The martial artists of the three-handed clan in the hall were alive and well, since the Hall of Elders had such an attempt, it proved that they had a chance to get involved in the sea area.

The vast ocean, the blue waves, the islands are dotted, there are too many resources, just the spirit trees and mineral veins on those islands near the sea, have long attracted the covetousness of many ethnic groups, but backed by the East China Sea, the sea clan is huge, it is not easy to get involved, and the three-handed clan naturally dare not make a move.

Now, I don't know what happened to the Sea Hedgehog Clan, and they retreated to the offshore sea, and this time this millions of miles of offshore sea is vacant.

"We can't occupy this sea area, but some people are not afraid of the Sea Clan. ”

Suddenly, the gimmick spoke up again, with a smile, and said: "Our three-handed clan is a small clan, just follow the strong and get a piece of the pie, just like a long, long time ago, we occupied this continent and enslaved the human race. ”

"The small clan has the way of living of the small clan, and it is necessary to rely on the strong clan to survive. ”

"Demon Clan!"

The words of the gimmick fell, and the warrior below blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

The demon clan wants to do it!

If the demon clan does it, then there is something to do about it, the three-handed clan is following behind the demon clan at the beginning, occupying such a piece of land, mountains and rivers, and now following the demon clan to share a piece of the pie in the hands of the sea clan, it is not impossible.

You can even get a lot of cheap, anyway, the anger of the sea clan is naturally resisted by the demon clan, and the three-handed clan can just catch a little bit behind, even if you can't occupy this sea area, it's cost-effective to make a sum of money and leave.

From the very beginning, the Three-Hand Clan has been the head of the Demon Clan, and although it has not yet reached the point of becoming a vassal race of the Demon Clan, it is only forty in name.

Otherwise, with just a few third-handed clans, what big face can occupy the mountains and rivers in the Western Continent for tens of thousands of miles, enslave many Terran tribes and bloodlines, and still occupy it for so long.

As for so many powerful races in the heavens, why the three-handed clan is attached to the demon clan, there is a great mystery in this, the demon clan is powerful, this race has existed since ancient times, the strength is strong, and the background is unfathomable.

It is even rumored that the birth of the demon clan originated from the first batch of divine beasts in heaven and earth, which is called the existence of gods, and the ancestors of the demon clan are the descendants of the gods, which is countless years earlier than the human race.

It's just that the years have passed, and the medieval and early antiquity alone make it difficult to remember, let alone the years before antiquity.

Even though it has experienced the great destruction before the ancient times, the demon race that was born and returned again at the end of the Middle Ages has once again become one of the races with the most people in the heavens, but the demon race is too complicated and lengthy, and all kinds of bloodlines are intertwined.

Landscapes, plants and trees can be turned into demons, fierce beasts and beasts can be turned into demons, and the most important thing is that the bloodline of the demon clan is the most mottled bloodline among all the races in the heavens.

Even now, the demon clan is constantly creating new bloodlines.

The bloodlines between the various branches of the demon clan in the demon clan multiplied, and there were too many mottled bloodlines, neither like tigers nor wolves, and the chaos of the bloodlines could only make these four different forms of their own branches, such things were too common in the demon clan.

The ancestors of the three-handed clan used to see the demon clan like this, although the strength is huge, but the various ethnic groups compete with each other, but it is like a plate of scattered sand, even if the three-handed clan is attached to the demon clan, it is not a big deal.

The scattered demon clan has no chance to annex the three-hand clan, and they can't solve it internally, and they still want to annex foreign clans, isn't it a joke, this is the most in line with the interests of the three-handed clan.

Therefore, the three-handed clan hitched a ride on the demon clan, and the small clan was unexpectedly mixed.

Smack!

However, at this moment, the sound of clapping palms sounded in the abrupt hall, as if applauding their plan.

What people.

Suddenly, these warriors of the three-handed clan were like a great enemy, but the moment they wanted to let go, they found that their whole body was imprisoned, and the invisible mountain suppressed it, crushing the spiritual world, and the terrifying power seemed to tear apart everyone's minds.

The horror of death swept from all sides of the main hall, condensed into tiny ice chips in the air, and fell down in a slump.

The mind was imprisoned, and all the three-handed clan warriors were left with their big eyes turning, unable to even speak, and horror appeared in the depths of their pupils.

Looking at the Terran woman lying on the cold ground in the main hall, Qing Yanghuan waved his palm, and pieces of broken animal skins flew up and covered the delicate body covered with scars.

"Who are you!"

At this moment, Xuan Lin entered the main hall, saw the scene in front of him, and immediately exclaimed.

"Bold, what are you doing, you dare to ......"

Burst!

However, in the next moment, an invisible force broke through the air and directly hit Xuan Lin's chest, blasting him out, and the blood was scattered on the ground, smashing heavily outside, and was seen by his doglegs.

"Elder, what's wrong with the Elder, is the Lord of the Shang Clan angry again. ”

However, when they saw Qingyang Huan walking out of the stone hall, their eyes suddenly showed murderous intent.

"Bold and fanatical, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, you dare to be presumptuous in front of the lords of the Shang clan. ”

Thinking of the three-handed clan master in the stone hall, the eyes of the warriors showed excitement, and in their hearts, they didn't think what would happen to the warriors of the three-handed clan, but wanted to win Qingyang Huan and show their merits in front of the warriors of the three-handed clan.

That's the real sadness.

Puff puff!

It is conceivable that these people are like ants in front of Qingyang Huan.

Not only them, but all the warriors of the three-hand clan in the tribe before the rain, were imprisoned by Qingyang Huan one by one, and the lackeys of the three-handed clan, he did not kill them.

Including the previous Xuan Lin, he was only seriously injured, and his thoughts were still very clear.

This damn thing.

But he doesn't need to do it!

The blood debt on their bodies needs to be done by the people before the rain.

Soon the broken river appeared, and with his warriors, he personally arrested the warriors and relatives under the command of Elder Xuanlin.

"Broken River, do you know what you're doing!"

"You're bringing destruction to the entire tribe!"

Xuan Lin lay on the ground and watched as the warriors and relatives under his command were escorted over one by one.

"Fuck you!"

Broken River kicked out, kicking Xuan Lin towards the clansmen gathered below.

"Give my daughter back. ”

"Give me back my life. ”

Xuan Lin fell, and the women in the crowd rushed towards Xuan Lin as if they were crazy.

Qingyang Huan didn't make a sound, and his figure disappeared into the tribe before the rain, and the warriors of the three-handed clan brought by the gimmicks were about three hundred, and they were all handed over to Broken River.

However, there are more than 20,000 people in the tribe who accompany Xuan Lin, and this includes their relatives and relatives, most of whom are old and weak, women and children.

"Three-handed clan, give back my child's life. ”

"Give back my son's life. ”

"Ahh

The roars were repeated, the crying was endless, and the entire tribe before the rain fell into madness, seeing that Broken River personally cut off the head of the gimmick who had previously flaunted the tiger, completely detonating the extremely suppressed hatred in the hearts of every clansman.

"Kill!"

The hoarse voice that seemed to roar from the depths of his throat made this tribe in the mountains completely fall into a rage.

Soon, the warriors of the three-handed clan were snatched away by many clansmen, they roared, and they opened their big mouths and bit them directly.

Over the years, how many men in the clan have been taken away by the three-handed clan in this way and never returned, how many young girls have been brutally killed by them, and how many have died in an unknown way.

However, no matter how they ate their flesh, those people couldn't come back.

"Ah......h

"Ahh

One by one, the clansmen looked up to the sky and roared, and one by one the warriors beat their chests desperately, even if they were shocked and their internal organs were buzzing, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding, they didn't care.

They opened their mouths and bit down on the warriors of the three-handed clan, even if they broke their teeth, they still swallowed the flesh and blood, and in this way, all the warriors of the three-handed clan, as well as a group of lackeys under Xuan Lin's command, were divided alive.

There were tears in the corners of the eyes of the clansmen who couldn't stop flowing, and hugged the warriors on the side and wept bitterly.

Some of the chiefs of the tribe could not kneel down and wept bitterly.

......

"Ah......h

Ahh

They are venting the depression in their hearts, which has been suppressed for too long, and this hatred is too deep.

Throughout the night, there were roars, hoarseness, and roars in the tribe before the rain, and more than 300 warriors of the three-handed clan were left with only broken white bones, and more than 100,000 people in the tribe before the rain were born to eat their flesh and blood, and the bones were smashed and ground into powder, still with a touch of unwillingness.

Early morning.

The voices of the tribe before the rain finally gradually fell, and one by one the clansmen lay on their backs on the ground without care, looking at the sky with blank eyes, as if they had lost all their strength, and they didn't want to move a finger.

Even Broken River, who was the head of a clan, was also lying on the ground, and the two elders around him, Qin Wu and Lin Chuan, were stained with blood and rolled up.

"Haha......"

The great pain of decades of squeezing once got snow.

Joyfully!

Even if you die at this moment, you have no regrets!

Worthy of its own flowing blood!

It is worthy of the ancestors who have already turned into loess!

Death, not terrible!

Terrible is alive!

"Broken River, let's ......"

Qin Wu spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Someone said to me that if he doesn't die, we won't die. ”

Tilting his head, Broken River looked at Qin Wu beside him and said, "I believe in him." ”

......

Woo!

When the glow of the morning sun spread to this mountain forest, the sound of the horn of vicissitudes resounded in the heaven and earth.

In an instant, the bodies of the tribesmen lying on the ground trembled violently.

In their dry minds, it seemed to flow into a clear spring, nourishing their dry hearts.

Woooo

On the top of a mountain not far from the tribe, Qingyang Huan took out the ancient horn handed to him by Hug Puzi, and at this moment, the horn buzzed, emitting a long whimper, and vaguely illuminated a blood-stained blue sky.