"Little bastard" An old and majestic sound sounded in the deepest part of the world, like the buzzing of a divine bell in the heavens, cleansing the world and seeming to make the whole world tremble.
In a daze, a black giant turtle with an indescribable size appeared on the top of the sky.
A turtle's feet were like the most vast and boundless mountains in the world.
The lines were like ravines and mountains.
It was indescribable how big it was.
The sky.
"I'm a little bastard, what the hell are you old thing?
If you scold me, you're scolding you."
"Old bastard" "Old bastard" "Ouch, it hurts me so much" On the landslided and cracked land, magma and hot springs surged from the ground.
The collision of magma and spring water evaporated the water vapor in the sky, filling the entire sky.
Lines of flaming lava rose into the sky like large fire dragons, roaring into the sky.
"Ahem, cough, cough, old guy, you are so close to ending the inheritance."
The majestic voice and the divine shadow came and went as quickly as they came.
By the time Turtle Buxian emerged from the depths of the shattered earth, his whole body had turned into a ball of black charcoal.
The tortoise shell that originally shone with brilliance was gone at this moment.
It has become a mess and has lost its original glory. , "Ahem, cough, miscalculation, miscalculation, Lord Turtle's life was almost over."
Staggering, Gui Buxian staggered through the flames and water vapor in the sky and headed into the distance.
"Hey, Ah Huan, and that big guy, where are you?
You're not going to die, right?"
Rumble Following Gui Buxian's cry, hundreds of miles away, a piece of flaming lava exploded, and a purple-gold divine light shot into the sky.
Qingyang Huan rushed out with his whole body in tatters, with his mouth and nostrils facing towards him.
There was black smoke outside.
Huhuhu When he opened his mouth, a flame suddenly shot out a hundred feet away.
It was smoky, his face was covered in black smoke, and even part of his black hair, which was like gold and iron, was singed, and his whole body was scorched black.
Seeing Qing Yanghuan appear, Gui Buxian immediately rushed towards him and shouted: "Great, you are not dead after all."
"Master Gui knows that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.
You are so shameless, even thunder and punishment can't break your face."
"Hey, don't hit, don't hit."
"I'm telling you, my old bastard hasn't gone far yet, so be careful if I let him step on you."
"That's just right.
Let your ancestor see it.
If his inheritance is useless, he might as well crush it to death and refine it again."
""The turtle is not immortal.
Carrying Gu Buxian, he found Tu Sanchuan, who was also pressed under the rolling lava.
The two figures quickly tore open the hole and disappeared without a trace.
Yu Lin's battle in the ancient city shocked the world.
Qingyang Huan, the bearer of the war in the four kingdoms of the human race, killed many warriors from the alien races in the heavens, triggering the arrival of the Little Saint Son of the Overlord Saint of the Ancient Clan, and finally killed the Little Saint Son of the Holy River and took away his destiny. , These news soon spread throughout the southwest, and even the entire Southern Wilderness.
For a time, the foreign warriors who were eager to chop off Qingyang Huan's head and establish a supreme reputation stopped in their tracks.
Who is the little saint?
Perhaps looking at all the races in the world, the mountains and the sea, perhaps the Holy River is not the highest inheritor of creation.
However, in the land of Southern Wilderness, there are not many warriors of the same generation who can suppress the entire Southern Wilderness generation.
With the blood of the emperor and the king as one body, they fell into the hands of Qingyang Huan.
Wouldn't they die in vain if they come back?
For a time, the Southern Wilderness, which was surging due to the King's Road and the War of Destiny, suddenly became silent, as if it had reached some kind of low ebb.
In turn, Qingyang Huan's reputation began to spread towards the Southern Wilderness, and his true reputation spread throughout the Southern Wilderness.
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Qingyang Huan, the destiny bearer of the human race, has built his illustrious reputation on the blood and bones of his peers from hundreds of races in the world.
However, as these messages were being spread around, a piece of news spread without the slightest warning.
The inheritor of the fate of the human race's royal domain is also the inheritor of the human race's fire.
He inherits the ancient traces of the human race's ancient times and spreads the fire to all directions.
This rumor spread quickly, as if there was some deliberate being behind it.
Three days later.
At least Qingyang Huan couldn't care less about the outside world.
He was nesting in a space no more than a few miles deep in the cave. healing The lightning that split the turtle struck the fish in the pond, killing him half to death.
If he hadn't run fast and the ancestor of the turtle appeared, the ruined mountains and rivers would have become his burial place. .
Although Yu Sheng felt palpitated after the disaster, he showed great interest in what Gui Buxian saw.
What kind of existence even a glimpse of it triggered the thunder punishment of heaven and earth, and lowered the divine thunder of destruction, intending to destroy thousands of people in the surrounding area.
The people here.
Gui Buxian has been a little depressed these past two days.
Under the thunder punishment, the innate universe stars inherited in his body were hit hard, and it was obvious that he had spied something that he could not see yet.
"Ah Huan, it hurts me so much" The dejected Gui Buxian lay there, with little sparkle in his little eyes.
This time, not only he and Gu Buxian, but also Tu Sanchuan and the demon wolf under him were hit hard, and they were almost completely wiped out.
Looking at the pitiful Gu Buxian, Qingyanghuan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Well, I promise not to laugh."
"Hahahahaha" "" Gu Buxian simply retracted his body into the turtle shell, out of sight and out of mind.
"war"
"You mean you only saw the word war" Qingyanghuan, who promised not to laugh but couldn't hold it back in the end, spent a lot of effort to coax Gui Buxian into a good mood.
When Gui Buxian came out again, he showed a little emotion like the baby was unhappy and the baby was very angry, and hummed.
"Um."
His voice was long and he had an expression that said, "I don't want to talk to you."
“Definitely dust-free” On the contrary, Qing Yanghuan fell into deep thought.
It was already very strange that Wuchen had been asked to kill him when he arrived before.
Now he didn't expect that Wuchen would have such a big secret hidden in him.
"I saw the phantom of Jialuo Holy Mountain, and saw blood flowing down from Jialuo Holy Mountain like a river, rolling like a sky river.
Do you believe it?"
Thinking of Wuchen's other words, he pondered, what is the connection between them.
Looking at Qingyang Huan who was deep in thought, Gui Buxian hummed again: "You don't have to think about it, you will see each other again soon.
Wuchen came to Nanhuang for one thing.
I saw that foggy road The figure is holding an illusory sky pillar in its hand, which seems to be closely related, but when the thunder punishment comes, it is not very clear. " After the words fell, Gui Buxian stopped talking to Qingyang Huan and huddled into the turtle shell and fell asleep.
Half a month later, Qingyang Huan appeared again outside the ancient city of Yulin.
The warriors who came had already dispersed, but the bones of the aliens he chopped down were still piled up outside the city.
When he appeared, the strong men left in the city respectfully welcomed him into the city, collected the bones of the aliens outside the city, and handed them into his hands.
Each of these foreign corpses has the strength of a half-king, and is even qualified to forge divine weapons.
No warrior is not greedy, but no warrior dares to take it for himself.
After spending a day in the ancient city of Yulin, he went to the military tomb under the underground palace in the city to pay homage to the human warriors who had passed away earlier.
In any case, these warriors died because of him.
Then he stepped onto the Void Moving Formation and entered the scope of Emperor Dayu's Court.
He found Sheng Yan and others in Tianlang City.
Instead of setting foot on the moving formation, he disappeared into the wilderness mountains.
The area under the jurisdiction of Emperor Dayu's Court is vast and boundless, no less than the size of Wanqiong King's Domain.
This is a fiefdom belonging to Emperor Dayu's clan, and it is a land passed down from generation to generation with the golden words of the Emperor.
In this land, the human race is undefeated, and the Emperor Yu’s clan is the same as the clan.
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It is rumored that this is a feudal system that has existed since ancient times.
It establishes clans and divides borders, and sits on millions of miles of mountains and rivers.
It affects the rise and fall of a place and drives the prosperity of a place.
In ancient times, humans gathered in mountains, rivers, and other places that were conducive to human survival, forming tribes or alliances to jointly resist external crises.
Tribes are divided into different levels based on their strength.
There is also a subordination relationship, from the bottom to the top, which maintains the entire ethnic group.
However, with the passage of time, some systems have changed.
The current tribes of the human race have become chaotic.
The eyes of the human race have been dealing with the crises of the heavens for many years, and the control of the human race's land has already become a kind of The state of disintegration.
A vast swamp emerged from the edge of the Imperial Court of Dayu, and scattered islands were dotted and densely packed.
On one of the islands with a radius of several hundred miles, the figure of Qingyang Huan appeared.
Except for Turtle Buxian, Shengyan Tiannv and others It's on another island.
After repairing for some days, the injuries he suffered from the lightning attack were now intact.
At this moment, he was standing on an isolated peak on the island, with a three-foot-long black sword hanging on his waist, covered with ferocious and obscure lines.
There was blood flowing in it, and at first glance it looked like human blood vessels.
This was Tu Sanchuan's human-demon sword.
Having this sword in his hand meant that Tu Sanchuan had put his life in his hands.
"I asked, is your clone dead?
Those people from the Jia Luo tribe are not fuel-efficient lamps."
In the past few days, Gui Buxian has also returned to his previous stubbornness.
"Huh huh, you're still trying to hide your little tricks from me.
Turtle Master is a good calculator.
Just by holding his claws, he knows that if you raise your buttocks, you can pull it down."
Bang Qingyang Huan was not polite to the guy who cared about food but not about fighting.
Suddenly, a big hole appeared on the mountain opposite.
The turtle that emerged from the hole was neither immortal nor angry.
"You must be dumbfounded, I have a shell" "" Qing Yanghuan twitched his lips and ignored him, but looked towards the sky.
He felt the arrival of the martial arts clone, an intoxicating aura, and a feeling that made people feel lost. click The void opened hundreds of feet away, and a breath of compassion washed in like a mighty river, rolling like a falling river from the sky. , "My lord."
In the compassionate holy light that filled the sky, the martial arts clone stepped out wearing a robe and a peaceful face
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