No wonder, this person is actually the third son of Xiahou Haiyang, a genius and glamorous genius.

It is said that among the nine sects and ten factions, he can also be called the best among young people, and is known as the 'Six Musketeers'.

At a young age, his skills have also reached the second-grade spiritual realm, which is really extraordinary.

At this time, Xiahou Haoyang suddenly opened his eyes.

However, that kid only glanced at Ye Canghai and closed his eyes and breathed breathing, and he didn't take Ye Canghai seriously at all.

And the other clansmen, young and old, were also in a similar situation, and they all closed their eyes and cultivated after glancing at Ye Canghai.

After all, it was a rare opportunity to come here to cultivate.

Not everyone can come in, and there is a limit to the time you can come in.

The premise is that you have to make a great contribution to the clan, otherwise, you will not have a chance to come in.

Even the son of the patriarch of Xiahou Haoyang is no exception, this is the rule of the Xiahou family. Its purpose is to excite the people of the tribe to work hard and fight against the clouds.

Maybe it's because there are too many people in the Xiahou family, although you don't know Ye Canghai, no one has come to check your background.

Besides, everyone is seizing the time to inhale and cultivate, for fear that if you waste your burden, how can you have time.

Ye Canghai looked around and found that all the good land had been occupied for them.

I was thinking about whether to squeeze out a few guys and grab a good place to cultivate.

However, Ye Canghai suddenly stopped, and his eyes slipped on an inconspicuous stone lump in the most remote corner of the canyon.

The stone was emerald green, covered with moss and some low-grade ferns.

Oh......

The Sky Jiao in his body suddenly let out an excited roar.

Tap!

Ye Canghai had a look at the sky, and he was immediately overjoyed.

These stupid people don't know how to rob such a good place.

Because, this stone is the location of the spiritual vein dragon head under the Xiahou family's cultivation tower, just like the royal dragon vein.

Ye Canghai naturally wouldn't let it go, and sat on a bunch of ferns with one butt, cultivating cross-legged.

Soon, it felt as if there was a fire under the buttocks, one cold and one hot.

Unexpectedly, there is a volcano under this stone.

And the spiritual veins are hidden in the volcano, making the spiritual energy cold and hot.

Although Ye Canghai also has the dual attributes of water and fire, he also feels unbearable.

This guy worked hard to restrain himself, destroying the yin and yang arts, absorbing the yin and yang of heaven and earth, water and fire did not want to melt, at this moment, gradually entered the state of mutual restraint and yin and yang transformation.

"How?" the guys opened their eyes and sniffled.

"Brother Qiang, why do I feel that the aura is getting less and less inhaled?" a short young man asked a strong young man not far away.

"Huizi, I guess I sucked it away for Sanshao. Xiahou Qiang said, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiahou Haoyang.

Just now, Xiahou Haoyang also opened his eyes and asked lightly, "Look at what I'm doing, I also feel that the aura is too little, what's going on?"

"It's strange, we all feel that the aura has become too little, and we can't enter cultivation at all. Xiahou Hui touched his skull and said.

"Could it be that the cultivation tower has changed?" said an old man, this person's name is Xiahou Mu, the second uncle of the Xiahou family.

"It shouldn't be possible, it was fine just now. Xiahou Qiang said.

"It seems like there was a kid in just now, and we don't know each other. Xiahou Hui suddenly remembered.

A few guys immediately searched around, and finally found Ye Canghai a mile away.

Suddenly, several guys were all stunned.

Because, Ye Canghai's whole body seems to have fallen into the steamer at the moment, not to mention the steaming, there are actually two colors, one red and one green.

"Well, I snatched it all from him. "Xiahou Hui almost blew up his lungs.

"I went over and cleaned him up. Xiahou Qiang stood up, crackled, and his small bucket-thick arm retracted, looking powerful and tall.

This Xiahou Qiang is indeed tall, more than two meters long, plus he has a big waist and round shoulders, and he lives like a living King Kong.

This person is good at refining his body, and he has already polished his body like a bronze magic weapon, and even an inferior magic weapon can hardly hurt his physical body.

Therefore, he is nicknamed 'King Kong Man' in the clan.

It is said that once in a fit of anger, he tore alive more than a dozen Xuandan Eight Extremes Realm evildoers.

Although this person has only reached the half-step spirit realm, it can be seen that this person's hand strength is strong.

"Slow Hadron, who is that person, let's find out first before we do it. "Xiahou Mu is an elder after all, and he is much more mature.

"We haven't seen him, it's definitely not from the general clan, it is estimated that it is from which tribe. Xiahou Hui said.

"Whatever, let's fight first, dare to rob Lao Tzu's aura, it's not good to be tired. Xiahou rushed over, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he flew up with one foot, kicked Ye Canghai hard, and scolded in his mouth, "Boy, get out of the way!"

Porphyry!

Xiahou Qiang's feet seemed to be stuck in the mud, and he couldn't kick it in or take it back.

Immediately entangled in the fire and water, the kid was startled, roared, and struggled to pull his leg back, but this force seemed to be even worse.

The strength actually leaked thousands of miles, rolling to the soles of the feet.

Xia Hou roared strongly, constantly destroying his spiritual power to get his feet back, but the other party was a sucker, and his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

"Hahaha, Brother Qiang, stop playing, just kick that kid away. Xia Houhui thought he was joking.

"Yes, Brother Qiang, it's a waste of time for us to play again. ”

"Hurry up and kick Brother Qiang, you can't delay it any longer. ”

The clansmen said one after another, and Xiahou Qiang would of course not ask for help for the sake of face, but he was just trying his best to force out his last trace of spiritual power.

"No, it seems to be sticky. After all, Xiahou Mu was experienced and said.

"Impossible, how strong is Brother Qiang, even if you encounter a first-grade spiritual realm powerhouse, you can also fight it.

That kid is so tender, at most in his early twenties.

Even when he was in his early twenties, he was only a little bit stronger than Brother Qiang.

If Brother Qiang insisted on retracting his legs, even the three young people of the year would not be able to stick to him. ”

Xiahou Hui obviously didn't believe it, because Brother Qiang was his idol.

The next moment, Xiahou Qiang's whole person was paralyzed, and he threw himself into the aerosol pile, his whole body convulsed, and he almost vomited white foam.

"Oh no, something happened. You see, his skin is wrinkled. Xiahou Mu said.

"Kill him, you dare to bully Brother Qiang. When Xiahou Hui heard this, he burst into anger, rushed over with a stride, and slashed at Ye Canghai's head.

Porphyry!

Like Xiahou Qiang, he even pounced on the knife and people, struggling in the mist, screaming, "Help, Sanshao, help, Grandpa Mu." ”

"Uncle, don't go, let me try my sword. "Xiahou Haoyang actually came to the spiritual head, people like him like stimulation.

When you meet such a strong person, you want to fight.

Choke!

The treasure of the Xiahou family's clan, the 'Dragon Blood Sword', is out of its sheath.

The sword was like a scorching sun, slashing forward, and instantly shot out a round of small suns the size of a foot and smashed towards Ye Canghai.

Porphyry!

The little sun fell into the pile of aerosol and was engulfed in an instant.

"It's so small, it's too strong, eat my fierce sword eight yangs. When Xiahou Haoyang saw it, he was immediately even more excited, and he rose into the air, instantly slashing out seven or eight small suns and rolling and smashing towards Ye Canghai.

Porphyrium porphyr......

The mist was a sun-swallowing pit, all of which were swallowed up, and not a single blister came out.

"Haoyang, don't move lightly, let's go up and ask who this person is from the head of the family?" Xiahou Mu felt that the situation was serious.

Those who can devour Xiahou Haoyang's eight little suns are by no means idle, and if they cause big trouble, they will be in trouble.

"Tianyang One Sword!"