As Han Muye's words fell, the spear revealed a terrible streamer, piercing the big black bird directly.

The spear that pierced through the bird's body smashed down on the hill in the distance, sending a crimson burst of light.

The blackbird screamed, its wings barely fluttering, and after flying a thousand feet, it fell to the ground.

Smoke billowed up.

The people of the Liaoyuan tribe shouted and ran to the place where the blackbird fell.

In the distance, the black tiger blocking the demon beast turned his head to take a look, only to feel a chill in his back.

If it hadn't surrendered before, would it have died a long time ago?

Turning his head to see the blue wolf on the side, the blue wolf also happened to look at it at this time, and his face was full of pride.

What if you're a mythical beast?

Look at how brave my master is.

On Han Muye's side, the faces of those people from the Huangyan tribe were all confused and frightened.

That's a mythical beast!

Can the Divine Beast be hunted by the Terrans?

In the desolate world, only divine beasts hunt human races!

The corners of Zhu Rong's uncle Shi Cheng's mouth trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The little thing in the basket poked its head out and shrank back in horror.

A few breaths in the distance were turbulent, and finally they didn't step forward again.

This shot, no divine beast feels like it can catch it.

"Boom-"

A roar came.

Then came Zhu Rong's excited roar.

It's going to win.

Shi Cheng shook his head.

His nephew couldn't really defeat the divine beast, but the divine beast was frightened by the shot just now and had no will to fight.

The two sides are at war, and the side that has no will to fight will inevitably lose.

Sure enough, after a few moments, the roar dissipated, and the light of qi, blood, and flame slowly fell silent.

Zhu Rong, who dragged the hook spear, strode back with an unwilling face.

There was still a fiery flame power in him.

"That guy is too good to run, I didn't keep it." Walking in front of Han Muye, Zhu Rong spoke unwillingly.

This guy also wants to leave a mythical beast behind.

Shi Cheng grinned and did not speak.

The rest of the Huangyan tribesmen laughed as well.

The black tiger and the blue wolf dragged the bodies of several demon beasts over.

In the distance, some of the clansmen of the Liaoyuan tribe were already carrying the spear thrown out by Han Muye, as well as the big black bird that had been shot, and slowly walked back.

Seeing the big black bird, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up.

"Brother Han, this big bird is okay, this qi and blood, if you eat it, it will definitely make up for it."

He now has the power of origin in his body, and his sense of the power of the divine beast is much more sensitive than that of others.

Moreover, he can also refine the bloodline power of the divine beast.

"Let's go, let's see how many people are still in the Huangyan tribe."

"If that Cloud Beast has fallen, this little guy is not easy to raise."

Han Muye turned his head to look into the distance and spoke.

His words made the people of the Huangyan tribe hurriedly turn around and rush away.

The family is still being chased by demon beasts.

Zhu Rong nodded, stepped on the black tiger, and rushed forward with a shout.

The other clansmen looked at each other and didn't know what to do for a while.

"You bring the blackbird and the little one back." Han Muye stretched out his hand to take back the spear and turned his head to look at the blue wolf.

"Let it be carried back."

After speaking, holding the spear, his body moved, and he was already thousands of feet away.

"Boom-"

A whistling sound was heard in the void.

It's the sound of air being smashed.

It's too fast.

The people of the Liaoyuan tribe in the original place looked at each other, and happily let the blue wolf carry the mythical beast black bird, and then protected the back basket and turned back from the family group station.

Han Muye did not go in the direction of the Huangyan tribe, but ran in another direction.

Zhu Rong couldn't sense them, but Han Muye was different.

At this time, he could sense a fierce battle thousands of miles away.

Battle of the Divine Beasts.

At least five mythical beasts.

It is not a low-level divine beast with only a trace of divine beast bloodline like the blackbird that he killed just now, but a real desolate divine beast with a complete divine beast bloodline.

Han Muye's palm was raised, and a faint spiritual light flashed in his palm.

This aura was drawn from the little guy in the back basket just now.

This aura of aura is now really pointing to the place where the divine beasts are fighting.

The speed of the flight was extremely fast, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have broken through an illusory light gate.

The desolate world is too stable, otherwise, with Han Muye's speed at this time, he would be able to directly cross the void and directly break through the space.

The faster the speed, the greater the space pressure.

He could feel the blood force in his body being squeezed by the space, and he began to roar continuously.

The power of the dragon crocodile, which had not yet been fully fused, and the power of the re-sublimated Kui Niu, began to condense again.

The power of the flesh seems to be burning, incinerating the impurities in it, leaving only the true essence.

This incinerated impurity is not an ordinary thing, but a source power.

Han Muye's eyes, which were running rapidly, shone brightly.

I see!

There are billions of origins in the world, and not every origin can be cultivated to the strongest.

Only those very few origins can sustain the end of the practice.

Moreover, each plane has its own supporting origin, and the origin power that is in harmony with this plane can exert its greatest power in it.

That's the hegemonic level.

What is burning in Han Muye's body now is the origin that cannot be exerted in the flood and has little value, and what is pure is the strongest origin in his body.

This kind of burning is like refining a weapon.

After a thousand tempers, what is left behind is the true essence.

"Boom-"

The roar ahead was already shaking.

Han Muye's figure moved, and he stopped on a piece of bluestone.

Around him, the condensed qi and blood power turned into a swirling blood-colored dragon, which vibrated slightly around his body.

Standing on the bluestone, the battle ahead comes into view.

It's not a five-headed beast, it's an eight-headed beast.

It's just that the remaining divine beast bloodline power is not pure, and it is only one layer stronger than the black tiger that Zhu Rong subdued.

Four ten-headed beasts surrounded a one-legged and winged fiery red bird beast in the middle.

Bi Fang.

One-legged and winged, with flames on his body, this is Bi Fang, a divine beast of the desolation.

That is, the divine beast guided by the bloodline traction of the little guy in the back basket.

Behind Bi Fang, a bird with a slightly smaller head and colorful feathers on its body revealed dazzling light.

This is the Flying Cloud Beast, the mother of the little one.

It was obvious that Bi Fang was now protecting the Flying Cloud Beast behind him.

It seems that the totem beasts of the Huangyan tribe are not alone, but they were just caught off guard.

This is the reinforcement of the Flying Cloud Beast.

The four divine beasts that besieged Bi Fang, one was the head of a dragon body snake, which should be a divine beast pit viper. One is a tiger-headed wolf body, with long teeth and cold, and it is a cloud cat of the desolate divine beast.

The other two are glass turtles with heavy back armor and some similarities to the Tyrant Divine Beast.

The four-headed divine beast glass turtle has a strong defense, blocking the front, the cloud cat is fast, constantly impacting, and the pit viper is waiting for the opportunity to move, and the lethality is the first of the four divine beasts.

The gray clouds swallowed by the pit viper covered the surrounding space, leaving only an illusory figure, and the cloud cat impacted back and forth, only the phantom was turbulent.

As for the two glass turtles, they shrunk their bodies in their back armor and flicked them only with their long tails, like long whips, with each blow with a roar.

Bi Fang in front of him was covered in flames, and as long as his wings were spread, there would be a cloud of fire impacting, resisting all attacks.

Its one-legged leap from time to time, as long as it lifts its foot and smashes it, it will inevitably make the rushing cloud cat panic and dodge.

Even the glass turtle shrunk in the tortoise shell, and he didn't dare to be hit by Bi Fang's one-footed, so he was careful to avoid it.

This is in the flood wilderness, the power of heaven and earth suppression is overwhelming, if it is in other worlds, the bodies of these divine beasts have definitely been directly turned into ten thousand zhang.

Without the suppression of the power of heaven and earth, each blow of these divine beasts will shatter the stars, and a galaxy will be directly destroyed.

This is the difference between the upper plane and the lower plane, and the conquest of the upper plane is more focused on the origin and more dangerous.

Han Muye's arrival made the battlefield slightly stunned.

Bi Fang looked at Han Muye, and a trace of light flashed in Sancai's eyes.

Behind it, the Flying Cloud Beast let out a mournful roar, its wings vibrating slightly.

Among the four divine beasts, the pit viper roared twice in its mouth, and the two figures hidden behind rushed towards Han Muye.

These two were the same divine beasts that had not sensed the power of the powerful bloodline as the Flying Cloud Beast before.

A one-horned liuyun horse with a gray body and a white mane on his head, a scaly armor all over his body, sharp legs, and a fierce iron armor between his head and face.

They are all alien beasts with a trace of divine beast blood, and the strength of their respective races is not bad.

A cyan cloud of light on the single horn above Liuyunju's head exploded, turning into ten thousand ropes, and rolled directly towards Han Muye.

The iron armor outside the body turned into layers of gold-black shields, the shields were round, sharp, and rapidly spinning, sweeping towards Han Muye.

If you don't agree with each other, you will shoot.

This is the flood, and there are no rules to talk about.

In front of Han Muye, the rope was illusory, and the iron armor was sharp.

The rope looked weak, but as long as it was locked, even an intermediate divine beast with complete bloodline power would be trapped for a while.

As for the spinning scale armor, it could tear apart a mountain, and at this time, it had gathered here, and all of Han Muye's vacant positions had been sealed.

The suppression of the power of the desolate heaven and earth does not mean that the strength of these divine beasts is not strong.

Whether it is the origin power, the means of combat, or the consciousness, these divine beasts are still extremely powerful.

Han Muye's gaze fell on the front, and the originally silent blood veins on his body suddenly rose.

"Boom-"

The red flames are swirling, and they directly turn into a long dragon!

This is a pure display of his Golden Crow bloodline's strength!

Flames, red flames.

Origin!

The thin cyan rope had not yet reached ten zhang in front of Han Muye, and it had already been directly enveloped in flames, ignited at once, and then rolled upside down towards Liuyun Ju.

The flame could not be extinguished at all, and in an instant, it ignited the mane of the Flowing Cloud Horse.

On the other side, flames blocked the flying scales.

One point of scale armor advances, and one point is blazing on it.

By the time he was three feet in front of Han Muye, all the Flying Spin Scale Armor had turned into molten iron, melting and dripping.

The ironclad who shot out the scale armor trembled, and fell to the ground in pain and roared.

Liuyunju was even more miserable, rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his head and face, but he couldn't.

How could such a golden crow divine flame be extinguished?

"Golden Crow?"

"The wasteland still has the power of the Golden Crow?"

"Isn't there only a small group left in the Golden Crow, banished to the shores of the East China Sea?"

The four-headed divine beasts such as the pit viper who surrounded Bi Fang did not care about the life and death of Liuyun Ju and the Iron Armor Beast, but were very curious about Han Muye's possession of the power of the Golden Crow.

Han Muye's gaze swept ahead, and he flew up, raising the spear in his hand.

On top of the spear, the original cyan was covered in flames, and the golden divine flame condensed into a thousand spears.

The spear swept and strangled towards the long tail of a glass turtle.

"Thorn-"

The sharp spear blade collided with the long tail of the glass turtle, and the flames on the spear edge wrapped the long tail, causing the glass turtle to roll in a panic.

Just now, Han Muye had already discovered that the power of wind, thunder, water and fire was the pillar origin in the desolation, and even the power of the bloodline of the divine beast was much inferior.

This is the origin of being able to directly compete with the flesh and blood of the dragon crocodile.

Maybe in each upper plane, the Origin Pillar is similar?

Such a thought flashed in the heart of Han Muye, who had made a move in the Heavenly Plane.

"Boom-"

The spear smashed down on the back of the tortoise, flipping the tortoise's body over.

Han Musavage was in mid-air, the spear was turned around, and his gaze fell on the cloud cat that was fixed and looked at his body carefully.

"Bi Fang, I'll imprison the cloud cat, three breaths, is it enough for you to kill the pit viper?"

Han Muye's eyes did not move, and he spoke directly.

Three breaths, kill the pit viper?

Han Muye's words made all the divine beasts present stunned.

The cloud cat with the extreme speed of imprisonment is three breaths.

Kill the pit viper in three breaths.

The key is such a cooperation, do you really dare?

In case Han Muye said a lie, then Bi Fang, who went all out, would probably have to pay a huge price.

The wings of the Flying Cloud Beast behind Bi Fang flapped lightly and looked at Bi Fang.

The pit viper shrank its head slightly, roared low in its mouth, and the clouds around it became more intense.

Starlight flashed in the cloud cat's eyes, and several phantoms appeared outside the figure.

At this moment, all the divine beasts took action.

Han Muye's arrival brought great pressure.

"Roar—"

Bi Fang's voice sounded, his wings spread, and he grabbed the pit viper's head with one leg.

Really shot!

The pit viper's eyes showed fierceness, and when he opened his mouth, a gray-black bead flew out and crashed into Bi Fang's one-legged body.

It asks for nothing else, just three breaths.

At this time, the cloud cat had also taken action, and his feet rushed towards Bi Fang with the power to tear apart the void.

If Han Muye can't stop it, Bi Fang will die.

Even if Han Muye can block it, if he can't block the three breaths, then Bi Fang will definitely be seriously injured.

The changes in an instant were too great, the surrounding void shook, the suppressive power of heaven and earth was directly triggered, and the space was sharply disillusioned.

The power of the three-headed divine beast to strike at the same time attracted the attention of the forces of heaven and earth.

At this time, Han Muye's palm that was originally holding the spear suddenly loosened.

A clear cloud flashed at his fingertips.

Three golden horizontal stripes flowed on the fingertips, and then pressed towards the cloud cat.

These three divine patterns are the divine patterns on the altar of the Liaoyuan tribe.

Suppress the cloud cat with a god pattern!

The three divine patterns turned into a flame giant palm and slapped down.

Before the cloud cat's body rushed in front of Bi Fang, it had already been slapped on the head with a giant palm and smashed to the ground.

The rubble rolled on the ground, and the body of the cloud cat was sunk in the mud and stones, and the blood was gushing.

Above, Bi Fang, who was originally grabbing the pit viper's head, suddenly changed direction, and smashed his one foot into the cloud cat's body.

"Click-"

The piercing sound of bones shattering was heard.

Bi Fang lifted his one foot.

"Click-"

Smash it down again.

This kick stepped on the head of the cloud cat.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the origin power on the cloud cat is escaping.

At this time, counting from the shot, it is about three breaths.

Three breaths, the pit viper is safe and sound.

The mythical beast cloud cat has fallen.

Han Muye looked at Bi Fang in front of him with a chuckle on his face.

"Three breaths, I'll help you entangle the pit viper, you shoot-"

His gaze turned to the glass turtle that had just turned over.

Bi Fang spread his wings and took off.