The flowing blue light distorted the void and sent the figure directly out of the small world, and Qing Yanghuan's eyes looked at the remaining two.

"You ......"

Poof!

Accompanied by two golden rays of light, the two figures flew out sideways almost at the same time, and one of them exploded, distorting the void, and the figure disappeared in place, but two golden rays of light fell from the distorted brilliant blue light.

It's a pity that although people leave, it is impossible for the grouper to leave the secret realm.

Syllable!

Seeing his companion leave, the last remaining young warrior also crushed the blue bone talisman in his hand, the bone talisman shattered, with a golden light flashing, Qingyang Huan reached out and grabbed it, and took the golden light into his palm.

Knock! Knock!

It was only half a foot in size, gilded throughout, and the two front legs were strong and powerful, even in his hands, he was struggling hard, and the flapping of his tail and the beating palms of his hands rattled like the beating of war drums.

"The blood is so strong, it's no wonder so many people come here. ”

Packed the grouper in his hand into the blue bone pattern, the seven groupers defeated the three young warriors, but he didn't have an easy time next.

Although he is not afraid of anyone of his generation, there are no less than a thousand warriors of the same generation who have entered the secret realm of Xu Hai this time, and it is not easy to prevent the secret of the stone spear from leaking out and blasting all these people out, and there are hidden alien races among them.

Half a day later, Qing Yanghuan's figure appeared a hundred miles away, his head was full of golden crows, and he even noticed a few faint qi machines along the way, which was obviously not the momentum that the young martial artist who came this time could have, he was all bypassing the edge of the place.

However, this small world is too vast, and it seems a little difficult for him to plan for this opportunity to be exclusive.

In the blink of an eye, another half day passed.

The grouper in the blue bone pattern in his hand had reached twenty, and of course several unlucky ghosts had met him.

At night.

The golden crow fell, and there was a faint glow flickering on the dome of the sky, and the faint stars were shining, making the whole mountain forest seem a little quiet.

Sitting in a valley, Qingyang Huan looked at the twinkling stars on the sky, and there was a touch of shock in his eyes, the bright starry sky, like the outside wilderness, there is no difference, magnificent and mysterious, vast and unpredictable.

Even in this small world, the Dao is far clearer than the outside world, this is the king's comprehension of martial arts, which is too vast and ethereal in his eyes.

The sable lay beside him, its two small eyes flashing with purple light, constantly flashing towards the surroundings.

"You said that in such a big place, how can you find other people?"

Grabbing the little thing, Qing Yanghuan stared at it and said loudly.

A look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the sable got out of his hand in protest, and the next moment stood on his shoulder, two small paws grabbing his hair dissatisfiedly.

"Why are you looking for them?" Sable's immature voice sounded in his head.

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan's thoughts were silent, and soon his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the sable from his shoulder, rubbed its little head despite its protests, and made the sable's two little paws grab it randomly.

Click!

A purple lightning flashed, Qingyang's black hair exploded, and the sable hid a few feet away, standing upright and laughing.

An hour later, the high hanging world dome became brighter and brighter, and in the primeval forest, the ancient mountains were like giant beasts under the towering night, as if they were opening their mouths to devour everything.

The craggy rocks, the dark forest, a pair of cold eyes, a flickering chill, but feeling the momentum exuded by Qingyang Huan, they all fell silent.

Unlike what he imagined, there was no fight in the small world, and everything seemed to be so peaceful, even at night.

However, this silence seems very terrifying, like a volcano that is about to fall silent, all of which is suppressed at once, and there will be a moment when it will burst.

Facing the flames sprinkled by the golden crow, Qingyang Huan walked in the direction guided by the Hook Snake Seal, but this walk was ten days, and the number of golden groupers in his blue bone pattern had reached one hundred and sixty, and nearly a hundred martial artists were sent out of the secret realm by him.

Except for these human races he encountered, he didn't see any other race, everything was so peaceful, but it made people feel more and more depressed.

......

Lashan City.

The blue passage was suspended above the void, and from time to time there were ripples and turbulence like a tide, and the warriors gathered here already understood very well that it was obvious that another martial artist had been sent out of the secret realm of the Xu Sea.

"Qingyang Huan, I won't forget it like this......"

A figure flew out of the blue channel, shouted from its mouth, and fell directly to the ground.

However, when he reacted, he found that there was silence around him, and a pair of eyes were staring at him like this.

"Hey...... , this time it's not a branch, it's a stone, it's a stone!"

"Little brother, what kind of treasure is the branch in your hand, tell us big guys, let's also open our eyes and see what kind of spiritual thing this branch is exchanged for grouper. ”

Seeing the stone that fell with the figure, a warrior shouted with laughter.

"It's a stone, you guessed it, it's not a wild fruit. ”

A middle-aged warrior sighed, and with a wave of his big hand, a blood-colored streamer roared out, heading towards a strong man next to him, and the strong man grabbed the blood qi, which was a string of blood essence stones.

"I guess the person who sent it out next time will be a stone. ”

Putting away the blood essence stone, the strong man laughed and shouted at several warriors around him.

"I still don't believe it, I bet that a martial artist who is sent out by Qingyang Huan must bring wild fruits!"

"Stones, I guess!"

"A hundred blood essence stones, I bet it's a branch!"

......

Listening to the chaotic sounds around him, the martial artist who had just been thrown out of the secret realm couldn't help but turn dark.

"Kid, be content, being thrown out by that guy from the Qingyang clan is already your fate, don't believe it!"

Hearing this, the young martial artist looked into the air, and a young martial artist was covered in blood, one of his arms had been cut off, and he fell to the ground like a silky air.

"Besides, people also exchanged treasures for your grouper, the same for the same, we pay attention to barter, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Seeing the person who collapsed next to him, the young martial artist couldn't help but tremble, he didn't get the opportunity, if he was half-disabled, the road of martial arts in the future could only be said to be wasted.

"Am I lucky?"

Holding the stone in his hand, the young warrior's eyes couldn't help but be stunned, but it was a golden grouper, a xenomorph that made up for the blood, so he exchanged this broken stone for it?

After a while, the young warrior disappeared into the crowd, and the eyes of many warriors looked towards the passage again, and after a short half a while, he finally understood why the warriors around him were like this.

Anyone who was deeply injured and had broken arms and legs was blasted out of the secret realm, most of them were done by other martial artists.

And all the warriors who were blasted out by Qingyang Huan were not so seriously injured, but there were some things in their hands, stones, branches, wild fruits, and even one person with a fierce beast was sent out.