The dense ancient forest has a poisonous miasma and rancid smell, which has become more and more dense after years of accumulation, and the depths are full of cold, with the low roar of fierce beasts.

Although it is only the second step of casting, it is enough to compare the huge strength of ordinary peak martial artists of casting, so that Qingyang Huan has the qualifications to go deep into some ancient forests.

Since he was a child, he has been exposed to the ears and eyes of the clan, and he has seen a lot of warriors in the clan who have returned from hunting, broken arms and limbs, and even cold corpses, even if his strength has improved at this time, he has not despised this reckless ancient forest in the slightest!

Shout!

At this moment, a floating blood-colored stone spear pierced through the ancient forest, made a whining sound, and directly pierced into the body of a golden-scaled one-horned rhinoceros.

When the golden-scaled rhinoceros was about to resist, the blood light on the stone spear flickered, and a golden-horned rhinoceros with a foot the size of two zhang turned into bones in a few breaths.

Call!

Immediately following the depths of the forest, Qingyang Huan appeared, pulling out the stone spear from the remnant bones, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Seventy-nine!"

He was dyed with a strong bloody breath, this was already the eighth day, and he chased in the ancient forest for eight days, and he also fled in the ancient forest, and the beast robe on his shoulder was torn, and there were faint scars that had not disappeared.

The fierce beast that left him this scar was the sable that had driven many fierce beasts into the swamp earlier, and he had chased this sable for hundreds of miles in the ancient forest in the past few days.

Coincidentally, nearly two hundred miles away from the original swamp, he had encountered this sable again, and what made him feel the most was that the sable had already met him, and he pounced on him, and roared from his mouth.

Of course, the sable that grabbed him on the shoulder was also wounded by him with a bloody spear, and he had already determined that this sable was a different species, so he chased after it.

In the same eight days of killing, he was also sharpened again, and even if he intended to attract blood qi, he could float a faint blood-colored glow within half a foot of his body, and he finally let the power stored in the flesh and blood be completely tamped, and he could control it like an arm command, and there was no slightest vanity in the huge force between the waves, and the real ten thousand catties burst out.

He condensed his power to the depths of his flesh and blood, and even improved his previous refining of his bloodline, his whole body strength also exceeded 10,000 catties, and he had already begun to derive towards 11,000 huge forces, and the third step of blood refining had been fully entered.

This is also the realm before he rebuilt, but now it is not the same, and it can even be said to be a earth-shaking change, all the reasons come from the stone spear in his hand, an opportunity, is the opportunity of the storm.

Not only him, but also the entire Qingyang clan has been given the opportunity to be created, but now he has a little luck, although the temper of the stone spear is not clear, but he didn't kill him at that time, it is really the ancestors of Qingyang who have appeared.

But then again, as a teenager who has just stepped out of the tribe, he is deeply aware of his father's true legend of not letting go, and under the circumstances at that time, it was simply an involuntary move, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.

Shout!

At this moment, a purple light burst out from the depths of the forest and shot directly towards him.

"It's you!" Without the slightest panic, Qingyang Huan picked up the stone spear, spun half of his body, and shot directly towards the purple light.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a sound of collision, and the purple streamer flew out upside down along the original path, piercing the ancient tree one after another, and he also retreated backwards, stepping into the earth with every step.

Then he pulled his foot out of the soil and killed the sable, this little thing is very vindictive, although he is chasing and killing the sable these days, but this little thing is also constantly sneaking up, and it seems to put him to death!

In an instant, there was a killing intent on the stone spear, the killing bone pattern manifested, and a faint blood light floated on it, and he hit the place where the sable fell to the ground in a few jumps.

Roar!

With a low roar, all the hairs flashing with purple light on Zidian's body suddenly rose, a pair of eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and he slammed from the ground, and his two little claws flashed with sharp light, grabbing towards Qingyang Huan.

Bang!

The stone spear and the sable's small claws collided together, and there was a trilling sound of gold and iron, and the sable was knocked out again.

"Little thing, look where you run this time!"

However, the next moment, I saw that there was a rich purple light on this little thing's body, and a one-foot-long thunderbolt was derived, and it slashed towards him like this!

Call!

Purple thunder and lightning danger, Qing Yanghuan's entire body jumped up and dodged to the side.

Click!

This purple lightning directly hit an ancient tree the size of a bucket, but the violent thunder covered a radius of ten zhang, and all the ancient trees were split into ashes.

By the way, Qingyang Huan was also affected, and the arc like a spider web split him away, and he stumbled into the ancient forest.

Bang!

At this moment, the sable turned into a streamer and struck again, and the stone spear in Qingyang Huan's hand slashed down horizontally to block it, but he also found that after sending out this purple lightning, the fur on the sable's body became dull and looked a little sluggish.

After being knocked away again, this little thing did not have the slightest entanglement, and actually drilled directly into the depths of the mangrove and escaped!

There is such a little thing in mind, how can Qingyang Huan rest assured, naturally he swept over and chased after him, and this chase ran out of the Baili Ancient Forest, and even the sable almost led him into a dangerous place.

The vast ancient mountains are endless, and Qingyang Huan chased this sable into the ancient forest, and did not forget to hunt the fierce beast for the stone spear along the way.

Chasing and killing all the way, he also became cautious at this moment, the roar of the fierce beasts in the depths of the ancient forest became more and more dense, and he had to look around, not to mention that the sable had the ability to drive away the fierce beasts.

"There's movement!"

At this moment, he heard a voice from a hundred feet away, and he didn't care about anything else, and he directly prostrated himself on the ground and covered himself in a pile of dead wood and rotten leaves.

"Let's go!"

Soon two tall men came quickly, each carrying a tusked pig on their shoulders, and each step seemed heavy.

Inkstone Mountain!

Qing Yanghuan, who pressed his body into the rotting fallen leaves, had surprise in his eyes, and the other wooden signs on the waists of the two strong men in front of him were clearly the symbols of the Yanshan Department.

The Yanshan tribe is a tribe that is not much different from Qingyang, and dominates the vast land in the north of Qingyang, but the two tribes are actually only thousands of miles apart, so there is constant friction in the past.

Similarly, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, a long time ago, Qingyang and Yanshan both drew a hundred miles at the junction as a buffer zone, so there have always been disputes between the two clans, but they have not reached the situation of violent fighting!

"Brother Mu Bu, this is the buffer place between my Yan Mountain and Qingyang, if there is really a copper mine, then the Qingyang clan will not give up!"

The strong man holding a bone knife in his hand said loudly.

"As long as we occupy this vein in advance, even if Qingyang has objections, what can we do?

"Cuprite!"

Looking at the two Yanshan tribesmen who carried the fanged pigs on their backs, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with a fine light, like a young wolf who had encountered its prey!