"I can promote you to the Regent Realm!"

The faint words completely stung the deepest pain in Lu Xiong's heart, as the tenth place on the list, he was full of spirit when he was young, and he was a young man, and he never put the spirit realm in his eyes at all.

However, the passage of time has crushed the arrogance in his heart, and even standing here today, in order to join an ancient clan, in exchange for the creation of promotion, he is not reconciled!

looked at the young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth in front of him, how similar he was to him before, with a strong head and horns, and he wanted to swallow mountains and rivers.

"What do you want!" finally Lu Xiong subconsciously spoke.

"What kind of thing is the Qingyang Clan, Lu Xiong, do you really believe in Xiao'er's words, if you want to be promoted to the Spirit Realm, how much creation can the Qingyang Clan give you, only my Blue Blood Ancient Clan will have such a creation coming!"

The old man who was seriously injured by Qingyang Huan was cloaked and roared out.

"Lu Xiong still hasn't made a move, and won the Winning Bone Talisman, I will give you to the clan master and include you in my blue blood foreign clan, and the future Regent is not the end of your martial arts!"

Seeing that Lu Xiong was a little hesitant, the elder of the Blue Blood Clan roared again: "Compared to my Blue Blood Ancient Clan, Qingyang is something!"

Burst!

However, in an instant, a miserable scream sounded, and blood flowers exploded on the chest of the Blue Blood Clan elder who was originally roaring, and the whole person was like thunder, and he fell to the ground again at once, without a sound.

What the!

The sudden change made the surrounding warriors not react, and they saw that Qingyang Huan had stepped down from the bones, and the elder of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan had aged into a puddle of blood and mud.

"You...... You, you, you dare to kill the elder of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan!"

Jin Chanjing's eyes widened, and he pointed at Qingyang Huan with his finger, and when he saw Qingyang Huan looking at him, he couldn't help but shudder.

Since the elders of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan have all been killed, there is not one more of them.

"What do you want to do, my brother Jin Toad, ranked eighth on the winning list!"

Burst!

Without the slightest warning, the momentum that Jin Toad Jing had just gathered all of a sudden collapsed, and he coughed up blood and flew out.

"I... Do you want to work with... Make enemies of my Golden Toad Ancient Clan!"

Burst!

This time, the muscles and bones roared in unison, and the sound of shattering was transmitted in all directions, and the bones of Jin Toadjing's whole body shattered, completely turning into a puddle of mud and slumping to the ground.

"Don't, I... I handed... I'll hand over the Champion Bone Talisman!"

Although there was unwillingness in his eyes, Jin Chanjing shouted again and again, Qingyang Huan really dared to kill him, and he couldn't care about the blood foaming from the corners of his mouth, and at this moment he begged to be able to get life.

The light flickered, the one-horned white sheep roared, and the clouds tumbled into a jade bone talisman, flying out of Jin Toadjing's body, and was grabbed by Qingyang Huan's big hand.

Looking at Jin Chanjing again, Qingyang Huan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this person was quite knowledgeable about current affairs and knew how not to suffer immediate losses, but looking at the resentment hidden in the depths of his pupils, it was a pity......

Burst!

The blood was like a tide, which made all the warriors around him tremble, and there was silence in all directions.

Kill!

Qingyang Huan actually killed again in front of Shenzang's top list!

killed the elder of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan, killed the thirty-seventh young man of the Golden Toad Ancient Clan's contemporary winning list, and even took away the bone talisman of the winning list, how dare he!

Aren't you afraid of the anger of the Blue Blood Ancient Clan, the anger of the Golden Toad Ancient Clan, or you are confident that the Qingyang Clan can sweep everything and not be afraid of other clans!

Grab it with a big hand, and put the Winning List Bone Talisman in your pocket, since this Winning List Bone Talisman can become a family thing, then this Bone Talisman will be a thing of Qingyang in the future!

"Bastard, the junior is proud of his talent, but he dares to kill like this, do you really want to become a human race like a forest, regardless of right and wrong, and be spurned by my human race!"

There was an angry roar, and a middle-aged martial artist in the crowd squeezed through many martial artists and shouted at Qingyang Huan.

Airplanes!

However, Qingyang Huan just raised the stone spear in his hand, and suddenly this action made the surrounding martial artists subconsciously retreat.

Shout!

The dark streamer on the stone spear converged and slashed a few zhang in front of it, and suddenly the killing streamer broke through the air, drawing a boundary a few zhang away.

The dark killing light cut through the void and left a faint trace, even from afar, it made people feel a deep sting!

"Killing Mood!"

"Comprehend the killing artistic conception of Xiaocheng's realm, and the Shenzang realm actually comprehends the artistic conception to Xiaocheng!"

The dark killing light pierced directly into the earth, and the deep traces were imprinted in the eyes of everyone.

"With this as a boundary, those who cross the boundary are to challenge me!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingyang Huan no longer looked at the many martial artists in front of him, and his eyes turned to Lu Xiong.

The martial artists who can enter the top ten on the list will naturally not be ordinary, even if they are stuck at the threshold of promotion, maybe the difference in promotion is just a chance.

It is conceivable that a genius has been unable to be promoted for a long time, wasted his years, and watched his peers make great progress, what kind of pain will be formed when such a field is pressed in his heart, and it is not surprising that he made his previous moves under such a subtle situation.

All the beliefs in my heart are to promote the Regent, and for this reason, I must not bend my knee to commit to the ancient clan, but this is okay, Lu Xiong is not from a big family, and helping him to be promoted to the Regency Realm in the future will be a good helper for him or Qingyang.

The reason why wolves dare to devour tigers is because when their strength is unable to laugh at the mountains and forests, they gather in groups and hunt the wilderness, which is the way to survive.

Compared with the warriors of Lashan, he knew the bad news of Lord Zhenjiang, and no one could predict the next turmoil.

These days, he also sorted out the front and back of the matter, through the scene that manifested in his mind at that time, what Lashan Zhenjiang did was just to clear the way for the replacement of the old and new towns in the land of Lashan, to prevent him from passing away, and the alien race would take the opportunity to trouble Lashan, so that if there was no suppression of the warriors in one place, Lashan would be completely disrupted by the alien race.

For this reason, Zhenjiang did not hesitate to take Henggong fish, and used the remnants of his body to remove the great harm for Lashan, and even ordered the soldiers to move together to exterminate the lurking alien races, which was the last thing he could do for Lashan!

As a town, it is well deserved!

This is also the first person to shake his heart!

When he was a child, the word "Terran" felt a little vague and distant from his people's mouth, but now he felt so close.

The same ensuing sense of crisis also began to permeate his heart, even if there was helpless blood in all towns, he was just a god hiding realm, how could he protect himself.

Compared to the vast wilderness, the Qingyang clan is also nothing, so he needs strength!

This kind of strength is not only his own strength promotion, but also the strength around him, and Lu Xiong is just the beginning.

"Why should I believe you!"

Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Lu Xiong spoke, his eyes staring at Qingyang Huan.

The next moment, Qingyang Huan's big handprint was on his shoulder, and a faint purple light submerged into his body, and suddenly there was a sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

"Is that enough!"

A moment later, the voice in Lu Xiong's body melted, and a throbbing flickered in his eyes, and at this moment just now, there were signs of a breakthrough in his body that had been silent for a long time.

"What should I do if I spoke out in the past?"

Without waiting for Qingyang Huan's voice to fall, Lu Xiong rushed towards a martial artist!