Divine wilderness.
In the lonely time and space of Guixu, continents floated around each other, forming a vast galaxy.
Each continent was shrouded in different colors, bright and gorgeous.
A purple-gold stream of light was like a divine lightning striking the sky, crossing the world and shooting out from the depths of the Divine Desolate Territory.
Behind it, a huge dark golden continent pushed across the void.
Rumble Wherever the Dark Gold Continent passed, all the continents it encountered along the way were annihilated.
The bursting fire light shot into the sky, and the whole world was trembling.
Two days later, Qingyang Huan crossed out of the depths of the Divine Desolate Territory and reached the edge of the Divine Desolate Territory.
A huge old turtle was wandering in the depths of endless nothingness.
A pair of divine eyes were like the sun and the moon, scanning the entire world.
Qingyang Huan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he felt that the old turtle chasing him stopped in the distance.
This turtle had chased him for hundreds of millions of miles, almost across the entire Divine Desolate Territory.
Of course, this old turtle is not the ancestor of Turtle Immortal, but a reincarnated god like the Deer God.
They were old enemies.
When he first entered the Divine Desolate Territory, he lived on the continent that was transformed into the old turtle's shell, and was hunted down by him once.
The strength of this old guy is not much worse than that of the Deer God.
Qingyang Huan prides himself on the Chaos Dao Fruit he has gathered and his combat power has improved.
He is still no match for this old guy.
Fortunately, he can run fast.
This is the junction area of the three realms: Divine Desolate Domain, Divine Fish Domain, and Divine Territory.
Old Turtle seemed to have noticed some taboo and stopped chasing him.
He was unwilling to step out of the Divine Desolate Realm.
After taking a deep look at the old guy, Qingyang Huan turned around and disappeared into nothingness.
This feud will only last a long time.
Today, he is not strong enough to fight.
When he is strong enough, he will come again to cause trouble for him.
The ancestor of Gui Buxian returned with the help of his hand.
He was deeply touched by the great power of this old bastard.
This was not Gui Buxian's half-hearted Bagua technique.
The mighty power of the Ancestor of the Divine Turtle is limited by the rules of heaven and earth.
It may not matter in his eyes whether it is the present or the past.
In fact, at the moment when the old bastard borrowed the Deer God's divine body to escape from the Star Mountain, he already knew in his heart that the scene he had experienced had been predicted step by step by the old bastard.
Even the confused little Gui Buxian didn't know that his ancestor had retained this skill.
This old guy has lived for too long.
He has already made up his mind to stay away from such an existence.
Otherwise, you will be easily affected by thunder.
Spreading his palms, an illusory astrolabe catalog appeared in his hands.
This was given to him by Feng Zhi.
The chance at Spacetime Tianquan made the relationship between the Void Spirit King and Haoyuan very close.
These are the footprints left by Feng Zhi walking in the world of Guixu.
Don't underestimate these small points of light.
These are coordinates that allow people to know their location in the world of Guixu.
Feng Zhi was born in the Divine Phoenix Territory.
It was rumored that he was the majestic being from the Divine Phoenix Territory who was sent to the Divine Tree Territory to look for the divine tree.
As for whether it was true or not, Feng Zhi did not respond directly.
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However, Feng had only traveled to several divine realms in the Guixu world, and was familiar with several nearby major realms such as the Divine Desolate Realm and Divine Realm, so he had this astrolabe catalog.
Two days later, Qingyang Huan stood in the dim void and sighed deeply.
He was lost.
Even though there were only footprints left by Feng, he was still lost in the endless darkness.
There is no north, south, east or west, no up or down time and space.
Surrounding all directions, in the depths of the sky and earth that can be seen with the naked eye, there are dots of hazy light, like stars in the starry sky.
However, when this hazy beauty covers your eyes and perception, you will understand how terrifying it is.
Ten days later.
There was still a vast nothingness around him, and he couldn't tell where he was.
In this world, his spiritual will expanded to the limit, and he still couldn't touch the breath of life.
It is not that there are no warriors in the Guixu world.
Warriors from all races are constantly coming in, and there are also descendants of warriors from all races over the years.
The total number is no less than the bloodline of a large clan in all the worlds.
However, at this moment, wherever his spiritual will touches, he cannot feel the breath of life at all.
They are all dead stars, continents, meteorites, rocks, and even dead bones, floating quietly in the void, as if they have been like this since ancient times.
The most terrifying thing in the Guixu world is the direction.
Even a powerful person like the Emperor cannot control it, let alone Qingyang Huan himself.
The time and space here are flowing, distorted, and constantly changing.
Even a void storm will change a large area of void.
Even if you have been moving in the same direction, you may actually be heading in the opposite direction without even realizing it, running counter to your destination.
As time went by, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
Previously, Shen Luoxia said that the Tomb of Taichu God in the God Burial Star Territory would be opened in a hundred years.
He had been away for such a long time this time.
If you can catch up with the opportunities in the Tomb of the God of Taichu, you can catch up.
If the world is not as big as the world, the opportunities are endless, and there are other opportunities.
However, he has been away from Haoyuan for so many years, and he doesn't know what's going on in the clan.
Twenty days later, a space wave like a river appeared under Qing Yanghuan's feet, rolling down from the endless depths.
Densely packed white bones floated in the space river.
The river is very vast, flowing out of nothingness.
Even the narrowest place is tens of thousands of miles wide.
The vast place is even millions of miles wide across the void, like a vast ocean.
The white bones floating in the river have long been decayed and full of cracks.
Under the gentle ripples of the waves of the space river, they were beaten into powder by fear and fell silent under the waves.
Having lost his way in the ruins, he saw this spatial river and couldn't let it go.
He followed the river straight, preparing to trace the source and see if he could find an accurate location.
Half a day later, his eyes were attracted by the white bones undulating with the waves in the distant river.
This is a skull that shines with divine light.
The skull was broken, with only most of the bone cover remaining, but it was over a hundred feet in size, shining with a brilliant purple marrow-like brilliance, filled with mist.
As if sensing the Qingyang Huan Qi, the skulls floating in the river buzzed, and their divine light suddenly became bright, evolving into several goddesses with fluttering skirts and robes.
Buzz
Then the goddess danced and let out a whimpering sound, her voice was like a cry, full of sorrow, desolation, and ancientness.
She danced to the extreme, the goddess bled, and her whole body collapsed in the divine light, telling the story of the god's unwilling fall.
Clang However, Qing Yanghuan's attention was soon attracted by a sword chant not far away.
A sword full of cracks undulated with the big waves.
"Tao clan."
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Feeling the ethereal aura coming from this broken sword, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed surprise.
However, the next moment, he shook his head slightly.
Even though it was the same misty and profound artistic conception, it was obviously different from the Tao clan.
Buzz The remnant sword clanked, suddenly escaped from the river of space, and fell in the air towards the skull of the previous god.
Suddenly, the sound of the sky was vast, and the divine light surged.
An illusory figure emerged from the god's skull, but it was no match for the immortal sword and celestial energy.
When everything came to an end, the god's skull was split in half by the broken sword, full of cracks, and finally the divinity dissipated and merged into the long river of space. buzz buzz The broken sword that smashed the skull of the god, a ray of fairy light splashed out, swirling around the fairy clouds, the spiritual energy was dense, there were vaguely fairy birds spreading their wings, Qionglou Yuyu was surrounded by the fairy mist, looming, making people feel a kind of spiritual ascension feeling.
Fairy.
This is an immortal weapon belonging to immortals.
Qingyang Huan narrowed his eyes, with the same misty aura, the mist on the broken sword was a bit cold, which was obviously different from the Tao clan.
Tao people understand that the heart of heaven is not without desires and desires.
When the Qinglian Sword Immortal appeared in the Outer Territory Fate Battle Platform, it was already shown that the Tao of the Tao clan has warmth.
As for immortals, they are too supreme and too cold.
At this moment, he saw the rays of light in the void where the Broken Sword was manifested, and a figure in the misty clouds.
His whole body was full of fairy spirit, exuding a kind of admiration that made people look up. puff.
While breathing, the waves hit, the phantom disappeared, and the broken sword was still the same broken sword, flowing along the big waves in the space.
Next, Qing Yanghuan saw more and more traces from Shinto and Immortal ways, including divine weapons, immortal weapons, divine bones, and immortal bones.
Unfortunately, without exception, they were all in dilapidated condition.
Even when he saw that some of the remnant soldiers still had their auras lingering on them and that their broken bones were still filled with spirituality, he did not take action to salvage them.
Can't get it.
This is a whim from his spiritual world, and whoever fishes it out will be buried in this space river forever.
Later, he saw in the river the bones of demons, saints, giants, and even humans in the heavens.
However, compared to the huge divine bones and immortal bones, the bones of all races were very rare.
Rumble After burning the incense, he went straight up the river and suddenly felt a big wave rolling up in the river.
Blah blah blah Huge waves rolled and surged, and big waves came one after another further away.
At the end that could be seen, a black shadow like a cockroach was pressing down the river.
A city.
An ancient city washed down from the river in space.
Close.
Finally, Qingyang Huan could clearly see the appearance of this ancient city, which was filled with a strong fairy spirit.
Perhaps it was because too many years had passed, and this ancient city was covered with thick ashes.
The immortal energy seemed to have been corroded by the years, becoming a bit dull and stagnant.
The ancient city is thousands of miles in size, with walls as high as 500 feet.
The pavilions, towers, and jade buildings have all lost their fairy light and been covered in thick ashes.
On the top of the city stands a statue of an immortal soldier holding an immortal spear and wearing immortal armor.
The pearls are floating in the dust, and the immortal armor is eclipsed.
From a distance, these immortal soldiers look more like pottery warriors.
Even his face seemed to be covered with a thick mask.
Rumble The fairy city just flowed down the river, but stopped on the water a hundred miles away from Qingyanghuan.
In an instant, Qingyanghuan's hair trembled all over his body, and the inner world seemed to turn into darkness.
A statue of immortal soldiers standing at the top of the fairy city did not move, but in his perception, they seemed to be looking towards him.
"Where is the Makino battlefield?"
The ethereal fairy sound sounded, roaring like the falling thunder of the Nine Heavens, and fairy patterns appeared directly in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world.
The ancient seal script of the immortal way, every stroke is like a dragon and a snake, and the wind and rain are coming when the stroke is finished.
This is different from the writing of this era, but it is slightly similar to the warriors of the Spirit Tribe, Feather Fairy Tribe and other tribes among today's ten thousand tribes.
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The fairy sound was so cold that Qingyang Huan felt that the void around him suddenly became frozen, and he felt that what he was facing was a pile of cold stones.
He had no idea what the Makino battlefield was.
Where is it again?
"Where is the Makino battlefield?"
Qingyang Huan made no move, and the cold fairy sound in the fairy city sounded again.
This time, a fairy sword manifested directly in his spiritual world, trying to tear his soul apart.
This sudden appearance of the fairy city filled Qingyang Huan's heart with anger, his fighting spirit roared, and he punched and exploded to shatter the fairy sword manifested in his inner world.
They all use the uncle's spiritual world as a battlefield.
Every one of them must die.
Damn it, the clay figurine still has three points of fire.
The same goes for the thoroughly dead Deer God and this guy who talks about immortality and mud.
Makino, what the hell kind of place.
"You are a slave of the gods" Before he could react, Xianyin came again, with a condescending question that towered over all sentient beings.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan had already made up his mind.
If you can't beat him, run away.
The world of Guixu is very strange, he knows it, but when this strangeness happens to him, it is not fun.
The dusty fairy city, the fairy soldiers turned into warriors.
Needless to say, he can figure it out with his toes.
This is an old antique left over from the immortal civilization.
I just got a Xuanyuan water control flag not long ago, and it has something to do with the immortal civilization, and now I met it.
Not only the immortals, but also the gods appeared more and more frequently.
This world was really lively.
It is the end of the era after all.
Clang The next moment, there was a sonorous sound, and Qingyang Huan saw a decayed figure appear on the top of the fairy city.
This figure is wearing petrified immortal armor, and there is no immortal energy at all, but it gives him a feeling of becoming an immortal.
"Damn it."
In an instant, Qingyang Huan's whole body was filled with blood, and the Chaos Taoist Talisman in his hand appeared.
He hit the incoming black light, and immediately exploded infinite divine light in the hundreds of miles of void between him and the fairy city.
Rumble The space in the sky surged with great waves, and an immortal spear broke apart and fell into the river like rubble.
After one blow, the immortal soldier who appeared at the top of the city did not take any more action.
The petrified head turned stiffly and fell on Qingyang Huan's body.
"Hey, fairy."
The ethereal fairy sound reappeared, and the immortal soldier seemed to have a hint of doubt.
He felt the taste of the same origin from the Taoist skills controlled by Qingyang Huan.
The immortal Tao was ethereal, superior to the nine heavens and the mortal world, and noble and boundless.
"Cultivation of my immortal spear, and raising my troops to attack sinners."
In a trance, the ethereal fairy sound sounded.
The sound was very weak at first, but soon it seemed that countless sounds were blending in.
"Heaven rules the sky, and the Immortal Emperor rules it."
The ancient immortal city that was silent a hundred miles away moved and drifted down again along the river without taking action against Qingyang Huan.
"The code is retarded."
Seeing the ancient fairy city getting smaller and smaller in the distance across the river, Qingyang Huan cursed secretly.
These immortal soldiers take action when they are told to do so, and leave when they are told to leave.
This is not a mental retardation.
Although he cursed secretly like this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw the fairy city completely disappearing at the end of the void.
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Only after he entered the world of Guixu did he realize that his strength was not enough.
In the Immortal Civilization Era, an era that was far older than the Shinto Civilization, this ancient Immortal City had not collapsed even after such a long time, and it even had to go to a battlefield.
Such weirdness should not be contaminated if possible.
Moreover, in the posture just now, the immortal soldier with the remaining spiritual consciousness seemed to have mistakenly thought that he was a slave of the gods before taking action, and then because of the chaos talisman he derived, he stopped taking action again.
This is the benefit of his creation of Dao Fruit.
His Borderless Dao integrates nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of Dao, and is only one step away from the Nawan Dao.
The Immortal Dao is naturally included in his Dao Fruit.
It can even be said that his Taoism can be freely connected with the Taoism practiced by all races in the world.
He had no choice but to walk along this river as he was lost in the world of Guixu.
After passing the dusty ancient city of Immortal Road, Qingyang Huan fell into strangeness again the next day.
This time, flowing down the river of space was a god.
To be precise, it is a divine corpse, stretching for thousands of miles, a huge and ultimate divine corpse.
Even though this god has fallen, the aura it exudes still makes Qingyang Huan retreat tens of thousands of miles away.
Looking from a distance, the huge divine body floats on the river, like a continent.
The divine corpse seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, with its hands clasped around its waist and a simple animal skin covering its body.
A blazing divine sun between its eyebrows slowly rotated, even more blazing than the sun in the sky.
Seeing this god, Qingyang Huan felt that the deer god he had seen before seemed to be just that.
He looked at the divine corpse from a distance and saw a sacred flower swaying in the heart of the divine corpse, flashing with divine light, and each spiritual leaf was slowly swinging in the divine light.
This divine flower made him feel a little frowned, and it gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
However, when he tried to sense it carefully, his spirit and will would be impacted by the vast divine power.
It is true that this god has fallen, but his divine power still exists and cannot be touched by outsiders.
"Um."
However, the next moment, his brows furrowed, and a hint of surprise appeared in his pupils.
On the body of this huge divine corpse, he saw hundreds of densely packed illusory threads, which were pulled to various parts of the corpse's body.
If a warrior larger than the divine corpse appeared at this moment and picked up these thin threads, the divine corpse would be like a puppet on strings.
Marionette.
In an instant, this word flashed through Qing Yanghuan's spiritual world like a lightning bolt.
"What the hell."
He couldn't help but curse in his heart, it was like a wolf's den just after he got out of the tiger's mouth.
Unlucky year He doesn't even have to think about daring to covet the existence of the divine corpse now, and he can't afford to offend him at all.
This divine corpse is thousands of miles in size.
Although the strength of a warrior does not depend on the size of a warrior, the previous Deer God pales in comparison to the aura exuded by this divine corpse.
He estimated that when the Deer God was at its peak, his combat power was probably similar to that of the great emperors in the mountains and seas today.
He might be a weaker existence among the great emperors.
As for the specific combat power, he was not sure.
After all, he was still just a small king.
That’s all.
However, the corpse in front of him has been dead for who knows how long, and the aura it exudes is even more tyrannical than the Deer God.
In such a scenario, how dare you take the courage of an ambitious leopard and override the existence of the divine corpse?
Could it be that all my good luck has been used up?
I am so unlucky.
My teeth are stuck when I walk in the clouds and drink cold water.
I hit my heels when I fart.
Now I get lost when I walk around.
First I encountered the ancient city of the Immortal Civilization, and now I encountered the Shinto Civilization.
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Divine corpse.
God is playing with me.
Walk In an instant, Qingyang Huan reacted and quickly left the place of right and wrong.
However, when he realized all this, haha Deep on the shore on the other side of the space river, shadows slowly emerged from the darkness and stood in formation.
These figures exude a strong aura of death, and their figures are even more bizarre.
Monster race, saint race, human race, blood race, ancient race, spirit race, spirit race Different ethnic groups, but exuding the same death aura, stood quietly in the void, their eyes closed, and gusts of evil wind blew up in the void.
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