The tide of blood and qi poured into the body, Qingyang Huan's body was like a closed oven, smelting the sea of blood, each blood vein was crystal bright, rolling like a roaring river, glowing with pale golden light, communicating with the whole body.

Roar!

Between thoughts, if there is a fierce roar, if the real dragon roars, the majestic blood and qi run through the whole body, and the momentum is like a rainbow, rushing to a certain place in the body, all accumulated to a little.

Roar, roar, roar!

The real beast roared again and again, and the violent concussion made the whole body tremble, sweeping inside and outside, and then a roar exploded, and a black hole floated on his body.

The Eighth Divine Treasure!

Click.

However, in an instant, the surging blood qi was like a pouring tide, surging in all directions of the body, and the fine cracks cracked on the wrinkled body, and the blood qi all over the body exploded, floating with a rich blood tide.

It took half a day for the violent blood to subside, and the blood and qi floated all over the body like crystal amber, and the cracks on the body were filled.

A mouthful of blood was suspended around the body, gurgling blood, echoing with the body, nourishing the torn flesh and blood in the body, this time Kaizang actually tore open his body, a little unexpected to him, obviously his body was a little unable to support it.

"People have limits, if you want to control how strong the power is, you need to match the background accordingly, if the foundation is not strong, forcibly open the Tibetan is to explode and die. ”

For cultivation, Shi Spear can be said to be experienced, and he said loudly about Qingyang Huan's situation at this time.

"If you want to be stronger, you have to be stronger. ”

Qingyang Huan nodded, this truth is naturally easy to understand, take the Tibetan law of the Qingyang clan as an example, some warriors have opened up three Tibets, while some martial artists can only open up a collection, people are extremely poor, if you want to be stronger, you must first temper yourself stronger.

Two days later, after pranayama in his body to the peak level, Qingyang Huan picked up the precious blood he had previously obtained from the clan treasure.

"Seniors. ”

At the beginning, the ancestor of the clan did not melt the ban wrapped in the blood, and it was cheaper for him to stay until now.

However, chance creation is impermanent, and now what seems to be a simple thing, all the causes are because of the stone spear, if it were not for the stone spear, these creations in front of us would still be out of reach.

A purple light floated, and the ban that was originally wrapped in the blood flowed through the void like a stream of water, and then disappeared entirely.

Rumble!

The next moment, the crystal ban disappeared, and a drop of precious blood that was originally wrapped in it fell down and landed on Qingyang Huan's body.

"Ahem...... What a stone!"

The pale golden stone with the size of ten zhang manifested out of thin air, breaking the stone house, crushing the stone bed, and Qingyang Huan fell into the earth.

It was obviously a drop of precious blood, but it turned directly into a small mountain.

"Ah, a mountain has grown out of Brother Huan's stone house. ”

"No, no, it's Brother Huan who has become a mountain. ”

A few little babies playing at the mouth of the valley widened their eyes one by one, and saw a pale golden mountain rock growing out of thin air.

It was not only the little baby, but also the surrounding martial artists who heard the sound, and the great elder Qingyang Rong appeared outside the mountain stone, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

What is it?

A mountain grows out of thin air!

Thundered!

The next moment, a loud shout sounded, the hill grew again, Qingyang Huan stood up from the rocks and dirt, and lifted the ten-zhang hill.

"It's all gone. ”

Soon, the Great Elder spoke up and dispersed the clansmen who had surrounded him, and even asked the clansmen to guard the mouth of the valley and prevent those little babies from rushing in.

"I said, Senior Shimao, you always squeak, what is this. ”

Panting heavily, the mountain didn't seem to be big, but it was too heavy, even if he lifted it, it fell into the earth below his calf, and it was still sinking.

"There are mountains in the great wilderness, bathed in dragon blood and living souls, after years of flowing, giving birth to a kind of divine beast, the dragon head and horse body is the Zhongshan divine beast, this is a drop of the blood of the Zhongshan divine beast. ”

"You always say that this is a divine beast, but it is definitely not a mountain, the head of the dragon, and the body. ”

Gritting his teeth and holding the mountain, Qingyang Huan's face turned red, and he couldn't help shouting: "Even if it is a divine beast, how can I fuse him into the divine treasure." ”

Rumble!

Immediately after, a roar sounded, the hill fell to the ground, Qingyang Huan broke away from the bottom, and circled the hill several times, how did he look at it, how could it still be a mountain.

Rise......

The blood-colored god hid levitated, and the gurgling blood flowed to the top of the hill, and suddenly Qingyang Huan seemed to hear a dragon's roar, a mighty soup, majestic atmosphere.

The pale golden stone seems to be melted by the fire, turning into a flowing crystal, the huge dragon head manifests out, the dragon's whiskers are like the heavenly whip feet have a length of two zhang, the dragon is agitated, the momentum is like a rainbow, the horse's body is vigorous and the limbs are like heavenly pillars, and the whole body is surrounded by pale gold light.

It took him a full day to refine the golden mountain in front of him, it should be said that it was the Zhongshan Divine Beast, into the Divine Treasure, and this drop of blood was really a lot, so that this Zhongshan Divine Beast that was submerged in the Divine Treasure suddenly condensed into substance.

Galloping like fire, momentum like a dragon, is for the god of Zhongshan.

Of course, this sentence is Shi Spear's evaluation of this divine treasure, and Qingyang Huan responded passively, but this also shows its extraordinary.

On this day, the Sky Dome Eagle cried through the mountains, and a big cyan eagle fell in the Qingyang Mountain Range.

Soon, Qingyang Huan learned the news that the big eagle had brought back, and the Lord Zhenjiang issued an edict that the city lord of Wanshan City was vacant, and all the tribes and clans in the land of Fanla Mountain were qualified to compete.

However, this qualification is only for the younger generation, young people of various ethnic groups fight each other, and finally the winner's clan enters Wanshan City.

This edict reached Qingyang Mountain, and the Great Elder hurriedly summoned Qingyang Huan out, and for Wanshan City, the Qingyang clan could not help but have a peep heart.

Such a city can be said to be a cornucopia, Qingyang hunts the Great Wilderness and accumulates the foundation, where to sit in a city, the warriors of the Quartet gather to trade resources with each other and collect a commission.

Obtaining Wanshan City is equivalent to opening up another way for the Qingyang clan to accumulate heritage, and no tribe in Lashan will ignore it.

Returning to his new residence, Qingyang Huan fell into silence, and in the next cultivation, it was already difficult for the Qingyang clan to support him, only starting from the reward of the ancestral land of the human race, so it was inevitable to compete for Lashan.

Even if there is no edict from Lashan Town, he will go to the ancient land of Lashan, if Lashan can't break through, let alone go to the more distant wilderness.

In the end, he agreed to go to a mysterious place for the stone spear, although the stone spear has not yet been determined, but he understands that it will not be a simple place at all.

In this way, the edict of Lashan Zhenjiang and his next steps are fundamentally the same, and it is also inevitable to compete with the younger generation of Lashan.