What is the strongest!

Purple lightning intertwined, surrounding a vague and majestic figure, riding the thunder, stepping into the void, like a god.

Flying in the direction of the Dongling Tribe, the figure has not yet arrived. The aura of terror fills the air, and the earth is shaking.

Under the terrifying pressure, everyone in the Dongling tribe who was still reveling became dizzy, had ringing in their ears, vomited blood, collapsed on the ground, and passed out.

Young children died in the blink of an eye.

"mother…"

There was no time to exclaim, the golden light flowed on Yang Yi's body, and the suffocating pressure made Yang Yi unable to even speak.

"small bug!"

Seemingly slightly startled, in an instant, the afterimage passed by, and the powerful man who controlled the thunder did not stay for a moment, disappearing from Yang Yi's sight with thunder and lightning, and flew towards the Linghe Mountains.

Another powerful man followed closely, his figure looming in the divine flames. With a wave of his hand, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the Dongling tribe dissipated.

Several spiritual stones and a ruddy spiritual elixir flew out from the divine flame and shattered. In an instant, the medicinal fragrance and pure spiritual energy filled every corner of the Dongling tribe.

The most powerful person in the divine flame seems to be chasing the strong person in front who controls the thunder.

The tribe was celebrating when suddenly something unexpected happened.

It's better to cut that lightning guy into pieces. Looking at his parents and clan members who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, Yang Yi was extremely angry.

The eyes of the powerful divine flame emerged with bright divine light, containing anger. Another human genius was almost killed by the Purple Lightning Demon King.

Not long after the Fushan Kingdom was established, the Purple Lightning Demon King led the demon clan under his command to massacre the human race in the Linghe River Basin of the Northern Wilderness. Tens of millions of the northern wilderness humans had died at the hands of the demon clan, including many human geniuses.

The human race in the Linghe River Basin in the Northern Wilderness was weak and survival was difficult. It was not easy to give birth to a genius. Fury gushed out from Fushan Fire King's eyes and he vowed to kill the Purple Lightning Demon King.

"Mom, dad..."

Ignoring the overwhelming hatred, Yang Yi put his hands on his parents, elder brother, and third grandfather, and the clan members searched their noses and called out one after another.

"Xiaobao is gone!"

Yang Yi looked dull and couldn't believe that except for him, the other thirteen babies under one year old in the tribe had lost their breath.

Xiaobao is Yang Cang's youngest son. He is only eight months old and has just learned to walk and talk. Hong Guoer often holds Xiaobao and says that when Xiaobao grows up, he can protect Yang Yi.

"Just passing by, you were just passing by!"

Full of grief, anger, unwillingness, and murderous intent, Yang Yi held Xiaobao's body and wanted to hit his head on the ground. This was the first time since Yang Yi was born that he hated himself for being young and weak.

The strong wind howled, murderous intent surged into the sky, and a group of more than ten people rode through the sky on Pegasus.

The Pegasus was covered in snow, with red hooves and a pair of white feather wings flapping. One of them stopped riding the Pegasus and slowly flew down beside Yang Yi.

A young man came down from the Pegasus. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair like a waterfall, wearing armor, and handsome. Looking at the mess of the Dongling tribe, anger flashed in his dark eyes.

"Brother, please save my people."

Realizing that the boy had no ill intentions, Yang Yi held Xiaobao's body and said.

The handsome young man looked surprised. The baby in front of him, who was dirty and stained with blood, had tears on his face, and was holding a baby that was older than him, could actually speak.

"My father left the elixir. Your people are fine. They just passed out."

The young man bent down to pick up Yang Yi, but saw that Yang Yi's little hands were still holding Xiaobao's fur suit tightly.

"Xiaobao and the others are all dead."

The young man knelt down and looked at the young Yang Yi, silent for a moment.

Over the past few days, Fu Lieyang has followed his father, King Fushan Fire King, to hunt down the demon clan. Along the way, he has seen countless tribes destroyed and countless people eaten by the demon clan, leaving only stumps and broken arms.

Fu Lieyang, who was used to seeing life and death and was numb, was now facing a baby and didn't know how to answer.

"Only when you are strong can you protect your people and strengthen our race."

"The demon clan has always been cruel. In their eyes, we humans are just free-range food. Who cares about the life and death of the food."

Fu Lieyang, who didn't know how to coax a baby, told Yang Yi what Fushan Fire King usually taught him.

Or maybe he felt that it was too cruel to say this to a baby. Fu Lieyang could only sigh deeply. The more he knew, the more powerless he became.

"Monster clan! Who is the one who killed my clansmen?"

Yang Yi's eyes were as angry as lightning, his young face was ferocious, and he spoke every word through his teeth.

"The Purple Lightning Lion King is one of the twelve demon kings in the Northern Wilderness. He has 28 demon generals, [-] big demons, [-] small demons, and countless demon beasts under his command."

You are too young to know that this is useless. Fu Lieyang looked into Yang Yi's eyes and could not say this.

Previously, Fushan Fire King sent word that there was a human genius here, and that was Yang Yi.

"Purple Lightning Lion King! Thank you brother for informing me."

Fu Lieyang looked at the young baby in his arms and thanked him. The dirty little face and eyes were full of determination, as if he had made some determination.

"How old are you?"

Feeling the spiritual energy flowing in Yang Yi's body, Fu Lieyang couldn't help but be shocked again.

"Are you willing to follow me back to Fushan Kingdom to practice?"

After learning that Yang Yi was less than four months old, Fu Lieyang couldn't control himself. He was a human genius who was no weaker than his father.

Yang Yi was a little tempted. He would definitely be able to practice better in the Fushan Kingdom. Only when he becomes stronger can he better protect his relatives. However, considering the golden book in his mind, Yang Yi refused.

Fu Lieyang had no intention of taking Yang Yi away forcibly. First, he only thought that Yang Yi was too young and could not bear to leave his parents.

The second is to respect Yang Yi's decision and respect the genius.

"This is the Evergreen Foundation Building Technique given to me by the Great Xia Dynasty in the Fushan Kingdom, a Xuan-level cultivation method. It is also the best basic cultivation method for my Northern Wilderness human race to cultivate the physical body."

Fu Lieyang thought for a while about Yang Yi's physical appearance, then took out a jade slip and put it on Yang Yi's forehead.

"You have very good qualifications. Practice hard. I will come to see you when you are older."

After passing on the cultivation method to Yang Yi, Fu Lieyang took out twenty more spiritual stones, put them in Yang Yi's animal clothing, turned around and mounted the Pegasus, ready to leave.

"My name is Yang Yi, brother, what is your name?"

"Fu Lieyang, Fushan Kingdom, stay alive and I will come to you."

When the voice fell, Yang Yi watched Fu Lieyang leave on the Pegasus.

"Evergreen Foundation Building Technique, Xuan Level Cultivation Method."

After Fulie Yang left, Yang Yi felt the cultivation method in his mind, sat up cross-legged and began to try his first practice.

Others cultivate their nature through cultivation methods, using food, drink, and exercise to nourish their bodies. Only when they break their physical limits can they absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and officially enter the Body Tempering Realm.

Yang Yi directly absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and uses cultivation methods to nourish his body inch by inch.

As Yang Yi ran the cultivation method step by step and transmitted the spiritual energy in his body to the whole body, the golden light on Yang Yi's body surface reappeared and flowed slowly.

Is Jinshu echoing?

Until Yang Yi finished running a set of cultivation methods, his mind started to fluctuate, as if calling Yang Yi.

"Spiritual stone, cultivation method..."

An extremely weak consciousness sounded in Yang Yi's mind, the voice sounded like a little girl.

The Golden Book is revived!

Jin Shu is longing for the spiritual stone, what happened to the cultivation method?

Yang Yi was puzzled, but still stopped practicing and agreed to Jin Shu absorbing the spiritual stone in his arms.

The spiritual stones turned into powder one by one, and the pure spiritual energy was absorbed completely in a short time, a total of twenty stones.

"Cultivation method..."

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