The revival of the unicorns

The changes in the Eighth Region are clearly seen by the tribes living in the Seventh Region on the side of the Flaming Mountain, but their views are surprisingly consistent - it is just a futile change made by the neighbors, how many years and generations have passed, and the Eighth Region has not even lifted the protection of the area.

Only by removing the protection of the area is the first step to embark on the battle journey, this thick protective shell, so that the unicorn clan is free from the chaos of war, but at the same time what is lost is the blessing of the Flame Mountain, after so many years, the sword rain brought by Ma Yang is a miracle that even the old man has not seen.

After kneeling on the ground for a long time, it was still after the rain of swords, Friero stepped forward and grabbed the old man who was a little stiff, shook it lightly and put it back on the ground.

The six hundred-meter-long swords represent the six sword qi of the Liuge swordsmanship that Ma Yang has comprehended, and the sword mountain formed carries these sword intents, the more they climb up, the clearer their perception of sword intent becomes, unicorns are a war-mad tribe, and the sharp sword qi stimulates their bloodlines all the time.

The emaciated bodies began to change, and some of them had red eyes and thrashed their chests, and they roared provocatively at their compatriots around them. The subject of the roar, as if infected, and his eyes were also red, and the two quickly scuffled together as they roared.

Ma Yang just wanted to step forward to stop him, but was dragged by the old man: "This is the ritual of our clan's bloodline civilization, and we must see blood." ”

The blood of the unicorn clan needs this kind of cruel melee fighting, the skin of the two sides is opened, and the blood is swayed out, and this blood does not flow on the ground, but is absorbed by the skin outside.

The red eyes are like a crazy virus, regardless of men, women and children, they suddenly fall into this environment, and the red eyes fight each other, until one party is beaten unconscious, and the other party will draw to find the opponent again.

Ma Yang's eyes were always fixed on the little girl who stood at the end of the day: this little girl's horn was different, compared to those black horns, her horns were a little white, and her eyes were still shining in the fight with her peers.

This low degree of madness is influenced by the primitive, all by the reaction of her own consciousness, and the little girl's pace is not chaotic at all, and there is a degree of advance and retreat, which occupies a great advantage in the fight, and in the blink of an eye, several boys who are stronger than her are knocked to the ground, and the leg is raised to hit the vital point cleanly, so that the other party quickly faints.

Soon there was no rival for her peers, and she began to look for opponents among the youth.

Ma Yang pointed at a subtle sword qi that flew over, hitting the little girl's back, making her fall asleep, in the process of fighting, as long as there is no defeat, the blood integrated into the skin will play a role in strengthening herself.

"What's this kid's name?"

The old man was a little stunned when he saw Ma Yang's sudden shot to stun the girl.

"Pluto, she is not very talented, her parents died during the hunt, very pitiful."

Despite saying so, there are a few unfortunate families of the unicorn clan, and they are all struggling in the quagmire

That's it.

"When it's over, let her come to me."

This is five days, and Ma Yang lives in the room that has been prepared in the tribe, because no one has yet escaped from the bloody battle, and everything needs to be done by himself.

This territory with a radius of thousands of miles has also been taken advantage of by Ma Yang to turn around during this time, and the majestic flame mountain can be clearly seen no matter which angle it is, and it is still bubbling from time to time, exuding a breathtaking power.

After several attempts, Ma Yang came to the vicinity of the volcano and saw two layers of barriers. The first layer near his side is the protective shield that the old man said, a special protective device activated in order to protect the eighth area without a lord from being wiped out.

The other layer is the barrier formed by the Flame Mountain, and unrelated personnel break into it, affecting the normal operation of the Flame Mountain.

"This mountain of flames doesn't seem to be a simple entity, I found that the flames of those flames have ghosting." is still the strange snake that likes to think the most, and these flames are beating with ghosts.

Ma Yang released his spiritual power, but he couldn't pass through the barrier, he could only feel it at the edge, and he could vaguely feel the existence of his soul power.

From the angle of the Flame Mountain, he could easily overlook the whole area, and Ma Yang set his eyes on the next door: next door was the swamp environment, and the creatures there were swamp pythons with scales, although they were so far away, they were still quite small to see those creatures.

The eighth area has to face, and only the adjacent seventh area has to face, so it is better to reconnoiter the other party's situation in advance.

"If you let the unicorns fight them, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing......" Flero made the most correct judgment at the first time, these pythons were the smallest, and they were more than two meters long, and the most important thing was that the scales on them shone in the light of the flames that could be seen everywhere, compared to the one-horned ones that were somewhat dwarfed.

"It's still early, we'll see." Ma Yang calculated in his heart that if he wanted to defeat the other party, he not only needed to fully activate the bloodline of the unicorn clan, but also needed to forge exquisite weapons.

After five days of fighting, all of them fell to the ground, and only one man stood in place, staggering with a wooden stick to support his body.

The strongest warrior of the Unicorn Clan - Bup! When everyone was emaciated, he was the only one who maintained his body and muscles, and in the process of fighting, he almost always put his opponent to the ground with one move, which was why he persevered in the five days of brutal fighting.

The few muscle tissues, because of the infiltration of countless blood, seem to glow a little, he himself did not perceive this, now he can stand only by virtue of the instinct of a warrior, since he was a child, his father, who has been the leader of the clan warriors, has been training him hard, the body can collapse, but the soul must not give in.

The unicorn clan is worthy of being a natural fighting tribe, and the injuries that were so severe as shock that they recovered within three days, leaving only new scars on the surface of their bodies. Bupp put his clothes back on and came to Ma Yang's door alone.

"Warrior Bup, please meet your lord!"

There is no pass in the room

When the voice came, Bupu shouted again: "Warrior Bup! Ask to meet your lord! ”

After a long time, there was still no sound coming from inside.

Bupp waited quietly, because the place where he lived was relatively quiet, and no one had passed by for so long.

Bupp thought that the lord was testing his heart, so he sat quietly in front of the door, honestly waiting for the door to open.

During this time, Ma Yang was actually still observing the surroundings on the side of the Flaming Mountain, and Bupu's matter was still difficult to convey back to the lonely white rats wandering around.

"You are?" When Ma Yang's voice came from behind Bupu, not to mention how depressed he was, he shouted for a long time, and the lord was not in the room.

As his eyes fell from Ma Yang's eyes to his surroundings, Bup's god began to change rapidly: a tall and mighty gorilla like a small mountain, a small tower with a shaking body, a white mouse jumping up and down, and a strange snake staring at him.

These guys on the lord's side, they're all so strange!

"What are you looking for me? The group fight over there is over, right? Ma Yang saw that the other party was stunned, so he asked with a smile.

Only then did Bupu come back to his senses, swallowed his saliva and steadied his mind and said, "Please bless the lord!" ”

Blessing? Ma Yang hadn't heard this from the patriarch.

"What is a blessing?"

"Blessing is ......" Before the words fell, dozens of young men appeared on the path behind Ma Yang, running towards this side.

Seeing his companions, who were about the same age, Bupp stood up and yelled, "What are you doing here!" ”

The lads said in unison, "Please bless your lord!" ”

Ma Yang looked puzzled, and asked Bupu to explain, but the other party twisted instead.

"Blessing is to use the blood of the lord to absorb it."

"How much blood does that get? No, no, no. "So many people just drain themselves, and that's not enough.

Bupu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "There are many ways to bless, and it depends on the blood concentration of the lord. ”