Thundered!

In the dim cavern, the golden ocean surged, and between the rolling oceans, a huge golden dragon spread its wings and flew away.

The majestic dragon body is gilded, each dragon scale is the size of a millstone, and between the two dragon horns facing the sky, there is a dark killing mark at the center of the eyebrows, but there is still a faint gray gas around the killing mark.

Artistic conception of killing!

The two Taoist artistic conceptions that exist specifically for killing are intertwined, imprinted on the golden Ying Long's dragon eyebrows.

Each piece of the gilded dragon scales emitted a dazzling divine light, like a bright star blooming boundlessly, and at this moment, it was as if the ancient existence of the great dragon had resurrected and returned, stirring with unparalleled majesty.

Under the golden ocean in the sky, Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged, at this time his eyes were closed, his spine was shaking like a dragon, every time the golden waves rippled, and the glow rushed out of the sky, echoing with Ying Long.

Roar, roar, roar!

The dragon's roar across the time and space of the endless years sounded, and for a while, the vicissitudes of the ancient qi machine seemed to have tumbled over the endless years, transforming the eternal time and space and awakening.

Roar!

In an instant, the golden Ying Dragon roared, and all the alien races in the cave trembled violently, and the majesty of the Great Fierce Ying Dragon enveloped their bodies.

Everyone's eyes froze suddenly, and the golden light sprinkled down, turning into illusory Ying Long phantoms, rushing into the depths of their hearts, and at this moment, the depths of the pupils of all alien races were imprinted with the majesty of the great murderer.

Over the years, Qingyang Huan has continued to comprehend the method of totem from the original Lu (lu) end inheritance, and has already changed the appearance of the original incarnation totem, and now this fierce Ying Long is his new totem incarnation.

The golden Ying Long is more secret than his body, and most of the totems of all the races in the barren land originate from the ancient legends of the great murderer, the vision of heaven and earth, imprinting these great shores and carving out the form of a god, and the great murderer Ying Long just fits all this.

The majesty of the ancient great murder filled all the alien races, and the divine light that burst out of the dragon's eye was like a peerless heavenly sword, easily breaking through the last hesitation and hesitation in the eyes of many alien races.

At this moment, Ying Long's majesty was imprinted into the depths of their hearts.

Qingyang Huan's eyes were closed, feeling the boundless mental power colliding, and he was promoted to the spiritual realm, and the generation of spiritual consciousness also represents the casting of the spiritual world of the warrior, and the totem is originally a visualization, and finally imprinted with the soul.

The dragon roared, the glow was like a waterfall, even Qingyang Huan began to be slightly frightened at this moment, originally he thought that the so-called totem was just a belief from the heart, but when he really came to this point, he would find that this was a more mysterious connection.

In the great wilderness, those tribes that exist in totems, sacrifice tribal totems and sacrifice fierce beasts year after year, not for show, the tribal totems will be absorbed, and those traces that seem to be imprinted on the cold stone are more like a strange life.

Of course, the tribal totem inherited in the Great Wilderness is not the same as the totem he exists now, the Qingyang clan does not have a tribal totem, so he naturally can't visualize, he can only create something out of nothing and incarnate the totem.

Obviously, this road is not easy to walk, for more warriors in the Great Wilderness, even if they die of old age, they have not completely completed the totem they have deduced, and the natural totem realm has become a luxury.

Fortunately, he got the inheritance of Luduan, got the method of deriving totems with the help of external forces, and with the help of the desolate honor, he reperfected a lot, hid his own body, and replaced it with the great murderer as a god, so that even if he really took root in a foreign tribe in the future, it would be better than the previous human race being detected by the foreign powerhouse.

The golden dragon that belonged to his imagination was wrapped in endless golden light, rushing into the sky, pouring thousands of golden waterfalls, boundless thunder exploding, and the terrifying power continued to imprint into the hearts of all alien races.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's mind began to hook the golden Ying Long, and he entered the golden ocean in a trance, everything here was like nothingness, and he brought life to this golden world.

It's like a kind of nirvana rebirth, from nothingness, from nothingness to gradually become no longer illusory, in the mind, the spiritual consciousness surges, and begins to hook the golden murderer, starting from a piece of dragon scales, to the dragon's head, dragon horns, and even dragon whiskers, beginning to manifest one by one, born out of thin air.

And the thousands of alien warriors shrouded in golden light, this moment is more like a sacrifice, this is not an extracted blood, but an invisible vitality.

Eventually, some people woke up in a trance, panic appeared in their eyes, and they wanted to break free from the shackles of golden light, but they found that it was too late, and the magnificent gilded Ying Long had turned into a demon in their eyes, devouring the vitality that belonged to them.

Dry up and fish!

After several years and thousands of fierce beasts, Qingyang Huan did not leave them, nor did he think about raising them, but completely squeezed out all their vitality, in order to really take the first step in his own totem.

The sudden appearance of the frightened qi in the cave naturally spread to the ground, and was noticed by some warriors who entered the depths of Lashan, and they came towards this place one after another, and were stopped by the warriors several miles away.

"The Lord is in the place of cultivation, and those who trespass on martial arts will be killed!"

The Regent Realm warriors guarding around this rocky beach blocked all the ranger warriors who wanted to break in, of course, some killings shocked everyone, and in the face of the land guarded by hundreds of Regent Realm guards, many warriors still retreated even if they were unwilling.

Roar, roar, roar!

Ying Long shook the golden ocean, absorbed the vitality of all the alien races, gradually condensed, and was visualized by Qingyang Huan, each piece of dragon scales was as crystal as amber, the dragon horns were curved like heavenly pillars, the wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, and the dragon swept like a whip across the sky.

Although Ying Long's divine form was still vague and a little sluggish, it was the most important step for him to take the most important step of turning into a totem, and the great 'an's qi began to fall silent, but it became more vast and thick, silent in the depths of his blood.

Waiting for all the visions to dissolve into the invisible, the cold wind in the cave was howling, and there was no life except for him, Qingyang Huan slowly got up, looking no different, but an invisible momentum faintly overflowed, this is not the great shore brought by cultivation, but belongs to a kind of transformation in the spirit of the spirit.

Thundered!

When he stepped out of the cave, there was a terrifying explosion, and the cave that had existed for an unknown number of years completely collapsed, and with it was buried for several years, and his followers had captured the alien race from all over the world.

"Let's go!"

Grabbed the sable and put it on his shoulder again, Qingyang Huan walked through the ancient forest, and the warriors who guarded the surrounding area swam with him within a range of miles, and when he was about to leave Lashan, he turned into several torrents and scattered in all directions, hiding into the boundless barren land.