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"Let's go!"

In an instant, the old man threw the young wood clan in his hand towards the outside of the swamp, and followed by the big iron spear directly through his body, passing through his body and plunging him into the swamp.

"Ah...... , Elder Tsubaki. The young wood clan let out a roar and was thrown a thousand feet away and smashed into an ancient forest.

Shout!

And at this moment, Qingyang Huan pulled out the stone spear from a corpse of the Wood Clan and rushed towards the place where the young Wood Clan fell!

The old thing of the wood clan was about to be thrown out of the young wood clan when he died, obviously it was not so simple, he rushed out of the swamp and chased after him.

Under the siege of thousands of Qingyang clan soldiers, this Mu clan warrior, who was only three or four hundred people, did not make much waves at all.

Perhaps in the entire Great Wilderness Land, the power of the Terrans is not at its peak, but this is the hinterland of the Terrans, and powerful aliens cannot penetrate at all.

However, small groups of alien races are not uncommon in the land of the human race, so for the killing of alien races, the men of the Qingyang clan only have killing intentions in their eyes.

These alien races wandering within the human race, they are like a pack of wild wolves, lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move, peeking at the vast land of the human tribes, they unite with each other to form a formed war division, attacking some human tribes, villages.

The Qingyang clan naturally didn't dare to provoke them, but in the past year, there have been dozens of annihilations under the rule of the Qingyang clan, although most of them are small Terran settlements, but each settlement has thousands or even thousands of people, and there are tens of thousands of tribes, so there will be countless Terran bloodshed every year.

In order to sweep away the alien races within thousands of miles, every year there are Qingyang clan soldiers falling into the hands of aliens, even if the Qingyang clan tries their best to suppress and strangle, they still can't be strangled cleanly.

In the face of aliens, the blood that erupted from the Qingyang clan soldiers was boiling like fire, and they were ruthless, and they tried to kill with one blow.

At this time, Qingyang Huan had already rushed out of the swamp, and the young men of the Wood Clan before rushed towards the depths of the ancient forest without looking back, and the sudden arrival of the Terran caught them off guard.

There were mottled blood stains spilled on the earth, shuttling through the ancient forest along the bloodstains, and there were more than ten Qingyang clan soldiers following behind him, for these clan soldiers, the most important thing was the safety of the young master, followed by hunting the wood clan.

Woohoo!

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan's entire body rose into the air, and several vines broke through the air in the place where he originally landed, followed by several vines that broke through the air and hit him.

Burst!

The stone spear smashed down and directly chopped the vines, and his body retreated backwards, and the young warrior of the wood clan hid around him, blending in with the ancient forest.

"Terran cub, you are a genius, do you dare to come up and fight me when I am here!" followed by Ling Han's voice.

However, in the next moment, Qingyang Huan retreated to ten zhang away, and joined the Qingyang soldiers who caught up in the rear.

"Set fire!"

The corners of his mouth sneered, Qingyang had the absolute power to strangle this small handful of wood clans, and he still liked to crush the past most directly.

As the young master of Qingyang, Qingyang's strength is his strength, and a Mu clan who fled in the wilderness has lost his qualifications!

Suddenly, more than a dozen men who caught up with him threw the leather bags on their backs towards the surrounding ancient forests, and the flames were directly ignited.

"Ah......h

There was a scream in the flames, the surrounding ancient trees trembled, and the vines contracted violently like needle, and about ten zhang away in front of them, an ancient tree rattled, followed by a figure squeezing out of it.

"As the young master of the clan, he doesn't even have the courage to fight, Qingyang is really unpopular!" The Mu clan squeezed out of the ancient wood roared, originally wanting to provoke Qingyang Huan to step forward, but Qingyang Huan didn't pay attention to him at all.

However, at this moment, Qingyang Huan did not hesitate at all, ran ten feet away, jumped up violently, and then fell heavily and stepped directly on the Mu clan.

Bang!

The young Mu Clan's chest was stepped into, and his face suddenly distorted and hideous, and Qing Yang Huan stepped on him and fell to the ground, crushing his bones.

"Ah......h

The wolf's howl sounded, and Qingyang Huan's other foot stepped down on the chest of the Mu clan again, and the sound of bones shattering sounded, and then he kicked towards the Qingyang clan soldier.

The Mu Clan, who had been broken by an unknown number of bones, was kicked away again, and blood spit out directly from his mouth, and the man in Qingyang in the rear directly grabbed it with both hands in the air, and smashed it down on the ground again, and there was a sound of broken bones.

At this moment, the young warrior of the Mu Clan turned into a puddle of mud and collapsed on the ground.

Bang!

However, Qingyang Huan landed with a foot and stepped directly on his face, and the Mu Clan martial artist could only let out a howl like a fierce beast.

"If you want to challenge, are you qualified?"

Qingyang Huan sneered on his lips, and his feet were exerted again, the young martial artist of the Mu Clan screamed, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of the chest of the Mu Clan's already blurred flesh, and there was a flash of blue light on the bloody chest.

He didn't care about the blood-stained palm, and in his palm, there was a cyan bead no bigger than his thumb, which shimmered.

Millennial Tree Heart!

Seeing this thing, a smile appeared in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, this is the treasure that the old thing of the Mu clan wanted to give away just now!

In the great wilderness, the creation is endless, the heaven and the earth are all for their lives, and the earth gives all kinds of creations to all the spirits, this thousand years of wood heart is a good treasure, only some thousands of years of ancient trees can be derived, containing the essence of the incomparably pure grass and trees, is a treasure medicine for healing.

"Take him back!"

Put away the thousand-year-old wooden heart, Qingyang Huan no longer looked at the mud-like wood clan warriors under his feet, it was really the heavens that favored Qingyang, with this wooden heart, the great elder may have hope, if he can go further, it will be three hundred years of longevity, and it will be Qingyang to have another strong person in the Spirit Realm!

A clan soldier grabbed the half-dead Mu Clan and followed Qingyang Huan towards the battlefield!

The swampy land has been stained with blood, broken arms and stumps have been spilled, and none of the more than 400 Mu Clan warriors has escaped, all of them have been killed or captured, and at this time, Qingyang's clan soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield.

The men didn't care about the blood at all, and directly collected all the bones of the Mu Clan, and tied them up with a vine at random and carried them on their shoulders.

There are also clan soldiers who have collected the bones of the clansmen who died in battle, and bloody fighting has become a part of their daily life.

"What's wrong with Xiao Huan. Seeing Qingyang Huan's return, the worry in Qingyang Luan's heart fell, he was also covered in blood, in the previous battle, he single-handedly killed four martial artists of the Wood Clan Divine Hidden Realm in a row, and at this moment, the violent blood and qi still did not fall.

Seeing Qing Yanghuan nodding, he immediately stopped delaying and shouted at the surrounding clan soldiers.

"Hui tribe!"

Whoa!

One by one, the bloody-blooded clan soldiers roared and began to gather together.

Carrying the bones of the deceased brother and the battered brother, as well as the blood and bones belonging to the Mu clan, the Qingyang soldiers began to return to the tribe.

Among them were more than fifty Wood captives, all of whom were broken to bones and dragged forward like mud.

This is also the harvest of their fight this time, the blood of the wood clan is mild, and there is no rage of the blood essence of the fierce beast, so they are kept in captivity, supply the blood and qi of the fierce beast, and then extract the blood essence in their bodies every once in a while to let the dolls in the tribe cultivate.

In this way, stubble after stubble, as a supply of blood and qi for the tempered bodies of the tribal dolls, the living Mu clan is much more valuable than the dead!

......

Joining up with the people guarding the scaly wildebeest, the Qingyang soldiers galloped towards the Qingyang Mountain Range, and rushed back to the mountain range at night.