"Meet the Terran Haobo, I don't know that Haobo is coming, there is no end to fear, and the children in the clan are stubborn and hope that Haobo is not to blame. ”

Dressed in a white robe, with crystal antlers on his head, his hands covered with fine white fluff bowed to Qingyang Huan.

With the sound of the boundless, in the surrounding ancient forests and grasses, there were dozens of pairs of bright big eyes at once, each eye flashing with crystal, without the slightest impurities and other brilliance.

Not only that, but the snow-white figures in the surrounding ancient forests were all converging towards this place, and their eyes showed a little curiosity.

"This ......"

Seeing that the clansmen gathered all of a sudden, Wei Wuya looked stunned, and subconsciously looked towards Qingyang Huan, lest Qingyang Huan would be angry, the battle outside Haoyuan made him frightened, this is the power that the realm spirit clan cannot resist.

Fortunately, seeing that Qingyanghuan's expression had not changed, his heart settled down slightly.

Qing Yanghuan saw the white shadows in the dim ancient forest around him, as crystal as white jade, and every pair of eyes flashed with crystals, looking at the hustle and bustle of the world from these eyes, there was only a purity that made your heart quiet.

If he saw this kind of calm in the eyes of a Realm Spirit Clan, it would not shock his heart, but because the eyes of every Realm Spirit Clansman were crystal clear and indisputable, which was too shocking.

Even the towering man who is in charge of the clan in front of him is very old, and in addition to old age, there is not the slightest greed and other expressions in his cloudy eyes.

The big eyes around him flashed with curiosity, curiosity about him, and even the sound of the grass, a small body of a one-foot-sized Realm Spirit Clan rolled into a ball and rolled in front of him at once.

The little one seemed to be frightened, and his big eyes showed anxiety and uneasiness, and he didn't know how he got out.

"Lord Haobo, the naughty boy of the clan ......"

Seeing Qingyang Huan squatting down, at this moment, Wei Wuyan's mind mentioned the limit, and the secret path was not good.

"I... I...... I...... I'm ......"

Seeing Qingyang Huan squatting down, the big eyes of the little guy of the Realm Spirit Clan who rolled out were full of tears but he didn't dare to drip them down in his eyes, his small body was trembling slightly, and his little body was hugging and curling up.

"What's your name, little one. ”

Qing Yanghuan didn't pat its little head with his hand, lest it be frightened, but asked softly.

"I, I, I...... I ......"

The little guy looked at Wei Wuyan, and then at Qingyang Huan, and the tears in his big eyes couldn't be stopped anymore.

"Wow......"

"My lord, the naughty boy in the clan is rude, if the adult blames or blames the old man, it is the old man who is not strict in discipline. ”

"Blame?"

Suddenly, Qing Yanghuan reacted, and felt the white figures around him with nervous expressions, he actually scared them, is he so terrible!

At this moment, he couldn't help but show a wry smile, he was so sharp and fanged, was it hideous and terrifying!

"Ah Huan, the Realm Spirit Clan can sense the fluctuations emanating from the martial artist the most, you can tell me how many kings you have killed. ”

Gu Buxian lay in his ear and said to Qingyang Huan.

What a pure family!

All right!

Qing Yanghuan thought that he was not a murderer, but he was also defeated by the ignorant and innocent eyes of the little guy in front of him.

Then he looked at the turtle on his shoulder, it was really a matter of comparing goods.

"Ah Huan, what do you mean by this. ”

With a slight glance in his eyes, he was caught by the turtle immortal, and suddenly the turtle master was dissatisfied, and he almost jumped up.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Qingyang Huan waved his hand and said to Wei Wuya.

Feeling that Qingyang Huan was really not angry, Wei Wuyan couldn't help but let go of his heart, in this short period of time, he seemed to have experienced a battle between heaven and man.

In the end, Qingyanghuan did not appease the crying little guy, but made the tears in the little guy's eyes flow uncontrollably.

Click!

At this moment, on the Weijie Sky Dome, which was originally a clear sky, there were abrupt dark clouds, dark cloud cumulus clouds were thick, and purple lightning and silver light continued to explode in the thick clouds.

It's raining!

As he spoke, drops of rain fell, and the more the little guy cried, the heavier the rain became, and finally the rain on the sky washed down like a heavenly river.

"Little ancestor, don't cry, don't cry, the cave where we live is flooded. ”

"Xiao Ling'er, don't cry. ”

......

"Wow Wow ......"

"Ah......h

In the rain, the little guy who was scared to cry by Qingyang Huan before shook his head and cried.

"Ah Huan, you're scared of it. ”

Gu Buxian pursed his lips, the realm spirit clan was really weird, and it actually triggered a local vision of heaven and earth.

At this moment, a group of clansmen of the Realm Spirit Clan couldn't care about Qingyang Huan's presence, and gathered around the little guy, persuading them with nonsense.

"I'm going to eat the alexandrites, wow....... ”

"I'm going to dig. ”

"Wow wow...... If I were Ice Spirit Grass. ”

"I'll go to the mountains to find it for you, Ice Spirit Grass. ”

"I still have to eat the spirit fruit, woo woo woo ....... ”

......

"My lord smiled, my clan ...... my clan"

At this moment, the patriarch of the Boundless Clan was a little speechless.

It seems that there is a guarantee that there is a spiritual grass and spirit fruit to eat, the rain in the sky has stopped, and the little guy is not crying, but when the crystal big eyes look at Qingyang Huan, there is still a touch of timidity.

"Funny little guys. ”

A rain fall seems to have brought a baptism to Qingyanghuan, and the anxious fetters that come from the heart have dimmed a lot for a while.

Soon, Qingyang Huan and Wei Wuya headed towards an ancient mountain in the depths, while Gu Buxian slipped off his shoulders and headed towards the Realm Spirit Race, which he became more and more interested in.

In fact, not only is the turtle not an immortal, but even Qingyang Huan has a strong interest in this race at this moment.

This race is too pure, indisputable, and integrated into the world, but it seems unwilling to be contaminated and killed.

"Lord Haobo. ”

Follow Qingyang Huan to the top of the ancient mountain, which is very far away from the ancient city above the center of the Weijie, and the surrounding sky is cold.

"Follow me Haoyuan in the future, and I will protect you. ”

If it was because the turtle was not immortal before, then now Qingyang Huan himself is also interested in this race, and the world spirit clan is like a pure true spirit in heaven and earth, without desire or desire.

A pair of pure big eyes, not contaminated with the hustle and bustle of the world, make people's hearts stable.

"Thank you, Lord Haobo. ”

The expression was slightly stunned, and at this moment, Wei Wuya bowed deeply, just as the Bull Demon King of the Darong clan thought, Wei Wuya also felt that Qingyang Huan was because he had received the edict of the human race, so he dared to occupy the Shenmu Domain so openly.

Being able to lean on the big tree of the human race, the Realm Spirit Clan is better than floating alone, just as Qingyang Huan thought, because the Realm Spirit Clan is pure, so it can feel the floating breath between heaven and earth.

Even if they were cursed by the bloodline because of their ancestors' unauthorized cultivation of demon methods, some instincts still existed, and they could feel the increasingly tyrannical aura between heaven and earth.

If there is more strife between heaven and earth, the tyrannical atmosphere will become more and more intense, which also means that heaven and earth will become more and more unstable.

......

After a stick of incense, Qingyang Huan was about to leave Weijie, when the little guy who was scared and crying by him stood on a big tree, looking at him from a distance, with timidity flashing in his big eyes.

But at this moment, the little guy was holding a half-foot-sized, purple bamboo shoot in his mouth, and his sharp little teeth were biting.

"Hmm, you, you...... Are you going to kill me?"

This time, this little guy named Ling'er didn't cry, but he said something that made Qingyanghuan cry and laugh.

He already knew that the little guy in front of him was the purest descendant of the bloodline born by the Realm Spirit Clan now, and the Realm Spirit Clan was not just a random clansman who would rain heavily as soon as he cried in the sky, only this little guy could do it.

Airplanes!

Then Qingyanghuan's hands were flooded with ten thousand divine lights, and the Dao law that permeated the surrounding void was manifested, seeing Qingyanghuan like this, the little guy was about to run, but he felt that Qingyanghuan had no malice, and he still stopped his little feet, but his big eyes were full of timidity, and the jade shoots in his mouth also fell off.

Buzz!

As Qing Yanghuan pinched the magic method in his hand, one after another Dao methods appeared, he eliminated the spear path and the killing dao method, based on the boundless Dao, and the rest of the Dao methods were assisted, and a bell contaminated with a trace of his own blood was concluded in his hand.

Jingle bells.

Then this bell hung around the neck of the little guy before he could react, this is a talisman, containing the power of Qingyang Huan's own blow.

He didn't know why he did it, as if it was already the way he was doing.

The little guy felt very awkward about the sudden extra bell on his body, and kept stretching out his two front hooves to grab it, but he couldn't take it off at all, and when it looked up, he found that the person he was afraid of had disappeared.

Jingle bells!

In desperation, the little guy walked towards the depths of the ancient forest, accompanied by a string of pleasant bells.

......

"Ah Huan, this can be regarded as a treasure. ”

After leaving the Wei Realm, Gu Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder and said excitedly.

"Is that little guy ......?"

"Huh... How do you know. ”

Gu Buxian was stunned and said, obviously a little unconvinced that Qingyang Huan was so smart.

Bang!

Then Qingyang Huan knocked on his turtle shell and said, "I found something, hurry up." ”

"That little guy of the Realm Spirit Clan named Ling'er, his bloodline is about to return to his ancestors, it seems that the turtle master is guessing well. ”

"Even if the Realm Spirit Clan is cursed, but as a descendant of the Heaven and Earth Rui Qi, how can it not be favored by Heaven and Earth, even if the curse is coming now, but whoever wants to harm this clan will inevitably suffer bad luck. ”

"Fortunately, you are excited, you don't want to subdue them like Da Rong, if you use force, isn't this a slap in the face of God? How is heaven and earth punishing Lu Duan, that is also the matter of heaven and earth itself, it is the descendants of Lu Duan who are not angry, if outsiders interfere, then it will be a disaster, this is a group of mascots, just provide for it, are you afraid that it will not be good when the time comes?"

Turtle Buxian said with a smile, stared at Qingyang Huan, and said, "Master Turtle knows that you have also guessed, and you are indeed a fellow Taoist." ”