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In the distance, you could see a tent like a sea, and when I looked around, his felt tent was in a corner, and people had gone to the square to participate in the grand event, and there was no one nearby.

Zhou Lu quickened his pace and slipped to his tent, lifted the curtain and entered the felt tent, sat on the animal skin on the ground as if relieved, and gasped for breath, and his mind slowly returned to the time of sacrifice.

Even now, he still hasn't figured out what the battle spirit he summoned is. Thinking that on the star platform under the sacrificial tower, this little thing made him lose face in front of countless sexy beauties, and Zhou Lu's anger was a little out of place.

Zhou Lu sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, his mind turned inward, and gradually saw a light in his body, and probed down little by little along the light, slowly entering the hinterland of the dantian in the depths of the sea of qi, and suddenly felt a faint warmth in his mind.

In his mind, he felt that his eyes lit up, and the fist-sized lilac flame was listlessly hiding in the dantian and burning quietly, the flames were swallowing, flowing and changing, reflecting the small half of the dantian into a faint purple.

It is this thing that is the war spirit that he summoned today.

Zhou Lu's mind revolved around the flame and looked left and right and couldn't see any clues, and he didn't see what wood it burned, but the flame was not extinguished, Zhou Lu was surprised, his mind was cautious and sneakily stepped forward, and gently stabbed the flame, there was only a warmth in his mind, and there was no burning feeling, the flame flashed angrily, as if he was very reluctant to dodge.

"Huh? It's interesting. ”

Zhou Lu was attracted by the special act of the flame, and he became interested, and his divine thoughts stabbed at the flame again: "Don't pretend to be cowardly to Lao Tzu, start work." ”

A thought pushed the flames behind it, moving little by little along the meridians to the outside of the body.

The flame seemed to be extremely reluctant, dodging and resisting, but in the end it was summoned by Zhou Lu, controlled by Zhou Lu's mind, and forcibly pushed forward by Zhou Lu.

Zhou Lu felt that the meridians around the body through which the flames passed had a feeling of warmth, and the warmth was quite comfortable.

With a snort, the lilac flame was forced out from the tip of Zhou Lu's index finger, burning quietly there with indignation, and Zhou Lu's face was full of purple in the light.

Zhou Lu's eyes were full of curiosity, he had heard of some Qimen battle spirits before, but could such a thing as flame also be used as a war soul?

After thinking about it, he lifted the corner of the animal skin under his ass and leaned towards the flames, the soft animal hair was reflected in the firelight, and the animal skin approached little by little, and the flame rolled upside down, like a little girl who pinched her nose and couldn't bear the turbidity, as if she was extremely tired of the animal skin.

Zhou Lu stabbed his index finger into the animal skin, and the flame shrank to his wrist, and the tongue of fire was swirling, and the soft hair on the animal skin did not even mean to burn.

"Damn!"

Zhou Lu stood up angrily all of a sudden: You are fire, and you still have the consciousness of a little fire. The curtain on the star tower can't be burned, and now you can't even burn the animal hair, can you do something?

Zhou Lu was furious, if it continued like this, this cluster of flames would be useless, and it would not even be good to use it for barbecue.

Zhou Lutie turned his head and walked around with a blushing face, and saw a corner of the fireplace, in which there were still a few pieces of leftover firewood. Zhou Lu stepped forward quickly, stretched out his fingers, and pressed the lilac flame towards the firewood.

Isn't it natural for a flame to burn firewood?

The flame was like a little girl with a habit of cleanliness being stuffed into a garbage can, and she shrank back desperately in disgust, struggling to retract into the circumference, and the pile of firewood did not move.

Zhou Lu didn't expect that the flame he summoned was so wasteful, this doesn't burn or that, does Lao Tzu raise you to play?

Zhou Lu's face was very ugly, and he walked around the felt tent, testing everything he could see, and without exception, nothing was burned. Later, Zhou Lu was haggard and sat down on the animal skin.

"What the fuck is this fire that doesn't even burn?"

Zhou Lu was indignant, he knew that he was afraid that the ridicule of the clansmen was right, and he missed such a big opportunity given to him.

This cluster of flame battle spirits is probably really ineffective.

What's the use of not even burning animal hair?

The flame took advantage of Zhou Lu's mind to no longer control it, squeaked back into his fingers, and then shrunk his head and quickly drilled into the meridians, and slipped back into the depths of Zhou Lu's sea of qi, hiberning in a corner of the dantian, gasping there in horror.

Zhou Lu sat there, his heart full of discouragement.

In fact, Grandpa nagged in his ear all day long that those who must become strong and become warriors, Zhou Lu didn't pay attention to it at all, and he didn't have the consciousness of becoming a bloody warrior, he just felt that if his strength was higher, he could happily beat up the Tuke hammer in their hunting ground, which was always looking at people with a raised face, and he could enjoy some hot eyes in the cheers of those sexy and enchanting beauties in the hunting ground.

But now......

If he saw Tuke Hammer again, he would probably have to pretend to be a grandson with a smile, not to mention the Heavenly Demon List Ranking Contest held by the entire clan half a year later.

The Heavenly Demon List has always been the most important way for the Heavenly Demon Clan to select middle-level, high-level, and even top-level rulers, and it is held once a year, and the young warriors under the age of double ten are selected, and the top 30, top ten, and top 3 are selected in the way of fighting in the ring. If you want to become a future commander of a thousand masters, a captain of ten thousand masters, and a hunter, if you want to enter the military aircraft department of the Elder Pavilion, you must have the experience of entering the Heavenly Demon List.

However, if there is no more powerful battle spirit, it will not be easy to break into the Heavenly Demon List.

"Meng Tian is destined to be on that list this year, am I, really destined to have no intersection with her?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Lu's heart tingled again, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly saw that the cluster of flames had sneaked back into the dantian at some point, and Zhou Lu felt an evil fire in his heart all of a sudden, and sat there cross-legged and scolded hatefully:

"Let you embarrass Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will destroy you, hum, look how I killed you. ”

Zhou Lu gathered the central god to look at the body, mobilized the brute yuan force of the whole body, and rushed towards the dantian from the four brute veins, and the brute yuan force rushed towards the cluster of flames as fiercely as the four tides.

"Fart, don't use it, I'll extinguish you!"

Zhou Lu was ruthless, and the waves in the sea of qi were like mountains, and he pressed towards the flames heavily, intending to extinguish this cluster of flames in one fell swoop.

And at this moment, the corner of Zhou Lu's eyes suddenly jumped fiercely, and he noticed that the fist-sized flame suddenly revealed an extremely excited look, and the light rose sharply, and greedily greeted the mountain of brute yuan force.

The flames seemed to burn into the Barbarian Yuan Force all at once, and the calm Barbarian Yuan Force boiled like boiling water in an instant, and the pot boiled in the sea of Qi around the road, bubbling and bubbling, and the Barbarian Yuan Force that had been burned by the flames slid briskly to one side, and the Manyuan Force on the other side was quickly replenished......

Zhou Lu was dumbfounded all of a sudden, staring blankly at this scene in the sea of qi and speechless.

This...... This......

In the face of the barbarian elemental energy like a dense mist, this tongue of fire instantly burst out of the extremely high temperature, refining those barbarian elements like ice melting and snow.

The flames still feel a little languishing.

Zhou Lu was shocked by the sharp burning of the flames, and he vaguely understood in his heart that it might not be that this flame was non-combustible, but that what to burn depended on its mood......

Taste it?

Oh my God, my skills......

After Zhou Lu's head turned around with some thoughts, he suddenly reflected excitedly, this flame is burning with his skill, it is his "hard work" over the years to cultivate, will it let that fire burn out all of a sudden.

Zhou Lu was suddenly frightened, and his mind suddenly entered the sea of qi in his body, and he was about to mobilize his divine sense to quickly remove those barbarian yuan energies and avoid the burning of the demon flame, and at this moment, the corners of Zhou Lu's eyes jumped again, and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The brute yuan force under the flame was heated and slid away briskly, and the brute yuan on the other side was added quickly, and the momentum became faster and faster, in the sea of qi around the road, a small cyclone slowly took shape, from the beginning of the indistinct insight, to the later the cyclone concentration became stronger and stronger, like a small whirlwind whining and rotating, driving all the power of the whole body of the Zhou Lu to rotate.

Gas, cyclones?

Is it really a brute cyclone?

Zhou Lu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt, and a cool breath from his back rushed from his spine to the top of his head, his scalp was numb for a while, and he couldn't care about moving the barbarian energy away from the flames, and his divine sense stared closely at the change in the form of the power in front of him.

The power of the four hundred rays was spun out with amazing power by the brute cyclone, and it drilled into it like a sharp cone along the blocked fifth brute vein, all the way like a bamboo, destroying the blocked brute vein bit by bit.

The brute vein was like being clogged with silt, and the spiral like a cone easily burrowed into the silt, shaking off the blocked silt energy, and the cone rushed all the way, and the brute vein became translucent little by little.

Zhou Lu only felt a slight tremor in his mind, the fifth brute vein was completely opened, and the power ran through the five brute veins, and the fast-running power made Zhou Lu almost float.

Zhou Lu suddenly has a sense of comfort that is thorough and refreshing.

"It turns out that opening up the five brute veins is so wonderful, my skill operation is at least thirty percent faster, and the skill of the four hundred Yan Ji has not changed, but the power I can burst out seems to have become much greater. ”

Zhou Lu was ecstatic to observe the changes in his body, and his frightened mind was dizzy and couldn't turn too many thoughts.

In front of his eyes, the changes in his body were far from over, and the brute cyclone swirled the four hundred forces more and more crazily, all the way forward, "humming" softly again, and the sixth brute vein was completely opened.

Zhou Lu sat there, his mind was blank, looking at the incredible changes in front of him in a daze, before the brute cyclone appeared, he wouldn't believe that if he was killed, the power of just four hundred Yan Ji could open up six brute veins in his body?

But that's not the end of it.

The sharp cone formed by the brute cyclone was sharp and moving, and it drilled into the seventh brute vein, followed by the eighth, ninth, and tenth ......

Again and again, the whole body is transparent, and again and again a new power running route has been opened, and when the power of the brute cyclone finally reaches the limit, and the rotating power can no longer be drilled, the body of the Zhou Lu has opened up ten brute veins.

Zhou Lu sat there like a fool, and the changes in the form of the power in his body made his mind a little unbearable.

After a long time, Zhou Lu suddenly reacted, his mind moved slightly, and his power gushed from the ten brute veins at the same time. At this moment, Zhou Lu actually had a sense of control like heaven and man, and he felt as if he was about to fly. With ten brute veins, he can even control his every move at a subtle level.

"Is this the pinnacle of a hunter?"

The flame stood in the middle of the dantian and burned happily. Under the scorching pressure of the flames, the cyclone in Zhou Lu's dantian was endless, and later, the cyclone rotation of the barbarian energy had gradually formed an instinct, that is to say, Zhou Lu, with such a low strength, had really cultivated a form of power that only the powerhouses of the Dao Barbarian Realm had.

And that kind of magical form of skill actually allowed him to open up a whole ten brute veins with a mere strength of four hundred rays.

What does that mean?

"Haha......"

Zhou Lu couldn't hold back any longer, Huo Ran opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground frantically, and punched out with the power of the whirling force of the mandarin cyclone, a piercing scream on the fist, and the pillow stone on the ground was shattered with a bang, and the gravel flew everywhere.

The fourfold power, just because the power rotated, this punch actually reached the power of six hundred Yanji.

Zhou Lu danced excitedly, ran to the corner of the tent barefoot, choked a knife out, turned his wrist and turned over a knife flower, Huo Ran suddenly The knife in the tent flickered, the cold air was pressing, and Zhou Lu smoothly performed the Shadow Seven Sword Technique to the extreme in one breath.

This set of sword techniques can only be learned by high-level hunters with sixfold skills, and Zhou Lu used to only memorize its form, but did not understand its essence.

And today, the ten brute veins in Zhou Lu's body control this set of knife techniques at the same time, just like ten horses pulling a cart, no matter how you move forward and turn, you are all mellow and freehand. Many indescribable sword realms and power controls, all of them were realized in their hearts at this moment, and they melted into the sword light as if they were at their fingertips, and the true power of the Shadow Seven Sword Technique was vividly displayed by Zhou Lu.

The last type of lonely Hong crossed the river, like a meteor horizontally rowed out, the tent was like a fierce lightning, the tip of the knife stopped abruptly at a few inches away from the felt tent, a type of knife moved like a rabbit, quiet like a mountain, the sharp murderous spirit in the knife did not leak half a minute, the felt tent did not move, Zhou Lu actually reached the knife technique in the retraction and release at will, the extremely high realm of wishful thinking.

Zhou Lu closed his eyes and quietly realized the sense of control brought to him by the brute cyclone in the dantian.

His strength did not increase at all, it was just that because of the existence of the brute cyclone and the ten brute veins, he changed his operating form, but it was such an almost magical form change, but it made Zhou Lu have a kind of rebirth-like change.

"Is this the sense of control that can only be possessed in the Dao Barbarian Realm?"

Zhou Lu patted his fat belly hard and smiled: "Who said that Lao Tzu's war spirit is a waste?