, turned his gun in mid-air and looked at Yun Mao, who was still looking at him carefully.
"Bi Fang, I will imprison Cloud Cat. Will three breaths be enough for you to kill the viper?"
Han Muye kept his eyes still and spoke directly.
Three breaths to kill the viper?
Han Muye's words stunned all the beasts present.
The imprisoning speed of Cloud Cat is extremely fast.
Kill the viper in three breaths.
The key is such cooperation, do you really dare?
If Han Muye told a lie, Bi Fang, who had tried his best to take action, would probably have to pay a huge price.
The flying cloud beast behind Bi Fang flapped its wings and looked at Bi Fang.
The viper shrank its head slightly, roaring lowly, and the clouds and mist around it became thicker.
Starlight flashed in Cloud Cat's eyes, and several shadows appeared outside his body.
At this moment, all the divine beasts took action.
The arrival of Han Muye brought tremendous pressure.
"Roar--"
Bi Fang's voice sounded, he spread his wings and grabbed the viper head-on with one foot.
Really take action!
Viper's eyes were fierce, he opened his mouth, and a gray-black bead flew out and hit Bifang's one foot.
It does not ask for anything else, as long as it persists in three breaths.
At this time, Yunmao had also taken action, rushing towards Bifang with his feet with the power to tear apart the void.
If Han Muye couldn't stop it, Bi Fang would die.
Even if Han Muye can block it, if he can't block the three breaths, Bi Fang will definitely be seriously injured.
The changes in an instant were too great, the surrounding void shook, the suppressive power of heaven and earth was directly triggered, and the space was suddenly disillusioned.
The power of the three-headed 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 originally holding the spear suddenly loosened his grip.
At the tip of his finger, a clear cloud light flashed.
Three golden horizontal lines flowed on the fingertips, and then pressed towards Yun Mao.
These three divine patterns are the divine patterns on the altar of the Liaoyuan tribe.
Use divine patterns to suppress Cloud Cat!
The three divine patterns turned into giant flaming palms and swung down in one fell swoop.
Before Yun Mao's body could rush to Bifang's side, it was already slapped on the head by a giant palm and hit on the ground.
The rubble was rolling on the ground, and Yun Mao's ten-foot-long body was stuck in the mud and rocks, with blood gushing all over his body.
Above, Bifang, who was originally grabbing the viper's head, suddenly changed his direction and landed hard on Yun Mao's body with one foot.
"Click——"
The ear-piercing sound of broken bones was heard.
Bi Fang raised one foot.
"Click——"
Then hit it down hard.
This foot stepped on Yun Mao's head.
Visible to the naked eye, Yun Mao's original power is escaping.
At this time, counting from the hand, it was about three breaths.
Three breaths later, the viper was safe and sound.
The mythical beast Cloud Cat has fallen.
Han Muye looked at Bifang in front of him with a slight smile on his face.
"Three breaths, I'll help you entangle the viper, you take action——"
His eyes turned to the glass turtle who had just turned over.
Bi Fang spread his wings and soared into the sky.
