After all, you have to make a choice.

Is it to divide the ethnic groups and preserve their overall strength according to the practice of the flood famine, or to rise up and resist?

Everyone looked at Han Muye.

From the rise of the Liaoyuan tribe to the present, every major decision has been made by Han Muye.

Because his vision is far from being comparable to Zhurong and them.

Han Muye's gaze swept over.

Zhu Rong, today's cultivation is already completely capable of crushing the high-level divine beasts.

The origin of the fire vein he controls can mobilize the power of the entire race to superimpose, and how strong it can be in the end, that is indeed shocking.

The other races behind Zhu Rong, each of them has the combat power of a lower-level divine beast.

Although it is with the help of the flame origin power given by the division of the battle armor and Zhu Rong, it is not a problem to deal with the lower divine beasts.

From the beginning of the totem imprint that Zhu Rong gave to the flame origin, the Liaoyuan tribe really began to rise.

As long as Zhurong's strength is strong enough, the upper limit of the clan will continue to increase.

"Zhu Rong, the future of the Liaoyuan tribe should be in your own hands." Han Muye turned his head, looked at Zhu Rong in front of him, and spoke softly.

The future is in your own hands.

Zhu Rong and the clan powerhouses behind him were all slightly stunned.

"Master Han, you, you don't care about us anymore?"

"Yes, this time is really the most important choice for our Liaoyuan tribe, how can you ignore Master Han?"

The two big men with heavy blood on their bodies spoke anxiously.

Han Muye didn't speak, just looked at Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong was silent, and the aura on his body was surging and shaking.

After a long time, he finally raised his head, looked at Han Muye, and then swept his gaze over everyone around him.

"Wait until I get back."

With that, he turned and walked out of the tent.

Where did he go?

Everyone in the big tent looked at Zhu Rong's back blankly.

Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, raised his hand, and a golden light curtain appeared on his face.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong stepped on the back of the black tiger, and the black tiger roared, spread its wings, and flew away.

The direction he went in was Bu Taishan.

What to do in Butaishan?

The streamer on the light curtain vibrated and changed with the black tiger flying quickly.

"Boom-"

Ahead, a flying bird beast that blocked the way was knocked away by Zhu Rong's punch.

"He, he's going to go hunting in Butai Mountain?" A big man in black armor whispered.

Hunt?

Since coming here to trade, there have been very few things to do to hunt divine beasts.

In business, it's good to value harmony.

"Boom-"

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong shot again.

He clenched his spear in his hand and swung out a series of golden fire dragons.

The fire dragon swirled, the streamer flickered, and the several divine beasts that blocked the way in front of them were all overturned.

However, Zhu Rong did not kill them, and he did not make another attack after throwing these divine beasts out.

He drove the black tiger forward, and there were more and more divine beasts blocking the way in front of him, and they became more and more powerful.

But no matter how powerful it is, or more than that, it can't stop him from moving forward at all.

Outside the light curtain, those Liaoyuan people were thrilled at this time.

This is the patriarch of his own family, and his strength has reached such a level!

"Boom-"

In the void, a huge wolf claw with a radius of 100 zhang was slapped.

The wolf's claws shone with a cold light.

The surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be imprisoned, causing turmoil.

Superior Divine Beast!

This kind of means can only be done by high-ranking divine beasts.

The Liaoyuan tribesmen in the big tent were holding their breath.

Han Muye's face was calm.

This kind of strength can't stop Zhu Rong.

In the light curtain, Zhu Rong raised his hand and punched out.

The golden fist shadow also turned into a hundred feet, colliding with the wolf's claws.

The wolf's claws were directly annihilated, and the golden fist shadow rushed towards the void, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to let out a sharp roar.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

At least a dozen or so divine beasts hidden in mid-air were knocked away by the fist shadow, and their bodies fell.

This punch made the whole world seem to calm down.

There was a beast roar in the void.

The divine beasts that blocked the way seemed to have received some order, and retreated like a tide.

Zhu Rong drove the black tiger straight in, and rushed straight to the highest peak of Butai Mountain.

It was a mountain peak, towering into the sky.

"That's the highest place in Butai Mountain, Bu Zhou Peak, which covers the sky with clouds, right?"

"It is said that the divine beast on Bu Zhou Peak is the strongest in the entire Bu Tai Mountain, and Zhu Rong is going to challenge the divine beast on Bu Zhou Peak?"

In the big tent, those Liaoyuan tribesmen were all nervously watching.

Divine beasts are different from divine beasts.

The strongest among the divine beasts, that strength is unimaginable.

Although Zhu Rong is strong, is it still worse than those divine beasts that can dominate Zhou Feng?

"Hum—"

The void shook, and the light curtain flickered with turmoil.

This is the clash of the forces of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding forces of heaven and earth to shatter.

The light curtain in the big tent shattered directly.

The clansmen of the Liaoyuan tribe were at a loss.

They couldn't see the battle over there, and they were even more nervous.

"Master Han, what should I do?"

"Master Han, why don't we gather our army and go to the rescue of Patriarch Zhurong?"

"Yes, with the strength of my army, his combat power can be stronger."

Everyone was a little flustered and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye waved his hand: "I'll just go and take a look." ”

After saying that, his body moved, and he had disappeared in place.

In fact, no matter how strong the turbulent power of heaven and earth on Bu Zhoufeng's side was, it couldn't cause the light curtain here to shatter.

He just didn't want these people of the Liaoyuan tribe to see the scene of Zhu Rong fighting with those divine beasts.

The confrontation between such high-level divine beasts would make these clansmen feel the invincible fear of high-level divine beasts.

It's not a good thing to see things that are beyond your own knowledge, and to see them too early.

Han Muye's body was running in the void, and no divine beast could sense his arrival.

Even when he arrived thousands of miles away from Bu Zhou Peak, there was no divine beast to stop him.

Hanging thousands of miles away, he watched the battle on Bu Zhoufeng's side.

Zhu Rong controlled the black tiger, waving a war spear in his palm, and ten fire dragons were entwined around him.

The three-headed divine beast in front of him blocked it, but it couldn't resist his pace, so he could only let him rush to Bu Zhoufeng.

The Wind Soul Divine Beast, the origin power of the Feng Shui lineage.

The horned beast can attract the power of the earth.

The Red Flame Divine Beast, the origin of the fire vein, was born and fed on flames.

The three are all high-level divine beasts, and the strength of the three divine beasts is all strong, especially the combination of wind and fire, and the hot wheels hit the fire dragon outside Zhu Rong's body, making the fire dragon roar and roar continuously.

The three-headed divine beast is strong enough, but Zhu Rong's strength is even stronger.

The spear stabbed out, and the horned beast with the power of the earth couldn't stop it, and its body was picked up.

The fire dragon rolled upside down, and the Red Flame Divine Beast that wanted to devour Zhurong Flame was completely wrapped in flames.

If it weren't for the Wind Soul Divine Beast running fast, it would have been taken down.

Zhu Rong walked forward, and the divine beasts that flew down from Bu Zhou Peak became more and more powerful.

The Flame Tianlin, who was covered in flames, relied on the power of the Origin Fire Vein to collide with Zhu Rong.

Covered in ice blue frost flowers and frost clouds and phoenixes, there are thousands of miles of ice between the wings.

The flood is a place of bloodline inheritance.

Ordinary demon beasts, divine beasts, it is extremely difficult to control the power of heaven and earth.

There are so many powerful demon beasts that they can't even spit out a fireball.

But on Bu Zhou Peak, these divine beasts manipulate wind, thunder, water and fire at will.

That's the power of the Origin.

With enough origin power, these divine beasts can't even suppress the desolate world.

Han Muye stood in place, watching Zhu Rong fight with those divine beasts, his eyes revealing profundity.

The strength of the human race is based on the power of heaven and earth, and it is to abide by the rules of heaven and earth.

Whether it is a battle formation or a battle armor, they all operate under the rules of the power of heaven and earth.

But these divine beasts, especially the high-level divine beasts, and even the overlord level after that, are not bound by heaven and earth at all.

So, is it the divine beast that abandons the flood wilderness, and it is also the flood that abandons the divine beast?

The other side of the two-way rush is the two-way divergence?

This may be the reason why the rise of the Flood Desolate Human Race has not been stopped by the power of heaven and earth?

Looking up, Han Muye looked at the sky.

He could feel that there seemed to be a trace of power between heaven and earth now paying attention to Bu Zhoufeng.

Illusory power, illusory attention.

Invisible.

"Boom-"

Zhu Rong's footsteps retreated for the first time.

Blocking him was a giant black bear.

Baizhang body, the power of qi and blood that covers the sky, and one punch knocked Zhu Rong back.

However, such a power has aroused Zhu Rong's fighting spirit.

A bloody aura rose, the spear in Zhu Rong's hand turned into a streamer, and outside his body, a layer of golden phantom appeared.

The spear is golden, and the body is in shape.

This is a power that is not found in the wilderness.

Every blow of the golden armor general, the angle and strength of the spear made it difficult for the black bear in front of him to parry.

It is not the most primitive power struggle, nor is it the operation of pure heaven and earth.

Movements, moves, slowness, urgency, guidance, suppression, lunging, temptation......

If these are instincts like divine beasts, or even supernatural powers, then that's fine.

The point is not.

Obviously, Zhu Rong restarted this set of marksmanship after he finished using a set of marksmanship.

This is a regular, repetitive, and really means of increasing the combat strength!

On Bu Tai Mountain, as well as Bu Zhou Peak, and even in the void, countless divine beasts watching the battle were solemnly watching.

The Terrans are too capable of learning.

Zhu Rong's marksmanship was complicated, so that the black bear beast was injured in several places unconsciously.

"Roar—"

Continuously injured, the black bear beast has run out of patience.

But the more this happens, the more wounds there are on his body.

This scene silenced all the divine beasts.

This Earth Bear is a famous divine beast on Bu Zhou Peak, and there is also a group of divine beasts behind it, the Earth Bear Clan.

The power of the high-ranking divine beast, the powerful bloodline power, couldn't stop Zhu Rong.

The Terrans, already so strong?

"Hum—"

In the void, a cyan rope suddenly appeared and pressed down towards Zhu Rong's head.

On Bu Zhou Peak, a huge canopy of 100,000 zhang appeared.

The moment this canopy appeared, the entire Butai Mountain seemed to be suppressed.

This is the power that surpasses the superior divine beast!

"Bang-"

This time, Zhu Rong's body was finally pressed down and smashed down on the mountain rock of Bu Zhoufeng.

It's just that before the green vines dancing on the canopy made another move, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

It was truly peaceful, silent.

A young man in a green robe appeared beside Zhu Rong.

Han Muye.

Han Muye appeared, and none of the divine beasts could sense it.

What's even more terrifying is that when he came, all the divine beasts didn't even have the strength to move.

If he wanted to make a move, wouldn't all the divine beasts here be slaughtered?

"The Flood Desolate Spirit Wood turned into the body of a divine beast, breaking through to the overlord level but unable to leave Bu Zhoufeng, it means."

Han Muye looked at the canopy in front of him, and his voice was soft: "Next time the army of the Liaoyuan tribe will come here, let Zhu Rong fight with you again." ”

After Han Muye finished speaking, he patted Zhu Rong's shoulder and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

His form vanished.

Come on, no one senses.

Go, still no one can sense it.

It wasn't until Han Muye and Zhu Rong left that the verdant canopy shook wildly.

But on the entire Buzhou Peak, not a single divine beast dared to go down the mountain to chase after him.

Han Muye's shock to them was too great.

Zhu Rong and Han Muye returned to the station, and half a day later, the melodious horn sounded.

30,000 war cavalry gathered, and Han Muye and Zhu Rong led the army to the battle.

Their target is all the tribes of the wasteland.

"I'm a rebel tribe—"

"Victory—"

The power of qi and blood soared, and between heaven and earth, a piece of blood light appeared.

A golden armor general's phantom, as well as the phantom of the divine beast, condensed.

As the 30,000 war horsemen moved forward, the sky-high battle intent caused the clouds and qi to shake over the entire wasteland.

At this moment, half of the divine beasts and divine beast races above the flood desolation all sensed.

All the powerful beasts turned their gaze in the direction of the wasteland.

"Terran, can it rise?"

"Hmph, their own annexation battle, just look at it."

"No one has ever been able to unite the weak human race, and neither can the Liaoyuan tribe."

One by one, divine thoughts were transmitted, and powerful ethnic groups from all sides were watching and waiting.

On the wasteland, the first to welcome the arrival of the Liaoyuan tribe army was the Hejue tribe with 100,000 tribesmen.

This tribe gathered by the river is actually a million tribes.

When the 30,000 cavalry army arrived, the Hejue tribe chose to flee.

How could it be an opponent of 30,000 war horsemen?

30,000 war horsemen drove in the rear, and 100,000 tribes ran in front.

One, two, three, four......

It wasn't until the group of millions of people gathered that the Hejue tribe stopped at a tidal flat and formed a million-strong coalition army, waiting for the war horses of the Liaoyuan tribe.

The Terrans of the Wasteland, everyone is a soldier.

"The Liaoyuan tribe deceives people too much."

"Today we will fight against them."

"Please Totem Beast—"

Above the wasteland, the voices that resounded through the heavens and the earth were lingering.

The shamans with bone staff in their hands stood in front of the clan, and the bone staff in their hands had borrowed the power of origin from the divine beasts.

This source power may be blessed to become combat power, or become one's own qi and blood, or become a light curtain for defense.

also want the divine beast to fly down directly, running and dancing between the groups.

The hustle and bustle of war spirit condensed.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Ahead, a neat voice sounded.

The sound is neat, and the movements of the 30,000 war horses are the same.

This is not something that any tribe can do.

No drums of war.

No horns.

When the sound of the neat march of the 30,000 army sounded, even if they were in a million races, they would be pale.

This is the power of the Terrans!

In the midst of the desolation, the human race may be nothing more than ants, but as long as they are truly united and united, the power they show is terrifying.

"Burning the Plains—"

"Victory—"

Ride like a tide, rush forward!

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