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As Liu Fan pulled the stone gate time and time again, it caused a shock in the Monster World King's Domain and the Great Wild World.

Especially in the Great Wilderness World, all kinds of speculations and opinions are flying in the sky.

However, this kind of shock is mostly in the prosperous area in the center of the great wasteland, and in the remote corners where news is blocked, there is no big wave.

Qinglin tribe.

The lightning at the entrance of the village struck the old willow tree, and the tender bud became more and more dazzling, like a piece of tender jade, swaying in the morning breeze.

The sky was dark and bright.

The martial arts field in the Qinglin tribe was already full of people.

These people, from the Qinglin tribe and the Blackscale tribe, have scales on their bodies, which look very strange.

"Today is the big day of our Qinglin tribe and Heilin tribe!"

The old village chief said loudly, with a smile on his face.

Beside him, stood an old man with the same stature.

He looked much older than the old village chief, and his body was full of life, standing trembling.

Obviously Shouyuan has dried up, and there are not many days left to live.

but.

His eyes were very majestic, and a sharp light flashed in his muddy eyes.

He is the old priest of the Black Scale Tribe.

Heizi stood by his side respectfully, supporting him.

"A few days ago, our Qinglin tribe and Blackscale tribe worked together sincerely and went deep into the monster world. Although we did not seize the time stone tools, we were fortunate to have two peerless potions!"

The voice of the old village chief spread everywhere, and everyone showed excitement.

The old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe also showed a smile.

Heizi, Maruko, Qingyuan, and the people who followed the old village chief that day, raised their heads proudly and proudly.

"Today, we will be in front of everyone and refine the Peerless Medicine Divine Liquid."

The old village chief announced and beckoned.

In the distance, four sturdy members of the Qinglin tribe, carrying a stone pot with a large grinding plate, were placed on the pot rack in the middle of the martial arts field.

This big stone pot is filled with vicissitudes of ancient times.

It is one of the antiquities handed down from the Qinglin tribe. Although it is not a stone tool, it is extraordinary.

Because he had refined the great medicine of the world, he was tainted with the aura of the magic medicine, making this big stone pot even more extraordinary.

Many people in the Blackscale tribe are amazed at seeing the big stone pot for the first time.

Because in the outer area of ​​the Great Wilderness, among the many small tribes, only the Qinglin tribe has the strongest potion technique, and mastered the ancient prescriptions, it can make many great potions.

"Huh~"

Under the big stone pot, a fire rose to the sky, and the water in the pot started to boil.

Water is not ordinary water, it is the water of longevity, transformed by longevity, which is very rare in the world of longevity, but it is everywhere in the great wilderness.

"Wow!"

When the water boils, the qi that burns is all longevity qi, although it is not intermediate longevity qi, it is also wonderful and intoxicating.

At this moment.

The old village head shouted: "Come on, carry the cow, and move the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster!"

With a sound of falling, Qingyuan brought hundreds of people from behind and brought up a stretcher from behind, on which was tied a big bison with scarlet-gold scales.

Looking at this big wild bull monster, it was Yang Shouan.

It was imprisoned by the Qinglin tribe with magical techniques, and the stretcher was different, so his huge figure of 999 meters tall, from the perspective of the stretcher, was only about two meters.

The huge figure could not be manifested, but the vigorous blood inside it roared like sea waves and thunder.

Such energy and blood caused many people in the tribe to exclaim.

The old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe couldn't help but his eyes were brilliant, and his hoarse voice excitedly said: "This, this... this is the ancient prehistoric bull demon whose bloodline is completely returned to the ancestor!

"Oh my God! You really caught a big baby this time, God has eyes, hahaha...cough cough cough..."

The old priest laughed excitedly, but he coughed violently, his chest and throat made a hissing sound like a fan.

Heizi hurriedly took out a bottle of green liquid medicine and helped him take a sip. Then he stopped coughing, but was still panting violently, and the airflow between his nose made his gray beard tremble.

The old village chief saw it, and a look of worries flashed in his eyes, and he knew in his heart that there is really no time for the old sacrifice of the Black Scale Tribe.

But in an instant, his heart was also miserable, because he was not much better than the old sacrifice of the Black Scale Tribe.

"Unless...refining a real peerless great medicine divine liquid!"

The eyes of the old village chief looked at the big bison on the stretcher, and there seemed to be flames burning deep in his eyes, showing the color of extreme desire.

"Niu, niu, don't let the old man down!"

The old village chief prayed secretly in his heart.

If he can make a real peerless great medicine divine liquid, then he can not only increase his lifespan, but also make further progress and increase his strength.

The old sacrificial priests of the Blackscale tribe can also survive.

On the stretcher, Yang Shouan was already awake, but his body was weak and unable to exert his strength, as if his whole body had been hollowed out by countless heifers.

Seeing the people around me looking at me with eager and greedy eyes, even the little boys who were held in the arms of adults and sucked their fingers, cried out in a milky voice: "Niu Niu, Niu Niu, I'm going to be bullish, I'm going to be bullish..."

Yang Shouan was furious.

A terrifying evil spirit appeared in his scarlet eyes, and he let out a low growl.

"Moo—"

Although the voice is weak, it is also fierce.

On the spot, a few little kids cried "Wow" in fright.

The adults glared viciously at the big bison.

"This stupid cow is so ferocious when it comes to death, it deserves to be boiled into a big medicine and become sloppy."

Having said that, he hurriedly coaxed the little kid in his arms and said, "Good boy, don't cry or cry, wait for you to eat beef offal, beef offal is the best!"

A group of kids laughed suddenly, with tears in their eyes, but they laughed loudly.

Yang Shouan sneered in his heart.

"I am a person covered by my ancestors, and want to refine me into a great medicine divine liquid? Want to be beautiful!"

"My ancestors gave me the immortal copper pea magic spell, I see how you make me smashed!"

At this moment.

The old sacrificial priest of the Heilin tribe glanced at Heizi next to him, and said, "Carry the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster!"

"Yes!"

Heizi responded with a beckoned, and Maruko and a group of people from the Blackscale tribe carried the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster.

The dragon envoy of the Jinlin tribe took away the ancestor of the mutant monster and most of the flesh and blood, but there were also a lot of scattered flesh and blood, although it was small, it was relatively large.

Heizi and others found a lot of them, each piece the size of a small hill.

However, no one is willing to eat it privately, all wanting to refine the peerless great medicine divine liquid to make the most effective use.

At this moment, the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster was lifted up like a hill.

The meat is black, and there is a little red glow in the black, exuding an aroma.

All around, there was a commotion again, very excited.

"As expected of the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster, it smells delicious!"

"We have a blessing, the ancestor of the mutant blames beef stew, it is greedy to think about it."

"Stupid! We are smelting the great medicine, not eating beef stew. After a while, there will be no boiled bone residue left by this big bison monster."

Everyone was talking, swallowing saliva one by one, throat rolling.

They seemed to have seen the magical liquid of the peerless great medicine coming out of the pot.

The old village chief and the old priest looked at each other and saw the expectant smile in each other's eyes.

At this time, Qingyuan took a large amount of other magical medicine from the medicine storehouse of the Qinglin tribe and gave it to the old village chief.

This is an auxiliary medicine needed for refining, and almost emptied the medicine storehouse of the Qinglin tribe at one time, causing the old village chief to feel heartache.

But when I remembered that this time I could definitely produce a masterpiece medicine, I couldn't help but feel happy.

"Get ready to take medicine!"

The old village chief ordered.

Qingyuan asked: "The village chief, should we put the cattle into the pot first, or should we put the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster first?"

The old village chief groaned: "Let's put the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster first."

"The ancestor of the mutant monster is powerful. It is a monster in the late stage of the star-level Tianmen. Its flesh and blood are not easy to cook."

"The big wild bull monster is just a monster of the platinum Tianmen. The meat is better to cook, and then put it in the pot later."

"When the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster is 70 to 80 mature, put in other magical medicine, and when the medicine smells out of the pot, immediately put it in the big wild bull monster."

Heizi, Marukzi and other members of the Heilin tribe were all admired when they heard the words of the old village chief of the Qinglin tribe.

The old priest of the Blackscale tribe exclaimed with a hoarse voice: "The Qinglin tribe’s technique of boiling medicine is really extraordinary, and there are so many ways, no matter where we are, when the medicine is cooked, I put my brain into the pot. Up."

The old village chief was praised, haha ​​laughed, his face was smug, but his mouth was modestly said: "Music, muse, this is passed down from generation to generation, and we are just taking medicine and taking prescriptions. Boiling medicine!"

"To put it bluntly, they are all covered by the light of the ancestors!"

While speaking, he bowed and saluted the old willow tree struck by lightning at the entrance of the village.

The old sacrificial priest, Heizi, Maruko, Qingyuan, and the many tribesmen of the tribe all looked at the old willow tree at the entrance of the village.

Shenliu is the ancestor of everyone in the Great Wilderness, although many large tribes have long been indifferent, and even use Shenliu as a totem tool for cultivation.

But in the remote areas of the Great Wilderness, such as the Qinglin tribe and other small tribes, the willows are still worshipped and regarded as ancestors, respectful.

"When the great medicine divine liquid is refined, let's pour a little bit of it on the divine willow. It is a bit of filial piety to our ancestors."

The old sacrificial proposal of the Blackscale tribe.

The old village chief nodded cheerfully.

Then, he waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster, let it go!"

When the voice fell, Heizi and others cooperated with Qingyuan to lift the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster and put it into the big stone pot.

The outside of the big stone pot looks only the size of a millstone, but there is an inner world inside, which can refine the stars of the universe, and can fit in any big thing.

"Wow~"

The flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster fell into the stone pot, and instantly released the heavenly glow.

"Roar--"

The shadow of a fierce beast that resembled a dragon and not a dragon whirled in the stone pot, and sometimes appeared in the mist, making a roar that vibrated the void, like a dragon's roar, and the majestic voice made the tribe's face pale for a while.

Yang Shouan, who was imprisoned on a stretcher, was also shocked.

He thought to himself that he was definitely not the opponent of this mutant ancestor.

"This is part of the remnant soul in the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monster. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't expect to have such a mighty power!" The old village chief said excitedly.

"The stronger the ancestor of the mutant monster, the stronger the potency of the refined Peerless Medicine God Liquid."

The old priests of the Heilin tribe, Heizi and others, all looked excited when they heard the words, and muttered to themselves: "I look forward to..."

While speaking, Heizi couldn't help but glanced at the big bison on the stretcher, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a vengeful and playful smile.

"This dead cow almost broke down when I was chased and killed. Later, I will send it to the pot myself, Jie Jie Jie..."

Yang Shouan glanced at Heizi coldly, and made up his mind that if he had a chance, he must be the first to trample this guy to death.

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