In the main hall, the voice of Bingyun River continued to sound, telling the situation of the three-hand domain near the sea area one by one.

Compared with the land where the human race lives today, the Zhongpin tribe is already on a par with the generals, and in comparison, the division of the ancient human tribal system inherited from this land is more detailed.

Compared with the tribes here, the blood relationship between the tribes and people on the land of the human race is very close, such as Qingyanghuan's own tribe Qingyang Clan, all of whom are clansmen of Qingyanghuan bloodline, even if there are occasional other bloodlines mixed in, they will be fused by Qingyang bloodline over time.

There are very few tribes with chaotic bloodlines, unless there are tribes formed by traveling rangers who have just gathered scattered Terran warriors, but if this kind of tribe has been multiplying for a long time and intermarrying with each other, the bloodlines will gradually blend and gradually merge together.

And on the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, because of the long-term war, the destruction of the tribe is just a matter of day and night, many tribes are forcibly kneaded, or in order to survive the Terran warriors from all sides spontaneously aggregated, making the bloodlines in the tribe more mottled and chaotic, often in a tribe, there are dozens or hundreds of bloodline inheritance, and there are many surnames.

This is also caused by the helplessness of reality, the cruel survival environment, which has caused the way of self-protection of the Terran warriors, such as the Wanghai Division, there are a few Wanghai Tribes that have been destroyed by the Haiqi Department over the years.

Every time it was destroyed, it was just a trip to the Western Continent to capture some Terran warriors, so that Terran warriors from various bloodlines from all over the world forcibly kneaded together to form a new Wanghai Division.

Under the long-term war and the oppression of foreign races, the Terran warriors on the Xiaomang Desert Continent have been squeezed all the time since they were born.

The Hou Pin tribe above the upper tribe is divided into lower, middle, and upper ranks, even the tribes of the lower rank of Hou Pin also need to have the True One Realm and the Double Heaven Flesh and Blood Derivative Realm to sit in the town.

And Hou Pin's middle tribe needs at least a martial artist from the fourth stage of the True One Realm and the True One Death Realm, as for the tribe of Hou Pin's upper position, it needs a martial artist from the True One Self Realm, and most of the tribes at the peak of Hou Pin need a half-king.

However, in fact, on this continent, the alien races of the heavens often do not allow the human race to give birth to tribes of the middle rank or above, and for the martial artists above the double heaven of the True One Realm, they will send martial artists to hunt them, in order to raise the human race and have no strength to resist their enslavement.

Another difference is that the Terran tribes on the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, even if they are low-grade Terran tribes, most of the people in them have tens of thousands, and in order to facilitate the enslavement of the Terran Race, most of the tribes will let the Terran warriors gather together.

"Hall Master, these Terran tribes are all located on the land of mountains and rivers near the sea, and when they are integrated, counting the scattered Terran tribes and settlements, there are more than one million people, which is enough to settle on the surrounding islands and establish new tribes. ”

Suddenly, Bing Yunhe said again.

"How about Ah Huan, do you want to start here, the three-handed clan is not the weakest among the many alien races in the Western Continent, and it is not far off, just take him to the knife, the key is that we don't have so many warships in our hands, how to bring these human races back and place them on the surrounding islands." ”

Suddenly, the turtle said out loud.

However, Gu Buxian did not say that he would directly set foot on the Western Continent to occupy that land of mountains and rivers, if so, they would not have to work so hard to lay a foundation in this sea area.

If Qingyang Huan sets foot on the Western Continent, it will be enough to beat the tense nerves of the Heavenly Alien Race, and they will never allow the Terran Race to rise up and occupy the mountains and rivers of the continent, which will definitely attract the attention of the strong people in the world of their respective races.

"Elder Wan Ji, the next thing to build the warship is up to you, it only needs to be big enough to carry the Terran people, and you don't need too many weapons and defenses. ”

After pondering for a moment, Qingyang Huan said loudly: "The rest of the elders, let's go to the sea to hunt sea beasts, mine casting materials in the ore veins, and when this time is over, when there are clansmen under our command to gather, we can breathe a sigh of relief and leave these small things to them." ”

"Yes!"

"Ah Huan, then how can we transport the Terran bloodline, we can't hide it from the Three-Hand Clan at all. ”

"Hide?"

Hearing Gu Buxian's words, a smile appeared on the corner of Qingyang Huan's mouth, and he asked rhetorically: "Since we can't hide it, why should we hide it from the three-handed clan." ”

"Let's set foot directly on the Three-Hand Domain and bring back the Terran bloodline in a fair and honest manner!"

What the!

Hearing this, many martial artists below showed surprised looks in their eyes.

Although the Three-Hand Clan is not ranked among the Heavenly Clans, it is still a behemoth for them, not to mention that there is a Ten Thousand Hand City in the center of the Three-Hand Domain, in which there is also the king of the Three-Hand Clan.

According to Qingyang Huan, this is a direct declaration of war with the three-handed clan!

When the time comes, the king of the Ten Thousand Hands King City in the center of the Three Hand Domain will definitely not give up.

This move is so crazy that even if they all live again, they can't help but feel terrified.

"Hall Master!"

"The hall master can't, the three-handed clan has a king in charge, although the kings stationed in the Xiaomang Continent are mostly the kings who are not welcomed in the clan, but the king is irreversible!"

"The king is irreversible!"

"Please think twice!"

......

As Qing Yang Huan's words fell, chaotic voices sounded in the hall, and for the elders, Qing Yang Huan's words were too crazy.

So much so that those of them who had died once lost their sense of proportion and shouted one by one.

"Why not!"

However, Qingyang Huan's voice was sonorous, like a thunderbolt exploding, instantly suppressing the chaos in the hall, with a strong killing.

Ever since he stepped into the Little Reckless Continent, no, he should have set off from the Eastern Wilderness of the Human Race, and his heart had been grabbed by an invisible hand more than once.

In the Cave Void World and the East China Sea, the Terran soldiers who stepped on the battlefield and were badly injured, they should have died in peace, but they were sent to the mouths of the fierce beasts.

Even if they feed the murderer with their bodies, but those soldiers who have broken arms and limbs and have been badly injured still have hope in their eyes, they hope that the human race will stand up again, even if they die without a place to be buried, they will still die without regrets.

Not only him, but even any of the burners knew that only the soldiers who had retired from the battlefield had the courage to laugh at death, because they felt that they had not protected their people's blood.

Came to the small wilderness continent, the alien race wreaked havoc, raised the human race for slaves and blood food, ravaged the reckless wilderness, wantonly slaughtered the human race for nourishment, what is the reason for all this!

Even though the land of the Terran race and the wilderness are separated, separated by the vast ocean of the East China Sea, the Terran bloodline on both sides has the same bloodline flowing in their bodies, and this bloodline is not separated by distance at all.

Why should the old and young women and children of the human race suffer the humiliation of the alien race and die tragically at the hands of the alien race!

This scene, one scene after another, appeared in front of his eyes, and it was hard to imagine how many human bloodlines had died at the hands of foreign races since ancient times.

From the Sanshou Domain alone, you can look at the entire Xiaomang Desolate Continent, the area of the Sanshou Domain is more than 10 million miles, enough to breed hundreds of millions of human races, and now the human bloodline that reproduces in this vast land of mountains and rivers is less than 100 million.

It's hard to imagine what kind of slaughter those Terrans have experienced.

The inheritance and battle blood of the race from which it originated were cut off by the alien race one by one.

Couldn't the human sword be stained with blood in this heaven and earth?

Qingyanghuan's voice was like thunder, and the words were sonorous, which made the whole land fall into a kind of silence.

However, for many warriors in the hall, there is still hesitation, as Terran warriors, they are not cold-blooded beasts, but to save people, they must also ensure their own safety, otherwise they will even get in, how to save the Terran blood.

Right now, where do they have the strength to fight against the king of the three-handed clan.

This is the reason why everyone retorted to Qingyanghuan.

However, for Qingyang Huan, he naturally thought of everyone's worries, and the establishment of the Flame Temple, to put it bluntly, was also for him to improve his strength, and in the process of improving his strength, he saved the human bloodline. 、

This is the obligation of being a member of the human race, under this world, it is impossible to be alone, and the strength of the race can only straighten the backbone of every clan.

The reason why he wanted to take the three-handed clan under the knife, and he was so undisguised, was also because the strength he had improved in this retreat gave him confidence, otherwise he would not dare to do so.

He sensed that he had reached his limit, and he was no longer able to be promoted again by accumulating resources, and he needed to go through a fight.

Long before he had gone through this retreat, his strength had already surpassed the half-king level, and the half-king warriors who wanted to sharpen their own bodies and alien races could no longer give him too much tempering.

He had to look for a tougher opponent!

King!

Once upon a time, this was an unattainable realm, but now he wants to see if he can step into the sky and fight the king.

"Hall Master!"

Seeing that the light of his eyes fell on him, Qingyang Huan got up from the main seat, and his whole body stepped down from the stone seat step by step, waiting until the moment he fell to the center of the main hall.

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth trembled, the hall swayed, and in the eyes of many elders around at this moment, it seemed that they could see the mountains and rivers swaying and the stars falling.

The terrifying power that burst out from Qingyang Huan's body made all of them tremble, as if they were covered with a dim sky.

"What!"

Feeling their own supreme oppression, the elders were bent down one by one.

"King, I'm about to meet the king!"