Chapter 5: Laying the Foundation of the School Palace (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

In the sheep mountain, Qinghuo and his party walked on the rugged mountain road, and there were no roads at all in some places, but the speed of the team was not slow.

They didn't understand the patriarch's arrangement, but since it was ordered, it needed to be carried out.

The little dolls were held, holding their mouths one by one, and the team was very silent.

Two miles behind them, the breeze passed through the hills, the grass and trees swayed, and in the dense forest, fist-sized clouds flashed with a playful look in their eyes the size of beans.

Stupid Terran, thinking that they would be able to avoid him by leaving the tribe and entering the mountains.

A thousand-strong Terran tribe can just become his food, supplying him with blood and soul, and no one can leave.

He would throw the shriveled bones of these people back to the tribe and let the people of the tribe know that they could not escape.

He liked to see the Terrans panic and panic.

Airplanes!

With a hum, Yun Fei felt the sky darken all of a sudden, and he raised his body to see a huge stone appear above the sky dome and fall towards him.

What a situation!

Bang!

In an instant, he flapped his wings and his body turned into a streamer of light and swept forward.

"It's pretty fast. ”

"If you don't predict, you won't be killed. ”

Rumble!

As soon as Yun Fei, who flew out, raised his body, a huge boulder ran over his face and led him to the ground.

The roar in the mountains naturally attracted attention, Qinghuo and his party looked at the boulder that appeared out of thin air on the void, their faces turned pale, and they ran wildly in a panic, if the stone fell towards them, they would really see the ancestors in advance.

The Qingyang tribe also heard the roar in the mountains, and Qinglian Mountain stood on the highest stone tower of the tribe, but unfortunately it was still not clear, but it was only seen that there was a vague phantom falling from the sky.

What happened.

......

Burst~

The boulder fell from the sky, and Yun Fei was very confused, his body under the boulder was not only deflated but also smashed, spitting up and leaking.

According to the martial arts cultivation realm, his strength is about the same as that of the Terran Fusion Blood Realm, but due to the special nature of the soul clan itself, their bodies are similar to a semi-illusory state.

Xia Yu looked at the console, the boulder had fallen to the ground and shattered, and it stands to reason that the things underneath should have been smashed into a ball.

No matter.

Stay on the safe side.

Boom! Boom!

The roar of thunder resounded through the mountains, and the birds and beasts hissed, causing the mountains to tremble.

It's been so long, and I haven't listened to the warning from the console of the School Palace, it seems that the soul clan of the Qingyang tribe this time is just such a thing.

After all, if there are accomplices, you have to go and see such a big movement.

Walking out of the tribe, Xia Yu walked towards the mountain, seeing this scene, Qinglian Shan thought again and again in his eyes, did not dare to follow, called the two clansmen, and followed Xia Yu closely.

With the console of the school palace, the appearance of Yangshan is extremely familiar in Xia Yu's heart, and he did not stop at all the way, leaving the two members of the hunting team of the Qingyang tribe behind.

Where the boulders fell, the rocks piled up, the mountains cracked, Xia Yu stood outside the rubble, and did not come forward.

Soon the Qingyang people who followed him also caught up, and the two of them carried bone knives on their backs and stared directly at Xia Yu.

After all, it's too strange that a sick seedling can run faster than them in the mountains.

"Bring a knife. ”

Xia Yu stretched out his hand, and soon Qingju's bone knife was put in his hand, Xia Yu walked towards the rocks and began to lift the large pieces of stones.

He knew very well that the soul clan was not big, and after opening a few big stones one after another, Xia Yu saw a puddle in the stone pit.

A pool of viscous, blood-colored, translucent fluid, as well as shattered organs and scale-like fragments.

"The host kills the invading soul clan and rewards the supernatural power: the Prisoner Finger. ”

Looking at the corpses of the soul clan that had become a puddle, Xia Yu thought in his heart if he could put it away and have the opportunity to put it in the school palace as a specimen in the future.

If you want to defeat an opponent, the more familiar the opponent is, the better, and have the opportunity to study the weaknesses of the soul clan after dissecting.

"Go back and tell your family patriarch that the descending soul clan has been killed by me inducing the Stone Formation. ”

Xia Yu motioned to the two Qinghua who came over, and let them see the lump that had been flattened under the boulder.

"Soul Clan. ”

Qingju glanced at Yang Fan beside him, nodded and said, "Yang Fan, you go back to the tribe and tell the patriarch to let the clansmen not worry." ”

......

"Xia Yu killed the alien race. ”

"The roar in the mountains is a boulder falling from the sky, and it is a formation controlled by Xia Yu. ”

"Xia Yu used the Stone Formation Method to kill the Soul Clan. ”

"Yes, it's the soul clan who came to our tribe. ”

Yang Fan ran back from the mountain, and as soon as he entered the tribe, he shouted loudly, there was excitement in his eyes, the boulder fell from the sky, where was it done by man, it was really terrifying.

What the!

In the tribe, the tribesmen, who were immersed in panic and sorrow, were startled by the sudden shouts.

What the!

The alien was stoned to death.

The alien who slew their people died.

It's Xia Yu, the Xia Yu who laughs all day long in the tribe and sharpens bone needles with women.

"What you say is true. ”

Qinglianshan came to Yang Fan's side and asked.

"It's true, it's true, Brother Qinghua and I have seen with our own eyes that the Soul Clan has been smashed into a mess of flesh. ”

"Brother Qingju, let me come and take a look at you. ”

"Let's go. Qinglianshan walked outside, and after taking two steps, he turned his head and ordered: "Everyone raise their guard, wait for me to return." ”

......

"The soul clan, which originated from the ancient battlefields of the ancient races, is a silverfish born from the rotting corpse, absorbing resentment and turning into a ghost, and the method of soul cultivation, like to eat blood and soul. ”

Standing next to the corpse of the Soul Clan, a voice sounded in Xia Yu's head, it was the origin of the Soul Clan, and now this insect born from the ancient battlefield has developed into a huge race.

Xia Yu stood quietly, and the Qingyang patriarch who had already arrived, after inspecting the soul clan in a pool, did not speak, and stood quietly aside.

I didn't know Xia Yu's strength before, he naturally didn't have so much pressure, but at this moment, Xia Yu solved a crisis for the Qingyang tribe, coupled with such a mysterious and unpredictable means, Qinglian Mountain can be said to have all kinds of guesses in his heart.

Reincarnated as a strongman?

Hidden disciples?

At the moment, he had too many thoughts in his heart.

Either way, he needs to be cautious.

Looking at Xia Yu, Qinglianshan was entangled in his heart.

How to call it?

Predecessor?

Mr?

Big guy?

"Patriarch Qingyang, bring back the corpse of this soul clan, it is not too much to kill so many clansmen, and it is not too much to crush their bones and scatter ashes. ”

The words fell, and Xia Yu walked towards the deep mountain.

"欸~前~"

Suddenly, Qinglian Mountain, who was still struggling with the salutation, was dumbfounded.

The person is gone.

With a wave of his sleeves, there is no trace of nostalgia.

"If another alien race comes, bring it into the mountains. ”

Xia Yu's words floated over, making Qinglianshan breathe a sigh of relief.

Could it be that this is the place where the mysterious powerhouse practiced?

Yes.

Stonehenge, falling from the sky, who has ever seen a boulder falling from the sky?

is worthy of being a master, and he will go to his clothes after the incident.

"Bring this alien corpse back. ”

......

After resigning as the patriarch of Qingyang, Xia Yu had already left it behind, and at this moment he was thinking about how to build his school palace.

As for returning to the Qingyang tribe to pretend to be forced?

Shallow.

A tribe of a thousand people can't pretend to be him.

Fix the internal strength, and then come out and pretend.

When the time comes, it will be big.

......

Thundered.

Approaching evening, in the northeast direction of Yangshan, in a majestic mountain field, there is a roar, the wind and sand breathe violently, and in the smoke and dust, there are strong men with the size of five zhang, exuding bronze all over their bodies, wielding hammers and clanging to build.

The strong man is the embodiment of the Heavenly Craftsman, and he is building the gate of the School Palace at this moment.

Between the two mountains in the east-west direction, a tall archway appears, there are two hundred zhang high, the whole body is based on white jade, carved with animal patterns, rough atmosphere, under the four pillars is entrenched like a dragon beast of the beast.

There are four quaint big characters on the archway of "Evergreen School Palace".

Standing in the distance, Xia Yu looked at the college archway standing in the mountains, very satisfied, majestic and heavy, blending with the surrounding mountains and fields, not abrupt.

The disciple's living quarters and gravity field were surrounded by heavenly wrestlers, who opened the mountain and cracked the rocks, and easily established individual houses according to the mountain, no more than 3,000 in total, and the gravity field was established next to each other.

Both areas are built ten miles from the mountain gate, and the winding trails rise and fall through the mountains, connecting the inside and outside.

Looking at the bare stone house, Xia Yu took out the Linggen Yeshan Peach.

The wild peach fell into the ground with a spiritual light, and in the blink of an eye, it drilled towards the ground, and the roots of the tree were like earth dragons, and the branches and buds continued to branch out through the cracked stones, swallowing out the greenery, and growing into a mountain peach tree, surrounding three thousand houses.