299, He Tianzhen, seeking to obtain the horns of Kui Niu (1/2 large chapter)
A flash of light flashed, and a young man wearing a white robe and a golden crown appeared in front of Han Muye.
She has a delicate face, eyebrows on the temples, and a brocade robe and jade belt.
The boy has no arms.
"Are you the person Duan Jiuxiao chose?"
Looking at Han Muye, the young man frowned.
"Human race?"
"With the power of human blood, can you control thousands of monsters?"
A golden aura shone through the young man's eyes, staring at Han Muye: "Let me see what qualifications you have to inherit everything Duan Jiuxiao has."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure appeared behind Han Muye.
quick.
The speed was extremely fast.
This speed was so fast that Shan Cang, who was known for his speed, was at a loss.
A bloody small sword stabbed out from Han Muye's back.
This small sword is in the shape of a crane's long beak, with a jade-white aura shining through it.
The small sword flashed and was already within a foot of Han Muye's vest.
Han Muye had no reaction.
There was confusion on the young man's face, and Xiaojian scored another point.
Han Muye still didn't look back.
"Stab"
The small sword suddenly accelerated, reversed and slashed towards the young man's side.
The small sword slashed horizontally, breaking the cloud waves.
But under the sword, there was nothing.
It was only then that Han Muye's figure faded away and then appeared five feet away behind the young man.
"The confusing power of the Sky Fox bloodline can actually deceive even my eyes. Your soul is at least at the peak of the heavenly realm."
"You can silently move three feet behind me. Your wind attribute is friendly and your control of space power is absolutely unimaginable."
Turning back, the young man stared at Han Muye with a look of curiosity on his face.
"Also, you can actually calculate the trajectory of my sword. It's obvious that your sword practice is extremely advanced."
His eyes fell on the sword box that Han Muye was carrying, and the young man looked proudly: "Take my sword and let me see if you are really as I thought, with unparalleled talent and superb swordsmanship."
Without giving Han Muye a chance to respond, the small sword stabbed directly at Han Muye's neck.
Within five feet, your steps will never be as fast as your sword.
Even if Han Muye wanted to retreat, he couldn't.
This time he didn't hide or retreat.
The two swords were unsheathed, the sword light flashed, the long sword blocked the small sword, and the broken sword stabbed directly upward from the left side.
One is magnificent, the other is strange.
The two sword lights made no sound of breaking through the air, and the swords came out, causing a surge of momentum.
Han Muye is not a person in the secret realm and cannot borrow the power of heaven and earth.
This general trend of swordsmanship is a manifestation of his own practice.
Sword cultivation has become a trend!
The young man's face was full of strange color, his eyes were frozen, and the small sword moved forward a little further.
"when"
The two swords clashed, causing a harsh sound.
The young man stepped back quickly.
When he stood still, he lowered his head and looked at his ribs.
There is a sword mark on the left armpit.
The sword mark just rubbed against the clothes, showing a trace of damage.
"With your talent in swordsmanship, even the Sword Master Yuan Tian was afraid that you would develop a love for talents."
The young man didn't finish his words, his eyes widened.
Three sword pills were formed into a glyph, covering his figure.
"There is no swordsman in the world who can draw a sword in front of me."
"Let me see how good you are." Han Muye's words revealed endless dominance.
As the voice fell, the sword energy on the three sword pills intertwined and turned into threads.
"Turn the sword into silk!" The young man exclaimed, causing the small sword to hit the sword silk.
"Stab"
The small sword was directly chopped into pieces by the sword wire.
On top of the three sword pills, the sword light intertwined and stirred, chopping the young man's body into pieces.
Han Muye shook his head, with a calm expression, and raised his hand to put away the sword pill.
The young man's figure was revealed a hundred feet away, with a surprised look on his face.
After staring at Han Muye for a long time, the young man suddenly smiled: "Although Duan Jiuxiao and Yuan Tianjianzun are not mortal enemies, they have been fighting for thousands of years."
"I didn't expect that the successor they chose was actually the same person."
"If Duan Jiuxiao knew about it, I'm afraid he would be furious."
Speaking of this, a happy look appeared on his face: "Yes, your swordsmanship is really amazing."
Looking at Han Muye, the young man's expression turned calm: "My name is He Tianzhen, you should know who I am."
Han Muye nodded, a flash of light flashed behind him, and a pair of wings appeared.
Crane Wings.
Seeing those wings, complex emotions flashed across the young man's face.
"I thought I would never see these wings again..."
Han Muye looked at him quietly without speaking.
The Sky Crane Wings were so precious that he would not be a bad person and just ask to return them.
However, if He Tianzhen could offer a sufficient price in exchange, Han Muye would also consider it.
"You're here to get the Ten Thousand Demons Token, right?"
The young man looked up at Han Muye, his eyes flashing.
"In this way, I will try my best to help you obtain the Ten Thousand Demons Order, and you will give me my wings back."
Order of Ten Thousand Demons?
That is the most precious thing in this secret realm.
But what Han Muye cares about is not the Ten Thousand Demons Order, but Kui Niu Horns.
"I want the horns of Kui Niu. You help me surrender this treasure, and I will give you my wings back."
Han Muye looked at He Tianzhen and spoke softly.
The biggest secret of Tianhe Wing is the power of space contained in it.
For Han Muye, who has already mastered the power of space, it is not impossible to exchange the wings of the sky crane for the horns of the Kui ox.
"Kui Niu horns?" He Tianzhen cast his eyes on Han Muye, his halo flowing.
"Your soul and swordsmanship are too strong, and your physical body cannot bear the strength, so you have to condense the strongest body with Kui Niu horns, right?"
Speaking of this, He Tiantian clicked his tongue twice: "This is really your chance."
"In this secret realm of ten thousand monsters, there are many ways to draw out Kui Niu's horns, but I may be the only one who can subdue it."
Such a coincidence?
Han Muye raised his eyes and looked at He Tianzhen.
"Wait for three months and I will unseal the body."
"My bloodline power alone cannot stop that guy's thunder attack." He Tianzhen smiled and looked around: "Little guys, when my ancestor comes back, I will take you to the wilderness."
After saying that, his figure turned into a faint stream of light and flew away.
Wild wasteland.
Does Tianhe really have a way to get to the wilderness?
It was a land filled with countless powerful and strange beasts.
Also, why is Duan Jiuxiao suppressing He Tianzhen here?
Han Muye had many questions.
For powerful men like Duan Jiuxiao and Yuan Tianjianzun, everything they do has deep meaning.
I can't figure it out for the moment because my realm and knowledge haven't reached that level yet.
The Tianhe body can be unsealed, but what about the other ancient beasts?
Could it be that there is really a force so powerful that it cannot be defeated in this secret realm?
Looking into the distance, Han Muye turned to look at Shan Cang not far in front of him.
Shan Cang's eyes were full of reverence and he quickly lowered his head.
The power Han Muye showed was truly unimaginable.
The superb swordsmanship was simply amazing.
"Let's go back to the base. I think they will also help the Green Weasel tribe solve their troubles."
Han Muye whispered, and his body turned into the breeze, leading a sword light that shot hundreds of miles away.
This sword light brought up the strong wind and shattered the clouds in the sky.
Although the confrontation with He Tianzhen just now seemed ordinary, it revealed endless danger.
If Han Muye's own swordsmanship hadn't been extremely strong, He Tianzhen wouldn't have given up so easily.
He Yi and He Tianzhen absolutely cared about that day.
The faster you come, the faster you go.
Within a moment, Han Muye and Shan Cang had returned to the Shanmao Station.
The moment they stepped into the station, the flames of the altar in the station roared and shook, and the flames exploded, rising hundreds of feet.
Each and every member of the Lynx tribe has cyan light intertwined on their bodies, demonic light and aura intertwined, sword energy and strong wind surging.
The superposition of wind power makes the figure of the Bobcat clansman appear illusory.
Not far away, there were some thin demon clansmen wearing green robes with pointed ears, their faces full of horror.
They are from the Green Weasel tribe.
The originally weak Lynx clan suddenly became powerful, and several strong men took action to cleanly deal with the invading Skywalkers.
This is very difficult for the strong men of the Green Weasel tribe to understand.
They came here with the few masters of the Lynx clan, firstly to thank them, and secondly, they wanted to see what kind of changes the Bobcat clan had undergone.
Unexpectedly, I just came here and saw such a powerful scene of blood fusion.
What kind of blood power is integrated into such a magnificent scene?
"With a radius of five thousand miles, a bloodline that can trigger such a powerful shock, I'm afraid..." An old man from the Green Weasel tribe with a white beard on his jaw turned to look to his side and whispered: "Spiritual Pig Department."
Several people around him were stunned.
"No way, the Spirit Pig Department is the strongest within thousands of miles..."
Before he finished speaking, the strong man from the Green Weasel clan widened his eyes.
On the altar, the wind filled the air.
If this isn't a display of the power of the ancient bloodline of Tearing Heaven, what is it?
Several people looked at each other, with unconcealable fear in their eyes.
The Lynx Clan has stolen the bloodline power of the Spirit Pig Department!
Doesn't that mean that from now on, within a radius of five thousand miles, the Bobcat Clan will be the largest clan?
"boom"
The light flames vibrated and roared, and three long-tailed mountain greens flew down behind them.
"The master wants to see you."
It glanced at the strong men of the Green Weasel clan, then turned and left.
This glance revealed a powerful soul power, which shocked several strong men of the Green Weasel clan and couldn't help themselves.
What kind of opportunity did the Bobcat tribe get?
Three-tailed lynx, is there such a group in the secret realm?
When several Green Weasel clan experts came to the hut, they saw Han Muye standing there.
In front of the hut, there is a board half as tall as a man. Huang Zhihu stands in front of the board and teaches the words written on it in a dignified manner.
Dozens of Shanmao tribesmen sat cross-legged with respectful expressions on their faces.
They learned to read and write under Huang Zhihu's guidance.
Han Muye did not disturb Huang Zhihu, who was in high spirits. He turned around and walked to the other side.
Shan Cang led the Green Weasel clan masters to follow him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping us relieve the siege of Skywalker." The leading white-bearded old man from the Green Weasel tribe stepped forward and bowed to salute.
The people behind him were also busy bending down.
Han Muye sat on the stone bench, waved his hands, then nodded and said, "I am interested in the alchemy inheritance of your Green Weasel clan."
No politeness, get straight to the point.
Regardless of the Lynx Clan or Han Muye's own strength, the Green Weasel Clan is an unattainable existence.
As a strong person, there is no need to beat around the bush when it comes to the weak.
Han Muye wanted it, but the Green Weasel clan didn't dare not give it.
Sure enough, although the expressions of the Green Weasel masters changed, they obviously did not react violently.
Who would help the Green Weasel tribe for no reason?
The Lynx Clan and the powerful man who rules the Lynx Clan must have something up their sleeve.
"My lord, these are the various elixirs passed down by my Green Weasel clan, and this is a drop of the blood spirit pearl of my Green Weasel clan."
The white-bearded old man spread out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a jade slip, with a drop of light red blood filled with spiritual light.
Big forces have their own ways of doing things, and small ethnic groups also have their own skills.
For example, the Green Weasel clan did not resist and handed over the inheritance directly. This was too much to wait, and it was enough to save their lives.
Han Muye did not receive the jade slips and blood beads, but simply said calmly: "You can refine some elixirs and let me see."
Refining elixirs?
Now?
Before these Green Weasel clan experts could react, Han Muye had already raised his hand and waved.
"Buzz"
A large cauldron fell in mid-air.
The big cauldron is half a foot high, its color is golden, and its whole body is intertwined with golden auras and entwined with spiritual patterns.
A faint halo pushed away the surrounding air, revealing a trace of illusory light and shadow.
"This, this" the white-bearded old man widened his eyes in disbelief: "This is the magic weapon Danding?"
Several other Green Weasels also had their eyes blurred and couldn't move their eyes away.
For those demons who practice alchemy, this kind of treasure is really a lifelong dream.
Han Muye did not explain what level Yuanding belonged to, but just waved his hand: "Let's start making alchemy."
The white-bearded old man nodded, with a hint of excitement on his face. He turned to look at the few people who came from the family group, and they all had similar expressions.
I'm afraid you only have one chance to use this kind of alchemy cauldron to make elixirs in this life, right?
Several people gathered together, murmured a few words, then activated the power of a green flame, and took out the elixir one by one.
Han Muye's gaze swept across, and light flashed in his eyes.
In his mind, the processes of several Green Weasels' alchemy refining processes were analyzed one by one.
Miraculous elixir prescriptions and elixir refining techniques.
The eighth-grade Jade River Pill is an elixir that unblocks the muscles and blood vessels and increases the concentration of the blood vessels.
This elixir is a rare treasure for practitioners who want to merge their bloodlines.
It seems that the Green Weasels also knew that Han Muye wanted to see their value, so they chose this batch of elixirs.
The bonus of Daoyuan Cauldron is terrifying.
Several masters of the Green Weasel clan took turns taking action, and all of them looked excited.
Han Muye saw that the Green Weasel clan's alchemy technique also had another benefit, which was that it could work as a team.
These alchemists of the same clan and bloodline can work together to refine elixirs.
A quarter of an hour later, the alchemy cauldron shook, and streams of spiritual light shot out.
Five pills with dark golden spiritual patterns flew out and were collected by these Green Weasel clan masters.
"Elixir!"
Looking at the spiritual patterns on the elixir, several people cheered excitedly.
"My bloodline from the Green Weasel clan is really capable of refining elixirs." The white-bearded old man held the elixir in his hand with a complicated look on his face as he raised his head and sighed.
Han Muye did not interrupt their sighs, and waited until they all calmed down before reaching out.
The elixir in the white-bearded old man's hand fell into his palm.
The elixir is round and has a faint dark golden spiritual pattern on it.
It's a top-quality elixir, but it's not really at the level of a spiritual elixir.
The spiritual pattern is too thin.
Han Muye stretched out his hand, the Daoyuan Cauldron vibrated, and spiritual lights flashed on it.
"Buzz"
The alchemy cauldron was opened, and each elixir was put into it.
Yuhe Dan.
Several Green Weasels are keeping a close eye on Danding.
"No, this Fengyuan grass cannot be placed like this, it will explode."
An old man in a green robe had just finished speaking when Han Muye shot out a sword light and hit the alchemy furnace.
The elixir that would explode the furnace was smashed into pieces, and its power was dispersed into other elixirs.
"Is that so? Fengyuan herbal medicine can be divided into more than 80% of its potency. Doesn't the potency of this furnace pill have to be doubled?" Another old man from the Green Weasel clan widened his eyes and exclaimed.
As soon as he spoke, he quickly covered his mouth.
It is a big taboo to speak to others while they are refining elixirs.
The elixir cauldron rotates lightly, and the elixir inside vibrates and turns into liquid, and then the elixir is condensed rapidly.
The whole process was more than 50% faster than the Green Weasel clan members.
"Buzz"
The elixirs in the alchemy cauldron flew out, and each one was round and bright. You didn't need to look carefully to know that they were good elixirs.
A total of eight pills flew out and floated in front of the Green Weasel Tribe alchemists.