The fighting power of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox bloodline, even if it only has three tails, is unpredictable.

Tianhu has an unimaginable talent for manipulating spiritual thoughts.

Bai Wuhen stood in front of Han Muye, and if he wasn't looking at him, he wouldn't be able to sense his presence at all.

At this moment, in a ten-mile radius, except for Xiang Lingshuang and Han Muye who were beside the altar, all the monsters were prostrate on the ground.

"Bai Wuhen, what a good name." Han Muye looked at the girl transformed by Tianhu and nodded lightly.

Hearing his words, Bai Wuhen's eyes flashed with nostalgia, and he whispered: "Actually, I really want to stay in Jiange forever, mix some spirit stones, steal a few sips of wine, and be a carefree little boy.

arctic fox."

Speaking of this, the look on her face became even more complicated: "I don't know if I can see Xiao Xuan again in this life..."

Gao Xiaoxuan.

The boy who wanted to be a human being but ended up being a swordsman.

He followed Huang Laoliu to the outside world.

Before leaving, he entrusted Han Muye to take care of Xiaobai.

"One day, I will go outside the boundary to find Sixth Brother."

Han Muye spoke calmly.

"I'll go too." Huang Zhihu waved his fist.

"I'll go too." Bai Wuhen showed a smile on his face.

"I, then I..." Xiang Lingshuang touched her head behind her, feeling a little at a loss.

Bai Wuhen turned around and looked at Xiang Lingshuang: "Little White Elephant, the outside world is more dangerous than Tianxuan and countless times more dangerous than here. If you want to go, you can't do it now."

Xiang Lingshuang nodded, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

The nature of their tribe was to be gentle and unwilling to fight, so he really felt uncomfortable letting him fight in dangerous places.

Han Muye shook his head and said nothing.

How many things in the spiritual world can follow your own temperament?

He doesn't want to kill anyone, but his hands are full of blood, right?

Bai Wuhen fused the blood power of the Green Fox clan in this place and controlled the life and death of tens of thousands of fox clans in the tribe.

There were also those demons and humans who came to snatch the power of the bloodline, and they all surrendered and stayed in the tribe.

In this way, this tribe has nearly twenty great demons who have condensed the demon elixir, including five from the Qinghu tribe itself, and the two eight great demons from the Wind Wolf tribe who have condensed the elixir.

With the imprint of the Heavenly Fox Clan’s soul, these powerful demon clan men would not even have the thought of betrayal.

This method, which is like tampering with bloodline inheritance memories, really makes no sense.

Bai Wuhen and Xiang Lingshuang went to appease the tribesmen and learn about the situation at the camp. Han Muye led Huang Zhihu to repair in the stone house not far from the altar.

Outside the stone house, a huge one-horned rhinoceros several feet tall was lying on the ground, squinting in the sun.

The great golden elixir demon whose soul was shattered, lost his spirituality, and left only his physical body had no strength, but was ignorant and became an ordinary monster.

But after all, he is a great demon who has condensed demonic elixirs. With his physical body alone, his defensive power is extremely strong, and he can also be used as a mount to travel.

Huang Zhihu has already tried it. The back of the rhinoceros monster is spacious and stable. It is most suitable for sleeping when you are on the road.

The Qinghu Tribe is much more powerful and wealthy than the Shanmao Tribe, and the spiritual fruits sent to them are not only delicious, but also nourish the body.

Huang Zhihu lay on the long eucalyptus, picking one at a time, and was very happy there.

With a flash of inspiration, Yundi appeared in front of Huang Zhihu with a pen and ink in her hand.

The yellow fat tiger's face fell down with half a spiritual fruit in his mouth.

Yundi raised her hand and swept away all the spiritual fruits. Then she placed the pen and ink on the long eucalyptus.

With a sad face, Huang Zhihu had no choice but to pick up the ink pen, open the book, and quietly began to copy the text.

Not to mention, after picking up the pen, all the restlessness in Huang Zhihu disappeared, and his eyes were filled with aura.

Seeing her copying carefully, Han Muye raised his hand, and a eight-foot-long mace appeared in his palm.

This big stick is extremely heavy, and the casting method is not complicated, but the spiritual materials smelted in it are quite high-grade.

Even if this thing is smelted, it can be exchanged for a large amount of spiritual stones.

Holding the mace with both hands, streams of spiritual energy and sword energy rushed into it.

The mace vibrated and let out an unwilling scream.

The spirit body that was about to condense was immediately shattered.

The power of the weapon spirit collapsed and dispersed into the mace again.

The big stick suddenly became an ownerless thing.

Only in this way can it be traded.

It is not a good thing to send a message when trading belongings that belong to the owner.

The sword energy rushed into the big stick, and pictures of the Netherfrost World appeared one after another.

The owner of this big stick, Mu Jin, is not bad at cultivation, and he is also the young city lord. He knows a lot of information about the Netherfrost World, including many secret stories.

"This Nether Cold World is actually not too far away from the Tianxuan World?"

This was an unexpected gain.

The world of Tianxuan is covered by great avenues, making it difficult for outsiders to explore.

But from what Han Muye learned, Zhongzhou has never stopped conquering foreign lands.

This Netherworld is weaker than Tianxuan, and it is a world dominated by monsters, so it is very suitable for conquest.

I wonder if the news from the Netherfrost Realm could be given to the Imperial Dynasty in exchange for some benefits?

The energy and blood fed back from the mace were mixed, and Han Muye directly sent them all into the Star Spirit Orb.

After putting away the mace, Han Muye took out a long knife.

This long sword is completely black, with a demonic light flashing on the blade.

Pressing your hand on the blade, you can feel the cold chill emanating from it.

Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.

This sword was obtained from a black-armored demon clan.

Although he could question the black turtle monsters subdued by Bai Wuhen, Han Muye still preferred to investigate directly.

Only what you see with your own eyes is real enough.

The sword energy entered the blade, and traces of bloody energy escaped.

This knife has killed many creatures.

"boom"

A flash of light exploded in Han Muye's divine treasure.

Han Muye snorted coldly and slashed down with the Soul Sword, shattering the flame.

This is not the first time that countermeasures have appeared in weapons, but it is really surprising that a great demon saber with a golden elixir cultivation level from the Spirit Armor clan has such a method.

Looking at it this way, behind the spirit-armored demon clan, there is probably an unimaginably huge force.

There was no need to wait. After extinguishing the flames in the divine treasure, pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.

Bizarre and colorful.

It turns out that the spiritual armored demon clan is not the only group of black turtle demons.

The tribe with snow-colored scales is full of coldness and coldness, while the tribe with golden armor is extremely powerful. Any one of the same level can directly crush several black turtle monsters.

There are also ice blue outer armor, green outer armor, including the most rare and colorful spirit armor demon clan who are good at controlling the power of the soul.

"Devil?"

Han Muye was stunned for a moment.

This five-colored outer armor and illusory spirit armor clan looked very much like the demon he once killed in the Soul-Desolating Wasteland.

Even if they are not the same ethnic group, nine out of ten of them are related.

It seems that the Lingjia clan that invaded Tianxuan are far more than those seen in the Tianxuan world.

The Colorful Spirit Armor Clan, who are good at controlling souls, are much more powerful than the Black Armor Clan, who have low spiritual intelligence.

In the picture in my mind, it seems that there are always groups of people that are out of sight.

The reproductive ability of the Lingjia Clan made Han Muye feel chilled in his heart.

Moreover, this group is not picky about food, and their consumption and use of spiritual energy is almost a cruel deprivation.

The owner of this long sword once followed the endless army and directly submerged a star.
To be continued...