Deep in Qingyang Mountain, the silver waterfall fell into the pool, making a sound like thunder.
When the waterfall fell to the bottom, it splashed up and was cut off by a figure.
Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged under the waterfall.
The suddenly falling waterfall seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, and was blocked back in the direction of the fall.
At the bottom, Qingyang Huan's body was filled with blood, and beast roars could be heard from time to time in his body.
Unknowingly, it had been three months since he returned to the tribe, and he was visualizing the True Jade in his mind, and even awakened the sleeping Qingyang Jong in the depths of Qingyang Mountain for this purpose.
The benefits are also obvious.
By visualizing the Qingyang Jade and combining it with the method of opening the Tibet, the divine form of the Qingyang Jade in his mind merged with more and more reality, and gradually began to have a real Jong and fierce charm.
The Zhen Jian appeared.
The blood energy in his body stirred up, but he still didn't take advantage of the situation to reopen the half mouth of the divine treasure.
He always felt that something was missing, so even though the visual form of the real god contained a trace of charm, he still did not take action.
Apart from visualizing the true form of the god, the only thing left is to hone his spear skills.
With the presence of Huang Zun, combined with his own source of great evil and the artistic conception he has comprehended, he has deduced a complete story for him.
In terms of spear skills and combat skills alone, all the ancient tribes in Lashan could not match him. roar Suddenly, he straightened up, and the blood all over his body suddenly exploded.
A blood dragon rose into the sky, exploding the waterfall it was holding, and then when the water dropped from the sky and fell into the pool, Qingyang Huan was nowhere to be seen.
In the depths of Qingyang Mountain, a strong and fierce aura lingered.
Qingyang Huan stepped into a cave, as if he had entered a volcano.
The deeper he entered, the more intense the heat became, and his body felt a faint sting.
"You're disturbing me again.
It's not because I didn't tell you that I wouldn't let you come."
Before they reached the end, the whole cave trembled violently, some red stones rolled down from the rock wall, and the sound of thunder exploded in the ears.
Hearing this violent shouting, Qingyang Huan didn't take it seriously and kept walking forward.
When he turned a corner in the cave, he saw a green lion-like ferocious beast lying on a red boulder.
The giant beast's whole body shimmered with green light, with thick lion temples on its neck and two protrusions on its head.
The rest of its body was covered with fine green scales.
It was ten feet in size.
Lying there, it looked like a tower about to erupt. active volcano.
Two big eyes like lanterns were staring at Qingyang Huan like this.
Although the ferocious beast in the Soul-Taking Realm could not speak human words yet, it had already developed animal consciousness, and the previous voice was directly manifested in his mind. .
Qingyanghuan The Qingyang clan’s clan-protecting war beast, this generation of Qingyang Hu has been protecting Qingyang for hundreds of years.
Every time he sees Qingyang Huan, Qingyang Huan can't help but think back to how his ancestors were able to make an agreement with this big Huan to protect Qingyang from generation to generation.
You must know that this is the third generation of Qingyang Huan.
"Uncle Da Feng, I came here to bring you meat.
Since you don't welcome me, I will leave."
A dragon blood bone about ten feet in size appeared in Qingyang Huan's hand, and it would take back the bone pattern space in a flash. roar In an instant, Qingyang Huan's eyes were bright, staring at the dragon bone, which was about ten feet in size.
His huge body suddenly stood up, shaking the entire cave, and boundless gravel fell down, making Qingyang Huan unable to move.
Don’t hide around.
The true blood from the dragon's blood bones was extracted to temper his body.
However, as a totem-level dragon, the creation contained in it does not stop there.
"Don't you just want to know where I'm from?
Let me tell you."
Qingyang Huan opened his mouth and roared again and again.
"That's right.
I'm just saying, Uncle Jian, you and I, Qingyang, are already one and the same.
Tell me where you come from.
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If there is a chance, I can help you find a companion.
It would be better than you being alone in a cave." ”
"Yaoshan Cangwu Mountain" The next moment, Qingyang Huan couldn't wait to swallow the dragon's blood and bones into his belly, and stopped talking to Qingyang Huan to start refining.
In fact, after hundreds of years of support from the Qingyang clan, Qingyang Huan has already reached the pinnacle of the Soul-catching Realm, but it has been unable to be promoted.
Unlike the human race, the promotion of ferocious beasts to the Totem Realm is more akin to bloodline regression.
They have been born since birth.
The heritage of the race has been imprinted in the bloodline since the beginning.
He tried every possible means to know where Qingyang Huan came from, just to see if there would be a chance to meet other Qingyang Huan in the future.
As for this pair of dragon blood bones, he was going to refine them for Qingyang Huan.
Over the past hundreds of years, the Qingyang Clan has suffered more than one crisis.
It can be said that this Qingyang Fang has made great contributions to the clan by fighting bloody battles.
Two days later, Qingyang Huan appeared in the main hall after accompanying his aunt.
But the difference is that in the clan palace, apart from father Qingyang Jue, there are also the eldest elder, clan uncle Qingyang Lie, eldest brother, second brother, and two other clan uncles Qingyang Huo and Qingyang Lin who have been promoted to the spirit-catching realm.
Outside of Qingyanghuan, everyone in the palace is in the Soul-Shooting Realm.
This was something that was impossible to even think about in the past.
"The genius of our Qingyang tribe is here" Seeing Qing Yanghuan enter the main hall, the Great Elder Qing Yangrong said with a smile.
"First elder, uncle, uncle fire, uncle Lin, eldest brother, second brother."
At the signal of everyone, Qingyang Huan sat at the bottom.
"Today we are going to discuss how to arrange Wanshan City.
After all, Ah Huan has won back.
Don't let it be such a pity."
Qing Yangjue, who was sitting on the main seat, spoke up, and his voice echoed throughout the hall.
Hearing this, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and stopped looking at his father.
He obviously wanted it, but now he said he didn't want it.
Not only him, but also the elders and others below him also looked to the side.
"Ah Hui, I think you should be in charge of Wanshan City.
It is close to Lashan Mountain and is a place where rangers gather.
There is a mixture of fish and dragons.
Without strong strength, it is impossible to suppress it.
Moreover, you have to guard against the beast tide deep in Lashan Mountain, and even...
Foreigners must have the power to suppress the entire city.”
The great elder spoke out, although Wanshan City is good, it is also a volcano that may erupt at any time.
If anything goes wrong, it will be a serious blow to the Qingyang clan.
"As for the clan, Ah Luan will be in charge on your behalf.
With an old guy like me here, there is nothing to worry about."
Qingyang Huan fully agreed with the elder's proposal.
Fortunately, there were no other major clans between the Qingyang clan and Wanshan City.
Going south from Qingyang Mountain was Wanshan City, which was equivalent to the north and south ends of Qingyang territory.
"Okay, I will take Ah Hao, Ah Huo, Ah Lin, and some clan soldiers to Wanshan City to completely bring this city under our Qingyang rule."
Suddenly Qingyang rose up and took control of Wanshan City, which meant that the power of the Qingyang clan was growing.
For him, the clan leader, this was something he couldn't hope for, although he knew that all this was brought about by Qingyang Huan.
Yes, but who allowed himself to be his father: