The purple stream of light penetrated the void, shining with intoxicating splendor.
Qingyang Huan could not help but narrow his glasses.
The purple energy of heaven and earth contains mysteries that are difficult for him to comprehend.
It is like seeing flowers in the mist.
Every time he tries his best to see clearly what it is, he discovers that it is so boundless and boundless.
Lost.
"The purple energy of heaven and earth penetrates the wilderness, the starry sky, and any corner of this vast world.
Every plant, every tree, every sand, every stone, every inch of void, as long as the purple energy can be stimulated, it can manifest a certain piece of land, a certain area."
A scene from an era.”
During the moment when he was meditating, Huang Zun's voice sounded, and a blazing light splashed out from his hand, forming a strange and mysterious rune.
“Not the writing of this era” At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes suddenly shrank and he saw the lines outlined in Huang Zun's hand.
This manifested rune exuded a kind of vicissitudes and antiquity, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, a sacred mountain as thick as a river, and he even saw a variety of heaven and earth laws deriving disillusionment from it.
Now he already knows that on this ancient land, the years have been long.
In the long years, countless races have been born and died, and even created one era after another.
Every era has a prosperous protagonist, but unfortunately, in his current era, the human race is not the protagonist.
The entire race is in danger, and the major races are constantly attacking each other.
On this ancient land, killings have continued since ancient times.
There is no one who is immune here, only the killings of joining the world.
"Could this also be the writing of my human race?"
With his eyes slightly opened and closed, he could feel that the hieroglyphics outlined the crescent moon of the sacred mountain, which was extremely similar and had a sense of intimacy.
However, this kind of writing is not the same as the cloud patterns he knows now.
It seems too old and even has a desolate atmosphere.
It is hard to imagine that just a few strokes of outline contain such profound meaning. artistic conception.
Abruptly, he remembered what Huang Zun had said not long ago.
The world had changed.
What exactly had changed?
He didn't make it clear.
It seemed that Huang Zun didn't quite understand it either.
He just didn't know if there was any connection.
“This place is wrong, too far” However, in just a few breaths, the runes outlined in the void were suddenly annihilated, and Huang Zun's voice sounded.
The Glacier Iron Eagle's wings were constantly trembling, and within a few short breaths, the entire body seemed to be pressed down on it.
Fortunately, the terrifying aura disappeared.
Chirp After a stick of incense, a snow-white and crystal-clear eagle screamed loudly, tearing apart the thick clouds in the void, soaring upwards, and flying towards the ancient earth in the distance.
The sky was windy, Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged on his back, constantly swallowing the essence floating on the top of the void.
The glacier iron eagle carried him across the mountains and ridges, and wandered between heaven and earth.
More than ten days passed in this way.
During this period, in the vast mountains and forests, he noticed many obscure qi mechanisms, and some of them were not possessed by ordinary Zhenyi realm warriors at all.
Glacier Iron Eagle obviously knew that these places with obscure auras were not easy to mess with, and he did not dare to make too much noise and walked around them.
These days, traveling in the ancient mountains and rivers, he felt that the human land was not that peaceful, and it was even worse than he imagined.
Even in the hinterlands of the human race, in the rugged forests and majestic and dangerous mountains, there are still some alien races lurking, waiting for the opportunity to move and want to wreak havoc on the territory belonging to the human race.
In addition to the alien races, the ferocious beasts that live on this land are also in the process of conquest with the human race.
Some tyrannical alien species with the blood of ancient beasts hunt the human race for blood food, and even slaughter most of them.
Beneath the seemingly peaceful wilderness, there was actually so much blood covered up.
However, after wandering for more than ten days, Huang Zun would take out the purple energy of heaven and earth every half day and outline the ancient characters, but every time he failed.
Of course, these days are not without any gains.
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The purple energy of heaven and earth has been aroused, and they are moving towards the established goal, and they are getting closer and closer.
What is certain is that the place that Huang Zun was talking about is on the land of Mount Yao, or even behind a certain sky.
On this day, they came to the northeast of Yaoshan.
Compared with Yaoshan being surrounded by ancient lands, the northeast of Yaoshan was a body of water.
This vast body of water covers an area no larger than the entire Yaoshan land.
Underneath the entire ocean are volcanoes, and most of the volcanoes are in a rolling state.
Since ancient times, this water area has never been calm.
Rolling hot springs erupt on the ocean surface, enveloping lava and scorched rocks.
It is difficult to imagine the strangeness of this place.
No one knows at the next moment which volcano will erupt violently deep in the water.
The entire ocean is like a huge soup cauldron, with boiling air currents rolling out from time to time.
Chirp The glacial iron eagle, accustomed to the severe cold of the world, seemed a bit unnatural when it flew over the ocean.
Hot air currents continued to rise on the boundless water surface.
Rumble A hundred miles of water in the distance exploded, and the roar was earth-shattering.
The terrifying force even tore apart the void on the water, and saw pillars of fire transformed from flames and molten material rushing into the sky.
The flames were like a forest, rolling and burning on the water.
The collision of water and fire continued to splash out terrifying power.
The boiling water was rolling, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.
The glacier iron eagle flapped its wings and hurriedly avoided it.
Even if it entered this sea of fire, it would probably become a dead eagle.
However, the volcanic explosion in the distance seemed to cause turmoil in the entire water area.
From the hundreds of miles of molten lava rising into the sky, it began to extend in all directions, and the terrifying and scorching breath distorted everything.
At this moment, even he felt an indescribable violence brewing deep in the water.
The spiritual world was turbulent, a crisis was emerging, and a chill ran down his back.
Following closely, the Glacier Iron Eagle soared up and flew out of the water.
Half a day later, Tie Ying carried him and finally left the scope of the water riot, and discovered a human tribe deep in an ancient mountain a hundred miles away from the water.
"The volcano is rioting, the gods are angry" In this small human tribe, an old man looked at the flames soaring into the sky a hundred miles away, and kept crawling on the ground, muttering something in his mouth.
"The high priest, the high priest is worshiping the gods again."
In the tribe, some little urchins looked at the old man kneeling on the ground from a distance, his body covered in various colors, pointing, but did not dare to come close.
All this was clearly seen by Qingyang Huan from high in the sky, and even what the old man was mumbling was captured by him perfectly.
The so-called gods are not gods.
In this ancient land of mountains and rivers, gods represent a kind of belief that has transformed from illusion to solidification.
Spiritual manifestations are gods.
The simplest example is tribal totems.
But obviously what the old man was talking about at this moment was not the totem of heaven, but something else.
In addition, there is another kind among the human race, which is somewhat related to the purple energy of humanity.
It originates from the guardian of the human race, the King of Frontier Protectors.
It is rumored that some strong men from the human race fought for the human race during their lifetime, and in order to protect their blood descendants, they killed hundreds of millions of alien species and received the gift of human destiny.
When the accumulation reached a certain level, the opportunity would change qualitatively.
As for King Wanqiong, the protector of the Wanqiong Kingdom, he controls the vast land, is integrated with the earth's veins, and is protected by human luck.
If he reaches the ultimate state in the future, he will have the opportunity to rest his spiritual will on this land.
The mountains, rivers and land turned into a piece of land.
Even if the saint manifests himself in this land of mountains and rivers, even if he has fallen, as long as a trace of spiritual will remains, he can still remain in the mountains, rivers and lands in another way.
In the eyes of many people, this kind of spiritual manifestation is a kind of god.
"Old man, may I ask which god you worship?"
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The old man suddenly knelt down on the ground.
His body froze suddenly.
He raised his head and looked in all directions, but no one was found.
However, when he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his mind, his old pupils suddenly flashed. shrink.
A young man in green robe appeared in front of him without any warning.
Falling from the back of the Glacier Iron Eagle, Qingyang Huan's spirit and will filled the air.
In an instant, it enveloped the whole tribe.
It was a very ordinary human tribe, and the strongest one in the tribe was only in the Soul-Taking Realm.
Such a tribe would There are too many in the wilderness.
This was what he found strange.
This ordinary tribe gave him a different feeling.
In addition, Huang Zun induced the purple energy of heaven and earth to guide them in this direction, which made him even more suspicious.
"Empress Wang Yang, this is where the Empress God is."
However, before the old man could say anything, one of the children who were hiding far away cautiously poked his head out and shouted loudly. , "Empress" With his mind sinking, Qingyang Huan kept recalling the legends of Yaoshan, not to mention seriously remembering some sporadic rumors.
It is said that when the Wanqiong Kingdom was first established, this land was still in a wild scene.
A great emperor who illuminated the heavens stepped out.
With a supreme gesture, he swept away more than a dozen great emperors from all the races in the heavens.
Blood stained the sky and dyed the earth's mountains and rivers red.
However, all of these are said to be legends, and even the oldest clan in the entire Wanqiong Kingdom does not have an iron slip or jade book that has the slightest record.
This legend is passed down by word of mouth, so many people regard it as a joke.
"The raging volcano was the anger of the Empress.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Empress stepped through the volcano, causing turmoil in all directions."
Compared to the playful urchins, the priest in front of him showed a kind of incomparable reverence, and his cloudy eyes shone with determination.
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