Mangshan Ancient City, the top of Mangshan Mountain. \ The grill made of divine gold was burned red by the flames.
Most of the dragon scales on the Silver Moon Dragon Clan on the shelf had been removed.
The golden fat seeped out from the depths of the meat, and golden drops fell.
The rich fragrance spread throughout Mangshan City, making countless warriors swallow their saliva.
Of course, it was Old Man Mo Yao who did the work of picking off the dragon scales.
Now his reputation has spread throughout many kingdoms in the southwest.
In these days, many old guys of his generation have come to talk to him.
At this moment, Mo Yao was holding a deboning knife in his hand, making a banging sound on the dragon's body.
It had to be said that the dragon scales were not easy to remove.
Moreover, the dragons who are in the half-king realm are full of treasures.
Dragon bones and dragon scales are enough to become the magic materials for making half-king soldiers.
A blazing flame burned under the huge grill and ignited in the sky above Mangshan City.
Even from a distance outside the city, it could be seen clearly.
The dripping grease fell into the flame, causing the strong flame to swell again from time to time.
There were many people below, eagerly looking at the dripping grease, saying two words: "Gourmet" For some warriors, they don't want to think about dragon meat.
Even if it is given to them, they will not be able to tolerate it.
If not, they will explode and die.
It is a great blessing to be able to get every drop of oil.
However, all these oils will melt.
For fuel for the fire.
"It's a waste of nature.
It's a waste of nature.
Give me a few drops.
The dragon power contained in it will be enough for me to break through the realm barrier between the totem and the true realm."
"This is a dragon in the half-king realm, and it is burned with fuel transformed from fine stones and spiritual objects.
Even one drop will be of endless benefit.
I want a few more drops.
I am really greedy.
Just give me one drop."
"It would be better if I could give you a bit of dragon meat."
"What are you thinking about?
Stop daydreaming.
Don't you know how many seniors have come to the city, and none of them are here for the dragon meat.
Not everyone is qualified to eat at Lord Qingyang's banquet."
"Yes, yes, this banquet is a blessing for those adults, but it is a murderous intention for us people.
It is a great blessing to be able to witness such a prosperous time with our own eyes."
"Just smelling it makes you feel refreshed, what else could you ask for?"
Next to the grill, Qingyang Huan was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
His body under his cloak was filled with a faint divine light.
Black light, purple light, and golden light were all intertwined, and a dark aura wandered through his body.
He has not stopped understanding the dark ways.
Now the three mysteries of darkness have completely entered the realm of Dacheng, and perfection is just around the corner. call Standing at the highest point of Mangshan Ancient City, he could overlook every corner of the entire ancient city, and every warrior who came and went from the ancient city could also see him.
As more and more warriors came to Mangshan City, a strong evil spirit began to rise in the city, and some collisions were inevitable.
"Um" Suddenly, a beast roar exploded in his body, and a huge wave surged through the spiritual world like the earth was shattering.
The divine form of Yazu appeared, and three dark mysterious divine chains were intertwined under his feet.
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At this moment, Yaizhen stepped forward.
The ancient dragon bloodline gave him a body similar to that of the dragon clan.
Four dragons stepped on his feet, and under the feet of the last three dragons were three mysteries derived from dark Taoism.
When Yaizhen stepped forward, the three Taoist laws extended mysteriously and became entangled into a single trajectory at the feet of the dragon at the front.
The path of darkness "this"
There was surprise in his eyes.
It took him a lot of time to deduce the three mysteries of the dark way to the state of perfection.
However, at this inadvertent moment, the dark way was pushed to the state of perfection.
What happened in that moment?
Even at this moment, he himself was a little unclear and couldn't figure out the reason.
It was like he realized it for a moment in a trance.
Why does the Dark Law directly become the realm of perfection?
This is not the perfection of one of the mysteries, but the perfection of three kinds of mysteries, and they are completely intertwined together to form a complete path of the Dark Law.
Although the orbit of the dark law surrounding him is still a little unfamiliar, it actually exists.
"how so" There were ripples in his heart, and Qingyang Huan frowned.
What happened in this short period of time was really too weird.
The perfection of the Dark Taoism means that he has fully understood the two Taoisms, and they are also the top Taoisms in the wild world.
"No, there must be a reason."
Qingyang Huan shook his head and fell into silence again.
"It seems that my spiritual will has become more transparent.
At that moment, a kind of restriction in my body was broken."
With his eyes overlooking the ancient city below, he captured the intertwined words and spiritual will of countless warriors gathered in the city.
These voices expressed nothing but admiration, admiration, envy, and admiration for him, and he could feel those burning eyes even from a distance.
No need to guess, he knew that now he could be said to be famous.
He was famous throughout many kingdoms in the southwest.
The bearer of destiny and war feasted the heavens with dragon meat.
What kind of courage was this.
His mental clarity makes him less foggy when looking at problems.
After a long time, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he understood in a daze.
Ever since he carried the destiny and war between the two kingdoms, he had used Gui Buxian to hide his figure so that no one looking for him could find him.
If he were an ordinary warrior, that would be fine.
Hiding in Tibet would have little impact on him, but bringing the flames of war between the two kingdoms would already carry the general trend of the two kingdoms.
Just like the Kunshan King's territory, successive generations of conquests have spilled blood for hundreds of thousands of years, and the blue blood stains the sky.
There has never been a timid fight.
Generations of fathers and sons have fought in the battles, without escaping.
People can fight for fear, but a royal domain, a gathering place for hundreds of millions of people, will not From ancient times to the present, there is no royal domain where human beings have to bow down and lose their dignity to obtain it.
They are all fought with swords and spears.
If peace can be obtained by bowing and kneeling, there will be no killing in this world.
Similarly, if this fate and war fire can hide in Tibet and reach the ancestral land of the human race, what use will it do if this fate and war fire is ignited?
People have energy, and the king's domain has the general trend.
Every move he makes now affects the general trend of the two king's domains.
If he hides, the weakening of the king's domain may affect countless descendants of the human race.
If the Kunshan Kingdom lacked that unyielding belief, it is conceivable that the Kunshan Kingdom would have been destroyed for who knows how long.
"I understand."
He exhaled a long breath, but a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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No wonder not many people can really survive on the road to becoming kings in the past dynasties of the human race.
This is a road with no retreat.
Once you set foot on it, you can only get down.
Could be a corpse.
Those who give up halfway, without the general trend, are no different from the living dead.
Buzz Illusive purple flames floated above his head.
The purple lotus was like a graceful canopy, flowing with purple-gold divine brilliance.
The brilliant purple energy instantly covered the sun in the sky.
What's wrong In Mangshan City, some warriors also noticed a change at this moment.
They raised their heads and looked towards Qingyang Huan.
However, except for seeing the fate of the war, they didn't find anything at all.
They didn't know the reason at all.
Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, shook his head.
He didn't expect that he accidentally understood the nature of the human race's ancestral path.
He originally thought of stewing the chasing aliens in a pot, but he didn't expect such a coincidence. , coincides with the general trend. buzz buzz The purple lotus above his head was flowing with gurgling purple light.
He felt that his spiritual will took another step forward quietly.
Over the spiritual world, next to the door of human reincarnation, another door of reincarnation became much clearer. .
Compared with many warriors below, the old man Mo Yao who was very close to Qingyang Huan turned his head repeatedly, not even scratching his dragon scales.
He felt that in a short period of time, the figure behind him had undergone earth-shaking changes. changes.
It actually gave him a sense of great power and inviolable majesty, like a small mountain that suddenly turned into a majestic mountain.
A reserved person suddenly became sharp and sharp.
This change was too great.
Seeing Qing Yanghuan wake up, old man Mo Yao was startled.
He suddenly found that he could not catch the fluctuations of Qing Yanghuan's will at all, and even felt that Qing Yanghuan's position was more like a void.
"There are quite a few people coming."
Qingyang Huan had no curiosity to pry into what old Mo Yao was thinking.
"Yes, your clever plan has brought some old guys here.
The loess has been buried up to their necks, and their vitality has almost disappeared.
The vitality contained in the dragon meat is enough to drive them crazy, so even though they know there is a crisis here, they will also Come."
"It's time for old friends to come too."
Looking around at the void, Qingyang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, bursting with fierce murderous intent.
Legend has it that in the ancient times, when various tribes went to war, they would use captured slaves of hostile races to sacrifice flags, and even kill millions of people, letting the blood soak the earth.
At night, the cold moonlight ripples like water, and the entire Mangshan City is a bit quieter than during the day.
However, on the top of Mangshan Mountain in the center of the city, a huge bonfire jumps, manifesting a huge dragon shadow. ah Under the moonlit night, a scream resounded in all directions, alarming the entire ancient city of Mangshan.
In an instant, several figures gathered towards the screams, but in front of them, there was a corpse.
This was a young strong man, with his eyes wide open, as if he had experienced a great deal of pain before dying.
Horror.
The young man was full of blood, and the blood in his body had not been drained.
There were no obvious wounds, as if he had been frightened to death.
"Lu Huang, a clan member of the Lujiao Hou tribe in the Luangu Kingdom, a powerful man in the realm of true one-self, actually didn't even have a chance to take action."
Someone recognized the identity of the deceased.
He was a strong man of the younger generation.
He was from a powerful Hou family and carried a strong inheritance
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