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Chapter 442: Disrespectful to the Emperor!


The middle-aged warrior's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and when he looked at the golden spear pierced into the ground, there was a hint of greed.

The momentum penetrates the sky, and the void emits sonorous thunder.

After an unknown number of years, it still has such prestige and spirituality.

The ancient weapon in front of it is definitely comparable to the top weapon among the heavenly weapons.

No one can look down upon such an opportunity.

Qingyang Huan stared at the warriors who were coming, his blood surged all over his body, and his fighting power reached its peak in an instant.

The person who came here is definitely a terrifying strong man.

Under his perception, he has probably already entered the second step of the True Realm.

The power hidden in the body is like a suppressed volcano.

Not only him, but even the beautiful eyes of the holy goddess showed a chill under her veil.

To put it nicely, the competition among creations is beyond imagination.

In essence, it is the law of the jungle and the strong, and whoever has the strongest fist belongs to him.

"kindness" Feeling the warriors gathering from all directions, the middle-aged warrior couldn't help but change his expression.

Now that the mountains are covered with golden light, I believe that more and more warriors will come next, and changes will inevitably happen later.

In an instant, his eyes became even colder, and he made a quick decision to capture the magic weapon.

"You are so shameless, so don't blame me for not caring about the feelings of the same clan."

After saying this, the middle-aged warrior's eyes were cold, and his body was like a mountain pressing over him.

In an instant, terrifying power filled the void in all directions.

Even though the space here was several times more stable than the one outside, it was still generated under this power at this moment.

A lot of twists and turns.

"You have to walk your own road.

Remember to know the current affairs in the next life.

No wonder I am.

Remember that it was Qiongshan Qiongguangnian who buried you two miserable lovers."

A huge palm emerged out of thin air in the twisted void, covering the entire ancient mountain in a daze, not to mention the holy goddess in Qingyang Huan below.

The huge palm grasped the stars and the moon, and the ripples in the void turned into waves, one after another, rushing downwards.

However, this was only the beginning.

At the moment when the majesty overwhelmed him, another identical figure walked out from Qiong Guangnian's body and stepped down towards Qingyang Huan.

In the realm of flesh-and-blood derivation, both the original body and the avatar have reached an extremely terrifying level of combat power.

The palms of their hands fell as if they were about to destroy the stars, the sun and the moon, and the soles of their feet fell as if they were about to break through the mountains, rivers and wilderness.

One hand and one palm complemented each other.

The moment he took action, all the roads leading to Qing Yanghuan and Shengyan Tiannu were blocked, and almost the entire hill was blocked.

"The people who hold the sky-covering palm to the ground are those who have Qiongshan Mountain" In an instant, the warriors rushing around looked at the sharp palms and soles in the void, and they all showed horror.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that Qiong Guangnian would take the advantage."

"The people of Qiong Mountain are so domineering, and they have always been unmatched.

Who knows that although they are a place where rangers gather, they have a powerful mountain master who is at the pinnacle of the True One and is known as the Quasi-King."

"The Sky-Covering Palm and the Ground-Suppressing Foot are the ancient art that the quasi-king deduced.

Even if they are not up to the level of the quasi-king's five-turn ancient art, it is not something that the two people in front of them can bear.

Come on."

"Two young people who don't know where they came from didn't expect to end up here.

It's a pity that they don't know how to assess the situation.

In the end, they will suffer a big loss and even risk their lives."

The palm of Qiongshan's deity fell towards the Holy Face Goddess.

He could naturally see that the Holy Face Goddess had entered the True Realm.

As for Qingyang Huan, it was just a passing glance.

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"The nine heavens are brilliant, the thunder god descends, the deer is undefeated, the wilderness is long, there is the true method of controlling thunder in the nest" In an instant, the thunder war spear in the hands of the Holy Face Goddess clanged, and the thunder in the sky ravaged the heaven and earth.

The thunder light gathered into a river and surged.

The sound of thunder in the heaven and earth was about to shatter the void, and the purple lightning and silver light stirred up in all directions.

In the sea of ​​thunder, she looked like the Thunder Goddess of the Nine Heavens, pointing the thunder spear directly at the top of the void, triggering the destructive divine thunder in the depths of the Nine Heavens.

At this moment, a vague outline appeared behind her.

When this outline was derived from the violent sea of ​​thunder, the heaven and earth were stagnant in a trance, and the majestic and boundless aura seemed to have swept the heaven and earth across the eternal ages.

"No" At the same moment, when the previously domineering Qiong Guangnian saw the blurry figure, his whole body seemed to be suppressed by the supreme being, and all his attacks came to a standstill at this moment.

Purple lightning and silver light broke through the dim military cave.

The thunder spear in the hands of the Holy Face Goddess caught the divine thunder that fell from the sky and smashed it towards Qiong Guangnian's head. puff The blazing thunder suddenly flooded Qiong Guangnian, and there was a sound of broken bones and muscles, and an unwilling roar fell.

Qiong Guangnian's body turned into a pile of ashes and was destroyed by the thunder.

"kill" The real person was strangled by thunder, which naturally also caused heavy damage to the external avatar.

How could Qingyang Huan let go of such an opportunity.

In an instant, he transformed into a ten-foot-long battle body, with purple-gold divine light all over his body, and his big hands pierced the air, wrapping the entire fallen foot and body in the huge palms, and he couldn't run away even if he wanted to. click At this moment, Qingyang Huan didn't know the so-called ground-holding foot.

He only knew that there was only a ball of blood mud left in his palm.

What In an instant, some of the warriors who were sighing before opened their eyes wide.

"Youchao's true method of controlling thunder is actually one of the ancient blood-returning arts of our human race."

"This battle body is ten feet tall.

It is obviously no more than the Totem Realm, but its combat power has reached the level of Zhenyi.

Where did these two people come from?

One of the oldest royal blood races, and another one actually created such a human race.

"war body" "That blurry shadow just now" The sudden roar of a warrior from the human race attracted the attention of some warriors, who immediately reacted.

There is a nest king At this moment, the surrounding void became silent.

In the land of the human race, no one did not know that the human race had the Nest King.

Back then, he led his troops in the Zhulu Wasteland to resist the bloody battles of the alien races.

Nowadays, as time goes by, I did not expect that there would be an ethnic group from the Youchao clan that would stir up the shadow of the ancient Youchao Emperor.

Even though this divine shadow is just a blur of mist now, the majesty derived from the ancient emperor cannot be erased even by the years.

"Qiong Guangnian wouldn't have thought it would end like this, right?"

"Not to mention the complete annihilation of the main body, even the clones have been turned into a pile of blood and mud, and they cannot die anymore."

The time it took for all this to happen was really too short.

From the moment they rushed from all directions and Qiong Guangnian took action, it only took a matter of seconds for all the battles to be decided.

No one expected to encounter a tough opponent, a descendant of the oldest royal family of the human race, an unknown warrior with a human battle body.

At this moment, seeing the scene in front of them, some of the warriors who rushed over suddenly stopped.

The greed that originally flickered in their eyes was suppressed.

Not only were they afraid of the fighting power of Qingyang Huan, they were also afraid of the Youchao royal family.

That reverence.

Seeing the gleaming expressions of the warriors around him, Qingyang Huan sneered.

The ten-foot-tall fighting body was enough for him to overlook everyone.

He turned around and looked at the shining golden battle spear.

It must be said that he was very lucky.

The spear he found was much more powerful than the short spear discovered by the young warrior at the beginning.

The golden light flowing spear body is covered with convex and concave bone patterns, and each bone pattern is like a dragon swimming continuously.

Qiang Qiang He stretched out his two big hands and grabbed the spear body.

The war spear buzzed, and he wanted to break free, but his two big hands held the war spear tightly like a divine pincer.

锵锵锵 Gold and iron clashed with a clanging sound as he pulled out the war spear inch by inch from the depths of the rock halfway up the mountain.

Only now did everyone realize that the war spear was far longer than ten feet. thirty feet This gilded war spear was thirty feet long and covered with dense bone patterns.

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It was held in Qingyang Huan's hand.

Buzz In an instant, war spears buzzed, and thunder exploded in the void again, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky above Qingyang Huan's head.

In a trance, a faint beast roar could be heard. roar The roar of the beast shook the world.

At this moment, the spiritual world of the surrounding warriors all felt ripples.

A big dragon covered with golden scales and shaped like a sacred mountain roared.

The strong dragon feet stepped through the void, directly Plunging into the earth, making mountains and rivers tremble.

"Soldier Soul" Many warriors who woke up from the tremors opened their eyes wide again, staring at the divine spear held in Qingyang Huan's hand.

Weapons began to derive spirituality from totem soldiers.

However, this spirituality is more like a smart instinct and cannot be called life.

After the totem earth soldiers stepped into the true heavenly soldiers, this spirituality had already transformed enough to transform into a special kind of life, called the soldier soul.

The various phenomena manifested by this divine spear at this moment all represent its status as a heavenly weapon.

"Top heavenly soldiers, good, good, good, it is indeed a great opportunity."

The moment Qing Yanghuan put away his war spear, the void in all directions became chaotic again, and the void within a radius of more than ten miles suddenly became distorted.

A majestic figure appeared from the distance.

This does not mean that the person is very tall, but it means that its momentum is like a rainbow.

At first glance, people feel that its figure is infinitely taller.

This comes from the soul. oppression.

Boom At first glance, the figure still standing on the distant mountain peak was already in front of him when many warriors blinked and opened their eyes again.

This was a warrior with long blood-colored hair, and a hint of evil intent hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He fell in front of Qingyang Huan, and was slightly startled, and suddenly his eyes showed a hint of understanding.

"It's interesting.

I didn't expect that there are descendants of the Chao family.

Mo Yun is so polite."

Staring unscrupulously at the holy goddess, Mo Yunsheng had an evil look in his eyes.

"But the Chao family has nothing to do with me.

The glory of the Zhulu Wasteland back then should be remembered.

Unfortunately, it has been too long.

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