Chapter 262
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"The matter of the Qinglang Tribe, just leave it to a few of us. We will kill as many as they come, and we will never let them touch the people of the Blackstone Tribe!" The three young strongmen of Zhenlong Pavilion also solemnly said Said, they have made the oath of heaven, and everything is based on the three princes.
Although Fairy Qingyao did not speak, she obviously would never abandon the people of the Black Stone tribe.
"Brothers Dongcheng, what are you, why are you doing this..." The Patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe said gratefully, Ye Wei and the others showed amazing strength, but after all, they were all too young, how could they be Qingyin warriors? What about the opponent?
"The people of the Qinglang tribe are all riding on horses, shouldn't the Qinglang tribe be close to the Blackstone tribe?" At this moment, Ye Wei asked from the side.
Qingyin warriors are only ten-pattern warriors who have obtained the title of Qingyin. The strength of ten-pattern warriors is comparable to that of Ten-Star Guiyuan Realm. Although Ye Wei is not sure of defeating Qingyin warriors, as long as the Qingyin warriors are not strong in the Divine Origin Realm, Ye Wei will not be able to defeat them. Vivian felt nothing to fear.
"Ge Laosan is injured. With his strength, it is estimated that it will take about three days to return to the Blue Wolf Tribe." The patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe knew that Ye Wei and the others were determined to fight the Blue Wolf Tribe. , Although I can't help much, I will definitely not back down. Even if the Qingyin warrior from the Qinglang tribe who has been in seclusion for 30 years makes a move, the Blackstone tribe will swear to live and die with Ye Wei!
"It will take three days for Mr. Ge to go back, and the Qingyin martial artist has to rush over. It is estimated that it will only take a few hours, but in three days, the third drop of the power of the black mist can be condensed again!" Ye Wei thought thoughtfully. murmured.
After comprehending the second seal of the Three Seals of Destruction, the black droplets in Ye Wei's dantian became more and more powerful. In the multicolored space tunnel, in order to fight against the turbulent space, Ye Wei consumed a part of the power of the black mist and almost recovered. coming.
In the past few days to the Blackstone tribe, although Ye Wei has been cultivating, he still has not condensed the third drop of black mist, but it is almost the same. In three days, Ye Wei can almost condense the third drop of black mist. Power.
Ye Wei didn't know how strong the Qingyin martial artist was, so naturally he had to be fully prepared!
******
Three days later, thousands of miles away from the Blackstone tribe.
The green hills are continuous, and there is a lake with a radius of about 100 miles in the mountain. In the center of the lake is a small island shaped like a giant wolf. This lake is the famous Qinglang Lake, where the Qinglang tribe is stationed. island.
In the forbidden area behind the island, there is a stubborn rock covered with moss.
Old San Ge of the Blue Wolf Tribe, who had been running around for three days, held his broken arm in one hand, walked along the stairs, walked slowly to the moss-covered rock, and knelt down with a thud.
"Big brother, please go out and be the master of the Qinglang tribe!" Ge Laosan knelt in front of the stubborn stone, his voice hoarse and choked, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to be dripping blood.
Buzz!
The stubborn rock vibrated violently, and cobweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire rock.
boom!
After a loud bang, the gravel collapsed, and a figure dressed in black suddenly appeared on the spot.
It was a middle-aged man who looked like he was only in his forties. His eyes were sunken and he was holding a purple bamboo that stretched to his chest.
"The third one!" The middle-aged man's hollow eyes sank downwards, looking at people shuddering, and his voice was low and authentic, "I explained it before the retreat, unless it is a major matter of life and death for the Qinglang tribe, don't disturb me, what happened? matter?"
This middle-aged blind man is the Qingyin warrior of the Qinglang tribe - Ge Qiu!
Ge Qiu has been in seclusion for 30 years regardless of world affairs. Back then, he held a purple bamboo and swept the entire Yishui City. In the end, when he was fighting for the title of Yishui City's city lord, he only lost to today's Yishui City by one move. City Lord 'Suimeng Zhenjun'.
The city lords of the thirty-six cities in the Xueyuan world were all black-printed warriors, and Ge Qiu was only a green-seal warrior at the beginning. A green-seal warrior wanted to compete for the position of the city lord of Yishui City, which caused quite a stir at the time.
Although Ge Qiu was defeated, the entire Xueyuan world believed that Ge Qiu had strength comparable to the Black Seal warrior. After defeat, Ge Qiu let out a long sigh, waved his hand and poked his eyes out. After returning to the Blue Wolf tribe, he closed.
This retreat is a full thirty years. I am afraid that only he knows how strong he is now!
"Brother, it's like this..." Ge Laosan wept bitterly and recounted his experience in the Black Stone Tribe with more details.
"Snapped!"
When Ge Qiu heard that Ge Laosan wanted to marry the daughter of the head of the Black Stone tribe, the large sleeves of the black robe danced like a steel whip, and slapped it hard on Ge Laosan's face.
"Forcibly marry someone else's daughter, who would allow you to do that?!" Ge Qiu was dressed in black, and stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes seemed to be glowing with a cold azure light.
"Big brother, this matter is indeed my fault." Ge Laosan covered his bruised cheeks, looked at his elder brother very aggrieved, and said unwillingly, "But those homeless people can't take our Qinglang tribe hundreds of dollars. The tribesmen were slaughtered!"
"How dare you talk back!" Not seeing how Ge Qiu moved, another loud slap landed on Mr. Ge's face. This slap slapped Mr. Ge directly to the ground and smashed all the gravel on the ground.
"What did I tell you before I retreated? Say it!" The black clothes floated, and Ge Qiu suddenly exuded an aura that moved the world.
"Don't argue, don't show, don't show." The pain of the broken arm, coupled with the injury of Ge Qiu's palm, made the third Ge's face no longer see a trace of blood, he said submissively.
"Thank you for remembering!" Ge Qiu snorted coldly, flicking his sleeves fiercely.
"I told you that the world of Xueyuan is very big, very big, not to mention the four generals, the city masters of thirty-six cities, and the hidden masters, I don't know how many there are!"
"Do you know how many people you have offended over the years? If one day I am gone, will you be able to defend the Blue Wolf Tribe?" Ge Qiu's face was gloomy and he scolded coldly.
"Brother, I know I'm wrong!" Mr. Ge didn't dare to talk back and lowered his head.
When Ge Qiu retreated, Ge Laosan was only sixteen years old. He relied on his elder brother to be a Qingyin martial artist, and recklessly did a lot of angry things, but he was very aware of his elder brother Ge Qiu's temper, and he was really angry when he saw Ge Qiu. , he didn't dare to say anything more.
His second brother was slaughtered by a tribe without authorization, and was slashed to death by Ge Qiu!
Killing his own brother and poking his eyes out, there's nothing Ge Qiu can't do!
Seeing Mr. Ge admitting his mistake, Ge Qiu didn't say anything more. He stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes staring at the sky, his black clothes fluttering in the wind.
"My brother Ge Qiu, even if I make a mistake, I will deal with it, but I want to see who it is, but he didn't give me Ge Qiu any face, not only broke my brother's arm, but also killed him. There are hundreds of warriors from the Blue Wolf Tribe!" Ge Qiu's chilling voice echoed on the top of the mountain.
When Ge Laosan raised his head again, Ge Qiu had disappeared.
The dark night came, the sky was glowing with dark red blood, and the air exuded a suppressed bloody smell. In the air, a man in black was holding a purple bamboo, like a stream of light, flying rapidly in the night sky.
"Quack! quack! quack!"
The ubiquitous Xuehunwu in the Xueyuan world sensed the aura of human beings, and with a series of sharp and ear-piercing low-pitched sounds, he slaughtered the man in black fiercely.
The one who was holding the purple bamboo was Ge Qiu, a martial artist from the Blue Wolf Tribe. The Blood Soul Crow slaughtered him. He snorted coldly, and an invisible aura centered on his body suddenly bloomed.
Bang bang bang!
The moment when the vicious Blood Soul Crow touched the invisible aura, his head tilted, his bloody eyes suddenly dimmed, and they all fell down.
There are thousands of Blood Soul Crows, but none of them can get three feet in front of Ge Qiu.
Ge Qiu's speed is very fast, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the Blackstone Tribe in less than an hour!
Since the break with the Blue Wolf Tribe, the Black Stone Tribe has been under a high level of martial law. No matter day or night, dozens of clansmen are patrolling.
In the stone house, Ye Wei was cultivating, and three droplets of golden light were quietly suspended in the Dantian space.
"The warriors in the bloody world can be comparable to us who have borrowed the power of the heavens by relying on their own strength. If they can borrow the power of the heavens, I don't know what kind of terrifying power will erupt..." Ye Wei slowly opened his eyes After opening his eyes and cultivating for three days, Ye Wei not only condensed the power of the third drop of black mist, but also adjusted his state to the peak. Thinking of the strength of Ge Laosan, Ye Wei couldn't help but sigh softly.
"However, the cultivation system of Xueyuan World, which relies on its own strength, is only a small path compared to the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent. Although the cultivation system of Xueyuan World is very distinctive, it is not the Dao after all!"
It should be noted that the manpower is poor, and the world is endless!
"No matter how strong one's own strength is, there is still a limit, but the power of heaven is not exhausted. The core of the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent is the divine pattern. Through the divine pattern, the power of heaven can be communicated, and the power of heaven can be borrowed!"
"Therefore, in Shengyuan Continent, there are not only those in the Divine Origin Realm, but also those in the Emperor Venerable Realm, and even those in the Holy Realm who live the same life as the heavens and the earth, but there are no strong people in the Divine Origin Realm in the Xueyuan World, let alone the Emperor Venerable Realm. , The Holy Realm is strong."
"The blue-printed warrior, the black-printed warrior, and the strongest purple-printed warrior have not exceeded the level of the Yuanyuan Realm!"
In order to more accurately infer the strength of the Qingyin warriors, Ye Wei had several conversations with the chief of the Blackstone tribe in the past three days. Through several conversations, Ye Wei had a better understanding of the world of Blood Abyss.
"Ordinary ten-pattern warriors are comparable in strength to ordinary ten-star Guiyuan realm powerhouses. I don't know how strong the Qingyin warriors are. Compared with Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, who is more powerful? Be stronger..." Ye Wei murmured softly with his hands on his back, and walked out of the stone house slowly.
Although the Qingyin warriors are also strong at the Yuanyuan level, after seeing the powerful strength of Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, Ye Wei understands that even if they are the same ten-star Yuanyuan level The level, the strength will also be worlds apart!
~~R1152
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"The matter of the Qinglang Tribe, just leave it to a few of us. We will kill as many as they come, and we will never let them touch the people of the Blackstone Tribe!" The three young strongmen of Zhenlong Pavilion also solemnly said Said, they have made the oath of heaven, and everything is based on the three princes.
Although Fairy Qingyao did not speak, she obviously would never abandon the people of the Black Stone tribe.
"Brothers Dongcheng, what are you, why are you doing this..." The Patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe said gratefully, Ye Wei and the others showed amazing strength, but after all, they were all too young, how could they be Qingyin warriors? What about the opponent?
"The people of the Qinglang tribe are all riding on horses, shouldn't the Qinglang tribe be close to the Blackstone tribe?" At this moment, Ye Wei asked from the side.
Qingyin warriors are only ten-pattern warriors who have obtained the title of Qingyin. The strength of ten-pattern warriors is comparable to that of Ten-Star Guiyuan Realm. Although Ye Wei is not sure of defeating Qingyin warriors, as long as the Qingyin warriors are not strong in the Divine Origin Realm, Ye Wei will not be able to defeat them. Vivian felt nothing to fear.
"Ge Laosan is injured. With his strength, it is estimated that it will take about three days to return to the Blue Wolf Tribe." The patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe knew that Ye Wei and the others were determined to fight the Blue Wolf Tribe. , Although I can't help much, I will definitely not back down. Even if the Qingyin warrior from the Qinglang tribe who has been in seclusion for 30 years makes a move, the Blackstone tribe will swear to live and die with Ye Wei!
"It will take three days for Mr. Ge to go back, and the Qingyin martial artist has to rush over. It is estimated that it will only take a few hours, but in three days, the third drop of the power of the black mist can be condensed again!" Ye Wei thought thoughtfully. murmured.
After comprehending the second seal of the Three Seals of Destruction, the black droplets in Ye Wei's dantian became more and more powerful. In the multicolored space tunnel, in order to fight against the turbulent space, Ye Wei consumed a part of the power of the black mist and almost recovered. coming.
In the past few days to the Blackstone tribe, although Ye Wei has been cultivating, he still has not condensed the third drop of black mist, but it is almost the same. In three days, Ye Wei can almost condense the third drop of black mist. Power.
Ye Wei didn't know how strong the Qingyin martial artist was, so naturally he had to be fully prepared!
******
Three days later, thousands of miles away from the Blackstone tribe.
The green hills are continuous, and there is a lake with a radius of about 100 miles in the mountain. In the center of the lake is a small island shaped like a giant wolf. This lake is the famous Qinglang Lake, where the Qinglang tribe is stationed. island.
In the forbidden area behind the island, there is a stubborn rock covered with moss.
Old San Ge of the Blue Wolf Tribe, who had been running around for three days, held his broken arm in one hand, walked along the stairs, walked slowly to the moss-covered rock, and knelt down with a thud.
"Big brother, please go out and be the master of the Qinglang tribe!" Ge Laosan knelt in front of the stubborn stone, his voice hoarse and choked, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to be dripping blood.
Buzz!
The stubborn rock vibrated violently, and cobweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire rock.
boom!
After a loud bang, the gravel collapsed, and a figure dressed in black suddenly appeared on the spot.
It was a middle-aged man who looked like he was only in his forties. His eyes were sunken and he was holding a purple bamboo that stretched to his chest.
"The third one!" The middle-aged man's hollow eyes sank downwards, looking at people shuddering, and his voice was low and authentic, "I explained it before the retreat, unless it is a major matter of life and death for the Qinglang tribe, don't disturb me, what happened? matter?"
This middle-aged blind man is the Qingyin warrior of the Qinglang tribe - Ge Qiu!
Ge Qiu has been in seclusion for 30 years regardless of world affairs. Back then, he held a purple bamboo and swept the entire Yishui City. In the end, when he was fighting for the title of Yishui City's city lord, he only lost to today's Yishui City by one move. City Lord 'Suimeng Zhenjun'.
The city lords of the thirty-six cities in the Xueyuan world were all black-printed warriors, and Ge Qiu was only a green-seal warrior at the beginning. A green-seal warrior wanted to compete for the position of the city lord of Yishui City, which caused quite a stir at the time.
Although Ge Qiu was defeated, the entire Xueyuan world believed that Ge Qiu had strength comparable to the Black Seal warrior. After defeat, Ge Qiu let out a long sigh, waved his hand and poked his eyes out. After returning to the Blue Wolf tribe, he closed.
This retreat is a full thirty years. I am afraid that only he knows how strong he is now!
"Brother, it's like this..." Ge Laosan wept bitterly and recounted his experience in the Black Stone Tribe with more details.
"Snapped!"
When Ge Qiu heard that Ge Laosan wanted to marry the daughter of the head of the Black Stone tribe, the large sleeves of the black robe danced like a steel whip, and slapped it hard on Ge Laosan's face.
"Forcibly marry someone else's daughter, who would allow you to do that?!" Ge Qiu was dressed in black, and stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes seemed to be glowing with a cold azure light.
"Big brother, this matter is indeed my fault." Ge Laosan covered his bruised cheeks, looked at his elder brother very aggrieved, and said unwillingly, "But those homeless people can't take our Qinglang tribe hundreds of dollars. The tribesmen were slaughtered!"
"How dare you talk back!" Not seeing how Ge Qiu moved, another loud slap landed on Mr. Ge's face. This slap slapped Mr. Ge directly to the ground and smashed all the gravel on the ground.
"What did I tell you before I retreated? Say it!" The black clothes floated, and Ge Qiu suddenly exuded an aura that moved the world.
"Don't argue, don't show, don't show." The pain of the broken arm, coupled with the injury of Ge Qiu's palm, made the third Ge's face no longer see a trace of blood, he said submissively.
"Thank you for remembering!" Ge Qiu snorted coldly, flicking his sleeves fiercely.
"I told you that the world of Xueyuan is very big, very big, not to mention the four generals, the city masters of thirty-six cities, and the hidden masters, I don't know how many there are!"
"Do you know how many people you have offended over the years? If one day I am gone, will you be able to defend the Blue Wolf Tribe?" Ge Qiu's face was gloomy and he scolded coldly.
"Brother, I know I'm wrong!" Mr. Ge didn't dare to talk back and lowered his head.
When Ge Qiu retreated, Ge Laosan was only sixteen years old. He relied on his elder brother to be a Qingyin martial artist, and recklessly did a lot of angry things, but he was very aware of his elder brother Ge Qiu's temper, and he was really angry when he saw Ge Qiu. , he didn't dare to say anything more.
His second brother was slaughtered by a tribe without authorization, and was slashed to death by Ge Qiu!
Killing his own brother and poking his eyes out, there's nothing Ge Qiu can't do!
Seeing Mr. Ge admitting his mistake, Ge Qiu didn't say anything more. He stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes staring at the sky, his black clothes fluttering in the wind.
"My brother Ge Qiu, even if I make a mistake, I will deal with it, but I want to see who it is, but he didn't give me Ge Qiu any face, not only broke my brother's arm, but also killed him. There are hundreds of warriors from the Blue Wolf Tribe!" Ge Qiu's chilling voice echoed on the top of the mountain.
When Ge Laosan raised his head again, Ge Qiu had disappeared.
The dark night came, the sky was glowing with dark red blood, and the air exuded a suppressed bloody smell. In the air, a man in black was holding a purple bamboo, like a stream of light, flying rapidly in the night sky.
"Quack! quack! quack!"
The ubiquitous Xuehunwu in the Xueyuan world sensed the aura of human beings, and with a series of sharp and ear-piercing low-pitched sounds, he slaughtered the man in black fiercely.
The one who was holding the purple bamboo was Ge Qiu, a martial artist from the Blue Wolf Tribe. The Blood Soul Crow slaughtered him. He snorted coldly, and an invisible aura centered on his body suddenly bloomed.
Bang bang bang!
The moment when the vicious Blood Soul Crow touched the invisible aura, his head tilted, his bloody eyes suddenly dimmed, and they all fell down.
There are thousands of Blood Soul Crows, but none of them can get three feet in front of Ge Qiu.
Ge Qiu's speed is very fast, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the Blackstone Tribe in less than an hour!
Since the break with the Blue Wolf Tribe, the Black Stone Tribe has been under a high level of martial law. No matter day or night, dozens of clansmen are patrolling.
In the stone house, Ye Wei was cultivating, and three droplets of golden light were quietly suspended in the Dantian space.
"The warriors in the bloody world can be comparable to us who have borrowed the power of the heavens by relying on their own strength. If they can borrow the power of the heavens, I don't know what kind of terrifying power will erupt..." Ye Wei slowly opened his eyes After opening his eyes and cultivating for three days, Ye Wei not only condensed the power of the third drop of black mist, but also adjusted his state to the peak. Thinking of the strength of Ge Laosan, Ye Wei couldn't help but sigh softly.
"However, the cultivation system of Xueyuan World, which relies on its own strength, is only a small path compared to the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent. Although the cultivation system of Xueyuan World is very distinctive, it is not the Dao after all!"
It should be noted that the manpower is poor, and the world is endless!
"No matter how strong one's own strength is, there is still a limit, but the power of heaven is not exhausted. The core of the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent is the divine pattern. Through the divine pattern, the power of heaven can be communicated, and the power of heaven can be borrowed!"
"Therefore, in Shengyuan Continent, there are not only those in the Divine Origin Realm, but also those in the Emperor Venerable Realm, and even those in the Holy Realm who live the same life as the heavens and the earth, but there are no strong people in the Divine Origin Realm in the Xueyuan World, let alone the Emperor Venerable Realm. , The Holy Realm is strong."
"The blue-printed warrior, the black-printed warrior, and the strongest purple-printed warrior have not exceeded the level of the Yuanyuan Realm!"
In order to more accurately infer the strength of the Qingyin warriors, Ye Wei had several conversations with the chief of the Blackstone tribe in the past three days. Through several conversations, Ye Wei had a better understanding of the world of Blood Abyss.
"Ordinary ten-pattern warriors are comparable in strength to ordinary ten-star Guiyuan realm powerhouses. I don't know how strong the Qingyin warriors are. Compared with Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, who is more powerful? Be stronger..." Ye Wei murmured softly with his hands on his back, and walked out of the stone house slowly.
Although the Qingyin warriors are also strong at the Yuanyuan level, after seeing the powerful strength of Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, Ye Wei understands that even if they are the same ten-star Yuanyuan level The level, the strength will also be worlds apart!
~~R1152
"The matter of the Qinglang Tribe, just leave it to a few of us. We will kill as many as they come, and we will never let them touch the people of the Blackstone Tribe!" The three young strongmen of Zhenlong Pavilion also solemnly said Said, they have made the oath of heaven, and everything is based on the three princes. Although Fairy Qingyao did not speak, she obviously would never abandon the people of the Black Stone tribe. "Brothers Dongcheng, what are you, why are you doing this..." The Patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe said gratefully, Ye Wei and the others showed amazing strength, but after all, they were all too young, how could they be Qingyin warriors? What about the opponent? "The people of the Qinglang tribe are all riding on horses, shouldn't the Qinglang tribe be close to the Blackstone tribe?" At this moment, Ye Wei asked from the side. Qingyin warriors are only ten-pattern warriors who have obtained the title of Qingyin. The strength of ten-pattern warriors is comparable to that of Ten-Star Guiyuan Realm. Although Ye Wei is not sure of defeating Qingyin warriors, as long as the Qingyin warriors are not strong in the Divine Origin Realm, Ye Wei will not be able to defeat them. Vivian felt nothing to fear. "Ge Laosan is injured. With his strength, it is estimated that it will take about three days to return to the Blue Wolf Tribe." The patriarch of the Black Stone Tribe knew that Ye Wei and the others were determined to fight the Blue Wolf Tribe. , Although I can't help much, I will definitely not back down. Even if the Qingyin warrior from the Qinglang tribe who has been in seclusion for 30 years makes a move, the Blackstone tribe will swear to live and die with Ye Wei! "It will take three days for Mr. Ge to go back, and the Qingyin martial artist has to rush over. It is estimated that it will only take a few hours, but in three days, the third drop of the power of the black mist can be condensed again!" Ye Wei thought thoughtfully. murmured. After comprehending the second seal of the Three Seals of Destruction, the black droplets in Ye Wei's dantian became more and more powerful. In the multicolored space tunnel, in order to fight against the turbulent space, Ye Wei consumed a part of the power of the black mist and almost recovered. coming. In the past few days to the Blackstone tribe, although Ye Wei has been cultivating, he still has not condensed the third drop of black mist, but it is almost the same. In three days, Ye Wei can almost condense the third drop of black mist. Power. Ye Wei didn't know how strong the Qingyin martial artist was, so naturally he had to be fully prepared! ****** Three days later, thousands of miles away from the Blackstone tribe. The green hills are continuous, and there is a lake with a radius of about 100 miles in the mountain. In the center of the lake is a small island shaped like a giant wolf. This lake is the famous Qinglang Lake, where the Qinglang tribe is stationed. island. In the forbidden area behind the island, there is a stubborn rock covered with moss. Old San Ge of the Blue Wolf Tribe, who had been running around for three days, held his broken arm in one hand, walked along the stairs, walked slowly to the moss-covered rock, and knelt down with a thud. "Big brother, please go out and be the master of the Qinglang tribe!" Ge Laosan knelt in front of the stubborn stone, his voice hoarse and choked, his eyes were blood red, and he seemed to be dripping blood. Buzz! The stubborn rock vibrated violently, and cobweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire rock. boom! After a loud bang, the gravel collapsed, and a figure dressed in black suddenly appeared on the spot. It was a middle-aged man who looked like he was only in his forties. His eyes were sunken and he was holding a purple bamboo that stretched to his chest. "The third one!" The middle-aged man's hollow eyes sank downwards, looking at people shuddering, and his voice was low and authentic, "I explained it before the retreat, unless it is a major matter of life and death for the Qinglang tribe, don't disturb me, what happened? matter?" This middle-aged blind man is the Qingyin warrior of the Qinglang tribe - Ge Qiu! Ge Qiu has been in seclusion for 30 years regardless of world affairs. Back then, he held a purple bamboo and swept the entire Yishui City. In the end, when he was fighting for the title of Yishui City's city lord, he only lost to today's Yishui City by one move. City Lord 'Suimeng Zhenjun'. The city lords of the thirty-six cities in the Xueyuan world were all black-printed warriors, and Ge Qiu was only a green-seal warrior at the beginning. A green-seal warrior wanted to compete for the position of the city lord of Yishui City, which caused quite a stir at the time. Although Ge Qiu was defeated, the entire Xueyuan world believed that Ge Qiu had strength comparable to the Black Seal warrior. After defeat, Ge Qiu let out a long sigh, waved his hand and poked his eyes out. After returning to the Blue Wolf tribe, he closed. This retreat is a full thirty years. I am afraid that only he knows how strong he is now! "Brother, it's like this..." Ge Laosan wept bitterly and recounted his experience in the Black Stone Tribe with more details. "Snapped!" When Ge Qiu heard that Ge Laosan wanted to marry the daughter of the head of the Black Stone tribe, the large sleeves of the black robe danced like a steel whip, and slapped it hard on Ge Laosan's face. "Forcibly marry someone else's daughter, who would allow you to do that?!" Ge Qiu was dressed in black, and stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes seemed to be glowing with a cold azure light. "Big brother, this matter is indeed my fault." Ge Laosan covered his bruised cheeks, looked at his elder brother very aggrieved, and said unwillingly, "But those homeless people can't take our Qinglang tribe hundreds of dollars. The tribesmen were slaughtered!" "How dare you talk back!" Not seeing how Ge Qiu moved, another loud slap landed on Mr. Ge's face. This slap slapped Mr. Ge directly to the ground and smashed all the gravel on the ground. "What did I tell you before I retreated? Say it!" The black clothes floated, and Ge Qiu suddenly exuded an aura that moved the world. "Don't argue, don't show, don't show." The pain of the broken arm, coupled with the injury of Ge Qiu's palm, made the third Ge's face no longer see a trace of blood, he said submissively. "Thank you for remembering!" Ge Qiu snorted coldly, flicking his sleeves fiercely. "I told you that the world of Xueyuan is very big, very big, not to mention the four generals, the city masters of thirty-six cities, and the hidden masters, I don't know how many there are!" "Do you know how many people you have offended over the years? If one day I am gone, will you be able to defend the Blue Wolf Tribe?" Ge Qiu's face was gloomy and he scolded coldly. "Brother, I know I'm wrong!" Mr. Ge didn't dare to talk back and lowered his head. When Ge Qiu retreated, Ge Laosan was only sixteen years old. He relied on his elder brother to be a Qingyin martial artist, and recklessly did a lot of angry things, but he was very aware of his elder brother Ge Qiu's temper, and he was really angry when he saw Ge Qiu. , he didn't dare to say anything more. His second brother was slaughtered by a tribe without authorization, and was slashed to death by Ge Qiu! Killing his own brother and poking his eyes out, there's nothing Ge Qiu can't do! Seeing Mr. Ge admitting his mistake, Ge Qiu didn't say anything more. He stood with his hands behind his back, his empty eyes staring at the sky, his black clothes fluttering in the wind. "My brother Ge Qiu, even if I make a mistake, I will deal with it, but I want to see who it is, but he didn't give me Ge Qiu any face, not only broke my brother's arm, but also killed him. There are hundreds of warriors from the Blue Wolf Tribe!" Ge Qiu's chilling voice echoed on the top of the mountain. When Ge Laosan raised his head again, Ge Qiu had disappeared. The dark night came, the sky was glowing with dark red blood, and the air exuded a suppressed bloody smell. In the air, a man in black was holding a purple bamboo, like a stream of light, flying rapidly in the night sky. "Quack! quack! quack!" The ubiquitous Xuehunwu in the Xueyuan world sensed the aura of human beings, and with a series of sharp and ear-piercing low-pitched sounds, he slaughtered the man in black fiercely. The one who was holding the purple bamboo was Ge Qiu, a martial artist from the Blue Wolf Tribe. The Blood Soul Crow slaughtered him. He snorted coldly, and an invisible aura centered on his body suddenly bloomed. Bang bang bang! The moment when the vicious Blood Soul Crow touched the invisible aura, his head tilted, his bloody eyes suddenly dimmed, and they all fell down. There are thousands of Blood Soul Crows, but none of them can get three feet in front of Ge Qiu. Ge Qiu's speed is very fast, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the Blackstone Tribe in less than an hour! Since the break with the Blue Wolf Tribe, the Black Stone Tribe has been under a high level of martial law. No matter day or night, dozens of clansmen are patrolling. In the stone house, Ye Wei was cultivating, and three droplets of golden light were quietly suspended in the Dantian space. "The warriors in the bloody world can be comparable to us who have borrowed the power of the heavens by relying on their own strength. If they can borrow the power of the heavens, I don't know what kind of terrifying power will erupt..." Ye Wei slowly opened his eyes After opening his eyes and cultivating for three days, Ye Wei not only condensed the power of the third drop of black mist, but also adjusted his state to the peak. Thinking of the strength of Ge Laosan, Ye Wei couldn't help but sigh softly. "However, the cultivation system of Xueyuan World, which relies on its own strength, is only a small path compared to the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent. Although the cultivation system of Xueyuan World is very distinctive, it is not the Dao after all!" It should be noted that the manpower is poor, and the world is endless! "No matter how strong one's own strength is, there is still a limit, but the power of heaven is not exhausted. The core of the cultivation system of Shengyuan Continent is the divine pattern. Through the divine pattern, the power of heaven can be communicated, and the power of heaven can be borrowed!" "Therefore, in Shengyuan Continent, there are not only those in the Divine Origin Realm, but also those in the Emperor Venerable Realm, and even those in the Holy Realm who live the same life as the heavens and the earth, but there are no strong people in the Divine Origin Realm in the Xueyuan World, let alone the Emperor Venerable Realm. , The Holy Realm is strong." "The blue-printed warrior, the black-printed warrior, and the strongest purple-printed warrior have not exceeded the level of the Yuanyuan Realm!" In order to more accurately infer the strength of the Qingyin warriors, Ye Wei had several conversations with the chief of the Blackstone tribe in the past three days. Through several conversations, Ye Wei had a better understanding of the world of Blood Abyss. "Ordinary ten-pattern warriors are comparable in strength to ordinary ten-star Guiyuan realm powerhouses. I don't know how strong the Qingyin warriors are. Compared with Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, who is more powerful? Be stronger..." Ye Wei murmured softly with his hands on his back, and walked out of the stone house slowly. Although the Qingyin warriors are also strong at the Yuanyuan level, after seeing the powerful strength of Lin Mie, Helian Donghe, Chi Wuxiu, and Huyan Beiyan, Ye Wei understands that even if they are the same ten-star Yuanyuan level The level, the strength will also be worlds apart! ~~R1152
