Five days later, the morning sun sprinkled on the top of the mountain next to the valley, Qingyang Huan looked to the east, the sun was like golden scales sprinkled on the vast wilderness, and the faint purple gas lay on the top of the sky, floating for 30,000 miles.

"That's the purple qi of heaven and earth?"

With a murmur in his mouth, looking at the top of the eastern sky, a purple floated by, like a purple dragon flying in the sun, it was simply a blink of an eye, not to mention grabbing a purple qi, just the moment he made his move, the purple qi had already dissolved into the sun.

In the past few days, he has stood on the top of the mountain one after another, facing the first rays of the morning sun, looking at the purple light rushing to the bullfight, bright as a god, and disappearing between heaven and earth after a moment of beauty.

For Qingyang Huan to step on the top of the mountain at dawn every day, Lu Xiong and the others have long been accustomed to it, and in their opinion, there is not the slightest surprise, everyone has a different creation, and they all think that Qingyang Huan is cultivating.

"Lord!"

Soon, in the grottoes in the valley, figures walked out one after another, shouting at Qingyang Huan.

Even now that they have been promoted to the Divine Treasure Realm, they are even more in awe of the immature figure in front of them.

A few days ago, when they had just been promoted to the Spirit Realm and condensed the soul stone fetus in their minds, a faint spiritual sense was attached to their bodies and they could gain insight into the surrounding environment, Qingyang Huan fought with them again.

Although this time it was not like the first time, one person monopolized a group of them, but all the few people who fought with Qing Yang Huan were all defeated, even if they had already developed a weak spiritual sense, they could gain insight into Qing Yang Huan's moves, but in the face of his violent power, even if they were aware of it, they couldn't dodge it at all.

"Land Bear!"

As he spoke, a pair of copper slips appeared in Qingyang Huan's hand and threw it to Lu Xiong.

"Take the edict of Zhenjiang Mansion, go to Wanshan City, and before my Qingyang clan warriors enter Wanshan City, wipe out all the warriors who fish in troubled waters!"

"Yes!"

After receiving the copper slip handed over by Qingyang Huan, Lu Xiong did not hesitate to respond.

He got Wanshan City for the Qingyang clan, but it is one thing for the Zhenjiang Mansion to be ordered, and it is another thing for the Qingyang clan to be able to occupy it safely, this is also the first task for Qingyang Huan to give them ten people, and the creation is given, just see if they can bear such a creation.

"Don't be in a hurry to enter Wanshan City, I'll give you three months to stabilize your strength, and in three months, my Qingyang clan will go to Wanshan City, if it's that time, ......"

Qing Yanghuan didn't say anything more in the following words, in fact, although the ten of them were promoted to the Spirit Realm, their strength was not much stronger than that of the God Hidden Realm.

Only when the spiritual sense is truly integrated and the tactics are more subtle, will the combat power increase by leaps and bounds.

However, these people have opened up at least four divine treasures, and the progress of martial arts has been imprisoned by bottlenecks over the years, although it has taken these years, it is not for nothing, just like a blocked river, after the blockage is broken, there will be a violent outbreak in a short time.

The same is true for Lu Xiong and others, who have been stuck in the Divine Treasure Realm for many years, and after years of accumulation after the bottleneck is broken, there will be rapid progress in a short period of time, of course, this kind of improvement also varies from person to person, as for how much it can be improved, it depends on each person's creation.

When the words fell, Qingyang Huan didn't look at them, beckoned to the sable that was constantly scurrying next to him, and waited until the sable fell on his shoulder, turned around and left the valley.

Along the mountain road that spans the north and south of Lashan, Qingyang Huan went all the way to the north, passing through the ancient city of Wanshan, and sure enough, now this ancient city, because of the departure of the ancient clan, the dragons have no leader, and the warriors of various forces collide violently.

Originally, in addition to their own guards, there were three thousand guards in Wanshan City, and the catastrophe in the depths of Lashan Mountain, this city guard was partially damaged, and now the remnants are controlled by several commanders, and it has become the strongest force in Wanshan City today.

After wandering around Wanshan City, listening to the noise around him, the news that he got Wanshan City did not pass on.

Obviously, this time because of the overall situation laid out by Lashan Zhenjiang before his death, the battle for the secret realm of Xuhai did not cause much shock except for those who had a heart, and most of the warriors and tribes were immersed in the news of the fall of Lashan Zhenjiang.

He found that the commanders in charge of the city guards seemed to want to lead the troops to respect themselves, but Qingyang Huan stepped out of Wanshan City and returned towards Qingyang Mountain, and he didn't care about these people.

After being away from the tribe for so long, he also wanted to go back and see.

Qingyang Mountain.

Now in the whole Qingyang Mountain, a momentum rises, there is a faint roar of beasts in the depths of the mountain range, the ancient wood is coiled, the blue pool is secluded, the spring water is surrounded, the waterfall in the mountain hangs upside down, and the splashing water splashes in the sunlight flashing with brilliant brilliance.

In the sky above this mountain range, there is a faint invisible momentum, which makes people can't help but be attracted when they are far away.

"Huh!"

A few miles away from Qingyang Mountain, Qingyang Huan stopped, he raised his head and looked at the undulating mountains in the distance, under the sun, the entire mountain range was steaming in the sky, and the faint golden light was like golden scales flickering, as if there was an invisible momentum that went straight to the sky.

"This is the general trend of the tribe, the golden scales are facing the sun, the momentum is like a rainbow, it seems that your clan has changed recently, and it is a big change in luck. ”

"Is it?"

Slightly stunned, then Qingyang Huan Fu's spirit was very normal, and a thought manifested in his mind.

"When I left the clan Daddy, I had already started the retreat, could it be that I had really been promoted to the totem realm!" Thinking of this, his steps became faster and faster.

Outside Qingyang Mountain.

"This mountain is the place where I am Qingyang, and I want to go into the mountain to stay ......"

Just when Qingyang Huan had just stepped over the clan monument standing outside the mountain, a childish cheer sounded, followed by a few dolls and ran out.

Smack!

The next moment, Qing Yanghuan directly grabbed a doll at the front, and waved his slap towards his ass without looking.

"Ah, Brother Huan, Xiaohai is wrong, don't fight, don't fight!"

was picked up by Qingyang Huan with his head down, and suddenly the doll screamed.

"Brother Huan is back!"

"Brother Huan is back!"

When the dolls saw Qingyanghuan beating the little baby's buttocks, they were so frightened that they ran towards the depths of the mountain range, and when Qingyanghuan let go of the doll in his hand, Xiao Guy ran away without a trace.

The same little doll's cry also attracted the attention of the warriors in the depths of the mountain range.

"The little young master is back!"

"The little young master has become black, and he is also resolute, and it seems that he has experienced a lot of fighting outside. ”

"Go and go, where is this fortitude, when I see that the young master has suffered a lot outside, you see that you are tanned, come with Auntie, Auntie will stew beef for you." ”

A woman carrying half a fan of red armor beef passed by, stared at Qing Yang Huan, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Qing Yang Huan suddenly retreated.