"Uncle Tang, I'm eleven heavy!"

"I'm the tenth heavy!"

......

Tang Xuanming's face was blank, as they advanced towards the depths of the Great Wilderness, the six young men who had not yet reached the Ant Emperor had successively practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill above the tenth layer, and this was only a matter of a few days, and this also added the time they had to travel, in fact, their cultivation time was very short.

"Sure enough, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong is not for mortals to practice. ”

Tang Xuanming complained frantically in his heart, a little unwilling to speak.

"If this group of bear children descends into the world of the Condor Heroes, King Jinlun will be so ashamed that he will commit suicide! ”

Every time he saw the immature faces of those teenagers, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but think of this.

Of course, the reality certainly won't be so rosy.

The Heaven and Earth Essence of the Condor Heroes is extremely thin, far less dense than this world.

With the talent of this group of young hunters, it will take at least seven or eight years to reach the thirteenth layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong in the world of the Condor Heroes, well, it is still a group of little perverts.

"Ahead is the Great Plains of the Beast God, we need to be careful. ”

After a life-and-death crisis, Pi Lin became more and more calm, and after carefully observing the surrounding environment, he led a group of people to carefully walk through the waist-deep grass.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong played an extremely important role, and almost all of the hunters in the reserve had cultivated to the tenth level at this time, and the higher ones had reached the twelfth level, which was already equivalent to the powerhouse of the first level of the Ant Emperor.

It's just that there is no inscription of the corresponding fierce beast pattern, and there is no fusion of the bloodline of the fierce beast, and it cannot be regarded as reaching the real peak.

But that's just it, it's still appalling.

"This kind of cultivation method is really powerful, it seems that you are really a big man in the royal family, Uncle Pihu didn't guess wrong at all, just a basic method can make everyone in the tribe reach the realm of the ant emperor......"

Pi Lingbao chattered endlessly, and his words were full of surprises, and the identity of Tang Xuanming's royal family was almost certain.

The bloodline of the royal family is not inferior to that of the Ant Emperor, and there will also be a bloodline inheritance, and countless memories are engraved in the bloodline.

As for why Tang Xuanming was exiled in the Great Wilderness and had amnesia - this is not simple, the intrigue of the big tribe is staggering, not to mention the top race of the human race, the intrigue of the royal family will definitely make everyone's jaw drop.

The corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched, and the various speculations of Pi Lingbao along the way can already write a thrilling secret history of the palace, the kind that can be filmed in a TV series.

But in fact, he has nothing to do with the so-called royal family, and the so-called memories engraved in his blood are just what he got from the altar.

Without a trace, he touched the altar pattern on his right hand, and with his mind, the originally incomparably clear pattern gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely, without the slightest trace.

"There's a group of Howling Moon Demon Wolves ahead, should we ......?"

The Piling Leopard's eyes were excited, and the Howling Moon Demon Wolves all acted in groups, usually at least seven or eight of them, and they usually had to take a detour when they encountered such predators.

But now, with Tang Xuanming, the five-fold powerhouse of the Ant Emperor, they are not cowardly at all.

"If you want me to say that it's better to catch a group of tricolor deer, compared to the common Howling Moon Demon Wolf, the tricolor deer is more difficult to catch, and it is better for the strengthening of bone blood!"

Tang Xuanming glanced at Pi Lin, after fusing the blood of the three-color deer, Pi Lin's injury recovered unexpectedly quickly, and the bone meridians were different from ordinary people, and they seemed to be more powerful than ordinary Howling Moon Demon Wolves.

The path of blood fusion that Tang Xuanming guessed seemed to be feasible.

"Yes! I feel good. ”

Pi Lin was still silent, but silently expressed his attitude, the tribe usually fused the bloodline of the Howling Moon Demon Wolf before, because this bloodline is best fused, and the Howling Moon Demon Wolf is the most common fierce beast in the Beast God Great Plains.

"Then it's decided!"

Tang Xuanming's eyes lit up, he saw a strange beast with a face like a donkey eating grass slowly on the Great Plains of the Beast God, and there was obviously a Howling Moon Demon Wolf passing by it, but none of the Howling Moon Demon Wolves were staring at it.

On the contrary, the Howling Moon Demon Wolf even took the initiative to bypass part of the road.

There is only one reason why this situation can be caused, that strange donkey has a higher status and stronger bloodline in the demon clan.

That donkey was a second-level creature classified by the Ant Emperor, and just looking at the momentum, Tang Xuanming felt that the donkey was extremely strange and powerful, not inferior to him.

"Keep your head down, don't stare at it!"

Pi Lingbao suddenly pressed Tang Xuanming's shoulder, and under the conditioned reflex, Tang Xuanming almost threw him out.

The donkey-like beast was very alert, and it didn't take long for Ming to stare at him, the donkey raised its head and looked in the direction of Tang Xuanming, but fortunately, Tang Xuanming squatted down in time and pressed the Piling Leopard under him with a slap.

"What for, what for?"

The Piling Leopard danced with his hands, like a king who was held down on his back.

"Shh

Tang Xuanming covered his mouth and stretched out his finger to the strange donkey in front of him who was alertly looking around.

The Pi Spirit Leopard stopped breathing for a moment, like a weasel stealing chickens, and his voice was an octave lower: "What do you want to do, don't look at the creature that ranks second to last in the bloodline level, and the Shadow Spirit Leopard level, for our tribe, it is a top-level fierce beast, this is a creature that has grown to the peak and will break through the Ant Emperor realm." ”

"What realm is above the Ant Emperor realm?"

Tang Xuanming didn't look back, still staring at the strange donkey.

"It's a second-level bloodline life, isn't it just right? ”

"You don't want to die, it just looked at me and made my whole body chill, you hit its idea, just hit the cub's idea, we never dare to hunt those creatures with high blood levels and still growing class, that will make us die." ”

Pi Lingbao had a ghostly expression on his face.

Tang Xuan's gaze was firm, and he could sense that the donkey's qi and blood were about the same level as his.

And when the donkey looked up at them, the look of his slanted eyes seemed to be despising people, which was no different from the donkey in Tang Xuanming's impression.

He took a deep look at the taciturn Pi Lin, wanting to try if he could truly combine the bloodline of the divine dragon.

If it really can, it will undoubtedly be a kind of change for the Pi tribe, a small tribe in the wilderness.

"I've become a Shennong and farming here, so let's create a descendant of the dragon, the legend of the dragon's bloodline. ”

Tang Xuanming gradually had a bottom in his heart, and held the harvest obtained by killing the Cang clan and his party, the steel spear.

It has been passed down countless times in the tribe, and the spear throwing with the extreme refinement of the movement is displayed on him.

Accelerate, sprint, and accumulate, the legs are continuously crossed, the muscles of the whole body move like flowing water, the power of the feet runs, twist the waist, send the hips, all the power is condensed in the right hand, and then there is a roaring sound of breaking the air.