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Ye Feng sat cross-legged, pinching the trick with both hands, only to see a drop of ginseng essence, like red blood condensed from the blood ginseng, Ye Feng opened his mouth and sucked it, and the blood ginseng essence was swallowed into his stomach in one bite.

In the sea of knowledge, the mysterious stone sword bloomed, and the ancient and vicissitudes of life emerged, imprinted in Ye Feng's heart.

The stone sword trembled, a whirlpool appeared, and after absorbing the pure blood ginseng essence, after refining it, it fed back to Ye Feng, and the powerful energy was like a torrent, surging waves, rushing towards the blocked heavenly veins.

The pure power, under the melting of the golden energy, is like a sharp sword, and wherever it passes, it is like a broken bamboo, and all obstacles are broken through in an instant, and the hot power turns into a huge power of qi and blood.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom. ”

The energy is exhausted, the heavenly veins are connected, and finally the three heavenly veins are penetrated, and the realm has also reached the realm of the fivefold peak of blood refining, as long as the two more heavenly veins are penetrated, you can step into the realm of the sixfold blood refining.

The blood ginseng energy is already majestic, and it has been refined by mysterious power, and it is more refined, but it only penetrates three heavenly veins, and if it is given to ordinary clansmen, it can at least penetrate six heavenly veins.

However, after the refining of the mysterious stone sword, the golden energy continued to expand the heavenly veins, and the power of qi and blood that could be contained was also more majestic, and the increased power was not comparable to ordinary clansmen.

Especially every time he rushed through the level, Ye Feng's feeling was even more obvious, if the Heavenly Vein at the beginning was like a stream, but after being tempered, the Heavenly Vein turned into a river, which could absorb more qi and blood power.

The limit was broken again and again, and the heavenly veins in the body were connected, converging into a sword, as if there was a sharp sword roaring, tearing the sky.

The power of the human race to refine blood is sublimated in life and death, and transformed in tranquility.

The dawn of the morning.

The morning sun is rising, bathing the whole world with a faint warm light.

The Great Wilderness tribe was full of people and became lively, and Ye Feng walked among the tribes, bathing in the sun.

"Quick, quick, fast. ”

At this time, at the gate of the tribe, there was a hurried sound, which attracted everyone's attention, and when they looked around, they saw a group of clansmen who had come back from hunting outside, covered in blood, carrying stretchers, and supporting each other into the tribe.

"Shi Dahu, what's the matter, how did you go out hunting to get like this?"

"Did you encounter a high-level demon beast, and there are others?"

Some of the older clansmen looked at them scarred and asked eagerly, their eyes full of worry.

"Big Tiger, where is my big dragon?" I saw a middle-aged woman in the crowd ask a tall and powerful young man with a full beard.

"And where is my Ah Liu?"

"Big Tiger, you are talking. ”

Eager words resounded on this morning of the rising sun.

"Big Tiger, what's going on?" At this moment, a deep voice with majesty overshadowed the voices of the crowd.

"Leiba. ”

Everyone shouted in unison, getting out of the way, and Lei Balong walked in front of Shi Dahu, looking at the disabled clansmen, his brows furrowed, and he already had a guess in his heart.

It turned out that Shi Dahu led a group of clansmen to hunt in the Panlong Mountains today, but he didn't expect to be ambushed by the people of the Fire Clan.

All of them were scarred, and a few were seriously injured, and it was unknown if they could recover.

"Fire Clan, it's really them. Lei Ba said slowly, his fists clenched, and the killing intent in his heart was stirring.

"Brother Lei Ba, please call the shots for us. Shi Dahu clasped his hands into fists, knelt on one knee, and said loudly.

"Please call the shots for us!" I saw the crowd shouting loudly, hula la kneeling down a large area.

"Everyone, please get up, as long as I still have a breath of thunder, I will definitely give everyone justice. Lei Ba said in a deep voice.

"At the same time, everyone who has been going out for a while now, you must be careful of the people of the Fire Clan, if you encounter it, you will not be forgiven!" Lei Ba paused, his eyes lit up, and he said with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Such prestige is not only superior in strength, but also a pure heart of the guardian clan and the clan.

Woo!

There was a horn sounding, the Great Wilderness tribe, bathing in the morning sun, the mighty and vast horn whirled, all the sounds stopped suddenly, and every clansman had an incomparably fanatical and dignified look on his face, which was the war horn of the tribe.

The horn is up, and it is ready for battle.

The drums of war are beating, even if the battle is exhausted, the soul is scattered, and the blood stains the nine days!

Ye Feng's eyes stared, at this moment, as if he was infected by this emotion, the blood in his heart was boiling, and his qi and blood were bulging, like a burning flame.

"Fight! Fight!"

The sound of crazy roaring sounded, the battle intent was surging, and it rose into the sky, and the cold murderous aura filled the heaven and the earth, and it was clearly audible from a distance of more than ten miles.

A fighting spirit is unstoppable!

As soon as the horn was raised, all the clansmen of the tribe headed towards the central martial arts arena.

In Ye Feng's heart, the burning flame burst out, here, in this land of the human race, the world of all races competing for hegemony, blood is burning, for the sake of the tribe, to dominate the world, to compete for the deer god famine.

It is thunder that blows the horn of war, the tribal warrior commands, orders the tribe, in the great wilderness tribe, there must be something big when the horn is sounded, and it has been a long time since the last time the horn was blown and the war drum was sounded, it was fifty years ago.

The dusty horn sounded, and only those older clansmen knew what was going to happen, their eyes were full of madness, their eyes were full of tears, and their hearts were full of war!

The dusty horn evokes dusty memories!

The lesson of blood and tears, the withering of life, the glory that belongs to the tribe, opens again!

Shame needs to be remembered! Shame needs to be washed away with blood!

War, no one can forget, no matter how long the years have passed!

And in the entire square, at this time, all the clansmen of the tribe were gathered, but in the central place, there were only about 2,000 people, which was the elite of the Great Wilderness tribe, and all the martial artists above the fourfold realm of blood refining could stand.

They are all young and middle-aged, with majestic blood and mighty momentum, and their fighting spirit is soaring!

Two thousand people gathered together, the momentum of the prairie fire, the fighting spirit of rushing into the sky, the crazy roaring blood, the galloping of thousands of horses, the terrifying momentum, accompanied by the sound of the vast horn, diffused.

The Great Wilderness Tribe, the land of dozens of miles, the Panlong Mountain Range, the silence, the terrifying momentum, let the fierce beasts around them hibernate, and the suffocating pressure made them crawl and tremble.

Commander Lei Dong, wearing a red armor today, holding a black long sword in his hand, the sharp light bloomed, releasing a cold killing intent, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be infected, making a crisp buzzing sound, as if he had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, and he couldn't wait to drink blood to quench his thirst.

The sword has a spirit, and it rises into the sky!