If the power of the bloodline is traced back to the ancestors and the strength is improved, I don't know what it will be like in the end?

"What kind of demon bloodline will Senior Brother Han transform?"

Bai Wuxian looked at the departing Han Muye and whispered in his mouth.

What kind of path did those reckless predecessors seek?

What Han Muye did, was he going with the sky, or was he going against the sky?

I don't know.

Smart as a sky fox, Bai Wuxian has no bottom in his heart.

The only thing she could do was wait.

Let's see what kind of means Han Muye can have.

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Han Muye and Huang Zhihu drove the one-horned rhinoceros and returned to the bobcat station in two days.

Walking slowly is to let the yellow fat tiger adapt to how to control the one-horned rhinoceros in the future.

By the time they arrived at the Lynx Clan's residence, the huge one-horned rhinoceros had turned into an ordinary form, no taller than a foot, with a faint layer of jade-colored aura on its body, and garlands of various colors.

The wreath was picked by the yellow fat tiger and asked Yun Di to help weave it.

The moment Han Muye stepped into the Lynx Clan's station, countless sword lights rose from the entire clan's station.

The flames on the altar, flickering constantly, seemed to be cheering.

Han Muye raised his head, and in his eyes, Dao Dao aura flashed, and a golden flame fell directly on the altar.

"Master."

The bobcat bloodline that turned into a big cat flew down and lay down in front of Han Muye.

On its body, blue light flashed.

This is receiving the power of inheritance.

After its inheritance power is fused, the entire race will begin to inherit new fusion memories.

Lying in front of Han Muye, the aura on Shancang's body was constantly surging, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

In Han Muye's divine hide, the flames are constantly changing.

Peel back the threads.

Extract the original restlessness and rashness in the blood of the lynx family, and integrate into the intelligence of the sky fox.

Disintegrate the agility of the green fox, the speed of the spirit marten and the clouded leopard, and turn into a new bloodline.

These things seem easy, and each of them has been deduced countless times by Han Muye.

The bloodline merges, and if there is one thing that goes wrong, it is the demise of the entire race.

On Shan Cang's body, the breath is getting thicker and thicker.

The original mania slowly subsided, and the eyes revealed a wise divine light.

Its form gradually turned illusory.

This is the embodiment of the power of the wind attribute, so that the body is between reality and illusion, to protect itself to the greatest extent, and to hide itself.

With a light movement of his fingers and claws, Shancang's body turned into a clear wind, as if it was about to float away.

With such a figure, coupled with kendo methods, the combat power is absolutely strong.

Han Muye smiled and looked at the mountain cang, which was slowly revealed.

"Hey, the big cat has an extra tail."

The yellow fat tiger sitting on the back of the one-horned rhinoceros spoke curiously.

At this time, behind the mountain cang, there is an illusory cat tail.

Shan Cang's expression was excited, and he bowed down to Han Muye.

"Thank you, master, for the reward."

This extra cat tail is not only the result of the improvement of the bloodline power and the fusion of the nine-tailed sky fox bloodline, but also represents a complete change in the bloodline power of the lynx clan.

In the future, as long as the lynx clan cultivates well, they will have the opportunity to incarnate into a nine-tailed civet cat and cultivate to surpass the ancestor.

Out-of-body is far from the end.

This kind of leap in bloodline power is just a legend in the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm.

Today, such an opportunity has befallen him, and of course Shancang is happy.

Shan Cang spit out a piece of jade, then turned into a breeze and returned to the altar.

The flames on the altar exploded, and ten feet of light rose.

One by one, the Bobcat people stepped forward and began to accept the opportunity of inheritance.

Han Muye led the Yellow Fat Tiger back to the thatched hut, Yun Di settled the Yellow Fat Tiger to rest, and Han Muye took out the jade slip and probed into it.

It's not bad, in the past few days, the Lynx Clan has explored all the forces and ethnic distribution within a radius of 5,000 miles.

With the current concealment methods of the lynx people, except for a few big clans in the surrounding area, there is no secret at all for the other tribes.

"Five hundred miles to the south, the Siyun Mountain Beaver Clan, a half-step Heavenly Realm, there is a small mineral vein in the clan station, and a Skywalker joined it three days ago."

"Five hundred and twenty miles to the west, the Weasel Clan, a half-step Heavenly Realm, is good at alchemy, the clan has an elixir field, and there are five Skywalkers who are going all out to besiege and kill the Weasel tribe in the past few days."

"Thousands of miles away, the Spirit Pig Clan of Baihe Mountain, there is the power of the ancient heaven-tearing in the bloodline, violent and arrogant, the clan is 30,000, there are several strong people, there is a heavenly realm, ten Skywalkers arrived and were killed."

……

One by one, information appeared, including various power distribution maps, the body shape, appearance, bloodline strength characteristics of various races, and so on.

"There are seven lynx groups within five thousand miles, they can all be merged, and the bloodline power can be fused and improved, perhaps, the group can have another tail."

"The Weasel Clan is good at alchemy, but it can be used to see if it can change the bloodline memory and focus on alchemy."

"Spirit Pig Department," Han Muye's eyes revealed a glimmer of essence: "I am also a little interested in the ancient inheritance bloodline. ”

"Boom-"

Outside the hut, there was a roar.

It was the power of the bloodline that increased too quickly, and the Gangfeng shock was triggered.

Sitting on the body of an old man in a green robe sitting in front of the altar, the cyan demon light flashed, and the phantom of the lynx behind him appeared.

Gather the spirit incarnation, and the blood is manifested.

This is the strength of the bloodline is strong enough, and it will only exist.

Half-step Heavenly Realm.

The Bobcat clan also has its own half-step heavenly realm.

The aura outside the hut roared all night.

The Bobcat Clan appeared with three half-step Heaven Realms and seven Jindan Sixfold and above powerhouses.

This change in strength is more than ten times stronger than before.

What's more, in the inheritance memory, all kinds of swordsmanship, and the power in the bloodline are not comparable to before.

When the sun rises, all the bobcats come to worship.

In their bloodline memories, there is only one master for them, and that is Han Muye, who gave them strength.

Let the other clansmen disperse, and Han Muye left behind ten clan powerhouses.

Their mission is to travel to the Weasel Clan garrison and help them defend themselves against the Skywalker siege.

Then Han Muye looked at the mountain cangs standing aside.

"Let's go to Baihe Mountain."

White Crane Mountain?

Shan Cang was stunned.

"Master, are we going to ally with them?" The long tail behind it moved lightly, and it said in a low voice: "The Spirit Pig Clan has a tyrannical temperament, I'm afraid it won't accept it." ”

"I'm interested in tearing the bloodline of the heavens." Han Muye's words made Shan Cang tremble.

Without paying attention to Shancang, Han Muye turned his head to look at the yellow fat tiger who had just gotten up and was already exercising in the morning.

"Fat Tiger, is it okay for your stepfather to give you a task?"

Hearing that there was a task, Huang Zhihu put away his fist and nodded expectantly.

"You stay in the tribe, teach them what they learn, and test them for literacy."

Han Muye smiled and spoke.

Huang Fat Tiger's eyes lit up: "Is it the same as Master Cui?" ”

Cui Helian is the enlightenment of Huang Zhihu.

Han Muye nodded.

"Okay." Huang Zhihu put his hands behind his back, imitated Cui Helian's appearance, paced forward, raised his hand to his chest and stroked it, remembering that he didn't have that long beard, so he had to give up.

Yun Di followed her.

Watching Huang Zhihu go to teach the text, Han Muye shook his head slightly.

It's just to find something to do for this little girl.

At the beginning, I arranged to bring the yellow fat tiger to the secret realm in order to help her fuse when she met the right bloodline.

In this way, it can save the Yellow Fat Tiger dozens of hundreds of years of penance.

This little girl is her own daughter-in-law, and she is the second generation of top cultivators in Western Xinjiang, so she naturally wants to give her the best opportunity.

Now the Yellow Fat Tiger is happy to eat, drink and play in the secret realm, but for his studies and cultivation, he can't be wasted.

Moreover, most of the secret realms are demon clans, and this kind of environment is not conducive to the growth of the yellow fat tiger.

Han Muye was ready to get the treasure he wanted in the shortest possible time, and then leave the secret realm.

A crane appeared in front of Han Muye, and he stepped on the crane's back in one step.

The crane spreads its wings and walks away.

The faint wind swept by the mountain cang, and it hovered around the neck of the crane.

The land of thousands of miles, for the crane who is good at flying, is just a little time.

The mountains and rocks in front are towering, like white cranes spreading their wings.

At the foot of the mountain, the endless tribe is rising.

"Roar—"

With a wild roar, a black light turned into a wind and crashed directly into the sky.

The wind was like a knife, and in the surrounding void, there was a sharp roar.

The power of coercion came, like a mountain of ten thousand jun.

This spirit pig department is really tyrannical, and it shot directly.

The crane spread its wings lightly, and its body flashed, avoiding the bombardment of the wind.

The sky is the world of cranes.

Han Muye's figure fell into the void and stood with his hands behind his back.

Shan Cang's expression was solemn, and he looked down.

A grand demonic light rose.

Among them, the strongest one, the pillar of light soared into the sky, and among them was a hundred-zhang fanged black-armored fierce pig phantom, roaring and roaring.

Heavenly Demon.

This Spirit Pig Department really has a Heavenly Realm Great Demon.

Looking at the Heavenly Realm Great Demon who came first, Han Muye slowly narrowed his eyes, and behind him, sword light appeared.

The Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into a blue light long sword, attracting the dantian sword intent, wrapped in the purple sword light in the sea of qi, and slashed all the way.

"Boom-"

The sword light slammed into the pillar of light, slashing at the top of the pig demon phantom's head.

The pig demon screamed sadly, and his body turned into nothingness.

The figure of the Heavenly Realm Demon below paused.

The sword light did not stop, and slashed again.

"Block—"

With a roar, several half-step Heaven Realm bodies crashed into the sword light.

These figures are not voluntarily blocking the sword.

Their bodies rushed up uncontrollably.

"It turns out that the bloodline spirit of this Spirit Pig Department has been fused with the Heavenly Realm Great Demon."

Han Muye whispered, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and the momentum of the long sword in front of him did not waver in the slightest.

"Thorn-"

The body of a half-step Heaven Realm was cut off by the sword light.

False.

True fiction.

This half-step Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Pig Department has no actual combat power at all.

The sword light swept through, and the other half-step Heavenly Realm did not survive the three breaths.

It's no wonder that this spirit pig department can go out of the Heavenly Realm, it turns out that all the resources and bloodline power are pressed on the Heavenly Realm Great Demon alone.

Gather the strength of one clan and provide for one person.

Many foreign cultivators who enter the secret realm will do this.

I didn't expect the big demon in this secret realm to do the same.

"Die—"

The half-step Heavenly Realm blocked the sword light, and the Heavenly Realm Great Demon finally relieved himself, roared violently, his whole body shone with golden light, and his head and face turned into four half-foot fangs, and the demon with protruding eyes and long mouth.

"Demon body? This is because the power of fusing the bloodline is not complete, and the heart is affected by the power of the bloodline, and the origin is lost. ”

The mountain whispered in fear.

In the secret realm, the power of their bloodlines cannot escape the fate of being refined.

But most of the demon clans and bloodlines are compatible with each other and complement each other.

For example, the big demon in front of him forcibly refines the bloodline, causing the bloodline to conflict with his own strength, and the strength of his body is not harmonious at all, very few.

No wonder this spirit pig is extremely tyrannical.

Turning into a fanged demon, the strength of the Heavenly Realm Demon was significantly increased several times, and the golden light around his body discharged the aura in the void.

As if it wasn't enough, the big demon roared in the sky, and the spiritual flame on the altar behind him rose.

One by one, the clansmen of the Spirit Pig tribe were paralyzed, and the qi, blood, and demonic qi on their bodies were extracted and poured into the altar.

Extract the blood origin of your own family.

This means ruthlessly.

Han Muye shook his head, and the sword light in front of him was unstoppable, and he slashed down with a bang.

The Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm roared, and the cyan demon light in his mouth turned into a wind blade, facing the long sword.

Tearing the heavens with magical powers.

The ancient beast tears the sky, can harness the power of the wind spirit, and breaks the cage of heaven and earth with the wind blade.

Even the Heavenly Dome Barrier can't stop the blow of the Heaven-Tearing Divine Power.

This Spirit Pig Clan Demon obviously has the power of the bloodline to tear the sky, and the power of this wind blade is extremely strong.

"Wind?"

Looking at the wind blade, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be incarnated as a breeze, and his body was surrounded by flowing clouds.

Where does the wind come from?

The change of heaven and earth.

The mountains, forests, water and fire, the changes of all things, caused the void to vibrate, and finally turned into endless wind.

In that case, what if the wind changes again?

At this moment, the body of the mountain cang, who was standing on Han Muye's side, shook, turned into wind, and then turned into a wind blade, directly hitting the heaven-tearing divine power below.

Wind against wind!

The winds collided, the blades of the wind vibrated constantly, and then turned into nothingness.

The wind dissipated, and the clouds drifted away.

Below, the Great Demon of the Heavenly Realm glared in horror as the long sword descended from the sky, splitting his body in half with a single blow.

"Bang-"

On the altar, flames rise.

The body of the mountain that turned into a breeze crashed directly into the altar.

The entire Spirit Pig tribe, all the clansmen were prostrate on the ground, and the aura on their bodies was surging and constantly weakening.

Without the blessing of the bloodline of the Heaven Tearing Tiger, these Spirit Pig Clans are the most ordinary races.

Half an hour later, the light flame exploded, and the three-tailed mountain cangs behind him turned into a hundred feet, stepped out, and a low roar came from his mouth.

Han Muye's body was intertwined, and his aura was surging.

The wind attribute is affinity and completeness.

Through the comprehension of the bloodline power of the ancient beasts, Han Muye finally raised his wind affinity to the full level.

Now that he is using the Burning Plains Sword Technique, which is in harmony with wind and fire, his combat power can be increased several times.

"Let's go, go back and send someone to raid this tribe's garrison to see if there's anything that can be used."

The power of the bloodline of the Spirit Pig Department was fused by the mountain cang, and the power of this tribe declined indefinitely.

Resources in the tribe, of course, must be seized.

Shan Cang has been lured with the power of blood, and more than a thousand strong people of the Bobcat clan are quietly on the way to come.

Han Muye flew and landed on the back of the crane.

The cranes circled and chirped softly.

"In the White Crane Mountain, there is the power of the bloodline you want?" Han Muye turned his head to look at the mountain rock that looked like a white crane with wings spread.

There was a shock around him, and the figures of the cranes appeared.

These cranes are sleeping in the crane space of the crane's wings, slowly cultivating.

As soon as the figure of the crane appeared, they all roared and crashed into the rocks of the White Crane Mountain.

"Bang-"

The blood-colored streamer stained the rocks.

The essence blood on the top of the crane's head can increase the fusion of the demon bloodline.

This is the treasure.

Watching the cranes crashing into the rocks, the essence and blood were consumed, Han Muye's brows furrowed.

But he didn't stop it.

He could feel that on Baihe Mountain, there was strength reviving.

This power has a heart-pounding depth.

That's the power of space.

This power is the same as the Heavenly Crane Wing controlled by Han Muye.

Ancient bloodline?

Crane inheritance?

Interesting.

"Boom-"

The rocks of Baihe Mountain exploded and collapsed, and a huge white crane figure appeared.

Around the white crane, the blood-stained cranes above their heads screamed sadly.

Bai He's eyes stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed.

This white crane has no wings.