The warriors of the Three-Handed Clan in the palace were all excited.
Since the Elder Palace has such an attempt, it proves that they have a chance to get involved in the sea.
The vast ocean, with its blue waves and dotted islands, has so many resources.
The spiritual trees and mineral veins on the offshore islands alone have long attracted the covetousness of many ethnic groups.
However, with the East China Sea as its back, the Sea Tribe has huge power, but It is not easy to get involved, and the three-hand clan naturally dare not take action.
Now, I don't know what happened to the Hai Xie tribe, and they actually retreated to the offshore area.
Suddenly, this offshore area millions of miles away is freed up.
God wants to give it to them, and it would be a waste of natural resources if they don't accept it.
"We can't occupy this sea area, but there are people who are not afraid of the Sea Clan."
Suddenly, Ji Kou spoke up again, with a smile on his face, and said: "We, the Three-Handed Clan, are a small tribe.
We can just follow the strong ones and get a share of the pie.
Just like a long, long time ago, we occupied this continent. , just like enslaving the human race.”
"Small tribes have their own way of living, and they must rely on strong tribes to survive."
"Monster clan" After Ji Kou finished speaking, the warrior below blurted out without any hesitation.
The demon clan wants to take action If the Monster Clan takes action, then there is something to be done for this matter.
Back then, the Three Hands Clan followed the Monster Clan and occupied such a large land, mountains and rivers.
Now, it is not impossible to follow the Monster Clan to get a share of the Hai Clan's pie. matter.
You can even get a lot of money.
Anyway, the demon clan will naturally resist the anger of the sea clan.
The three-handed clan can just follow behind and make a little profit.
Even if they can't occupy this sea area, it's still cost-effective to make a profit and leave.
From the very beginning, the Three Hands Clan has followed the Demon Clan's lead.
Although it has not yet reached the point of becoming a vassal race of the Demon Clan, it is only a nominal difference of forty.
Otherwise, with a mere three-hand tribe, how could anyone with such a big face be able to occupy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the Western Continent, enslave numerous human tribes and blood descendants, and hold it for such a long time.
As for why there are so many powerful races in the world, the Three-hand Clan is attached to the Monster Clan.
There is a lot of mystery in this.
The Monster Clan is indeed powerful.
This race that has existed since ancient times has powerful strength and unfathomable heritage.
There are even rumors that the birth of the Monster Clan originated from the first batch of mythical beasts in the world, which were beings called gods.
The ancestors of the Monster Clan are the descendants of the gods, which are countless years earlier than the human race.
It's just that time has passed, and people can't remember the medieval and modern times alone, let alone the years before ancient times.
Even though they experienced the Great Destruction before the ancient times and were born again at the end of the Middle Ages, the Monster Clan once again became one of the races with the largest number of people in the world.
However, the Monster Clan is too complex and lengthy, with various bloodlines intertwined. .
Landscapes, vegetation, and trees can be transformed into demons, and ferocious beasts can be transformed into demons.
The most important thing is that the bloodline of the demon race is the most mottled among all races in the world.
Even now, the demon clan is constantly creating new bloodlines.
The bloodline reproduction among the various branches of the Monster Clan has resulted in too many mottled bloodlines, which are neither like tigers nor wolves.
The chaos of bloodlines can only make these four different branches form a branch of their own.
This kind of thing is too common in the Monster Clan.
Common.
The ancestors of the Three Hands Clan saw the mottled situation of the Monster Clan.
Although the strength was huge, the various ethnic groups competed with each other, but it was like a piece of loose sand.
Even if the Three Hands Clan attached themselves to the Monster Clan, it would not be a big deal.
The scattered monster clan has no chance to annex the Third-hand clan.
They can't solve it internally.
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Isn't it a joke that they want to annex other clans?
This is in the best interests of the Third-hand clan.
Therefore, the Sanshou Clan hitched a ride on the Monster Clan, and a small clan became prosperous. bang bang bang However, at this moment, the sudden sound of clapping hands sounded in the hall, seeming to applaud their plan.
Who.
Suddenly, these warriors of the Three-Handed Clan felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
However, when they wanted to let go, they found that their whole bodies were imprisoned.
The invisible mountain suppressed them, crushing the inner world, and the terrifying power seemed to tear them apart.
Everyone's mind.
The terror of death swept in from all directions in the hall, condensing into tiny ice shards in the air and falling rustlingly.
Their minds were imprisoned, and all the three-handed warriors were left with their big eyes moving.
They couldn't even speak, and there was panic in the depths of their pupils.
Looking at the human woman lying on the cold ground in the hall, Qingyang Huan waved his palm, and pieces of broken animal skin flew up to cover her delicate body covered with scars.
"Who are you" At this moment, Xuan Lin entered the hall, saw the scene in front of him, and immediately shouted.
"Bold, what are you doing, how dare you" puff However, at the next moment, an invisible force burst out of the air and directly hit Xuan Lin's chest, sending him flying away.
Blood scattered on the ground, and he was hit hard outside, where his thugs saw him.
"Elder, what's wrong, elder?
Is the superior clan angry again?"
However, when they saw Qingyang Huan walking out of the stone palace, murderous intent suddenly appeared in their eyes.
"You are a bold and crazy person who dares to act arrogantly in front of the superiors of your clan before he is captured without restraint."
Thinking of the Third-hand Clan uncle in the stone palace, the eyes of each warrior showed excitement.
In their hearts, they did not think what the Three-hand Clan warriors would do, but they wanted to capture Qingyang Huan and show off their merits in front of the Three-hand Clan warriors. .
This is truly sad.
Puff puff puff It is conceivable that these people are like ants in front of Qingyang Huan.
Not only them, but also all the warriors of the Three Hands Clan in the Yuqian tribe were imprisoned by Qingyang Huan, and there were also the lackeys of the Three Hands Clan, but he did not kill them.
Including Xuan Lin before, he was only seriously injured, but his thoughts were still very clear.
This shit deserves to die.
But he doesn't need to take action The blood debt on their bodies requires the Yuqian tribesmen to take action themselves.
Soon Duanhe appeared, and with his warriors, he personally captured all the warriors and relatives under Elder Xuan Lin.
"Duanhe, do you know what you are doing?"
"You are bringing disaster to the entire tribe."
Xuan Lin lay on the ground and watched the warriors and relatives under his command being escorted over one by one.
"Fuck you" Duanhe kicked out and kicked Xuan Lin towards the tribesmen gathered below.
"Give my daughter her life."
"Give my young son his life."
Xuan Lin fell down, and women in the crowd rushed towards Xuan Lin as if they were going crazy.
Qingyang Huan said nothing and disappeared into the Yuqian tribe.
About three hundred warriors from the Sanshou clan brought by Ji Kou were all handed over to Duanhe.
However, there were more than 20,000 people in the tribe accompanying Xuan Lin.
Counting their relatives, most of them were old, weak, women and children.
"Three-hand clan, give back my child's life."
"Give my son his life back."
"Ahhhhh" There were roars and cries, and the entire Yuqian tribe fell into madness.
Seeing Duanhe take it upon himself to cut off the head of the previously arrogant gimmick, it completely detonated the emotions deep in the hearts of every tribesman.
Repressed hatred to the extreme.
"kill" The hoarse voice, as if roaring from the depths of his throat, completely plunged this tribe in the mountains into a frenzy.
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Soon, the warriors of the Three Hands Clan were snatched away by many clansmen.
They roared, and they opened their big mouths and bit them directly.
Over the years, how many men in the clan have been kidnapped by the Three-Handed Clan and never come back, how many young girls have been brutally murdered by them, and how many have died in unknown ways.
However, no matter how much they eat the meat, those tribesmen will never come back.
"ah" "Ahhhhh" Each tribesman looked up to the sky and roared, and each warrior beat his chest desperately, not caring even if his internal organs were buzzing and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
They opened their mouths and bit down on the warriors of the Three Hands Clan.
Even though their teeth were shattered, they still swallowed the flesh and blood whole.
In this way, all the warriors of the Three Hands Clan, as well as a bunch of lackeys under Xuan Lin, They were all quartered alive.
Some tribesmen couldn't stop tears from the corners of their eyes, and they hugged the warriors beside them and cried bitterly.
Some clan members could not kneel down and cried loudly.
"ah" Ahhhhh
They are venting the repression in their hearts.
They have been repressed for too long and their hatred is too deep.
Throughout the night, there were constant roars, hoarse sounds, and roars in the Yuqian tribe.
More than three hundred warriors from the Three-Handed Clan were left with only broken bones.
More than one hundred thousand Yuqian tribesmen were born with a taste for their flesh.
His blood and bones were broken and ground into powder, but he still had a trace of unwillingness. early morning.
The voices in the tribe before the rain finally fell down gradually.
Each tribesman lay on his back on the ground indifferently, staring at the sky with his eyes blankly, as if he had lost all his strength, and did not want to move a finger.
Even Duanhe, the leader of the clan, was lying on the ground.
Beside him were the two elders Qin Wu and Lin Chuan, and his animal robes were stained with blood and rolled up.
"Ha ha" The pain of squeezing for decades was gone. happy Even if I die at this moment, I will have no regrets Worthy of my own blood Worthy of the thousands of ancestors who have long since turned into loess Death is not terrible terrible is alive "Break the river, let's" Qin Wu spoke out, his voice hoarse.
"Someone told me that unless he dies, none of us will die."
Tilting his head, Duanhe looked at Qinwu beside him and said, "I believe him."
Woo woo woo When the rays of the morning sun spread over this mountain forest, the vicissitudes of life and the sound of the horn resounded throughout the world.
In an instant, the bodies of the Yuqian tribesmen lying on the ground trembled suddenly.
A clear spring seemed to flow into their dry hearts, nourishing their withered souls.
Woooooooooooo On a mountaintop not far from the tribe, Qingyang Huan took out the simple horn that Baopuzi gave him.
At this moment, the horn buzzed and made a long whimpering sound, vaguely illuminating a blood-stained blue sky
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