The great wilderness shrouded in night, the boundless night of the night, you can still hear the roars of some fierce beasts, and torches have been lit in the Qingyang Mountain Range.

A team of Qingyang tribesmen were dressed in leather armor and held iron spears in their hands, their bodies were extremely bloody, and their eyes were like lightning constantly patrolling the safety of the mountains.

Half of the night has passed, but Qing Yanghuan did not feel the slightest tiredness, and the fierce beast blood essence in the clay pot was only absorbed less than half, so that the injuries in his body were almost recovered, and the rest was naturally absorbed by the blood spear.

That was one of the costs he paid for keeping the stone spear, but despite that, there was excitement in his eyes.

Absorbing the blood of a Divine Hidden Realm beast, the silent stone spear flickered with a faint purple light again.

"Your cultivation method is sketchy, most of the blood and qi essence you absorb is wasted, and as for the condensed Qiqi bone pattern in your body, it is even more wrong. ”

The blunt words once again manifested in Qingyang Huan's mind, but he didn't care at all, although the Qingyang clan has been inherited for thousands of years, the strongest person is only a totem mirror, and the sky he sees is only the ancient land of Lashan.

Now there is a statue in front of him who doesn't know what kind of existence to explain to him, this is not what chance is!

Ignorance is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are very blind to ignorance, and you are not willing to understand the truth at all, which is hopeless!

"The bone pattern is the manifestation of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, among those ancient clans, there are strong people who enter the endless wilderness to hunt the true beast xenomorphs, and take their blood and bone essence to build the foundation for the dolls in the clan, that is, let them comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth when they are young!"

"The real bone pattern should not have the slightest barrier from the body at all, the blood and bones move the bone pattern in unison, and even the manifestation of the Dao Law!"

"The bone pattern is integrated into the body, and the power of the bone pattern is truly understood, and with the help of the bone pattern, the bone pattern can be used to control the heaven and earth, and the bone pattern into the body can be tempered at a deeper level!"

"Your bone pattern is just imprinted into the blood bone, but it is offered as a treasure, even if such a bone pattern is taken from the real dragon's pattern of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, it can't be used for battle, what use is it!"

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By the time the stone spear fell silent again, it was already two hours later, but Qing Yanghuan's eyes were scorching.

The difficulty of martial arts cultivation, although most of them can be started, but it is very difficult to achieve something, and there are about 30,000 clansmen in the entire Qingyang clan, even the women in the clan, all of whom have stepped on the realm of the first level of martial arts, but most of them are at the initial level of tempering flesh and skin.

There are less than a thousand people who can enter the realm of divine treasure, and even so, the vast majority of them have broken the shackles by accumulating over the years, and they have exhausted all their potential after opening a treasure, and many people have already entered old age, and their blood and qi have begun to decay.

As for the realm of the Regents above the gods, there is his father Qingyang clan elder Qingyang, and there is also the Qingyang clan's guardian mountain beast, a Qingyang Xuan, which is rumored to have lived for hundreds of years, experienced several generations of patriarchs in power, has been sleeping in the mountains, and will not wake up until the crisis in the clan.

Shi Spear's words had a great impact on his original martial arts cultivation, and he felt more and more that the Qingyang Clan, who was in charge of the land of ten thousand miles, was too small!

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In the early morning, facing the early sun, Qingyang Huan held a stone spear and drove a wildebeest horse, rushed out of the Qingyang Mountain Range, and ran out of the mountain range for more than ten miles.

"Daddy said that the men of Qingyang should stand up to the sky and the earth, support the heaven and earth for thousands of miles, mother-in-law and mother are the ladies of the clan, and if they are gentlemen, they should do something for the masters, protect the inheritance of Qingyang, and protect the stability of the human race within a radius of thousands of miles!"

"I have seized the opportunity to create, I will definitely not give up, the clan fights for life, and the warriors fight for their lives!" After taking a deep look at the tribe, Qingyang Huan rushed into the primeval forest.

The primitive dense mountain forest, filled with gloomy, fishy smell, there are all kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants hibernating, from the stone spear to get the opportunity, two days have passed.

This time, without the clan soldiers of the Qingyang clan to follow, he entered the reckless ancient forest alone, and grew up guarding the primeval ancient forest, he naturally understood the horror in it.

In order to be able to break through the Casting Body Extreme Realm within two years and grasp the next creation, he had to go all the way.

Although the clan can still supply his cultivation, some tempering cannot be replaced by resources, he needs to recast his body, and some killings also need his own personal experience to understand.

There is also the Qiqi bone pattern in his body that needs to be re-smelted, and only by experiencing a real life-and-death struggle and re-smelting the bone pattern can he stimulate the mysterious Dao power contained in the bone pattern, and then go to the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

And if he wants to cultivate to the extreme realm of body casting, all his previous cultivation will be abandoned, and he will let himself embark on the path of body casting again!

The majestic mountains are one after another, and the ancient trees are endless, and the vines as thick as an arm are coiled on the ancient trees like pythons.

There is a cry of a fierce bird in the void, which is as big as three zhang, and a swoop down will destroy the ancient trees within a range of more than ten zhang around, and in the middle of this ancient tree, Qingyang Huan did not dodge at all.

This was the third day he had entered the Ancient Forest, and he had encountered a total of twenty-seven fierce beasts, killing eleven of them, severely injuring three, and the rest were all seen from a distance, just running wildly.

"Chirp!"

The birds' feet cut through the ancient forest like a big bird, slashing towards his body, cutting through the air with a roaring sound.

"Kill!"

Qingyang Huan shouted, holding the stone spear in his hand at the same time, a bone pattern flickered, and the phantom of a different fierce beast burst out.

Boom!

The stone spear and the claws of the iris bird collided together, emitting a metallic trill, followed by a broken claw flying out horizontally, blood spurting wildly, the big bird was in pain, and broke out with a shocking cry.

"Come again!"

Qingyang Huan swung the stone spear again, and a bone pattern manifested and smashed towards the head of the Iris.

The stone spear blessed with the power of the bone pattern smashed down on the head of the Iris, cutting a large blood hole, and the blood gushed out like a spring.

Without the slightest hesitation, he threw himself directly towards the warm blood, and his whole body was watered with blood, but his whole body was covered with blood, and the pores of his whole body were breathing.

Chirp!

The iris bird was not yet dead, let out an unwilling roar, Qingyang Huan then stretched out his hand to hug its neck, and the blood of his arms flashed and broke its neck, and the blood gushed out even more violently.

The boy in the Great Wilderness was born with blood, so he didn't have the slightest timidity in everything he did.

"The blood qi in the body is almost consumed, so the impact on the body can be minimized by the cultivation before self-slashing!"

At this moment, there was a touch of firmness and ruthlessness in Qingyanghuan's eyes.

"Ah......h

A roar like a beast sounded, and his whole body was filled with blood, and the hot current in his body gushed like a volcanic eruption, and blood and qi erupted through his pores.

Originally, the blood light floating on the body, like a pouring flood, all of it overflowed from the body at once, even if most of the blood and qi in the body had been consumed in the past few days, but this pain still made him fall on the fur of the Iris.

Don't break it, don't stand it!

The three-year casting body has formed a kind of rigidity in his body, and if he wants to cultivate to the extreme realm, he must start over!

What's more, the most important thing is the bone pattern derived from the poor blood, which is a treasure that he is reluctant to waste.

The beads of sweat dripping down the size of the bean merged with the blood, and the severe pain made his immature face a little hideous.

"Senior Stone Spear, help me regain my understanding of the Poor Qi Bone Pattern!" clenched his teeth, almost grinding out between his teeth.

From the blood qi squeezed out of the body, an illusory glow condensed, turning into a strange beast like a tiger but with wings, this is the great ferocity, even if it collapses into blood, there is still a kind of ferocity remaining.

Qing Yanghuan's words fell, and the originally silent stone spear flashed with purple light.

Burst!

The poor phantom let out a roar, still shattered by the stone spear, and condensed into a cloud of black light again.

Qingyang Huan didn't care about anything else, and put the black light into the palm of his hand with one hand.

"Give me Ning!"

In an instant, he felt a violent killing rush into his body, and began to wreak havoc all over his body, his limbs and hundreds of bones transmitted a sharp pain in the heart, and there seemed to be insects and ants in the depths of his flesh and blood.

Even the blood of the warm iris bird could not bring him the slightest warmth.

Airplanes!

The stone spear trembled, and the rich blood light rushed down from the top of his head like a small river, and was absorbed into his body.

The rolling blood light was like a tide, wrapping Qingyang Huan into a blood man, and the Qiqi blood bone essence that was rerefined according to the method given to him by the stone spear was nothing more than an illusory ball of blood in his eyes, and it began to turn into a crescent-like pattern, revealing a rich killing and rage.

Poor Qi is a vicious beast, born to kill impermanently, very bloodthirsty, even if it is a poor strange beast with only a trace of blood, but this origin of killing and tyranny will not change.

Just sat down for three days and three nights, and there were constantly fierce beasts smelling blood, but they were all directly killed by stone spears around, exuding hot blood essence, which was absorbed by Qingyang Huan!

"Poor Strange Beasts are born to kill the world, is this the killing bone pattern that belongs to Poor Strange?"

Three days later, when Qing Yanghuan opened his palm again, a vague crescent moon manifested in the palm of his hand, exuding a tyrannical and murderous aura, triggering him an urge to kill as much as possible.

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