The fleeing man was already hysterical, his mood was completely broken, and he seemed to have lost the courage to fight again as he watched the huge dragon shadow swoop down with a blinding light, but picked up the long knife in his hand and smashed it over, hoping to delay for a moment.

But at this moment, a huge palm print flew from a distance and slapped heavily on his body.

'Boom~'

Moments later, the smoke cleared, and the man had been filmed sunk to the ground, covered in a blur of flesh and blood.

Just as he was about to roll over and flee for his life, the giant shadow of his fist palm came one after another, like a big star falling, smashing the originally flat ground and sinking, leaving a huge deep pit.

In the pit is the spiritual practitioner who has died into a puddle of mud, this person is full of evil, and now he is also dying in great pain and misery, and it is really a cycle of karma and retribution.

The remaining two were seriously injured and unable to escape, and when they saw the tragic death of their companions, they all knelt on the ground in fright and begged for mercy loudly, their voices were sad, as if they had been greatly wronged.

"Childe, I'm blind, spare our lives!"

Yang Ling's eyes were cold, and he killed without mercy.

'Bang~'

One man was pierced by a spear, and blood was splattered on the ground.

Finally, the man's pupils dilated, and he was extremely frightened, and he shouted hysterically: "Don't kill me! When the catastrophe comes, many spiritual cultivators who have escaped from the Long Plains will gather here, and there will be chaos in the future, you need help!"

"No matter how clever your tongue is, don't even think of escaping death, have you ever thought of sparing their lives when you killed those innocent people?" Yang Ling shouted loudly, with a strong killing intent.

The broken soul groaned softly, and the dragon and phoenix phantom that was wrapped around the body of the spear also looked up to the sky and roared, bursting out with a strong bloodthirsty intent.

Without the slightest hesitation, he shot out of horror and pierced the other party's heart directly.

At this point, these three evildoers are completely dead.

Then Yang Ling searched for them, but found nothing valuable, so he quickly returned to the Liuyun tribe.

At this time, the Liuyun tribe was already in chaos, and the three of them still had some subordinates, and they were still flying and domineering until this time.

When Yang Ling returned, he saw those people whipping the rebels with long whips.

"You really don't know whether you live or die, and you still want to create chaos, and you want to defeat the three adults with that dog?" a fierce and sturdy man kicked an old man hard.

With a click, the old man's bones were kicked and broken, and he fell to the ground in pain.

Yang Ling was furious, and with a punch, the powerful air flow condensed into a pillar and smashed into the vicious man's body.

I saw that the man was beaten into a puddle of mud before he could even make a sound.

On the field in the center of the tribe, the He Keren were actually detained, kneeling on the ground, and tears of humiliation continued to flow.

Yang Ling secretly blamed himself, just now he was only thinking about killing, and he ignored the safety of this little girl.

He immediately walked straight over, easily dealt with the warriors who were about to escape, and then picked up He Keren and helped her wipe away her tears.

In the past, this little girl always looked eccentric, she ate, slept and ate every day, and was very happy, but from yesterday to now, she has cried several times, which makes Yang Ling's heart very sour.

"You little thing, don't cry, whoever dares to bully you in the future, I will beat him to death!"

His tone was firm and undoubted, which made He Keren burst into tears and laughed instantly.

"Uncle is a liar, then you can kill the big villain who always slaps my ass!" The little girl pouted, wrinkled her nose, and her eyes were teary, which was very cute.

Yang Ling pretended to be confused, and promised unashamedly: "Don't worry, if you catch him in the future, I will definitely kill him!"

As he spoke, he slapped He Keren's ass again, provoking the other party to stretch out his arms and kick his legs to resist violently.

"You little girl, obviously called He Keren, dared to lie to me about what your name is He Shengnu, and said that she was twelve years old. He said viciously,

He Keren blinked, pouted and said: "People are still young, I forgot what I said, and the name is just a code name, uncle doesn't have to be obsessed with it! Also, I'm not twelve years old now, I'm thirteen years old!"

Yang Ling lazily took care of her, a little girl who looked only five or six years old always said that she was twelve or thirteen years old, who would believe it?

He wouldn't ask He Qianwu, otherwise he would be ridiculed by the other party.

In the distance, the sound was noisy, and everything that happened just now was seen by everyone, but they didn't know Yang Ling's true purpose, so they all hid far away and didn't dare to step forward.

"Don't be afraid, that's my brother, he's here to save us!" Hu Chao was closest to Yang Ling, and he was very excited at this time, even if he was an iron-clad man, he couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.

The people around him looked at him with suspicious eyes, very disbelieving.

"That son can kill three spiritual cultivators and destroy those martial artists in an instant, how can he become a brother with you?" someone questioned.

Hu Chao was not angry, and explained: "My brother has an excellent personality, he is kind-hearted and treats people equally!" This sentence was said very sincerely.

At this moment, Yang Ling had already helped some of the tortured people around him untie the ropes, and even asked He Keren to help those unclothed women put on their clothes.

Then he came to Hu Chao's side, personally untied the rope for him, and then went farther away to find a few other people.

Half a day later, everyone gathered on the central field of the Liuyun Tribe.

At a glance, there are thousands of people, and you must know that the aborigines of a small tribe should not exceed a thousand.

The remaining thousands of people must have been plundered here, and these are still survivors, and many more have been killed.

It can be seen that these people are really full of evil, and it is difficult to write.

But fortunately, Hu Chao, He Qianwu, Feng Yuanming, Lu Er, and Fang Yunmeng were not worried about their lives.

They are all people who have gone through strong winds and waves, and they know how to forbear, plan and decide, and cannot make meaningless sacrifices.

It's okay to die, but it's worth dying and deserving of it.

Among these people, Hu Chao and Feng Yuanming were the most seriously injured, and the two of them were really unlucky, they were actually caught by those three spiritual cultivators and whipped for fun, and they were extremely ruthless, and they had already hurt the roots.

Fortunately, Yang Ling had a lot of spiritual objects on his body, which was enough to help them heal their injuries, otherwise they would probably become wasted people in the future.

The happiest person in the field was He Keren, she looked at Yang Ling on the left, and then at the sixth grandfather He Qianwu on the right, her eyes had narrowed into a crescent moon.

The two men who can make her rely on are by her side, and her heart is really beautiful.

Everyone stood in front of Yang Ling and was silent, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Those wicked have been slain by me, you are free, and those who want to leave can leave at any time. His voice was so loud that everyone could hear it clearly.

The crowd was in an uproar, many of them couldn't believe their ears, they had been tortured these days, and it was a little unacceptable to suddenly come to an end.

"Childe, we have no way to go! Now there is danger everywhere outside, and there are many strong people burning and looting. They don't treat us as human beings at all. I don't know why Black Cliff didn't make a move, and let these people go free. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people complained, they paid tribute to Black Cliff all year round, but at this critical time, Black Cliff didn't care about their life and death.

Originally, people were very afraid of the Black Cliff, and some people were full of resentment towards the Black Cliff, and at this time they scolded loudly, eager for Hong Yuze to die immediately.

Yang Ling smiled faintly, now the Black Armor Army in the Black Cliff has been killed and wounded, countless people have been slaughtered, and there are very few surviving spiritual cultivators.

Although Hong Yuze made a breakthrough in the battle, he was also seriously injured, and he was already too busy to take care of himself at this time, where was there any air traffic to control the life and death of these people.

Looking at the thousands of people in front of them, most of them were skinny, and some were even more scarred.

Yang Ling instantly had an idea, that is, to establish a stronghold to contain these suffering people.

In fact, he had this idea a long time ago, but his strength was too meager at that time to protect everyone.

But now it's different, he is not afraid of any spiritual cultivators under the Transformation Yuan Realm, and he can even compete with the powerhouses in the early stage of the ordinary Transformation Yuan Realm.

There are many spiritual cultivators who have escaped from the Long Plains in this realm, and the catastrophe is coming, and many people have not obtained the Bixia Grass, these people should stay near the Long Plains for a long time to collect the Bixia Grass, and even live here forever.

He could have co-opted some spiritual practitioners to build a force.

"The vitality of the Black Cliff is greatly damaged, and the Crane Ming Valley is even more unbearable, without the suppression of these two major forces, I am afraid that more small forces will rise in the future. In the future, there will definitely be a lot of heroes competing in this realm, and I can take this opportunity to build up my power, and with a strong force as a backing, I can get more cultivation resources, and I can also protect my relatives and friends. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Ling smiled dumbly, feeling that he should be grateful to the killing king, if it weren't for the slaughter of that monster, he could only shrink his neck and be a man in the future, otherwise he would be hunted down by the black cliff.

And the foundation of building power is to have people, and these thousands of people in front of them can be used as fire.

"If someone doesn't want to leave, they can stay, and I'll help you find a place to live!" he nodded.

Now that it's decided, it's time to do it, and the first step is to keep these people behind and then help them recover physically.

Placed in the stronghold of power, he decided to choose Qingyangzhai because it could be said to be a turning point in his life.

In the vicinity of Qingyang Village, he saw demon monkeys, pig spirits and white dragons, and got golden points of light.

Later, because of the search for Wang Gou, he boarded the mysterious island, entered the strange ancient hall, and got a spiritual object that can quickly restore internal strength, and then it was the battle of the Black Armor Guard, and obtained the extremely important spirit fruit, in order to refine the bones and gather the spirit successfully, and also in order to find Tongtian City, he went to the Black Cliff.

In the black cliff, he met Feng Siyu, and he also succeeded in refining bones and gathering spirits, in order to save Feng Siyu's brother, he went to the Long Plains again, and in the Long Plains, he happened to save He Qianwu again, and then he met He Shuyao, and finally entered the so-called 'Ancient Land', in that strange world, he saw a lot, and also got a lot, and his strength improved greatly.

Qingyang Village was like a blessed land for him, there were dangers and opportunities, and he felt that it was very close to Tongtian City, but far away from Black Cliff, an ideal place to build his power.

Besides, he once told Liao Feng and Yin Hui to let the two meet in Qingyang Village.

When everyone heard Yang Ling's words, they were all surprised, and they thanked one after another, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

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