In the vast wilderness shrouded in darkness, the roars of some ferocious beasts can still be heard in the endless darkness, and torches have been lit in the Qingyang Mountains.
Groups of Qingyang tribesmen wore leather armor and held iron guns in their hands.
Their bodies were full of blood, and their eyes were like lightning, constantly patrolling the safety of the mountains.
It was already half of the night, but Qingyang Huan was not tired at all.
He only absorbed less than half of the blood essence of the ferocious beast in the clay pot, and the injuries in his body were almost recovered.
The rest was naturally absorbed by the blood spear. .
This was one of the prices he paid for keeping the stone spear, but despite this, there was still excitement in his eyes.
After absorbing the precious blood of a ferocious beast in the Divine Realm, the silent stone spear once again shone with a faint purple light.
"Your cultivation method is rough and crude, and most of the blood essence you absorbed is wasted.
As for the condensed bone pattern in your body, it is even worse."
The harsh words appeared in Qingyang Huan's mind again, but he didn't take it seriously at all.
Although the Qingyang clan has been passed down for thousands of years, the strongest person he has ever produced is nothing more than a totem mirror, and the sky he sees is nothing more than a totem mirror.
Lashan ancient land.
Now there is an unknown existence in front of him explaining it to him.
Isn't this chance?
Ignorance is not terrible.
What is terrible is that one is extremely blind to ignorance and is not willing to understand the truth at all.
This is hopeless.
"The bone pattern is the manifestation of the great road of heaven and earth.
Among those ancient clans, there are strong men who go into the endless wilderness to hunt real beasts and alien species, and use the blood and bone essence to build the foundation for the children of the clan, in order to let them grow up when they are young. , just understand the laws of heaven and earth.”
"The real bone patterns should not be separated from the body at all.
The blood and bones move and the bone patterns sing together, and even the Taoism is manifested."
"The bone patterns are integrated into the body, and one can truly understand the power of the bone patterns.
With the help of the bone patterns, one can control the heaven and earth.
The bone patterns entering the body can further temper the body."
"Your bone patterns are just imprinted on the blood and bones, but they are offered up as treasures.
Such bone patterns are taken from the wind, rain, thunder and lightning patterns of a real dragon.
They cannot be used for fighting, so what is the use of them?"
It was already two hours later when Shimao fell silent again, but Qingyang Huan's eyes were burning.
Martial arts practice is difficult.
Although most people can get started, it is extremely difficult to achieve anything.
The entire Qingyang clan has about 30,000 clan members.
Even the women in the clan have embarked on the first level of martial arts, the realm of body casting. , but most of them are at the most initial level of tempering the skin.
There are less than a thousand people who can enter the Divine Tibetan Realm.
Even so, the vast majority of them have broken the shackles through years of accumulation.
They have exhausted all their potential after opening the Tizo.
Many people have already entered old age. , the blood begins to decline.
As for the soul-catching realm above the Shenzang, there is his father, Qingyang Clan Chief Qingyang Jue, and the Qingyang Clan’s guardian mountain beast, a Qingyang Hu.
It is said that he has lived for hundreds of years and experienced many experiences.
Several generations of clan leaders have been in power and have been sleeping in the mountains.
They will not wake up until there is a crisis in the clan.
Shi Mao's words had a great impact on his original martial arts training.
He increasingly felt that the Qingyang clan, which controlled a land of thousands of miles, was too young.
Facing the early morning sun, Qingyang Huan held a stone spear and rode a horned horse, and rushed out of the Qingyang Mountains.
He ran more than ten miles out of the mountains.
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He stopped and looked back at the Qingyang Mountains where the mist was still lingering. .
"My father said that the men of Qingyang should stand upright and support the world for thousands of miles.
Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are the women of the clan.
If they are men, they should do men's things, protect the inheritance of Qingyang, and protect the stability of the human race thousands of miles around. " "I have seized the opportunity, and I will never give up.
The tribes fight for survival, and the warriors fight for life."
After taking a deep look at the tribe, Qingyang Huan rushed into the primitive forest.
The original dense mountain forest was filled with gloom and fishy smell, and there were all kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants dormant.
It had been two days since I got the opportunity from the stone spear.
This time, without the Qingyang clan soldiers following him, he entered the wild ancient forest alone.
Having grown up guarding the primitive ancient forest, he naturally understood the horrors involved.
In order to be able to break through the realm of casting within two years and seize the next destiny, he had no choice but to go all the way there.
Although the clan can still provide him with training, some training cannot be replaced by resources.
He needs to recast his body, and some killings require personal experience before he can understand them.
There is also the Qiongqi bone pattern in his body that needs to be re-melted.
Only by experiencing a real life-and-death struggle and re-melting the bone pattern can the mysterious Tao power contained in the bone pattern be inspired, and then he can understand the great way of heaven and earth.
And if he wants to cultivate to the extreme state of body casting, all his previous training will be abandoned and he will embark on the road of body casting again.
The towering mountains are one after another, and the ancient trees are endless.
The vines as thick as arms are coiled on the ancient trees like pythons.
There was a cry of a ferocious bird in the void, which was as big as three feet.
It swooped down and destroyed the ancient trees within a radius of more than ten feet.
In the middle of this ancient tree, Qingyang Huan did not dodge at all.
This was the third day he entered the ancient forest.
He encountered a total of twenty-seven ferocious beasts, killed eleven of them, severely injured three of them, and only glanced at the rest from a distance while running desperately. .
"chirp" The two feet of the kite cut through the ancient forest like a giant sword, moving towards his body, making an explosive sound in the air.
"kill" Qingyang Huan shouted, and at the same time, a bone pattern flashed out while holding the stone spear in his hand, and the phantom of a strange beast sprang out.
Clang The stone spear and the claws of the kite collided together, making a metallic trembling sound, followed by a broken claw flying out, blood spurting out, the big bird was in pain, and burst out with a shocking cry.
"Come again" Qingyang Huan swung the stone spear again, manifesting bone patterns and smashing it towards Yuan Geniao's head.
The stone spear blessed with the power of the bone pattern smashed down the head of the kite, opening a large bloody hole, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed directly towards the warm blood.
His whole body was watered with blood, but his whole body was filled with blood, and all the pores in his body were like breathing.
Chirp The kite bird was not completely dead yet, and let out an unwilling roar.
Qingyang Huan then stretched out his hands to hug its neck, and broke its neck with a flash of blood in both arms, and blood poured out even more violently.
The man in the wilderness was born stained with blood, so he didn't have the slightest timidity in everything he did.
"The blood in the body is almost completely consumed.
In this way, the impact of the practice before self-destruction on the body can be minimized."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan had a firm and fierce look in his eyes.
"ah" A roar like a beast sounded, and his whole body was covered with blood.
Heat surged out of his body like a volcano erupting, and streams of blood spurted out through his pores.
The blood that was originally floating on his body was like a pouring flood, and all of it overflowed from his body at once.
Even though most of the blood in his body had been consumed in the past few days, this pain still made him collapse.
On top of the kite's fur.
No destruction, no establishment Three years of casting has created a kind of rigidity in his body.
If he wants to reach the extreme level of cultivation, he must start over.
What's more, the most important thing is the bone pattern derived from Qiongqi's blood.
This is a treasure that he is reluctant to waste.
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Big drops of sweat blended with the blood, and the severe pain made his young face look a little ferocious.
"Senior Stone Spear, help me understand the Qiongqi bone patterns again."
He gritted his teeth and made a sound that was almost grinding out from between his teeth.
From the blood squeezed out of the body, an illusory glow solidified and transformed into a strange beast like a tiger but with wings.
This was a ferocious beast.
Even if it collapsed into blood, there was still a fierceness left.
After Qing Yanghuan finished speaking, the stone spear that was originally silent disappeared in a flash of purple light. puff Qiongqiu Phantom roared, but was still shattered by the stone spear, and condensed into a ball of black light again.
Qingyang Huan didn't care about anything else and took Wu Guangpo into his palm with one hand.
"Give it to me" In an instant, he felt the violent killing force rush into his body and begin to wreak havoc on his whole body.
His limbs were filled with bone-piercing pain, and it was as if there were insects and ants biting deep in his flesh and blood.
Even the warm blood of the kite cannot bring him the slightest warmth.
Buzz The stone spear trembled, and the rich blood rushed down from his head like a small river and was absorbed into his body.
The blood rolled like a tide, wrapping Qingyang Huan into a bloody man.
The Qiongqi blood and bone essence, which was re-refined according to the method given to him by Stone Spear, was just a ball of illusory blood in his eyes, and began to turn into a The crescent-moon-like lines exuded strong killing power and violence.
Qiongqi is a vicious beast, born with capriciousness and bloodthirsty.
Even if it is a Qiongqi beast with only a trace of blood, its original killing and cruelty will not change.
He sat like this for three days and three nights, and ferocious beasts kept coming smelling blood, but they were all directly killed by stone spears around them, exuding hot blood essence, which was absorbed by Qingyang Huan "Qiongqi's evil beast is born to kill the world.
Is this the killing bone mark that belongs to Qiongqi?"
Three days later, when Qingyang Huan opened his palm again, a vague crescent moon appeared in his palm, exuding a violent and murderous energy, stimulating him to have the urge to kill to the extreme. sRecommendationsRecommendationsRecommendations: