When the divine pattern landed on Zhu Rong's arm, Zhu Rong felt that the flames all over his body almost exploded.

Fortunately, he now has a good power to control the origin of the fire vein, and when he raised his hand, a golden light in his palm suppressed the divine pattern on his arm.

The power of the divine pattern fell silent, condensing into an inch-long, snake-like trace.

When he walked out of Han Muye's stone house, his heart was still shocked.

It is hard to imagine how far Master Han has now comprehended the power of the fire vein.

After a few runs, he had landed on the stone platform in front of him.

It was the original Altar of Flames.

At this time, there were already groups of Liaoyuan tribesmen standing solemnly under the stone platform.

The original Liaoyuan tribe did not have so many rules, and the clansmen acted relatively casually.

Later, it was Han Muye who practiced their cultivation and practiced the coordination of various battle formations, and unconsciously developed the rules of ordering and prohibiting.

Zhu Rongfei landed on the stone platform, looked down, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Let's go!"

The black tiger crawling under the stone platform stood up, his body shook and stretched, and a majestic aura rose up.

Behind the stone platform, the Flying Cloud Beast and the Liaoyuan Divine Beast roared and flew high.

At this moment, the clouds above the Liaoyuan tribe were impacted by the power of the three-headed divine beast, as if a vortex was turbulent.

The clansmen below couldn't help but be thrilled when they looked at the scene in front of them.

The Liaoyuan tribe is as powerful as this!

The stronger your tribe is, the more you can shelter yourself and make yourself stronger and stronger.

On the other hand, such a powerful group is worth protecting and even giving everything for it.

The spontaneous sense of ethnic pride turned into a faint golden aura, converging into an invisible cloud above everyone's heads.

Zhu Rongfei stepped onto the black tiger, stretched out his hands to support the two ends above his head, and the team of people and horses rushed out.

After walking less than ten miles, the cattle and wolves scattered on the wasteland converged.

These tall monsters all had two baskets hanging from their backs.

This trip is to mine the spirit ore, and the mined spirit iron will also be brought back to the tribe.

Eight hundred people, thousands of demon beasts, and two divine beasts above their heads to support them, such a large group of people and horses walked through the wasteland, whether it was a demon beast or a human race, they did not dare to face it directly, and quietly dodged.

Running for 30,000 miles, there was no long-sighted robbery along the way.

This made Zhu Rong breathe a sigh of relief, and he was slightly disappointed.

He was also going to take action when he encountered a robber, and try the power of the divine pattern sent by Han Muye.

Yunluo Mountain is a towering mountain peak, on which the clouds are perennial, and there are several divine beasts inhabited on the top of the mountain.

In the desolation, the divine beasts are not only gathered because of the bloodline, but also because of the origin.

Of course, there are more battles because of the battle for the origin.

"Right there." The fire, which spread its wings and flew down, whispered, and then its wings fluttered away from the rocky tidal flats in front of it.

Scattered pieces of black spirit iron appeared among the pebbles of various colors.

Zhu Rong walked over, picked up a piece, and nodded.

Beside him, Candle Sky with a bone staff in his hand had a smile on his face.

"With this spirit iron, the battle armor that Master Han said can be refined."

Today's Candle Heaven is no longer the strongest in the clan, but he has a high prestige, Zhu Rong wants to practice, and Candle Heaven is still responsible for all kinds of messy things in the clan.

For Candle Sky, the growth of today's ethnic group is completely beyond his imagination, and every day is like a dream.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to refine this spirit iron into a battle armor after he brought it back.

The clansmen began to look for black spiritual iron on the tidal flats, and large and small spiritual iron crashed into the back basket on the back of the demon beast.

Zhu Rong looked up and said in a low voice: "I'll look up, I don't know when it will be just like this." ”

The ore must have been washed down by the rain.

The black tiger was driven up the river tracks, and the Liaoyuan Divine Beast was pacing behind Zhu Rong.

The higher you go, the heavier the clouds become.

Where it used to be within reach, it is now impossible to see clearly.

A fire-veined divine beast like Liaoyuan was not used to this kind of soaking wet clouds.

"Whew-"

A mouthful of flame spit out, and the water vapor in front of it was directly steamed.

Liaoyuan flapped its wings triumphantly.

"How's that, I-"

Before the transmission of divine thoughts was finished, Zhu Rong had already let out a low shout, and then flew up and punched out.

"Boom-"

A ten-foot cloud qi giant claw converged on the top of their heads, colliding with this punch and exploding.

A one-horned beast with a body like an antelope, but a divine beast covered in scales appeared in front of it, and its eyes were solemn.

"Fire vein power?"

"What are you doing here?"

The clouds fall and the mountains are full of clouds and water, and the fire veins are uncomfortable.

"This is the Yunshui Floating Sheep that Master Han said, the Tengyun Divine Beast, right?" The divine thought of the prairie fire was quietly transmitted to Zhu Rong.

"Can this guy gather thousands of miles of water and clouds and trigger the wind and rain of the heavens?"

Han Muye not only taught the Great Dao in the Liaoyuan Tribe, but also combined the power of various divine beasts and divine patterns in the flood wilderness to reflect the differences between various power levels.

For example, the median divine beast floating sheep in front of him, although the bloodline strength is average, but between the clouds and water, there is a place of cloud qi, and the strength displayed can be continuously doubled.

Zhu Rong looked around and nodded slightly.

Ben was also going to compare it with the mythical beasts here, but it turned out that this was a floating sheep, so it didn't matter much.

The origin power of his own fire vein will be suppressed very strongly here in Yunluo Mountain, on the contrary, all the power here is almost infinitely bonus.

The desolate world is stable, and it is not easy to shake the mountains and rivers and destroy the leylines.

"We're here to mine spiritual ore." Zhu Rong arched his hand forward and said loudly.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a piece of divine beast bloodstone that shimmered golden red flew down.

Seeing this bloodstone, the floating sheep's eyes lit up.

A cloud of qi enveloped the bloodstone, and the floating sheep's face showed a hint of intoxication.

The halo on the bloodstone was visibly dim.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, he collected the bloodstone, and the floating sheep's face looked much better.

"You're talking about Fuyun Iron, there are a lot of that thing on the mountain, you can just pick it up."

Pick up?

Zhu Rong shook his head and raised his hand to signal: "We need a lot." ”

Extraordinarily much?

How much?

The Floating Sheep Divine Thought swept over Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan, and then extended down the mountain.

"Uh......"

Down the mountain, all those guys are here to pick up floating clouds?

That's a lot of real need.

After a deep groan, the floating sheep's gaze swirled around Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan.

"I know where this puffy iron came from."

"I can take you there, but it's up to you whether you can get it or not."

Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan glanced at each other and nodded.

They didn't expect a piece of bloodstone to be exchanged for Floating Cloud Iron, they could just take them there.

Covered in scale armor, the eight-foot tall floating sheep ran like a cloud, and a flicker was ten thousand feet.

No wonder it has the name of floating sheep.

The floating sheep walked forward, breaking the clouds around him, and Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan followed.

With floating sheep in front, Zhurong and Liaoyuan can easily see the surrounding scenery.

The clouds and mountains are surging, and there are flowers everywhere, and there are coiled pine trees, and all kinds of elixirs scattered around.

It's a good place to go.

"Hum—"

After running for a while, the sea of clouds in front of him shook, and a huge beast face emerged.

Like an eagle and a dove, it is turbulent among the clouds.

"Floating sheep? Are you here to die? ”

The rolling power of divine thoughts urged the clouds, shaking and surging.

The floating sheep stood and turned his head to look at Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

With that, it flinched back and retreated.

Zhu Rong looked forward and saw the cloud-shrouded peaks, all of which were black.

This mountain is all clouds of iron!

Looking at this mountain, Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan both had bright eyes.

"That, this mountain, we want it from the Liaoyuan tribe." Zhu Rong stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountain peak, and spoke in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the floating clouds in front of him suddenly seemed to boil.

A thirty-foot black giant bird with its wings spread flew out directly.

The top of the giant bird's head was golden red, its long beak shone with cold light, and the black on its body showed a hint of dark cyan.

"It's an iron-eating dove, a gold-veined divine beast."

Liaoyuan let out a low cry, spread his wings, and rushed straight up.

It was in mid-air, and a series of fiery spears had condensed in front of it.

Ten zhang gun body, each of which is revealing the cold that tears apart the void.

The power of flames is cold, and the bloodline of the divine beast is condensed with weapons.

This method made the eyes of the falling iron eater dove show a trace of confusion.

"Boom-"

Three hundred and sixty spears disappeared in a flash, piercing directly into the chest and abdomen of the iron-eating dove.

The iron-eating dove roared, and all the feathers on its body stood up.

"Dangdangdang—"

The spear condensed by the flames slammed into the feather, then shattered.

On each streamer, the flame power in the void was triggered, scattering and collapsing.

The disintegrating flames were half golden and red, blazing.

The other half is icy and frosty-white.

The two forces intertwined around the iron-eating dove's body, causing the surrounding forces to vibrate.

"Boom-"

The staggered forces collided, collapsed, and the heavens and the earth roared.

The body of the iron-eating dove was also knocked into the air.

It's just that the giant bird's body was just shocked, and it flew back again.

It can't be said that it was unscathed, but it only dropped a few feathers.

"The defense is so strong." The Burning Plains Divine Beast muttered.

Below, Zhu Rong's eyes also revealed a fine light.

"Don't let it get close to the veins of the Floating Clouds, or you'll never be able to break through its defenses." Behind, the retreating floating sheep spoke.

"Floating sheep, you are looking for death!" The iron-eating dove roared angrily and spread its wings and rushed in the direction of the floating sheep.

Zhu Rong laughed, flew up, and stabbed out a spear in his hand.

"Boom-"

The spear led out a fiery dragon slammed into the iron-eating dove, sending its body diagonally into the air.

In the next moment, a black piece of gold and iron qi poked out from the iron dove's body, intertwining and colliding with the fire dragon around it.

The power of the fire dragon was quickly dissolved by the golden and iron qi.

The iron-eating dove roared, spreading its wings to descend to the black peaks below.

The body of the Liaoyuan Divine Beast, which had already had a tacit understanding with Zhu Rong, turned into a flash of fire and rushed down directly, blocking the way of the iron-eating dove.

The huge body of the iron-eating dove collided with the Burning Plains Divine Beast.

The fire, which is only one-tenth the size of the iron dove, forcibly blocked the iron dove.

The black rocks are right in front of you, but it's out of reach.

"Boom-"

The fiery dragon slammed in.

"Bang-"

The Burning Divine Beast continued to attack, lifting the body of the iron-eating dove into the air.

The two flame powers combined, and the origin of the veins on the iron dove's body was rapidly depleted.

"Roar—"

The iron-eating dove was in a hurry, roared wildly, and clawed the fire dragon around him with one claw, and then his body shook and fell uncontrollably down the cliff.

Liaoyuan's body turned and chased after it.

At this moment, the iron dove that had fallen suddenly stopped.

"Hum—"

All the black feathers on its body exploded, and then turned into countless flying feathers, piercing towards the fire.

The power of the golden veins revealed on this flying feather is extremely strong, and it can definitely tear the body of the fire to pieces.

The floating sheep not far away saw this scene and jumped to run away.

Zhu Rong's eyes revealed profundity, and he stretched out his arm.

The golden stripes on his arms emerged.

"Boom-"

The golden streaks that stretched to the sky pressed down on the iron-eating dove.

The iron-eating doves and those that shoot out of the feathers fall uncontrollably.

"Bang-"

The horizontal stripes smashed on half of the cliff, the black peaks collapsed, and the black boulders fell.

Half of the Iron Dove's body was buried under the black ore, struggling in pain.

The streaks disappeared, and there was no blazing flame between the surrounding heaven and earth, as if nothing had happened.

It's just the black ore that keeps rolling down, indicating that there was a big battle just now.

The iron-eating dove struggled out, its face full of fear.

The floating sheep in the distance also lost their previous banter, and their eyes flashed.

Zhu Rong looked around, and then threw out a bloodstone.

"I'm sorry to break your mountain."

"I'm willing to make it up to you."

Compensate?

Bloodstone?

The iron-eating dove looked dazed and took the bloodstone.

"You said that earlier, what are you fighting?"

……

Ten days later.

The team of monsters left with ore.

The iron dove saw off Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan with joy on his face and the floating sheep on the side.

"Don't worry, in the future, you will come to mine, as long as, right, haha, I will definitely contribute." The iron dove smirked.

As long as there is a bloodstone, everything is negotiable.

The ore mined this time was not only of excellent quality, but also refined by the Iron Dove with its origin.

Earn bloodstones, don't chill.

Waiting for Zhu Rong and Liaoyuan to leave, the iron dove turned his gaze to the floating sheep.

The floating sheep shrank and hurriedly ran away.

"What are you afraid of, there are so many bloodstones, Lao Tzu is not interested in you." The iron-eating dove snorted coldly, spread its wings, gathered the bloodstone, and flew back to its lair.

Because of the ore, the demon beast team walked for more than ten days before returning to the Liaoyuan tribe.

At this time, a large furnace was already erected in the tribe.

"Burn the fire, you all know?"

"Also, you also do the work of forging and striking iron."

"As for the seal carving divine pattern," Han Muye, who was standing by the fire, swept his gaze and looked at the blue wolf and the black tiger, as well as the flying cloud beast not far away, "You can exchange the divine pattern for the blood stone." ”

Bloodstone.

It was not Han Muye who carved the divine pattern by himself, but let these divine beasts carve it.

The Liaoyuan tribe doesn't have its own Divine Tattoo Master, but they do have Divine Beasts!

The divine pattern carved by the divine beast itself has more origin power than any kind of divine pattern master.

"Bloodstone...... the black tiger grinned, his paws rubbing against the ground.

It's good business.

……

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and when the first furnace of Fuyun iron is smelted, the quality is extremely poor.

When the first armor was refined, it was like a brick.

However, just this brick was also coaxed by everyone in the entire Liaoyuan tribe.

Looking at the battle armor that looked like a city wall, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

He could feel that between heaven and earth, there was a trace of heaven and earth power quietly falling.

This is the fusion of the power of the Heavenly Dao.