Holding the trembling shadow in his big hand, Qingyang Huan shouted coldly.
Ling Xiaozi had become an ant that he could crush at will, with no chance of making a comeback.
"I said I said you don't kill me don't kill me" Even though he was only in his soul state, Ling Xiaozi was still trembling violently.
The death terror that penetrated his soul completely plunged him into panic.
The previous arrogance had long since been thrown away.
In order to wash away his shame, he deliberately did not let his followers follow him.
He did not expect that this decision would cost him his life.
"ah" Ling Xiaozi suddenly screamed in panic.
This kind of pain originating from his soul could not be concealed at all.
Qingyang Huan did not show him the slightest mercy and held his soul.
"I said I said" "I only know that our spirit clan brought out six royal arts from the ancient burial ground.
One of them is comparable to the half-step imperial technique.
It can be said to be the greatest gain that our spirit clan has obtained from the ancient burial ground in a hundred thousand years."
"Besides this, there are probably dozens of other secret arts.
Compared to the loss of the Spirit Clan warriors, that loss is not worth mentioning at all.
These are the secret arts of our Spirit Clan from ancient times.
It’s enough to make up for some gaps in the family’s inheritance.”
"How do you know that our human race has opened an ancient burial ground?"
With a hint of doubt in his eyes, Qingyang Huan grabbed Lingxiaozi and stepped through the void world back to the Rotten Bone Dead Realm.
"When the human race started the road to becoming king a few years ago, all the tribes in the world, including my spiritual race, already knew about it, so they have been preparing in secret and waiting for this day to come."
"It's just that I didn't expect that the human race would be so vulnerable this time and could not block the impact of our heavenly camp at all.
As for the rest, I don't know much about it."
After finishing speaking tremblingly, before he could stop, Ling Xiaozi suddenly showed a hint of panic again.
"Ah" "No, you can't do this, I told you, stop it" The purple-gold divine light ignited golden flames, like an oven burning a soul, causing him to scream again.
"I said I said" "We really didn't expect that the human race would be so defeated.
Even the sky monument could not be defended, and even the peak half-king combat power did not appear.
Therefore, in other areas of the ancient burial ground, the young and strong men of our clan would succeed.
Although it was also difficult.
We have lost a lot of geniuses, but compared with what we have gained, these losses can be made up for in hundreds of years, and they will even be stronger."
"In addition to our spirit race, the saint race in the bright camp of the heavens has obtained a true emperor's art.
It was created by a peak emperor in ancient times.
It can be called the half-king emperor's scripture."
"The warriors from all the heavenly camps have left the ancient burial ground and returned to their respective worlds."
"Yes, the ancient burial ground has independent operating rules.
The warriors of various races who are excluded from the burial ground are supported by strong men of various races in the outside world, and then return to their respective worlds."
Looking at Ling Xiaozi in his hand, the illusory figure kept twisting, Qingyang Huan did not show the slightest pity in his eyes, and the information Ling Xiaozi said made him more and more confused.
The human race is really declining.
But in an instant he shook his head.
For any race in the vast wilderness of mountains and seas, martial arts skills are the foundation of inheritance, and the human race will not fail to know it.
The ancient burial ground buries so many ancient powerful aliens, and contains a long-lasting inheritance from ancient times.
It is impossible for the human race to ignore it.
The opening of the King's Road proves that the top brass of the human race should have started at least a few years or even decades ago.
Prepare.
With such preparations, even if the foreign race's heritage has been strengthened, it is impossible for the race to collapse all of a sudden, and so many inherited ancient arts have been obtained from the ancient burial ground.
He simply couldn't figure out why the aliens could succeed so easily when the human race was well prepared, causing countless human race geniuses to bleed.
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"Ah" there was coldness in his eyes again, and the blazing purple flames burned Ling Xiaozi's soul.
"Next, next I'll tell you."
Ling Xiaozi shouted tremblingly as he endured the severe pain that penetrated his soul.
"The true meaning of the human race's Road to the King is the conquest of the geniuses of the heavens.
In the years long ago, this was spread throughout the heavens, because every time the human race opened the road to the King, the heavens would set off a monstrous killing spree. , the blood energy between heaven and earth will increase dramatically."
"The true meaning of sealing the King's Road is not to seal the world as king, but to find the true uncrowned king from the conquest, who will shock the heavens and suppress the whole land."
What A divine light flashed away, and Qingyang Huan stared at Ling Xiaozi.
"If we really want to talk about the road to becoming a king, it actually starts from the moment we enter the burial ground.
The warriors who have not entered the burial place have already lost the opportunity.
It is recorded in the history of our spirit tribe that the human race has been able to become a king.
At the beginning of each journey, the ancient burial ground will be opened.
Although it is not clear what the connection is, it will have a profound impact one day later. " "Some powerful people in our heaven camp speculate that the purpose of the human race to start this road to become kings is to select warriors from the human race who will inherit the throne of the four great emperors of the human race."
"It is rumored that the thrones of the four great emperors of the human race who suppressed the four directions have been vacant for a long time.
Now there are wars in all directions in the human race.
There is no emperor who corresponds to the stars in the sky to return to his throne, and he cannot suppress the rising evil spirit."
"The Great Emperor of the Four Directions" Naturally, he knew that the four great emperors of the human race, Gouchen, Ziwei, Anji, and Qinghua, and even the southwest territory of the human race were under the inspection of Gouchen.
As his eyes moved, Qingyang Huan digested the words from Ling Xiaozi, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes.
"You are saying that it is very easy for the All Heavens camp to enter the ancient burial ground this time, and the rewards are much greater than before."
"Yes, yes."
Looking at Qingyang Huan's murderous eyes, Ling Xiaozi trembled subconsciously.
"Compared with what was recorded in the clan records, I have indeed gained a lot, and there have been a lot less setbacks and troubles."
At this moment, two pairs of opposite eyes suddenly collided with each other.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and a flash of light suddenly burst out.
"impossible" In an instant, Ling Xiaozi roared, even forgetting the fear Qingyang Huan had brought to him.
"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, it can't be like this.
The human race will never do it on purpose.
It's impossible to lose so many geniuses in vain and let our heavenly camp plunder."
At the same moment, Qingyang Huan also thought of this.
The human race, which could survive tenaciously among the powerful enemies surrounded by the heavens, took the lead in making preparations.
There was no reason for the heavens camp to take advantage. , The only explanation is that the human race intends to let the alien races take advantage of them puff
The intense purple-gold divine flame ignited, and Ling Xiaozi let out a scream.
The deep purple-gold flame spread across his soul, and soon turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Huhuhu After exhaling several times, Qingyang Huan still did not suppress the thought in his heart.
If all this is true, the human race deliberately allowed the talented and powerful people from the heaven camp to enter the ancient burial place.
Why is this?
In many kingdoms, young geniuses who have not yet figured out whether the road to kingship has been opened have embarked on the road of martial arts with great hopes, but most of them were lost and buried in the silent wilderness.
They even died without knowing this. everything.
Bathing in blood and nourishing gu If this is the case, then the price is too high.
The geniuses that the clan has accumulated over hundreds of years are all launched without hesitation.
This is no longer a test of talent, but a competition of luck.
If luck is not good, even if the talent is high, everyone will die in the end.
It's unclear.
A group of warriors who have longing in their hearts but are confused and don’t know what the future holds.
Their deaths are all in vain.
Inadvertently, a cold feeling came from behind him.
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This kind of coldness made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He didn't know which adult could be so cruel.
With such a decision, I don’t know how many talented people died in vain.
"Ah Huan Ah Huan" While Qing Yanghuan was meditating, a stream of purple light shot out from the mountains and valleys, and Zi'er jumped up and down and landed on his shoulder.
"Hey, Ah Huan, you fought again.
Who did you fight with?
Why didn't you leave it for Zi'er?
Zi'er was so shocked that he didn't even recognize his mother."
Zi'er's words directly caused Qingyanghuan's head to be filled with black lines.
She was a real beast.
Putting away the doubts in his heart and suppressing the chill that originated from his soul, his eyes moved towards the distant mountains and forests, where the Holy Face Goddess and Xiong Jiudai's stupid bear came.
"Ah Huan."
Qingyang Huan felt relieved when he heard the voice of the Holy Face Goddess across the void.
"What's wrong with you?
I see something on your mind from afar."
"nothing."
Qingyang Huan glanced sideways and did not tell Sheng Yan Tiannv the result of his speculation.
This idea came out too unexpectedly, and there was still a trace of disbelief and even a trace of fear in his heart.
If they were buried in the ancient burial ground when they entered the Dead Realm of Rotten Bones, they would think that they were buried on the Road to the King before they died.
However, in fact, all this is deliberately arranged.
They were lucky and came out alive from the ancient burial ground Perhaps only the living warriors are qualified to know what all this is about and everything that will happen on the next conquest.
"Let's leave first."
Suddenly, he spoke to the Holy Face Goddess.
"Yes."
Shengyan Tiannu agreed, but suddenly she noticed that Qingyang Huan looked stunned.
"What's wrong" Then she saw Qingyang Huan's eyes looking towards the west.
She was a little confused.
She saw that the void in the west had no fluctuation at all, and she didn't know what Qingyang Huan was talking about.
But when he saw the crumbling mountains, rivers and ancient trees around him, his jade lips cracked slightly and unnoticeably, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The west Ling Xiaozi's previous killing attack came from the west, but because he was thinking about things before, he subconsciously ignored this matter.
Is it a coincidence, or is the little turtle right?
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