Don't be impulsive!Your injuries haven't recovered yet!" Quartz looked at Qing Zhichun's eyes with terrifying killing intent, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, worried that he would be arrogant, and attacked regardless of his serious injuries.

Qing Zhichun nodded and asked Shi Jin for the details when the two left. Quartz responded one by one, and Qing Zhichun asked about the current situation in the village, and Quartz's eyes dimmed for a while.

34 people died in Boulder Village, 63 people left home to take refuge, and there are currently 98 people in total!

The only thing to be thankful for is that after two days of outbreaks, the people in the village have made breakthroughs one by one. Even the little fat man has reached the Triple Body Refining!And Quartz used the essence blood of the fourth-level demonic beast to cultivate for two days, and he also successfully broke through to the Ninth Tier of the Refining Body......

Qing Zhichun closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his face was pale and bloodless, and his mind flashed with the fearless expressions of lime, Shi Xian, Shi Hu, and Shi Cannon when he died in battle, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of sorrow and sadness in his heart.

Rest assured. Your surviving relatives are my dearest people, and I will eventually take them out of here and go to a place where there are no monsters, may you rest in peace!

Qing Zhichun pondered for a while, and many people came around, Li Xiang'er, Li Xu and others also came around, seeing Qing Zhichun closing his eyes and pondering, all with solemn expressions!

"Meow~" Xiaoqing's wings were broken, his expression was decadent, he slowly walked to the side of Qingzhichun, rubbed Qingzhichun affectionately, looking at its appearance, Qingzhichun stretched out his hand and stroked it gently.

"But there is still stored essence blood?"

Quartz nodded.

"Leave some for Brother Yang and Shi Lan, and bring all the rest, I need it!"

Quartz took Shi Yong and two young people who had left home out, and after a while, he brought bags of essence blood, all of which were the essence blood of fourth- and third-level demons.

Qing Zhichun's eyes condensed, bone spurs grew out of his back, pierced into the blood bag, the blood bag quickly flattened, Qing Zhichun's thin body recovered little by little, and the wrinkles on his body slowly disappeared, but the white hair on his head did not change at all.

The faces of the family members around them changed, but when they saw that the eyes of the people in the boulder village were calm, and there was even a trace of excitement, the family members made up their minds.

Li Yingsheng frowned slightly and observed, secretly thinking that he would have a chance to ask about it in the future!

"Hmph~" Qing Zhichun snorted lightly, sucked into the body to repair the injury, and at the same time, under the traction of Qing Zhichun, he washed the internal organs again and again, and when all the essence and blood were absorbed, there was a muffled sound in Qing Zhichun's body!

Breaking through the eightfold, there was a feeling of full strength from his body, but Qing Zhichun was secretly frowning. After the blood was sucked up, his cultivation had broken through, but there was still a thirst for blood in his body, or a feeling of greed! Qing Zhichun couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in his dream......

"It's broken!" Quartz and the gang looked happy, "Breakthrough!" "Great!", seeing the breakthrough of Qingzhichun, the village that had not had a trace of laughter for two days finally spread the atmosphere of joy.

Qing Zhichun looked at everyone's expression relaxed, stood up, moved, and punched into the void, fast and powerful, and there was some air explosion.

"100,000 catties?" Shi Yong asked curiously. Previously, the sevenfold strength of Qingzhichun had reached 90,000 jin, and this would be eightfold, how could it be only 100,000 jin! Saying that, Shi Yong shook his head and said urgently: "How much!"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were full of curiosity, Qing Zhichun's face showed a gentle smile and said, "150,000 catties!"

"Wow!" There was a burst of exclamations around them, and their faces were excited and their eyes were bright!

"Great, Brother Chun~" Qingxi was happy when he saw that Qingzhichun was strong again, and tears flowed, "Brother Chun is strong."

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can protect us, woo~", looking at Qing Jinfu on the side, Qing Xi cried again, and the high atmosphere that the group of people around him had just mentioned became sad again.

Qing Zhichun picked up Qing Xi, gently wiped her tears, and sighed in his heart: Only when we really get rid of this barren, sad, and dangerous place will everyone get better! Any other superficial practices are just covering up! Qing Zhichun's heart is becoming more and more determined!

"How many demon cores are there in the village?" In that battle, there were countless demons who died, and compared to the quartz belt, Qing Zhichun asked.

"There are 22 fourth-level magic cores, 86 third-level magic cores, more than 300 second-level magic cores, and countless first-level magic cores!"

"Uncle Shi Jin took 3 fourth-level demon cores, and 10 third-level demon cores, and now there are 19 fourth-level demon cores and 76 third-level demon cores......"

"Bring me 5 fourth-level magic cores and 10 third-level magic cores!"

Quartz turned around and went out, and when he came back, he carried a small bag, Qing Zhichun tied it to his waist, carrying a cyan spear, and went to Hu's house on his stomach.

Quartz, Li Yingsheng and Shi Yong were supposed to follow together, but they were coldly rejected by Qing Zhichun.

After experiencing this beast tide, too many people died in front of him, and Qing Zhichun didn't want to let the people he care about follow him on the adventure. If he could, he would be willing to take all the crises alone!

"Meow~" Xiaoqing walked out and wanted to take Qingzhichun to fly, but as soon as he flapped his wings, the severe pain made it howl miserably, "Take care of your injuries, when your injuries are healed, I will take you to battle!"

"Huh~" Xiaoqing roared, with a fierce light in his eyes!

The Tiger Eagle Beast that should be born was also seriously injured and lay not far away to recuperate.

Watching Qing Zhichun's figure slowly disappear from the messy woods, everyone clenched their fists, as if they also understood Qing Zhichun's intentions!

Walking around the mountain behind the village, walking in the lonely and miserable forest, the breeze carried the smell of blood, and the white hair of Qingzhichun fluttered with the wind, and a feeling of loneliness spread.

Perhaps, in the future, my road will be lonely and bloody, but ~ I will not regret it!

Qing Zhichun continued to walk north, he didn't rush to the road, he had to save his strength, prepare for the next battle, fight!

More than 30 kilometers to the north, a small river meanders around a large village, and the outer walls around the large village are in tatters, and many figures are repairing on the walls.

In the center of the tribe, in a tight wooden house, two figures fell to the ground, their breath was weak, and they glared angrily at a middle-aged man and a young man beside them.

"Say, there are still many strong people in your village, and how many magic cores there are!" The middle-aged man took a wooden stick and whipped it at Shi Jin's body.

"Papapa~"

The piercing voice sounded, Shi Jin snorted lightly, Shi Jiu was on the side, his face and body were covered with blood, "You ~ sooner or later will ~ pay ~ ah~" Before Shi Jiu finished speaking, the young man hit Shi Jiu's face with a stick, and Shi Jiu screamed.

"桀桀~"

"What is the price?ridiculous~"

"Haha~" The two looked at Shi Jin and the two of them with pity, "Papa~", and there was another whipping, Shi Jin Shi Jiu was already seriously injured, and the continuous torture made their vision blurry for a while, and their breath was weak.

"Okay, okay, if you fight again, you'll die!" The middle-aged man stopped the young man, and the young man stopped and scolded: "You still threaten us, your poor village, there are not a few people left, it's lucky, a few people survived, and you have picked up so many high-level demon cores!"

"Haha~ Wait for your ones to come to the door one by one, send all the treasures, and we will be there then

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Take in you well and treat you well~"

"Haha~"

Qingzhichun went twenty miles north, and the woods were relatively well preserved, obviously there were not too many demonic beasts passing through here and penetrating into the forest, and Qingzhichun's pace became a little faster.

"Huh~" After a while, several bone wolves chased after him, Qing Zhichun was expressionless, took out the spear behind his back, and stabbed a bone wolf that flew in the air.

"Whew!"

This second-level four-five bone wolf was instantly pierced through the neck by a spear that was stabbed out at great speed, "boom~" Qing Zhichun blasted it to the ground, turned around and shot again, the bone wolf behind him was pierced through the eyes, and the scream failed to scream, and his body convulsed and fell to the ground and died.

"Huh~" The other bone wolves retreated in fear, watching Qing Zhichun come with a gun exuding terrifying killing intent, and the bone wolf ran away with a whimper.

Qing Zhichun put the cyan spear behind him and continued to walk forward, the breeze floating white hair, silent, only endless killing intent.

Out of the jungle, winding the river, golden crops appeared, and a large tribe leaned against the river, faintly noisy......

"Stop, who are you!" the four warriors saw a white-haired boy walking out of the jungle and immediately approached with a spear in hand.

"Boulder Village ~ Green Spring!" said the white-haired young man.

Hearing Qing Zhichun's reply, the four warriors smiled contemptuously, "Oh~It turned out to be you!haha~"

"What are you doing here?" asked the middle-aged spear-wielding warrior in front of him holding his spear against Qing Zhichun, who stared at his eyes slightly: "Find someone! Save someone!"

Hearing Qing Zhichun's indifferent voice with a hint of murderous aura, the four warriors were not frightened, but laughed: "Haha~ still pretending, take him down~"

The four of them approached with spears, Qing Zhichun didn't want to do it, looking at their appearance, it is estimated that Shi Jin and Shi Jiu are in a very bad situation.

Seeing the four spears stabbing at them, three men and one woman, Qing Zhichun quickly took out the spear, and one spear was against the four spears, "Dangdang~", the huge strength and the edge of the cyan spear, the four spears broke one after another.

Qing Zhichun's figure quickly rushed to the four of them, "Click~", one leg was broken, and four screams!

"You~" The middle-aged man who led the team just wanted to say something cruel, but Qing Zhichun stepped on his mouth, click~ The sound of broken bones sounded, and there was another scream, and the man passed out.

Qing Zhichun held a gun in his right hand, looked at the tribe a kilometer in front of him, and walked slowly, "Ah~" The other three soldiers who fell looked at Qing Zhichun's back, their eyes were frightened, and they covered their broken legs and screamed.

The soldiers of the Hu family stood at the sentry booth on the wall, and they had already seen several people fighting, and as soon as they shouted, there were soldiers in the tribe who ran out one after another with weapons.

In the center of the tribe, Hu Jin, the head of the Hu family, a middle-aged man, heard the movement outside, and his eyes showed anger. A long-haired demon ape beside him, more than three meters tall, stared at a warrior running in a panic, and the warrior was anxiously reporting something outside the tribe.

"What's all the fuss, isn't it just an eight- or nine-fold boy, let the captain of the third or fourth team go and capture him alive!"

"Yes!"

"Brother, what's wrong?" A woman walked over, a middle-aged man next to her, a demon ape and a demon tiger behind her, and her breath was not weak.

Outside the village, Qing Zhichun watched more than 20 people rushing towards him, both men and women, all with fierce faces, led by two men, riding on two giant toucan demon birds, majestic!

Qing Zhichun raised his spear, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. I wanted to talk about it, but you are meeting each other, so let's talk about it when we see blood!

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