What, alien?
Shi Mao's reaction was beyond Qingyang Huan's expectation.
How could it become an alien tree when it was obviously a blood-sucking ancient tree?
He has known about the alien race since he was a child, and the elders in the tribe even told him that the alien race is the enemy of the human race.
In order for the human race to survive, many people will die every year while fighting against the alien race.
Moreover, the alien race is a general term, and there are many races.
They are the enemies of human race’s survival.
Take him for example, as one of the young masters of the Qingyang clan, although his father is in charge of the clan, as well as his eldest brother and second brother, he still knows a little about the external situation of the clan.
The land with a radius of thousands of miles protected by the Qingyang clan seems peaceful, but there are always hidden dangers.
Under this land, everything is bloody, and the law of survival here is the law of the jungle.
In order to maintain the heritage of the tribe and protect the stability of thousands of miles around, many members of the Qingyang clan die in battle every year.
These crises not only come from within the human race, but also from external crises, such as alien races.
Moreover, most of the fallen warriors in every clan actually died at the hands of foreign races.
The vast land is densely covered with ancient forests and burial sites.
These places are good places to hide.
Even though Qingyang claims to protect thousands of miles, in fact, there are too many places in this vast land that are not clear.
It's not that Qingyang doesn't want to, but that he doesn't have the power.
At present, maintaining Wanli's apparent stability is the best effort that Qingyang can do.
As for why this is so, this is the mission of the human race.
Hundreds of races compete in this world.
The human race is not the top race.
There is no saint in the race who suppresses the heritage of the race.
In order to survive and reproduce, and not to be compressed by other races, we must unite.
Although there are also messes among the human race, there is no chaos in the general direction.
Qingyang, who can control the land of thousands of miles, can barely be regarded as the power of the human race to control one side.
It is Qingyang's mission to maintain the stability of thousands of miles and allow tribes of all sizes to flourish.
Of course, ensuring the reproduction of tribes of all sizes does not mean that the Qingyang clan controls all tribes.
The real reason is to hunt foreign tribes.
Qingyang will not care about the competition or even annexation of the major tribes and clans under his rule.
Only through constant fighting and killing will strong men be born.
Each tribe competes with each other just to raise Gu.
And Qingyang is to ensure that there will not be a force that can destroy this area of thousands of miles, interrupting the competition between the major tribes and the process of cultivating Gu.
The Qingyang clan would never allow the emergence of powerful foreign races, so in order to maintain stability within a radius of thousands of miles, the Qingyang clan had paid too much.
Of course, if there is a tribe in this vast land that wants to challenge the status of the Qingyang clan, Qingyang will naturally use thunder to strike and destroy the challenger.
Although it seems a bit contradictory, Qingyang not only wants to hunt down the alien races that appear within thousands of miles and maintain stability, but also prevents large tribes from appearing under his rule to challenge him.
For this reason, every year there are tribesmen who shed blood.
But this is the fact.
This contradiction has lasted for two thousand years.
Two thousand years ago, Qingyang was not the overlord within this area of 10,000 miles.
The Yanshan clan, which was in charge a generation ago, had internal strife and was seized by a wandering foreign stragglers.
After a great battle, the Iwayama clan suffered an almost devastating blow, and is now extinct on this land.
Because of the internal strife of the Yanshan clan, this land was greatly affected.
It was not until the ancestors of the Qingyang clan rose up that they led the Qingyang clan to the position of dominance within ten thousand miles.
Furthermore, because of his merits in protecting the clan, Fang Bo, who was guarding the human race in the ancient land of Lashan, gave him the Qingyang Order to protect the land for two thousand years.
This is the glory of the entire Qingyang clan, and it is also the most peak moment of the Qingyang clan.
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Even though two thousand years have passed, the people of the Qingyang clan in the past generations still adhere to the ancestral precepts, try their best to protect the stability within a radius of thousands of miles, and constantly hunt and kill wandering aliens who appear.
Speaking of which, if the Qingyang tribe hadn't hunted down foreigners for generations over the years, the number of tribes destroyed within a radius of thousands of miles would have doubled.
Under the harsh living environment, most of the major tribes of the human race are very united within themselves, not to mention clans of the same bloodline like the Qingyang clan, because they cannot challenge the wilderness without gathering the strongest strength. puff At this moment, the dead tree had once again pierced a ferocious beast, the Jade Blood Wolf, sucking it dry.
Qingyang Huan was concentrating, but no matter how he looked at the dead tree in front of him, it didn't look like a foreign species.
It was obviously a spiritual and strange ancient tree, but he believed in the stone spear.
However, what worries him most at the moment is that he is not far away from the Qingyang Mountains.
Even here, he estimates that it is only a few hundred miles away, and there is a foreign race here.
You must know that the last thing a foreign race wants to appear is somewhere close to the Qingyang Mountains.
Qingyang is the only one within ten thousand miles.
If ordinary foreign races appear here, they are looking for death.
Moreover, the Qingyang clan also has Qingyang Guards, all of whom are experts in the Shenzang Realm.
His second brother serves as a centurion in the Shenzang Guards.
Their mission is to patrol the entire ten thousand miles and hunt down the aliens who appear. , this is also the reason why people in Qingyang die every year.
However, there are still alien races here, and there is also a sable "This is a member of the Wood Clan.
He belonged to the Demon Clan countless years ago, and later became his own clan.
He is one of the great enemies of our human race."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan's expression condensed.
He saw bones scattered all over the ground under the withered ancient trees, as well as many belonging to the human race.
It was obvious that people from the wood race had been here for a long time.
"The blood of the Wood Clan is gentle, and the essence of the blood contains the essence of ancient wood, which is comparable to the precious medicine.
Don't you want your flesh and blood to shine?
This is your chance."
Hearing the voice of Shimao, Qingyang Huan's eyes suddenly lit up, but he did not rush forward stupidly.
Although the man of the wilderness was rough and direct, he did not go directly to die.
Hearing Shi Mao's words, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
There is no right or wrong between humans and aliens.
There is only life and death.
To put it bluntly, it is for survival.
The wilderness seems big but it is a fixed value and the rise of a race. , will inevitably squeeze the survival and reproduction space of other races.
He hunts ferocious beasts and even wants to absorb the blood of the Wood clan.
In turn, the alien races will also hunt the human clan and absorb the blood.
Therefore, in order to survive and reproduce, the major races are actually in a constant fight.
In order to survive, there is no Right or wrong, only life and death Feeling the fluctuations of the stone spear disappear, Qingyang Huan understood that he had to kill this Wood clan today.
It was not only a hostile relationship, but more importantly, he could promote the tempering of his own flesh and blood, which was enough.
However, he did not rush to take action.
He hid himself under the ancient trees and waited.
This was a swamp, and the Wood Clan was obviously prepared.
They placed themselves in the swamp, neither deep nor on the edge. boom However, the next moment, Qingyang Huan's whole body retreated towards the back.
Among the ancient trees where he was invisible, a blood-colored branch poked out, flashing with a strange and mysterious light.
"Human doll, the essence of your flesh and blood makes me excited."
I saw that the dead tree that stood in the swamp before was shrinking continuously, turning into a middle-aged man with long brown hair.
Qingyang Huan flew away, and there was a blood hole on his left shoulder, which was just pierced by the Wood Clan.
It was said that the Wood Clan was derived from some psychic ancient trees in the wilderness.
Although it is a legend, since it is called the Wood Clan, it is not surprising that it can sense the grass and trees in the wilderness.
Since Shi Mao recognized it as the Wood Clan, he should also know about this situation, but he did not say that he obviously wanted to experience it himself.
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As soon as the words of some weird middle-aged Wood Clan man fell, two hands that looked like rotten wood and withered branches were already grabbing at Qingyang Huan.
There was a joke in his eyes.
He was about to reach the pinnacle of the Casting Realm, possessing tens of thousands of kilograms of strength.
He was just a human cub who had just stepped onto the Casting Realm.
Well, the blood is really delicious.
Ever since he refined the essence of human blood for the first time, he had been obsessed with this feeling.
Human blood was actually purer than that of ferocious beasts.
Qingyang Huan quickly rolled to the side, and the stone spear in his hand blocked the withered hand that affected him, and the force backfired and flew out again.
The arm holding the stone spear trembled, almost causing the stone spear to fly away and hit the ground heavily.
The gap was a bit big.
If he could finish tempering his flesh and blood, he might still have the strength to fight.
Puff puff puff However, the Wood Clan didn't give him any chance to breathe.
He rushed forward, his hands piercing the surrounding ancient trees like sharp knives, and grabbed him.
At this moment, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, Qingyang Huan's body tilted slightly, and in an instant, the fingers like dead wood passed through his shoulders again, and the stone spear in his hand fell to the ground.
"You little human bastard, you know you are resisting in vain, so you should be obedient.
Don't worry, I will be gentler."
Grabbing Qingyang Huan and returning to him, Mu Clan's eyes flashed with blood.
"Be gentle, uncle" Just when Mu Clan pierced his shoulder and looked at him in front of his eyes, Qingyang Huan stretched out a hand and struck towards his chest. sRecommendationsRecommendationsRecommendations: