Woo!

On the top of the mountain, Qingyang Huan's hand held an ancient horn glowing with purple and green divine light, reflecting the blood-stained blue sky, and the horn sounded like thunder, stirring the mountains and forests, running through the clouds, tearing the void, and going straight up to the Nine Heavens.

It is as if at this moment the silence of the ancient mountains has been awakened, the mountains are vast, and the earth is majestic.

In the tribe before the rain, one by one the tribesmen who had lost their minds woke up from their godlessness, they took a deep breath and roared loudly, without the slightest restraint or restraint, as if they were wild beasts hunting in the wilderness, and they were cathartic.

"Ah......h

"Ahh

......

The last silence in his heart roared out again, and at this moment, the tribesmen of the tribe before the rain gathered one by one, and looked towards the broken river with their eyes.

The eyes of each clansman were calm, there was no fear and not the slightest fear, whether it was the elderly, the prime, or the women and children, they were waiting for their patriarch to give orders.

They swallowed the flesh and blood of the warriors of the three-handed clan, they took revenge, and the blood washed the great pain in their hearts, and their wishes were fulfilled, and they were not afraid of death.

"Patriarch!"

"The patriarch ordered, let's fight with the three-handed clan. ”

......

At first it was just a voice, and then the shouts of the tribe sounded before the rain.

Seeing that all the clansmen looked towards him, Broken River got up from the cold earth, his whole body was stained with blood, but his expression was not the slightest tired, but with a kind of excitement.

For decades, the rain has buried countless people of the Sanshou clan, and today is just the beginning, at the beginning he wanted to burn the jade of the Sanshou clan, even if the entire tribe was completely destroyed, it would not let the Sanshou clan get the slightest bit of blood. 、

But now there is a new hope in his eyes, the clan can survive, he can also survive, and if he survives, he can go to fight the three-handed clan and other alien races, and what is not satisfied.

Since yesterday, he has been dead, crippled, and there is nothing left but revenge.

"Everyone went back to their stone houses and simply packed their things, and let's go. ”

With a long breath, the sound of the broken river echoed throughout the tribe.

"Let's get out of here!"

"To the west!"

"All the way west!"

"There's an adult waiting for us to the west!"

......

The sound was like thunder in the ears of every tribesman before the rain, and some warriors showed confusion, but following the direction of the patriarch's finger, they saw the top of the high mountain outside the tribe, and a cyan figure stood in the wind, as if standing on the clouds.

Holding a horn glowing with a brilliant purple divine light in their hands, the light was so great that they felt a power burst from the depths of their blood.

To the west!

All the way west!

Soon, the tribesmen of the tribe before the rain returned to their respective houses, followed the orders of the patriarch and began to pack up their things simply.

And the broken river left the two elders of Qinwu and Lin Chuan, as well as the clan soldiers in the clan, there are still some things that have not been dealt with in front of them, Xuan Lin and a group of lackeys of the three-handed clan have been divided into bodies by the angry clansmen, but these people have a lot of relatives, almost more than 20,000 people.

Among these people were old and weak, women and children, and young and strong children, and at this moment the people who had done evil with Xuan Lin were all dead, and these people were also imprisoned, and they were also attacked by the angry tribesmen last night, and the casualties were not small.

"Kill!"

Broken River hesitated a little, and looked at Qingyang Huan on the top of the mountain on the side, but a fierce killing sounded and directly manifested in the hearts of Broken River, as well as the two elders of Qinwu and Lin Chuan.

Kill, kill, kill!

The fierce killing, the killing machine was wild, and suddenly in the spiritual world of the three of them, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a blood-colored world.

"Kill. ”

Then, the broken river that reacted, the corners of his mouth opened lightly.

The corners of the two elders' mouths moved, and they followed behind Broken River, heading towards the place where these people were being held.

Soon, the sound of killing bones and bones cracked sounded in the tribe before the rain, as well as crying and roaring, but with the demise of Xuan Lin and the others, the general trend of these people has gone, and they are not qualified to resist at all.

At the top of the mountain, Qing Yanghuan looked at the blood mist rising below, and the look on his face gradually turned cold.

Although most of these people are old and weak, women and children, but over the years, the rain before the tribe has lost many warriors in the three-handed clan, and it cannot be said that they have nothing to do with them.

Xuan Lin, as the lackey of the Three-Hand Clan, every time he handed over the head tribute of the Three-Hand Clan, and those women who were abused to death, it was not their relatives' turn, and they enjoyed the preferential treatment from Xuan Lin, which was above those who passed away from the blood of the same race.

It seems cruel, but Qingyang Huan has his own plans, he wants to use the blood and bones of these people to tell the entire three-handed clan, tell the entire Western Continent, and even the entire Xiaomang Continent, those Terrans who grovel in the face of alien races and become lackeys of alien races are a warning.

Betrayal of the Terrans comes at a price!

Their relatives are old and weak, women and children, and children who are waiting to be fed, but all this is not the same for any Terran warrior, the same wife and children, and the same relatives.

Betrayal comes at a price, and betrayal needs to be washed away by blood!

Otherwise, the price of this betrayal will be too low!

Soon, the screams of the tribe before the rain fell, and those who returned to the tribe's stone house saw and heard all this in front of them, although their eyes were a little unbearable, but they didn't say anything.

Because this is how their husbands, their children, and their relatives were sent to the mouths of the three-handed clan by Xuan Lin.

This difficult choice is indeed a bit tangled.

"My lord, we ......"

Across the void, Broken River shook his body towards Qingyanghuan, and his eyes looked at Qingyanghuan a little unnatural.

Qingyang's eyes fell through the air, looking at the broken river that was a little dodging, and only retracted it after a few breaths.

Suddenly, the river was as if he had exhausted all his strength, his body shook, and he was supported by Qinwu behind him, and he knew that he had dodged.

"Go ahead, arrange for the clansmen to go all the way to the west, and you don't have to stop. ”

"Yes!"

He saw the things in the tribe before the rain clearly, and the small action of breaking the river couldn't hide it from him at all.

Just now, Xuanhe took out the children who had not yet been weaned and were in a state of ignorance among Xuan Lin and other relatives and handed them over to the women in the clan.

Wait a minute!

Hearing the sound, Broken River stopped, and Qingyanghuan's voice came again.

"Let those bones rage in the wilderness!"

"Yes!"

......

Before the rain, the tribe prepared quickly, and after half a day, the old and weak women and children in the tribe had already stepped out of this place of life and reproduction under the protection of the clan soldiers, heading towards the west, and more than 100,000 people turned into a long black dragon, winding between the mountains.

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Watching the clansmen of the tribe disappear in front of him before the rain, Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the bones of the violent corpse wilderness again, he waved his big hand, and suddenly the purple and gold divine light in his hand was intertwined, and the bones below him were submerged, and when all the divine light settled, it didn't look like there was the slightest change.

Before the rain, the tribe went west, but he was not worried, close to the coastal area, the strength of the three-hand clan was not strong, but for a long time, no one resisted them, they had already taken it for granted, and subconsciously would not think that there were warriors who dared to kill the soldiers of the three-hand clan.

The arrogance of the three-handed people also made it much easier to migrate.

For the offshore waters that the three-handed clan wants to touch, even the demon clan wants to come and intervene, Qingyang Huan has no accidents, if there is really an accident, that is, the three-handed clan is really not self-sufficient, and the game between the big clans, the three-handed clan dares to make a move.

It was not enough, but it also reminded him that he should move the people of this region to the island as soon as possible and occupy this sea area, and no one would want him to vomit it out at that time.

The people he wanted to migrate to were a narrow strip of land near the western coast, about the size of the Kunshan King's Domain.

Of course, millions of miles of mountains and rivers can be crossed in a short time for him today, but for ordinary people, it is not so easy, especially the old and weak women and children in the clan, who need to go step by step.

In this narrow strip of land, there are three tribes of the lower ranks, six of the upper tribes, nine of the middle grades, and fifteen of the lower grades, as well as countless scattered tribes and settlements, which are too scattered.

But the beginning is really good, the tribesmen of the tribe before the rain let him see that there is still a part, or even a large part of the blood of the human race, this is the hope of the human race to stand up again, and it is an inextinguishable fire.

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Hanging Qi Hou Tribe, Pushan Hou Tribe, Shangpin Qingyu Tribe, Shangpin Fengxiao Tribe, Shangpin Linghe Tribe, Zhongpin Blood Valley Tribe, Queshan Tribe, Linglin Tribe, Black Stone Tribe, Wind and Rain Tribe, Qiushan Tribe.

In the next few days, the two lower grade hou tribes, three upper grade tribes, one middle grade tribe, five lower grade tribes, and dozens of scattered settlements all embarked on the journey to the west.

Without exception, among these tribes that have entered the product, one of them is a lackey of the three-handed clan, and they control a lot of power in the tribe, and even the patriarchs of the wind and rain tribe and the blood valley tribe are only respected by the three-hand clan, so you can imagine how dire the warriors in the clan are.

For these people, Qingyang Huan did not spare the slightest hand, and all of them were killed, and the bones were violent in the wilderness.

He has no mercy for these people.

Of course, these tribal people who were attracted by him were also panicked in their hearts, not knowing what their future was, and he was not the slightest polite, and all of them were forced to relocate.

In the entire western part of the Sanshou Domain, a series of black long dragons appeared, and on the edge of the vast ocean, Yang Ji Lei and the others picked up the first wave of Terran warriors, and under the protection of the elders of Zhenjiang Mansion, they headed towards the depths of the sea.

And Qingyang Huan couldn't stop his move to migrate the tribe again, and came to the near sea, these large and small tribesmen added up to nearly a million people, far beyond his initial expectations, and needed to be guarded.

Originally, he thought that he was wrong in his prediction, there would not be such many people, but in an area almost the size of the Kunshan King Domain, there were only thirty-three large tribes that had entered the rank, and the total number of clansmen was only millions.

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