Lying on the jade bed, Gui Buxian's little eyes squinted, looking at the various demon cores and scales hanging around the entire hall, shining with light, a sense of pride flashing in his little eyes.
These are all his trophies.
Each one was ripped off from the body of a foreign warrior at the half-king level.
This is just the beginning.
From now on, he will fill this hall with his trophies.
It is a pleasure to think about it.
"Ha ha" When Qing Yanghuan entered the main hall, he heard Gui Buxian lying on the jade bed and giggling.
He didn't even need to think about it to know that this little guy was daydreaming again.
"cough" Qingyanghuan stopped and coughed slightly, calling Gui Buxian back from his daydream.
"Ah, Huan, you're here."
Only then did Gui Buxian wake up from his fantasy and licked the corner of his mouth.
"Master Imperial Master, it seems your injury is not serious."
Seeing Gui Buxian's appearance, Qingyang joked, how long has passed and this little thing has gotten carried away again.
"Remember to care about Master Turtle's injury?
You have some conscience."
Gui Buxian snorted coldly, climbed up from the super large jade bed, and stared at Qingyang Huan.
Looking left and right, Gui Buxian's little eyes narrowed and he circled Qingyang Huan several times, making tut-tut sounds from his mouth.
"What's wrong" This aroused Qingyang Huan's curiosity.
When Gui Buxian came back from the altar, he called him over anxiously to find out what was going on.
"Ah Huan, think about what happened one after another before we came to this continent.
You embarked on the road to become a king, fought along the way, and created the destiny god of humanity.
Later, in the With all the experiences you have encountered, do you feel that although there are twists and turns, there seems to be an invisible line that guides the road ahead, from the southwestern land of the human race to today's small wild continent. " This is a very mysterious feeling.
Gui Buxian's words made Qingyanghuan fall into a kind of contemplation.
This feeling did exist for him, and it existed even before he set foot on Xiaomanghuang Continent a long time ago.
I believe that not only him, but anyone in the human race who has reached a certain level of cultivation, at least totem level or above, will have such an illusion inadvertently.
"Humanity and destiny."
Soon, Qingyang Huan came to his senses.
The invisible thread was the will of the entire human race, invisibly guiding the way forward for every human descendant.
"Yes, the reaction was much faster than I expected."
Seeing Qingyanghuan's reaction, Gui Buxian nodded proudly.
"Among all the races in the world, even a small race will have the phenomenon of conforming to the destiny of the clan.
This is the instinct of the destiny of the ethnic group.
The destiny is mysterious and illusory, but it does exist.
It affects every clan member.”
"What do you want to say" Qingyang Huan naturally knows what Gui Buxian said.
After all, he has personally communicated about the destiny of humanity and has gained insight into a small part of the secrets of destiny.
This is the foundation for an ethnic group to stand firm in the world and not be defeated. location.
"Don't interrupt, this is a set of words"
For his words to be interrupted, Gui Buxian was very unhappy and said: "You know, you know, you know, Lord Gui won't say anything anymore."
The arrogant little temper came up, and Gui Buxian immediately wanted to quit.
In desperation, Qingyanghuan could only start listening to Gui Buxian's long speech.
"In a group, there are kings, emperors, and even emperors, as well as ordinary warriors who are in the realm of gods and souls.
Different martial arts realms have different effects on the destiny of the ethnic group.
Naturally, they get the energy that comes from the destiny of the ethnic group.
Luck is different."
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"In addition, there are some extremely talented beings, or warriors whose actions have a significant impact on the ethnic group.
The luck blessed by them will also be different.
Generally speaking, the stronger the strength, the more qualified they are to influence the ethnic group.
If you make changes and protect more ethnic descendants, you will naturally receive more attention from the fate of the ethnic group."
"In other words, the distribution of luck among ethnic groups is unbalanced.
Some people have more people and some have less.
The amount of luck is directly reflected in the daily misfortunes and blessings of warriors.
Those with prosperous luck can survive even if they are in jail.
You can turn danger into safety, like you, or you can get good luck from heaven by traveling casually, like you, but warriors with weak or declining luck will encounter bad luck when they go out. " "You are the former" Gui Buxian stared at Qingyang Huan and said.
"Let's not talk about things on the land of the human race, just talk about the past ten years since arriving in Xiaomanghuang Continent, whether you escaped when crossing the East China Sea, whether you were in the Chenxiang Strait, or whether you were the Xinhuo Saint in these years.
Although the development of the temple seems to be on the edge of a knife, it has always been extremely lucky.
Including the manifestation of the emperor's tomb, we obviously wanted to make it fake, but it turned out to be real.
Do you dare to say that all this has nothing to do with luck?"
"Step by step, everything you have done has attracted the attention of human luck.
More and more luck is leaning towards you, pushing you to where you are now without knowing it, straight into Ziwei Deep in the Emperor Star, the dormant underground kingdom of the human race must be awakened, so it is an inevitable outcome from the beginning.”
"It can only be said that you are lucky.
If one of the firemen who came with you had taken a step ahead of you and received the mercy of human luck, then it would not be you who woke up from the Emperor's Tomb today.
It’s the one who gets the upper hand.”
"This is the luck of the ethnic group.
It can accurately capture the bloodline of the ethnic group.
Which bloodline can bring benefits to the entire ethnic group, or a dramatic change will be blessed by luck, pushing this transformation to its peak. degree.”
Seeing that Qing Yanghuan was deep in thought, Gui Buxian waited for a while but still didn't wake up, so he came forward and touched Qingyang Huan.
"Ah Huan, what did you think of?"
"Humanity's destiny is illusory, but it maintains the survival and reproduction of billions of people in the entire human race.
Even the emperors have to stay away from the operating rules and dare not have the slightest peep.
Now even if our guess is correct, it is just guess."
His eyes fell back on Gui Buxian, and Qingyanghuan's eyes became calm again.
"Why is this a guess?
If this is the case, Ah Huan, don't you know how much benefit you will get in the future?"
Seeing Qing Yanghuan's overly calm expression, Gui Buxian lost his composure.
"Let's start from the beginning and think about it.
Now that we have promoted the manifestation of the Emperor's Tomb, and what we see in the Ziwei Emperor Star, this means that the wheels of ancient times are turning.
Humanity's luck has chosen you, and the Emperor's Tomb has opened. , you are indispensable for the emergence of the underground kingdom, and humanity and luck will bless you."
"Luck comes to you, and good fortune is unparalleled."
Seeing Qingyang Huan, he still didn't believe it.
Gui Buxian flew up to the same height as his eyes.
"Ah Huan, you are a lucky person now.
If you don't believe me, just wait and see.
Let's make a bet.
What you are worried about right now is the human warriors who are trapped in the deep sea outside Xiaomanghuang Continent, right?"
"I'm not sure now whether the sea beast king will declare his own realm and come to the mainland."
"Master Turtle bets you that this is nothing."
I don't know where Gui Buxian got the confidence at this moment.
He said to Qingyang Huan confidently, as if he was very confident in his speculation.
The vision that covered the entire world has just receded, and the news of the emperor's tomb has spread throughout the entire Xiaomanghuang Continent.
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All races on the entire continent must have been alarmed.
Next, it is time for the demons to dance wildly.
On this continent, there are probably nearly a hundred races from all over the world that occupy the mountains, rivers and land.
The total number of kings, even one person and one palm is enough to beat him into powder.
At this time, if you are surrounded by these foreign kings, there will really be no way to survive.
Someone is coming At this moment, Qingyang Huan's expression suddenly froze, he grabbed Gui Buxian, put it on his shoulder, and disappeared into the Invincible Turtle Hall.
"The King of the Human Race's Golden Mountain."
To the south of Xinhuo Island, a golden stream of light, like thunder and fire falling from the sky, cut through the void and surged forward.
Wherever it passed, a golden-red track was left in the void, and the law of the sun circulated.
The moment he stepped out of Xinhuo Island, Qingyang Huan caught the burning thought, and at the same time, the aura of the same bloodline burst out without any cover.
King of the Golden Mountain After catching this idea, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
The reputation of this human king has not been spread on this land.
It is obvious that he is the hidden human king in Xiaomanghuang Continent.
In the past ten years, although he has not penetrated the middle soil of Xiaomang Wilderness, he also knows that there is a human royal tribe east of Zhongzhou, and there is also a human royal tribe south of Southern Wilderness.
The two royal tribes are the only remaining will of the human race to resist on the Xiaomanghuang continent, and they also represent the last fire of resistance of the human race on this continent.
Above the blue waves in the south of the Xinhuo Sea, Qingyang Huan saw the strong flames dissipating.
A strong man with flames all over his body stood on the sea.
A series of blazing little fire dragons wandered around the body under the shirt.
On the surface, large swaths of seawater are evaporated with every breath.
"The one who fuels the fire, Qingyang Huan" Although he has been crowned king of heaven and earth, he does not have his own title yet.
Every king is the heritage of the ethnic group.
There is a king hall in the ancestral land of the human race, which is the place where kings are given titles.
It's a pity that he is far away in Xiaomanghuang Continent, so naturally he cannot go to the ancestral land of the human race.
There is no need to think about the Jinshan King in front of him.
He has given himself a title so that he can travel on the earth more easily.
"Haha, okay, I've been holding back the old cow for ten thousand years, and finally a new king is born."
The scorching flames lingered from the Jinshan King's breath, the momentum was wild, blazing and hot.
"The King of Mountains and Rivers wants to penetrate Zhongzhou and contact you, but unfortunately he is trapped by the various clans.
Now let me come and contact you
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