Chapter 0308: Black Flame Tribe, Six Divine Powerhouses (Three Watches)
The Black Flame Tribe has a deep friendship with the Heavenly Injury Helm, not because of Ying Wuya's personal charm, but because the Black Flame Tribe has a request for the Heavenly Injury Divider.
Specifically, the Black Flame Tribe has an elixir that seeks to divide the rudder from the heavenly wounds.
Since the Black Flame Tribe has asked for the rudder of the Heavenly Injury, then the Black Flame Tribe will definitely not hesitate to do this little thing. What's more, this matter is also related to whether the two businesses can continue to maintain in the future.
In the wilderness, other products are very abundant, and the output of elixir is not small. However, because there are countless large and small ethnic groups in the Savage Land, the demand for elixir is several times greater than that of the four continents.
Therefore, the elixir is a sought-after item in the wilderness. In the wilderness, the forces that can basically achieve self-sufficiency are all big tribes and big clans.
Like Guoyan Buti, in the entire wilderness, it is at most a third-rate tribe. But in the circle of the third layer of savagery, the Black Flame Tribe is still the number one tribe.
Even so, the Black Flame Tribe's demand for elixir is still very large. A tribe can range from hundreds of thousands to millions, tens of millions, or even a super tribe with a population of hundreds of millions.
With such a large ethnic group, the demand for elixir is huge, which can be imagined.
These tribal forces are different from the four continents. Each of the four continents has a population of more than 100 million. However, with a population of more than 100 million, most of them are ordinary people, not monks.
But the tribal forces are different, and each tribe, anyone who has no cultivation talent after birth, will all be eaten, and will definitely not stay.
Those who can stay are all somewhat gifted in cultivation.
Therefore, the tribal people of the Savage Land can be said to be all soldiers. All of them are cultivators.
Although the Savage Lands are not necessarily more numerous than the four continents in terms of total population, the Savage Lands are at least three or five times as large as the four continents in terms of the number of monks.
While Murong and the others were chasing at full speed, suddenly Murong stretched out his hand and grabbed a spirit talisman of transmission, opened it and saw that Murong was overjoyed.
"My lord, what do you say?"
Murong smiled leisurely: "The Black Yan tribe attaches great importance to it, and the tribal chief ordered Xiao Yan, the number one powerhouse under him, to go out, and together with several major tribes around him, a total of six supernatural powerhouses were dispatched. Especially Xiao Yan, with his strong strength, I am not sure that I can win him!"
"Six supernatural powerhouses, haha, good!" a hint of excitement appeared on Donglong's face.
The others burst out laughing.
There are six Divine Powers Realm, and on their side, there are five Divine Powers Realm. Clip these two sides, and still make that guy into a meatloaf?
"This time, this guy is dead!" Sharp Bear was full of confidence.
Murong smiled faintly and said, "Everyone, be vigilant, don't let this guy slip back the way he came from under our noses." When the time comes, the joke will be big. β
"Haha, it's absolutely impossible to slip back the way we came right under our noses!" Nanying had a hint of confidence.
Murong smiled faintly and waved his hand, "Let's go!"
Another three days passed, and Ren Cangqiong knew that his trip had gone deep into the wilderness for at least hundreds of thousands of miles. But even so, this position is only between the first and second weight of the desolate concubine.
"This wild place is really big enough. It's completely different from my East Huangzhou. "Ren Cangqiong these days, in addition to running away, he is also a little leisurely, observing the customs along the way, passing by many large and small tribes, and also carefully observing.
"Savage Land! It seems that the wind of cultivation is very strong. Even the children of poor families have the qualifications to cultivate, and it seems that the distinction between high and low is not so obvious. β
"However, this wild place is indeed bloody. "Along the way, Ren Cangqiong has seen several bloody battles between tribes.
Grab the land, grab the resources, grab the women. All kinds of scrambles, extremely bloody. Their struggles usually end with one side killing the other.
It is rare that there is a situation where you stop fighting, or you don't fight, or you have to fight to separate life and death.
"Savage land, more savage, more direct. It's all the jungle. There is no talk of harmony between tribes, nor can we talk about unity. Tribes under the rule of large tribes, large tribes swallow up smaller tribes. This, like the four continents, is an eternal truth. β
Ren Cangqiong sighed in his heart, but it was an eye-opener.
After continuous flight, Xiaobai didn't feel tired at all. It seems that swallowing two golden pills has also greatly improved Xiaobai's Qi God. ...,
Ren Cangqiong is not in a hurry, he is fighting to support war. The enemy is always threatening behind his ass, but it can stimulate his desire to cultivate and become the motivation for him to cultivate harder.
Sitting on Xiaobai's back every day, Ren Cangqiong is not only cultivating, but also cultivating.
The body shaping of the immortal emperor qi is very terrifying. After entering the Jindan, Ren Cangqiong's dantian realm has obviously improved several times.
Cultivating "Jiuyang Mahamudra" became more and more handy.
Before, Ren Cangqiong could only simulate one shape, condensing a virtual handprint with immortal emperor qi. Now, he's been able to make a solid mark with ease.
It's just that although the attack power of a real seal is strong, it does not have the destructive power and does not possess overwhelming domineering.
"If I can be promoted to the Eighth Rank Golden Pill, this Nine Yang Great Mudra should be able to condense two in one go. With two big mudras, the strength can be at least doubled. Two palms on top of each other, whether it is power or speed, it is said to increase exponentially. Against that Murong, it is not that there is no chance of winning at all. β
Ren Cangqiong is very clear about the mystery of this "Jiuyang Mahamudra", this Damura, from one to nine. The higher your realm, the more handprints you can condense in one breath, and the more domineering and powerful the attacks will be.
In the end, as soon as the Jiuyang Great Mudra was patted out, the nine Great Mudras were like Jiuyang hanging high, forming a heavy hot sun stacked waves, and the attack power, I am afraid that the avenue-level powerhouses will have to drink a pot.
Of course, that's all for later.
Ren Cangqiong's current cultivation can only condense a substantial big mudra. I don't know how many steps I have to take from that Jiuyang.
Jiuyang hangs high, not only to condense nine big mudras, but also to condense into a formation to form a stacked wave attack.
Combine the nine large mudras into a whole, reaching a super attack power of 9981 times.
"It's a pity that in a short period of time, I can't enter the Eighth Turning Golden Pill. This Jiuyang Damudra can't go any further, it's difficult to defeat the group of opponents in front of you and kill this group of opponents. β
Although Ren Cangqiong was annoyed, he was not depressed. His cultivation speed is perverted enough.
The road should be taken step by step, and the meal should be eaten one bite at a time. He was able to reach this point in a short period of time, even after being reborn, which was unimaginable at first.
All chances are as if they were destined.
Therefore, Ren Cangqiong has a very good mentality, and it is rare to have such a group of opponents to sharpen themselves.
"Well, there seems to be a high mountain ahead, and the spiritual power is good. Let's take a break. Xiaobai, go!"
Xiaobai's vibrating wings cut through the sky, and the beautiful purple lone line looks smooth, like a rainbow after the rain, moving and dazzling.
At this moment, Ren Cangqiong's heart suddenly throbbed, and then, a strong sense of crisis hit his heart. This sense of crisis is ten times heavier than the sense of crisis that Donglong and Beixiong caught up with earlier!
Ren Cangqiong had already faintly smelled an aura of conspiracy, an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if there was something in the sky and the earth waiting for him.
He knew that it must be the super sensing power of the Immortal Emperor Qi that made him subconsciously sense the crisis. Moreover, this crisis is unprecedentedly strong since his debut.
Shout!
Whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Six consecutive air currents rushed out from the distant mountains, and six powerful air currents, supporting six barbarian powerhouses, rose to the sky.
Behind these six air currents, various image totems are condensed, giving people an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
Wild and strong, only when they cultivate to the realm of divine powers, will they have divine power totems. The totem condensed behind this is actually the secret magic of the barbarian powerhouse.
A man of about thirty in the center, with a grim expression, a faint scar on his forehead, a messy hair, fluttering in the wind, wearing a red and black robe, looking fierce and cold.
"Stranger, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way for you to break in. Have you strangers not heard that once you enter the wilderness, it will be difficult to turn back for the rest of your life?"
Ren Cangqiong was also secretly surprised, and the people in front of him turned out to be six supernatural powerhouses. Faintly, Ren Cangqiong felt a hint of conspiracy.
He came here, there is no trace, how could this wild and powerful man suddenly gather here to intercept him?
Although Ren Cangqiong was in danger, he was not flustered, and said lightly: "Who is Your Excellency, and what does it have to do with the rudder injury that day?"
The man with the scar laughed: "Okay, it's really a smart man." Now that you know everything, we won't hide it from you. I, Xiao Yan, am the chief god of war of the Black Flame Tribe, and I am entrusted to take your head. β
Ren Cangqiong was stunned in his heart, and secretly scolded the heavenly wounds for being shameless, and sure enough, there was collusion with the barbarian tribe, but his expression was blank, and he asked lightly: "I heard that the barbarian tribe has always been arrogant and arrogant, and there is no one in his eyes. But I don't know, how can a mere natural rudder drive all the supernatural powerhouses to be their lackeys?"
"Bold!"
Several powerful people on the opposite side all shouted and cursed.
Xiao Yan waved his hand, his expression was evil and leisurely: "You know our barbarian tribe. But you strangers have a good saying, that money can make ghosts grind. Our savage tribe, as long as there is a benefit, occasionally a little help, is still happy to help. As for the lackeys, do you think they are just a good rudder and qualified to be our lackeys?"
Ren Cangqiong's mind turned sharply, but he said: "In this way, presumably the Heavenly Injury Rudder has sold a lot of elixirs to your mother's tribe over the years. β
"Haha, smart, really smart people!" Xiao Yan's face suddenly sank, and he said gloomily, "It's a pity, smart people generally die early." β
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