"Shengfeng has been injured by the restriction in the void, so he went to heal.
Suddenly, the King of Holy Light opened his mouth, then closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged not far from the stone statue of Baxia.
He didn't care about the expressions of the kings of the surrounding clans.
He didn't care whether he believed it or not.
Anyway, he believed it.
Seeing the appearance of King of Holy Light, King Lingyao's eyes flashed with coldness, but it disappeared in a moment, and he turned to look at the stone statue of Baxia with a smile on his face.
Baxia, the descendant of a true dragon, can bear the weight of mountains and rivers.
Therefore, Baxia is often seen not only in the tombs of the human race, but also in the tombs of strong men from all races in the world.
Therefore, a stone statue of Baxia has been growing since childhood.
Appearing from the depths of the world and carrying a heavenly monument did not surprise the kings.
Now they are all trapped here.
If they can't find a way out or can't find the entrance to the emperor's tomb, will they be trapped here for a whole day?
The small world under the tiankeng is perfectly integrated with the tiankeng.
It is like a primitive wild world, with majestic ancient mountains, ancient forests, dark and rich atmosphere.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see the undulations of the earth.
The hills are like clusters, as if there is a big dragon hovering over the earth, exuding a vague and vague aura of vastness.
In the far reaches of the small world, there are vast ancient forests, rich vegetation, and twisting ancient trees.
Thick vines are like black pythons hanging from big trees, or crawling on the ground.
A thin figure wearing black armor flickers in the thick vine forest.
This is a face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
The black-armored arms are as dry and slender as skin and bones.
The fingers are like sharp claws.
The pupils of a pair of eyes are bright red.
Under the long nose, the fangs are sharp.
However, the speed of the figure is very fast, almost like Stepping on the veins of the void.
The floating clan.
In the heavens, there is a race that is not very famous, and the number of its people is not large.
Moreover, this race is very unorganized and is not as integrative and powerful as other races.
Moreover, this race is not only disunified, but also cannibalistic.
If two members of the same kind of floating race are not directly related to each other, they cannot meet each other.
If they meet, one of them will surely fall and be devoured by the winner.
However, it is undeniable that this kind of race with a very small number of people in the world has special blessings that are enviable.
There is a special kind of blood flowing in the body of the Floating Sky Tribe.
This bloodline is very similar to space and can capture the abnormal movements of the space veins.
If a warrior is targeted by the Floating Sky Tribe, it is rare that he can escape the pursuit.
Of course, the bloodline of the Floating Sky Clan is not only used for tracking, but more importantly, for exploring traces of the past.
Even if many years have passed, traces may be captured by the Floating Kong Clan on the space veins.
No matter how small the clues are, they will be infinitely magnified by the blood perception of the floating clan.
The thin figure's hind legs were unusually strong and strong.
With a sudden kick in the void, he had already traced the veins of space and glided hundreds of miles away without any fluctuation in blood power, especially because he was relying on the void.
On the veins, there were no ripples in the void wherever it passed.
"My lord, please punish me for your incompetence."
The monster warriors of the Floating Sky Tribe submerged themselves into a desolate ancient forest.
The Saint Nirvana King Yu Shengfeng sat cross-legged in the depths of the ancient forest, his whole body shining with holy light.
"Kong Ling, please get up.
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This is the tomb that the emperor built for himself.
Even when he opened up the small world and caused fluctuations in the void, too long has passed.
I don't blame you for not being able to capture the context of time and space. " After hearing the feedback from his subordinates, King Sheng Nirvana did not show any disappointment in his eyes.
"Lord, what should we do next?"
Kong Ling was still prostrate on the ground, the tyranny flashing in his bright red pupils, which he did not dare to show in front of King Sheng Nirvana.
"We are trapped here.
The human race on the Xiaomanhuang Continent finally has the opportunity to start making trouble.
Do you think there are too many races on the Xiaomanhuang Continent now?
Let's not talk about resources.
Just on the matter of besieging the human race, there are too many races with too many opinions, arguing endlessly for a decision. " King Sheng Nirvana made a sound, but Kong Ling lay on the ground and did not make a sound.
He had been following King Sheng Nirvana for too long, and he was already very familiar with it.
King Sheng Nirvana said this not to really discuss with him.
It is true that he is a king, but he is just a slave in front of the Holy Nirvana King Yu Shengfeng.
When he was just born, he was captured by the Saint Botian Royal Family and entered into a master-servant totem contract with Yu Shengfeng.
His life and death depended on Yuyufeng's thoughts.
The Botian Royal Clan is an ancient royal family that has been inherited by the Saint Clan for millions of years.
At the peak of the family, there was even a king who was the king of the seventh heaven.
He was almost to be crowned emperor.
He was called the Quasi-King of the Saint Clan.
The Imperial Bloodline Family.
It can be said that apart from a few major imperial clans among the Saints, the Botian Royal Clan is enough to be ranked among the peak royal families, and Hanyu Feng is the bloodline with the best talent in the contemporary Botian Royal Clan, and the bloodline is the one closest to the original peak life king.
He came to Xiaomanghuang Continent just to settle down his bloodline.
The Botian Royal Family did not want him to be too prominent.
The bloodline closest to the quasi-emperor has great hope of becoming an emperor.
In order to become an emperor, the Botian Royal Family It can be said that a lot of effort has been put into it.
I just didn't expect to encounter the human tomb.
The opportunity of the human tomb is consistent with the pursuit of the Botian royal family for generations.
If we can get some opportunities from the imperial tomb, then the Botian royal family will be closer to the real imperial clan.
As his thoughts flowed, Kong Ling's body prostrated even lower, and the fine Qinglin under the black armor shone with a faint light.
"The two wolf kings of the demon tribe are a big threat.
The wolf king is tyrannical and the wolf king is cunning.
They might get their way, so we have to guard against them."
"There are also the Blood Clan and the Yu Clan.
You go and follow the Yu Clan secretly.
This race is amazing.
It has not been truly destroyed."
"promise."
Kong Ling accepted the promise and disappeared into the forest.
Yu Shengfeng, who was sitting cross-legged in the forest, spread out his hands, and what appeared was a disk that shone with dim golden light.
It was perfectly engraved with various fine sacred texts, as densely packed as small ants huddled together.
"The Botian Imperial Clan is a person of awe and honor."
Rubbing the golden disc in his hand with his big hand, a burning heat flashed in Hanyu Feng's eyes, and there was a firmness in the depths of his pupils, a determination that he was bound to win the opportunity of the Emperor's Tomb.
Even though his bloodline is infinitely close to the ancestor of the Ming King Realm, and he has the hope of climbing to the throne of the emperor, the hope is just a hope.
If it does not become a reality, it can only be an illusion.
If he can get the opportunity in the emperor's tomb, then Feng The emperor's hope will be greater.
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The premise is that he needs to face more than 60 competitors.
Rays of golden light appeared in the golden disk in his hand, and the light splashed in all directions, heading towards the west of the small world.
In the other direction, the desolate mountain forest is filled with ghostly aura, and it is as gloomy as a ghost descending, with illusory ghost shadows filling the air, teeth and claws showing, and the ghost's face is ferocious.
Deep in the mountain forest, three dark illusions are between illusion and reality.
The three kings of soul, ghost, and ghost gather together, making this wild forest truly transformed into ghosts, monsters, and ghosts.
"The humans on the mainland don't worry about him for now.
The tomb of the human emperor is important."
A misty, gloomy, and illusory voice came from the Ghost King's mouth, and he stood there like a ball of black smoke.
"hehe."
A charming female voice with a charming aura sounded, and in the overwhelming ghostly aura, a graceful Meizu Queen stretched her body, and suddenly the spring scenery was unobstructed.
"If you want to watch it, just watch it.
You look so horny but still ashamed, you thought I was trying to seduce you."
"Shoot."
The Soul Clan warrior snorted nonchalantly.
"Those human races can't be cared about now.
Look at all the kings staring at this place like hungry wolves.
The human races on the mainland are just minor illnesses.
The emperor's tomb is the biggest opportunity in front of us.
We must not let the saints The people from the tribe got there first.”
"Although the demon clan is in the same camp as us, but the emperor's tomb is in front, so let's not talk about this camp.
What's more, the two guys who came this time are in a mess.
They are insidious and cunning.
We should stay away from such cunning people.
A little, otherwise you will be happy if you are tricked by them.”
In the ghost king's cloud of black smoke, a dark red will-o'-the-wisp jumped more and more fiercely.
"Be careful.
There are weird things everywhere in the Emperor's Tomb.
All races are on their guard.
I guess there will be strange phenomena manifesting in the Emperor's Tomb.
Then we will see how to take action.
But before doing it again, we need to recruit some helpers.
For good.”
"They say they are all scheming, so I'll listen to you."
King Minghun responded in agreement.
"Mei Luo, I'll leave it to you to contact the king of the close race."
The Ghost King's voice floated to Queen Meizu's ears.
"Both brothers have made a decision, and the younger sister has no choice but to obey.
I see that the blood clan and the bone clan are relatively close, so I will contact King Xuegui.
As for the skeleton wrapped in a rough animal robe, you can go and contact him."
A shy voice came out, and Queen Meizu's waist twisted, giving off a sullen aura.
Blood Clan, Ancient Clan, Spirit Clan, Bone Clan, Dwarf Clan, Wind Spirit Clan, Jade Clan Kings of various ethnic groups, large and small, kept gathering together, either three or five, or two or three.
For a time, in the entire underground world, undercurrents surged among the kings of all ethnic groups.
Faced with the temptation of huge opportunities, every one Kings all have their own plans in mind.
The great creation is right in front of us.
Even members of the same race will act against each other, not to mention the alliance that is not very reliable.
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The light camp and the dark camp in the sky are completely in chaos.
The race to which the light camp belongs and the race to which the dark camp belongs , no longer care.
In the ancient burial ground.
A vortex of blood-colored energy reaches a height of several thousand feet, rising straight from the ruined land of bones below into the clouds of space.
In the blood-colored vortex, a 60-foot-tall figure sits cross-legged, frantically absorbing the rich blood-colored essence.
Blood energy like a river of blood was swallowed into the body and turned into nutrients derived from flesh and blood.
The blood energy roared like a thunderstorm, and rays of magical light continuously flashed out from the body
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