Tides of blood poured into the body, and Qingyang Huan's body was like a closed oven, melting the sea of blood.
Each blood vein was crystal clear, rolling like a roaring river, glowing with a pale golden light, connecting all the bones in the body. roar During the thought, if there is a fierce roar, if a real dragon roars, the majestic blood energy penetrates the whole body, and the momentum is like a rainbow, rushing to a certain part of the body, all accumulated to a point.
Ho ho ho Zhenhuan roared repeatedly, and the violent vibrations made his whole body tremble, sweeping inside and outside, and then exploded with a roar, and a black hole floated on his body.
The eighth divine treasure Click.
However, in an instant, the surging blood energy was like a great tide, surging in all directions of the body.
Fine cracks opened on the wrinkled body, and the blood energy all over the body exploded, and a rich blood tide floated up.
The violent blood agitation lasted for half a day before it subsided.
The blood filled the whole body like crystal amber, enveloping the cracks in the body.
A mouthful of blood floated around the body, gurgling blood, echoing with the body, nourishing the torn flesh and blood in the body.
This time, the blood hole actually tore open his body, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Obviously, his body Some can't stand it.
"Everyone has their limits.
If you want to control any amount of power, you need a corresponding foundation.
If the foundation is not strong, if you force it to be hidden, you will explode and die."
When it comes to cultivation, Shi Mao can be said to have rich experience, and he spoke out about Qingyang Huan's current situation.
"If you want to be stronger, you must be stronger."
Qingyang Huan nodded.
This truth is naturally easy to understand.
Take the Tibetan method of the Qingyang tribe as an example.
Some warriors have developed three Tibetans, while some warriors can only create one Tibet.
Everyone has his limits.
To be stronger, you must first temper yourself to be stronger.
Two days later, after adjusting the breath in his body to the peak level, Qingyang Huan picked up the precious blood he had previously obtained from the clan collection.
"senior."
At first, the ancestor of the clan did not melt the seal that wrapped the precious blood, but it was an advantage for him to keep it until now.
However, opportunities are unpredictable, and the reason for everything that seems simple now is because of the stone spear.
If it were not for the stone spear, these fortunes in front of us would still be out of reach.
A purple light floated, and the seal that was originally wrapped in the precious blood flowed in the void like water, and then completely disappeared. boom The next moment, the crystal ban disappeared, and a drop of precious blood originally wrapped in it fell down and landed on Qingyang Huan.
"Ahem, why is it a stone?"
A pale golden stone with a size of ten feet appeared out of thin air, bursting the stone house, crushing the stone bed, and Qingyang Huan fell into the earth.
It was obviously a drop of precious blood, but now it turned into a hill.
"Ah, a mountain has grown out of Brother Huan's stone house."
"No, no, it was Brother Huan who turned into a mountain."
Several children playing at the entrance of the valley opened their eyes wide as they saw a pale golden rock growing out of thin air.
Not only the little baby, but also the warriors around him heard the sound.
The great elder Qingyang Rong appeared outside the rocks, with doubts in his eyes.
What is this like A mountain grows out of thin air Rumble The next moment, a loud shout sounded, and the hill grew again.
Qingyang Huan stood up from the rocks and soil, holding up the ten-foot-sized hill.
"It's all gone."
Soon, the great elder spoke out and dispersed the tribesmen who had gathered around him.
He also asked tribesmen to guard the entrance of the valley to prevent the little kids from rushing in.
"I said, Senior Shimao, please tell me, what on earth is this?"
Panting heavily, the mountain seemed small, but it was too heavy.
Even if he lifted it up, his legs would sink into the earth, and it would continue to sink.
"There are mountains in the wilderness, bathed in the blood of dragons and born into beings.
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After passing through the years, they gave birth to a kind of mythical beast.
The dragon head and horse body are the Zhongshan mythical beasts.
This is a drop of the precious blood of the Zhongshan mythical beast."
"You always said that this is a mythical beast.
It is definitely not a mountain.
Where is the dragon's head and body."
Holding the hill with gritted teeth, Qingyang Huan's face turned red, and he couldn't help shouting: "Even if it is a divine beast, how can I integrate it into the divine treasure?"
boom Immediately afterwards, a roar sounded, and the hill fell to the ground.
Qingyang Huan emerged from underneath and circled the hill several times.
No matter how he looked, it was still a mountain. hold head high The bloody divine treasure floated out, and gurgling blood flowed to the hill.
Qingyang Huan suddenly seemed to hear the sound of a dragon roaring, a vast and majestic atmosphere.
The pale golden stone seemed to be melted by fire, turning into a kind of flowing crystal.
A huge dragon head appeared.
The dragon's beard was as long as a whip and its feet were two feet long.
The dragon's power was surging, its momentum was like a rainbow, and the horse's body was strong and strong.
Like a pillar of heaven, the whole body is surrounded by light golden light.
It took him a full day to refine the Jinshan Mountain in front of him, or it should be said to be the Zhongshan Divine Beast, into the Divine Treasure.
Moreover, this drop of precious blood was really too much to make the Zhongshan Divine Beast submerged in the Divine Treasure. , suddenly condensed into substance.
Running like a blazing fire and as powerful as a blue dragon, he is the God of Zhongshan.
Of course, these words were Shi Mao's evaluation of this divine treasure, and Qingyang Huan responded passively, but this also illustrates its extraordinary quality.
On this day, the eagle's cry echoed through the mountains in the sky, and a big blue eagle landed in the Qingyang Mountains.
Soon, Qingyanghuan learned the news that Daying had brought back.
Master Zhenjiang issued an edict that the mayor of Wanshan City was vacant, and all tribes and clans in the Lashan area were eligible to compete.
However, this qualification is only for the younger generation.
Young people from all ethnic groups fight against each other, and in the end the winner's tribe takes over Wanshan City.
This edict reached Qingyang Mountain, and the Great Elder hurriedly summoned Qingyang Huan.
The Qingyang clan could not help but have a peep at Wanshan City.
Such a city can be said to be a cornucopia.
Qingyang hunts the wilderness and accumulates information.
It is much better than sitting in one city, where warriors from all over the world gather together to trade resources with each other and collect commissions.
Obtaining Wanshan City is equivalent to opening up another way for the Qingyang clan to accumulate wealth, which no tribe in Lashan will ignore.
After returning to his new residence, Qingyang Huan fell into silence, and it was already difficult for the Qingyang tribe to support him in the following training.
They could only start with the rewards from the human race's ancestral land, so the fight for Lashan was inevitable.
Even without the edict of Lashan Zhenjiang, he would have gone to the ancient land of Lashan.
If he couldn't get through Lashan, how could he go to the more distant wilderness.
In the end, he agreed to Shi Mao and wanted to go to a mysterious place.
Although Shi Mao had not determined it yet, he knew that it would not be a simple place at all.
Based on this, the edict of Lashan Zhenjiang and his next steps are basically the same.
It is also inevitable to compete with the younger generation of Lashan
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