Chang Yaodao's face was gloomy and he kept whispering.

Sixteen hunters, but they are all his henchmen, and they have been cultivated by him for hundreds of years.

These people were the foundation for him to return to the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty in the future.

Unexpectedly, a simple task cost most of his subordinates.

"Jinwu Han Mountain, and," Chang Yaodaoren's eyes narrowed, and a killing intent appeared on his body, "Lutang Black Panther Clan." ”

If it weren't for the message from the Lutang Black Panther Clan, he wouldn't have sent his subordinates to the Hanshan Tribe.

This time, half of the losses under his command will be counted on the head of the Lutang Black Panther Clan.

Only now he wasn't sure whose hands his subordinates had fallen.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there were not many people who could completely kill the hunter team he had trained.

Putting away all the shattered spars in front of him, Chang Yaodao's face turned calm.

"It's not going to be a rumor at all, just wait."

With a whisper, he stood up.

Penetrating deep into the tribes, he has been tempered to be extremely cautious.

If he didn't find out what was going on in Han Shanbu, he would never make another move.

Taking down a golden disc on the wooden cabinet behind him, Chang Yaodao had a solemn expression on his face.

"Hum—"

A divine light fell from the palm of his hand and hit the disc.

The disc vibrated and swirled, and then a surging cyan pillar of light emerged.

"Tiger Leaping Ridge hunted the captain Chang Yao and met the commander." Bowing towards the pillar of light, Chang Yao spoke in a deep voice.

"Captain Chang Yao? What's the matter? A voice came from the pillar of light.

Chang Yao hurriedly told the story of the fall of his subordinates, and then told his guess.

There was silence in the pillar of light for a moment, and a voice sounded: "This commander will send a few strong people to collect the news of all the Golden Crow clans within a million miles of Tiger Leaping Mountain." ”

"Your Majesty has recently issued a mission to kill the Golden Crow Clan, and the rewards and rewards are extremely rich."

These words made Chang Yao's face happy.

He took over the task of garrisoning Tiger Leaping Ridge because of the rich reward for killing the Golden Crow Clan.

I didn't expect that now there is a reward, and it is even more worth the risk.

The Jinwu tribe with a radius of millions of miles, among which there are many strong ones.

But since the Lord Commander said that he would arrange a strong person to come, even if he was not a master of the True Spirit Realm, he would be a strong person at the eighth or even ninth level of the Yuan Spirit.

Such a strong person, coupled with the human clan's martial arts and armor, as well as the blessing of the power of the Heavenly Dao, can deal with it even if he faces the true spirit.

Putting away the gold plate, Chang Yaodao took a deep breath and walked down the small building.

"Shopkeeper." Several men in green robes greeted him.

Here in Tiger Leaping Ridge, the restaurant business run by Chang Yaodao people is excellent.

The cooking skills of the human race are exquisite, and Chang Yaodao people are also well-known masters of this way.

"Then collect all kinds of ingredients."

"Tell those waiting diners, just say that Poor Dao is going to study a medicinal diet to improve the strength of the body's qi and blood, and see which family group has a banquet and needs Poor Dao's help."

Ding Boiling Building often Yao Dao people's medicinal food, ordinary people can not afford to enjoy.

However, some large ethnic groups will invite Chang Yao Dao people to be present at important banquets and cook medicinal food with their own hands.

It was a very solemn event.

Several guys hurriedly turned around to prepare, and Chang Yaodao looked at the bustling Tiger Leaping Ridge with a smile on his face.

As a human race, the Great Wilderness tribes are nothing more than barbarians.

Few of these people are shrewd.

……

Han Muye's flying sword fell a hundred miles outside the Tiger Leaping Ridge.

Flying all the way, he encountered some powerful demon beasts to intercept him, including the Yunfeng Bird of the ninth layer of the Yuan Ling, which was fast and powerful, chasing him to shoot him down.

Han Muye had to turn around and fight this stupid bird.

The sword light flickered, and after fighting for half an hour, the cloud-winged bird dropped a few long feathers and fled for its life.

When Han Muye dragged four black and white long feathers onto Tiger Leaping Ridge, many merchants of different shapes surrounded him.

"People of the Golden Crow?"

"Brother, can these cloud-winged bird long feathers be changed?"

"The long feathers of the cloud-winged bird are still not weak, which is not good."

The halo on these long feathers flows, and at first glance they are not ordinary.

To be able to defeat such a powerful cloud-winged bird, and also pluck out its long feathers, at least have the sevenfold cultivation of the Yuan Spirit.

The young man of the Golden Crow clan in front of him didn't look like he could defeat the Cloud-winged Bird.

"I picked it up halfway down the road, it's very valuable?"

Han Muye looked around and said with a smile: "Then I want to exchange some thousand-year-old jade lingrass." ”

Hearing Han Muye say that he picked it up, there were envious eyes around him.

Can you pick up such treasures?

I heard that he was going to change the thousand-year-old Yulin grass, and everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

The thousand-year-old jade grass is also a rare treasure, which is accepted by many businesses.

Watching everyone disperse, Han Muye couldn't help but sigh that the people of all ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness were simple and simple, and they didn't even understand how to sit on the ground and pay back the money at a sky-high price.

There is no thousand-year-old jade grass, and a five-hundred-year-old one can be made.

Shaking his head, dragging the cloud-winged bird feather, he walked to a shop with a small face.

The so-called shops are just stone houses built with large bluestone, plus some brick and wood decorations, which are much more exquisite than those stone houses in Hanshanbu.

When Han Muye came out of the shop, there was already an extra bag around his waist, and the black cloth bag contained one hundred and twenty blood beads the size of soybeans.

This blood bead is very similar to the Heavenly Abyss Bead, but the power in it is much more mellow.

It's a bit of a bloodline bead, but it's not the kind of pure bloodline power that turns into a pearl.

This red bead called the Wild Bead is the token circulated by all ethnic groups in the Great Wilderness.

This thing is condensed by the bloodline power of the Great Wilderness Clan, and only some Great Clans can have a way to condense it.

The Jinwu tribe also has the means to condense the desolate pearl, but that is in the hands of the large clan.

One hundred and twenty barren pearls, according to the shopkeeper, are already the income of their store for more than half a year.

Walking out of the shop, Han Muye's eyes swept over and landed on the small wooden building on the second floor not far away.

The wooden buildings are also rough.

But in front of a group of stone houses, it seems to stand out from the crowd.

This is the Dingboiling Building where the Chang Yaodao person lives.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the second floor of the wooden building, and over there, a thin Taoist wearing a yellow Taoist robe looked at him.

It was the Golden Crow tattoo that looked at his forehead.

A smile appeared on the Daoist's face and he nodded towards Han Muye.

Han Muye also nodded, turned around, and walked to a shop with a pill logo not far away.

Watching Han Muye leave, Chang Yaodao's face slowly turned cold.

"The Jinwu clan is rarely seen in Tiger Leaping Mountain."

"Could this person have something to do with the fall of those hunters?"

As soon as he raised his hand, he beckoned a long-eared middle-aged man in a black robe, and then whispered a few words.

The middle-aged man nodded and walked downstairs.

Han Muye turned around a few pharmacies and replaced all the pills he was carrying with Huangzhu into barren pearls.

After a trip, there were three more cloth bags around his waist, and each of them contained more than 100 barren beads.

This is still that he doesn't have a good elixir in his hands, and the elixir grade he refines is really not enough.

Otherwise, there will be a lot more barren pearls in exchange.

Those shops that received pills were all curious about the pills in Han Muye's hands, and made an appointment with him that they could send the pills.

There is a Luotu clan who is familiar with Dan Dao, and he also wants to communicate with Han Muye.

It's just that Han Muye obviously felt that this Dan Dao level was half-hanging, so he simply dealt with it and left after a few words.

What's the point of talking about chickens and ducks?

With the barren pearl, Han Muye walked around the Tiger Leaping Ridge and bought the elixir for alchemy, the spiritual materials needed for refining, and the materials needed by the people of various clans.

It was only more than two months before the patriarch inherited the ceremony, and Han Muye directly spent nearly a hundred barren beads to buy all the melons, fruits, and drinks needed for the ceremony.

If a hundred barren beads are exchanged for ordinary materials, it will be enough for those clansmen in the Hanshan tribe to live for more than half a year.

After spending the barren beads on his body, Han Muye invited the Yunma tribesmen, who were good at driving carts, to drive five carts and send all the materials to the Hanshan Ministry.

The Yunma clan has always accepted this kind of business, within a radius of 100,000 miles, it can be reached in ten days.

Han Muye did not go with the convoy, but walked towards the Ding Boiling Building.

The purpose of his coming to Tiger Leaping Ridge in exchange for supplies was only incidental.

"The Dan Dao master of the Jinwu clan is really rare to see." Just before arriving at the Dingfei Building, Chang Yaodao people had already greeted him.

Behind him, stood the middle-aged man with long ears.

Han Muye was not surprised that Chang Yao Dao people called him the Dan Dao Master of the Golden Crow Clan, just now when he was exchanging pills in various pill shops, he had seen the figure of the long-eared man.

"Ding Boiling Lou Chang Yao Dao Chang, I have heard that there is this cooking master on Tiger Leaping Mountain, so Han is naturally coming." Han Muye's face was calm, and he opened his mouth.

"Han?" A glimmer of light flashed in Chang Yaodao's eyes, and he nodded, "It just so happens that Poor Dao has newly made a dish to improve qi and blood, Han Xiaoyou will try it." ”

As he spoke, Chang Yao Daoist stretched out his hand and gently reached into Han Muye's arm.

Han Muye's face was calm and he let him hold his arm.

A surging Yuan Spirit power probed into Han Muye's body.

This power is so thin, if it weren't for Han Muye's cultivation that he had already reached the eighth layer of the Yuan Spirit, and he knew a lot about the exercises of the human race, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

The surging power of the primordial spirit swam around his body, and then quietly dissipated.

Chang Yaodao had a smile on his face.

Yuan Ling's five-fold cultivation is to awaken a trace of the Golden Crow bloodline, and the junior of the Golden Crow clan in front of him is also extraordinary, but it is far from being amazing.

Later, I captured this son, and I just asked Han Shanbu about it.

He didn't know that the power of the Yuan Spirit just now had exposed everything about him in front of Han Muye.

The Yuan Ling is sevenfold, and the exercises practiced are feminine.

The weapon that he is good at using is a long whip, and he has been practicing for 50,000 years, and his realm is stable, and it is difficult to improve.

Perhaps this is the reason why Chang Yaodao people came here.

Going deep into the land of the Great Wilderness is not something that most Terrans are willing to do.

As Chang Yaodao walked into the Dingboiling Building, the small wooden tables were full of diners.

The food here is noticeably more elaborate than in other places, and many people drink while enjoying the food.

Chang Yaodao arranged a secluded location for Han Muye, and went to prepare the dishes with a smile.

In a few moments, the man brought up a few plates of dishes full of color and aroma, as well as a pot of wine.

Han Muye was not polite, took the wooden chopsticks handed by the guy, and began to feast.

It tastes really good.

Not far away, Chang Yaodao chuckled and turned around and walked up to the second floor.

After waiting for a moment, he raised his hand, and a cyan streamer flashed in his palm.

Han Muye, who was sitting downstairs, was shocked, slowly stood up, and slowly walked up to the second floor.

The guy guarding the stairs was not surprised, stretched out his hand to support Han Muye, and walked up to the second floor.

On the second floor, Chang Yaodao waved his hand to let the guy leave, then laughed, looked at Han Muye and said, "Say, what's your name." ”

"Han Muye." Han Muye's voice was calm, and there seemed to be no divine light in his eyes.

"Han Muye." Chang Yao Daoist repeated, and then said, "What is your identity in Hanshanbu?" ”

"The young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe." Han Muye still answered without hesitation.

Chang Yao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Han Muye more, frowned, and said, "What happened to Han Shanbu recently?" ”

"You mean the fall of the sixteen Terran hunters, right?" Han Muye asked.

"Not bad." After Chang Yao finished answering, his whole body trembled and his eyes widened.

People who are controlled by their own secret methods can only answer, never ask questions!

He looked up at Han Muye's eyes, and the whole person was directly frozen.

At this time, Han Muye, how could there be a trace of confusion in his eyes?

In the deep eyes, a golden divine light flashed, revealing endless killing intent.

"Golden Crow Bloodline Awakening!"

Chang Yaodao let out a low sigh and reached out to touch the golden ribbon wrapped around his waist.

It was only when my hand was raised that I felt a chill all over my body, and my left rib hurt.

In Han Muye's hand, a short sword was slowly withdrawn, and on the blade of the sword, there were drops of blood.

"I'm telling you that I killed all sixteen hunters."

Throwing off the blood beads on the short sword, Han Muye opened his mouth.

The Great Wilderness is different from the afterlife.

In the Great Wilderness, the power of heaven and earth is too strong, suppressing the spiritual consciousness of all living beings to the limit.

A sevenfold powerhouse of the Yuan Spirit, if he is unprepared, will be assassinated with a single blow.

This is not possible in the Hereafter.

In the later generations, not to mention the powerhouses equivalent to the seventh layer of the Yuan Spirit, even those realm cultivators also have many means to defend.

However, for Han Muye, it has come to this, and the fate of Chang Yaodao people is doomed.

One blow assassination, but with a little less effort.

Raising his hand to probe, Han Muye grabbed Chang Yaodao's body that was about to fall.

But after a while, he had already collected a lot of things on the second floor and carried a cloth bag.

It was clearly a gold plate for arraignment.

A cloth bag in a dark compartment with more than 800 barren beads in it.

Two pieces of jade, among which are the cultivation exercises of the human race.

Two jade bottles, inside are some good grade elixirs, for healing and cultivation.

There are also a few pieces of rather precious spiritual materials, a long knife with golden streamers.

Untied the long golden whip tied to Chang Yaodao's waist, and tied the cloth bag, Han Muye walked downstairs with it, and walked away in the somewhat surprised gaze of the guy at the door.

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Two months have passed.

The ethnic groups around the Hanshan tribe all know the news of the succession ceremony of the patriarch of the Hanshan tribe.

Hu Qiang and the white-tailed fox behind him have come back and forth many times in the past two months.

The value of Han Muye's elixir made Hu Qiang and the patriarch of the white-tailed fox clan unable to sit still.

Hu Lian, the patriarch of the white-tailed fox clan, personally came to visit Han Muye in the Hanshan Department and reached a deal for the elixir.

Han Muye returned from Tiger Leaping Ridge and brought enough elixir to refine a lot of good-quality elixirs.

The white-tailed fox clan was also willing to do their best to help Han Muye collect the elixir.

In the past two months, the white-tailed fox clan has already earned money that was difficult to exchange for the previous ten years just by selling the elixir refined by Han Muye.

But what is more profitable than the white-tailed fox clan is the Tanling black bear clan.

Ciyuan, the young patriarch of the Black Bear Clan in Tanling, has now moved directly to Hanshan, and he wants to worship the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe as his master.

The Tanling Black Bear Clan has a furnace arranged by Han Muye that can control fire, and the smelting raw ore is less than half of the consumption, and the quality of the smelted spiritual materials is still extremely high.

Recently, the Tanling Black Bear Clan has received raw ore from various ethnic groups, and it has been piled up into a mountain.

This annoyed the Qingzhu clan, but there was nothing they could do.

Eight thousand miles outside the Han Mountain, in a mountain col, Han Muye, Han Chaohu and Han Dingyi and three people sat around.

Beside him, there was Feng Zhen, the patriarch of the Black Jiao Clan in a black robe, and two other Black Jiao Clan powerhouses wearing black armor.

On the other side, there were two big men with black wolf patterns on their heads, and an old man with a thin body and blue light in his eyes.

"Woo-"

The black tiger's low voice came from the front, and Han Jin, who was wearing a black robe, ran towards the black tiger with his body down.

"Young patriarchs, clan elders, seniors." Han Jin bowed his hand to everyone, and his expression was much more calm.

In the past two months, the people of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe have practiced the re-derived exercises with Han Muye, and they have all kinds of pills and meat that are openly supplied, and their cultivation power has improved extremely quickly.

Han Jin has now stepped into the realm of the fivefold spirit spirit, and he has awakened a trace of bloodline power.

This kind of progress was unimaginable before.

This also made him loyal to Han Muye.

"Young Patriarch, those Terrans have reached a hundred miles away."

Under everyone's gaze, Han Jin reported in a low voice.

Terran Hunter.

This is the reason why Han Muye gathered the strong people of the surrounding ethnic groups to come here today.

Fengzhen of the Black Jiao Clan has a good relationship with Han Shanbu, Han Muye personally went to visit and invited the Terran hunters to surround him.

The Black Wolf Clan and the strong man of the Flame Eye Snake Clan were both invited by Han Muye, and each paid twenty Wild Beads as a reward to surround the Terran hunters together.

In particular, the old man of the Yanyan Snake Clan named Qi Yunliang was the patriarch of the Yanyan Snake Clan thousands of miles away, who had cultivated to the seventh level of the Yuan Spirit, awakened the bloodline of the clan, and had extremely strong combat power.

"Hmph, the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty human race has always oppressed all the races in my Great Wilderness, and it has even more cruelty to the Jinwu tribe." Feng Zhen snorted coldly, with murderous intent on his face.

Several other powerhouses also looked solemn.

Although most of the hunters of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty only hunt the Jinwu tribe on weekdays, the rabbit and the fox are sad and cold, as an ethnic group in the great wilderness, it is also difficult to calm down when they see the Jinwu tribe being killed.

"Seniors, Han will give you all the proceeds from this sale."

"Please don't keep your hands on it, so as to prevent future troubles."

Han Muye arched his hand towards a few people, and then the surging golden crow phantom behind him appeared.

Everyone nodded, and the different Yuan Spirit phantoms behind them caused the surrounding heaven and earth forces to surge.

"Kill!"

Han Muye let out a low shout, and the phantom shadow of the Great Sun Golden Crow was triggered, and the qi and blood power on his body turned into a golden battle armor and flew away.

In his hand, a golden war spear was held with a roaring wind.

Han Chaohu followed behind him, with a surging cyan color and a hint of golden divine light on the Yuan Spirit phantom behind him.

He also had a spear in his hand, and his whole body was crimson, like a flame burning.

As an elder of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, Han Chaohu, who was recultivated by Yuan Ling's sixth recultivation, received more guidance and help from Han Muye.

In two months, he not only stabilized his cultivation, but also had a lot more awakened bloodline power, and he also received a spear with three divine patterns from Han Muye, and his combat power directly increased several times.

The three people of the Black Jiao clan glanced at each other, and also urged the power of the Yuan Spirit, and three black Jiao phantoms, one purple, two green, and three black Jiao phantoms appeared, leaving the sky.

The rest of the group also hurried to follow.

The black tiger roared in a low voice, and his eyes showed excitement.

Han Jin, who was following behind the black tiger, clenched the long-handled wooden sword in his hand and walked quickly.

"Boom-"

Ahead, a roar was heard.

The young patriarch has already fought those Terran hunters!

Han Jin gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to be bursting with flames, and his blood was boiling.

As a Jinwu clan, he has his own pride.

But for so many years, the family group has been declining, and the Terrans don't know how many people have been hunted.

Today, if you can follow the young patriarch to intercept and kill these hunters, even if you die in battle, why not?

He roared and rushed forward, unaware of the red flames rising from his body.

The power of the divine flame of the Great Sun Golden Crow is blessed!

This is the curling of the power of the great sun in heaven.

If it was in the past, he could be blessed by the power of the Great Sun Golden Crow, Han Jin was afraid that he would be surprised and roared, but at this time, he didn't feel it at all, and rushed to the battlefield with all his strength.

"Kill!"

With a roar of rage, he swung his long-handled wooden sword and slashed with the swordsmanship taught by the young patriarch.

If you can't exert yourself, you must have the power to whirl.

You can't die when you take out the sword, you have to experience the change in the opponent's strength.

When the sword is stabbed, the man must follow the sword, and he cannot stop under his feet.

Blood splashed, feeling the circulation of the long sword, Han Jin seemed to have stepped into a no-man's land.

Terran hunters around him slammed into his sword, then dropped their lives.

Several powerhouses of other clans all turned their heads and looked at Han Jin.

Han Jin's cultivation is not high, but the combat talent he showed at this time can be invincible among people.

"The fighting talent is excellent, and this swordsmanship is extraordinary." A Black Jiao clan powerhouse wielding a black long knife in Feng Zhen's hand behind him spoke in a deep voice.

At this time, Han Jin's fighting strength was not inferior to him.

Han Jin is only in the fivefold Yuan Spirit realm, which is a big realm worse than him.

Several others nodded.

Feng Zhen's gaze fell on the distance, where the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe was fighting against several Terran powerhouses.

Because it is separated by a mountain, there is no battle situation.

But the constant roar and crackling clearly showed that the fighting was fierce over there.

There is also the surging and staggering of the power of heaven and earth in the surrounding void, which can also make people feel the strength of the people fighting over there.

There are at least two Terran hunters of the seventh layer of the Yuan Ling.

This team of hunters is even stronger than they had guessed before.

"Kill." Feng Zhen snorted, waved the long knife in his hand, and the sword light spanned ten zhang, smashing the body of a Taoist wearing a green robe.

The blue essence light flashed in the eyes of the old man of the Flame-Eyed Snake Clan, Qi Yunliang, and the halo that shone made the gray-robed Terran Qi Refiner in front of him tremble, and the streamer gathered in his hand dissipated.

"Peng—"

Qi Yunliang raised his hand and punched the opponent away.

"Hum—"

In the distance, above the mountain forest, a golden flame rose.

Sure enough, it is the awakening of the Golden Crow bloodline!

Everyone looked up and saw a ten-zhang golden crow phantom spreading its wings, shining with golden light.

A dark golden flame erupted from the golden crow's mouth.

"Peng—"

The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the flames splashed.

Half of the mountain peak directly collapsed!

This is the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline!

In the eyes of everyone, Han Muye, who was holding a spear and wearing a golden battle armor, looked up to the sky and roared.

His body was covered with purple spirit light.

Purple!

Everyone was stunned, staring at the surging purple halo.

Yuan Ling Eightfold, Golden Crow Bloodline Awakening!