On the edge of the river.

"Get up!"

A serrated fish was swung hard by Fang Yuan and came to the shore.

Its scales are bright and its teeth are sharp, revealing a cruel atmosphere. The most important thing is that the fish body is already one person long, so it can definitely be considered the king of serrated fish.

At this time, it landed on the ground, and its tail bounced violently, and it rushed towards Yue and Fang Yuan.

"court death!"

Fang Yuan pulled out the Black Black Sword and slashed hard.

Suddenly, the serrated fish king's head fell off. Not only that, several hidden secret forces instantly invaded its brain, internal organs and other key points, completely annihilated the fish's vitality.

‘The chaotic cloak, the three levels of hidden power!’

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan couldn't help but nodded silently.

‘The chaotic cloak sword technique has nine levels of dark power. Only by practicing it to the ninth level can it be considered a great success. But after this, there should be a realm, that is, the nine levels of dark power are combined into one, and the power is greatly increased! This is the peak of ordinary people!’

Since you are ordinary, you will naturally become extraordinary and saints!

How high is his vision? He immediately saw that the unfinished meaning of the sword technique of the chaotic cloak is: "If you want to be extraordinary and saint, you must start from the spirit, and there is a vague description in the sword technique. You must master the 'sword thought'!"

Wherever your thoughts come, there is no way to stop them, and wherever your mind is invincible!

The so-called sword thought is the unity of man and sword!

People and swords are not distinguished from each other. The swords in their hands are just like their own hands and feet. This is how you can enter the house and hope to reach a higher level!

"The second level of the inheritance land is to pass the level and detect combat power. The inheritance spirit, let's call it that first. Since I have given these things, it is obvious that I must practice the Chaos Cloak Sword Technique to the limit and cooperate with the Black Black Sword to have the possibility of breaking through! If I can't break through, I can still rely on the ground-exit talisman to save my life!"

The rules of this world are different from before.

It is rare to have a secret book. Even if it is not a totem cultivation, Fang Yuan can only continue to climb upwards along this one.

‘It’s a pity… I used swords before, but now I use swords instead…’

"swallow!"

Next to him, Yue sat cross-legged, and the moon rabbit totem appeared. After absorbing the bloodline essence of the fish king, he stood up and said excitedly: "I have finally been promoted to the middle stage of the plundering realm."

"Is it mid-term? The fourth-grade totem is indeed in demand."

Fang Yuan stared at the battle patterns that appeared on Yue’s body: “How is it? What are your abilities?”

"Although I can't show all-body ceratops like Nether, it can also condense ice and protect most of the key points!" Yue closed her eyes, and a layer of ice armor appeared on her arms.

"Moon Rabbit, it's indeed a totem like Han and Shui!" Fang Yuan nodded: "We can go back!"

During this period, while helping Yue kill the fish beast, he also absorbed a lot of bloodline spirits. In addition, the three-tailed Fox beast has quietly advanced to the late stage of the plundering realm.

However, this strength was hidden by him as a trump card.

'Speaking of this, if Yue is willing to cooperate with me now, I will be confident of challenging the eight-legged crocodile beast!' Fang Yuan was worried about the shame of being chased and running wildly: "It's a pity... Yue will not agree, let alone a barbarian arrow is staring at him in secret."

After the cultivation level is improved, the feeling of being peeped at will becomes even stronger.

Therefore, Fang Yuan retained a lot of strength even during hunting.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Yue suddenly realized it and clenched her fists: "I want to take revenge on Ming!"

...

"Very good. In this trial, except for one death, everyone survived and the totem was promoted! You are all hopes in the tribe!"

Mangu stood on the platform, holding a bone staff, and said with relief: "Ming, you are the first to come back, so I will give you this bottle of 'Bloodline Pill'!"

"Thank you, the High Priest!"

Ming looked excited and stepped forward to take it.

"And... I also want to give you the surname Man. From today on, you will be the blood warrior of my Feiman tribe, Man Ming!"

The priest of the barbarian bone laughed and said.

"It's actually a pill!"

The other boys below seemed to have green light in their eyes.

There are many people who are brave and fierce in the barbarians, but there are very few real technical talents. Various spiritual elixirs and magic weapons are naturally more precious than the outside world.

"It's actually a bloodline pill. This bottle is probably worth a strange beast. The high priest is really biased. After all, Youjiao and him came back with Ming."

Yue stood beside Fang Yuan and said in a low voice.

"Who makes others a third-grade totem, a real genius!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, but he expressed his understanding of the small eccentricity of these tribes' senior leaders.

"High Priest!"

At this moment, Ming turned around and stared at Fang Yuan: "I want to challenge Fang Yuan if I bet on my word "man"!"

"I admit defeat!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan immediately raised his hand and said.

‘You can think of it if you bet on Man. If I win, will I change my name to Man Fangyuan in the future?’

He thought speechlessly.

Even that bottle of bloodline pill was not in Fang Yuan's eyes. After all, I don't know what kind of bloodline essence of a beast was refined, which was extremely complicated and absorbed would only increase the burden.

"In the name of the Warriors, Fang Yuan, you must accept this challenge!"

Seeing this, the high priest frowned immediately.

‘The high priest…is he helping Man Ming establish his prestige?’

The coach Man Lei looked at it and frowned: "After Ming came back, he took Ming as his personal disciple and cultivated it carefully, but this Man Ming has really not good heart!"

"All right!"

Fang Yuan took out his ears and had no choice but to step forward.

The teenagers immediately retreated for a while and stared at the two people in the field excitedly.

After all, they had seen Fang Yuan defeat Man Ming, and Man Ming challenged him again at this time, so they were naturally very excited.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Man Ming stared at Fang Yuan and suddenly burst into laughter: "I want to step on you hard! Drink!"

In an instant, he possessed his ceratops and rushed forward suddenly.

At the same time, a force from the earth was activated, and behind Fang Yuan, a spear-shaped thrust was formed.

"Cerrosaurus Armor, Earth-Breaking Thorn! He cooperates very skillfully, and he must have done some hard work!"

When the high priest saw this scene, he couldn't help but nodded with relief.

"Hmph, the cloak is a scattered cloak!"

Fang Yuan's figure broke, avoided Man Ming's pounce, and slashed his back to the back of his neck.

when!

Even with the ceratops armor, Man Ming also lay hard on the ground and fell to eat shit.

"Um?"

The next moment, a layer of hidden force exploded, directly through the armor, causing him to faint.

"good!"

Man Lei clenched his fists and couldn't help but speak out.

"Man Ming, lost again."

The high priest of Mangu frowned and looked at Fang Yuan: "Come here... say, why can your attack penetrate the keratoon armor?"

"Report to the High Priest!"

Fang Yuan was calm and appeared with a battle pattern: "After advancing to the middle stage of the plundering realm, I found that my shell was not an ordinary shell, with the power of water mist and illusion. Just now, Ming was hit by my spiritual impact and fainted."

"Um?"

Monkin felt the mental power in the fog, and his eyelids twitched: "It's indeed a strange force. The totem that can use the strange force is at least above the seventh grade! This kind of shell is rare..."

His original mentality was that even if he sacrificed a ninth-grade totem, he would still want Man Ming to establish his prestige and regain his confidence.

But now, Fang Yuan’s totem is not the ninth grade, but above the seventh grade, and there is a subtle psychological change.

‘The seventh-grade totem, if you have the opportunity to practice to the Dharma Realm, even if you cannot practice, you will be the backbone of the tribe in the future…’

After all, Man Gu is a high priest. For the sake of the tribe, he coughed: "Fang Yuan, you can practice hard and improve your strength. I will give you a bottle of bloodline pill, and Man..."

"Wait a minute, high priest!"

Fang Yuan touched his nose: "I think with my strength, I can't bear the glory of a noble person. I'd better call me Fang Yuan!"
To be continued...