Sixteen human Qi refining practitioners, four in front and four behind, rushed towards Han Muye, while the remaining eight were on guard with swords.
This moment of cooperation takes at least ten years of training.
After all, it is the human race, and only the human race can have such an exquisite formation.
In the wilderness, there are few races that can cooperate with each other like the human race and use the power of the formation to increase their combat power.
The more powerful a race is, the more obsessed it is with its own power and not good at cooperating.
The human bloodline is the weakest, but it is the most powerful.
Each of the sixteen human qigong masters who came today have a fourth-level Yuanling cultivation level.
Various phantoms of Yuanling appeared behind them, each displaying different power attributes.
The eight qi masters who surrounded and killed Han Muye each had their own characteristics and were inconsistent, but they cooperated with each other tacitly.
The eight Qi Refiners on guard outside had smiles on their faces.
They have completed this kind of encirclement and killing mission countless times.
This kind of formation can easily kill the powerful men of all races at the sixth level of Yuanling.
The young man in front of me is absolutely unstoppable.
After killing it and applying the golden crow pattern, it is another achievement.
Today they are here to destroy the Golden Crow tribe.
In front of Han Muye, the eight swords and guns had different speeds, but there was some kind of connection between the movements, blocking all his forward and backward paths.
This blow also convinced Han Muye that the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty was founded by Wanhua Immortal Lord.
This kind of combined attack battle formation technique could not have been spread during the Great Desolate Era.
After seeing through the battle formation, he no longer held back his hands. There was an evil aura on his face, and a golden divine light flashed in his eyes.
gold!
"He has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline, be careful!" the leading man shouted, using the long knife in his hand to move faster.
The long sword struck down, but was blocked by the black long sword in Han Muye's hand.
The long sword is pressed in front of the handle and pulled diagonally.
"Stab-"
Brushing the long hilt, the sword's edge made a sharp sharp sound and drew out long sparks.
The complexion of the big man in black changed. It was too late to change his moves, so he could only step back and let go of the long knife in his hand.
At this moment, Han Muye in front of him stepped forward, and as he retreated, he broke away from the surrounding area, leaving the other seven Qi Masters with their swords and guns out of position.
With one blow, their encirclement and killing formation was broken!
"careful!"
Someone screamed from the outside and rushed over. The remaining eight Qi Masters had already noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward.
But Han Muye raised the sword in his hand and walked away with it.
There is no need to display strong swordsmanship.
Like a butterfly piercing a flower, the light of the sword is dim, and every time it shines, it brings out a puff of blood.
"when--"
After the long sword pierced the bodies of the three Qi Refiners, it was held tightly by a big man with iron-armored hands.
"kill!"
The big man gritted his teeth and growled.
The remaining Qigong warriors rushed forward.
But the big man watched in horror as Han Muye let go of the hilt of his sword.
"Canglang——"
The Yuan Sheng Sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the left hand swiped past with a scream that tore through the void.
The big man's neck was cut open.
Blood splatters.
Gently withdrawing his sword, Han Muye turned around and disappeared from where he was.
"Stab-"
With one strike of the sword, another Qi Refiner fell to the ground.
"Fire!" A black-robed qigong master who took a few steps back raised his hand, and a golden divine pattern shone in his palm, turning into a three-foot fire snake and twisting towards Han Muye.
fire?
Han Muye pointed the long sword in his hand, and the power of Yuanling flashed out.
The lavender Yuanling emerged, and the power of the Yuanling came out from the sword's edge, crushing the fire snake, and then hit the frightened Qi Refiner's chest, crushing it to pieces.
"Eighth level of Yuanling!"
The few remaining people looked pale.
"Escape, summon the captain!" The big man who was forced to drop his sword by Han Muye shouted in a low voice. The shadow of the four-layer Yuanling yellow snake behind him grew suddenly, turning into a faint trace of five feet, and headed towards Han Muye.
Knocked down.
Self-destruction of the soul, a life-threatening blow.
Even those at the sixth level of Yuanling must be careful with such a blow.
It's a pity that Han Muye is not at the sixth level of Yuanling.
The long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and the dagger in his left hand gently released.
A golden true spirit pattern shone on the long sword, and the sword light turned into a meteor and flew out. In a flash, it pierced the bodies of the fleeing human Qi Refiners and chopped their spirits into pieces.
When the flying sword fell back into Han Muye's hand, no one was standing around.
This made the big man who broke Yuanling stunned.
"ah--"
With a roar, the big man rushed towards Han Muye.
Han Muye raised his hand and slashed out with his sword, and blood burst out together with the roar caused by the shattering of the Yuanling.
The sword light dissipated, and all sixteen human Qi masters who came to hunt the Golden Crow tribe were killed.
"Young Patriarch!"
"Young Patriarch!"
Han Chaohu and Han Yunhe, who were alarmed by the battle, rushed over and were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
However, Han Dingyi and the others looked much calmer later on.
They had already quietly pledged their allegiance to Han Muye, and Han Muye showed more tricks in front of them.
Seeing each other again at this time was no longer so shocking.
"Human race." His eyes fell on those Qi Refiners, and Han Chaohu's expression turned cold.
After some investigation, everyone did not get much information, but they could probably confirm that these were the hunters of the Golden Crow tribe from the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
In any case, the Golden Crow tribe is one of the ten thousand tribes in the wilderness, and it is also a glorious ethnic group among the major races. Unless it is a place directly ruled by the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, other places are still prohibited from encircling and killing the Golden Crow tribe.
.
When encountering these hunters, most of the tribes refused to cooperate or even took action directly.
Of course, there are also people who secretly cooperate with it.
Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and the leader's long sword fell into his hand.
The long sword is made entirely of gold and iron. The material is not particularly good, but the craftsmanship is much better than the spear made by the Green Deer Tribe.
However, this long sword does not have the true spirit divine pattern, because it is not of high grade and cannot carry the power of the divine pattern.
A touch of Yuanling's power penetrated the long sword, and images appeared in Han Muye's mind.
The place where the long sword was forged was indeed in the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
Distributed to hunters everywhere.
Hunters everywhere exchange various cultivation resources for their merits in hunting down the Golden Crow tribe.
Among them, those with outstanding merits can directly join the army of the Immortal Dynasty as officials.
"Tiger Leap Ridge, Taoist Chang Yao." Han Muye whispered, dispersing the power of Yuan Ling.
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By the way, who gave the information to Taoist Chang Yao and asked him to send people to surround and kill the Jinwu Hanshan tribe.
Han Muye looked into the distance, his eyes filled with deep divine light.
Everyone brought those swords and guns back to the tribe, and these human bodies were naturally handled by beasts that smelled of blood.
The wilderness is a world of wild beasts.
"Young Patriarch, we cannot ignore the arrival of human hunters." In the stone room of the meeting hall, Han Yunhe looked at Han Muye and spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes, back then -" Han Chaohu paused, then shook his head and said: "The human race can't just give up."
The patriarch of the clan, Han Qi, died because he resisted human hunters.
The human race has never been lenient in taking action, and will not give up until the goal is achieved.
"I know how to do this." Han Muye nodded.
"You divide these weapons and let all the tribesmen in the third level of Yuanling realm have one."
Han Muye pointed at the swords and guns.
With the presence of these swords and guns, the clan's combat power has been further enhanced.
Coupled with the fact that I have eaten enough meat recently and modified my exercises, it seems that my cultivation level has also improved.
Unknowingly, Han Shan's combat power was no longer what it used to be.
"I will transport the raw ore to the Qingdeer tribe in two days and let them smelt it."
"Han Dingyi, you guys have been hunting a lot of wild beasts recently, so you can use it to entertain all parties during the clan chief's inheritance ceremony."
Han Muye looked at everyone and said.
Han Chaohu and the others looked at each other, nodded and walked out of the hall.
Whether it is improving the combat power of the tribe or hunting more wild beasts, it is something that requires preparation.
Two days later, Han Jin and eight other young people from the tribe stood beside a large cart made of logs, carrying long wooden swords on their backs.
The cart is filled with black ore of fire essence iron ore.
"Roar--"
In the distance, a long roar came from the mountain forest, and a black tiger came galloping towards us.
Those members of the Golden Crow clan who had never seen a black tiger looked panicked.
However, Han Jin and the others had already seen this tiger and had been to its cave, so they had no fear at this time.
Black Tiger ran in front of Han Muye, circled around the cart, growled a few times in displeasure, and then walked to the front of the cart.
Han Muye waved his hand and asked Han Jin and the others to hitch the cart around Black Tiger's neck.
The black tiger pulled the cart and moved forward slowly.
After only taking a few steps, the black tiger's speed became faster and faster, from five or six feet in one breath to tens of feet in one breath, to hundreds of feet in one breath.
The cart was so strong that it flew up on all four wheels and was pulled into the air by the black tiger.
Han Jin and the others quickly followed.
Han Muye chuckled lightly and followed closely with his sword light.
Watching them leave, Han Chaohu looked at Han Yunhe and whispered: "Yunhe, go to Muyang Mountain and tell the Golden Crow Muyang tribe about the young patriarch's awakening of the Golden Crow bloodline."
Han Yunhe nodded solemnly.
Muyang Mountain is where the Muyang tribe of Jinwu tribe is stationed. It is 300,000 miles away and there are nearly 80,000 Jinwu people there.
Although the Muyang tribe does not have a true spirit realm expert to guard it, there are three elders in the clan who are at the eighth level of Yuanling, and the clan leader Mu Changkong is at the ninth level of Yuanling.
These four have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, and their Golden Crow bloodline has long been awakened. Together, even the true spirit masters can fight.
In the surrounding land for millions of miles, no one has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline for ten thousand years. The young leader of the Hanshan tribe awakened the Golden Crow bloodline. This is a major event for the entire Golden Crow tribe.
Now that hunters from the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty have arrived, the Mu Yang tribe must know about this matter.
I believe there will definitely be experts there to help Han Shan.
If Han Muye hadn't awakened the power of blood, Han Chaohu would not have asked Mu Yang.
"Go back quickly, I hope you can make it in time." Han Chaohu sighed softly and said in a low voice.
"I know." The golden crow shadow spread out behind Han Yunhe, no longer hesitating, and flew away.
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The bloodline of the Green Deer Tribe is good at smelting, and with the underground fire at the site, it can smelt all kinds of raw ore. All tribes from tens of thousands of miles around have sent raw ore.
The Green Deer tribe helps various tribes smelt and receive a portion of the raw ore as payment.
If you want to make weapons, collect some smelted spiritual materials.
"Roar--"
A long roar sounded, and people of all races on the road hurriedly ran away.
A large cart, pulled by a majestic black tiger, rushed towards the Green Deer Clan's camp.
The cart was loaded with raw ore, and a young man in a leather robe sat beside the shaft.
Behind the cart, Han Jin and the others ran with all their strength, activating their own Yuanling power. The yellow-orange Golden Crow phantom floated, its wings spread out, fluttering continuously, with blazing illusory flames.
"Golden Crow Clan?"
"Isn't the Jinwu tribe around here the Hanshan tribe that has declined?"
"The Black Tiger looks at at least five levels of Yuanling. These Jinwu people also have three or four levels of Yuanling cultivation. Are they really the Hanshan tribe?"
Seeing the cart and the Golden Crow people leaving with the dust and smoke, there was an uproar on the avenue.
Does the Hanshan tribe have such power?
"Hanshan tribe, I seem to have heard that they are going to hold a clan leader succession ceremony." Someone scratched their head and muttered in a low voice.
"Yes, yes, I heard that their young patriarch is leaving seclusion and will inherit the position of patriarch."
For a time, the streets were full of voices talking about the Han Shan Department.
The Jinwu Hanshan tribe, which had been dormant for a long time, became the talk of the town.
The black tiger pulled the cart and ran quickly, and within a short time, he reached the hillside lined with stone houses in front of him.
Everywhere where fireworks were rising, there was a black stove two to three feet high.
"Smelting raw ore and moving forward."
"If you want to refine weapons and go up the mountain, the seventh elder will be in line first."
The green deer tribe members who came up stood in front of the black tiger, looking a little nervous.
The black tiger is two feet tall, which is really oppressive.
"We are going to smelt all these raw ores." Han Muye jumped off the cart and said loudly.
The faces of the Green Deer people are not much different from those of the human race, except that their eyes are put together and their heads and faces are a bit tapered.
Hearing Han Muye's words, the Green Deer clan members who came to greet them raised their hands and said: "Old rules, 30% of the raw ore will be paid, and the ore will be taken after three months."
Thirty percent?
Three months later?
Han Muye frowned and looked around: "Is 30% too high?"
"Also, three months is too long."
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"If three months is too long, you can go earlier, maybe one and a half months, but the reward will be 10% more." The white-haired old man on the left cupped his hands, "This is for the sake of the Golden Crow clan."
"You should see that there are still raw ores from many ethnic groups waiting to be smelted."
Not only will the price not be reduced, but the price will be charged 10% more.
Han Muye felt that he was being treated as a lamb to be slaughtered.
"The underground fire here is not owned by the Green Deer tribe, and your tribe is not the one who can smelt raw ore." Han Muye looked at the Green Deer tribe in front of him and said loudly: "There should be some room for business."
These words stunned the people of all races who looked around.
The three Green Deer tribesmen in front were also stunned for a moment, and then they laughed out loud.
"Are you from the Hanshan tribe?"
"I heard that the Hanshan tribe is in extreme decline. Are you reluctant to pay for the smelting of raw ore?" The old man from the Qingdeer tribe on the right laughed and looked at Han Muye with a smile on his face.
"In this way, you take this raw ore to the Black Bear Clan's station in Tanling, a hundred miles away. They also erected a smelting furnace a few years ago."
Not doing business?
Han Muye didn't stop, turned around and left.
"Forget it, the earth fire caused by the Tanling Black Bear Clan is too violent and cannot be smelted."
"Thirty percent has been a rule of the Qingdeer tribe for tens of thousands of years."
Someone around them whispered, ready to sell Han Muye a favor.
After all, the black tiger is majestic and extraordinary.
Han Muye cupped his hands and led the cart away.
"Hmph, if he comes back again, I'll charge him 50%!" Behind him, the old man of the Qingzhang tribe shouted at the top of his lungs.
Han Jin and the others had angry expressions on their faces, and it was difficult to get angry, so they could only run behind the big car.
The land of a hundred miles will be reached in just a short while.
This is a low-lying mountain with earthly fire. There is a hot atmosphere all around. There is a gray-black furnace in front, with flames rising.
The black bears that came up were tall and strong, with dark faces and furry ears.
The ethnic groups in the wilderness are also divided into three, six or nine levels. Only ethnic groups that have awakened a very strong bloodline, have many masters in the tribe, and can dominate one side can be considered a high-level ethnic group.
The bloodline strength of the Black Bear clan is not bad, but the strength of the clan here is weak.
Just like the Golden Crow tribe, the bloodline level is extremely high, but not all ethnic groups belong to the upper class. The Hanshan tribe does not have that qualification.
Hearing that Han Muye said he was here for smelting, the leader of the Black Bear Clan, who had the fifth level of Yuanling cultivation, looked surprised.
"We only want 10% of the reward."
"It's just that we can't control the losses."
"However, we are willing to help our friends from the Golden Crow tribe to smelt simple weapons and make weapons without any payment."
Forge weapons?
This is something only a weapon refiner can do.
There are only a thousand members of the Black Bear Clan in Tanling, and the strongest one is at the fifth level of Yuanling. Is there a weapon refiner in the clan?
Seeing Han Muye's confused look, the leader of the Black Bear Clan named Tzu Chi half worried and half proud told the reason.
His only son, Ciyuan, the young leader of the Black Bear Tribe, has a talent for refining weapons. Although he is only a hundred years old, he has already mastered very proficient weapon refining skills. He also visited the human race weapon refining master at the trading place of Huyue Ridge and learned the complete
The way of refining weapons.
100 years old.
Weapon refining talent?
Han Mu's ambition stirred, and he nodded: "If it can really be refined, I wouldn't mind giving these raw ores to you to build weapons."
Tzu Chi looked happy and asked the tribesmen to whisper a few words. Then he took off the war hammer from his waist and gave it to Han Muye to see.
The warhammer is crudely made, even worse than the methods used by the Green Deer Clan, but after all, there are ways to make it.
For a small ethnic group, with this method, they can settle down and live a comfortable life.
When he handed the warhammer back to Tzu Chi, a young man from the black bear tribe who was over ten feet tall came up from the front.
Seeing the young man, Han Muye's eyes revealed a faint divine light.
"Xiaoyuan, this is the young clan leader of the Jinwu Hanshan Tribe." Tzu Chi introduced him enthusiastically.
The Black Bear young man cupped his hands and said in a thunderous voice: "Ciyuan has met the patriarch Han Shao."
Han Muye's eyes turned to Ci Yuan's arm.
A faint golden sword shadow.
really.
Han Muye felt a little emotional. He really didn't expect that among the immortal cultivators who came with him, there would be someone so close to him.
It's just that Ciyuan is not as powerful as his own soul at the moment and can withstand the power of heaven and earth in this world, so he cannot remember what happened before he entered the Ruins Realm.
Han Muye could directly awaken the memory of his soul, but this would probably trigger a backlash from the power of heaven and earth, and the gain would outweigh the loss.
It's better to let it wake up naturally.
When he heard that Han Muye was entrusting a weapon refiner, Ciyuan also showed enthusiasm and led Han Muye and the others to the weapon refiner.
"Don't worry, Mr. Han, I made this furnace based on the furnace from the Qinglu tribe. It is very suitable for smelting."
"That's right, the fire in our area is a bit violent, and sometimes the raw ore will be damaged during smelting."
This Ciyuan is also sincere and does not mince his words.
Han Muye looked at the furnace, frowned and said, "Directly ignite the ground fire?"
"Aren't you going to carve a divine pattern that controls fire?"
His words stunned Ciyuan.
Tzu Chi on the side also looked confused.
Han Muye didn't know how much raw ore had been smelted by this Black Bear clan furnace.
But he knew that without a furnace that controlled the God of Fire pattern, let alone the violent earth fire, in a place with mild earth fire, it would be lucky to be able to get half of the spiritual materials during smelting.
"Can your furnace produce 50% spiritual materials?" Han Muye looked at Ciyuan.
Ciyuan's face turned red, he shook his head, stretched out his thick palm, and slowly bent two fingers.
Only 30% is left.
This is at least half greater than the loss of the Green Deer Tribe.
Coupled with the reward, no wonder those guys from the Green Deer Clan were sure that Han Muye would go back.
Ci Chi and Ci Yuan looked at Han Muye nervously.
It's rare for foreigners to come to smelt raw ore. This door-to-door business can't be bad again, right?
"These raw ores can be smelted by you, but I want to engrave the fire-controlling pattern on this furnace." Han Muye looked at the furnace in front of him and said.
Seal carving divine pattern?
Ci Chi and Ci Yuan's eyes widened.
The young patriarch of the Golden Crow tribe in front of me can actually carve divine patterns?
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"I, the Golden Crow, control the Great Sun Divine Flame, so I naturally have experience in controlling fire." Han Muye looked at the two people and said.
so?
Ci Chi and Ci Yuan nodded blankly.
Han Jin and others standing behind were also at a loss.
The Golden Crow clan can control fire, but I haven't heard of any divine patterns that control fire...
Han Muye didn't care what they thought, stepped forward and slapped them with his palm.
"Bang——"
The silent underground fire suddenly exploded, and flames shot into the sky.
Golden light shone from his eyes, and golden source power emerged on Han Muye's fingers.
The golden light turned into a sharp edge and traveled over the tall blue-black furnace.
Rays of golden divine light floated.
Divine pattern!
This is a divine pattern!
Ci Chi and Ci Yuan stared at the divine mark that appeared and clenched their fists tightly.
They could feel that the divine pattern appeared, and the fire under the furnace in front of them seemed to be restrained, and it was no longer as violent as before.
The Tanling Black Bear Clan can control the earth fire here!
With this earth fire that can be controlled, the Tanling Black Bear Clan will surely prosper!
Han Muye kept wandering around and carved three golden lines on the furnace.
"Come, use your blood to make a sacrifice." After the seal was carved in the furnace, Han Muye looked at Ciyuan and said.
"Me?" Ciyuan pointed at himself, with a confused look on his face.
"Isn't it you or me?" Han Muye stretched out his hand and pulled his arm, and with a swipe of his fingertips, a cloud of blood fell on the golden divine pattern of the furnace.
The divine patterns on the furnace seemed to come alive, twisting and intertwining, and then streaks of golden light fell from them and wrapped around Ci Yuan's arm.
Taking advantage of this moment, Han Muye detected the message in the golden sword on Ciyuan's arm with his palm.
Zeng Daniu.
It turned out to be this guy.
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
This guy looked tall and strong outside the Ruins Realm, but now he has become a Black Bear Clan directly after entering the Wilderness Ruins Realm.
Let's see what his expression will be like when he awakens his memory.
However, Han Muye was also happy to see Zeng Daniu's incarnation in this world.
This guy has always had an excellent talent for refining weapons, and he will be able to help himself in the future.
"Buzz——"
Golden traces intertwined with Ciyuan's arms, and Ciyuan's expression changed.
When all the golden light dissipated, there was a golden mark on his arm.
This is the certificate to control this earth-fire furnace.
"Okay, I'll leave these raw ores to you." Han Muye reached out and patted Ciyuan on the shoulder, turned around and left.
Ciyuan looked at Han Muye with a complicated expression on his face, nodded and said: "Young Master Han, don't worry, I will smelt all the raw ore within three days."
"This time I, the Black Bear Clan, will not take any points from you."
Han Muye waved his hands and ignored these matters.
When he walked out a hundred feet away, there was a roaring sound of flames rising from behind.
"You guys will be stationed at the Black Bear Clan until the spiritual materials are refined and turned into weapons to take back."
"I'm going to Huyue Ridge."
Han Muye looked at Han Jin and others and said in a deep voice.
He wanted to meet Taoist Chang Yao in Huyue Ridge.
Han Jin and everyone behind him looked at each other and nodded.
Of course they will not object to whatever the young patriarch says.
Han Muye quickly walked out of the Black Bear Tribe's camp, and then passed through the mountain forest. The Black Abyss Sword was unsheathed and turned into a faint golden light. He flew away with the sword and headed straight for Tiger Leap Ridge.
At this time, in Huyue Ridge, where all races trade, on a two-story building, a Taoist wearing black robes looked gloomy. On the table in front of him, sixteen broken crystals were lined up.