Reflect the world

Chapter 187 I Planted a Dragon (Part [-])
"Uncle Tang, I weigh eleven!"

"I'm the tenth weight!"

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Tang Xuanming looked blank, and as they went deep into the wilderness, the six teenagers who had not yet reached the first level of the Ant Emperor successively practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the tenth level and above, and this was only a matter of a few days , In addition to the time they spend on the road, in fact, their time to practice is very short.

"Sure enough, Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is not for ordinary people to practice."

Tang Xuanming complained crazily in his heart, a little bit unwilling to speak.

"If this group of brats came to the world of the Condor Heroes, Jinlun Fawang would be so ashamed that he would commit suicide! Not even a child."

Tang Xuanming couldn't help but think of this every time he saw the immature faces of those teenagers.

Of course, the actual situation will definitely not be so beautiful.

The spirit of the Condor Heroes is extremely thin, far less dense than this world.

With the talents of these young hunters, it would take at least seven or eight years to reach the No. 13 level of Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill in the world of Condor Heroes.

"The Beast God Great Plain is ahead, we need to be careful."

After going through a life-and-death crisis, Pi Lin became more and more calm. After carefully observing the surrounding environment, he led a group of people carefully walking through the waist-deep grass.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu played an extremely important role. Almost all of the reserve hunters had practiced to the tenth level at this time, and the higher ones reached the No.12 level, which is already equivalent to the powerhouse of the Ant Emperor's first level.

It's just that without engraving the corresponding ferocious beast lines, without merging the blood of the ferocious beast, it can't be regarded as reaching the real peak.

But that's all, it's still appalling.

"This kind of practice method is really powerful. It seems that you are indeed a big shot in the royal family. Uncle Pihu guessed it right. Just a basic method can make everyone in the tribe reach the first level of the Ant Emperor... ..."

Pilingbao chatted endlessly, his words were full of surprises, Tang Xuanming's identity as the royal family was almost certain.

The bloodline of the royal family is not inferior to that of the Ant Emperor, and there will also be bloodline inheritance, and countless memories are engraved in the bloodline.

As for why Tang Xuanming was exiled in the wilderness and lost his memory - this is not simple, the intrigues of the big tribes are staggering, not to mention the top race of the human race, the intrigue of the royal family will definitely make everyone's jaw drop.

The corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched. The various guesses made by Pi Lingbao along the way can already write a thrilling secret history of the palace, the kind that can be filmed in TV dramas.

But in fact, he has nothing to do with the so-called royal family. The so-called memory engraved in his blood is just what he got from the altar.

He touched the altar pattern on his right hand indiscriminately. Following his will, the originally extremely clear pattern gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared completely without a single trace.

"There is a group of howling moon demon wolves ahead, should we..."

The Piling Leopard's eyes were filled with excitement, and the Howling Moon Wolf moved in packs, usually at least seven or eight, and usually they would take a detour when encountering such predators.

But now, with Tang Xuanming, a powerhouse at the fifth level of the Ant Emperor, they are not afraid at all.

"If you want me to say, it's better to catch a group of three-color deer. Compared with the common howling moon wolf, the three-color deer is more difficult to catch, and it can strengthen the blood of the bones better!"

Tang Xuanming glanced at Pilin. After merging with the blood of the three-color deer, Pilin recovered from his injuries unexpectedly quickly, and his bone meridians were different from ordinary people. He seemed to be stronger than ordinary howling moon demon wolves.

The road of blood fusion that Tang Xuanming guessed seems to be feasible.

"Okay! I feel fine."

Pi Lin was still taciturn, but silently expressed his attitude. Before the tribe, the blood of the Howling Moon Wolf was usually integrated, because this kind of blood was the best for fusion. beast.

"Then it's settled!"

Tang Xuanming's eyes lit up. He saw a strange beast with a donkey-like face grazing slowly on the Great Plain of the Beast God. There was obviously a moon-screaming wolf passing by, but there was no moon-screaming wolf. The magic wolf stared at it.

On the contrary, the Howling Moon Demon Wolf even took the initiative to bypass part of the road.

There is only one reason for this situation, that weird donkey has a higher status and stronger blood in the monster clan.

That donkey is the second-level creature classified by the Ant Emperor. Tang Xuanming felt that the donkey was extremely weird and powerful just by looking at its imposing manner, and it was not inferior to him.

"Low your head, don't stare at it!"

Pi Lingbao suddenly pressed Tang Xuanming's shoulder, and under conditioned reflex, Tang Xuanming almost threw him away.

The beast like a donkey was very vigilant. After Ming stared at him for a long time, the donkey looked up and looked in the direction of Tang Xuanming. Fortunately, Tang Xuanming squatted down in time and slapped the Piling Leopard. Press under him.

"What? What are you doing?"

Pilingbao danced and danced, like a bastard whose back was held down.

"Shh!"

Tang Xuanming covered his mouth, pointed to the weird donkey in front of him who was looking around vigilantly.

Pilingbao suddenly stopped breathing, like a weasel stealing a chicken, his voice was an octave lower: "What do you want to do, don't look at that creature with the second-to-last bloodline level, and the shadow spirit leopard level, For our tribe, that is a top-level ferocious beast, a creature that will grow to the peak and break through the realm of the Ant Emperor."

"What realm is above the Ant Emperor realm?"

Tang Xuanming didn't look back, still staring at the weird donkey.

"It's the second level of blood life, isn't it just right? It's just right for Pi Lin."

"You don't want to die. Just now it gave me chills when it just looked at me. You can use it for its idea, just for the cub's idea. We have never dared to hunt those creatures with high bloodlines who are still growing up. Then Will kill us."

Pilingbao has a ghostly expression on his face.

Tang Xuanming's eyes were firm, and he could sense that the donkey's energy and blood were about the same level as his.

And when the donkey raised its head and looked towards them, it squinted its eyes, as if it was contemptuous of people, no different from the donkey in Tang Xuanming's impression.

He took a deep look at the taciturn Pi Lin, wanting to try to see if he could truly combine the blood of the dragon.

If it is really possible, it will undoubtedly be a game-changer for the small tribe of the Pizu.

"I have already become a Shennong and farmed here, so let's create a legend about the descendants of the dragon and the blood of the dragon."

Tang Xuanming gradually gained confidence in his heart, and grasped the harvest obtained by beheading the Cang clan and his party, the steel spear.

The spear-throwing, which has been passed down countless times in the tribe, is shown on him with extremely refined movements.

Accelerating, sprinting, accumulating power, crossing legs continuously, the muscles of the whole body move like flowing water, the power of the feet is running, twisting the waist, sending the hips, all the power is concentrated in the right hand, and then there is a loud sound of breaking through the air.

(End of this chapter)