The figure of King Luan Gu looks very illusory.
Although he is not the real person, the aura in his eyes is still gazing at the heaven and earth, criss-crossing the void.
"Every king defends his territory and dies in his country, but I have no regrets."
Qingyang Huan was only vaguely aware of what was happening in the world of Dongxu.
Standing on top of Dongxu and bowing toward the depths of Dongxu, he had already guessed something.
"Elder Mo Yao, let's have a big banquet for all the warriors of our human race."
Feeling the disappearing atmosphere of the Dongxu world, he retracted his eyes and looked towards the void and Mangshan City, and then said.
"Nuo" Old Mo Yao bowed and headed towards the top of Mang Mountain.
"Everyone, please" The next moment, Qingyang Huan spoke to the surrounding warriors and took the lead towards the top of the mountain.
In front of the bonfire on the top of the mountain, old man Mo Yao raised his knife and cut off large pieces of dragon meat covered with golden butter and placed them in front of the powerful human beings.
The hot oil exuded the aroma of meat, transforming into a The golden little dragons are circling in the void.
"The foreign races from all over the world came here because of me, Qingyang.
Thank you very much for your help.
I can only entertain you with a full dragon feast."
"Lord Qingyanghuan has unparalleled achievements and unparalleled combat prowess.
Even without old guys like us, these foreign bastards who invaded today would not be able to benefit."
"Elder Tie Xuan is right.
With Master Qingyang's fighting power, those foreign warriors are just here to deliver food."
"Lord Qingyang carries the flames of war in the royal domain.
He is the general trend of our human race.
His momentum is like a rainbow.
It should be like this.
Those foreign races humiliate the emperors of our human race.
Naturally, they will not be able to atone for their sins even if they die."
Today's battle, Qingyang Huanlian Town came to two upper reaches of the foreign half-kings, and swept the foreign races with an extremely tyrannical attitude, which shocked the human warriors present, even these older generation half-kings who had practiced for a long time.
They were all subdued by this tyranny.
A junior who has been practicing for a short time carries the flames of war and represents the general trend of the human race.
They are ashamed of this kind of power.
At the bottom of the mountain, scalding hot soup was boiling in ten large cauldrons.
Bowl after bowl of soup was scooped out, and then the surrounding warriors poured it down into their bellies regardless of the scalding heat.
For ordinary warriors, even if these soups are diluted, they still contain extremely powerful dragon power.
When the soup is eaten, the blood of many warriors surges all over their bodies, their eyes turn red, and their momentum begins to surge.
Even so, the soup scooped out from the cauldron was still too powerful for some warriors, and they had to be diluted and shared with others.
This day is destined to be remembered by Mangshan City.
Qingyang Huan, the inheritor of the human race's war, shocked the southwest in a battle and entered the eyes of many strong men.
In the eyes of the tribe, he was as powerful as the Blood Soul of the Blood Clan.
Even Gabriel of the Garo Clan was defeated.
Beheaded in Dongxu outside Mangshan Mountain On the same day, Qingyang Huan hosted a full dragon banquet for all the warriors in Mangshan Mountain, including ordinary warriors in the Shen Zang Soul Shooting Realm and those who were half-kings.
Soon after the battle in Mangshan City, Qingyang Huan killed two foreign half-kings from the upper reaches, defeated more than a dozen foreign half-kings in one fell swoop, and his majesty spread to all directions.
The bonfire roasting the Silver Moon Yalong on the top of Mangshan Mountain has not been extinguished, and ten large cauldrons are also standing there at the bottom of the mountain.
Although the figures who gorged on dragon meat on the top of the mountain have left that day, for the warriors of Mangshan City, that kind of scene is still But I can't forget it.
In a main hall in Mangshan City, Qingyang Huan was sitting cross-legged.
After the battle, he was in no hurry to leave Mangshan.
The battle that day could be said to have uprooted the bugs that were originally chasing him, and he even had an unexpected harvest.
It has to be said that since he understood that the general trend of luck is real and there is no need to hide it, he has been in a state of high spirits, surrounded by luck, and the general trend is the general trend.
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"Ah Huan."
Suddenly the door of the palace opened, and Sheng Yan came over, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "Those strong men who left, as well as the rangers in the city, all sent high-grade essence stones and elixirs.
I want to see you.
You, Lord Qingyang.”
Seeing the teasing look on the face of Shengyan Tiannv, Qingyang Huan stretched out his big hand and grabbed her jade hand, pulling her into his arms, "I, Lord Qingyang, don't have to listen to the madam.
No matter how much the madam disagrees, his visit will not be in vain." effort."
"Hmph, take your hand away and tell me who your wife is."
After struggling for a few times, she found that Qingyang Huan's big hand was still holding her tightly, and Sheng Yan Tiannu rolled her eyes at him.
"Ah Huan, are you so high-profile in Mangshan?"
There was a hint of worry in his eyes, and the holy-faced goddess leaned on Qingyang Huan's shoulder.
In the battle of Mangshan, more than a dozen alien half-kings suddenly appeared.
They did not even go out of the human southwest kingdom.
You can imagine how difficult the next road will be.
The more tyrannical Qingyang Huan is, he will only Let the alien races in the world become more murderous.
Qingyang Huan didn't say anything.
Sheng Yan Tiannv had gained quite a lot.
However, the general trend of the human race would rather be straight than broken.
He had to rush forward like this without any retreat.
No wonder the ancestral road of the human race is called a dead end.
Even if one is extremely talented and unscrupulous, he will still be targeted by the alien race, and they will send out warriors one after another until they are completely wiped out.
And he has no way out.
If he conceals his luck again, the momentum he has finally built up will be dealt a devastating blow.
Not to mention embarking on the ancestral path, he will also be hit hard.
This road is inexhaustible, this road is a bloody conquest, and the only option is death or rushing past.
After appeasing the Holy Face Goddess, Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged in the main hall.
A ball of blood appeared in his hand.
A faint golden light floated in the blood.
Illusive figures appeared one after another, and there was a vague sound of Sanskrit.
The sound was very small at first, but soon it filled Qingyang Huan's ears, and even caused ripples in his spiritual world.
"When I do Jialuo, the sky and the earth shine together; when I do Jialuo, the world is in bliss."
A bald-headed divine figure emerged, exuding incomparable kindness, with a kind face, big ears hanging down to the shoulders, and Sanskrit sounds like a god.
"Gala Road" Qingyanghuan's eyes burst out with divine light.
Sure enough, just the aura emanating from it made him feel a little lost.
This kind of loss was like that after entering Jialuo, he would no longer have any worries, such as being crowned king.
The road, war and luck will be nothing, and he will obtain the bliss of eternal life.
"I will be a Jialuo.
Prajna will never be destroyed.
I will have a body of three generations to survive all misfortunes."
With a long breath, Qingyang Huan took the Jialuo Mystery in his hand into his body.
Rumble In an instant, he groaned, and purple-gold divine light floated out of his entire body.
Every inch of his body was numb, and there was a temptation to take refuge in bliss raging in the spiritual world.
In a trance, the statue of Jialuo appeared, roaring to heaven and earth.
When his eyes opened, the world was about to melt in his eyes.
All spirits worshiped and respected the true spirit. , Rumble At the same time, divine rays gathered in his body, wisps of rays of rays of light emerged from the sea of marrow, converging into divine glow in his body, the big keels of his spine roared, and the war blood belonging to the human race roared like an oven.
Buzz The human battle blood red is as crystal clear as purple jade and as bright as divine clouds.
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It exudes a noble and majestic aura.
It instantly freezes the trembling body, and the ancient and vicissitudes of life circulate.
"When I do Jialuo, all the spirits bow down, and all the spirits ascend to bliss."
It seems that he felt the breath of human blood coming from Qingyang Huan's body, and the Jialuo statue that was incorporated into the Jialuo Dao in his body began his final counterattack.
Vaguely, the Lord Jialuo seemed to have spanned endless time and space.
This Jialuo was tens of thousands of feet taller.
His eyes were shining with the light of the sun, moon and stars.
His hands were clasped together like a mountain holding up the sky.
With a Sanskrit sound, the heaven and earth trembled, and all spirits were dormant.
"Galu Dharma" This is the Jialuo status left over from Gabriel's previous life.
Even if it is just a projection, Qingyang Huan has already been overwhelmed by the pressure at this moment.
Buzz The next moment, the Samsara Gate appeared in the spiritual world and crashed down towards Jialuo's Dharma.
The compassion in Jialuo's eyes, with his hands clasped together, disappeared and anger arose.
A seal of words was condensed in his hands, blooming with eternal divine brilliance.
It seems like an immortal god.
At the same moment, rays of light rushed out of Qingyang Huan's bloodline, converging into a purple-gold divine shadow.
It was no different from him, and it was also as high as ten thousand feet.
This was the aura of the human race's war blood, and pieces of purple-gold divine light surrounded the body. , like clouds hanging from the sky, bursting out with supreme killing power.
It has to be said that these visions are so grand that even Qingyang Huan himself did not expect it.
However, the statue of Jialuo is already a piece of waterless water in Qianqiang, and has no power to continue.
In an instant, the statue of Jialuo roared, and the divine light burst out from the seal, heading towards Qingyang Huan's battle-blooded shadow.
Rumble Controlling the gate of human reincarnation, Qingyang Huan stirred up the blood of the human race, immersed his mind in it, and tried his best to take action.
Two ten thousand-foot tall figures collided together, bursting out immeasurable divine light.
Under the suppression of the Samsara Gate, the seal itself collapsed, and the Samsara Gate crushed the statue of Jia Luo.
The figure belonging to the incarnation of human blood stepped out, grabbed the remains of Jialuo with both hands, completely annihilated and devoured it, and Jialuo Dao was included in his control.
Buzz At this moment, Qingyang Huan's spirit moved, and the figure belonging to the war blood of the human race stepped into the spiritual world, letting out a roar, his thick purple hair dancing wildly, and his body blooming with dazzling brilliance.
His big hand reached toward the illusory door of reincarnation next to the door of human reincarnation. clang At this moment, thunder exploded all over the sky, as if the heaven and earth were opening for the first time, and the big hand scratched through the void, as if it had penetrated into the long river of time and space.
锵锵锵 There was gold and iron being dragged and rubbed, and the big hand kept retracting in the inexplicable time and space, and a bronze door full of cracks appeared vaguely behind.
"Reincarnation of Heaven" Feeling the aura emerging from the ruined reincarnation, Qingyang Huan showed a hint of surprise.
Unexpectedly, this second bronze door turned out to be the Heavenly Path among the six realms.
Not only that, compared to the Human Path Reincarnation Gate, the Heavenly Path Reincarnation Gate was even more damaged, with big cracks like ravines
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