The mysterious shouting rang through his mind, causing Qingyang Huan's body to ignite with burning heat.
Although the voice was extremely ethereal and the source was unknown, he remembered every word with his heart.
In the ancient land of the human race, the warriors of the human race have been shouting such notes since the beginning, and have embarked on the battlefield to resist the alien conquests.
They moved forward but did not come back.
In a daze, he saw groups of human soldiers embarking on the battlefield far away in the depths of the world.
No one looked back, and no one was timid.
They knew that this was a road of no return, but they had no regrets.
"This is a syllable from eternity ago.
After such a long time, coupled with the catastrophe of our human race, there have been some gaps in the inheritance and reproduction of the human race.
This place should be left over from before."
The Holy Face Goddess spoke out.
She was also horrified by the scene in front of her.
No warrior in the wilderness would have thought that such a scene would exist in the darkness of the wilderness.
"It is rumored that before eternity, countless tribes and warriors across the entire human race followed this song to the battlefield outside the territory, and finally won the glorious world that belongs to our human race.
Behind the glory is always a scene stained with blood."
Qingyang Huan did not say anything.
Time is the power to bury everything.
Maybe one day when he really reaches that step, he will be able to reveal the secrets.
How many secrets have been dormant in this ancient land from eternity to the present.
"Meizu deliberately spent so much money just to be able to get in here.
There really is what they need here."
Suddenly his eyes were fixed on a huge stone monument standing in the sea of bones in the mountain of corpses.
The cold and dark stone monument stood like an ancient warrior, without releasing the slightest breath.
However, standing there, it seemed to suppress the world and protect the world.
With some kind of secret.
Looking around, it is impossible to count the number of such large monuments.
They stand in the mountains and valleys, showing an invisible formation.
There is no doubt that this land has gone through a long time, and the piles of bones have weathered into fossils, and a trace of decay is flowing outside the body.
Clang A bright divine light lit up in the sky where his eyes swept, a cold aura rose up, and the supreme killing power was revealed in the brilliance, and the murderous intent condensed into a divine flower, reflecting the void.
"Someone is fighting" In an instant, Qingyang Huan's eyes were filled with fierceness.
He could see extremely clearly.
It was the materialized path derived from the mastery of Taoism to a certain extent.
It was a true battle to return to ancient times based on the laws. force.
He reacted in a moment.
They came here from the sky tomb belonging to the old man Tianmu.
In other sky tombs in the rotting bone dead domain, there were also warriors from various races who came to this ancient land through the teleportation altar. .
The people fighting on the horizon were a human warrior and a man whose whole body was shining with aura.
Behind the man, the auras of heaven and earth seemed to gather together, and the aura was shimmering and unparalleled.
He spread out his big hand, and his five fingers suddenly turned into heavenly swords and slashed across the sky and earth.
Five spiritual lights tore open the void.
In an instant, the human warrior on the opposite side was unable to dodge, and was slashed horizontally by the five spiritual swords.
His high head Throwing it up, there was a hint of horror in his eyes without falling until this moment.
However, this warrior with flashing spiritual light did not stop at all.
His big hand grabbed him again and his broken body was caught and exploded.
It exploded into powder and his blood and energy drifted away.
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"Eldar" All this happened in a short moment.
The human warriors were beheaded.
When the aliens on the opposite side looked at them, Qingyang Huan's eyes grew solemn.
The Spirit Tribe is a large tribe in the wilderness of the mountains and seas.
This race seems to have gathered all the spiritual energy in the world, and every member of the tribe is extremely psychic and talented.
The surrounding spiritual warriors who appeared in front of him looked no more than ten years old, but there was a spiritual light flashing on the back of their heads.
This spiritual light kept changing its dazzling expression, highlighting their incomparable spirituality, far away.
Just looking at it makes people have the urge to worship.
After killing the human warrior, the spirit boy opened his mouth wide and directly absorbed the blood that filled the sky into his body.
Then his eyes fell on Qingyang Huan and the two of them through the void.
Warriors who can go through conquests from the Sky Tomb and enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Races naturally have extraordinary combat power, which also means that they have a profound background behind them.
The aura on the young man's body fluctuated slightly, followed by the aura behind his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
When Qingyang Huan blinked, he who was just far away in the sky had already appeared several miles away.
In addition, murderous intent suddenly burst out from his smart eyes.
In the ancient battlefield where the various tribes had conquered, the successors of the descendants of the various tribes met again.
The conquest was inevitable.
Without too many words, when the two people's eyes came together, thunder exploded in the void.
Rumble The void buzzed, and in an instant, a hundred-foot-long spiritual light sword floated on the top of the sky.
The sword body was surrounded by semi-substantial spiritual law tracks, each of which was like the roar of a spiritual dragon, stirring the void.
Blocking the holy face behind him, Qingyang Huan transformed into a human fighting body without any hesitation, with wild lines floating outside his body.
The purple-gold divine light condensed into armor and adhered closely to the outside of the body.
Now there are eight thousand five hundred and forty-seven wild patterns formed by various Taoist laws in his body.
These wild patterns include thirty-six kinds of Taoist laws.
One hundred and thirty-seven kinds of laws are mysterious and intertwined.
What's more important is that the imprints of these wild lines make his entire body extremely vigorous and endlessly alive.
The blood in his body is constantly being derived, and then circulates throughout his body, giving him extremely blazing vitality and supporting the transformation of his entire body. .
Clang Looking at the falling Spiritual Light Sword, he punched out his fist.
The two attacks collided in mid-air and then exploded.
The splashing force hit the space barrier with a clanging sound.
One blow shattered the Spiritual Light Sword.
Qingyang Huan suppressed the blood turmoil in his heart.
The thirteen-foot-tall battle body stepped forward.
His whole body seemed to be covered with purple divine light.
Wisps of light flickered towards him.
The Eldest boy bumped into him.
"I need your blood very much.
If you kill me, my spiritual seal can be condensed one more point."
Looking at Qingyang Huan who was rushing towards him, the young man from the Spirit Race did not feel any timidity at all because he was not tall and needed to look up to the giant.
Instead, his eyes were full of greed.
He opened his big hand again, and suddenly a cyan aura floated in his palm, and Tao charms exuding a simple atmosphere were derived one after another, and then formed a semi-substantial track intertwined in his palm.
This is the real spiritual path.
He picked it up casually and truly crossed the third step of the True Realm.
Although it seems that he did not use all his strength, this palm is for most second-step warriors.
They all drank in hatred on the spot. roar However, Qingyang Huan's fist that he expected did not come down.
Instead, a purple and gold divine light reached the sky a hundred feet away.
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The roar of the beast was like thunder.
A purple and gold war drum condensed between the lightning and flint.
Qing Yang Huan's fist beat like this.
On the drums.
Boom It was as if the drum sound that stirred up the heaven and earth suddenly exploded.
In an instant, the spirit tribe boy with a sneer flashing at the corner of his mouth suddenly froze in the sound of the drum, and the track gathered in his big hand also stagnated due to his control.
Just this moment The supreme imperial art, even if Qingyang Huan can only control a trace of it, the majesty of the imperial art is still enough to traverse the void.
The sound of a drum directly caused the spiritual world of the powerful spirit tribe boy to tremble, and briefly Produced a fainting effect.
Although it was only a moment, for warriors of their level, one breath was enough.
Qing Yanghuan's big hand was like a mountain, and every finger was like a mountain.
In this instant, he took the young man from the Spirit Tribe into his palm. boom Under the giant palm, spiritual light splashed out, blood and bones exploded, and dazzling spiritual light spread out from the gaps between the fingers, mixed with a touch of blood.
At the moment when spiritual blood splashed all over the sky, a spiritual light shot out and turned into a It looks like Ganoderma lucidum, trying to break through the air and fly away.
Buzz
However, Qing Yanghuan's big hand was like a sky net, crossing the void in an instant, catching the Ganoderma lucidum in the distant void, and holding it in his hand.
"wrong" After holding the Ganoderma lucidum and returning it, Qingyang Huan thought for a moment.
The spiritual light in his hand was really too thin, and the spiritual power it possessed was not enough, so he could only condense it into a physical form.
"It's the incarnation of the body" Feeling the energy lingering in his palm, his eyes showed a solemn look.
This spiritual light that looked like Ganoderma lucidum was just the spiritual will attached to the incarnation, with only a little blood.
In the mountains with piles of corpses, the broken bones were in dilapidated condition, and terrifying qi energy was intertwined.
Next to a tall stone monument, a figure shrouded in aura withdrew his big hand, and under his big hand, a human warrior transformed.
For the powder.
However, at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his calm eyes.
Another scene of mountains of corpses was revealed in the depths of his pupils.
He saw a ganoderma transformed into aura and held in someone's hand.
"Go, bring him back to me, remember that I want to live."
A cold voice sounded, and two spiritual lights flashed behind him, turning into two strong figures kneeling on the ground, and then turning into streams of light and disappearing into the mountains.
After destroying the will in the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand and collecting the scattered blood, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with solemnity, and a sense of crisis descended.
He put away the incarnation blood energy belonging to the young man of the spirit race.
Although it was just an external incarnation, the person who created this incarnation took a lot of thought.
At least the spiritual law of Dacheng was not a small price.
Of course, now All became his harvest.
"Find a place first.
I need to consolidate my combat power."
He said aloud to the Holy Face Goddess who came.
Sheng Yan also felt this crisis and came to this ancient battlefield.
Their strength could no longer cope with the crisis in front of them
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