Honghuang is based on the power of blood, and has a strong sense of kinship.

Sure enough, when the young man mentioned his uncle, Zhu Rong had already clenched his fists.

"Save, of course you have to save, Shiliang, you are here to recuperate, and I will take someone to save my uncle."

Zhu Rong shouted, pressed the pill in the hand of the young man named Shi Liang, turned around and left.

In just a moment, the Liaoyuan tribe was whistling, and more than a dozen clansmen wearing bamboo and wood clothes and armor and holding weapons followed Zhu Rong and walked away.

Looking at this scene, Han Muye shook his head.

Although Zhu Rong's combat power is good now, it is a pity that he has too little knowledge and does not know enough about the flood wilderness.

If you rush over like this, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

Not to mention that the divine beasts and demon beasts in the desolation have no wisdom, they are fine.

Han Muye raised his hand and made a move, and the blue wolf that was napping on the ground in the distance trotted over.

This guy is also fine, and after seeing the strength of the Liaoyuan tribe, he stayed in the clan.

Although it is Han Muye's mount, this guy will please people, and adults and children of the Liaoyuan tribe are willing to carry it, and also help hunt and transport prey.

In this way, this blue wolf has a very nourishing life in the clan.

Don't look at the combat power of this blue wolf, it is far worse than the divine beast.

Now that I am mixed in the clan, there is meat every day, and I don't have to worry about being hunted by divine beasts, how comfortable are these days?

The blue wolf knew that if he wanted to live well in the clan, it was Han Muye who could not be offended.

At this time, Han Muye summoned and immediately rushed over.

Flying on the back of the blue wolf, patting it, the blue wolf rushed straight out.

The stone beam stood in front of the stone house, and his face was blank.

Some time ago, I heard that a shaman from the Liaoyuan tribe had arrived, and my cousin seemed to have got a chance.

It's just that the two tribes are not close, and only the tribesmen encounter the transmission of information when they are hunting, and they haven't had the opportunity to come over to investigate, but I didn't expect this to be true?

"I hope it's still too late to ......" Shiliang prostrate on the ground, his hands pressed to the ground, and whispered softly.

The blue wolf was not running fast, and it only hung dozens of miles behind Zhu Rong and them.

Ahead, the power of qi, blood and flame on Zhu Rong's body shocked and vibrate, and it could be seen for dozens of miles.

After walking for an hour and two hundred miles, there was a roar ahead.

Zhu Rong's angry shout caused the heavens and the earth to shake, and the flames exploded.

When Han Muye harnessed the blue wolf to catch up, the battle here was over.

It can be seen that the bodies of several demon beasts have been scorched, and their claws and teeth have been removed.

The strength of these demon beasts is no worse than that of the blue wolf, and seeing the miserable state of these demon beasts, the blue wolf unconsciously lowered his head and whimpered softly.

Fortunately, I made the right choice, otherwise I would have burned it a long time ago.

There was a constant roar ahead, and it was obvious that Zhu Rong was pushing all the way over.

No demon beast could stop its pace, and its people followed behind to collect materials such as minions that could be taken away immediately.

More than a hundred miles further, a golden light flashed in Han Muye's eyes, and a light curtain rose in front of him.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong held the hook spear with all his might, and the Dao flames turned into a long dragon with him, constantly intertwined.

All the monsters in his way will be smashed away by the fire dragon.

The power of the divine flame shook, and the demon beast that was not strong enough was directly torn apart, even if it was stronger, it was also covered with flames and scorched fur, and its teeth were constantly fluttering.

This is the rule of flames, the display of the power of the source, there is not enough level, it is simply to send it to death.

The clansmen who followed behind Zhu Rong lined up in a simple formation and rushed behind to kill.

Most of the weapons in their hands also carry the power of flames, colliding with those scattered flames, and then causing fire dragons to wreak havoc everywhere.

"Roar—"

In the distance, above the mountains, there was a roar of the heavens.

A black tiger with two wings on its back rushed down.

Han Muye had subdued several tiger demon beasts and divine beasts, and he was no stranger to this kind of tiger with wings on his back.

The Ancient Tiger Clan was originally a powerful race in the wilderness, among which the White Tiger, the Black Tiger, and several other races were all Divine Beasts.

This black tiger has a trace of the blood of the divine beast Mengtian Black Tiger, and its strength and speed are relatively strong, but it can only be said to be balanced.

Among the divine beasts, those with this kind of strength belong to the bottom.

After coming to the Flood Wilderness for such a long time, Han Muye probably also figured out the approximate strength distribution of the divine beasts in the Flood Wilderness.

Without the bloodline of the divine beast, it can only be regarded as the level of the demon beast, basically there is no need to consider it, except for a few individuals with strong strength, even if there are many ethnic groups, they can only become the food of the divine beast.

Those who have the bloodline of divine beasts are basically collectively referred to as divine beasts.

But the Divine Beast is different from the Divine Beast.

Some of the divine beast bloodline power is only one thousandth, and some are one hundredth, but the powerful one not only has the pure divine beast bloodline power, but also has the power of multiple bloodlines.

Just like in the Great Wilderness, the bloodline power of the Golden Crow clan was divided into several levels such as the Blazing Sun, the Blazing Sun, the Haoyang, the Zhiyang, and the Great Sun Golden Crow.

At this time, this black tiger has about one-thousandth of the bloodline of the divine beast.

The origin blood on Zhu Rong's body is not strong, but it is still much stronger than the black tiger in front of him.

Zhu Rong's awakened and condensed bloodline power has reached one in three hundred.

"Kill."

Watching the black tiger rush down, Zhu Rong shouted loudly, and killed it with a spear.

Behind him, a flame turned into wings of light, and the wings spread out and turned into ten zhang.

As soon as his body moved, he had already swept across the sky, and a spear in his hand drew a fiery dragon.

The fire dragon stirred, tearing apart the space in front of it.

The black tiger lifted its forefoot and slammed into the dragon.

The dragon roared and exploded, scattering around it into a mass of fireballs levitating.

At this time, the spear had reached the neck of the black tiger, and a black crack was cut.

The black tiger turned his head to bite the spear, but was shocked by the body of the spear in Zhu Rong's hand and swung it away.

The horizontal blade on the hook spear cut a bloody hole on the black tiger's body, and the blood sprayed on the bloody mouth was ignited by the flames.

Flying and landing a hundred zhang away, Zhu Rong turned around, with a hint of excitement on his face.

He used to learn from Han Muye, and every time he was abused, he always felt that his strength was insufficient.

At this time, he confronted a divine beast, and he had the upper hand with a single face.

It seems that it is not that he is weak, but that Brother Han is too strong.

"Kill."

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Zhu Rong rushed down again, and the spear danced, attracting the Dao Fire Dragon, colliding with the surrounding flames, and smashing towards the black tiger.

The black tiger was cut open on the neck just now, and the blood was burned, although it was only stopped in an instant, but this kind of shameful thing made him extremely angry.

The human race, the food and food, dare to resist?

With a roar, the black tiger turned around, its wings moved, and the whirlwind turned into blades, its long tail was cut off, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

Zhu Rong, who was holding a spear, rolled lightly, breaking the blade, and the fire dragon collided with the long tail of the black tiger.

Layers of flames expanded, attracting a trace of origin power.

"Boom-"

The black tiger's body was blown away by this power.

How is this possible!

The black tiger rolled on the ground, a flash of horror on his face.

Zhu Rong became more and more excited at this time, the spear in his hand kept waving, and the martial arts and combat skills taught by Han Muye were all practiced.

The black tiger suddenly felt that there were gun shadows all around his body, and he could only flicker his wings and raise his forefeet from time to time to resist.

For a while, the black tiger fur was scattered and blackened.

The black tiger's painful roar kept coming.

At the beginning, this black tiger could still fight with Zhu Rong, and after waiting for half a day, he could only avoid being beaten.

In the eyes of the blue wolf, this scene made it even more happy.

How wise your choice is.

In the distance, the clansmen of the Liaoyuan tribe had already cleaned the battlefield, and then stood there to admire how Zhu Rong hunted the black tiger.

This is a divine beast, if the divine beast is killed, will it get more materials?

"The skin of the black tiger must be made into a big flag." A clansman's eyes lit up and he spoke aloud.

"Tiger teeth can definitely be made into weapons, I don't know if it's a short knife or a long spear." The other held the hilt of the knife in his hand, rubbed his palm, and whispered softly.

"The tiger bone can be engraved with a divine pattern to make a sacrificial staff, then there are a few more people in charge of the sacrificial staff in my Liaoyuan tribe."

The sacrificial staff is the bone staff in Candle Sky's hand, which contains a trace of origin power, which can inspire a flame supernatural power.

"I want to cut off the tiger whip, and the Han priest said that in that distant place, there is a sacred object called tiger whip wine, which is soaked in the tiger whip ......" A young man in bamboo armor had a look of longing on his face, even if he didn't know what wine was.

On the hill in the distance, the scarred black tiger who was tortured by Zhu Rong was trembling with his legs and feet at this time.

This is not dead yet, it has already been discussed by others how to peel the skin and bones, and even how to use the tiger whip has been arranged.

He couldn't help but feel the tiger whip tighten.

Zhu Rong laughed, and the spear slammed down on the top of the black tiger's head.

This blow, even if it doesn't die, will seriously injure it.

The black tiger wanted to dodge, but he was in pain all over his body, and he had no strength to dodge.

"Don't you want to take a mythical beast as a mount?"

Just then, a voice rang out.

The spear that Zhu Rong smashed down hovered three feet above the black tiger's head.

As soon as the flame power on the spear rushed, the black tiger's head trembled, and he was directly knocked unconscious.

……

Two hours later, Han Muye and Zhu Rong walked side by side.

They straddled and rode black tigers and blue wolves.

Although the black tiger has the blood of the divine beast on its body, it is also carefully restrained at this time, and does not dare to show it in the slightest.

On the contrary, the blue wolf is now arrogant and excited.

Han Muye had just promised it that he would have the opportunity to help it stimulate the bloodline of the divine beast in its body.

This is a great opportunity.

"There are more people in the Huangyan tribe than our Liaoyuan tribe, and their totem beasts are also more powerful than ours, so this time they will be defeated for some reason."

Zhu Rong, who urged the black tiger forward, showed doubts on his face and spoke in a low voice.

With more than 500 clansmen, although there are no shamans and divine tattoo masters in the clan, the strength of the clan is not weak, and there are divine beasts to protect them, how can they be defeated?

Hearing his question, the black tiger whined a few times.

The power of the source vibrates, and the message is transmitted.

The divine beast guarding the Huangyan tribe was a flying cloud beast, which was extremely weak when it gave birth some time ago, and it would be taken advantage of by a few other divine beasts.

Originally, the battle between the divine beasts was not too strong, and there were still very few such actions to take advantage of the birth of other divine beasts.

"The young son born by the Flying Cloud Beast has the Bifang bloodline."

There was a tremor in the Black Tiger's voice.

Bi Fang.

The strength of the divine birds in the flood wilderness is second only to the phoenix, and it is the strongest existence among the fire divine beasts.

For the Black Tiger, a divine beast with only one ten-thousandth of the bloodline power, if they could obtain the power of the Bifang Divine Beast, the benefits to them would be unimaginable.

This is the reason why the Huangyan tribe was defeated.

Of course, the totem beast is already one with the tribe, and it is normal for those divine beasts to besiege the Feiyun Beast and break the Huangyan tribe by the way.

The Black Tiger's message made Zhu Rong's face slightly gloomy.

More than one mythical beast.

He dared to face the black tiger because the black tiger did not have the power to make him feel fear.

But he knew his own pounds.

A divine beast like the Black Tiger can only be arranged to explore and do miscellaneous work, and only a truly powerful divine beast will be qualified to share the Bi Fang bloodline.

"Let's go, I'm also a little curious about Bi Fang's bloodline." Han Muye had a smile on his face and looked into the distance.

Ahead, a flame clashes, seemingly trying to escape.

As soon as his body moved, he had already harnessed the blue wolf to rush over.

Zhu Rong, who was still a little hesitant, snorted and rushed out.

The Liaoyuan tribesmen who didn't have mounts glanced at each other, their faces full of excitement.

Run.

After running for only a few dozen miles, a group of Terrans wearing animal skins in front of them had already rushed towards them.

These people were dressed in animal skins, and there were wooden staffs and bone rods in their hands, and one of them had a large basket behind his back that was turbulent with the power of flames.

"Uncle!"

Zhu Rong shouted, and drove the black tiger directly over.

In the panicked crowd, the big man with the basket on his back raised his head, was stunned for a moment, and then shouted happily.

"Haha, Zhu Rong!"

led the black tiger into the crowd, and the strength displayed by the black tiger made the surrounding Huangyan tribesmen panic and reveal joy.

Zhu Rong is so powerful!

"Roar—"

Behind, a roar rang through.

Then, the roars of the demon beasts one after another were terrifying from a long distance.

"Zhu Rong, you take the young son of the totem beast away, and I will stop these demon beasts." Zhu Rong's uncle, Shi Cheng, the patriarch of the Huangyan tribe, handed the basket to Zhu Rong and clenched the long-handled wooden spear in his hand.

In the middle of the basket, a small plush beast the size of a palm came out.

Han Muye had already arrived nearby at this time, his gaze swept over, and he nodded slightly.

Sure enough, it is Bi Fang's bloodline, and the bloodline is relatively pure, at least one-tenth of the bloodline.

It's just that this little beast was born, and the bloodline power is far from awakening, and naturally it doesn't have enough combat power.

"Let the black tiger and the blue wolf block the demon beast, the strength of the pursuing divine beast is not weak, you can sharpen it." Han Muye's voice sounded behind Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong, who was still a little hesitant, suddenly gained confidence, grinned, put the back basket on the ground, patted the black tiger, and then a pair of flame wings behind him spread out and flew straight into the sky.

The little beast in the basket stared at Zhu Rong who was flying away, and there was a hint of sparkle in his eyes.

"Boom-"

In the distance, flames rose one after another.

Zhu Rong's long shout also came.

Those people of the Huangyan tribe looked nervous on their faces as they looked in the direction of the flames exploding.

"That, can Zhu Rong fight?" Shi Cheng looked at Han Muye beside him and asked in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded: "I can't beat it." ”

Can't beat it?

Shi Cheng trembled.

"But it's okay to sharpen it slowly." Han Muye's voice sounded again.

In the distance, a sharp roar sounded, and a slender blackbird spread its wings and flew towards the place where the flames rose.

"Again, another mythical beast!"

Shi Cheng shuddered and muttered: "It's miserable, I can't beat ...... in the first place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Muye, who was standing beside him, clenching a cyan spear in his palm, and then flew straight out.

"I said let him sharpen it, why do you have to come to death?"