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Burst!

Although there is an injury on the shoulder that cannot break out the strength of five thousand catties, but the Mu Clan is only a realm of casting, not to mention copper tendons and iron bones, Qingyang Huan's abrupt punch smashed his chest and dented it.

In order to let the Mu clan relax his vigilance, he even gave up the stone spear, and how could he have the slightest reservation for a chance to fight for his life!

"Ah......h

After receiving a heavy blow, the Wood Clan naturally let him go, but Qingyang Huan howled and threw himself at him, and the two fists continued to fall, blasting the Wood Clan warrior into the swamp.

Even at this moment, he pounced on it, his fist smashed down wildly, and his chest was smashed into meat sauce, but he still didn't stop!

Whew, whew!

He collapsed on top of the corpse of the Wood Clan, gasping for breath and feeling the tingling pain in his shoulders.

This is the first time he's fought an alien!

That death frightened him!

Terrible, it turned out that death was so close to him, he never thought about it.

The corpse of the wood clan had been beaten into the swamp, and the decay and blood had burst into him, but at this moment, he didn't want to move!

At this time, the stone spear flashed with a faint purple light and flew to his side, Qing Yanghuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, the stone spear was definitely intentional.

"The real heir of the ancient clan can fight some pure-blooded xenomorph cubs hand-to-hand at this time, and now you have so much trouble killing a wood clan!"

However, at this moment, Qingyang Huan did not take care of the stone spear, and since the recovery of the stone spear, he has not heard a good word.

"Get out of here, there are still wood tribes in this swamp, and there are some interesting things!"

The next moment, Qingyang Huan directly dragged the corpse of the Mu clan and ran wildly into the distance, the alien race should be damned, but he was not stupid enough to send it to the door, and was refined by others!

After running out for more than ten miles, he blasted a cave on an ancient mountain, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and it was only at this moment that he reacted, and the previous sable seemed to have disappeared.

But he didn't care about the sable, the most important thing was the bones of the wood clan in front of him, this was the first alien race he hunted!

What's more, the stone spear said before that the wood clan is the race that the heaven and earth spirit essence ancient wood has transformed after the psychic, although the flesh and blood have been derived, but the kind of wood attribute blood in the body still exists.

After breathing for a moment, Qingyang Huan took a deep breath and began to operate the Condensation Technique, and it was like a black hole appeared on his body, and he began to devour the blood and bone essence contained in the Mu Clan.

Wisps of bright red blood floated out of the Mu Clan's body and submerged into his body, the Condensation Method was the method of refining flesh and blood, after the improvement of the stone spear, it became more mysterious and profound, and the violent blood qi was directly drawn from the corpse of the Mu Clan and poured into his body!

As the stone spear said, the blood of the wood clan was very pure and more gentle than that of the fierce beast, even if he absorbed it so violently, it did not cause much shock in his body.

Not only that, with the blood and qi nourishing the body, the shoulders that were originally pierced by the Mu clan have begun to heal, and I have to sigh that the heavens and the earth are great, and all the souls are born with their own unique creations.

Feeling the strength that was constantly generated in his body, he soon reached the strength of six thousand catties, and after the skin membrane was wrinkled, he also had some insights into the Casting Body Extreme Realm.

Compared to the casting body of ordinary martial artists, every step he takes, the blood and bone essence he needs to absorb will be several times or even ten times that of theirs, but his step is worth three steps of someone else's casting body.

Quenching flesh and blood is to constantly absorb the essence of blood and qi to condense one's body, the more blood and qi accumulated in the body, the stronger the natural power, speaking of which, thanks to the killing bone pattern in the body, because he stimulates his flesh and blood all the time, which allows him to absorb more blood essence.

The casting body naturally has a limit, and if you want to absorb more blood and qi to increase your strength, you naturally need to temper it until you reach the extreme.

The body like the folds of the bark manifested out, flickering with a faint light, if it weren't for the wrinkles of the skin membrane, the previous Mu Clan's piercing of his blood and bones would not be as simple as a small wound.

Soon, the blood and bones of the Mu clan were absorbed, and the floating blood light on Qingyang Huan's body also fell silent, and even some blood light in his eyes flashed.

clenched his fists, feeling that the strength in his body had grown to six thousand catties, but it was a pity that there was only one corpse of the Mu Clan, if there were more corpses of the Wood Clan, his strength could still grow.

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan didn't move, but remembered that when he screamed and kept smashing at the Mu Clan before, something seemed to be affecting him, making him fall into a blood-colored trance.

"That's the effect of that killing bone pattern and your body's compatibility, killing is to sublimate in fighting, and transform between life and death!"

Hearing this, Qing Yanghuan stretched out a hand, the palm of his hand buzzed, and a confused crescent moon outline floated out, bringing him a kind of killing power, the bone pattern that completely fused with his body, there was no phantom that belonged to Qiqi, and it was replaced by a kind of original killing texture.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels that the crescent moon that floats out is a little clearer than before.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Stone Spear, you said that there is still a wood clan in that swamp, how many are there!"

His eyes were bright, thinking of the people of the Wood Clan who had hunted before, the gentle blood essence really made him have some aftertaste, and besides, in this land of Qingyang, if he could absorb more of the blood of the Wood Clan, he would not be able to reach the second step of his body casting.

Besides, it was a matter of course for him that all aliens should be strangled, and in his memory, from the time he could remember, it seemed like this!

Of course, he won't go directly to the swamp again, a peripheral wood clan, let him almost fall, since they dare to do something near the Qingyang clan, then leave their lives behind!

Without staying too long, he rushed towards the outside of the ancient forest, naturally to return to the tribe, he had already thought about what kind of worry A-Niang would be because he slipped out of the tribe this time, and how angry the eldest brother would be.

But when I think about the harvest, maybe I won't be beaten this time!

Without the slightest delay, they rushed towards the outside of the ancient forest, and a group of Mu clans were lurking hundreds of miles away from the Qingyang clan, and they had evaded the investigation of Qingyang Wei, so they were obviously not here to visit.

After running wildly for a long time, he had already run out of a hundred miles, and on the way, he hunted a red-eyed green wolf that he bumped into, and directly absorbed his blood.

The vast land was originally primitive and barren, and even if he broke out of the ancient forest, it was actually still among the trees, but it seemed a little sparse.

As he ran, he suddenly found that there was a dark shadow in the ancient forest in front of him, and without the slightest hesitation, the stone spear in his hand had been thrown by him, piercing towards the place where the shadow was.

Not only that, but the whole person also pounced, and there was a faint blood light floating under the beast robe.

"Young master, the 300th team of Qingyangwei under him!"

At this time, the figure in the forest also dodged to the side, hurriedly shouted, and not only that, but also took out a bronze medal from his arms, engraved with the cloud pattern of the word Qingyang.

Seeing this token, Qingyang Huan stopped and didn't expect to meet Qingyang Wei, the commander of Qingyang Wei and most of the centurions, the Wu Commander was all from the Qingyang clan, plus the Shenzang Realm martial artists selected from various departments within 10,000 miles.

However, Qingyangwei has a total of only 1,000 people, but he has to patrol a radius of thousands of miles, which is why there is a Mu clan, Qingyanghuan does not feel many other reasons, the place is vast, but the warriors are insufficient.

"It's great to see that the young master is safe and sound, and I ask the young master to return to the tribe with me!"

Seeing the man on the opposite side bowing to him, Qingyanghuan suddenly realized that he felt wrong, this time he couldn't say that he was going to be beaten again, he was still a tribal soldier in the past, and this time he ran out and actually alarmed Qingyangwei.

The only person who can mobilize Qingyang Wei in the entire Qingyang clan is his father, even his eldest brother can't command it, it seems that his father is out of the customs!

"Let's go, return to the tribe!"

However, thinking of the hidden wood clan, as well as the disappearing xenomorph sable, Qingyang Huan shouted, escorted by a strong man from the Divine Hidden Realm, much faster than his celibacies, and when the night was about to fall, he returned to the Qingyang Mountain Range!

However, after entering the Qingyang Mountain Range, Qingyang Huan's steps couldn't help but slow down, and even shrank a little, although the eldest brother shouted to shoot him, but he never filmed him, but Daddy is not just as simple as shouting.

That's a real hit!

Creeping into the valley in the middle of the deep mountain range, Qingyang Huan is ready to see A-Niang first, and A-Niang will not be beaten if she is there!

"Dare to come back!"

However, a huge shadow enveloped his body, and suddenly his body was about to run reflexively!

"Stop!"

Qing Yanghuan, who had just taken a step, couldn't help but be nailed to the spot, and looked at the figure behind him with some caution.

"The blood is rich, covered in blood, dare to enter the ancient forest by yourself, yes, it is the boy of my Qingyang clan, and the baby of my Qingyangjuri!"

"Huh. At this moment, Qingyanghuan didn't react, how wrong was it, Daddy didn't get angry.

"Huan'er has grown up, yes, Daddy can't call you a doll anymore in the future. ”

The next moment, the tall man picked up Qingyang Huan and threw it towards the valley.

"Go back and wash the blood off your body, go see your aunt, she's worried about you these days!"