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 shouted and rushed towards the place where the black bird fell.
In the distance, the black tiger that 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, with a look of pride on his face.
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 prehistoric 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 shrank back in fear.
A few breaths in the distance were turbulent, but in the end they didn't move forward.
No mythical beast could catch this shot.
"boom--"
A roaring sound came.
Then came Zhu Rong's excited roar.
This is about winning.
Shi Cheng shook his head.
It's not that my nephew can really defeat the mythical beast, it's because the mythical beast was frightened by the shot just now and lost the will to fight.
When two parties fight, the one without the will to fight will inevitably lose.
Sure enough, after a while, the roaring sound dissipated, and the light of energy, blood and flames slowly became silent.
Zhu Rong, who was dragging his spear with him, strode back with unwillingness on his face.
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." Walking in front of Han Muye, Zhu Rong spoke unwillingly.
This guy also wants to keep a mythical beast.
Shi Cheng grinned and said nothing.
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.
Zhu Rong's eyes lit up when he saw the big black bird.
"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 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 his head and looked into the distance and said.
His words caused the Huangyan tribe members to turn around and rush away.
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 while.
"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 broken.
The speed is 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 returned 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 of 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 extremely fast, and 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 continuously.
The power of Dragon Crocodile, which had not yet been completely 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 in 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 had little value. What has been purified is the strongest origin in him.
Burning like this is like refining a weapon.
After many efforts, 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, shaking slightly around him.
Standing on the bluestone, the battle ahead came into view.
It's not a five-headed mythical beast, it's eight-headed.
It's just that the power of the bloodline 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 are ten feet tall surround a fiery red bird mythical 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 protecting Feiyun Beast behind him.
It seems that the totem beast of the Huangyan tribe is not alone, but was just caught off guard.
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Of the four mythical beasts that surrounded and killed Bi Fang, one had the body of a dragon and the head of a snake, which should be the mythical beast Viper. The other had the head of a tiger and the body of a wolf, with long fangs that were cold as ice, and was the ancient mythical beast Cloud Cat.
The other two are glass turtles with thick backs and some similarities to the Baxia mythical beast.
The four-headed divine beasts, the Glass Turtle, are extremely defensive and block the front, the Cloud Cat is fast and constantly attacks, and the Viper is waiting for opportunities to move, and its lethality is the highest among the four divine beasts.
The gray clouds swallowed by the viper cover up the surrounding space, leaving only illusory figures. Cloud cats come and go, only the phantoms are turbulent.
As for the two glass turtles, they huddled their bodies in their carapace and swung their long tails like long whips, each blow carrying a whistling sound.
Bifang in front was covered in flames. As long as he spread his wings, fire clouds would hit him, blocking all attacks.
Its one foot occasionally jumps up, and as long as it lifts its foot and slams it down, it will inevitably make the charging cloud cat panic and dodge.
Even the glass turtle huddled in its shell did not dare to be hit by Bifang's single leg, so it was careful to dodge.
This was in the prehistoric times, when 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 mythical beasts will shatter the stars, and a galaxy will 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 let out a mournful cry, 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 are the same mythical beasts that did not sense the powerful bloodline power like Feiyun Beast before.
It is a one-horned cloud horse covered in gray with a white mane on its head. It has scales all over its body, four sharp legs, and a ferocious-looking iron armored beast between its head and face.
They are all exotic beasts with a trace of the blood of divine beasts, 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 the body into layers of golden-black shields. The shields were round, sharp, spinning rapidly, and swept towards Han Muye.
He takes action whenever he disagrees.
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 the strength of these divine beasts is not strong.
Regardless of their original power, fighting methods, or consciousness, these mythical 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.
This flame could not be extinguished at all, and instantly ignited Liuyunju's mane.
On the other side, flames circled and 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 armored beast that shot out its scales trembled all over, fell to the ground and roared in pain.
Liuyunju was even more miserable. He rolled on the ground and tried 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?"
"Does the wasteland still have the power of the Golden Crow?"
"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 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 cyan color was covered by flames, and the golden divine flame condensed into a ten-thousand-foot-long spear light.
The spear tip swept across and strangled a glass turtle's long tail.
"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 took action on the plane of heaven.
"boom--"
The tip of the gun 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 to do it?
If what Han Muye told was a lie, then 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 lightly 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 mythical 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 filled with fierceness, he opened his mouth, and a gray-black bead flew out and hit Bifang's one foot.
It doesn't ask for anything else, as long as it persists for three breaths.
At this time, Cloud Cat had also taken action, rushing towards Bifang with its feet carrying the power of tearing apart the void.
If Han Muye can't stop it, he will die.
Even if Han Muye can block it, if he can't block it for three breaths, then 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 aroused, 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 Cloud Cat.
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 in front of Bi Fang, he was already slapped on the head by a giant palm and smashed to 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, Bi Fang, who was originally grabbing the viper's head, suddenly changed his direction and hit Yun Mao's body hard with one foot.
"Click——"
The ear-piercing sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Bi Fang raised one foot.
"Click——"
Then smash it down hard.
This foot stepped on Yun Mao's head.
It can be seen with the naked eye that the original power of Yun Mao is dissipating.
At this time, counting from the hand, it is approximately three breaths.
Three breaths later, the viper was safe and sound.
The mythical beast Cloud Cat has fallen.
Han Muye looked at Bi Fang 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 that had just turned over.