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

After Yang Yi inspected the tribe, he was very satisfied. The strength of the Dongling tribe was getting stronger and stronger.

According to the latest records from the Ministry of Household Affairs, the number of Dongling tribe members has expanded to 15.

Among them, there are three masters of the Golden Body Realm, nine martial masters of the Breaking Mortal Realm, 720 warriors of the Yun Shen Realm, and 200 warriors of the Tempering Body Realm.

Coupled with the monster Yang Yi, the strength of the Dongling Silver Tribe is much stronger than that of the ordinary Gold Tribe.

The development of the tribe is prosperous and prosperous.

Yang Yi walked slowly outside the tribe, smiling and constantly responding to the greetings of the tribe.

He was going to go out to the Linghe Mountains to collect some cultivation resources.

It has been so long since I came to the wild world. The land in the Linghe River Basin in the North Wilderness was named after the Linghe River. I have heard about the dangerous name of the Linghe Mountains for a long time, but Yang Yi has never gone to see it.

With Yang Yi's current strength, ordinary Yin Yuan realm great masters and great demon-level experts would be killed with one sword. One sword is not enough for two swords.

It's just that when facing the Wuhou and Demon General levels of the Dongming Realm, as well as the powerful ones above, they still need to avoid the edge for the time being.

However, strong men of this level are all deep in the mountains, and Yang Yi has no intention of going deep into the Linghe Mountains.

This time I went out, I just wanted to wander around the outside and see the turbulence of the Linghe River and the majesty of the mountains.

"Mom, I'm leaving!"

"Mukuro, be careful!"

Hong Jiuniang concealed the worry in her eyes with a smile and waved to Yang Yi.

The children are all grown up. From Dalang to Liulang, the six children are busy with their own things every day and have to go out from time to time.

Hong Jiuniang touched her growing belly and sighed inwardly.

I often hope that my children will be outstanding, but sometimes I hope that my children will be ordinary.

"Mom, I got it."

Yang Yi turned around, responded loudly with the brightest smile, waved his hands vigorously, and left at a faster pace.

Every time I go out, I can see the reluctance and worry in my mother's eyes.

Except for Yang Yi's first visit to Earth, Hong Jiuniang never stopped Liu Lang's decision at other times.

Including Yang Qingshan, Yang Hulin and others, they knew that they could not provide Yang Yi with better training resources and environment, so they would only keep their worries in their hearts and work hard to improve their own strength so that they and their tribe would not hold Yang Yi back.

They also know that one day the young eagle will fly far away and soar thousands of miles.

So no matter what Yang Yi wants to do, Hong Jiuniang and the others will only think seriously for Yang Yi and will never stop him.

"The child has grown up."

Hong Guoer watched Yang Yi disappear into the woods in a blink of an eye, and whispered to Hong Jiuniang, who was still watching.

Hong Jiuniang nodded slightly and continued to do what she was doing with Hong Guoer.

She felt helpless, the child was older, but her Rokuro grew up too fast.

The children in the tribe who were the same age as Rokuro had only reached the cultivation state before they officially started practicing.

Outstanding children are just smarter and stronger than other children of the same age.

Hong Jiuniang thought that even if she searched through all the tribes in the Linghe River Basin in the Northern Wilderness, she might not be able to find a child like her Liulang.

Yang Yi has not told his family about his being a Holy Spirit.

It has not been mentioned that the Holy Body is the existence with the pinnacle of cultivation qualifications throughout the ages.

After all, Yang Yi himself has a vague concept of the Holy Body. He only knows that his cultivation qualifications are all over the world, but now he seems to be lonely in this world.

He has developed a physique that everyone dislikes. Even though he is powerful and unparalleled in the world, he can never reach the top or reach the end of the road.

The road to the Holy Eucharist is difficult to walk, as the red-haired grandfather who gave Xiaojin to Yang Yi said.

Yang Yi always remembered this matter in his heart, but he didn't have any fear.

The road to the most powerful one will be smooth sailing.

Strong people have experienced countless hardships, twists and turns, and bloody battles along the way, fighting step by step.

Even Yang Yi's cheap master, the Fushan Fire King, was able to step into the position of Fire King step by step from a tribal boy in the northern wilderness, to a kingdom, and then to a dynasty. The deeds he experienced were enough to write a legendary autobiography.

Looking at the world, there are so many strong people in the king realm.

Yang Yi met the twin kings from the end of the world and the little genius of the Jiaolong clan. Their strength was even higher than that of the Fushan Fire King, and they were no longer slaves.

Even the king-level experts that the Dongling Tribe has been looking up to all their lives live in such a humble state. Yang Yi once deduced that it was terrifying to think about it. This world is really impossible to see the end at a glance.

In the grove, Yang Yi threw away these thoughts in his mind and concentrated on his way.

These things were a little too far away for him.

The most important thing at the moment is to steadily develop the strength of the powerful Dongling tribe while improving their own strength.

Only when your strength is in place can you gain control of your own destiny in this vast and cruel world.

This grove is very large and contains a wide variety of creatures.

After going hundreds of kilometers deep into the grove, various ferocious beasts and monsters began to appear in an endless stream.

Some live alone and some live in groups.

There are vegetarians and meat-eaters. In this small forest that is larger than the area of ​​the earth, fighting is going on every minute.

It’s all about staying alive and strong.

Yang Yi was very fast, and when passing through some ferocious beasts and monsters, he did not even disturb these monsters.

He didn't hunt these ferocious beasts and monsters. There were too many of them and he simply couldn't kill them.

Also, this place is not far from the Dongling tribe, and Dongling's hunting grounds soon expanded here.

Seeing some low-grade elixirs on the way, Yang Yi didn't even stop.

Sooner or later, this small forest will all belong to the Dongling tribe. There is no need to rush to pick immature vegetables in the own vegetable garden.

Continuing deeper into the woods, Yang Yi even met several powerful monsters.

After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't take action, leaving these monsters to Yang Qingshan, Yang Hulin and Hong Feijiao to practice.

Yang Yi's goal is the Linghe Mountains. It is said that there are countless demons, big demons and demon generals at this level.

The Purple Lightning Lion Clan, the old enemy of the Dongling Tribe, whose home base is located in the Linghe Mountains, has hundreds of thousands of demons under its command. What a terrifying number.

As we traveled through the woods for hundreds of kilometers, thousands of kilometers, tens of thousands of kilometers, we still hadn’t seen the Linghe River.

There are even big monsters appearing in the woods. There are already three corpses of big monsters hunted here lying in the world in Yang Yi's book.

What shocked Yang Yi even more was that there were powerful people like Demon General existing in this small forest.

Without daring to disturb him, Yang Yi carefully avoided it after sensing the dangerous aura.

There were big demons and demon generals in the grove, which made Yang Yi wonder if he was going in the wrong direction.

He jumped to high altitude several times to identify the direction. Along the way, the outline of the Linghe Mountains on the horizon gradually became clearer, which convinced Yang Yi that he was not lost.

It was just that the outline of the Linghe Mountains looming on the horizon could be seen in the Dongling Tribe, which made Yang Yi misjudge the distance between the Dongling Tribe and the Linghe Mountains.

This is not just thousands of miles, but hundreds of thousands of miles.