"There's nothing to do, let's go about it!"

Seeing that countless people were staring in Jun Mo's direction curiously, the brute lion was afraid that Jun Mo would be affected by something, so he shouted loudly with his fighting spirit.

Hearing this, everyone talked about the surprise in their hearts, and then returned to their own place.

Under the impact just now, Jun Mo's heart was shocked. And Huo Liyuan, who had no wisdom and relied on instinct, was also shocked, and suddenly quieted down, turning into an energy body again, but the energy in it was already much calmer.

opened his mouth, and Huo Liyuan was sucked into his mouth by Jun Mo. Suddenly, Jun Mo seemed to have swallowed a mouthful of magma, and his throat seemed to be burning, and it was extremely burning. Holding back the pain, he swallowed the Flaming Yuan into his body.

"Boom!"

The terrifying high temperature instantly swept through Jun Mo's body, and the hundreds of limbs seemed to ignite when they were all ignited, and there was a smell of burnt paste in the air. His skin was dehydrated from the heat, cracked open, and blood oozed from it. But in an instant, Jun Mo turned into a bloody man.

Such a sore spot made Jun Mo's mind a little blurred. If he fell into a coma at this time, he would inevitably be burned to pieces by the heat. This flamingo doesn't know how long he has been condensed by the flamingo, and it has far exceeded his knowledge of the flamingo.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a fishy sweet taste spread in Jun Mo's mouth, but he was also able to preserve the last trace of clarity of the Lingtai.

Jun Mo controlled the fighting energy in his whole body and wrapped it towards the scorching power that was running wildly in the meridians.

"Boom!"

Jun Mo's fighting spirit was ignited in an instant, and at this moment, it seemed that what flowed in his meridians was not fighting qi but raging flames, and even the meridians began to shrink a little.

His whole body was as red as a steamed crab, and his body once again became a battlefield of two energies, both of which were desperately trying to devour each other. Jun Mo clenched his teeth, because he was too hard, and there was a trace of blood between his teeth.

These two energies belong to Jun Mo, and they both want to seize the main control, but they also seem to know that if they continue to entangle, the final result will be a defeat for both sides, and they may both dissipate because of this.

Not long after, the power of fire in the Qingli Red Fire Pill and the Fire Flame Yuan actually reached a certain balance, and the two similar but not identical energy were entangled together, but they were distinct, like hemp rope, twisted together, and merged into Jun Mo's fighting spirit.

Subsequently, Jun Mo's body finally regained his calm, and his complexion returned to normal.

The fighting qi with the power of two kinds of fire slowly flowed in Jun Mo's body, and at this time, there was no longer any destructive power, slowly repairing Jun Mo's damaged meridians. And the blood stains on Jun Mo's body were also quickly scabbed, like a layer of carapace enveloping Jun Mo.

Jun Mo remained motionless, as if an old monk had settled down. The little wolf was a little innocent around Jun Mo, it was the closest to Jun Mo, although it fled as soon as possible, but the high temperature still burned its snow-white fur and turned slightly yellow.

"Roar!" he yelled at Jun Mo dissatisfiedly, and the little wolf casually found a place and fell asleep.

The night passed quickly, when the sky was just white. Jun Mo, who was motionless, finally moved, and his figure suddenly bounced up and soared into the sky. With a slight thud, the blood scab on his body exploded, revealing the new white skin inside.

"Drink!" Jun Mo let out a soft roar from his mouth, and the feeling of refreshment in his body was really refreshing. But thinking about the homework, he was faintly afraid. He didn't expect that the original fire power in the fighting spirit would be as incompatible as Huo Liyuan, but fortunately, in the end, the matter was solved perfectly.

For the next period of time, Jun Mo kept cultivating in his room. This is a bit of a bad thing, after all, the January appointment is getting closer and closer, and there is not much time left for them.

And during this time, Jun Mo was also a little helpless, because Liu Huo'er would always appear in front of her in various ways, and the little wolf seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with her, and even if he found out, he would not remind Jun Mo.

Jun Mo reminded Liu Huo'er more than once that this was not the place she should come, but the latter just didn't listen, and in the end Jun Mo had to give up and let Liu Huo'er mess around. However, he seemed to have gradually become accustomed to Liu Huo'er's sudden appearance, and he was not surprised by this.

As the days passed, there were only three days left until that January appointment. The brute lion has asked Jun Mo more than once for a way to deal with it, but the latter only smiles and does not speak every time, and the anxious brute lion scratches his ears and cheeks.

And during this period of time, the Keyes tribe also deliberately spread the news that the Barbarian Lion Tribe would give them a large amount of worship because of the expansion of its scale, if it was not given within the time limit, the Keyes tribe would crusade against the Barbarian Lion Tribe, and almost all small tribes knew the news.

On the one hand, the Keith tribe is for everyone to know, even if they crusade against the Barbarian Lion tribe because the latter violated the agreement. On the other hand, they also want to use this opportunity to deter all tribes, and they cannot be provoked.

However, they deliberately did not disclose the specific number, presumably because they did not want to chill the hearts of all the tribes.

"Lord Jun Mo, have you figured out how to deal with the Keith tribe?" The day before the January Covenant, the Brute Lion finally couldn't sit still, and this time, he had to ask Jun Mo about his plan.

Under the repeated questioning of the brute lion, Jun Mo had no choice but to say: "Don't worry, tomorrow we will give a big gift to the Keith tribe." ”

"What kind of gift?" said the brute fox suspiciously, "but we didn't prepare anything at all." ”

"Hehe, do you remember the previous dampness?" Jun Mo smiled mysteriously and said, "What do you say will happen if the Keith tribe faces a larger-scale beast tide?"

"If the beast tide is even larger than before, I'm afraid that even the Keith tribe will inevitably suffer huge losses, or even be directly trampled down. The brute lion said, and after a moment of silence, asked, "But what does this have to do with us?"

"The gift I have for them is a huge beast tide. Jun Mo said with a smile.

"But where did we get so many monsters? The brute lion suddenly became even more puzzled.

"Hehe, you'll know when the time comes. Jun Mo smiled faintly, but he didn't talk about how to print and distribute the beast tide.

......

The next day, before the Keith tribe, a large number of warriors had been gathered, and these warriors were enough to level any small tribe countless times. Tu Zhuo stood on top of the wall, and these warriors belonged to him today.

Tu Zhuo's face was full of excitement, today was the time he had agreed with Jun Mo. Regardless of the outcome, it will be a huge win for him.

If the Lion Tribe could not provide such a large number of offerings, he would lead these warriors to bring the Lion Tribe to the ground. However, if the Barbarian Lion Tribe really gathered so many things, their Keith Tribe would have made a lot of money in vain, but this was only a slight delay in the time of the destruction of the Barbarian Lion Tribe.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no figure of the barbarian lion tribe in the distance.

"It seems that the Lion Tribe is not enough to come up with so many things. Wayne stood beside Tu Zhuo with a gloomy face, he had been haunted by the humiliation last time, and this time he hoped that the Barbarian Lion Tribe would not be able to make offerings, so that he would have a chance to vent his evil anger.

"Hmph, it's expected that you can't take it out, but if you really take it out, it's a ghost, as long as the sun sets. These elites in my hands will immediately crush the Barbarian Lion Tribe. Tu Zhuo said.

"They shouldn't have fled, right?" asked another Qi Creation Realm powerhouse.

"It's absolutely impossible, I arranged eyeliner around the Brute Lion Tribe a few days ago, and so far, they have no sign of migrating at all. Tu Zhuo replied.

......

"Lord Jun Mo, have you really decided to go alone?" After learning that Jun Mo was going to go to the Barbarian Lion Tribe alone, everyone was extremely shocked.

"Well, this time we're not going head-to-head with the Keith tribe, so it's not good to have too many people. Jun Mo nodded and said lightly.

"But ......"

"It's nothing, you just need to keep the tribe safe, so that no other tribe will take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble. ”

Seeing Jun Mo's repeated insistence, everyone had to compromise.

Soon Jun Mo left the Barbarian Lion Tribe alone, looking at the slightly thin back, the tip of everyone's nose was a little sour. It was the thin-looking boy who was holding up the entire barbarian lion tribe with one hand. This time, he was even more in danger, which made everyone respectful.

"Lord Jun Mo, take care. ”

Hearing the earth-shattering roar behind him, Jun Mo's figure paused slightly, and he left without looking back.

......

The sun gradually rose high in the sky, and then slowly set towards the horizon, and the people of the Barbarian Lion tribe never appeared outside the Keith tribe. Tu Zhuo was already a little impatient waiting, he looked at the sky, and a look of calm appeared on his face.

"It seems that they really won't come!" Looking at the black pressure of the soldiers in front of him, this was the first time Tu Zhuo had commanded so many people, which really made him feel extremely excited, and his body trembled a little. After taking a few deep breaths, Tu Zhuo's arm was raised high, and then it fell suddenly, and said, "Let's go, the target is the Barbarian Lion Tribe......"

But before he could finish his words, a lonely figure appeared in the distance, and the setting sun shone on him, pulling out a long reflection.

"It's him, he's alone. Wayne's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Hmph, it's not a small amount of courage, wait a minute to see what the hell he's doing!" Tu Zhuo ordered.

Looking at the huge Keith tribe in the distance, Jun Mo was also a little frightened, but he believed that his gift this time would definitely surprise them. With the wings flapping behind him, Jun Mo flew up directly, and when he was dozens of meters away from the Keith tribe, he slowly froze.

"You really accepted the credit, did you bring what I wanted?" Tu Zhuo Dasheng shouted.

"Not really!" Jun Mo smiled.

"Oh, then you dare to come, it seems that you are really impatient. Tu Zhuo sneered.

"But I have brought you a greater gift, and I am sure that I will not disappoint you. Jun Mo said a little mysteriously.

"Oh, what about things, take them out and look at them, and if you're satisfied, maybe they'll let you live. Tu Zhuo was immediately aroused by Jun Mo's interest.

"You'll be able to see it soon!" Jun Mo smiled mysteriously, and immediately entered a trace of fighting spirit into the beast control flute hidden in his sleeve robe, since this flute can indirectly control the beast, so Jun Mo simply called him the beast control flute.