Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 291 Change the power of the bloodline and integrate into the inheritance of swordsmanship (22 chapters)

The big cat named Shancang in front of him began to talk about it, from the wilderness to the Skywalker, from the last bloody battle, to the ferocity of the beaver clan.

Han Muye could see that the power of the bloodline was gradually weakening, and after being mixed, the memory in it seemed to be degraded.

"You can see that only by continuous pure fusion can the bloodline strength become stronger, and in turn, it will become weaker and weaker, and your own tribe will eventually perish."

"Skywalker who enters the secret realm has two choices. First, take away the blood. I don't know how to deal with it."

"Second, help purify the bloodline power and participate in the battle of ten thousand demons."

After Shan Cang finished speaking, he looked at Han Muye.

Skywalker is every practitioner who falls into the secret realm.

According to what Shan Cang said, the Myriad Monsters Secret Realm can attract nearly a hundred worlds that inherit the blood of the Monster Race, and as long as there is the blood of the Monster Race, the secret realm can be opened.

Perhaps, the monster races in these worlds originally came out of the wild star field behind the mystical realm of ten thousand monsters.

"If you want to take away the blood power, I can give it to you now, and then you leave quickly."

"The strong men of the lynx tribe will come soon, and the lynx tribe without blood power will become their food."

Shan Cang was lying on the stone bench, with a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

The tribe that took away the guardianship of the blood is basically doomed.

In fact, the more vicious method should be to kill the entire tribe directly, and use the blood sacrifices of these monster clan members to refine the power of the bloodline.

"Skywalker who enters the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Monsters once every thousand years will launch a Ten Thousand Monsters Contest, right?" Han Muye looked at Shan Cang.

Shan Cang nodded: "Yes, their target is the Wan Yao Ling."

"Who doesn't want to rule all the monster clans and become the real master of all monsters?"

Shan Cang squinted his eyes and lay there: "The last master of all monsters is Duan Jiuxiao."

Duan Jiuxiao, the former owner of Myriad Monsters Secret Realm.

Hearing Duan Jiuxiao's name, Xiang Lingshuang's eyes widened.

The little white fox looked up, then lowered his head, and gnawed on another fruit.

Han Muye smiled.

"Okay, then we will also participate in this battle of ten thousand monsters."

Hearing Han Muye's words, Shan Cang's bright eyes showed surprise.

Han Muye knew that Shan Cang had selfish intentions.

To participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Monsters, one needs to constantly integrate the power in one's hands.

Shan Cang wanted to use the hands of Han Muye and the others to enhance the power of the Shanmao clan and purify his own blood.

Even if the Ten Thousand Monsters Contest fails, Shan Cang and the Lynx family behind it can still get a lot of benefits.

The most powerful bloodline inherited by Shan Cang is the out of the body in the heavenly realm. This kind of ethnic group was also at the lowest level in the original Manghuang Starfield.

In the past, Skywalker would choose a strong race for cultivation, and would not look at a weak race like the Bobcats.

For Han Muye, it doesn't matter where he chooses to start participating in the battle of ten thousand monsters.

What he has to do is to quickly find out the distribution of forces in this mystical realm of ten thousand monsters.

Those big clans may have a better understanding of the situation in the Ten Thousand Monsters Secret Realm, and those monster clans that are directly drawn by their powerful blood will have an inherent advantage.

For example, the Jiaolong clan, and those clans with strong bloodlines in the Southern Wilderness.

Han Muye was a little curious as to where the spirit armor monsters would be led.

Does the bloodline power of their family also have a bloodline source in the wild star field?

These are relatively far away, if you want to come, you can see them when the demons are fighting for the front.

What Han Muye has to do now is to resist the conquest of the lynx clan, gather the lynx clan, and increase their bloodline strength.

Also, help the little white fox and Xiang Lingshuang find the power of their bloodline.

The human race should also get in touch, at least to pay attention to the safety of the practitioners in Western Xinjiang.

"Since the master is willing to participate in the Battle of Ten Thousand Monsters, I will give you this township weapon of the Lynx clan."

As Shan Cang said, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of him, and a short black blade with a length of one foot landed in front of Han Muye.

Shan Cang was clever enough to see that Han Muye was the one in charge of this business.

This short blade is similar to those in the hands of the Lynx tribe, but there is a faint evil spirit coming from it.

Han Muye stretched out his hand to hold the short blade, and a sword energy penetrated into it.

"Om—"

With a shake of the short blade, the sword energy broke through the barrier and poured in.

Various messages came from Han Muye's mind.

This short blade is made from the ribs of a strong man of the Lynx tribe, and it can have remnants of the power of the strong man, which can help the user increase a little bit of combat power.

This short blade is roughly equivalent to a half-spiritual weapon peak.

After all, there are only more than ten thousand people in this Shanmao tribe, and a few strong men among them are not strong enough to build a foundation.

However, the combat power of the monster clan is not all based on cultivation, but more on the display of blood power.

A newly born Flood Dragon Clan, the blood power can already crush many races.

From the short blade, Han Muye got some unexpected surprises.

The bobcats are good at hiding and are very fast.

They cover their aura, as long as they don't attack, it is difficult for outsiders to detect it.

This is the most suitable blood force for inquiring and passing on news.

Still can, repair the sword.

Short and light in stature, but able to attack silently, this kind of bloodline cultivator's assassination sword is really wonderful.

"Give me the power of your blood."

Putting down the dagger, Han Muye opened his mouth and said.

Shan Cang opened his mouth, and a golden drop of blood emerged.

Han Muye raised his hand to hold the blood bead, a golden halo appeared in his eyes.

Perceive the power of the blood, and at the same time condense the memory in it.

If his spirit is not strong enough, he may not be able to do this.

But his soul already exists beyond the power of the blood bead, so it is not difficult to change the power of inheritance in the blood bead.

After a hundred breaths, a faint sword intent appeared in the blood bead.

"Reopen the altar and spread the inheritance."

Handing back the blood beads, Han Muye spoke in a deep voice.

Shan Cang swallowed the blood with his mouth open, his whole body trembled, and a golden sword light appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Han Muye in horror.

It's hard to imagine that Han Muye actually changed the memory in the bloodline inheritance.

The strength required for this completely surpassed their entire race.

Moreover, in the new inheritance, there are several lines about swordsmanship.

The sword of close combat, the sword of flying to hide its whereabouts, and the means of controlling the sword with qi.

These are all incomparably in line with the blood power of their Lynx family.

With such means, the combat power of the Lynx clan will be countless times stronger!

"Shan Cang, thank you Master for the reward."

The big cat bowed its head towards Han Muye, and then appeared on the tribal altar in a flash.

For Shan Cang, Han Muye changed everything about the bloodline inheritance memory by changing it.

Han Muye incorporated the memory of the inheritance, and thus controlled their bloodline.

From now on, Han Muye will be the absolutely obedient master of this bobcat clan.

"Roar--"

A low growl came out, and the Bobcats walked towards the altar and sat down cross-legged.

Above their heads, a blood-colored light and shadow emerged.

This is accepting a new inheritance.

Countless spiritual lights intertwined, turning into the phantom of a ten-foot-big blood-colored lynx.

In the phantom eyes of the lynx, there was a sword light.

This lynx already has the shadow of a tiger.

Tracing back to ancient times, maybe the Bobcats and the Tiger Clan really have some kind of connection.

Standing in the thatched hut, Han Muye narrowed his eyes looking at the phantom of the lynx.

He saw a lot of secrets in this bobcat.

A trace of the blood of the Tiger clan, and many other mixed forces.

The monster clan in Myriad Monsters Secret Realm devours various bloodlines to improve their own bloodlines, and unknowingly, the power of various bloodlines blends together.

Purification or blending is a way.

In practice, there are many options.

"boom--"

In the distance, there was a roar.

Phantoms of qi and blood emerged.

The strong man of the beaver tribe.

Xiang Lingshuang stood up and bent slightly so as not to turn over the thatched roof.

"Senior Brother Han, may I go and see?"

The breath of power coming from there is much thicker than that of the Lynx tribe.

Han Muye shook his head, said with a light smile, "I want to see if they are qualified to be sword cultivators."

The direction he was looking at was the position of the altar in front of him.

The Lynx tribe stood up one by one, holding short blades in their hands, and their figures turned into a black phantom, which quietly disappeared.

If Han Muye hadn't controlled the inheritance of the Bobcat clan, he wouldn't have noticed where these Bobcat clan members went.

A look of surprise appeared on Xiang Lingshuang's face.

In the thatched hut, the white fox lying on the long desk also looked up at Han Muye.

In the distance, a group of beaver tribes wearing half-body black armor rushed towards the tribe's garrison, full of energy and blood.

The power displayed by these beavers is the foundation-building combat power.

With the strength of these bobcats, they can completely crush the entire bobcat group.

No wonder the previous tribe could only be a vassal of the beaver clan.

"kill--"

The beaver tribe master who was running at the forefront shouted and roared, and swung the long-handled battle ax in his hand, causing wind blades to strike towards the tribe's garrison.

It was only when he shouted loudly that his expression suddenly changed.

A gray and black figure appeared five feet away in front of him, holding a short black blade, and stabbed him in the chest with one blow.

"Stab—"

The short blade pierced the black armor, bringing out a stream of sparks.

The complexion of the beaver clan strongman was pale with fear at first, and then flushed with rage.

He was actually stabbed by a weak bobcat clan!

"Go to hell—"

The long ax in his hand was raised high.

At this moment, three short blades flashed from his armpits and neck!

Blood splashes!

This strong man of the Beaver tribe who possessed more than five levels of foundation-building power was assassinated just like that!

The streaks of blood turned into nothingness, obviously collected by the surrounding Bobcats.

In Myriad Monsters Secret Realm, beheading a powerful enemy can absorb the power of the opponent's blood.

This is the fastest way to increase your cultivation base and combat power.

This is also the most dangerous reason in the Myriad Monsters Secret Realm.

As long as you kill, you can gain power.

But this also happened to protect the continuation of many weak races.

The powerful races, the strong ones, disdain to kill the weak ones.

Get no real benefit.

"Not bad." Seeing a clean assassination, Han Muye said softly.

Xiang Lingshuang didn't seem to dare to believe it, and stood there in a daze.

If these Bobcats had such combat power before, he would have to spend a lot of energy.

Assassinating the beaver strong is just the beginning.

One by one, the Lynx clan members walked out of the garrison, turned into black phantoms, and rushed to the battlefield.

Their speed is faster and their movements are weirder.

Someone approached, and the short blade in his hand cut through the wrist tendons of the strong man of the beaver clan with a single crosscut, and then made a forward stab, and the short blade pierced the gap between the chest and abdomen armor.

Someone raised his hand, and the short blade flew out, circling in mid-air, sweeping the necks of several strong beavers, bringing out bloody flowers.

fencing.

Killing skills.

The bloody light at this time is alluring, and every rise is the passing of a life.

Huang Zhihu bit his lip, as if he didn't dare to look at it, but he seemed to be attracted by the flashing sword light.

Xiang Lingshuang stood there, clenched his fists, and murmured, "If you kill someone like this, you won't get blood on your hands..."

During a cup of tea, more than a thousand masters of the beaver clan were beheaded.

All the Lynx people who made the shot were full of energy and blood, and several of them had a sudden light on their heads.

This is the appearance of the improvement of the realm of cultivation.

Introducing the power of qi and blood into the body and beheading powerful enemies, at this moment, these Lynx people are no longer the low-level race that was enslaved by other races before.

When the last panicked beaver clan master was overtaken by a flash of sword light and cut his spine into pieces, cheers erupted on the battlefield.

Many Bobcat clansmen knelt on the ground, their faces flushed.

The beaver clan that enslaved them was defeated so easily.

"Boom—"

On the altar in the center of the tribe, a flame rose.

The golden flame exudes a golden-red halo, and warm light shines out.

All the Lynx people bathed in the radiance of this flame were filled with energy and blood.

Increased bloodline power!

At this moment, all the Bobcats in the tribe felt that the power of their blood had changed.

Strength, speed, and even longevity.

The improvement of bloodline strength is all-round.

Shan Cang's figure floated on the altar, with golden demon patterns flashing all over his body,

It's much stronger than before.

With a movement of his body, Shan Cang landed in front of Han Muye.

"Master, do you need us to attack the beaver clan here?"

Devouring the power of the opponent's blood can enhance one's own strength.

Shan Cang has long wanted to attack and kill the mountain raccoon.

Now that the strength of the entire ethnic group has been improved, it can no longer hold back the restlessness in its heart.

The Yaozu is like this, they often act according to the power in their bloodlines.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, looking at the flames on the altar.

In that flame, a trace of power came back.

As the controller of bloodline power, Han Muye can also benefit from this great victory.

It seems that many powerful monster clans benefited from the secret realm, soaring to the sky because of the increase in bloodline power.

"Go." Han Muye waved his hand, then turned to look at Xiang Lingshuang: "Go and hold the line, there might be hidden strong men in the beaver clan."

A blush flashed across Xiang Lingshuang's face, he hesitated and nodded.

Han Muye saw that he had never killed before, so he let him follow on purpose.

This kid is strong enough, but he is too kind.

If you want to go far on the road of cultivation, how can you not have blood on your hands?

Eight thousand Bobcats quietly left the station.

When it was dark, these people returned quietly, full of blood.

When they set foot on the tribe's resident, the flames on the altar lingered and turned into a ten-foot-long flame that shone through the night.

A vigorous blood force rushed into Han Muye's body.

"It seems that several kinds of sword skills can be integrated into the blood."

Looking at the flames on the altar, Han Muye spoke in a low voice.

In one day, the combat power of these Bobcats increased tenfold.

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