Rumble Deep in the ancestral hall of Qingyang Mountain, the ancient rocks are mottled with vicissitudes of life, with withered liverworts attached.
At this moment, on the hundred-foot-sized rock wall, rocks exploded in the middle, and the dust of decay and vicissitudes filled the air, revealing a black paint Painted holes.
"move" Following the shouts of Qing Yangjue, more than a dozen men in green armor headed towards the depths of the cave entrance.
When they came out again, they each carried copper boxes about ten feet in size on their shoulders.
After going back and forth several times, there were more than thirty copper boxes piled up in front of everyone outside the cave entrance.
With the sound of gold and iron colliding, the copper boxes were opened. boom In an instant, streams of blood-colored air rose into the sky from the copper box, turning into the shape of a dragon and roaring to the heaven and earth.
The crystal blood-colored light was like stars in the sky, as bright as the tide, causing the blood energy in Qingyang Huan's body to roar.
Blood essence.
These are all blood essences.
Each copper box contains a thousand blood essences.
More than thirty copper boxes are worth more than 30,000 yuan.
They are the accumulation of the Qingyang clan over tens of hundreds of years.
After learning from Qingyang Huan that it was possible to open up the divine treasures again, and that there was even a method to open up the six treasures, Qingyang Jue and the Great Elder made a prompt decision, using their clan’s resources to make up for Qingyang’s losses this time.
By the way, Qingyang Jue Also test whether what Qing Yanghuan said is accurate.
Looking at each blood essence that was shaped like a rhombus and shone as bright as a star, Qingyang Huan grinned, because there was a copper box among them, which belonged to him.
"Great Elder, I leave the distribution of blood essence to you."
Qing Yangjue's eyes flashed with heat.
He rolled up ten copper boxes with a wave of his hand and headed towards the ancestral palace.
He couldn't wait to try it.
Totem Mirror, there are not many powerful people like this in the entire Lashan Ancient Land.
They are all big clans with a long history.
Their clans have totem beliefs.
They can observe the totems passed down by their ancestors and evolve themselves.
Only in this way can they prosper from generation to generation and have endless totems.
However, the Qingyang tribe does not have it, or the inheritance was discontinued a long time ago, so now they can only take the wild road and keep groping.
However, if you want to condense the tribal totem, it is not something that can be accomplished by just one or two strong totem mirrors.
It even requires more The strong may even struggle for generations or dozens of generations.
There is a totem in the clan, which is like a source, and more like an introduction, which can guide the younger generations in the direction of cultivation.
"Great Elder, I'm leaving too" The next moment, Qingyang Huan stretched out his two big hands, grabbed two copper boxes and ran towards the outside of the valley.
"You bastard" Seeing Qingyang Huan snatching two thousand pieces of blood essence at once, the elder shouted loudly, but he did not chase after him.
Instead, he waved his hand and motioned to the surrounding tribesmen to move the remaining blood essence away.
Carrying two bronze statues that were not proportional to his body, Qingyang Huan returned to his residence in a good mood.
With two copper boxes and two thousand blood essences, he no longer had to run around to develop the resources of the divine treasure.
Blood essence is the product of the condensation of the essence of heaven and earth.
Each blood essence in his hand is comparable to the blood energy of an entry-level divine beast.
It is also the lowest quality existence among blood essences.
There are also high-level blood essences in the wilderness.
But Qingyang probably doesn't have much blood essence like that.
The heritage used today is naturally not owned by the Qingyang clan, but only a small part of it.
After all, Qingyang controls the land with a radius of thousands of miles.
Since the clan was founded for two thousand years, it has naturally accumulated some good things.
After receiving the blood essence from two copper boxes, Qing Yanghuan began to retreat.
This time tens of thousands of people were fighting, which made him understand that the Shenzang Realm was still far away.
It was just a vampire force that had been lost to the human race.
It took the five major clans who controlled the territory to work together and lost more than half of it before they could capture it.
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West Laishan.
The rich blood energy has completely enveloped the entire mountain range, turning into blood dragons, Taotie and other fierce forms, colliding in mid-air.
Rumble Thunderous sounds rang through the depths of the blood cloud, turning into silver lightning and tearing apart the world.
Deep in the ancient mountain forest, all the ancient trees and rocks were covered with a layer of blood.
All beasts were silent, and the bloody wind howled. roar A dragon roar shook the world, and a ten-foot-sized bloody dragon broke through the blood mist and rushed towards the outside of Xi Lai Mountain.
Rumble Outside the same mountain range, a golden sun pierced the sky, scorching the void wherever it passed, annihilating the blood mist, and crashed towards the bloody dragon.
"The blood clan shall be punished" The sun rose across the sky, the blood dragon roared, and boundless divine light exploded from the top of the sky.
Two figures continued to collide in mid-air like rainbow lights, and the void opened with large cracks like spider webs.
The force of the splash made the ancient mountain tremble, and the earth cracked.
An ancient mountain that was more than a thousand feet high exploded.
The cracks stretched for miles, and scorching water vapor rose into the sky from the depths of the earth.
"The arrival of Kui Zu" In an instant, the rich blood energy surrounding the entire Xi Lai Mountain turned into a roaring tornado hurricane, stirring up the blood energy storm in the sky almost instantly.
The violent blood energy swept through the mountains and forests, and everything was uprooted and reduced to pieces in the bloody hurricane.
"roar" A roar seemed to come from ancient time and space.
In the depths of the bloody hurricane, the blood there had turned into a sea of blood.
From the rolling sea of blood, a majestic and ferocious figure emerged.
There are two wings on its back, and its blood is as red as a rainbow.
Each scale is the size of a millstone, and its fangs are like swords that want to pierce the sky.
As soon as the bloody figure appeared, it stirred up the turmoil of the world.
The huge body seemed to have stepped out of the years.
It was hundreds of feet in size and covered the world.
The power of totem The totem belonging to the Blood Sea Clan, Kui Zu kill The wings behind the huge totem figure flapped, causing fluctuations in the entire void, and it appeared in front of Jinyang Sun in the blink of an eye.
"Golden Sunset" Almost at the same moment, a middle-aged human figure appeared in the golden sun.
The sun behind him turned into a thousand feet in size.
The golden sun burned everything around it, burning with raging flames, moving towards the bloody leader.
Zu bumped away.
"This land belongs to the human race, and those who violate it will be punished."
The bright golden sun of the sun burned everything, and when it collided with Kuizu, the violent power suddenly turned into ripples, sweeping in all directions, even if it was more than ten miles away, mountains, rivers, vegetation, rocks and lakes were everywhere.
Was swept away.
Under the violent impact, a dragon roared, and two figures flew backwards.
"The Blood Sea Clan, activate the grand formation" The flying strongman of the blood race suddenly roared.
Under the golden sun, Kuizu's totem shattered, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
In the past few days, the human race has surrounded the entire Xilai Mountain.
If it weren't for the Zhen clan of the Blood Sea Clan, The human race has already invaded the depths of Xilai Mountain, the most precious totem stone.
At this moment, Kuiba's heart palpitated.
The human race had been attacking continuously, and it was obvious that they were no longer prepared to consume it.
At this moment, even if the blood sacrifice formation deep in the mountains was not ready, he had to forcefully open it and leave the human land
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