The alien Celestial Spiritual Bones were used as formation disks.
More than a dozen such formation disks had been polished since Xuan Guyang stepped out of the Tianfang Kingdom.
Stepping by the blue waves of the lake, Xuan Guyang's eyes were a little dim, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't pay attention to the servant behind him.
However, the young servant did not show any dissatisfaction and still stood respectfully behind him.
Waiting.
Suddenly, Xuan Guyang's eyes lit up, and he looked down at the surrounding mountains and valleys.
In an instant, the mountains and rivers were like a dream, and the lakes were like an illusion.
It's as if the world is shattering layer by layer, and these scenes are more like there are ten thousand layers, and after one layer is broken, there is another layer, one on top of another, there is no end.
"Young Master."
Feeling Xuan Guyang's aura, the eyes of the servant behind him suddenly became sharp.
"This world has always been the territory of our human race.
If the alien race is so rampant, we should be punished.
We should pay tribute to the heroic spirits of our human race who died in the war with their blood and bones."
Xuan Guyang's eyes showed murderous intent, and his voice became cold and stern, saying: "My big formation needs more formation disks, these are not enough, far from enough."
"Young Master, shall we leave Jiutian Xuancheng?"
There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the young servant.
Their master and servant had been staying in this ancient city for several months.
The place was already stained with the blood and bones of foreign races, and no foreign warriors had dared to appear here in the past few days.
He didn't understand why his young master had no intention of going to the Emperor's Court of Dayu when he was right in front of him.
You must know that whether it is the warriors who carry the flames of war in the royal domain or other talented warriors who have embarked on the road to become kings, everyone's goal is the Imperial Court of Dayu.
It is unceremonious to say that that is where the younger generation of the entire southern wasteland and southwestern land should be.
The place where the peaks gather.
There, even the blood descendants of the royal family are no longer dazzling, because in every era of the human race, there will be hidden dragons who originated from humble beginnings, possessing unpredictable fortunes.
Those born from humble beginnings are not legends, but the proud sons of heaven who have truly conquered the world. .
There are more talented warriors from the hidden ancient tribes.
The southwest land is a place where the most peak young warriors of this era gather.
Therefore, no one knows until the end how this expedition will be launched and how it will be carried out. ended in such a way.
“It’s not time to leave yet” However, Xuan Guyang's bright eyes soon dimmed again, and he shook his head slightly.
The servant behind him immediately showed his confusion, but even though he showed his confusion, the servant did not raise any questions.
How is the Lord?
He just obeys the order, and the rest is not what he cares about.
"You don't understand, Jiutian Xuancheng is my treasure.
One hundred thousand years ago, Grandmaster Tianxuanzi set up a supreme formation to suppress the demon king.
Even now, the Tongtian formation is in dilapidated condition.
However, there are still some traces of formations left outside Jiutian Xuan City."
"Only here can I exert more powerful combat power.
Now I am not completely ready to step into Emperor Yu's Court.
It will be time when all the formation plates of my Ten Thousand Major Formation are polished."
The young servant did not make a sound, but stood there quietly, waiting for Xuan Guyang's next order.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan used the void movement formation to cross millions of miles of void.
This was an area where the wilderness and mountains met.
The clouds and mist were shrouded, the essence of heaven and earth was extremely rich, and something as thick as a python was floating in the void.
A general aura of desolation.
"This should not be far from Jiutian Xuancheng."
Seeing clusters of towering ancient trees all around, stretching for dozens or hundreds of miles, Qingyang Huan led a few people across the mountains and ravines, and all the approaching ominous shadows he passed were shattered into blood mist.
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Every step he takes crosses an ancient mountain and spans thousands of miles in an instant.
I have to say that this time his luck was really bad, and he encountered a space storm in the void moving formation.
In order to avoid the space storm, he had to forcefully break through the Dongxu Path in the crisis and come to the real world in advance.
Fortunately, he estimated that he would soon reach the vicinity of Jiutian Xuancheng.
However, this journey forward made him feel a little heavy.
On the way to Jiutian Xuancheng, among the mountains and valleys, he saw large areas of bloody killings.
Every tribe turned into dilapidated ruins.
Countless bones were scattered randomly on the ground, wantonly.
Being trampled.
Tragic scenes unfolded on the land of the human race.
Even the tribes were defeated.
Hundreds of thousands of human blood descendants were slaughtered.
All the young, old, women and children were turned into white bones.
It has to be said that in order to intercept the talented people from the human race who are on the road to become kings, warriors from all the alien races came across the border and descended on the land of the human race.
In this land that belongs to the human race, they have no scruples and run rampant and violent.
While looking for their young human peers to conquer, they have no mercy at all for the human tribes they encounter along the way.
The human tribes living nearby are all under this kind of trembling threat, lest they encounter the alien tribes coming.
Perhaps the most powerful princes are not afraid of the attacks of foreign geniuses, but for ordinary princes and generals, these alien warriors from all over the world are simply a disaster.
Ordinary human tribes and generals were turned into blood food in the mouths of these alien warriors who descended.
In this land, they had no scruples and did whatever they wanted, making the human tribes feel terrified all day long.
Standing on a cliff, below the cliff is a ruins.
A tribe covering an area of hundreds of miles has collapsed.
The rocks are piled up.
The broken stone palaces, stone halls and stone houses are in a mess, mixed with mottled blood stains and rich blood energy.
Floating over the cliff for a long time.
"The bloody atmosphere here lingers, showing the resentment of evil spirits.
The deceased compatriots have resentment in their hearts."
The holy goddess's crystal eyes looked at the dilapidated ruins below.
Even after experiencing the bloody battlefield, when she saw the ruins in front of her, where at least hundreds of thousands of people were bleeding, her heart could not help but tremble.
"Less than a month."
The same Qingyang Huan was silent, the blood energy here has not completely dissipated, obviously this tribe or the ancient city will be destroyed within this month, and I don't know how many people escaped and ascended to heaven.
"The Ancestral Court is relying on the blood of the aliens to cultivate the gu.
It wants to hone the true iron-blooded warriors of the human race.
The Ancestral Court does not take action, which makes these foreign bastards become more and more rampant."
"Let's go."
After a long time, Qing Yanghuan let out a long sigh as he watched the blood that had condensed in the void turn into an innocent soul.
Faced with the scene in front of him, he was now helpless.
The human race cultivated poison in their blood to hone their iron-blooded warriors, and used thousands of human blood and bones as bait.
The price was too high.
On the cliff, the holy goddess said: "Where are we going now?
Are we going directly to the ancient city of Yulin and entering the Emperor's Courtyard?"
Then Xisecan and Sanwei, who were following behind, both looked towards Qingyang Huan.
Perhaps he had killed four powerful aliens in Lingbao Ancient Town, or perhaps he had encountered a space storm in the cave. , causing him to deviate from the direction of Jiutian Xuancheng, and he did not see any foreign warriors along the way.
"kill" At this moment, there was a kind of indifference in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, and his voice was flat, without exuding any emotion. kill Hearing this, everyone was startled.
"Blood debts need to be paid with blood."
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Qingyang Huan nodded lightly.
These human tribes and ancient cities along the road were destroyed by alien warriors.
Countless human blood descendants turned into blood and died inexplicably.
Speaking of which, they were different from the warriors who embarked on the road to become kings.
It doesn't matter.
Because of them, young alien warriors came across the border, and because countless of his fellow human race blood descendants became fodder for cultivating gu.
Just like the cause and effect in the Demagāra Path, there is a cause and an effect.
Sooner or later, the cause and effect will be paid back.
The blood descendants of the slaughtered compatriots need to be avenged, and the blood-spirited spirits floating between heaven and earth need to be appeased.
"Killing is also protection, killing is also salvation."
At this moment, Shengyan Tiannu suddenly tilted her head and looked at Qingyang Huan.
In a daze, he felt that something in Qingyang Huan's heart seemed to be broken.
Not only did she notice it, but Zi'er in her arms also stared at two purple His small eyes stared at Qingyang Huan fiercely.
"Let's go.
Since we can't escape, there's nothing to be afraid of.
If the eagle strikes the sky, the sky and the earth will naturally fly freely.
Let go of the fetters in your heart.
I haven't killed enough."
Not enough killing Qingyang Huan's cold words instantly made the world for dozens of miles around become chilly, as if it was a cold winter day.
However, Gui Buxian, who had just woken up from Xiong Jiudai, curled his lips in disdain and snorted: "Many times, just because he is hesitant and does not dare to give it a go, those people have come to your home and killed them.
Your compatriots killed ignorant children.
What is there to say about this kind of hatred?
The only way to stop killing is to kill."
"There are no absolutes in things in this world.
All life will eventually be confused.
Even the Emperor will be in a daze.
However, if you don't have the momentum to give it a try and the invincible belief, how can you break through the road ahead?
It should have been like this."
Less than half an hour later, several figures had crossed dozens of ancient mountains, and Qingyang Huan finally learned that he was tens of thousands of miles southeast of Jiutian Xuancheng.
For their current strength, tens of thousands of miles is just a distance that can be crossed in a very short time.
Jiutian Xuancheng, this ancient city is a Dharma city built according to the surrounding mountains and the stars in the sky.
It is said that a great formation master came out of this ancient city a hundred thousand years ago, and he is only one step away from the true formation king.
One step away.
However, even so, many kings do not dare to offend a formation master too much.
Although the formation master has not yet truly crowned the king of heaven and earth, he has the ability to control the power of heaven and earth and can set up a sky-reaching formation to resist the king.
This is also one of the recognized variables in the wilderness of mountains and seas.
The formation method is just a mid-range formation, but it has the potential to change the world.
Another variable that can attack the king with a mortal body is to become a legendary half-king
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