877, The war cavalry is like a tide, galloping forward!
Ultimately you have to make a choice.
Should we follow the prehistoric practice of dividing the ethnic groups to preserve their overall strength, or should we rise up to resist?
Everyone looked at Han Muye.
From the rise of the Liaoyuan tribe to the present, every major decision has been made by Han Muye.
Because his vision is far beyond that of Zhu Rong and others.
Han Muye glanced across.
Zhu Rong, with his current cultivation level, he can completely crush the upper level divine beasts.
The source of the fire veins he controls can mobilize the power of the entire ethnic group to superimpose. It is really shocking how strong it can be in the end.
Each of the other human races behind Zhu Rong has the combat power of a lower-level divine beast.
Although it relies on the original power of fire given by the differentiation of the battle armor and Zhu Rong, it is not a problem to deal with the lower mythical beasts.
Ever since Zhu Rong gave the totem mark of the origin of fire, the Liaoyuan tribe really began to rise.
As long as Zhu Rong is strong enough, the upper limit of the tribe will continue to increase.
"Zhu Rong, the future of the Liaoyuan tribe should be in your own hands." Han Muye turned his head, looked at Zhu Rong in front of him, and spoke softly.
The future is in your own hands.
Zhu Rong and the strong men from the ethnic group behind him both looked slightly startled.
"Master Han, you, you don't care about us anymore?"
"Yes, this time is really the most important choice for our Liaoyuan tribe. How can you ignore it, Master Han?"
The two big men, whose bodies were full of energy and blood, spoke anxiously.
Han Muye didn't speak, just looked at Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong was silent, his breath surging and trembling.
After a long time, he finally raised his head and looked at Han Muye, then glanced at everyone around him.
"wait me back."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the big tent.
Where is he going?
Everyone in the big tent looked at Zhu Rong's back blankly.
Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, raised his hand, and a golden light curtain appeared on his face.
In the light curtain, Zhu Rong stepped on the black tiger's back. The black tiger roared, spread its wings, and flew away.
The direction he was going was to Mount Butai.
Why go to Butai Mountain?
The light on the light screen vibrated, changing with the rapid flight of the black tiger.
"boom--"
Ahead, a flying bird and mythical beast blocking the path was sent flying by Zhu Rong's punch.
"He, he is going to enter Mount Butai for hunting?" A big man wearing black armor whispered.
hunting?
Ever since I came here to trade and hunt mythical beasts, I have rarely done anything.
When doing business, peace is the most precious thing.
"boom--"
Within the light curtain, Zhu Rong took action again.
He clenched the spear in his hand and waved out golden fire dragons.
Fire dragons swirled around, streams of light flickered, and the several mythical beasts blocking the way were overturned.
However, Zhu Rong did not kill him, and after throwing these beasts away, he did not take action again.
As he drove the black tiger forward, there were more and more mythical beasts blocking his way, becoming more and more tyrannical.
But no matter whether he is stronger or more powerful, nothing can stop him from moving forward.
Outside the light curtain, the Liaoyuan tribesmen were filled with excitement.
This is the patriarch of his family, and his strength has reached such a tyrannical level!
"boom--"
In the void, a huge wolf claw with a radius of a hundred feet was photographed.
The wolf's claws shone with a cold light.
The surrounding world seemed to be imprisoned, causing turmoil.
Superior mythical beast!
Such methods can only be accomplished by high-level mythical beasts.
The Liaoyuan tribe members in the big tent held their breaths.
Han Muye looked calm.
Such strength cannot stop Zhu Rong.
In the light curtain, Zhu Rong raised his hand and punched out.
The golden fist shadow also turned into a hundred feet and collided with the wolf claw.
The wolf's claws were directly annihilated, and the golden fist shadow rushed into the void, causing the surrounding world to emit a sharp roar.
"Bang——"
"Bang——"
At least a dozen mythical beasts hidden in mid-air were knocked away by the shadow of the fist, and their bodies fell down.
This punch made the whole world seem to calm down.
There were roars of beasts in the void.
The mythical beasts blocking the way seemed to have received some order, and they all retreated like a tide.
Zhu Rong drove the black tiger and drove straight towards the highest peak of Mount Butai.
It was a mountain of ten thousand feet, towering into the clouds.
"That's the highest point of Mount Butai, Mount Buzhou, where the clouds cover the sky, right?"
"It is said that the mythical beast on Bu Zhou Peak is the strongest in the entire Bu Tai Mountain. Is Zhu Rong going to challenge the mythical beast on Bu Zhou Peak?"
In the big tent, the Liaoyuan tribe members watched nervously.
Divine beasts and mythical beasts are different.
The strength of the strongest among the mythical beasts is unimaginable.
Although Zhu Rong is strong, is he still a little behind compared to those mythical beasts that can dominate Zhou Feng's fortune-telling?
"Buzz——"
The void shook, and turmoil flashed on the light screen.
This is the confrontation between the power of heaven and earth, causing the power of surrounding heaven and earth to shatter.
The light curtain in the big tent immediately collapsed.
All the members of the Liaoyuan tribe were at a loss.
They couldn't see the fighting there, which made them even more nervous.
"Master Han, what should I do?"
"Master Han, why don't we gather a large army to rescue Patriarch Zhu Rong?"
"Yes, with the strength of my army, his combat power can be even stronger."
Everyone was a little flustered and looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye waved his hand: "I'll just go and take a look."
After saying that, he moved and disappeared from where he was.
In fact, no matter how powerful the turmoil of heaven and earth on Bu Zhoufeng's side was, it could not cause the light curtain here to break.
He just didn't want the people of the Liaoyuan tribe to see Zhu Rong fighting with those mythical beasts.
The confrontation between the superior mythical beasts will cause these tribesmen to fear that the superior mythical beasts are invincible.
It is not a good thing to see things too early that are beyond your own knowledge.
Han Muye was running in the void, and no divine beast could sense his arrival.
Even when he was thousands of miles away from Buzhou Peak, not a single divine beast could stop him.
Suspended thousands of miles away, he watched the battle on Bu Zhoufeng's side.
Zhu Rong controls the black tiger, wields a war gun with his palms, and is surrounded by ten fire dragons.
The three divine beasts in front blocked him, but they couldn't resist his pace, so they could only let him rush towards Buzhou Peak.
The wind soul beast controls the original power of Feng Shui.
The horn-topped mythical beast can activate the power of the earth.
The red flame divine beast was born from the origin of fire veins and feeds on flames.
The three heads are all high-level beasts, and the power of the three beasts is tyrannical, especially the combination of wind and fire. The wind and fire wheels hit the fire dragon outside Zhu Rong, causing the fire dragon to roar and roar.
The three-headed beast is strong enough, but Zhu Rong's power is even stronger.
The spear thrust out, and the horned beast with the power of the earth was unable to block it, and its body was sent flying.
The fire dragon rolled back, and the red flame beast that wanted to swallow Zhurong's flames was completely wrapped in flames.
If the Wind Soul Divine Beast hadn't run so fast, it would have been captured.
As Zhu Rong moved forward, the mythical beast flying down from Buzhou Peak became more powerful.
The Lieyan Tianlin, covered in flames, relied on the power of the original fire veins to collide with Zhu Rong.
The body is covered with icy blue frost flowers and frosty cloud phoenix, with its wings covered in thousands of miles of ice.
The ancient world is the place where blood is passed down.
It is extremely difficult for ordinary monsters and mythical beasts to control the power of heaven and earth.
Many powerful monsters cannot even spit out a fireball.
But on Buzhou Peak, these mythical beasts can control wind, thunder, water and fire at will.
This is the power of the source.
With enough original power, these mythical beasts cannot even suppress the ancient world.
Han Muye stood where he was, watching Zhu Rong fight with those mythical beasts, his eyes filled with depth.
The strength of the human race comes from the power of heaven and earth, and from abiding by the rules of heaven and earth.
Whether it's a battle formation or a battle armor, they all operate under the rules of the power of heaven and earth.
But these mythical beasts, especially the higher-level mythical beasts, and even the later overlord levels, are not bound by heaven and earth at all.
So, it was the mythical beasts that abandoned the ancient world, and the ancient world abandoned the mythical beasts?
The other side of a two-way rush is a two-way departure?
Perhaps this is the reason why the power of heaven and earth did not stop the rise of the human race in the prehistoric times?
Raising his head, Han Muye looked towards the sky.
He could feel that there seemed to be a trace of power between heaven and earth paying attention to Bu Zhoufeng.
Illusory power, illusory attention.
invisible.
"boom--"
Zhu Rong's steps retreated for the first time.
What blocked him was a giant black bear.
With a body of hundreds of feet, and the power of Qi and blood that covers the sky, Zhu Rong was knocked back ten thousand feet with one punch.
However, this kind of power aroused Zhu Rong's fighting spirit.
A bloody aura rose up, and the spear in Zhu Rong's hand turned into flowing light, and a golden shadow emerged outside his body.
He has a long spear, golden armor, and a figure of a hundred feet.
This is a power that has never existed before.
Every strike of the golden-armored warrior, the angle and power of the spear thrust out, made it difficult for the black bear in front of him to parry.
It is not the most primitive struggle of strength, nor is it the pure operation of the power of heaven and earth.
If these were all instincts like those of mythical beasts, or even magical powers, then that would be fine.
The point is not.
It was obvious that after Zhu Rong finished using a set of marksmanship, he started to use this set of marksmanship again.
This is a method that is regular and repeated and can really improve your combat power!
On Mount Bu Tai, on Bu Zhou Peak, and even in the void, countless mythical beasts were watching the battle solemnly.
The human race's learning ability is too strong.
Zhu Rong's marksmanship was so complex that the black bear beast was injured in several places without even realizing it.
"Roar--"
After being injured continuously, the black bear mythical beast has no patience.
But the more this happens, the more wounds there are on his body.
This scene made all the mythical beasts fall silent.
This Earth Sky Bear is the famous mythical beast on Buzhou Peak, and behind it is a tribe of mythical beasts, the Earth Sky Bear clan.
The power of the superior beasts and the tyrannical power of blood could not stop Zhu Rong.
The human race has become so strong?
"Buzz——"
In the void, a blue rope suddenly appeared and pressed down on Zhu Rong.
On Buzhou Peak, a huge tree crown measuring 100,000 feet appeared.
The moment this tree crown appeared, the entire Butai Mountain seemed to be suppressed.
This is a power that surpasses the superior beasts!
"Bang——"
This time, Zhu Rong's body was finally pressed down and fell on the rocks of Buzhou Peak.
However, before the ivy dancing on the tree crown could take action again, the whole world suddenly became silent.
It is true tranquility and silence.
A young man wearing a green robe appeared beside Zhu Rong.
Han Muye.
When Han Muye appeared, no divine beast could sense it.
What's even more frightening is that when he comes, all the mythical beasts don't even have the strength to move.
If he wanted to take action, wouldn't all the mythical beasts here be slaughtered?
"The prehistoric spiritual tree transformed into the body of a divine beast. It makes sense to break through to the overlord level but be unable to leave Bu Zhoufeng."
Han Muye looked at the tree crown in front of him and said in a soft voice: "Next time the Liaoyuan tribe's army will come here, let Zhu Rong fight you again."
After Han Muye finished speaking, he patted Zhu Rong on the shoulder and said calmly: "Let's go."
His figure disappeared.
Come on, no one can sense you.
Go, but no one can sense it.
It wasn't until Han Muye and Zhu Rong left that the green tree crown shook crazily.
But in the entire Buzhou Peak, not a single mythical beast dared to go down the mountain to catch up.
Han Muye shocked them too much.
Zhu Rong and Han Muye returned to their base, and half a day later, the melodious horn sounded.
Thirty thousand war cavalry gathered, and Han Muye and Zhu Rong led the army to go out.
Their target is all the tribes in the wasteland.
"I, the Liaoyuan Tribe——"
"Must win——"
The power of Qi and blood rose to the sky, and a bloody light appeared between heaven and earth.
The phantoms of a golden-armored warrior and the phantoms of mythical beasts condensed.
As the 30,000 warriors marched forward, the soaring fighting spirit caused the clouds in the entire wasteland to tremble.
At this moment, all the divine beasts and groups of divine beasts in half of the prehistoric world were feeling it.
All the powerful beasts turned their attention to the direction of the wasteland.
"Can the human race rise?"
"Humph, it's their own merger battle, just look at it."
"No one has ever been able to unite the weak human race, not even the Liaoyuan tribe."
Spiritual thoughts were transmitted one after another, and powerful ethnic groups from all sides were watching and waiting.
In the wasteland, the first person to welcome the Liaoyuan tribe's army was the Hejue tribe with one hundred thousand tribesmen.
This tribe gathered along the river is actually a branch of one million tribe.
When an army of 30,000 warriors arrived, the Hejue tribe chose to flee.
How could he be an opponent of 30,000 warriors?
Thirty thousand war cavalry were driving in the rear, and a hundred thousand tribesmen were running in front.
One, two, three, four...
It wasn't until they gathered into a tribe of one million people that the Hejue tribe stopped on a beach and formed a coalition of one million people, waiting for the war cavalry of the Liaoyuan tribe.
In the wilderness human race, everyone is a soldier.
"The Liaoyuan Tribe bullied others too much."
"Today we will fight them decisively."
"Please ask the totem beast——"
Above the wasteland, sounds echoed throughout the world.
The priests holding bone staffs in their hands stood in front of the group. The bone staffs in their hands had borrowed their original power from the divine beasts.
This original power can either be blessed and become combat power, or become one's own energy and blood, or become a light curtain for defense.
The mythical beast also needs to fly down directly and run and dance among the groups.
The noisy fighting spirit condenses.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"boom--"
Ahead, a neat voice sounded.
The voices were uniform, and the movements of thirty thousand warriors were consistent.
This is not something any tribe can do.
No need for war drums.
No horn needed.
When the sound of the 30,000 troops marching in unison sounded, even among a group of millions, one would look pale.
This is the power of humanity!
In the primitive world, the human race may be just like ants, but as long as they truly unite and unite, the power they display is terrifying.
"Liaoyuan——"
"Must win——"
The war cavalry is like a tide, galloping forward!