Qing Yanghuan's voice spread throughout the big tent, buzzing in the ears of the Bull Demon King.

At this moment, the expression of the Bull Demon King flowed, he was able to take charge of the Darong Clan and stabilize in the Shenmu Domain for so many years, naturally it was impossible to be as careless as his face, but Qingyang Huan's words made his heart tremble.

Effectiveness!

Is it just potency?

A wry smile appeared at the corner of the Bull Demon King's mouth, this was to ask his Darong clan to completely surrender to the feet of the human race in front of him.

However, does the Darong have the strength to refuse?

Qing Yanghuan stared at the Bull Demon King, his expression was not in the slightest hurry, he believed that the person in front of him would make the right choice.

The Darong clan is too small, maybe the dog Rong shook the heavens back then, and the dog Rong rode strongly, but unfortunately there is no dog Rong in this world, and there is only a remnant of the Darong clan left, that's all.

"The Darong people are willing to serve the Lord. ”

The next moment, the Bull Demon King knelt on one knee, and a polished horn appeared in his hands, covered with some lines, with a mysterious halo.

This is surrender, just like the surrender of the human and demon clans back then.

"Good. ”

grabbed the horn handed by the Bull Demon King, and the next thing was much easier, sacrificing blood and announcing heaven and earth.

The Darong tribe is now less than a million people, and there are only tens of thousands of young and strong, but the Darong tribe can be warriors, which is more rugged than the human race, and he doesn't need the Darong warriors to go to the battlefield to fight, but they need the method of cultivating war beasts that they have passed down from generation to generation.

Returning to the big tent again, this time there was an old figure in the big tent, similar to the appearance of the Bull Demon King, but even older, and the horns on his head were shriveled like tree roots, which was the oldest old dog Rong Biao of the Darong clan.

"I don't know what kind of beast you want to train as a cavalry mount. ”

"Bloodline, descendant of the true bloodline. ”

This Qingyang Huan did not hesitate, as the Qingyang clan and the clan have a constant bond, the people of Qingyang worship the true clan more like a tribal totem.

Even when he was a child, he once fantasized about having a Qingyang beast as a mount.

Of course, Qingyang Zhen is really talking about it, and he is only a descendant of the bloodline of the Great Fierce True Force, and the bloodline is also far away from the True Dragon.

In ancient legends, the adult true dragon can tear the real dragon and the elephant alive, rival the gods, and is the real supreme murderer.

In this era, there is naturally no longer a true calve, but the true calves have been passed down a lot, Qingyang calves are just a branch, and there are also bloodline branches such as golden retriever, golden light calf, big day calf, gray stone calf, etc.

The reason why the Darong clan is used to domesticate the beast is because the Darong clan has a means that is difficult for all races to reach, and there is a way to purify the bloodline of the cultivated war beasts, for the fierce beasts, it is the supremacy of blood, and ordinary beasts cannot be promoted to a higher realm at all, and not all fierce beasts are qualified to cultivate.

"Lord, there are a lot of true bloodlines in the Great Wilderness today, and the bloodlines are mottled, even if it is the Qingyang Bloodline that the Lord Monarch said, it is not noble, and pure-blooded beasts are rare in the Great Wilderness, so it is not easy to cultivate. ”

In the big tent, the old man's voice sounded, and the dog Rong Biao said, since they are allowed to cultivate beasts, naturally they will not randomly catch some beasts containing the true bloodline, so the mottled bloodline is not conducive to inheritance and reproduction at all.

"Lord, there is an extremely rare true dragon in the Great Wilderness, which is rumored to contain two bloodlines, the true dragon and the true dragon, but when it comes to dragon beasts, it is a little troublesome. ”

"A real dragon?"

This made Qing Yanghuan a little surprised, and now he has seen many fierce beasts, and he has really never seen a real dragon.

"It's normal for the lord to be suspicious, because the true dragon contains dragon blood, and even because it contains two supreme bloodlines, it also has a high status among the dragon clan, at least it is also the peak of the royal family. ”

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan nodded, the number of pure-blooded true dragons is very rare, and the total number of pure blood true dragons between the entire heaven and earth may not exceed a hundred, but it can't stand the number of dragon species.

Dragon beasts of all kinds of bloodlines are beyond imagination, of course, many of them are useless waste, and the dragon clan does not admit it at all, but for some dragon species with extremely strong bloodlines, the dragon clan will still accept them as foreign races of the dragon clan.

The True Dragon is a foreign race of the Dragon Clan, and there is a True Dragon King in the clan.

"Lord, in fact, you can also find other beasts with true bloodlines, and your subordinates can cultivate them, but the cycle needs to be longer. ”

"I will naturally find a way to find a way to make a real beast, what else do you need to prepare? ”

"You need a small world, and a lot of blood food, the fierce beast clan is the weak, and you need to feed with a lot of blood food, and the lord needs to gather the war beast knights as soon as possible, if you want to cultivate real cavalry, you need to let the knights and war beasts run in with each other from the very beginning. ”

"I will prepare for this, when the time comes, the Darong clan will only be able to raise good war beasts, if it is done well, it may not be impossible to restore the glory of the Darong clan with this lord. ”

For this, Qingyang Huan naturally didn't mind throwing a big pie out first.

What Dog Rong Biao said, Qingyang Huan nodded, after all, this is not a human demon iron horse, the human demon iron horse is a lone wolf at the beginning, and everyone needs to find their own wolf species from the beginning, and then transform into a demon wolf.

......

Leaving the ancient city of Darong, Qingyang Huan was ready to return to Haoyuan and arrange many gestures, but Gu Buxian was a speaker.

"Ah Huan, let's go to the Weijie to see those poor descendants of Luduan. ”

Seeing Gu Buxian blinking his little eyes, and a little light in his purple eyes, Qing Yanghuan knew that he didn't hold back any good intentions.

"Accepting a Darong clan is to collect, why not collect another realm spirit clan, besides, this is a descendant of Luduan, the bloodline of the Heaven and Earth Rui Beast, although he cultivated the demon law without authorization, he was cursed by the bloodline, and lost his mystery, but this race is not useless. ”

Carrying a small thing in front of his eyes, Qingyang Huan stared at Gu Buxian and said, "Tell me, what ghost idea do you have." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Paddled his little short legs, the turtle is not immortal and doesn't care about Qingyang Huan carrying him, anyway, he is already the most spineless turtle in the world, what is there when he is carried.

"Do you know what a beast is?"

Then the turtle buxian pretended to hum mysteriously, looking very angry.

"Tell you, in ancient times, there were four elephants and four holy beasts, it was the first generation of human emperors to seal the bloodline of the four divine beasts when the human race was first established, and the four poles of heaven and earth were established, and later there was a unicorn as the five holy beasts, comparable to the strength of the royal road. ”

"The human race that suffered the disaster sacrificed to the holy beast, and the holy beast sensed it and would send down great power to help the human race resist the disaster, but these five holy beasts were the thoughts of the human race, but Lu Duan was not, Lu Duan's rui qi came from the sky. ”

"Lu Duan is like a white deer, the top of the head is like a coral-like jade horn, the body is slender and graceful, it is rumored that it is a wisp of rui qi in heaven and earth, and those who can see Lu Duan will have good luck. ”

Qing Yanghuan did not refute the words of the turtle immortal, luck is so mysterious, although he can't see or touch it, no one can deny his existence.

"The spirit of the world is a descendant of the bloodline of Luduan, if you can get its favor, maybe luck will come to you. ”

At this moment, it was Qingyang Huan's turn to look at the turtle with idiot eyes, who in the heavens didn't know that the bloodline of the descendants of Luduan wanted to transform into a shape, fade away the beast fetus, and practice the demon law, so he was cursed and had no ruiqi.

If it weren't for this, the Realm Spirit Clan, as a descendant of Luduan, would have been divided up by the Heavens and Ten Thousand Clans, and then offered up like an ancestor.

The current Realm Spirit Clan has the reputation of being a descendant of Luduan, but Rui Qi has turned into a curse and is disgusted by the heavens.

"Ask me. ”

However, for Qingyang Huan's words, the turtle master is even more arrogant, with a small head and a stinky fart.

"What do you think of the soft-shelled turtle soup?"

"Do you think Master Turtle is a turtle threatened by people!"

The next moment, Gu Buxian wanted to break free from Qing Yang Huan's palm, and he struggled, forget it, let's talk about it, so he said loudly: "What if the turtle master has a way to weaken the curse of the realm spirit clan?"

That's right.

Immediately, Qingyang Huan put the turtle Buxian on his shoulder again, and the turtle master felt aggrieved in his heart.

"Let's go, let's go to the Weijie and have a look. ”

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Towering boundary.

There are many kinds of small world spaces in the Guiru World, but the vast majority of the space worlds cannot withstand the baptism of space storms, so only small worlds with strong boundary walls can become a gathering place for warriors.

As the small world where the realm spirit clan is located, the mountains and rivers in the Weijie are majestic, and the entire small world of millions of miles is full of hills and ancient peaks, and mountains up to 10,000 zhang abound, and the mountains are continuous and undulating.

However, there is not only the life of the Realm Spirit Clan in the Wei Realm, this is an open small world, and the warriors from the outside world can freely enter and exit this small world, but the small world is under the jurisdiction of the Realm Spirit Clan, and it is also the place where the Realm Spirit Clan lives and breeds.

Similar to the Darong Clan, the Realm Spirit Clan is also a group that shelters under the Terran Race.

The mountains in the Weijie are majestic, majestic and abnormal, the Realm Spirit Clan lives in the undulating mountains below, in the dense ancient forests, and on the top of the thousands of peaks in the center of the Weijie, it is a suspended ancient city, supported by thousands of majestic peaks.

The ancient city is suspended in the air, a radius of thousands of miles, the pavilions and pavilions in the city, the world spirit clan and the ten thousand world warriors have an agreement, the ancient city of the Weijie welcomes the warriors who come and go, and the mountains and ancient forests under the ancient city are the places that belong to the world spirit clan to live and breed, and foreign warriors are not allowed to trespass if they are not necessary.

Speaking of the cursed realm spirit clan, for the martial artists who have long lost interest, it is not as important as getting the approval of a void spirit, after all, in the return to the ruins, only the void spirit can lead the way, so as not to get lost.

Even if Qingyang Huan walked out of Haoyuan now, it was all with the help of Feng Qi, not to mention those ordinary martial artists.

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In the depths of the towering realm, the undulating mountains overlap, making the ancient forest appear a little dim, the verdant and majestic ancient wood vines are intertwined, and the green vines are thick like pythons falling, filled with a fragrance and reckless atmosphere.

Qingyang Huan fell into the depths of the ancient mountain, and a petite white deer-like figure in the distance, a small head emerged from the grass, staring at him with big crystal eyes, with curiosity in his eyes and a hint of timidity.