When the divine pattern fell on Zhu Rong's arm, Zhu Rong felt that the flames all over his body almost exploded.

Fortunately, he now has good control over the fire veins. He raised his hand and clapped it, and a golden light from his palm suppressed the divine pattern on his arm.

The power of the divine pattern fell silent and condensed into a trace that was about an inch long, like a small snake.

When he walked out of Han Muye's stone house, he was still shocked.

It's hard to imagine how far Master Han has come to understand the power of fire veins.

After a few steps, he had landed on the stone platform in front of him.

It was the original flame altar.

At this time, there were already groups of Liaoyuan tribe members standing solemnly under the stone platform.

The original Liaoyuan tribe did not have so many rules, and the tribesmen acted in a relatively loose manner.

Later, Han Muye trained them in their cultivation and practiced various battle formations. Unknowingly, they developed rules and regulations.

Zhu Rong flew down on the stone platform, looked down, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Set off!"

The prostrate black tiger stood up under the stone platform, shaking off his body and stretching, and a majestic aura rose up.

Behind the stone platform, the flying cloud beast and the prairie fire beast roared and spread their wings to fly high.

At this moment, the clouds above the Liaoyuan tribe were impacted by the power of the three-headed beasts, like a whirlpool.

The tribesmen below looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but feel excited.

The Liaoyuan tribe is so powerful!

The stronger your tribe is, the more it can protect you and make you stronger.

On the other hand, such a powerful ethnic group is worthy of protecting them with all their strength, and even giving everything for them.

The spontaneous pride of the ethnic group turned into wisps of light golden light, gathering into an invisible cloud above everyone's heads.

Zhu Rong flew onto the black tiger, stretched out his hands to protect him, and the large group of people rushed out.

After walking no more than ten miles, cattle and wolves scattered in the wilderness gathered together.

These tall and strong monsters all have two backpacks hanging on their backs.

This trip is to mine spiritual minerals, and the mined spiritual iron will also be brought back to the tribe.

Eight hundred tribesmen, thousands of monster beasts, and two divine beasts protecting their heads, such a large group of people were walking through the wasteland. No matter whether they were monster beasts or human tribes, they did not dare to face them directly and quietly avoided them.

After traveling for thirty thousand miles, there was no one who was not wise enough to rob me along the way.

This made Zhu Rong breathe a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.

He was also planning to take action when he encountered someone who was in danger, and try the power of the divine pattern given by Han Muye.

Yunluo Mountain is a towering mountain with clouds accumulating all year round. On the top of the mountain are several mythical beasts of the Yunshui lineage.

In the ancient world, the mythical beasts not only gathered together because of their bloodlines, but also because of their origins.

Of course, there are more wars due to the struggle for origin.

"It's right there." Liaoyuan, who spread his wings and flew down, whispered, and then his wings flew away from the rocky beach in front of him.

Broken black spiritual iron appeared among the pebbles of various colors.

Zhu Rong walked over, picked up a piece, and nodded.

Beside him, Zhu Tian, ​​who was holding a bone staff in his hand, had a smile on his face.

"With this spiritual iron, the armor Master Han mentioned can be refined."

Today, Zhutian is no longer the strongest in the clan, but he has high prestige. Zhu Rong wants to practice, and Zhutian is responsible for all the messy things in the clan.

For Zhutian, the current growth of the ethnic group is beyond his imagination, and every day is like a dream.

He couldn't imagine what it would look like after taking this spiritual iron back and refining it into a battle armor.

The tribesmen began to look for black spiritual iron on the beach, and large and small spiritual irons hit the basket on the back of the monster.

Zhu Rong looked up and whispered: "I'll look up. I don't know how long it will take just to pick it up like this."

These ores must have been washed down by rainwater.

The black tiger was driven up along the traces of the river, and the beast of the prairie fire was pacing behind Zhu Rong.

The higher you go up, the heavier the clouds become.

What was once within sight can no longer be seen clearly.

A fire-veined divine beast like Liao Yuan is not used to this kind of cloud that makes his body soaking wet.

"call--"

A mouthful of flame was spit out, and the water vapor thousands of feet ahead was directly evaporated.

The prairie fire flapped its wings proudly.

"How about, I-"

Before the transmission of spiritual thoughts was finished, Zhu Rong had already shouted lowly, then flew up and punched out.

"boom--"

A giant claw of ten feet of cloud energy gathered above their heads, collided with the punch, and exploded.

A beast with a single horn on its head, shaped like an antelope, but covered in scales and armor appeared in front of it, with solemnity in its eyes.

"Fire Vein Power?"

"What are you doing here at Yunluoshan?"

Yunluoshan is filled with the energy of clouds and water. If you have fire veins, you are asking for trouble.

"Is this the floating sheep in the clouds and the soaring cloud mythical beast that Master Han said?" Liao Yuan's spiritual thoughts were quietly conveyed to Zhu Rong.

"Can this guy gather thousands of miles of water clouds and cause wind and rain from heaven?"

Han Muye not only taught the Dao in the Liaoyuan tribe, but also combined the power of various divine beasts and divine patterns in the ancient world to reflect the differences between various levels of power.

For example, the middle-level mythical beast in front of you, the Floating Sheep, although its bloodline strength is average, but in the place where there is cloud energy between the clouds and water, its strength can be continuously doubled.

Zhu Rong looked around and nodded slightly.

I was planning to compete with the mythical beast here, but it turned out that this was a floating sheep, so there was nothing to do.

The original power of my own fire veins would be severely suppressed here in Yunluoshan. On the contrary, my power here would be almost unlimited.

The ancient world is stable, but it is not easy to shake the mountains and destroy the earth's veins.

"We are here to mine spiritual minerals." Zhu Rong raised his hand and said loudly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a piece of golden-red divine beast blood stone flew down.

Seeing this blood stone, Fuyang's eyes lit up.

A cloud of air enveloped the blood stone, and a trace of intoxication appeared on Fuyang's face.

The halo on the blood stone was dim and visible to the naked eye.

He stretched out his hand to stop hitting the smiling man and collected the blood stone. The face of the floating sheep looked much better.

"You're talking about floating iron, right? There are a lot of them on the mountain, you can just pick them up."

Pick it up?

Zhu Rong shook his head and raised his hand to indicate: "We need a lot."

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How many?

The floating sheep divine mind swept over Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan, and then extended down the mountain.

"Well……"

At the foot of the mountain, are all those guys here to pick up floating iron?

That really requires a lot.

After pondering for a moment, Fuyang's eyes wandered over Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan.

"I know where this floating cloud of iron comes from."

"I can also take you there, but it's up to you whether you can get it or not."

Zhu Rong and Liao Yuan looked at each other and nodded.

They don't expect that a piece of blood stone can be exchanged for floating cloud iron, just take them there.

The eight-foot-tall floating sheep, covered in scales and armor, looks like a cloud when it runs, with a flicker stretching thousands of feet.

No wonder it has the name of floating sheep.

The floating sheep moved forward, breaking away the clouds around it, followed by Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan.
To be continued...