"With me, I can advance you to the realm of spiritual photography."
The faint words completely stung the deepest pain in Lu Xiong's heart.
As the tenth person who once aspired to the top list, he was high-spirited and prosperous when he was young, so he never paid attention to the Soul Photographer Realm.
However, the passage of time has defeated the pride in his heart, and even standing here today, just because he wants to join an ancient clan in exchange for promotion, he is unwilling to stop at the Divine Treasure Realm.
Looking at the young man with a smile in front of him, he looked very much like him in the past.
He had a majestic head and wanted to swallow mountains and rivers with anger.
"What do you want?"
Lu Xiong finally said subconsciously.
"Who do you think the Qingyang Clan is?
Lu Xiong, do you really believe in the words of a child?
If you want to advance to the Soul-Taking Realm, how much good fortune can the Qingyang Clan give you?
Only my Blue Blood Ancient Clan can have such a good fortune come to you."
The old man who was seriously injured by Qingyang Huan roared with disheveled hair.
"If Lu Xiong doesn't make a move and seizes the talisman for the top spot, I will report it to the leader of the clan and add you to our green-blood clan.
In the future, soul-catching will not be the end of your martial arts."
Seeing Lu Xiong's hesitation, the elder of the Jade Blood Clan roared again: "Compared to our ancient Jade Blood Clan, Qingyang is nothing." puff However, in an instant, a scream rang out, and blood exploded from the chest of the roaring elder of the Blue Blood Clan.
As if struck by thunder, he suddenly fell to the ground again, making no sound.
What The sudden change prevented the surrounding warriors from reacting.
They saw that Qingyang Huan had stepped off the corpse, and the elders of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan turned into a pool of bloody mud.
"You, you, you, you actually dare to kill the elders of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan" Jin Chanjing opened his eyes wide and pointed at Qingyang Huan.
When he saw Qingyang Huan looking towards him, he couldn't help but shuddered all over.
Now that all the elders of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan have been killed, there won’t be any more of him.
"What do you want to do?
My brother Jin Chanchen is ranked eighth on the ranking list." puff Without any warning, the aura that Jin Chanjing had just gathered suddenly collapsed, and he flew out coughing blood.
"I, you want to make enemies of our Golden Toad Ancient Clan" puff This time, the muscles and bones screamed together, and the cracking sound spread in all directions.
Jin Chanjing's whole body bones shattered, completely turning into a puddle of mud and collapsed on the ground.
"No, I, I, I, I, I, I will hand over the talisman for the top spot."
Although there was reluctance in his eyes, Jin Chanjing kept shouting that Qingyang Huan really dared to kill him, and he didn't care about the blood foam coming from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, he was asking for life.
The light flashed, the one-horned white sheep roared, and the clouds rolled and turned into a jade bone talisman, which flew out from Jin Chanjing's body and was caught by Qingyang Huan's big hand.
Looking at Jin Chanjing again, Qingyang Huan was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that this person was quite aware of current affairs and knew how not to suffer the immediate losses.
But looking at the resentment hidden deep in his pupils, it was a pity. puff The blood was like a tide, making all the surrounding warriors' hearts tremble, and everything was silent. kill Qingyang Huan actually killed him again in front of Shenzang's aspiration list in full view of everyone.
He killed the elder of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan, killed the thirty-seventh young man from the Golden Toad Ancient Clan, and even took away the Bone Talisman of the Golden Toad Ancient Clan.
How dare he?
Are you not afraid of the wrath of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan and the wrath of the Golden Toad Ancient Clan?
Or are you confident that the Qingyang Clan can sweep everything away and are not afraid of other clans?
Grabbing it with a big hand, he put the Bone Talisman for the Summit in his bag.
Since the Bone Talisman for the Summit can become a family item, then this Bone Talisman will be the property of Qingyang in the future.
"Asshole, this junior relies on his own talent, but he dares to kill like this.
Do you really want to become a human race like a jungle, without distinction between right and wrong, and be despised by my human race?"
There was a roar, and a middle-aged warrior in the crowd squeezed through many warriors and shouted to Qingyang Huan.
Buzz However, Qingyang Huan just raised the stone spear in his hand, and this move immediately made the surrounding warriors subconsciously step back. call out The dark stream of light on the stone spear gathered and moved forward a few feet away.
Suddenly, the killing stream of light broke through the air and drew a line a few feet away.
The dark killing light cut through the void and left a faint trace.
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Even from a distance, people felt a deep sting.
"The mood of killing" "After comprehending the artistic conception of killing in the Xiaocheng realm, the Shenzang realm actually comprehended the artistic conception in Xiaocheng's realm."
The dark killing light penetrated directly into the earth, leaving deep traces in everyone's eyes.
"This is the boundary.
Anyone who crosses the boundary is to challenge me."
After the words fell, Qingyang Huan stopped looking at the many warriors in front of him and turned his eyes to Lu Xiong.
The talents of warriors who can enter the top ten on the aspiration list will naturally be extraordinary.
Even if they are stuck on the threshold of promotion, perhaps the only difference between promotion and promotion is a chance.
You can imagine how painful it would be for a genius to waste time because he was unable to be promoted and watch his peers advance so triumphantly.
Such a scene would accumulate in his heart.
It is not surprising that he made his previous actions under such a subtle influence.
All the belief in his heart is to be promoted to the Soul Photographer Realm.
For this reason, he has to bend his knees and commit himself to the ancient clan.
However, this is fine.
Lu Xiong is not from a wealthy family.
Helping him to be promoted to the Soul Photographer Realm in the future will be a great opportunity for him or Qingyang.
Good helper.
The reason why wolves dare to eat tigers is because when they are unable to dominate the mountains and forests, they gather in groups and hunt in the wilderness.
This is the way to survive.
Compared to the warriors in Lashan, he knew the bad news about Master Zhenjiang, and no one could predict the turmoil that would follow.
In the past few days, he has also sorted out the whole story.
Through the scenes that manifested in his mind at that time, what Lashan Zhenjiang did was just to clear the way for the replacement of the old and new Zhenjiang positions in Lashan land and prevent him from doing so.
After the death, the aliens took the opportunity to cause trouble in Lashan.
Without suppressing the warriors in the area, Lashan would be completely disrupted by the aliens.
For this reason, Zhenjiang did not hesitate to take Henggongyu and use his body to eliminate serious harm to Lashan.
He also ordered his soldiers to mobilize to exterminate the lurking aliens.
This was the last thing he could do for Lashan.
As a place to control Xinjiang, it is well deserved This was also the first person who shocked his heart When he was a child, the word human was the first word he heard from a clan member.
It felt a little vague and far away, but now it makes him feel so close.
The sense of crisis that followed also began to permeate his heart.
Even when the whole town was helplessly bleeding, he was only in the Divine Tibetan Realm, so how could he protect himself.
Compared to the vast wilderness, the Qingyang Clan is nothing, so he needs strength This kind of strength is not only the improvement of his own strength, but also the strength of those around him.
Lu Xiong is just the beginning.
"Why should I trust you?"
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lu Xiong spoke out, his eyes fixed on Qingyang Huan.
The next moment, Qingyang Huan's big handprint was on his shoulder, a faint purple light penetrated his body, and the sound of dragons and tigers roaring suddenly sounded.
"Is that enough?"
After a moment, the sound in Lu Xiong's body disappeared, and a flash of throbbing appeared in his eyes.
At that moment, there were signs of a breakthrough in his body that had been silent for a long time.
"What should happen to those who have spoken harshly before?"
Before Qingyanghuan's voice fell, Lu Xiong rushed towards a warrior: