In the dead starry sky, ancient stars are rotating, bright starlight is dotted everywhere, and the majestic voice seems to be transmitted from every corner.
"Can the Human Emperor really not be able to withstand this?
Our clan has been multiplying for a long time and occupying the vast wilderness.
Even if the foundation is not as good as that of the peerless clan, it is still a strong foundation.
Is there really no way?"
"Having cut off the holy path, it will cost too much to find the emperor of the immortal human race."
With a sigh, the bright stars in the endless starry sky suddenly dimmed, and they fell into darkness in a daze.
Suddenly, a star shook down and turned into a shooting star sliding towards the depths of the endless starry sky.
"Yao Sheng" shouted with indescribable emotions, completely making the entire starry sky tremble, the big stars shook down, and the starlight was shattered.
"All the semi-saints don't know where they will be reincarnated.
The Human Emperor holds a sacred weapon and overlooks the nine heavens and ten earths, and the starry sky.
It consumes too much life."
Suddenly, an old silhouette appeared in the starry sky.
It was so blurry that it seemed that neither heaven nor earth could print his true appearance.
"The road to sealing the king is open, and it is urgent to gather the blood of the human race again.
The kingdoms of the kings and the ancient lands each receive orders to protect the borders and clans.
The human race is not afraid of bloodshed and has never been afraid of war.
Go and prepare, this land under the sky, It can’t be overturned yet” The majestic sound fell in the ancient starry sky, which countless warriors never knew happened.
As a kingdom far away from the ancestral land of the human race, the Wanqiong King's Domain has become turbulent due to changes in the ancient battlefield.
Of course, for Qing Yanghuan and the two men who were trapped in the ancient battlefield, saving their lives was still the most important thing.
In the sealed ancient battlefield, ghosts appeared everywhere, ranging from ghosts as ordinary as blue smoke to ghosts condensed into body shapes.
They were everywhere, heading towards the center of the ancient altar.
Today's ancient battlefield has completely changed its appearance.
The ancient yellow sand city they escaped from earlier collapsed and turned into a yellow sand sky pillar.
A total of eight such heavenly pillars appeared in a short period of time, each one exceeding the height of tens of thousands of blades, standing in all directions, like an earth-yellow giant guarding something.
Hidden in a mountain that was mostly buried by the sand at the edge of the sand, Qing Yanghuan listened to the roar of the sand outside with an extremely ugly look in his eyes.
"Help, brothers from the human race, give me a hand."
Outside the ancient mountain, the cry of human warriors came out, miserable and sad.
The body of a human warrior was half-hidden in the yellow sand.
The drops of blood were absorbed by the yellow sand as soon as they flowed out.
Almost as time went by, he felt his own life all the time.
As time goes by, that kind of horror makes people feel heartbroken.
Listening to these miserable cries, Qingyang Huan has calmed down.
He had no choice but to take action at the beginning.
Unfortunately, the captured humans had already been entangled in the bodies of the tree roots like wild dragons under the yellow sand. , once a human warrior approaches to rescue, he will be targeted by the murderous intention buried under the yellow sand.
At first, no one knew how many human warriors were buried under the yellow sand, with no bones left.
Nowadays, there are not many human warriors left in the entire ancient battlefield.
It can be said that they are all existences blessed by luck.
Of course, as time goes by, this luck is also constantly being worn away.
Since the opening of the ancient battlefield, too many opportunities have appeared.
Not to mention those ancient weapons and divine fluids, there are countless weapons that are comparable to human earth soldiers and even heavenly soldiers.
Such a great opportunity naturally attracted too many warriors to flock here, wanting to come to this ancient battlefield to get a piece of the pie.
Looking back now, it was clear that they had fallen into a trap.
Moreover, the human warriors who can enter this ancient battlefield are at least relatively strong warriors in the totem realm, and even a large part of them are young warriors.
Warriors who can practice the totem mirror can be said to be in a royal domain.
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A person who can be called a first-rate talent.
The fate of most of these people was that the remnant spirits of the Julong tribe took their bodies and turned into the Julong tribesmen with loess bird bodies.
This was to use the blood and bones of the human race to bring the silent Julong back.
This ancient tribe, which was born from the blood bones and remnants of dragons in ancient legends, has too many strange things that are difficult to understand.
I don’t know how many years they have been buried.
Apparently, they have faked their corpses and come back to life.
I am horrified. scary Nowadays, the human warriors lurking in various parts of the ancient battlefield have understood in their hearts that all this was done intentionally by the Julong Clan, and even the ancient battlefield was not opened accidentally because of the human-monster war.
Compared with other warriors, Qingyang Huan was close to the Holy Face Goddess and nestled in a cave opened in the middle of the ancient mountain.
There was a hidden formation in the middle of the Mang level that he had arranged around him.
This mountain range is less than a hundred miles away from the edge of the ancient battlefield, and the yellow sand in the sky only spreads beyond the mountain range, giving the remaining human warriors a chance to breathe.
Compared with other warriors, Qingyang Huan had soft jade in his arms and made up his mind to hide here without any intention of going out.
There was great terror in the ancient battlefield.
The two of them were in greater danger if they walked out.
Their lives were at stake.
When it was time to pretend to be a grandson, he lay down honestly.
Speaking of which, he estimated that he had been hiding for five or six days.
He had seen Too many people turned into piles of withered bones not far from me.
"It's not an option for us to hide like this.
Apparently the Julong tribe's warriors have returned and want to worship their totems again."
The holy-faced goddess who was leaning on Qingyang Huan was no longer as shy as she was at the beginning.
There was nothing that could be done about it.
After all, the crisis was out there and it was important to escape.
"This is the Wanqiong King's territory, and it is no longer the Julong Clan's place a long time ago.
The Julong Clan in the ancient battlefield seems to be just a branch of the Julong Clan.
Presumably these Julong Clan warriors should also know that, and they must not dare to attack me.
The human race has been here for too long, maybe they are preparing for their escape. " The two of them were close to each other, and the thin gauze skirt could not contain the warmth at all.
Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with cunning.
Fortunately, he deliberately set the invisible trace array to the right size.
"You said they were trying to escape."
The goddess of heaven groaned softly, and quickly nodded in agreement.
This place already belongs to the human race.
This seemingly powerful Julong clan, even if it kills all the human warriors on the battlefield, cannot stop the human soldiers.
Front.
After finally surviving, who wants to die again?
Naturally, the most important thing is to escape.
"Then where can they escape to?
Although there are not many awakened Julong warriors outside, it is not so easy to leave.
If it is as we have guessed, the most important thing for the awakened Julong warriors now is to wake up Totem and life-saving, does this mean we have a chance?”
Looking at Qingyang Huan's shining eyes from a distance of only one foot, and even able to smell the hot breath coming from his body, the pretty face of the holy-faced goddess turned slightly red.
Speaking of how long they had been hiding, the miserable sounds outside had stopped for a long time, and the bones on the yellow sand dunes were swaying in the wind like rotten firewood.
Boom Finally, about a few days passed again.
The two of them carefully passed through the invisible trace formation.
What appeared in Qingyang Huan's eyes was an endless stretch of yellow sand.
The strong wind had fallen mostly, and there was no trace of the Julong clan. .
"Let's go and have a look."
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Carefully stepping into the yellow sand, the two of them walked through thousands of miles of yellow sand for half a day without encountering any attacks.
Not even the vines or ghosts hidden under the yellow sand appeared.
After he had traveled another hundred miles, he suddenly stopped.
On a sand dune not far away, there stood a huge silhouette of a hundred feet high.
"This is a giant bone."
When they walked in, they discovered that what looked like a boulder standing there turned out to be a leg bone of an unknown creature.
There was no aura surging, only decay.
"Look there's a bone mark here."
In an instant, the Holy Face Goddess saw a bone pattern about one foot in size in the center of the other side of the giant bone.
The bone pattern was like a mountain, exuding thickness.
As they moved forward again, almost every hundred miles, such a white bone would appear in the yellow sand, with the same bone pattern imprinted on it.
"According to legend, the Julong people have the custom of using bones as sacrifices.
Are these white bones used as sacrificial pillars?"
The Holy Face Goddess muttered: "And look at what we saw on the way here.
The bone patterns engraved on the bones are all facing the same direction."
On this ancient land, sacrifice represents all kinds of mysteries, and even contains mysterious power, which can communicate the greatness in the world.
Sacrifice to ancestors is just one of them.
This also made Qingyang Huan's mind keep wandering, wondering what the purpose of the bones in front of him was.
"This brother, I don't know how to travel with you."
At some point, at the end of the yellow sand, a young figure stood on the yellow sand and chanted softly.
Immediately, Qingyang Huan and the other two turned their heads and looked at the warriors who appeared.
This was the first time they saw figures of their own race after the turmoil on the ancient battlefield.
The aura of the warrior who appeared seemed erratic.
When he was weak, he could not reach the Totem realm.
When he was strong, he rushed into the depths of the True Realm, making it difficult for people to detect his true aura.
"Tu Rein belongs to the Tu clan in the ancient land of Mingshan in the chaos of the ancient kingdom."
Without approaching from a distance, the young warrior spoke out and even relaxed his mental will slightly to show that he had no ill intentions.
Of course, the release of spiritual will is also very disciplined.
It stops when it is about ten feet away from Qingyang Huan and the two of them, just enough to allow Qingyang Huan to gain insight into some of his will and show his sincerity.
"Qingyang Huan, King of Wanqiong, Yaoshan Mountain."
The two people's spiritual wills were separated as soon as they touched, and Qingyang Huan spoke out.
"I wonder if Brother Qingyang has encountered any surviving human warriors."
"No, Brother Tu is the first."
Qingyang Huan shook his head gently.
"It seems that we are quite lucky and have not been swallowed by the yellow sand.
The revived Julong people are probably busy awakening their Julong totems.
These Bone Clan are the legendary Julong sacrificial pillars.
According to the legend, These sacrificial pillars have the power to communicate between heaven and earth
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