Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 299 Wind Attribute Affinity Consummation (22 Chapters)

If the power of the bloodline goes back to the ancestors and the power increases, what will it be like in the end?

"What kind of monster blood will Senior Brother Han transform?"

Bai Wuhen looked at Han Muye who was leaving, and whispered in his mouth.

What kind of avenue did those reckless seniors seek?

Did Han Muye follow the sky, or go against the sky?

do not know.

Smart as a fox, Bai Wuhen has no idea.

All she can do is wait.

Let's see what kind of means Han Muye can come up with.

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Han Muye and Huang Zhihu drove the one-horned rhinoceros and returned to the Bobcat tribe's camp in two days.

Walking slowly is to let Huang Fat Tiger adapt to how to control the one-horned rhinoceros in the future.

When they arrived at the Bobcat Clan's residence, the huge one-horned rhinoceros had turned into an ordinary appearance, not more than ten feet tall, with a faint jade-colored aura glowing on its body, and it also wore various colored garlands.

The wreath was made by Huang Zhihu who picked wild flowers and asked Yundi to help make it up.

The moment Han Muye stepped into the Lynx Clan's camp, countless sword lights rose from the entire clan's camp.

The flames on the altar kept flickering and seemed to be cheering.

Han Muye raised his head, and in his eyes, several spiritual lights flashed, and a ball of golden flame fell directly on the altar.

"Owner."

The bobcat Bloodline Shancang, who turned into a big cat, flew down and fell in front of Han Muye.

On its body, blue light flickered.

This is accepting the power of inheritance.

After its inheritance power is fused, the entire ethnic group will begin to inherit new fusion memories.

Lying in front of Han Muye, Shan Cang's aura kept surging, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

In Han Muye's divine treasure, the flames kept changing.

Scrambled.

Pull away from the original restlessness and recklessness in the blood of the Lynx family, and integrate into the intelligence of Tianhu.

Decompose the agility of the green fox, the speed of the mink and the clouded leopard, and transform them into new blood.

These things seem to be easy, each of which has been deduced countless times by Han Muye.

Blood fusion, if there is a mistake, the entire group will die.

On Shan Cang's body, the aura became stronger and stronger.

The original mania slowly subsided, and a wise light appeared in his eyes.

Its figure gradually turned into an illusion.

This is the manifestation of the power of the wind attribute, which puts the body between reality and illusion, protects itself to the maximum extent, and hides itself.

Lightly moving his fingers and claws, Shan Cang's body turned into a breeze, as if he was about to drift away.

Such a stature, coupled with swordsmanship means, the combat power is absolutely tyrannical.

Han Muye smiled, and looked at Shan Cang whose figure was slowly revealing.

"Hey, the big cat has an extra tail."

Huang Fat Tiger sitting on the back of the one-horned rhino made a curious sound.

At this time, behind Shan Cang, there was an extra illusory cat's tail.

Shan Cang looked excited, and bowed down to Han Muye.

"Thank you, Master, for the reward."

This extra cat tail is not only the result of the enhancement of the bloodline power and the fusion of the nine-tailed sky fox bloodline, but also represents a complete change in the bloodline power of the Lynx family.

In the future, as long as the Lynx clan practice hard, they will have the opportunity to transform into a nine-tailed civet, surpassing their ancestors in cultivation.

Getting out of the body is far from the end.

This kind of leap in blood power is just a legend in the Mystery of the Myriad Monsters.

Today, such an opportunity came to his family, of course Shan Cang was delighted.

Shan Cang spat out a jade slip, then turned into a breeze and returned to the altar.

The flame on the altar exploded, rising ten feet of flame.

One by one, the Shanmao people stepped forward and began to accept the opportunity of inheritance.

Han Muye led Huang Zhihu back to the hut, Yundi settled Huang Zhihu to rest, Han Muye took out the jade slip, and penetrated into it with his spiritual thoughts.

Not bad, in the past few days after leaving, the Lynx Clan will investigate all the forces and distribution of ethnic groups in a radius of five thousand miles.

With the current concealment methods of the Shanmao people, except for a few big clans around, they can't penetrate into it, and the other tribes have no secrets at all.

"Five hundred miles to the south, the mountain raccoon tribe of Siyun Mountain is one of the half-step heaven realm. There is a small mine vein in the tribe's residence. A Skywalker joined it three days ago."

"Five hundred and twenty miles to the west in Luotuo Valley, Qingluan tribe, one of the half-step heaven realm, good at alchemy, the tribe has a field of elixir, and five skywalkers have been besieging the Qingluan tribe with all their strength in the past few days."

"Thousands of miles away, the Baihe Mountain Spirit Pig Clan inherits the ancient power of tearing the sky in their blood. It is violent and tyrannical. There are 30,000 people in the clan. There are several strong people. There are heavenly realms. Ten Skywalkers came and were killed."

...

Messages appeared one by one, including maps of the distribution of various forces, the shapes, appearances, bloodline strength characteristics of various races, and so on.

"There are seven lynx groups within five thousand miles. They can all be merged, and the strength of the bloodlines can be integrated and improved. Perhaps, another group can emerge from the group."

"The Green Weasel family is good at alchemy, but it can be used. Let's see if it can change the blood memory and focus on alchemy."

"Spirit Pig Department," Han Muye said with a gleam in his eyes, "I'm also somewhat interested in the bloodlines inherited from ancient times."

"boom--"

Outside the hut, there was a roar.

That's because the power of the bloodline increased too fast, causing the wind to oscillate.

Sitting cross-legged on an old man in green robes in front of the altar, a cyan demonic light flickered, and a bobcat phantom appeared behind him.

The incarnation of gathering spirits, the manifestation of blood.

This is only possible if the bloodline strength is strong enough.

Half step heaven.

The Bobcat clan also has their own half-step heaven realm.

The ghostly aura outside the hut roared all night.

There are three half-step heavenly realm and seven Jindan sixth-level and above powerhouses in the Lynx tribe.

This change in strength is more than ten times stronger than before.

What's more, in the inheritance memory, the various swordsmanship and the power in the blood are not comparable to before.

When the sun rises, all the bobcats come to worship.

In blood memory, there is only one master for them, and that is Han Muye who gave them strength.

After letting the other clansmen disperse, Han Muye left behind ten strong clansmen.

Their task is to go to the garrison of the Green Weasel to help them resist the siege of Skywalker.

Then Han Muye looked at Shan Cang who was standing beside him.

"Let's go to Baihe Mountain."

Baihe Mountain?

Shan Cang was taken aback.

"Master, are we going to form an alliance with them?" It moved its long tail lightly, and said in a low voice, "The spirit pigs are tyrannical, I'm afraid they won't accept it."

"I'm interested in Tie Tianjiao's blood." Han Muye's words made Shan Cang tremble.

Instead of taking care of Shan Cang, Han Muye turned his head to look at Huang Zhihu, who had just woken up and was already doing morning exercises.

"Zhihu, foster father entrusted you with a mission, okay?"

Hearing that there was a mission, Huang Zhihu withdrew his punches and nodded expectantly.

"You stay in the tribe, teach them the articles they have learned, and test their literacy."

Han Muye smiled.

Huang Zhihu's eyes lit up: "Is it the same as Master Cui?"

Cui Helian was Huang Zhihu's enlightenment teacher.

Han Muye nodded.

"Okay." Huang Zhihu put his hands behind his back, imitated Cui Helian, walked forward, raised his hand to stroke his chest, and remembered that he didn't have that long beard, so he had to give up.

Yundi followed behind her.

Watching Huang Zhihu teach characters, Han Muye shook his head lightly.

It's just to find something for this little girl to do.

At the beginning, it was arranged to bring Huang Zhihu to the secret realm, in order to help her integrate when she met a suitable bloodline.

In this way, Huang Zhihu can save tens of hundreds of years of penance.

This little girl is his adopted daughter, and she is the second generation of top cultivators in the western borders, so naturally he wants to give her the best chance.

Now Huang Zhihu is happy eating, drinking and playing in the secret realm, but he can't neglect his studies and practice.

Moreover, most of the secret realms are monster races, and this kind of environment is not conducive to Huang Fat Tiger's growth.

Han Muye was going to get the treasure he wanted in the shortest possible time, and then leave the secret realm.

A sky crane appeared in front of Han Muye, and he stepped on the sky crane's back.

The sky crane spread its wings and walked away.

The light wind rolled by Shan Cang hovered around Tianhe's neck.

A place of thousands of miles is only a short time for Tianhe, who is good at flying and escaping.

The mountains and rocks in front are towering, like white cranes spreading their wings.

At the foot of the mountain, in the endless tribe, the evil spirit rises.

"Roar--"

With a roar, a ray of black light turned into a strong wind and directly hit the sky.

The wind was like a knife, and there was a sharp whistling in the surrounding void.

The force of coercion came, like a mountain of ten thousand jun.

This spirit pig department was really tyrannical, and they shot directly.

The sky crane spread its wings lightly, and with a flash of its body, it avoided the bombardment of the strong wind.

The sky is the world of Tianhe.

Han Muye's figure landed in the void, standing with his hands behind his back.

Shan Cang looked dignified and looked down.

A majestic demon light rose up one after another.

Among them, the strongest one had a beam of light soaring into the sky, and there was a phantom of a black-armored pig with hundreds of feet of fangs, roaring and roaring.

The Great Demon of Heaven.

There is really a great demon in the spirit pig department.

Looking at the big monster of the heavenly realm who came first, Han Muye slowly narrowed his eyes, and a sword light appeared behind him.

The Eight Treasures Ruyi turned into a long sword of blue light, arousing the sword intent of the dantian, wrapped in the purple aura of the sword light in the sea of ​​qi, and slashed all the way down.

"boom--"

The sword light collided with the beam of light and struck the pig demon Xuying's head.

The pig demon screamed, and its body turned into nothingness.

The big monster of the day realm below stopped.

Without stopping, Jian Guang cut down again.

"Block—"

With a roar, several half-step heavenly bodies slammed into Jianguang.

These figures did not voluntarily block the sword.

Their bodies rushed up uncontrollably.

"It turns out that the bloodline spirit of the spirit pig department has already merged with the great demon of the heavenly realm."

Han Muye whispered, his face remained unchanged, and the momentum of the long sword in front of him did not waver at all.

"Stab—"

The body of a half-step heavenly realm was cut off by the sword light.

imaginary.

True and false.

The half-step Heaven Realm of the Lingzhu Department has no actual combat power at all.

The sword light swept across, and the other half-step heavenly realm didn't survive three breaths.

It's no wonder that all the spirit pigs in this area can leave the heavenly realm. It turns out that all the resources and blood power are put on the great demon of the heavenly realm.

Gather the strength of a family and support one person.

Many foreign practitioners who entered the secret realm would do this.

I didn't expect the big monster in this secret realm to do the same.

"Go to hell—"

The sword light was blocked by half a step of heaven, and the great demon of heaven finally breathed a sigh of relief, screaming and roaring, his whole body shone with golden light, his head and face turned into four half-foot fangs, protruding eyes and a long mouth.

"The demonic nature of the demon body? This is because the power of the bloodline has not been fully integrated, and the power of the bloodline has affected the mind, and lost its origin."

Shan Cang whispered in horror.

In the secret realm, the power of their blood cannot escape the fate of being refined.

But most of the monster races and bloodlines are compatible with each other and complement each other.

For example, the big monster in front of him forcibly refined his bloodlines, causing conflicts between his bloodlines and his own power, and there were very few people whose whole body power was not in harmony.

No wonder this spirit pig department is so brutal.

Turning into a monster with fangs, the strength of the great demon of the day realm has increased several times, and the golden light around his body expels the aura in the void.

As if that wasn't enough, the big demon roared up to the sky, and the flame of spiritual light on the altar behind him rose.

The bodies of the members of the Spirit Pig Clan were paralyzed, and the blood and demonic energy were extracted from their bodies and poured into the altar.

Extract the origin of the blood of the family.

This method is ruthless.

Han Muye shook his head, the sword light in front of him slashed down with a bang.

The big demon in the sky roared, and the cyan light in his mouth turned into a wind blade, facing the long sword.

The magical power of tearing the sky.

The ancient alien beast tearing the sky, can control the power of wind spirit, and use the wind blade to break open the cage of heaven and earth.

Even the barrier of the vault of heaven can't stop the blow of the sky tearing jiao's supernatural power.

This monster of the spirit pig tribe obviously has the blood power of tearing the sky, and the power of this wind blade is extremely tyrannical.

"wind?"

Looking at the wind blade, Han Muye slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a breeze, surrounded by flowing clouds.

Where does the wind come from?

The change of heaven and earth.

Mountains, forests, water and fire, the changes of all things, caused the void to vibrate, and finally turned into endless wind.

That being the case, what if the wind changes again?

At this moment, Shan Cang's figure standing beside Han Muye shuddered, turning into wind, and then turning into a wind blade, and directly hit the magical power below that tearing the sky.

Wind to wind!

The wind rolls collided, the wind blades vibrated continuously, and then turned into nothingness.

Astral wind dissipated, clouds drifted and wind extinguished.

Below, the Great Demon of the Heaven Realm stared in horror, watching the long sword descending from the sky, splitting his body in half with one blow.

"Boom—"

On the altar, flames rose.

The body of Shan Cang, who had turned into a breeze, crashed directly onto the altar.

In the entire Lingzhu tribe, all the clansmen were prostrate on the ground, their aura surged and weakened continuously.

Without the blessing of Tie Tianjiao's bloodline, these spirit pig clans are nothing more than an unusual group.

Half an hour later, the flames exploded, and the Sancang with three tails behind him transformed into Baizhang, stepped out with a single step, and there was a low growl from his mouth.

Han Muye's body was intertwined with wind and clouds, and spiritual light surged.

The wind attribute is friendly and complete.

Comprehending the power of the ancient beast's bloodline, Han Muye finally raised his wind affinity to the full level.

Now he uses the Liaoyuan swordsmanship that combines wind and fire, and his combat power can be increased several times.

"Let's go, go back and send someone to search this tribe's resident to see if there is anything useful."

The blood power of the spirit pig tribe was fused by Shan Cang, and the power of this tribe declined infinitely.

Of course, the resources in the tribe must be seized.

Shan Cang has been attracted by the power of blood, and more than a thousand strong men of the Lynx clan are on their way quietly.

Han Muye flew and landed on Tianhe's back.

The sky crane hovered and blew softly.

"In the White Crane Mountain, is there the power of blood that you want?" Han Muye turned his head to look at the rock that looked like a white crane with wings spread.

There was a flash of inspiration around him, and figures of sky cranes appeared one after another.

These sky cranes are all sleeping in the sky crane space of the sky crane wings, and they are slowly cultivating.

As soon as the figures of Tianhe appeared, they all raised their necks and slammed into the rocks of Baihe Mountain.

"Boom—"

The bloody streamer stained the rocks.

The blood essence on Tianhe's head can increase the fusion of the blood of the monster race.

This is the treasure.

Seeing the sky cranes bumping into rocks, blood wasted, Han Muye frowned.

But he didn't stop.

He could feel that power was recovering on Baihe Mountain.

This power has a heart-pounding depth.

That is the powerful space power.

This power came from the same body as the Sky Crane Wing controlled by Han Muye.

Ancient blood?

Heavenly Crane Inheritance?

interesting.

"boom--"

The rocks of Baihe Mountain exploded and collapsed, and a huge white crane appeared.

Around the white crane, the blood-stained sky crane lingered and mourned.

Bai He stared at Han Muye.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

This white crane has no wings.