Humanity's destiny is magnificent and boundless.
Deep in the center of his eyebrows, a purple-gold destiny is floating in the air, turning into a ball, constantly vibrating and humming.
This purple-gold divine light is the entity of his divine general title.
In the eyes of outside warriors, he is closing his eyes and regulating his breath.
However, in his spiritual world, he senses a vicissitudes of vicissitudes of energy, coming from somewhere.
The worshiped general among them fell down from Taichung, and became connected with the titled divine general.
Previously, he only felt that the destiny of humanity was boundless, coming through the endless void world, and manifesting directly in his spiritual world, but this time it was different.
In the depths of the destiny and destiny, the purple gold is becoming more and more graceful and noble, exuding the aura of gold and gold.
Deep in the purple gold light group, there is a solid talisman and two ancient pictographic seal characters, which are his boundless title.
However, outside the title of Wujiang, black threads appeared in the rich purple luck.
These black threads exuded an all-devouring evil, weaving like a ferocious web that was about to destroy his god.
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"doom" Soon, ripples appeared in Qingyang Huan's spirit, feeling the evil aura that was devouring other people's luck, and he showed a dignified expression.
When misfortune comes, something big is bound to happen.
He kills all the foreign warriors in the sky and is favored by human destiny.
However, in the life and death conquest, there is naturally the danger of death.
All of this is manifested on the talisman of the title of God General. out.
What exactly is the crisis?
What are the powerful aliens from all over the world planning who have not appeared until now?
However, he vaguely noticed that it was related to his luck.
The young and powerful people from the alien races in the world hid behind the scenes and did not appear.
Could it be that they were trying to mess with his luck?
But no matter what, what he can conclude is that as his momentum becomes stronger, he can better protect the destiny of the human kingdom, and as the momentum of the human kingdom becomes stronger, it can also feed back to him, his luck and the general trend of the kingdom They are complementary to each other.
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan woke up and looked at the shattered blood and bones of Ling Daozi in front of him.
Although Ling Daozi was shattered and his whole body turned into a spiritual mass, he still exuded strong blood energy.
He grabbed it with his big hand and took the radiating spiritual mysteries into his palms.
Immediately, streams of mystical essences emerged from his body.
The mysteries gurgled like a trickle, and were reorganized and concluded in his hands almost in a breath.
This is This scene immediately made the foreign warriors who were watching around feel a chill in their hearts.
They thought of the previous scene where Qingyang Huan and the Little Lion King were fighting.
Every warrior who was defeated by him became a stepping stone for him to improve his strength.
"Damn human race, it is simply a shame and a great humiliation.
This is treating our heavenly camp as if it is nothing."
"Damn it, the warriors who died in battle can't even protect their bodies.
This is simply a shame to my heavens."
Seeing Qingyang Huan's actions, some foreign warriors showed blazing anger in their eyes.
Qingyang Huan's actions were a slap in the face to all the geniuses in the world.
Even the bones of the defeated ones cannot be preserved.
"Damn human race, how can I, the proud ones in heaven, allow you to be so humiliated?"
Finally, among the warriors standing in the void, a young warrior couldn't bear it any longer.
A big spear appeared in his hand and shot toward Qingyang Huan.
Little Thunder Gun Lei Guhe Almost instantly, a warrior recognized the identity of this alien warrior.
He was a warrior from the Thunder Clan, and he was somewhat famous in the Southern Wilderness.
He was well known because of his There is a sister who is boundlessly tyrannical, a true darling of the thunder of heaven and earth.
"kill"
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The big gun in the little thunder gunner was like dancing all the thunder between heaven and earth.
Purple lightning and silver light roared into the sky, and rolling thunder fell from the top of the nine heavens.
"Kill, kill, kill!
This humble human warrior cannot humiliate our tribes in this way.
We cannot let him trample on Ling Daozi's bones again."
"Under the oppression of the heavens, the human race is lingering in a corner of the wilderness.
How can this small human race in the southern wilderness be able to overturn the world?
This is a shame for our clans."
"Recapture the bones of the geniuses of all races and kill the human race" Boo hoo hoo As the small thunder gun was launched, the warriors in the heaven camp gave up the dispute between light and darkness at this moment, and four figures appeared again, shooting towards Qingyang Huan. , Bone Clan's Prodigy Sword Bone Spur is a bone spirit born from a pile of bones on the edge of an ancient battlefield floating in the depths of the endless void.
Hua Qing of the Demon Clan’s flower-eyed Jingshen Clan.
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The red flame demon tiger of the demon tribe.
Each of the five figures had combat power that reached the forbidden level.
Seeing the alien warrior wrapping himself up from the void, Qingyang Huan sneered.
It seemed that he couldn't help it. kill The five foreign warriors looked at each other and immediately took action, roaring towards Qingyang Huan.
"snort" Seeing the overwhelming attacks, Qingyang Huan struck out with his big hand repeatedly, crushing the attacks coming from afar.
His body was like a dragon swinging its tail, and in the blink of an eye, he stepped through the void and appeared in front of the demon clan's flower-eyed thorn snake demon.
"this" The triangular snake eyes flashed with coldness, but at this moment, he could not help but show fear.
He felt in Qingyang Huan's palm, a majestic shore that embraced all rivers and rivers, anchored him, and all the demonic power was stagnant, ranking among all the races in the world.
The number one demon body was squeezed and cracked into big cracks. boom A blood flower exploded, and the demon body sank into the air.
It was caught by Qingyang Huan and thrown towards the ancient city of Yulin.
The demon thorn snake that manifested its true form was more than 500 feet tall and directly crushed a large area of the earth. .
Boom boom boom Next, blood flowers exploded in the sky, making all the warriors' hearts tremble, their bones shattering, and blood splattering.
The five warriors from the Bone Clan, Monster Clan, Blood Clan, and Thunder Clan all spilled their blood on the human land.
"Damn it, that's too much bullying.
I, the demon clan, will definitely take revenge."
"Don't be so arrogant, I, the powerful ones in the world, will tear you into pieces."
However, no matter how loud these heavenly warriors were, five bloody corpses were lying on the ground, making them dare not take action again.
Especially when Qing Yanghuan's eyes swept across them, all of them subconsciously stepped back, with a look of fear in their eyes, as if a big crack had been torn open in their spiritual world by an ancient evil.
Deep in the endless void world.
In the Jialuo space with a radius of ten miles, in the bright divine light, a statue of Jialuo Dharma is sitting cross-legged, with Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, and the breath of compassion fills the entire space.
Divine light shines all over the world, and all living beings take refuge.
Fat Toutuo puts his hands together, and the phantom of Jialuo Holy Mountain appears between his eyes.
He smiles at the corner of his mouth, as if all the spirits in the world are peaceful.
"Brothers from the Spirit Clan, Bone Clan, Monster Clan, Blood Clan, and Thunder Clan, all died for me in the heavens.
Jia Luo is compassionate.
I am willing to transform myself into Jia Luo and recite the Rebirth Sutra nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times. , send them to heaven, enter my gate in the next life, and no longer suffer in other lives.”
The little holy son standing on the illusory holy mountain showed a touch of disdain when he glanced at Fat Toutuo, and when his eyes penetrated the void and looked down at the ancient city of Yulin, there was a touch of burning heat.
"Humanity and destiny."
Compared to the burning eyes of the Little Saint Son, Fat Toutuo had a smile on his lips and looked at the Little Saint Son with amusement in his eyes.
"Donor of the Holy River, the warriors of the human race have slaughtered so many warriors from our heavens.
The reward of human destiny is absolutely beyond imagination.
Coupled with the fact that it carries the trillions of creatures in the human royal domain, it is more than boundless."
"What if his luck reaches perfection and he becomes the Dingyuan Divine General of the human race?"
The little saint's eyes were cold and he hummed: "I will give him this perfect opportunity.
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When his spirit, combat power, and luck reach their peak, I will take action."
When you cut it down" "When I reach my peak and fall into the bottomless abyss, all creation will become stepping stones to my holy river."
"It's not enough.
Humans haven't killed enough.
It's not enough."
Suddenly, a hint of madness flashed in the depths of his pupils.
The little saint stared at Qingyang Huan, feeling his rising aura.
Almost every time it improved, his eyes couldn't help but get excited.
The stronger Qingyang Huan is, the stronger his fortune will be in the end.
"waste" After retracting his eyes from Qingyang Huan, he saw the foreign warriors suspended in the sky, each of them looking timid, and the little saint couldn't help but cursed secretly.
"Pass on my holy edict from the light camp of all heavens.
Anyone who walks in the southern wilderness and is strong in the heavens camp will kill the genius of the human race and kill the luck of the human race."
"Order to Respect the Holy Son" A holy light appeared on the illusory holy mountain, and a golden-armored warrior walked out.
There were three command flags behind his back, and he disappeared into the depths of the cave in a few steps.
"The Holy Son is indeed a generous man, for this reason he did not even hesitate to use the Holy Son's Order."
Fat Toutuo had a smile on his face.
He didn't care at all about the little saint son's madness, but showed a hint of interest.
"If I am able to cut down the peak destiny of the human race, the blessings of the destiny of the Holy Path will surely be upon me, and then a mere Token of the Holy Son will mean nothing."
The little saint son had a smile on his face, but his smile was cold.
"Fat Toutuo, your Jia Luo is not much better than me."
"Jara Prajna" Upon hearing this, Fat Toutuo clasped his hands together and sighed.
"Jialuo is compassionate.
The words of the little holy son are wrong.
Jialuo has great wisdom and great aspirations.
His original intention is to save all sentient beings and relieve the sufferings of all souls.
Killing is extremely helpful in relieving suffering.
His appearance here is also to extradite the lost lives.
However, all souls Being ignorant, it is difficult to understand Jia Luo’s original intention.”
Listening to Fat Toutuo's serious nonsense, even the little saint son felt a little disgusted.
These shameless bald heads were compassionate on the surface, but their methods were not flattering.
Those who obey me will prosper, those who go against me will perish.
This is the creed of the Jia Luo people walking in the heavens, and it is also their code of conduct to attract followers.
Buzz Three days later, a bright blue light flashed in the Wujiang Dao in Qingyang Huan's hand, and a blue vine shadow grew, which quickly evolved into a towering ancient tree, and finally turned into a totem of trees hidden deep in the Taoist talisman
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