"The blazing blood actually suppressed the blazing golden sun, and a faint form of the Golden Crow appeared, probably refining the creation of the two holy sons of the Golden Crow.
"What a pity, Holy Son of the Golden Crow.
Thousands of years of fighting have become a stepping stone for the human race.
Even the blood and bones have become the nourishment for the human race to improve their combat power."
"It is rumored that some people with great luck and great talents can advance their combat power by thousands of miles with just one epiphany, which is comparable to hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation by outsiders."
"With him, it's impossible to practice a thousand miles a day."
Feeling the scorching heat coming from Qingyang Huan's body, as well as the divine light that was constantly splashing, some warriors suddenly guessed something, and many warriors' eyes flickered with envy.
There is also a hint of jealousy in this kind of envy.
The creation of the Golden Crow Saint Son.
This man was the master who killed two Golden Crow Saint Sons in a row.
He did not see that the first Golden Crow Saint Son who was killed had already transformed into the manifestation behind him.
His bloodline has taken shape.
I just don’t know what kind of destiny the Second Golden Crow Holy Son, who is more powerful than the Sixth Holy Son of the Golden Crow, will be like.
In response to the various looks cast by the alien races in the sky, warriors sneered in the direction where the human race was standing.
These alien races just couldn't see the good of the human race.
I, Uncle Hao of the human race, was a being who was enshrined by the Emperor of Humanity himself.
Why can’t my combat power be so great?
The Sixth Holy Son of the Golden Crow was born with blood.
Didn’t he transform into Lord Haobo’s golden crow god form in just a few days?
The aura belonging to the Golden Crow tribe was completely washed away.
Foreigners, go away with envy, jealousy and hatred In the divine light, the eyes of Shen Luoxia, the divine son of the Shentian Clan, also fell on Qingyang Huan.
Compared with the superficial knowledge of other warriors, his pair of divine eyes shone with something strange.
The purple-gold divine light flowing around Qingyang Huan's body is filled with wildness and wildness, and the desolation and simplicity contained in it are no better than the ancient mountain and river gods condensed by the Golden Crow Holy Son, and even the aura vaguely released is stronger than it. .
"Purple Gold" A flash of understanding flashed deep in her pupils, and Shen Luoxia whispered: "What a pity."
It can be said that Shen Luoxia's every move is being watched.
After all, his followers have been bloodying the Human Race's destiny battle platform one after another.
His master has not shown the slightest expression, so it is no wonder that people are suspicious.
You must know that his reputation in the heavens has been passed down for a long time.
He is as domineering as Mozi Mo.
He is also aware of the strangeness in the eyes around him.
Unfortunately, the interests of the clan are as important as mountains and rivers.
At this moment, Prince Youchao, Qinglian Sword Immortal, Mozi Mo Yuan, and Little Thunder King were all paying attention to him, so the slight fluctuation of Shen Luoxia attracted the attention of several people.
Due to luck, several beings whose combat power reached the limit of the Samsara King Realm had already noticed a slight difference in the origin will of their respective ethnic groups.
The little Thunder King was lying high on the Thunder Chariot.
The killing in his eyes had turned into a thunderous ocean.
Originally, the chariot he was sitting on was not far from the ancient ships of the gods.
However, at this moment, a distance has been gradually opened. .
The bright giant's shining sun was fighting on the battlefield of blood and destiny.
His destiny was plundered by the human race Ji Zhou.
For Little Thunder King, he was naturally happy to see it.
The two lines of Thunder Giant and Light Giant are incompatible with each other.
If Guangyao Sun dies here, it is equivalent to cutting off the line of Light Giant and the future emperor and strong man.
Even if Guang Yao Sun fails in the future, becoming the King of Life is still a sure thing. .
The fact is that no matter how much competition there is between the Thunder Giant and the Light Giant, both lines belong to the giant clan.
Together with the silver, bronze, and gold giants, they form a complete giant clan.
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This is Cut off the relationship between the bones and the tendons.
Maybe you couldn't see anything in the past, but when Guangyao Sun stepped onto the Luck Battle Platform, the general trend he represented was the entire giant race.
Above the Luck Battle Platform, the luck of all the races in the sky gathered into a divine eye. , penetrate the starry sky.
Just after Guang Yaori was killed, he clearly noticed the aura of the giants hanging over the Luck Battle Platform, and it suddenly weakened.
Yes, Guangyao Sun is just a king.
In the giant clan where the giant king has come to the world with such momentum, he simply cannot know what he can do to represent the entire giant clan.
However, don’t forget that luck is illusory and is in a kind of balance.
The other waxes and wanes.
Previously, the luck of the giants had weakened a little, and then the luck of humanity became stronger.
One shining day is nothing.
What if there were ten and a hundred shining days?
Wouldn't the luck of the giants be like a river pouring down and the sky embankment burst?
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At this moment, the eyes of the Little Thunder King became more and more ferocious, and the sea of thunder surrounding him became more and more oppressive.
Now that the Giant Emperor is old, and the line of Thunder Giants has been prosperous for three generations, the future of the Emperor will be great.
If his grandfather is Being crowned emperor will inevitably lead to him becoming the new emperor of the giant race in the future.
At that time, the vision of the Thunder Lineage will be the entire giant race, and the Light Lineage will also belong to its command.
It was precisely because of unwillingness that the Guangming lineage had frequent contact with the Shentian Clan.
This relationship even made the Thunder Clan very angry.
Guangyao Ri became a follower of Shen Luoxia as a direct descendant of the Emperor's blood.
Not only did Guangyao Ri, There are many warriors in the lineage of the Bright Giants who have close contacts with the powerful men of the Shentian Clan. click In an instant, thunder suddenly fell from the sea of thunder conceived in the eyes of Little Thunder King, and a bolt of lightning traversed the entire starry sky.
At this moment, he caught a key idea.
Over the past hundred years, a total of nine young people of the good relationship between the Giant Clan and the Shentian Clan have fallen.
If you include Guang Yaotian, then there are ten, not counting the fallen clan members of his Thunder Giant lineage.
There are not many giants in the clan, but each of them can be regarded as a genius to the outside world.
Even if they do not practice cultivation and reach adulthood, they will reach the ultimate combat power of half kings.
The natural combat power of the giants is enough to compete with low-level kings.
Each of these fallen people had good talents, possessing the imperial armor and royal blood.
Ten tribesmen who have fallen in a century are indeed not too many, but for the giant tribe, it is really too many.
The giants are not a group of monster brats like the monster tribe.
They are fighting every day, and they don't feel bad even if they have many blood descendants.
What's more, every dead one is an existence in the world of kings, and they all hope to be emperors in the future.
Even if they don't become emperors, according to the background of the giant clan, there is no big problem in entering the realm of kings.
This is equivalent to the giant clan losing ten future life kings at once.
More importantly, the reproduction of the giant clan is not as good as that of the monster clan.
The offspring are all in the nest, and the number of clan members born every hundred years is fixed.
The loss of ten geniuses in the past century is enough to cause considerable fluctuations in the future of the giant race, but he didn't pay much attention to this before.
Suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, the coldness in Xiao Lei Wang's eyes returned to its original state.
He needed to take a good look, look again, and look again.
Little Thunder King's fluctuations were not hidden from Shen Luoxia, but his expression fluctuations did not change.
Guangyaori died on the human race's fate battle stage, and his skills were inferior to others, that's all.
This is not only true for Guangyao Sun, but also for the Two Holy Sons of Golden Crow, Ling Moxie, Shi Zhongyu, and the Five Elements Spirit Clan.
Skills are not as good as people.
Compared to Little Thunder King, Prince Youchao and Qinglian Sword Immortal, although they also noticed the difference, did not think about it so deeply.
They only felt that there was something abnormal about Shen Luoxia.
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The appearance of these two people was to take charge of the Fate Battle Platform, so that the foreigners would not take away the main position.
If the Fate Battle Platform established by the human race was occupied by foreigners, it would make the world laugh.
As for Mo Yuan, his eyes were constantly staring at the surroundings, and the demon cloud was so confusing that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Several days have passed since the conquest of the Luck Battle Platform.
Many geniuses were on the battle platform.
At this moment, Emperor Jiuyou, the emperor's son, took action, and opposite him was Gui Jianchou from the ghost clan.
The entanglement in Jiuyou Huangquan can be said to be particularly enmity between Emperor Jiuyou and Gui Jianchou.
Chirp Qingyang Huan couldn't care less about watching the battle on the Luck Battle Arena.
The cries of the Golden Crow kept ringing in his body.
In the 90% Blood Yuan Realm of his body, there were more than 100,000 little ones contaminated with his blood.
Golden Crow.
Every cry made the whole body tremble slightly, but among the cries of more than 100,000 little golden crows, wisps of golden divine light intertwined, forming a simple golden crow talisman deep in his flesh and blood.
This Taoist talisman is like a golden eye, with a golden crow spreading its wings deep in the pupil.
Zuwu Divine Eyes The so-called ancient mountain and river god form turned out to be a fragment of Zuwu's eye
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