Sitting under the boulder by the river, there was a roar in Qingyang Huan's body, as if a long river of blood and qi was surging.

Beside him, the two dragon's bearded golden scales had pale golden blood on their bodies, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, entering his body along his pores, and in an instant, they were filled with hundreds of limbs.

The crystal glow manifested and smeared on the surrounding stones, and the blood and qi of the whole body were mobilized almost immediately, boiling like a furnace.

The dragon beard fish can barely be regarded as a different species, and its blood qi is more refined than that of ordinary beasts of the same level, and after these blood qi are absorbed into the body, they turn into tiny blood dragons, swimming all over the body.

The blood qi of the third step of the blood refining level of the casting body runs through the blood veins, and the human body has twelve major veins, counting those subtle blood vessels, there are countless of them, so this is also the reason why many martial artists stay at this level for a long time.

Even if it is not the meticulous realm of the Tempering Dao, it takes a lot of time and energy to completely refine the blood in the bloodline of the whole body.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan was completely silent, and he absorbed all the blood and qi of the two dragon beard fish, and hid it in one part of his body, ready to break into the depths of his blood in one fell swoop and refine his blood into his body.

Rumble!

It seemed to have a sound like the roar of a fierce beast, roaring out of his body, and the blood qi fluctuations suddenly swept through his body, and the crystal blood qi rushed into the sky.

The blood qi that was urged converged into a large river straight, brushing towards the main pulse in the body, and the crystal blood qi was like a rainbow, wrapped in surging power.

Listening to the roaring sound that kept coming from Qing Yang Huan's body, the Great Elder had a glint in his eyes, and his expression was very excited, his eyes kept looking at him, and even some anticipation.

Thundered!

A roar sounded, a complete bloodline was directly washed away by the blood, the boiling bloodline essence and blood fused together, turned into the body's blood, derived from power, at this moment there was a whistling sound in the bloodline, and wisps of dirt were washed out of the body.

Boom Boom!

The whole body that followed roared like thunder, and one after another blood veins were penetrated, and the essence of blood qi and blood fused into the qi of the body, quenching out the impurities in the blood.

Six ways!

......

Seven Ways!

Even until this moment, the momentum originating from Qingyang Huan's body was still full of might, and it seemed that it was far from reaching the point of exhaustion.

The face of the Great Elder was even more happy, in the Great Wilderness, when the martial artist entered the blood refining, everyone was different, some people had poor qualifications, and it was very difficult to penetrate the bloodline.

And those who are gifted and strong, there are not many blood veins in their bodies, which is enough to quickly open up the blood veins of the whole body, and when the blood and blood are connected, they absorb the essence of the blood and qi of the fierce beast and inject them into the blood veins, and integrate with the blood qi to complete the blood refining level.

And what did he see!

Seeing that Qingyang Huan was full of energy, he directly penetrated into the realm of the eighth bloodline, and there was no posture to stop, and when he continued to penetrate the bloodline, some of the essence of the blood qi was blending with the blood.

This shows that the bloodline in Qingyang Huan's body is extremely smooth, of course, part of the reason for this is because of his recultivation, but even so, it is enough to make people frightened.

Rumble!

When the ninth blood qi roared, Qingyang Huan's originally boiling blood qi began to weaken until it fell, and at this moment he also opened his eyes.

Nine bloodlines run through!

It's not that the bottom can't be penetrated, firstly, the blood of the two dragon's whiskers is exhausted, and secondly, he needs to precipitate, the bloodline is only the first step, the blood in the bloodline has not yet been nourished, only the blood and the essence of the blood are compatible, and the derived strength can be regarded as the real blood refining is completed.

With the success of Qingyang Huan, the floating blood glow also disappeared.

"Let's go, move our cuprite back!"

Following the voice of the Great Elder, he swept directly onto the ancient forest with him, heading towards the north like a big bird.

In the north, in the buffer zone at the junction of the Qingyang clan and the Yanshan Mountains, in a semi-circular mountain col, surrounded by strong men in leather armor, the col is full of rocks and mud.

There is a dark cave in the pile of rocks and dirt, and the figure of a warrior looms in the cave, and the sound of chiseling stones comes from the depths of the cave, and from time to time there are warriors crawling out of the cave with a wooden basket on their backs.

All the stones in the wooden basket were dumped outside, and the fallen gravel was soon attended by warriors who came and picked out the purple-gold stones among them.

The distribution of cuprite is extremely uneven, and some of it solidifies with ordinary stones, so it is not easy to mine, and these warriors pick out the cuprite ore from the rocky soil, even if it is the size of a fingernail.

In the far side of the cave, another cave was opened up in the mountain, in which an old man sat in the town, and all the mined copper ore was sent to this cave.

Now it has been piled up like a small mountain, flashing with a crystal purple light, no less than tens of thousands of catties.

And at this moment, the Great Elder and Qing Yanghuan had already come to the outside of the mountain col, and they came towards the mountain col with a swagger!

"What kind of person, the Yanshan Department is heavy, and the trespassers are killed!"

Three miles away from the mountain pass, the two of them were noticed by the secret post of the Yanshan Department, it was the Yanshan Guard of the Yanshan Department, the warrior of the Shenzang Realm.

Poof!

However, the Great Elder slapped his big hand in the air like this, and there was blood flying, and the two Yanshan guards who were blocking in front flew out directly, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

This is the horror of the powerhouse of the Spirit Realm, giving birth to divine consciousness, controlling the whole body, meticulous, and the control of every trace of power is extremely handy.

went all the way like this, but in the land of three miles, nearly ten Yanshan guards were lost, and of course, at this moment, it also attracted the attention of the Yanshan Department.

"Bastard, Qingyang Rong, do you want to provoke a war between the two clans!"

A figure struck towards the Great Elder, with blood and qi lingering, turning into the image of a great murderer.

"Yan Mu Cliff, I have occupied my Qingyang place for so long, now it is time to return it!"

The Great Elder erupted with violent blood all over his body, and there was also a phantom manifestation like a lion behind him, but the momentum instantly overwhelmed the Yan Mu Cliff.

Rumble!

In an instant, the two palms collided together, making a loud noise, Yan Muya snorted, and his whole body flew out sideways, the palm of his hand shook open, and blood dripped to the ground.

Knock knock!

After throwing out more than a dozen zhang, he stopped the rout, with horror in his eyes, and looked towards the Great Elder Qing Yangrong.

Burst!

I just wanted to make a sound, but I spit out a mouthful of reverse blood!

"Great Elder!"

Suddenly, the soldiers of the Yanshan tribe were shocked, and they all exclaimed, and surrounded Qingyang Huan and the two, although Qingyangrong's momentum was extremely terrifying, but they did not retreat, and protected the Yanmu Cliff behind them.

"Old ghost Yan, these little cubs in your Yanshan are not bad, they are better than you old thing, so that the old man looks pleasing to the eye!"

The Great Elder laughed loudly and rushed straight forward with Qing Yang Huan.

Boom Boom!

The other big hand slapped down again and again, and the Yanshan tribesmen who were blocking in front of him vomited blood one by one and flew out sideways, falling to the ground in front of the Yanmu Cliff.