In the wilderness, using superior bloodline power to warm and nourish Yuanling is indeed a practice method that can break through the realm while improving one's own bloodline power.

But such methods are forbidden by all the tribes in the wilderness and even by the mythical beasts.

Those who break through by such means will be hunted down by all sides.

"Don't worry, this elder will quietly hunt down the young clan leader of the Golden Crow clan." Lu Changshan seemed to have understood what Gu Ji was thinking. He lowered his head slightly, looked at him, and said with a chuckle.

Go quietly?

Gu Ji looked troubled: "Elder Changshan, this matter needs to be reported to the clan leader——"

Lu Changshan raised his hand to interrupt Gu Ji's words. He stared at Gu Ji with silver light shining in his eyes: "Elder Gu Ji, do me a favor and report this matter to my elder brother after three days."

Stretching out his hand, he patted Gu Ji on the shoulder: "If I break through and add the awakened bloodline power, I will be the eldest brother and will not be my opponent."

Lu Changshan stared into Gu Ji's eyes.

Gu Ji trembled all over, lowered his head and said nothing.

Although what Lu Changshan said was outrageous, it was true.

Once he breaks through to the seventh level of Yuanling realm, he can really defeat the clan leader Lu Changlin.

"Okay, three days..."

Looking up, Lu Changshan was already running away with an eight-foot-long black spear on his back.

Lu Changshan went straight to Hanshan without taking anyone with him.

With his combat power, he can completely crush the entire Hanshan tribe. It is not difficult to kill the Hanshan tribe, which only has more than 400 people.

When we arrived at the foot of Hanshan Mountain, we saw Han Chaohu, the elder of the Hanshan tribe, and several young people from a distance, surrounded by a young man wearing a linen robe, with his hair tied up with a blue-black hairpin.

A group of people went to the mountains and forests.

Obviously, they are going hunting.

This is good, it saves a lot of time.

If we were to kill their young clan leader directly in the Hanshan tribe, it would always take some time and effort.

Quietly following Han Muye's team, he slowly approached with the help of the unique concealment method of the Black Panther clan's bloodline power.

Just wait for the right moment to strike with thunder.

There are thirteen people in the hunting team.

In addition to Han Muye and Han Chaohu, there are also young juniors such as Han Dingyi and Han Jin.

They are all strong men of the younger generation in the clan.

Four of them had long-handled wooden swords given by Han Muye.

Today in the square, they were the fastest in practicing the Heavenly Fist, and they were selected by Han Muye, and they went hunting with him.

It was said to be hunting, but Han Muye was not in a hurry.

He bent down from time to time to collect some elixirs and put them in the baskets carried by Han Jin and the other two young men.

The good elixirs of these years can be used to refine elixirs.

It is a pity that the elixirs grown in the only remaining medicinal field in the clan are all used in exchange for spiritual elixirs for cultivation materials, and are of little use to the Golden Crow clan.

Eighty thousand miles away in Huyue Ridge, there is a trading place for various ethnic groups. There are business groups that come to buy elixirs, and many ethnic groups plant them according to the requirements of those business groups.

Two hundred years ago, the Hanshan tribe exchanged elixirs from the medicine fields for a war spear and some bathing decoctions for the tribe's health.

It's just that the war spear was in the hands of the clan leader Han Qi and broke during the battle with the strong human race.

"Roar--"

A beast roar came from the forest ahead.

Han Jin and others showed joy on their faces and rushed over with long-handled swords.

The Korean and Korean tigers at the front were the fastest and crossed the mountain in a few steps.

Looking at the people rushing out in a swarm, Han Muye couldn't help but shake his head.

When he reached the mountain ridge, he saw a crowd surrounding a black antelope with a body over eight feet long and ten feet tall, with four feet on the snow and two pointed horns, waving weapons in their hands.

This antelope is extremely fast, and a kick can knock back the Golden Crow people who are wielding weapons.

The three-foot-long sharp corner collided with the wooden stick in Han Chaohu's hand.

"Bang——"

The wooden stick in Han Chaohu's hand broke into two pieces.

What a hard horn!

In the wilderness, the fighting power of these beasts is truly powerful.

Han Muye could tell that this black antelope had gathered the power of Yuanling, and its strength was no less than the fourth level of Yuanling.

With the help of its body strength and bloodline characteristics, this black antelope can still rush and move even if it is surrounded by the Golden Crow tribe.

"Han Zhengyang stepped back three feet and let Han Chi take action to suppress the antelope's retreat space."

Han Muye shouted loudly.

In my hand, I was holding a spear with a sharp bluestone blade attached to it. A young man named Han Zhengyang hurriedly stepped back.

The young man holding the long wooden sword beside him took a step forward and raised the wooden sword.

"when--"

The black antelope happened to fly down, and its front hoof collided with the long-handled wooden sword.

Han Chi retreated uncontrollably, and the black antelope was also shaken and slowed down.

"Han Jin stepped forward ten feet and blocked the left side."

"As soon as Han Ding took action, he suppressed his chance to retreat."

Han Muye's voice came again.

Han Jin, who already admired Han Muye so much, did not hesitate, stepped forward and stabbed out with the long-handled wooden sword in his hand.

"Stab-"

The blackantelope, which was about to break out from the left side, had a bloody gash on its front leg.

A wooden sword is also a sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Chaohu, who had a broken wooden stick in his hand, threw the wooden stick away, stepped forward, and punched out.

It is the move of Breaking the Sky Fist that I just learned today.

The fist shadow carried a golden crow shadow, turned into a dark golden ball of light, and hit the black antelope's chest.

"Bang——"

The black antelope staggered, its hooves became weak, and fell to the ground.

The crowd rushed forward, punching and kicking him.

By the time they dispersed, the black antelope was already dead.

The dead can no longer die.

Han Muye couldn't help but shake his head.

Killed like this, this black antelope lost a lot of its energy and blood, which was a pity.

However, Han Jin and the others were very enthusiastic.

This black antelope would not have been hunted normally.

Such fast and powerful beasts cannot be hunted by the group for several years.

This powerful beast is rich in energy and blood, which is a great tonic for spiritual practice.

Several young men stepped forward to bleed. Han Chaohu took a leather bag to catch the hot blood, and everyone started drinking it.

"Young Patriarch, this blood is so full of vitality!" Han Dingyi grinned as he handed the leather bag to Han Muye, and blood drops rolled down from the corners of his mouth.

Han Muye waved his hand but did not take the leather bag.

To him, the energy and blood of such beasts were of no use at all.

"You guys stay here for half an hour to refine your energy and blood." Han Muye reached out and patted Han Dingyi's shoulder, then turned to look around.

"I'll go over there and have a look."

He pointed to the dense forest on one side.

Han Dingyi hesitated and nodded.

For the Dahuang ethnic group, even a powerful ethnic group and a powerful race do not dare to go too deep into the mountains and forests.

Who knows where ancient mythical beasts live in the mountains and forests?

Sometimes, an entire mountain may be transformed into a strange beast that has been sleeping for countless years.
To be continued...