"You're ......!"

Seeing Qingyang Rong bursting like this, Yan Muya, the Great Elder of Yan Mountain, spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Seeing the majesty of the Great Elder, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with light, like a young wolf, this is the power that a wolf should have.

"Qingyang Old Turtle, you have been promoted to the Spirit Realm!"

"Not bad!"

Qingyang Rong nodded, there was a touch of pride in his eyes, he and Yan Muya had been fighting for hundreds of years, and now he finally overwhelmed the other party, the realm of the regent, which is different from the realm of the gods, the soul power began to be released, and the surrounding environment was controlled.

"Don't talk nonsense, old ghost Yan, take the little cubs in your clan back and forth, for the sake of the veins that you have dug for me Qingyang for several months, this time I will not pursue your invasion of my Qingyang territory!"

At this moment, the eyes of the Yanshan clan soldiers were full of anger, even the Yanmu Cliff was furious, and he had to dance wildly, what Qingyang's territory.

He was not surprised at all by what Qing Yangrong had done, because if it were him, he might have been more domineering, but it was a pity that this old thing had been promoted to the Spirit Realm, and this time the gap widened.

And he still didn't have the slightest clue about the Spirit Realm, thinking of this, Yan Muya's expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

"Elder!"

Seeing that Yan Muya didn't make a sound, the clan soldiers on the side roared angrily, their eyes were fierce, and they couldn't wait to kill Qingyang and the two with their eyes.

However, Yan Muya waved his hand to stop the angry clan soldiers, he didn't want to let the rest of the clan soldiers lie on the ground, fighting for a hundred years, he knew his old opponent very well, this old thing did what he said.

"Let's go!"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Muya stared at Qing Yangrong deadly, and shouted with his teeth clenched.

What the!

"Great Elder, this is the ore vein excavated by this Yan Mountain, we have worked hard for several months, do we have to hand it over to the Qingyang Clan!"

"Take the injured clansmen and go back to the tribe!" however, Yan Muya shouted again, without any mud or water.

Since the old thing in Qingyang has been promoted to the Spirit Realm, things can't be done, it's right to withdraw as soon as possible, those clansmen lying on the ground who are lying on the ground are living examples, and today's humiliation comes from retribution.

"Great Elder, is Qingyang really going to kill us, this is the vein of my Yan Mountain, I can't let go, we drag him down, and the Great Elder rushes back to report to the clan master!"

There is still an immortal heart of the Yanshan clan soldiers, but Yanmuya waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid the clan master won't be able to come!"

Compared with these clan soldiers, as the Great Elder of Yanshan, he understands the horror of the Spirit Realm better, if he is severely injured in this reckless forest today, one by one is seriously injured, it will be troublesome to return to the clan, and in addition to recuperating from his injuries, this price will be even greater!

At this moment, the Yanshan tribe is outside the clan hall.

There was a bonfire, and several large cyan fish of several feet in size were set up on the flames, and the fragrance was swirling.

A strong and rugged man, with his big hand, took a big cyan fish directly from the bonfire, regardless of the heat, just put it to his mouth and chewed it, just a few breaths, a two-foot-long big fish, only the fish bones remained, and the man threw it into the flames at will.

This sturdy man is not Qingyang Huan's father, and who is it.

After eating one, he grabbed another one from the bonfire, and Qingyangbori drank vaguely while eating: "I said Lao Yan, our brothers haven't been together for a long time, and they only entertained me with a few broken fish, it's too boring!"

On the opposite side of Qingyangbori, a middle-aged man in a purple beast robe sat outside the beast fire, his two eyes raised slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said loudly: "This broken fish is the Bilin python of the Divine Hidden Realm." ”

......

"Wait!"

Finally, when the soldiers of the Yanshan tribe carried the wounded people who were prostrate on the ground and were about to leave the vein, Qingyang Rong spoke again.

"Qingyang old ghost, what else do you have to advise!" Suddenly, the Great Elder of Yanshan roared angrily.

"The old rules. However, Qingyang Rong said lightly.

"Qingyang old ghost, you really want to die and break the net!" Yan Muya's expression became more and more cold.

"The fish is dead and the net is broken?" However, Qingyang Rong walked forward and came directly to Yan Mu Cliff, "Do you have that qualification now!"

"Leave all the armor behind, let's go!"

Finally, Yan Muya's roar melted away, and he shouted at the Qingyang clan soldiers.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately following the Yanshan clan soldiers throwing all their armor on the ground, as the Yanmu Cliff rushed away with the injured clansmen, Qingyang melted his hand heavily, but did not ask for the life of any Yanshan clan soldiers.

Gather the armor left by the Yanshan clan soldiers, but Qingyang Huan showed a wry smile, because among the armor left by these Yanshan clan soldiers, some copper spears were engraved with cloud patterns belonging to Qingyang, obviously what the Great Elder did was not a precedent, but had already existed before.

At this moment, he also understood what the old rules that the Great Elder had said!

Obviously, it is nothing new for the two major clans to fight each other and collect their own armor, it depends on whose fist is hard!

This time, it also made him understand that the real strong are respected.

"Great Elder, let's leave all the armor of the Yanshan tribe's clan soldiers, will it ......?"

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan said loudly, although the Great Elder did not kill a single person this time, there were dozens of Yanshan clan soldiers who were lying on the ground and were severely injured.

"Our Qingyang and Yanshan have been adjacent for two thousand years, and the battles between each other are too many to count, but it is very rare to fall into a situation of endless death, this time Yanshan has lost face, and will inevitably find a chance to get it back, don't care. ”

The Great Elder said to him.

"Boy, you have to remember that it's okay to make a little trouble, there is still a fight between our own clansmen in the Qingyang clan, let alone between the two major tribes, but the big fight is definitely not good, this old man understands, Qingyang understands, Yanshan also understands, and you have to keep in mind. ”

Qingyang Huan nodded as if he didn't understand, and said loudly: "Is it because of the alien race?"

"When you enter the ancient city of Lashan in the future and see the bigger world, you will know how turbulent it will be outside my human race, Qingyang is nothing, the competition between us and Yanshan is just to make our respective tribes survive better!"

With a trace of memory in the eyes of the Great Elder, Qingyang Huan knew that when the Great Elder was young, he had traveled in the ancient land of Lashan, stepped on hundreds of thousands of miles of great wilderness, majestic mountains, vicissitudes of ancient cities, and had extraordinary knowledge.

It's not just the Great Elder, even his father has also gone out, so he has to go out and take a look, the Great Wilderness is said that it is not easy for the human race to survive, and he has been fighting with many big clans for generations.

"Let's go, move our copper vein back to the tribe, Yanshan has almost dug up this vein in three months. ”

In the cave, the Great Elder carefully pulled a straw rope woven from the fur of a fierce beast from his wrist, and tied a finger-sized beast bone on the straw rope, which was densely covered with lines, which looked dazzling at a glance.

This was the means by which they were able to take away these copper veins, a beast bone imprinted with spatial bone patterns.