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Chapter 105: Grab the Alien Race and Become a Totem!


After thinking through his next path, Qingyang Huan no longer struggled.

It was important to improve his strength now, otherwise he would really go to the place Shi Mao said and lose heart if he couldn't stop.

That would be truly pitiful.

To improve his strength, he still has to rely on the rewards from the ancestral land of the human race.

Just to enrich his hidden resources, the precious blood that needs to be consumed is not so easy to obtain.

Relying on stone spears to absorb the weak ancestral blood in the wild alien species, that will It would be pathetically slow.

It has to be said that the big figures in the ancestral land of the human race are knowledgeable.

He has no idea how big the human race is.

The treasures given out every year are definitely a huge number.

Soon Qingyang Huan left the stone house, called out Jin Wei, and brought out three three-foot-high jars from the tribe, which contained the blood wine brewed by the Qingyang tribe.

The two of them rushed out of the Qingyang Mountains and headed northwest to the Ancient Nie Mountain.

This nameless mountain range covering an area of ​​several miles has been named by the remnants of the Ancient Nie Clan.

The Ancient Nie Clan who have migrated here these days It has calmed down.

Although the best members of the clan have fallen, life will continue.

After finding Xiong Rong, Qing Yanghuan threw a big jar directly to him.

"drink" Without any extra words, the three of them just squatted casually under a mountain and drank heavily until the entire can of blood wine was consumed, and everyone's face turned red.

"In a few days, I plan to go to various places in Lashan to look for opportunities to break through.

If I'm ready, let's go together."

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Qingyang Huan stood up and said aloud, then rode the scaly wildebeest and rushed into the wild forest to return to Qingyang.

He Rong was left standing there blankly.

After a long time, he turned around and headed deep into the mountains, returning to his clan.

He understood what Qingyang Huan meant by coming.

However, the setting sun has already set for the ancient Xie clan.

If they want to turn into the rising sun again, he needs to do it.

Maybe this will take a long time.

On the second day, Qingyang Huan walked out of the stone house and headed towards a courtyard in the mountains.

Rumble There were roaring wind and thunder in the stone courtyard, the blade was like a crack, and a cyan afterimage kept flashing.

The knife in the hand struck horizontally, and the void exploded with a crackling sound.

When the figure stopped its hand, the stone courtyard seemed to be swept by a violent wind and rain.

"Okay, uncle's sword skills are really superb, good, good, good."

At the entrance of the courtyard, Qingyang Huan's eyes were filled with light, and his hands were constantly flapping, with an expression of admiration.

"You brat, come and make fun of your uncle."

The strong man slashed directly with the knife, Qingyang Huan did not dodge, the knife stopped three feet away, and the gleam in Qingyang Huan's eyes seemed to have never appeared before, replaced by a sly look. laugh.

"Speaking of which, what are you doing today?

Is it to catch Jinlin birds or other ferocious beasts?

But now that you have surpassed my uncle, I shouldn't need my uncle to do these things."

Putting the knife in his hand into the ground, Qingyang Lie looked at Qingyanghuan's winking and said angrily.

"No, my uncle is the real power.

What am I doing?

I still have to rely on my uncle."

"Stop pouring ecstasy soup into me.

Did the brat get into some trouble?

You want me to cover it up for you."

Qingyang Lie spoke up, but shook his head again, "No, you have been practicing in the tribe these days.

You shouldn't get into trouble.

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Besides, even if you get into trouble, brother, you are in seclusion.

You ran out and disappeared."

"Tell me what you want to do with me."

"Uncle, my nephew wants you to capture some aliens."

"A foreign race, no problem."

Hearing this, Qingyang Lie agreed casually, "Qingyang Guards hunt thousands of miles of Qingyang.

It's not easy to catch a foreign race."

Hearing Qingyang Lie's words, Qingyang Huan said with some embarrassment: "Uncle, that's a bit too much."

"How much more do you want?

If there are hundreds of aliens, it will be a bit troublesome.

These remnants are wandering in the mountains and forests, and they are well hidden.

It is really difficult to find them."

"Uncle, the more the better."

"Ah Huan, what do you want to do?"

Qingyang Lie was suddenly shocked.

"There are more than 800 foreign war slaves in the mines in the back mountains of the clan, but most of them have exhausted their energy and will not live long."

"real" Qingyang Huan's eyes lit up, but Qingyang Lie's eyes flashed with confusion again.

"Uncle, take me to see it quickly."

He directly dragged Qingyang Lie out of the stone courtyard and headed towards Qingyang Back Mountain.

In the dark mine, amidst the jumping beast fire, there are figures with chains attached to their bodies, walking out of the entrance of the cave, carrying huge wooden baskets, and carrying scattered rocks out of the cave.

Among these people are the Blood Tribe, the Wood Tribe, etc., about four or five races.

Their auras are decayed and dilapidated.

Some people move slowly, and warriors from the Qingyang Tribe come forward and drop their whips.

If you move abnormally, you will be killed directly.

Right at Qingyanghuan's feet, there were blood stains that had not yet dried up.

"Ariel, have you sent slaves again?

I have lost a lot of slaves in mining recently.

You Qingyang Guards must replenish them for me as soon as possible."

At this time, shouts came from the side, and a shirtless warrior came over, holding a shiny whip in his hand, stained with blood.

"Uncle Huo."

Qingyang Huan called out when he saw the man's evil spirit spreading out.

"Hey, our young master is here.

Does he want the mineral vein?"

"Uncle Huo, I want these alien war slaves."

"No problem.

Just capture whichever one you like.

If you're not honest, just bury it.

I'll choose later."

"Uncle Huo, I've fallen in love with him."

"What, Ah Huan, what do you want to do?

These war slaves are still mining for the clan.

It would be a pity to kill them."

The naked man said.

Soon, the great elder appeared in the back mountain with a cold face, saying that his son was causing trouble again.

"Ah Huan, what exactly do you want to do?"

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This time, even the Great Elder had to pay attention to the fact that the mineral veins in the back mountain were an important source of weapons for the Qingyang Clan in the past.

Moreover, digging mineral veins will cause great damage to the warriors themselves, so it is more appropriate to use alien slaves.

Unexpectedly, Qingyang Huan would set his sights on these war slaves.

Three days later, in the Qingyang Mountains, all the foreigners who were originally mining were captured by Qingyang Huan.

Of course, it took a lot of trouble for him to convince the great elder.

"Senior, do you think it's really okay?"

"Why not?

These aliens have already exhausted their mental strength, so it's a good time to take advantage of them."

The stone spear flashed with purple light and stood beside Qingyang Huan.

The foreign war slaves around Qingyang Huan were all prostrate on the ground, their breaths weak.

"But I am too far away from the totem mirror now.

Is it okay to let them regard me as a totem?"

Qingyang Huan was still a little hesitant.

"It's just to defeat the alien war slaves, and their long-term mining has already exhausted their efforts.

Even if they fail, it can be regarded as allowing them to be relieved earlier

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