After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

Grandmaster Qinghe died, and he did not close his eyes even to death. His eyes, burning with anger and full of unwillingness, were still wide open.

Yang Yi gasped for air and stood up with difficulty, swaying.

His spine was broken, and the blood and bones in his body were boiling hot.

The golden book emits body-protecting golden light, which also swims one after another and gathers at the broken point of the spine.

A numb and itchy feeling came from his spine. Yang Yi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Put away the body of Grand Master Qinghe and clean up all the various elixirs, spiritual stones and other treasures accumulated by the Qinghe Golden Tribe in the underground hall.

In the process of collecting elixirs, Yang Yi discovered two more Dongling tribe identity cards.

Yang Qingshan and the Three Hundred Xuanjia Army were indeed in trouble, but they were not necessarily dead.

Yang Yi clutched three identity cards tightly in his hand and was in a daze.

The Qinghe tribe is not so bold as to directly massacre the Dongling tribe.

To establish a relationship with the Fushan Kingdom, the Qinghe Tribe will definitely act cautiously and put aside their relationship.

This will definitely involve the help of others.

Yang Yi gradually calmed down. What Grandmaster Qinghe said before his death must have angered him.

When the matter was revealed and Grandmaster Qinghe's limbs were cut off and he was unable to resist, Grandmaster Qinghe understood.

The Qinghe Golden Tribe was finished, and it angered the registered disciples of the Fushan Kingdom and plotted to murder their fellow tribesmen...

All evil deeds done will be exposed and exposed to the sun.

The Qinghe tribe was hopeless. Before his death, the great master angered Yang Yi, causing him to lose his mind and massacre the Qinghe tribe.

Finally, the Dongling tribe will also be buried with the Qinghe tribe.

After collecting the treasures in the underground hall, Yang Yi exerted force on his toes and jumped straight up through the large hole punched through by Grandmaster Qinghe.

Arriving at the main hall, the two Golden Body Realm masters were still struggling in the illusion, their eyes were dull, and their expressions seemed to be crying or laughing.

Yang Yi covered his body and face again, grabbed one of the masters by the neck, and lifted it up in the air.

The strong and fatal suffocation pulled the grandmaster out of the illusion.

His limbs were hanging down, unable to use any strength, and he looked in horror at Yang Yi, who was covered by a wide animal skin.

There was a wheezing sound coming from his nose, his face was red and swollen, his veins were bulging, and his eyes had begun to turn white.

With a bang, Yang Yi picked up the grandmaster and threw it out, smashing it against the stone wall of the main hall.

As dust and smoke rose, the grandmaster slipped from the wall and lay on the ground, breathing rapidly and disorderly, with endless fear in his eyes, as if he was in hell.

"The secret guards of the Fushan Kingdom came to investigate the Dongling Tribe."

"If you tell me, you will die. If you don't tell me, your whole family will die."

A cold and sinister hoarse voice came from under the robe, without any emotion, like a ghost demanding life.

"You, you can't kill your own people."

The faces of his wife, concubines, and children flashed through his mind. The master was panicked and frightened, but he still mustered up the courage to speak.

"You Qinghe can kill you, why can't I kill you?"

A sound that sounded like a smile but not a smile came out of Yang Yi's mouth, which was extremely weird.

"We didn't kill them. We didn't kill them. The people from the Dongling tribe didn't die. They were kidnapped by the Wushan bandits."

The panicked and horrified voice shouted, which made Yang Yi's heart tremble, "Father and the others are not dead!"

Where is the Wushan Bandit?

The Dongling tribe is remote, sparsely populated, and its information is extremely backward.

"Think about it for yourself, how can I say that I like to listen to stories."

Yang Yi walked slowly to the Grandmaster, gently picked up one of the Grandmaster's arms, connected it, and then pulled it.

With a scream, the grandmaster curled up and burst into tears. His severed arm was thrown in front of him, and his face was splashed with blood.

"Speak, I speak, I will tell you whatever you want to hear!"

The Grandmaster was trembling, his face contorted with fear.

"Think clearly first. What you said is different from what he said. I'm not sure what will happen to your tribe."

Yang Yi pointed to another grandmaster who was still in the illusion, then pointed outside the palace, and said lightly.

He firmly believes that evil people need to be governed by evil people. As long as you are more evil and perverted than the evil people, the evil people will be afraid and will surrender.

Yang Yi sat aside, feeling the itchy and hot pain in his spine, and listened quietly to the master, with runny noses and tears.

When the master finished speaking, Yang Yi knocked him out with a knife and then created another master according to the law.

This grandmaster had a tough bone, but he couldn't stand it. Yang Yi brought in two Qinghe tribesmen from outside the palace gate and killed them in front of him.

This tough-minded master who would rather die than surrender immediately collapsed.

Like pouring beans, everything came out at once.

At this moment, Yang Yi was like a demon coming out of hell, with a ferocious look.

The Wushan Bandit was one of the Thirteen Bandits in the Linghe River Basin of the Northern Wilderness. He was not involved with some large tribes of the human race, and he also had an affair with some demon tribes.

Rumor has it that the leader of the Wushan Bandits was born to a strong human from the royal tribe and a strong demon. He was half human and half demon.

He has been looked down upon, ridiculed and bullied by his tribe since he was a child. As time goes by, this half-human and half-demon becomes stronger.

Finally, he no longer tolerated the bullying, and after killing the tribesmen who had bullied him, he defected from the tribe.

With the help of his mother, a strong member of the demon clan, he established a force in Wushan and took in all kinds of people and demons who rebelled against the tribe and ethnic group.

Over time, this half-human, half-demon gradually grew stronger.

Constantly looting the caravans of major tribes, some weak human tribes, and some demon forces.

He was called the Great Bandit of Wushan by the humans and monsters, and he had the strength of a Wuhou in the Dongming Realm.

His father is also a human Wuhou, and his mother is a demon king, a demon king in the same realm as the Fushan Fire King.

Yang Yi learned from these two masters that 20 years ago, his Qinghe tribe sent out a Golden Body Realm tribesman to join the Wushan bandits.

He claimed that he had defected from the Qinghe tribe, and for this reason he also killed two Qinghe tribe members.

In fact, they used the power of the Wushan bandits to do some dirty things for the Qinghe tribe.

Just like this time, the Qinghe tribe was jealous of the Dongling tribe's rise so quickly.

It seems that it won't take many years to catch up with his Qinghe Golden Tribe, or even catch up and compete with the Qinghe Tribe for the position of dominance in this area.

Using the Dongling Tribe's Yang Qingshan and others to bring a large amount of supplies this time, the Qinghe Tribe contacted the Wushan Daqiu and his tribe, led their troops, and came to rob them.

Half of the property belongs to the Qinghe tribe, and the population and the other half of the materials belong to the Wushan bandits.

The master was afraid that Yang Yi would kill his Qinghe tribesmen, so he told Yang Yi that the Wushan bandits liked to use hostages to extort money, and they were also very trustworthy and would release people if they gave them money.

The Qinghe Tribe did this not only to the Dongling Silver Tribe, but also to the other slightly more powerful Silver Tribes under his command.

Continuously consume the strength of other Silver Tribes so that they will not threaten the status of Qinghe Gold Tribe.

In fact, the Qinghe Golden Tribe wanted the Wushan Bandits to destroy the Dongling Tribe. As Yang Yi was the registered disciple of the Fushan Fire King, if his tribe was destroyed, the Fushan Kingdom would definitely send someone to verify it.

The Wushan bandit was unwilling to provoke the only human martial king in the Linghe River Basin of the Northern Wilderness.