Qing Yanghuan's voice spread throughout the tent, buzzing in the ears of the Bull Demon King.
At this moment, the Niu Demon King's expression changed.
He had been able to control the Da Rong clan and have been stable in the Shenmu Domain for so many years.
Naturally, he could not be as careless as his face.
However, Qingyang Huan's words made his heart tremble. effectiveness Is it just effectiveness?
A wry smile appeared on the corner of the Bull Demon King's mouth.
This was to ask his Da Rong tribe to completely surrender to the feet of the human race in front of him.
However, do the Dayong tribe have the strength to refuse?
Qingyang Huan stared at the Bull Demon King without any worry.
He believed that the person in front of him would make the right choice.
The Dayong clan is too small.
Perhaps the Quan Rong were powerful in the world back then, and the Quan Rong cavalry was illustrious.
Unfortunately, there are no Quan Rong in the world anymore, and there is only a surviving Dayong clan left, and that's it.
"The Da Rong tribe is willing to serve the Lord."
The next moment, the Bull Demon King knelt on one knee, and a shiny horn appeared in his hands, covered with some lines and with a mysterious halo.
This is surrender, just like how humans and demons surrendered to their masters back then.
"good."
After grabbing the horns handed over by the Bull Demon King, the next thing will be much easier to handle.
Sacrifice with blood and tell the world.
The entire Da Rong clan now has less than a million people, with only tens of thousands of young men.
However, the entire Da Rong clan can be warriors, and they are more rugged than the human race.
Besides, he does not need Da Rong warriors to go to the battlefield to conquer.
Instead, they need the methods of cultivating war beasts that have been passed down from generation to generation.
Returning to the big tent again, this time there was an old figure in the big tent.
He looked similar to the Bull Demon King, but he was older.
The horns on his head were as dry as tree roots.
He was the oldest figure of the Dayong tribe.
The old one is the old dog Rong Biao.
"I don't know what kind of exotic beasts my lord wants to cultivate as cavalry mounts."
"Jian, a descendant of Zhen Jian's bloodline."
This Qingyang Huan did not hesitate.
As a member of the Qingyang tribe, he has an unbreakable bond with Jian.
The people of Qingyang worship Zhen Jian more like a tribal totem.
Even when he was a child, he had fantasized about owning a Qing Yang beast as a mount.
Of course, Qingyang Huan is only a descendant of the fierce Zhenhuan bloodline, and the bloodline is far away from Zhenhuan.
According to ancient legends, an adult True Dragon can tear apart a True Dragon and an Elephant, rivaling the gods, and is truly a supreme evil.
In today's era, there are naturally no Zhenhuan, but many of the Zhenhuan bloodline have been passed down.
Qingyanghuan is just a branch, and there are also bloodline branches such as Jinmaohuan, Jinguanghuan, Darihuan, and Gray Stonehuan.
The reason why the Dayong tribe is used to tame the beasts is because the Dayong tribe has a method that is difficult for all tribes to achieve.
They can purify the bloodline of the beasts they cultivate.
For ferocious beasts, bloodline is supreme.
Ordinary ferocious beasts cannot be promoted to a higher realm at all, and not all ferocious beasts are qualified to be cultivated.
"My lord, there are many true Jong blood descendants in the wilderness today, with mottled blood.
Even the Qingyang Jong bloodline mentioned by the Lord is not noble.
Pure-blooded Jong beasts are rare in the wilderness, so it is not easy to cultivate them. " In the big tent, an old voice sounded, and Quan Rongbiao spoke out.
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Since they were asked to cultivate the beasts, they would not randomly capture some beasts containing the true bloodline.
Such mottled bloodlines would not be conducive to inheritance and reproduction.
"My lord, there is an extremely rare true dragon in the wilderness.
It is rumored that it contains two bloodlines: true dragon and true dragon.
However, it involves dragon beasts, which is a bit troublesome."
"True Dragon" This makes Qingyang Huan a little surprised.
He has seen quite a few ferocious beasts and alien species so far, but he has never seen a real dragon.
"It's normal for my lord to be confused, because the true dragon dragon contains dragon blood, and even contains two powerful bloodlines.
It has a high status in the dragon clan, at least it is the peak royal clan."
Hearing this, Qingyang Huan nodded.
The number of pure-blooded true dragons was very rare.
The total number of pure-blood dragons in the entire world would probably not exceed a hundred.
However, there were so many dragon species.
The dragon beasts of various bloodlines are simply beyond imagination.
Of course, many of them are useless waste and the Dragon Clan does not recognize them at all.
However, for some dragon species with extremely strong bloodlines, the Dragon Clan will still accept them as outsiders of the Dragon Clan.
The True Dragon Clan is a foreign ethnic group of the Dragon Clan, and there is a True Dragon Clan king sitting in the clan.
"My lord, you can actually find other Jong beasts with True Jian bloodline, and your subordinates can cultivate them, but the cycle will take a longer time."
"I will naturally find a way to deal with the real beast.
What other preparations do you need?"
"It requires a small world and a large amount of blood food.
The ferocious beasts are naturally predators of the weak and need to be fed with a large amount of blood food.
The Lord also needs to gather the war beast knights as soon as possible.
If he wants to cultivate real cavalry, he needs to let the knights and war beasts gather together.
It’s been a mutual rapport from the beginning.”
"I will prepare for this.
When the time comes, the Dayong clan will only focus on raising warlike beasts.
If it is done well, following me may not be unable to restore the glory of the Dayong clan."
Regarding this, Qingyang Huan naturally doesn't mind throwing a big cake out first.
Qingyang Huan nodded as Quan Rongbiao said.
After all, this is not a human-demon cavalry.
The human-demon cavalry is a lone wolf in the beginning.
Everyone needs to find their own wolf species from the beginning, and then transform into a demon.
Wolf.
After leaving Dayong Ancient City, Qingyang Huan prepared to return to Haoyuan and arranged many hints, but Gu Buxian spoke out.
"Ah Huan, let's go to Weijie to see those poor Luduan descendants."
Seeing Gui Buxian blinking his little eyes, and the glint in his purple eyes flickering around, Qingyang Huan knew that he was not holding back any good intentions.
"It's okay to take in a Da Rong tribe, so why not take in another World Spirit tribe?
Besides, this is a descendant of Luduan, with the blood of the auspicious beasts of heaven and earth.
Although he practiced demonic methods without authorization, he was cursed by his bloodline and lost his body.
It’s mysterious, but this tribe is not without merit.”
Holding the small thing in front of his eyes, Qingyanghuan stared at Gui Buxian and said, "Tell me what you have in mind."
"hey-hey."
Paddling his short legs, Gu Buxian didn't care that Qingyang Huan was carrying him.
Anyway, he was already the most spineless turtle in the world, so what was wrong with being carried.
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"Do you know what an auspicious animal is?"
Then Gui Buxian pretended to be mysterious and hummed, looking very impressive.
"Let me tell you, in the ancient times of the human race, there was a saying of the four elephants and the four sacred beasts.
When the human race was first established, the first human emperor sealed the blood of the four sacred beasts to stand at the four ends of the world.
Later, a unicorn was added as the five sacred beasts.
Comparable to the strength of the emperor, at that time, the human race used the sacred beast as a totem to sacrifice and pray for protection. " "The human race who suffered a disaster sacrificed holy beasts.
When the holy beasts sensed it, they would send down their mighty power to help the human race resist the disaster.
However, these five holy beasts were established by the human race, but Luduan was not.
Luduan's auspicious energy came from the sky. " "The Lu Duan looks like a white deer, with coral-like jade horns on the top of its head.
Its body is slender and graceful.
It is said that it is transformed by a wisp of auspicious energy from heaven and earth.
Those who see the Lu Duan will have good luck."
Qingyang Huan did not refute Gui Buxian's words.
Luck is so mysterious.
Although it cannot be seen or touched, no one can deny his existence.
"World Spirit is the blood descendant of Lu Duan.
If you can get his favor, luck may come to you."
At this moment, it was Qingyang Huan's turn to look at the turtle as if he were an idiot.
Who in the world didn't know that the bloodline of Luduan's descendants wanted to transform, shed the beast's womb, and practice demonic methods, so he was cursed and disappeared.
Auspicious.
If not for this, the Jie Ling clan, as the descendants of Luduan, would have been carved up by all the races in the world, and then worshiped like their ancestors.
The current Jieling clan has the reputation of being the descendant of Luduan, but their auspiciousness has turned into a curse, and they are hated by the heavens.
"Please beg me quickly."
However, in response to Qingyang Huan's words, Master Gui became even more arrogant, raised his little head, and said.
“What do you think of turtle soup?”
"Do you think Mr.
Turtle is a turtle who is threatened by others?"
The next moment, Gui Buxian wanted to break free from Qingyang Huan's hand, struggled hard, forget it, let's talk, so he suddenly said: "What if Lord Gui has a way to weaken the curse of the World Spirit Clan?"
This is right.
Then Qingyanghuan put Gui Buxian on his shoulders again, and Lord Gui felt aggrieved.
"Let's go and see Weijie."
Weijie.
There are many various small world spaces in the Guixu world, but most of the space worlds cannot withstand the baptism of space storms.
Therefore, only small worlds with strong boundary walls can become a gathering place for warriors.
As the small world where the Jieling Tribe is located, the mountains and rivers in the Weijie are majestic.
The entire small world of a million miles is full of hills and ancient peaks.
Mountains as high as ten thousand feet are everywhere.
The mountains are continuous and undulating.
However, the World is not only the world where the World Spirits live.
It is an open small world.
Warriors from the outside can freely enter and exit this small world.
However, the small world is under the jurisdiction of the World Spirits and is also the place where the World Spirits live and reproduce. land.
Similar to the Dayong Clan, the World Spirit Clan is also an ethnic group sheltered under the Human Race.
The mountains in the middle of the Weijie are majestic and majestic.
The Jieling people live in the undulating mountains and dense ancient forests below.
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On the top of thousands of peaks in the center of the Weijie is a suspended ancient city, supported by thousands of towering peaks.
With.
The ancient city is suspended in the sky, with a radius of thousands of miles.
There are pavilions and pavilions in the city.
The Jieling clan has an agreement with the warriors from all realms.
The ancient city of Weijie welcomes the warriors who come and go, and the mountains and ancient forests under the ancient city are the place where the Jieling clan lives and reproduces.
Warriors from other races No trespassing is allowed unless necessary.
Speaking of the cursed World Spirit Clan, the warriors who come and go have long lost interest.
It is not as important as getting the recognition of a virtual spirit.
After all, only the virtual spirit can guide the way in the ruins, so that we can not get lost.
Even now that Qingyang Huan walked out of Haoyuan, it was only with the help of Feng Zhi, let alone those ordinary warriors.
In the depths of Weijie, the overlapping mountains make the ancient forest look a bit dim.
Green and majestic ancient trees and vines are intertwined, and the green vines are as thick as pythons hanging down, filled with a fresh fragrance and vast atmosphere.
Qingyang Huan fell into the depths of the ancient mountain.
In the distance, a petite white deer-like figure emerged from the grass with a small head.
It stared at him with big crystal eyes blinking, with curiosity and a hint of timidity in its eyes
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