It was a feast.

Zhou Ming no longer knew how many Blood Wolf Heroic Spirits he had obtained, on the one hand, he was frantically sacrificing, and on the other hand, he was also devouring wildly.

Not only him, but the butterfly in his hand turned into the main body, soaring and flying, devouring the blood wolf spirit here like a whirlwind and clouds.

Its speed is even much faster than Zhou Ming's.

One person and one butterfly, quickly swept one battlefield after another.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floor......

The crazy sacrifice allowed him to obtain more and more inheritances, and the inheritance of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor continued to be unlocked, and it was a full eighty-one layer, which was obtained by him in one go.

Relying on the mysterious horn and the blood wolf heroic spirits that can be seen everywhere, they were cultivated by him one by one.

In addition, his own wild aura has changed drastically. Because he had devoured too many blood wolf heroic spirits, a large amount of primordial wildness was refined by him.

"It's too strong, it's already a flame-like existence!"

Zhou Ming didn't care about it at all, thinking about whether such a crazy refining of primordial wildness would bring any evil results.

He was sure of only one thing: this was an opportunity, a brilliant opportunity to rise.

Because its wild aura is too strong, it has surpassed the realm of crystallization, and a certain qualitative change has been caused by quantitative changes.

Zhou Ming felt that his wild aura was burning, turning into some kind of flame-like existence.

The strange wild fire envelops the body, refining the spirit all the time. He felt that his own rationality was constantly being forged and nurtured, as if refining the physical body, and all kinds of potentials were stimulated.

"Could it be that the fire of the wild can develop the potential of the soul?"

Feeling the wonderful changes in himself, Zhou Ming had a certain realization in his heart.

The power of the wild is to the body, the fire of the wild is to the soul, the spirit and the flesh, the fire and the power, faintly showing a certain subtlety of both internal and external cultivation.

Zhou Ming felt that between the tempering and cultivation of the wild fire, his thinking was becoming more and more acute, and his control and perception were all slowly improving.

In this fire, his reason was not blinded, so he became chaotic and wild, but became more "intelligent" and "wise" like a clear water out of a hibiscus.

Suddenly skimming over a towering mountain ridge, the vision ahead suddenly opened up. Beneath the ridge, a deep, wide canyon lies silently.

Looking down, it is like a brilliant galaxy below, the light is intertwined, and the brilliance is like a dream.

"That's ......"

Zhou Ming gasped and found that there was suddenly a giant wolf in the middle of the canyon that was more than three feet long, shining and transparent, with silver and silver circulation, and incomparably divine horses, like a fairy spirit beast from above the nine heavens.

It was actually a blood wolf heroic spirit, from a terrifying blood wolf that had survived for an unknown number of years.

Looking at the splendid scene in the canyon like the Milky Way, it is conceivable that there must have been a terrifying war here before, and the top wolf warrior envoy and the top blood wolf had a life-and-death confrontation.

Judging from the results, it seems that they are all doomed?!

Zhou Ming knew that if that terrifying wolf warrior envoy won, he would definitely sacrifice the huge blood wolf spirit as soon as possible.

With such a huge spoil, even if the other party only has one breath left, he will firmly earn it in his hands.

On the contrary, if the blood wolf wins, as long as there is still a breath, it will definitely have recovered a lot by now, and it will never be like this.

Only one explanation of the end of the same fate can make sense.

Looking at the huge blood wolf heroic spirit, Zhou Ming's heart became hot, and he clearly heard the wild beating in his heart.

Gazing closely, he found that the wolf spirit was very different, more than huge. If the countless Heroic Spirits in the canyon are compared to the stars in the Milky Way, then it is undoubtedly the king of the stars. Although its energy body collapsed, the Heroic Spirit did not fall into a state of confusion, but continued to breathe, still like a living thing, setting off an undercurrent of energy in the canyon, and actually recovering on its own.

"This can't bring it back!"

Zhou Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, the heat in his heart was uncontrollable, and he dodged and rushed down the ridge, sweeping straight towards the three-zhang huge heroic spirit.

The appearance of that heroic spirit was definitely not a blood wolf, this point, Zhou Ming had already determined.

He even suspected that these heroic spirits came from this beast tomb and were the main family in the beast tomb.

It's just that he can't judge what kind of breed such a strange wolf clan is, so noble and mysterious, the divine horse is like a beast in the sky, and it is definitely not comparable to a blood wolf.

"Give it to me!"

Zhou Ming's speed was extremely fast, and between actions, the sound of a horn was already loud in his mind.

- He did not intend to sacrifice this thing to the evil gods, but to take it privately.

Sou!

Like a wild wind, Zhou Ming suddenly collided with it, and rushed straight into the three-zhang huge wolf clan heroic spirit.

The Wild Furnace is roaring, and the Wild Fire is burning.

Zhou Ming instantly entered a certain state of sluggishness, feeling a terrifying and ancient will, like a hundred thousand mountains crashing down.

The horror of this heroic spirit is beyond imagination.

In an instant, Zhou Ming's soul was sucked into an illusion.

It was an ancient world, the earth was silent, everything was reckless, the sky was hanging down at night, and thousands of stars were shining with various colors, intertwined into a dreamlike space.

Directly in the east, an incomparably huge full moon is bright and bright, flowing with a quiet and beautiful cold and glamorous brilliance, overflowing the universe.

Within that huge moon, there was suddenly a silver wolf, it was beautiful and mysterious, like walking in the void, taking a calm and steady step like a king, as if walking slowly from the depths of ancient years.

With each step, the moon became even larger, and the tranquil splendor became more mysterious and cold.

Zhou Ming felt that his mind was stiff, and his soul and will were eroded by a strange coldness, and he was photogenicized from the outside to the inside, as if his mind and soul were about to turn into moonlight and fly towards the mysterious giant moon.

“...... That's really the Celestial Wolf Clan, the legendary and mysterious Baoyue Celestial Wolf!"

Zhou Ming's heart was chilling, feeling the sacred and cold will of the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf, as if it was wrapped in the majesty of heaven and earth and eternal years, majestic and immense, and it was impossible to resist at all.

In the face of such legendary species, I am afraid that all he can do is to be cast into a bright moonlight by his will in the trembling of his soul, and turn into a ray of light above the giant moon.

Zhou Ming never expected that death would come like this.

The giant moon was becoming, getting bigger and bigger, and soon it had completely occupied Zhou Ming's sight. At this time, he saw the deep anger in the eyes of the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf, cold and quiet, like the cold moonlight sprinkled all over the world thousands of years ago.

Click!

Just as his soul was about to be completely transformed into a ray of moonlight and fly into the giant moon, the Treasure Moon Celestial Wolf collapsed, and a terrifying black crack appeared on the bright and bright giant moon.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were shattered, the miracles collapsed, and the illusion was suddenly shattered.

Zhou Ming let out a low roar and found that the huge Heavenly Wolf Heroic Spirit had been absorbed by him.

Between the roar of his heart, the wild fire in his body was frantic, frantically spitting, brewing, smelting, and then slowly spitting out in the wild furnace.

It's like washing away the lead and returning to the original.

A wisp of fire slowly spit out is like the purest firelight, like a moonlight ingested from the depths of ancient times.

Wild is divided into nine colors, white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and hey.

Zhou Ming's wild breath turned into wild fire, and returned to the original pure white color again.

The ancestors of the ancient human race, they also learned to use fire before the ancient years, but the one they lit was not a natural fire, but a wild fire.

This flame will never be extinguished, laying the hope of the human race to survive in the world for thousands of years.

Igniting the fire of wildness, even Zhou Ming himself didn't know that he had regained the lost ancient glory of the Barbarian Beast Master!