A small animal bone, because it is imprinted with bone patterns, contains the universe.
For a moment, Jiezi shone with light in the hands of the great elder.
Tens of thousands of copper ore with golden and purple light were collected in the animal bone. middle.
Of course, there were hundreds of pieces of armor, spears and spears along with it.
The great elder held a bright bronze spear, which was full of cracks.
The blood had already turned black after soaking in it.
It was obvious that it had been there for a long time.
"This bronze spear was forged by me, Qingyang, a hundred years ago.
Time is not forgiving.
The person who forged the spear is no longer there, and the bronze spear has returned to Qingyang."
As he spoke, the great elder stroked the blurred cloud pattern of the word Qingyang on the bronze spear with his big hand, sighed, and finally handed it to Qingyang Huan.
This bronze spear exuding the breath of time, although it is not a magic weapon, is extremely heavy.
Compared with the bronze spear held by Qingyang Huan now, it is more than one and a half times heavier and weighs a thousand kilograms.
This is a member of the Yanshan Department.
A warrior from the Divine Hidden Realm stayed behind.
"Great Elder, what's it like outside?"
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan hesitated and asked.
"It's so chaotic outside.
It's so chaotic."
A big hand patted Qingyang Huan's shoulder, and the elder said with a touch of memory, "I have nothing to teach you anymore, Huan'er, remember, the battles between human races, even if it's life or death, it's us No foreigners are allowed to interfere in your own affairs at any time.”
He nodded with a vague understanding.
When he was growing up, he knew that the alien race was the enemy of the human race due to the words passed down by the elders of the tribe.
Even when he met the wood tribe, Shi Mao even shouted The statement that foreigners deserve to be killed is sonorous and powerful.
"Great Elder, I won't go back to the Qingyang Mountains with you."
Holding the bronze spear given to him by the great elder, Qingyang Huan spoke out with solemnity in his eyes.
But the great elder did not say anything to stop him.
He looked at the firm and stubborn eyes of the young man in front of him and was slightly startled.
It seemed that he had something to say, but he didn't say much.
"Go ahead, it's best not to leave Qingyang territory."
Qingyang Huan agreed, grabbed the bronze spear and rushed towards the forest.
Soon the great elder laughed and flew over the ancient forest, heading south like a big bird.
In the Yanshan tribe, the great elder Yan Muya finally rushed back to the tribe with dozens of severely injured tribesmen.
"Clan leader, Qingyang has gone too far to bully others."
In the clan hall, Yan Muya shouted, with anger still in his eyes, especially because Qingyang Rong had been promoted to the spirit-catching realm and firmly suppressed him, making him even more angry.
The leader of the Yanshan clan, dressed in purple robes, was sitting on the throne, his expression showing no fluctuation at all.
There was a purple light lingering in a trance, turning into an illusory purple sun, floating behind, showing that he was not as calm as his expression.
"Great Elder, there is no need to be angry."
"But, is this the end of it this time?
The ore mine that I, Yanshan, have worked so hard to mine for three months is now cheap to that old guy Qingyang Rong."
"Are we going to mobilize all the clan troops to fight Qingyang Yu?"
the leader of the Yanshan clan shouted, causing the whole hall to tremble.
"There have been constant battles between us and Qingyang over the years.
You and I should understand that they are all within control.
Qingyang now is not as good as it was a few years ago.
Qingyang came to the tribe to fight with me.
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And return."
"How will the clan leader win or lose?"
The great elder suddenly looked shocked and shouted Cang Mang.
"It seems that the Qingyang clan is very lucky."
Seeing that the clan leader did not say anything, Yan Muya naturally understood and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
His old enemy for many years had overwhelmed him, but now the Qingyang clan leader, even more The door was pressed shut.
"Great Elder, Yanshan and Qingyang have been adjacent to each other for two thousand years.
They have had ups and downs so many times that I can't even remember.
One ups and downs are nothing.
The ups and downs are like tides.
I, Yanshan, will not remain silent forever.
Next time Just get it back."
"What the clan leader said is true.
I am very angry with that old guy Qingyang Rong."
"But the Qingyang clan is totally wrong if they think that I, Yanshan, is easy to bully."
Purple light splashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "There is news from the clan that the Qingyang clan is indeed a little strange and different recently."
"What does the clan leader mean?"
Yan Muya echoed.
"Great Elder, contact the Fire Dragon Tribe, the Jin Ge Clan, and the Langyun Tribe."
"In what name" "The five of us are stationed together on this land, and we have not communicated with each other for several years.
Let's see the true meaning from the younger generation.
Qiong'er has just come out of seclusion, so what if that man from Qingyang Peak surpasses me?
The tribe will eventually pass it on, and pass it on from generation to generation.
Endless generations are the real victory.”
"Qiong'er has made a breakthrough."
Yan Muya's eyes suddenly showed joy.
"Not bad."
At this moment, the Yanshan clan leader's originally tense face also showed a smile.
"Seventeen-year-old Shenzang Realm, haha, old Qingyang, I have been surpassed by you.
My Yanshan doll will definitely surpass you Qingyang."
"By the way, I will take the other children of similar age in the family out to see the world.
Things are changing and passed down from generation to generation.
It's time for Yanshan to prosper again."
With a smile in his eyes, the leader of the Yanshan clan paused and then said: "In that case, let's contact the other three tribes to go to Qingyang Mountain.
Then we will see what young people Qingyang can use.
Now in If you are strong, it will be in vain if you have no successor.”
"I'm going to prepare now, old man Qingyang Rong, I'll see if your arrogance can still be manifested this time."
Yan Muya gestured slightly to the leader of the Yanshan clan, and then walked out of the hall.
"Go, it's time for Yanshan to become famous.
My Yanxiong's son shouldn't live here.
The entire Lashan Mountain is where he should stay."
At this time, Qingyang Huan had already started fighting again in the ancient forest, honing his fighting skills, and drawing blood to penetrate his own bloodline.
At this time, the strength of his whole body has approached the fifteen thousand mark, and has penetrated eleven bloodlines.
In the blink of an eye, it was another month before the incident involving the mineral veins.
Under Shi Mao's advice, he suppressed the blood that was constantly erupting in his body and waited for the arrival of the blood Yunxia.
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The same series of fights made him more and more proficient in the Kui Niu spear technique, and with daily practice, he gained a new understanding of the spear technique.
"Why is it that this spear technique, which is just a simple sweep and thrust, makes me feel more and more profound when I keep using it."
In the ancient forest, Qingyang Huan held the bronze war spear with a hint of thinking in his eyes.
Under the guidance of the stone spear, he continued to hone the three seemingly simple spear techniques every day, and it actually made him different. understanding.
"War tactics are killing techniques.
Killing should be the purest, simplest and most practical."
At this moment, three spear techniques were floating in his mind, and he was continuously sweeping and thrusting, and a voice followed closely
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