Qingyang Huan naturally knew that the riot of beasts in the nearby mountains and fields last night was caused by him.
When he saw the destroyed Shan Xin tribe yesterday, unknown anger rose in his heart.
Of course, the result was that all the most powerful ferocious beasts in the mountains within a radius of two thousand miles were killed by his evil hands.
More than a thousand ferocious beasts were slaughtered by him.
For some reason, at that moment, he felt endless killing. .
Not paying attention to the words of the young warrior in front of him, Qingyang Huan stepped forward and prepared to leave.
Life was cruel, and he failed Gu Linshan in the end.
He did not see his parents and elders, and even when he saw the ruins, he could not identify which one was Gu Linshan's parents.
Unfortunately, he was not the only one to bear the burden of Gu Linshan.
When he first stepped out of Lashan, he had nearly a hundred followers, but now more than half of them were lost.
Following him, the lord who followed him went through many killings, but fell on the road of conquest.
Unknowingly, that depressing feeling reappeared.
"Hey, you are like this."
Seeing that Qingyang Huan was cold and cruel, he didn't want to pay attention to him and left.
The young man's face showed a trace of pity and he muttered.
"Don't you want to see your people?"
In an instant, Qingyang Huan stopped and turned around.
His eyes seemed to burst out with divine light, like a divine sword, piercing the void and piercing into the body of the young warrior.
"There are still people in Shanxin Department" However, the young warrior did not answer his words.
Under Qing Yanghuan's gaze, his whole body was like a cooked prawn, his face turned red, and his body had been pressed to the ground.
I wanted to speak out, but I felt like I was being pressed down by the mighty mountain, and I could no longer breathe.
Huhuhu After a moment, panting heavily and even moving his body backwards with difficulty, the young warrior looked at Qingyang Huan with fear in his eyes.
"Where are the people from the Shanxin tribe?"
Gudong Being watched by Qingyang Huan again, although he had restrained his momentum, the young warrior's throat surged and he subconsciously dodged.
"When the Shan Xin tribe was besieged by the demon soldiers, we, the Qianyu tribe in the west of Luo, and the nearby Qianyu tribe came to rescue us.
Unfortunately, the demon soldiers were so powerful that they finally retreated.
But later, some members of the Shan Xin tribe took the opportunity to kill them.
I don’t know if anyone will survive.” boom The next moment, the young man felt that his eyes were blurred, and he felt that he was directly surrounded by rich blood.
He opened his eyes wide and saw a small pile of blood essence stones piled at his feet, totaling five hundred pieces.
When he raised his eyes again and looked around, the figure that made him feel frightened had disappeared.
In an instant, he took off his animal robe, wrapped up all the blood essence stones, and left in a hurry.
Next, Qingyang Huan began to go to the tribes around Shanxinbu.
There were a total of six tribes close to Shanxinbu with a radius of thousands of miles.
The strength of the tribes was comparable to Shanxinbu.
There were also two tribes that were attacked by the alien tribes. , disappeared forever on the land of Lashan.
The relationship between these tribes and the Shanxi tribe is like a loose tribal alliance.
In the past, the relationship was very close to resist external impact.
It's a pity that this time the demon soldiers invaded, even most of the frontier guards above them were too busy to take care of themselves, so naturally they didn't care about their life or death.
Qian Yubu.
This is a tribe that stands in a green bamboo forest.
The entire tribal village is made entirely of thick bamboos.
The bamboo houses and pavilions look green from a distance. who Qingyang Huan stood in the sky above Qianyu's tribe.
There were less than two thousand people in Qianyu's tribe.
At this moment, the warriors in the bamboo village were all looking towards the sky.
Boom Qingyang Huan fell, and the entire Qianyu tribe warriors immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
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They all held weapons and looked at him nervously.
Even some children playing were grabbed tightly by the woman, held down in her arms, and faced him.
Retreat to the rear.
Wow!
Immediately after a messy sound, green bamboos collided, footsteps were chaotic, and the figure of a middle-aged warrior pushed aside the crowd and stood in front of him.
"This sir, I am the leader of the Qianyu tribe.
I don't know about this sir."
"Not long ago, Shan Xin was destroyed.
Are there any orphans left?"
Qingyang Huan stared at the Qianyu clan leader in front of him.
His spiritual will had already surrounded him.
He was just a warrior who had just entered the spirit-taking realm.
Under his spiritual will, which was high in the heaven and human realm, the slightest emotion was clearly captured. .
"Yes, this sir is" Under Qing Yanghuan's gaze, Clan Chief Qianyu responded softly.
Soon, a woman appeared in Qingzhu Village, holding a swaddling clothes wrapped in snow-white animal skin in her arms.
"My lord, this is the orphan of the Shanxin tribe."
Chief Qianyu whispered and saluted respectfully.
"Previously, the Shan Xin tribe was besieged by demon soldiers.
I also led the warriors from the tribe to rescue.
Unfortunately, the demon army was powerful.
Qianyu had to take care of the tribe, and there were not many soldiers in the tribe, so he could not spare many people to go to the rescue.
In the end, he was The demon soldiers were defeated and retreated."
"While retreating, I saw a warrior taking advantage of the situation to break out of the siege of the demon soldiers.
I led the clan soldiers to rescue him, but unfortunately in the end, the man was seriously injured and could not survive.
Only the thing in his arms was left.
This baby girl.”
Carefully taking the swaddling clothes made of snow-white animal skin, Qingyang Huan looked at the baby whose face was half covered by the soft fur.
The little guy was sleeping soundly.
Maybe he was dreaming about something.
His little hand subconsciously reached up and grabbed it.
Qingyang Huan took out a finger, and the little guy caught it, and he fell asleep quietly again. call The little guy grabbed a finger, and in a daze, Qingyanghuan felt that an invisible mountain collapsed on his body.
I don't know when this mountain was pressing on his heart.
The uncontrollable violence in his heart, It is also melting invisibly.
At this moment, he felt that his mind was relaxed, his thoughts were clear, and in a trance, it was as if all the pores in his body were loose.
What's going on By the time he reacted, it was already an hour later, and he was awakened by the cry of the baby girl in his arms.
The little guy might be hungry, so he grabbed his finger and sucked on it, and kept crying.
Suddenly Qingyanghuan hurriedly handed the baby girl to the previous woman.
When he stood there and fell into silence, the clan leader of the Qianyu tribe, although not very powerful, was thoughtful and had good eyesight.
He could see that Qingyang Huan had fallen into some deep state of enlightenment and did not let anyone disturb him.
He also ordered the warriors in the clan to quiet down.
"You're very nice."
Looking at Clan Chief Qianyu who still stood respectfully in front of him, Qingyang Huan spoke out.
"I don't dare to praise you as a master."
Clan Chief Qianyu bowed again, "Sir, please come into the main hall."
"Don't let anyone disturb me yet."
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Qingyang Huan stepped into the main hall made of green bamboo and blocked the approaching leader Qianyu.
Sitting cross-legged in the hall, his eyes were filled with thoughts and a hint of contemplation.
"Master, what I just said" "People have seven emotions and six desires.
No matter how hard you control them, there will be times when you can't hold on.
From the time your followers went to die, you have already planted the seeds of violence in your heart.
Fortunately, you just removed the violence that originated from your heart.
It has to be completely eliminated, otherwise over time, it will inevitably turn into an inner demon and make you become obsessed with it during cultivation. " "Obsessed" Qingyang Huan suddenly looked startled, this is no joke.
"My Spiritual Will" In an instant, he noticed that his spirit had become extremely mellow, without any hesitation, and he had suddenly rushed from the upper level of the Heavenly Realm to the Perfect Heavenly Realm.
All of this was accomplished in just one hour, without any barriers, as if it came naturally.
"A warrior is not a cold killing sword and gun.
The guilt in his heart represents more flesh and blood.
People must have some thoughts and perseverance in life, right?"
Half an hour later, Qianyu Clan Leader entered the hall in fear.
His eyes were immediately filled with blood energy.
In front of him were densely packed blood essence stones and piles of bone marks.
"You're very nice."
After Patriarch Qianyu reacted, Qingyang Huan was nowhere to be seen in the hall.
After leaving the Qianyu tribe, Qingyang Huan had a snow-white baby in his arms, and the rich blood energy turned into a light shield to protect him in front of him, blocking the cold wind from all directions.
At this moment, the swaddled baby girl opened her eyes like black gems, babbling, waving her little hands, and staring outside.
Qingyang Huan also carried a large leather bag on his back, which contained animal milk, which was of course the little guy's meal.
The only heir of the Shanxin tribe, perhaps this is what he can do for Gulinshan.
The relationship between followers seems to be that of a master and his subordinates, but in many cases it is more like brothers who depend on each other for life and death, and a life-long promise. .
He who is capable of Jin Zhan Shinichi, a great demon, has met his opponent at this moment.
The little thing in his arms doesn't care about the master of Jin Zhan Shinichi.
He will cry when he needs to cry, leaving Qingyang Huan in a panic.
"Are you hungry?
Are you hungry?"
He hurriedly took out the skin bag from his back.
Qingyang Huan was just about to put it to the little thing's mouth, but he quickly stopped.
He used his blood energy to probe into the skin bag, and then poured out drops of animal milk, drop by drop, into the little guy's mouth. in the mouth.
Finally, when the little guy was full, his big black jewel-like eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.
Only then did Qingyang Huan relax.
With the little guy, Qingyang Huan crossed the vast mountains and forests of Lashan Mountain and returned to Qingyang Mountain.
Most of his followers were rootless rangers and had no affairs behind them.
Naturally, the Qingyang clan came to pay homage to them every year.
The journey to the extreme west of Mount Lashan fulfilled his wish, and he could finally leave this land with peace of mind.
One day later, outside Qingyang Mountain, there was a big snow-white wolf, six feet tall, with a towering head that exuded a sense of nobility.
At this moment, the big wolf took a step forward, followed by three little wolves that were also white in color.
The little wolves were only two feet in size, and the down on their bodies had not shed yet.
The three little wolves jumped up and down, running in all directions.
Once they got far away, the big snow-white wolf would growl and run back immediately.
On the broad back of the snow-white wolf, Qingyang Huan was lying comfortably.
Beside him, a little baby was rolling hard with bubbles blowing from the corner of its mouth
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