In a daze, Qingyang Huan understood why the old man in front of him suddenly seemed to be a different person, as if he had been reborn.
From the inside out, his flesh and blood and spirit had undergone earth-shaking changes. \ Previously, a wretched old man cheated and deceived.
He was paralyzing himself.
He was escaping and wanted to forget everything in the past.
For this reason, he ignored his image and was willing to endure the looks of contempt and become the target of others' ridicule.
Baopuzi has been promoted to the realm of kings, and can make the memory of a king indelible.
You can imagine how frightening it is.
What is it about that ancient outer continent that is so indelible that people use blood as a book and life as a guide?
Could it be that the vast land has no animal skins and pen and ink, so it must be written with life.
"Those who have set foot on the outer continent of the past generations, even if they do not have the power to change the world, are worthy of their clan.
They use their blood as a book and their lives as a guide.
They will use their last drop of blood to pave the way for those who come after them."
Baopuzi stood up straight, his face was withered, but he could not hide the rising flames in his eyes.
Looking at Baopuzi, Qingyang Huan tightened his grip on the leather in his hand.
The burnt blackness and blood stains on the leather were a bit dazzling at this moment.
"I'm old, I'm old.
The experience there broke my will and made me timid.
If I hadn't been promoted to the realm of kings by chance, I might have been buried on that continent.
I'm a coward, and there are three people traveling with me.
Only I don’t dare to die.”
"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of death, me" "I don't deserve the firepower, haha" Turning into a rickety appearance again, Baopuzi's body shrank into the old and wide animal robe, as if he was a turtle with a shrunken head.
He shrank back, as if he was very unwilling to be exposed to the sun.
He staggered up and grabbed He picked up the broken bowl beside him.
"The world laughs at me for being crazy, but they don't know that I want to be crazy."
Under the desolate words, Baopuzi moved the broken bowl in his hand towards Qingyang Huanshen and said: "These are the spiritual resources that I have obtained from warriors from all over the years.
I will give them all to you.
What qualifications do I have to enjoy them?"
These spiritual beings, I am no longer the fire bearer.”
"this" This scene made Qingyang Huan a little sluggish.
The person standing in front of him at this moment was no longer a king, but more like an old man in his dying years.
From the depths of Baopuzi's turbid pupils, he saw the silence and turbidity.
A glimmer of hope.
That is a long-awaited hope.
He even saw a request for him to accept these spiritual objects.
A king begged him to accept the spiritual objects he had begged for many years. , No matter how you think about this scene, it seems so absurd, but at this moment, Qingyang Huan couldn't detect the slightest bit of humor.
However, the next moment, without waiting for his consent, a mighty spiritual light arose in the broken bowl, turning into a huge waterfall like a great river, and fell towards him.
There were no less than a hundred various spiritual objects, which made People are dazzled.
Then, Baopuzi turned around staggeringly, staggered away like an old man in his twilight years, and disappeared into the mountains and valleys, leaving Qingyang Huan alone in a sluggish state.
"forward" His throat was surging, and when the words came to his lips, Qingyang Huan couldn't say them for some reason.
The map of the Little Wild Continent drawn in the blood book is densely packed with spiritual objects like a hill, and the king staggers around pretending to be crazy and acting stupid.
What kind of dragon pond and tiger den is on the small wild continent, which actually makes the king's spirit become silent and treat the world with absurdity and madness.
After putting away many spiritual objects and putting them all into the small world, Qingyang Huan tightened his grip on the human skin scroll in his hand.
His fate was mysterious and the way forward was elusive.
He did not expect to reach this point.
go with the flow When can he control his own destiny, but he fell silent after a moment.
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It seemed that this world wanted to control its destiny, which was extremely illusory.
Even the Human Emperor was running for the entire ethnic group.
The Martial Arts Hidden Dragon Monument, after Qingyang Huan left, caused some waves again.
Unexpectedly, this time the Fengwang Road would become the most prosperous in the past three thousand years.
Xiao Xingchen is ranked 31st on the Hidden Dragon List, and Qiong Wanli is ranked 39th on the Hidden Dragon List. , However, it is a pity that without him as the leader of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, these two people would definitely shine brightly on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
The presence of the Hidden Dragon Leader made them lose their luster.
But even so, for the entire southwestern land, the Hidden Dragon Ranking has remained unchanged in the past few sessions.
Not only has the leader been moved this time, but there are also three people on the list at the same time.
This made some older generation warriors who were secretly observing, constantly wondering whether the fortune of the southwest land was about to skyrocket. , However, these things, for Qingyang Huan, became less interesting after talking with the previous generation of fire masters.
Returning to the palace where he had been resting, he was looking for the human skin scroll in his hand.
After in-depth exploration, he discovered the mystery of this human skin scroll.
First, it requires a fire inheritor of the human bloodline to open it.
The skin scroll is imprinted with a bloodline curse belonging to the human race.
If warriors of other races peek, the curse will be revealed. will be stimulated.
A small scroll of human skin contains all the flesh, flesh and spirit of dozens of human race fire fighters, and even their souls have become the medium of the curse.
In this scene, Qing Yanghuan's will exploration made him feel more and more heavy in his mind.
The small human skin scroll was more like the tomb of the firemen of the Southern Wilderness.
Their blood and bones were condensed in the thin on the leather roll.
The spirit penetrated it, and Qingyang Huan suddenly felt that the world was spinning before his eyes, and his spirit and will entered a vast land of mountains and rivers.
There was a faint blood energy in the void here, and the air was filled with violence.
The fire fighters of all generations used their blood souls as guides to construct such an illusory time and space universe, which is as clear as a grain of sand.
After a long time, Qingyang Huan withdrew his mental will and looked a little tired.
In a daze, he felt the state of mind of Senior Baopuzi.
Even though he was dead, he was the only one alive who was tortured by his soul all the time.
Moreover, the Little Manghuang Continent is in the far east of the Eastern Wasteland, with the vast East China Sea in the middle.
Although he didn't say how he returned, it was enough to imagine how dangerous it was.
In the next few days, he went to the Fire Tower one after another.
As for the other young geniuses who gathered in Emperor Yu's Palace, some returned to their respective tribes, and some embarked on the journey again, heading towards Go to the middle region of the Southern Wilderness.
Although there is no opportunity for the martial arts Hidden Dragon Monument, the opportunity of a warrior is elusive.
There is no chance here.
Maybe a great fortune will come at the next moment.
The young Zhanxue embarks on the journey again with the momentum of looking at all directions.
Of course, the road ahead is not only filled with opportunities and good luck, but also with killings and calamities.
The road ahead is filled with misfortunes, and there are more corpses lying around.
Before leaving, Qian Hua Luo, Long Heitian, Xuan Guyang, You Qiong Xie, and even Qian Kun Mountain and Qian Kun Hai brothers all came to pay homage to him.
They left after a brief introduction.
Up to now, they had been in Wanqiong King's territory.
The competition has long since been blown away by the wind.
Everyone has their own way forward, no matter what the shape is.
"Everyone has left, the Southern Wilderness Central Territory.
From there and all the geniuses from all over the Southern Wilderness gathered together, they crossed the distant void and headed towards the ancestral land of the human race.
Over the past generations, warriors from all regions who were able to cross to the ancestral land , not one in a thousand.”
On the Flame Fire Tower, Old Ghost Bai's eyes were full of sighs.
He once embarked on the road to becoming a king just like these young warriors.
Fortunately, he had a good chance and did not die on the way.
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His strength continued despite the ups and downs of the years. was promoted and now became the guardian of the Southwest Fire Tower.
Qingyang Huan also stood on the Xinhuo Tower.
He already knew that although the Xinhuo Tower was located in Emperor Yu's Palace, it was actually an independent existence and directly obeyed the orders of the ancestral land of the human race.
Emperor Yu's Palace had the responsibility of guarding it.
But has no ability to interfere.
"Have you met Baopuzi?
Don't blame him.
Even if he was buried in Tianwai Continent, it would not help at all.
He was just a waste of life.
Being able to cross the void and bring back the bloody book with blood has already achieved It is not easy, but it is a pity that a king of our human race has fallen into such a state, and he still cannot escape the blame of his own heart. " Suddenly, the old ghost Bai turned his head, looked at Qingyang Huan, and said: "You should also prepare.
In a few days, we are going to the Eastern Wilderness.
If we want to cross the East China Sea and enter the Xiaomanhuang Continent, we will inevitably have to fight with the Hai Clan.
Some conquests.”
"good."
"The conflict between you and the Youchao Ancient Clan has been suppressed by the Fire Tower, but it is only suppressed.
If your strength continues to increase while you are alive, it will naturally not matter."
"Qingyang understands."
Qingyang Huan naturally understood what Bai Laogui said, but he didn't care much.
He was alone before, but now the Sword Emperor Palace has found him, and there are black-armored sword guards around, even if he stays in Xiaomanghuang Continent for a long time , there won’t be much of a problem.
This is his intuition and his confidence Next, he did not leave the Fire Tower, but found the black-armored warrior.
"I want my saintly face to join the Sword Emperor Palace and practice the top swordsmanship."
Hei Jia still had that cold look, and did not show any fluctuation in the face of Qingyang Huan's words.
This was his last-minute decision.
Originally, he wanted the Holy Beauty to return to Wanqiong King's Domain, but since there was a better place to go, he naturally had to choose a better one.
He believed that the black-armored warrior had a way to take Shengyan directly to the Sword Emperor Palace, his ancestral land, instead of having to rush through step by step like many geniuses who embarked on the road to become kings.
"this" The black-armored eyes showed fluctuations, with some hesitation.
"There are so many of this and that, otherwise I wouldn't go."
Seeing the hesitation in Heijia's thoughts, Qingyang Huan acted like a scoundrel.
He was naturally confident.
"Do you still need me to bring out the Sword Emperor's Order?"
After a few breaths, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but have thoughts in his heart when he saw that the warrior in front of him was still motionless.
"Okay, I will take the little girl to the Sword Emperor's Palace in my ancestral land to practice the supreme swordsmanship.
However, I must conceal her identity and ensure that you are safe in Xiaomang Wilderness."
"Okay, it's settled
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