Chapter Sixty-Eight: Absorbing Blood, Destroying the Blood Clan!

Under the furious killing, the depths of Beitong Mountain were completely wrapped in blood qi, and the blood mist rolled into a fierce shape, causing the fierce beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests to flee in a farther direction.

The five divisions left hundreds of clan soldiers to tidy up the battlefield, and at this moment, all the clan soldiers were terrified, just watching the blood and bones of their comrades who died in battle melt.

"Put away the blood and bones!"

In an instant, there was a sound of loud shouting, and these men who had just experienced the killing hurriedly reacted, gathered the bones of the human warriors in the battlefield, and then placed them outside the blood-colored battlefield.

But Qingyang Huan was wandering in the blood-colored battlefield, constantly pacing, staring at the blood-stained land with his eyes.

"Senior Stone Spear, I don't know where this formation is?"

Although he didn't know how to form a formation, he carried an old monster with him.

"Thirty feet ahead. ”

In this way, Qingyang Huan paced, in fact, this battlefield of fighting is very vast, it is a north-south transparent valley in the Beitong Mountains, which is several miles in size, and the rich blood color has completely contaminated this valley.

Boom!

Thirty zhang away, Qingyang Huan stopped, and stabbed the stone spear in his hand fiercely under the earth, and the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and the stone spear sank down sharply.

"The other way. ”

Without asking too much, he followed the guidance of the stone spear and began to wander towards various places in the valley, and the surrounding five tribesmen, although they were puzzled by his movements, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

In this valley within a radius of several miles, eight spear holes were pierced, and at this time, the blood and bones in the original blood-colored battlefield were no longer dissolving.

"Go to the raised boulder in the middle and plunge the stone spear into the depths. ”

The stone spear held in Qing Yanghuan's hand faintly had a faint purple light that flashed away, and in the depths of the stone spear, in a space of purple light, a vague figure suddenly became disillusioned.

Burst!

According to the instructions, he pierced the stone spear towards the raised boulder, and the faint purple light of the stone spear flashed away, and it pierced into the depths of the stone, as if it had become a whole with the stone.

Goo knock! Goo knock!

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Qingyang Huan seems to feel that he heard a faint voice, as if he was drinking water.

Click!

A quarter of an hour later, there was a slight cracking sound, and the whole raised boulder cracked into a dense cobweb-like crack.

Half a day later, the five warriors who chased into the forest to strangle the remnants of the Blood Clan returned one after another, except for a few Blood Clans who fled, the remaining Blood Clan warriors, including the three Regent Spirit Realms, all fell.

The same five also suffered heavy casualties, all because of the last blood clan warrior who was not afraid of death and blew himself up.

"Warriors of the Five Divisions, this is the land of my Terrans, and we will defend it!"

The returning Qingyangjuri, the blood on his body was like a tide, the beast robe was broken, with scars, not only him, but the remaining four patriarchs were all wounded, and the most seriously injured Langyun clan patriarch had a bloody mark on his chest, and the bones were visible.

"Howling ......"

Suddenly, on the blood-colored earth, one after another clan soldiers raised their heads to the sky and roared vigorously, they were also covered in blood and scars, but at this moment they could not hide their momentum.

"The land of the Terrans, ......

The sound of howls shook the mountains and forests, and washed away the blood mist.

The violent howl filled Qing Yanghuan's ears, looking at this blood-stained man, he seemed to understand something, protecting the clan is not just a slogan, but also a bloodstained place.

......

In the depths of the forest, a warrior marched through, surrounded by a rich blood, Qingyang Huan rode on a Linjiao horse, following his father's side, and behind him were the soldiers belonging to the Qingyang clan.

The scene of the dissolution of blood and bones in the battlefield, the patriarchs of the five tribes all investigated, but did not find the slightest trace, and finally had no choice but to give up, after all, the scene of absorbing blood and qi has disappeared.

This time, although the strangled blood clan, but the five tribes were also scarred, looking back, the Qingyang clan brought two thousand clan soldiers when they went out on the expedition, but they were more than half of the casualties, which was greater than the casualties of the other four divisions.

"Stinky boy, do you think Daddy is stupid this time, in the past, he was the master who only took advantage, and this time he went to compete for the person in charge of the five departments, in order to convince the other four, let Qingyang Wei Chong kill in front. ”

Looking at Qingyang Huan, who kept looking back, Qingyang said loudly.

Qing Yanghuan didn't speak, but he did think so in his heart.

After all, this is already a wound for the Qingyang clan, and not all of the thousands of clan soldiers who were damaged were killed in battle, including some heavily injured clan soldiers, and their martial arts careers were considered useless.

Of course, this includes not only the own clansmen of the Qingyang clan, but also the warriors of the Shenzang Realm of the various tribes under the rule of Qingyang, who followed the Qingyang clan to conquer, and naturally needed to be appeased and rewarded if they fell and were injured, all of which needed to be done by the Qingyang clan.

"Baby, you remember that our human race can survive on this land, because we dare to kill and fight, in exchange for Jin Ge, Langyun, Yanshan, any of their tribes as the main person in charge of this strangulation of the blood clan, they will do the same with Daddy. ”

Speaking of this, Qingyang Hori straightened up slightly, looked at Qingyang Huan and said: "Brother Ni Wall infighting, it is also our own family's business, but in our own land, no one is allowed to go wild!"

"No matter how strong the wild person is, even if he bites with his teeth, he has to bite off a piece of his flesh, this is the belief of my human race!"

nodded as if he didn't understand, Qingyang Huan didn't make a sound, Qingyang looked at him, laughed, slapped his shoulder with his big hand, and didn't explain anything.

"Baby, when you go out in the future, you will understand. It was the Great Elder who gestured to him.

"Although he is the head of a remote tribe, this vision is not bad. ”

At this time, the sound of the stone spear sounded in Qing Yanghuan's mind, which made him stunned, this was the first time in such a long time that he heard the words of praise from the mouth of the stone spear.

"Boy, what your Lao Tzu said is right, the infighting of the human race is also our own business, if an outsider reaches out, even if it bites, it will bite off a piece of meat!"

"Senior Stone Spear, didn't you say that my human race is very strong, why did this small blood clan let the five tribes suffer. ”

Thoughts surged, and Qingyang Huan responded to the stone spear.

"The human race is very powerful, and all the races that are not strong in the Great Wilderness have been buried for years, but there are only stronger ones among the strong, and the human race is still a little short of the true peak race, if I ......"

However, Shi Mao's words did not fall, and Qing Yanghuan heard a faint sigh.

"A true pinnacle race?"

This made Qing Yanghuan hesitate a little, he had heard that in the Great Wilderness, the human race was not the strongest race, but this was indeed a vague statement, how strong the human race was, and what kind of gap there was compared to other races, but he never knew it.

"Look up at the big day!"

Saying that, Qingyang Huan raised his head and looked up at the sky, but he didn't know that the stone spear was reconciled.

"The place where you live is a bit remote, so you haven't seen the real world, this blood clan is a little stronger than your region, but it's nothing outside. ”

"If the deity tells you that there is a powerful and ancient race living on the great sun, do you believe it or not?"

Hiss.

Qing Yang Huan took a breath of cool air, there were other races living on the sun, which was beyond his imagination, and he had never heard of it.

"That's where the Dijun clan lives and breeds, this clan is the darling of fire, and is born to bathe in the fire of the sun!"

With the turbulent waves in his heart, Qingyang Huan returned with the clan towards Qingyang Mountain.

......

Just when Qingyang Huan returned to Qingyang Mountain with the clan soldiers, the blood outside the Beitong Mountain was like a tide, and the five clan soldiers dispersed with their respective clan soldiers, and the depths of the mountain became silent.

It wasn't until night fell that two figures smashed through the blood mist and headed towards the blood-colored battlefield.