Endless edges and heaviness appear.

The forces of heaven and earth converged, intertwined with an unprecedentedly powerful halo.

On the sky-high battle axe, every divine pattern is extremely clear.

This is not the power of the divine beast, this is the true blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

"How could it be ......"

The Divine Beast that was fighting with the Burning Plains Divine Beast widened its eyes and whispered blankly.

How can it be.

Heaven and earth origin power blessing, shouldn't this be only at the level of divine beasts, or can it be possible for high-level divine beasts?

This is the foundation of the continuation of the Flood Desolate Divine Beast Race!

"Liaoyuan tribe, how can they bypass the divine beasts and directly condense and bless the power of heaven and earth by themselves?" Many of the people who had been scattered by the battle were shouting.

The power of heaven and earth, isn't it all the shaman's ability to inspire with the help of the power of divine beasts?

Without the participation of divine beasts, how can there be the blessing of the power of heaven and earth?

At this moment, all the creatures who saw the phantom of the tomahawk were at a loss.

In front of the light curtain of the Liaoyuan tribe, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

That's the seed.

When the strength of the Terrans is revealed, all the Terrans will plant the seeds of ambition in their hearts.

After today, is there still a human race that is really willing to be enslaved by divine beasts?

"Boom-"

The great axe on top of the battle array is slashed down.

The clouds and mist in the direction of the clouds falling down the mountain were directly cut open by an axe.

Between the mountains, a crack appeared that broke through thousands of miles.

Slash the heavens and the earth!

How stable is the world of the desolation?

Even if the high-level divine beast attacked with all its might, it couldn't do it to such a point.

The power of the battle array surpasses the combat power of the high-ranking divine beasts!

The four-headed divine beast that fought with the Liaoyuan Divine Beast retreated in a panic.

At this moment, they panicked.

If it weren't for the Burning Plains Divine Beasts to fight them just now, I'm afraid they would have been killed with an axe.

The Divine Beast actually saved their lives?

"Boom-"

In the distance, in the direction of Yunluo Mountain, the battle array moved forward, attracting a giant axe to split through the mountains.

Those divine beasts besieging Yunluo Mountain had no strength to resist before this giant axe.

A huge bull with a body of thirty feet was slashed by the streamer of the axe, and its body turned into pieces of bloodstone.

A giant wolf ten feet tall and nearly thirty feet long roared wildly and wanted to escape, but was overtaken by the battle array that rushed behind the giant axe.

After the battle, the ground was in shambles.

The ground shattered into finger-sized bloodstones.

Whether it was Zhu Rong or the war rider behind him, no one bowed their heads, they just led the impact of the war.

The battle array ran after those divine beasts around Yunluo Mountain.

The speed is fast, the strength is really strong, and there is still a chance to escape.

If the speed is slow, only a piece of bloodstone will be left.

At this moment, the masters in the desolation, those divine beasts, became the targets of hunting.

"W-what the hell is this......"

Standing on top of the black mountains, the iron-eating dove's wings vibrated slightly, its eyes widened.

It recognizes Zhu Rong.

It recognized the blue wolf behind Zhu Rong.

Including those armors, it has also been seen before.

The battle armor is made of the floating cloud iron that falls from the clouds.

Isn't it because he eats iron doves that he relies on these floating clouds and iron, and now his life is moisturized, his cultivation has improved a lot, and even his body has become fatter.

But it really didn't know that these floating cloud iron could be made into such armor.

"I'm afraid the sky is about to change...... Iron Dove looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, there seemed to be streamers shining.

"Win—"

All the mythical beasts besieging Yunluo Mountain were either hunted or fled.

Zhu Rong held a spear and shouted loudly.

"Win—"

Eight hundred warriors stood up.

In them, there is the power of heaven and earth infused into them.

Heaven and earth gifts!

Give them blessings!

"Is the Terran about to rise?"

"This combat power, even if it is a high-level divine beast, it must be feared!"

There were several divine beasts hidden in the distance, and they were all whispering at this time, and they couldn't believe it.

The ant-like human race has mastered such power!

Honghuang, I'm afraid it's really different.

The mythical beast escaped, and the crisis of the clouds falling down the mountain was solved.

The light curtain in front of Han Muye dissipated, and he turned back to his stone house.

Ten days later, the caravan returned to the colony's station.

It was not only Zhurong who was escorted with them, but also tens of thousands of other ethnic groups.

These are either their own totem beasts that fell on Yunluo Mountain, or their own totem beasts ran away and gave up on them.

In fact, it is more that the strength of the Liaoyuan tribe makes them see another way.

The brigade returned to the tribe, and everyone was busy.

So many Terrans need to eat, drink, and hunt.

Of course, with the addition of manpower, more people can be arranged to hunt and forge weapons.

Among the ethnic groups, everything else is fine, and the only thing that restricts the number of armor and weapons produced is the seal carving of the divine pattern.

No one dared to beg Han Muye to make a move.

Today's Han Muye has supreme respect in the Liaoyuan tribe.

In the end, Zhu Rong went to ask Han Muye, and selected a group of clansmen who were strong enough, talented enough, and able to learn among all the clansmen, and taught the god pattern seal carving.

The process is not easy.

The power of the Divine Pattern is indeed not something that these Terrans who do not have enough bloodline and origin power can control.

After a period of time, Professor Han Muye will find Zhu Rong.

"Zhu Rong, are you willing to pay your own strength for the expansion of the race?" Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong and spoke in a deep voice.

Sacrificing their own strength?

Zhu Rong nodded without hesitation.

His strength is based on his race.

At the beginning, he never dared to imagine that he could be where he is today.

"Okay, then let you become the patriarch of the entire Liaoyuan tribe and become the new totem."

Han Muye's words made Zhu Rong shake and widen his eyes.

New totems?

Isn't the Liaoyuan tribe without totems?

Isn't the Liaoyuan tribe going to go back to the same path as before?

"You become the patriarch, you become the symbol of the clan, representing the power of the clan, so that your power can be lent to everyone, to those who depict the gods."

"In the same way, when you need it, the entire clan can also lend you all the power, and when the time comes," Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong, his face was solemn, "When the time comes, you can easily kill the high-ranking divine beast." ”

"If the clan is stronger and there are more people, one day you can even fight the overlord."

Hegemon.

In today's desolation, I have not heard of the existence of an overlord.

The high-level divine beast is the strongest.

Zhu Rong's face showed excitement, then he took a deep breath and nodded.

He knew that Master Han would not deceive himself.

100 days later.

The abandoned altar platform was reused.

Now the altar was raised to ten feet, and flames rose from it.

All the clansmen of the Liaoyuan tribe were gathered and gathered under the high platform.

The 50,000 tribesmen occupied a radius of ten miles.

Ten miles away, a blue wolf, and a demon cow, all raised their heads.

They can feel the power surging on the high platform ahead.

"Whew-"

The horn sounded, and everyone looked up and saw Zhu Rong standing on the high platform wearing a golden and red flame armor and holding a spear.

Next to Zhu Rong was Han Muye in a green robe.

Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong and said softly: "Zhu Rong, are you willing to sacrifice everything for your own race?" ”

Han Muye's voice spread all over a hundred miles.

Everyone held their breath.

"I am willing, give everything for my people." Zhu Rong's eyes were full of firmness, and his gaze fell on all the clansmen below.

At this moment, he could feel some strange power converging.

When Zhu Rong finished saying this, many old people from the Liaoyuan tribe below had already clenched their fists.

They had experienced the hardships of the tribe.

"Zhu Rong, are you willing to share your strength with your clansmen and make everyone as strong as you?" Han Muye spoke again.

Share the power!

Although all the clansmen knew what the arrangements would be today, when Han Muye asked this, everyone was still stunned.

How strong is Zhurong?

He is a being who can fight with divine beasts.

If you can get his strength, even if it is only one thousandth, one thousandth, it will be unimaginably strong.

"My strength comes from the clan, and of course I am willing to share my power with my people." Zhu Rong spoke loudly again.

Divide the power among the people?

How to divide it?

Everyone looked up and watched a clansman who had already learned the carving of the divine pattern before, but could not complete the carving due to lack of strength, and walked onto the high platform.

Zhu Rong raised his hand, and flames fell on these people.

The flames turned into golden markings, condensing on the foreheads of these men.

In the future, this is the flame god pattern in the clan, that is, the totemic power.

When this totem divine pattern fell on the forehead, flames also rose on these people.

But the flames covered their bodies, and instead of shattering their bodies into charcoal, they all had happy expressions on their faces.

Groups of clansmen stepped forward.

Zhu Rong condensed a series of flames in his hand and handed them over.

Every clansman who received this flame mark had a trace of the original power of the flame surging in their bodies.

Han Muye watched all this from the sidelines.

Naturally, he wouldn't say that when everyone gets Zhu Rong's Split God Pattern, it is true that they can borrow Zhu Rong's power from now on, but they will also quietly support Zhu Rong.

Moreover, in the entire ethnic group, no one's strength can surpass Zhu Rong.

This is the same as the suppression of the bloodline power of the Flood Desolation.

Looking up at the sky, Han Muye showed a trace of emotion on his face.

The differentiation of the divine pattern and the manifestation of the ethnic totem are the result of his compromise with the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao.

Or rather, the result of cooperation.

The inheritance of bloodline and origin is the means of inheritance of the flood famine.

Refining weapons, battle formations, including direct infusion of origins, these are all Han Muye's skills.

Now, Han Muye and Honghuang Tiandao have taken action together, and they have used these methods on the clansmen of the Liaoyuan tribe.

This is to fully enhance the strength of the human race.

Is it because the Divine Beast Race in the Flood Desolation is no longer enough to support the origin, or has these Divine Beasts lost the trust of the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation?

Thinking of the planning of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, Han Muye felt that this time might be the second reason.

The divine beast has betrayed the flood wilderness.

"Boom-"

As more and more clansmen from the Liaoyuan clan received the power of the divine pattern, the aura on Zhu Rong's body began to be unstable.

He seemed to be on the verge of collapse in his cultivation.

Overhead, thunderclouds converge.

This is the rule in the wilderness, once the power of the divine beast declines too much, it may be recognized as no longer qualified to control the origin.

In fact, it was a divine beast thunder tribulation.

When this thunder tribulation appeared, the Divine Beast of the Plain, the Black Tiger, and the Blue Wolf all trembled.

This is the fear of the power of heaven and earth.

Han Muye raised his head and stepped out.

On him, a heavy thunderbolt light emerged.

This heaven and earth thunder tribulation, he came to resist!

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

……

Every thunderbolt that fell on Han Muye was directly absorbed by him.

There are very few forces in the wilderness that can hurt him.

His current physical body and divine soul are already at the overlord level, and he is the existence of dominating the desolate world.

The people of the Liaoyuan clan were all given divine tattoos, that is, those divine beasts and demon beasts all received a divine tattoo on their bodies.

Since then, those demon beasts have had divine tattoo seeds, and they have the possibility of advancing to become divine beasts.

When the power of all the clansmen and the divine beasts and demon beasts surged, revealing the power of the divine pattern, Zhu Rong's body no longer had the surging flames before.

It was as if he had become a mortal.

All of his flame power was dispersed.

But the sparkle in his eyes was so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly.

"Patriarch—"

"Patriarch—"

Countless cheers rang out.

All bowed down under the high platform.

This is a gratitude to Zhurong for sharing the power.

Zhu Rong raised his head and looked at the sky.

He didn't have a trace of strength on him, but he stepped on it and landed on Han Muye's side.

"Master Han, I'll resist this thunder."

There is no extra source power, so ordinary Zhu Rong stretched out his hand.

All the thunder enveloped him.

"Boom-"

His body turned into flames.

This flame seems to have come from eternity.

In the midst of the flames, a figure emerged.

Ten thousand feet.

Chains of golden flames.

Flames drip from the armor he wears.

This is the convergence of the power of the flames, and then the illusion that transforms.

This is the condensation of the power of the fire vein.

The power revealed by this figure was already only slightly weaker than the Fire Vein Origin Overlord level like Han Muye.

The thunder dissipated, and Zhu Rong's body was revealed.

"Thank you, Master Han."

At this time, Zhu Rong has the power of a half-step overlord!

Han Muye nodded with a smile and reached out to pat Zhu Rong's shoulder.

Below, countless cheers rang out.

A sharing of the origin of the flame, there are dozens more people in the clan who can depict the divine pattern.

The speed at which the Liaoyuan tribe refines its armor has also increased.

Three years.

The Liaoyuan tribe has become a huge tribe with 300,000 people.

There are as many as 30,000 clansmen in the clan who possess the power of the divine pattern.

The formation of the battle formation also reached 8,000 people.

This is an army of 8,000 people who practice with Zhu Rong every day.

Most of the floating cloud iron in Yunluo Mountain has been mined, and now there are many people in the tribe looking for new spiritual ore.

"Patriarch, there is news from Zhaoling that the spirit mine has been found."

A big man wearing a close-fitting battle armor quickly found Zhu Rong and reported loudly.

Find the Spirit Mine!

Everyone looked at Zhu Rong.

"Zhaoling found a spiritual mine in Butai Mountain, 50,000 miles away." Dahan sent the spirit ore in his hand to Zhu Rong.

"However, the Terran tribe over there in Butai Mountain wants to beg our Liaoyuan tribe to send troops to help them eradicate the demon beasts and divine beasts entrenched in Butai Mountain."

"As long as we can eradicate those divine beasts and demon beasts, they will help us mine in the future."