The so-called bone soldier can be said to be a strange treasure, and the bone pattern is imprinted on it, such as Qingyang Huan, who can be branded with the killing artistic conception he has comprehended, and the high-level bone soldier can be integrated into the body.

Obviously, this bone soldier like a blood rope in the hands of the blood clan boy is like this, with the blood of the whole body as the source, it can be seen that this bone soldier is absolutely extraordinary, and it is very likely to be his natal soldier.

The blood qi contained in the blood reservoir was infused into the bone soldiers, and suddenly a surging blood-colored river was rolled up, as if burning blood flames, and the blood python transformed into a blood dragon roaring out.

Yuan Hong stood on top of the tiger wolf, his eyes were condensed, and a touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes, the blood law of the blood clan is the best of all races, and this clan has an extremely long heritage, and the law of martial arts is self-contained, and it is not weaker than the human race.

The blood dragon that struck down was like a whip swinging its tail, and suddenly the sea of blood from the corpse mountain floated out from the diffuse blood qi, and countless resentful spirits were roaring, and the sound pierced the heart, attracting the sound of the spiritual world, making people in a trance.

Hum!

With a cold snort, the divine treasure behind Yuan Hong opened, and the golden hidden source flowed, just like a blood clan boy, there was no great murder or bone pattern manifestation, but it was filled with endless hidden source blood.

Rumble!

The blood flowed down, infused with golden fists, turning into flowing golden light like the size of a grinding disc, and striking horizontally.

"Yuan Wang Fist!"

The warrior of the Tengu clan saw the golden light flowing, and the fist wind froze the void, and said in a cold voice, he has been lurking in Lashan for a long time, and he is naturally extremely familiar with some rumors in the land of Lashan.

Although the Yuan King has not been inherited by the king's blood, but the martial arts have been inherited, to a certain extent, the inheritance of the Yuan clan is enough to be in the top five in the entire Lashan Ancient Land, even those ancient clans with faith totems are a step apart, and the inheritance that can fully embark on the king's road is 108,000 miles away from it.

Even if the king sets foot on the Terran Tianguan, he is also sitting in a city and a pass, and even if he is a Zhenjiang Lord in the ancient land of Lashan, stepping on the Tianguan is only the responsibility of the commander, and he commands a clan soldier to rush and kill in front.

"Damn, this is the prototype of a totem!"

The warrior of the blood clan exclaimed in surprise, only to see the golden light behind Yuan Hong burst like the sun shining, and a vague figure manifested from the dazzling golden light, although it was more like a vague mist, but it suppressed this mountain forest.

Majestic, strong, domineering, unmatched!

This is the phantom of the king, belonging to the king who fell two thousand years ago of the Yuan clan, although there is no royal blood left, but it was worshiped by the Yuan clan as a totem in the clan.

"It is rumored that among the Yuan clan, there is a stele carved with the invincible scene when the Yuan King fought against Tianguan, and after the fall of the Yuan King, this stele was also sent back and turned into the belief totem of the Yuan clan!"

"The king fought the Tianguan, resisted the invasion of foreign races, spilled the blood of the war on the heaven and earth, stained the stone tablet, even if it fell, the will was immortal, turned into a totem, but unfortunately now it is only the god hidden realm, and the totem realm will show the true majesty!"

The vague phantom suspended behind Yuan Hong made the blood river of the blood clan boy freeze in mid-air, and it was difficult to enter an inch, and he watched as his fist pierced through the blood river, shattering the blood water, and countless resentful spirits were annihilated in the void.

"Kuizu is coming!"

Following the roar of the blood clan boy, the pale golden wings behind him opened, and the distance of more than ten zhang rushed to Yuan Hong in an instant, and the rich blood behind him also gave birth to a vague blood shadow, vaguely competing with the blurred figure behind Yuan Hong.

"It's not good, the blood clan also has a totem prototype!"

Seeing the blood-colored phantom manifested behind the blood clan boy, even a little clearer than the phantom of the Yuan King, there was a martial artist who exclaimed.

"It's not a totem, this is a bloodline inheritance, this blood clan is really the remnants of the original Xilai Mountain, it should be killed, kill countless tribes of my human race, and they will be completely wiped out today!"

"Kuizu crisscrossed the world and inherited the blood sea for eternity, how can it be compared to the phantom of a fallen king of the human race!"

In the place where the three blood clan figures converged behind him, there was a blood clan snorting coldly.

The prototype of the king's totem, the bloodline, and the hidden source, let Qingyang Huan be said to be an eye-opener, it turns out that the strength in the Divine Hidden Realm can be filled in this way, and enriching the source of the great evil is just one of them.

Even with the Shenzang Realm, with the help of external forces, he began to condense the prototype of the totem, which is equivalent to starting to prepare for the Totem Realm in the Shenzang Realm, and the road of martial arts can be walked like this.

"There are thousands of opportunities, the martial arts road is competing for the current, and all the souls are contending, this is the transformation of mortal spirits, breaking into a butterfly, blooming into a shocking elegance, and there are too many creations in the process. ！”

The sound of the stone spear sounded, making Qingyang Huan nod heavily.

This has not yet gone out of Lashan, and he has not even arrived at the ancient city of Lashan, he has seen all kinds of creations, from the beginning of the Kaiyi Tibetan who used bone soldiers to confront him, to the previous underworld boy who used a bone spear to urge the killing artistic conception.

And then in front of him, the inheritance of the king, the power of the bloodline, gave him the most intuitive feeling, no wonder the stone spear was not optimistic about him at the beginning, so many creations in the wilderness, he is just a tribal boy in a remote place, Qingyang clan is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the stone spear, thinking of the unconvinced in his heart at the beginning, now it seems that he is really sitting in the well and watching the sky.

Yuan Hong alone, even if there is no inheritance of the king's bloodline, just the king's cultivation method has surpassed the creation of too many people in Lashan, this is the law that can directly cultivate to the king, at least now there is no king in the vast Lashan.

That is the king of the world, even the Zhenjiang Lord of Lashan is like the gap between fireflies and Haoyue in front of such a strong man.

Thundered!

At this moment, the golden light and blood collided in the void, and the ripples swept across the surrounding mountains and forests, and everything was annihilated, turning into bareness, and the earth cracked.

This kind of turmoil has far exceeded the boundaries of ordinary Shenzang Realm martial artists, and in the violent collision, life and death are at every turn, and the destruction of form and god is only a matter of moments.

"Kill!"

The blood clan boy roared, the blood behind him poured down, his killing sound shook the mountains and forests, and a blood-colored streamer shot out from his hand, which quickly became lightning.

Not good!

This blood lightning was so fast that even the martial artists watching the battle around were shocked when they saw it.

In an instant, Yuan Hong did not dodge or resist in the slightest, and allowed the blood and electricity to penetrate his body.

Rumble!

The gurgling blood stained the beast robe red, and his fist withdrew from the chest of the blood clan boy, and the blood condensed into drops from the fist and dripped to the ground, his body shook, and the blood clan boy fell to the ground with a bang!

"Kill him!"

In an instant, the warrior of the Tengu clan roared, and suddenly a young man also killed towards Yuan Hong.

"You dare!"

The young man of the Tengu clan who suddenly made a move caught the surrounding warriors off guard, and Yuan Hong was already hit hard.

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged warrior of the human race, with a big red spear flowing in his hand, shot out horizontally, heading towards the tengu boy.

Rumble!

However, the middle-aged warrior of the Tengu clan had already made preparations, grabbed it with his big hand, and fell towards the big spear that struck horizontally, crushing the big gun in mid-air.

"Kill!"

The blood-colored robe was dyed red, and in the face of the attacking Tengu Clan's young man, Yuan Hong roared, and the silent golden glow flashed with dazzling light again, and the blurred figure burst out of the majestic shore, he did not retreat and dodge, and faced him head-on again

"Kill, kill, kill!"

In an instant, the gurgling blood on his chest burst out, rendering his fist golden red, and the young man's murderous light burst out, and his body did not take half a step back from beginning to end.