The reason why Fang Yun would come up with this strange spell was also a source.

Back then, Fang Yun broke into the Mayan Secret Realm and once encountered the extremely strange Yin Emperor of the Ghost Clan, who was holding a nine-tailed white fox in his arms.

The Yin Emperor was extremely difficult, and what impressed Fang Yun the most was undoubtedly the White Fox Nine-Tails' ability to substitute death.

In that battle, the Yin Emperor encountered Fang Yun who was killed again and again.

But he used the white fox nine-tails to die again and again.

Fang Yun's cultivation advice to the old fox was that the nine-tails would die instead.

Once the old fox successfully cultivates the Flower Transfer, then in the future, he will also have a great chance of realizing the death of the Nine-Tails.

At present, the white fox has generated five tails, and once the old fox has achieved cultivation, it is equivalent to having six lives.

Of course, because the Hundred Clans Battlefield did not have the spell of Flower Grafting, and Fang Yun did not have it, this required the old fox himself to seriously ponder it when he was cultivating and fighting, which was also a big problem.

In other words, such a difficult task, if it is handed over to Da Xiong, he will definitely stop cooking.

But it was just right for the old fox, after getting Fang Yun's hint, the old fox had already looked at the white fox's tail thoughtfully.

Seeing his eyes, Fang Yun couldn't help but smile.

The tail of the nine-tailed sky fox really has a special secret, and as soon as he said this, the old fox should have a feeling, and it seems that the transfer of flowers and trees should be done.

Whether he can cultivate to the extreme and become a substitute for death depends on his creation.

Fang Yun proposed a cultivation method to his companions, and of course he would also practice.

However, at present, Fang Yun's Earth Escape Technique still needs to be further proficient, and he has not seen a spell he particularly likes, plus it also takes more time to cultivate and polish, so there is no spell to learn for the time being.

Fang Yun planned to go around the star network to see if he could learn more and stronger spells, and then solidify them into his own supernatural powers.

According to Fang Yun's suggestion, the clan monks all went to start learning new techniques.

Fang Yun, on the other hand, continued to polish his cultivation and was ready to take this opportunity to go around the Star Network.

Just when Fang Yun was about to drive the Star Button into the Star Network, it was very unexpected, but it was reasonable, the other members of the Great Barbarian Clan's team returned from the battlefield.

The Great Barbarian Clan, the name of Fang Yun's team of barbarian genius cultivators.

However, after arriving at the battlefield of the Hundred Tribes, the Great Barbarian Clans were actually split into two parts, one part followed the Barbarian Thousand Beasts, took the normal path, and acted according to the rules of the battlefield.

The Storm Troopers chose to be self-reliant.

The road is different, and there is little time for everyone to get together.

In the past year, the monks of the same barbarian team have met only a handful of times.

Now that the May Sun Day is coming, the battlefield is very dangerous, and the number of times the two sides return to the camp has increased, it is normal for them to meet each other.

Fang Yun heard the sound outside the attic and paused to enter the Star Net.

At this time, the voice of the funeral flower came over: "Huh, you didn't fall into the battlefield, and you actually came back?" It's really rare, come on, let me introduce you, this one in front of you, but a one-and-a-half-star monk Baizhan senior brother, is not talented, and he is lucky to become a one-star monk......"

The corners of Fang Yun's mouth curled up slightly.

One-star monk!

Isn't it a bit funny to show off in front of the Storm Clan?

If it is a storm bear or a storm tiger outside, with the personalities of the two of them, they will definitely show their starlight at this time, let the strength speak, and deter them.

But at this time, it was the storm fox who met the funeral flowers.

This old fox is a very low-key master, and besides, he clearly remembered that Fang Yun said that he wanted to keep a low profile, so he didn't care much and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Funeral Flower and Senior Brother Baizhan, they are amazing, they have become a one-star monk so quickly, it seems that within five years, it will be easy to achieve a three-star battle general, congratulations." ”

The funeral flowers laughed out loud.

In the midst of laughter, Zhan Biao's clear voice came out: "You guys are in good condition, you haven't joined the team, it's difficult for novices to mix, you can survive the battlefield of the hundred clans, it should be considered very good." ”

Storm Fox said sincerely: "Thank you Senior Brother Zhan, our team is still mixing well, and has achieved some good results, but many of them have returned." ”

Zhan Biao said loudly again: "Well, this is a good feeling, you have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time and have accumulated some experience, otherwise this is the case? Senior Brother Baizhan, now the battlefield is in urgent need of manpower, and they also need to be tempered and tempered, it is recommended that they be included in the battle team and go to the real battlefield to see and learn?"

Storm Fox said softly: "It's not a big deal, it's better not to trouble Senior Brother Qianxi." ”

Fuhua laughed presumptuously: "You shouldn't have entered the real battlefield, right? Tell you, the real battlefield, that is, the elite of the hundred clans in it, the meat grinder that hunts, if you don't have any starlight now, you can't attract the attention of the hostile camp, with your cultivation, you will definitely be cannon fodder in cannon fodder......

Outside, Storm Fox was still communicating with his companions from the Great Barbarian Clan.

Here, in the room, Fang Yun's heart couldn't help but move, remembering Ling Tian's general's prompt.

The battlefield of grinding meat is a mixture of all races, among which there are monks from opposing camps who are fighting in it.

Well, this area is actually a real star-skimming battlefield.

There are not only fierce beasts inside, but even more terrifying are monks.

He may be a little arrogant and a little eyeless, but he is right about one thing.

The ground meat battlefield, this is the real battlefield of the hundred tribes, and if you enter it, it will definitely be dangerous.

Fang Yun thought about it for a moment, and immediately understood.

On the five sunny days of the Hundred Clans Battlefield, especially in the last few months, before the fierce beasts hibernate and sleep, it will be quite dangerous, and the battle will be extremely fierce.

At the same time, the elites of the hundred ethnic groups also gathered on the battlefield and fought desperately for their exploits.

In other words, Fang Yun had already been exposed to these materials before, but in Fang Yun's plan, if the Storm Clan wanted to enter the Meat Grinding Battlefield, it should be five years later.

Unexpectedly, now the funeral flower took this to show off in front of the team.

So, can the Storm Troopers enter the meat grinder battlefield? Is there a need to enter such a dangerous meat grinder battlefield?

The Storm Squad is already an all-three-star warrior team.

Entering the battlefield, it is definitely qualified.

At the same time, the monks of the Storm Clan, everyone has three stars, and they will definitely become the target of many people to plunder the starlight.

To be precise, it should be the best target for many monks to plunder Starlight.

A team, or a novice team that has just entered the battlefield, is actually three stars for everyone.

What is this concept?

It's like a good baby who has just learned to walk, holding a big gold nugget in his hand and swaggering through the market.

It is conceivable that once the Storm Clan enters the battlefield of the Hundred Clans Fighting for Hegemony, the resistance they encounter will definitely be considerable.

The situation will be extremely dangerous.

However, there are always two sides to the story.

The danger of the storm team entering the battlefield for hegemony must be very dangerous, but at the same time, it is not worrying that no one will find the door, as long as the strength is strong enough, reaping the merits of battle, and getting the starlight, it is also possible.

Of course, this is quite a dangerous thing, especially Yang Jian and Lao Hu, who are slightly weaker, to dominate the battlefield, then they have to be cautious and trembling.

Perhaps, after two years of accumulation, everyone will go to the battlefield of the hundred clans to fight for hegemony, which will be safer.

Fang Yun thought about it for a while, outside, the old fox had already said politely to Zhan Biao: "Thank you Senior Brother Zhan for your concern, I will transfer your opinion to the team, whether you go or not, I must thank you." ”

Zhan Biao said with some sighs: "They are all monks of the same race, there is nothing to thank or thank, I just hope that you can advance faster, otherwise, as soon as the fifth year arrives, you will have to go home." ”

From the beginning to the end, the barbarians are very arrogant and have no words. I really didn't mean to put the Storm Troopers in my eyes.

What's interesting is that in fact, the rest of the Storm Clan has already heard the conversation outside, but they all seem to have not heard it, and they are still cultivating separately, and they have no intention of coming out to say hello.

With a smile on his face, Storm Fox watched a few arrogant barbarian monks go up to the second floor, then turned around, gently closed the door on the first floor, thought thoughtfully, and said as if to himself: "Do you want to go? What do you think?"

Lao Hei's voice came out first: "Hair removal, this hot day, how cool it is at home, this dog feels ......"

Before the words fell, Yang Jian kicked him on the ass.

Lao Heiwang screamed and protested: "Little lamb, you are not allowed to kick your ass......"

Before the others could express their opinions, one man and one dog had already made a fuss.

A few people upstairs heard the movement below, and they really didn't understand who the old black who was speaking, but they only felt that this storm team was unreliable.