The ethereal divine voice spread throughout the surrounding starry sky, and the invisible light barrier floating over the temple complex completely melted, and the magnificent temple was displayed before the eyes of the warriors.
The rolling divine energy falls from the void, just like the pouring of rivers and galaxies, and every ray contains endless divine light.
For a moment, the kings around the God's Tomb were a little ready to make a move.
However, Mo Yuan stood outside the God's Tomb with a smile on his lips, which made the surrounding kings feel frightened and did not dare to rush into the God's Tomb for fear of offending Mo Yuan.
"Walk."
Qingyang Huan glanced in all directions, then took steps.
The four human kings leaning around him looked at each other, made a decision in their hearts, and followed his footsteps towards the tomb of the gods. .
Seeing this scene, the surrounding kings of all races showed expressions of gloating, wanting to see what would happen to the provocative demon.
However, the next scene disappointed them.
Mo Yuan's expression did not change at all, allowing Qingyang Huan and a group of human kings to walk towards the tomb of the god. how is this possible The eyes of the kings of the clans showed disbelief.
They couldn't believe that Demon Yuan was indifferent.
Could it be that the Demon King had restrained his temper?
It's not like that.
Qingyang Huan stepped forward and stopped outside the outermost palace of the temple complex.
"Hao Bo" The king of the human race who followed him couldn't help but stop, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mo Yuan actually didn't take action.
They were able to reach the current martial arts realm, and they were naturally thoughtful people.
Knowing that Mo Yuan didn't take action was probably because Hao Bo was here.
"You guys go in.
If you can get the inheritance from the gods, our human race will have one more powerful person in the future."
Qing Yanghuan said aloud.
What "Uncle Hao, you don't want to go in" King Linchuan spoke up, this is the inheritance of the gods, and Hao Bo didn't care.
"Go ahead."
Qingyang Huan didn't look back, and his voice remained calm.
He carries an ancient inheritance on his back.
To be honest, he really doesn't value the divine inheritance in front of him.
If it were the Tomb of God Taichu, he would still fight for it.
This divine curtain is too small now.
Getting or not getting it will not cause too much ups and downs in his heart.
Of course, even in a small god's tomb, there is a bottom line, that is, if the human race can't get it, other races can't even think of it.
"Brother Qingyang, thank you very much."
Zhan Tiange's eyes flashed, and he burst into laughter.
He became more and more certain that Qingyang Huan had entered the realm that he looked up to.
Who can reach the realm of the Samsara War King?
Who does not have a strong belief in himself?
No matter how good his position is, it can only be a foil for his own path.
This is his own general trend and will not be affected by external forces. changes.
After the words fell, Zhan Tiange clasped his fists.
Over the years, his combat power had also improved somewhat, and he had approached the level of quasi-powerful combat power.
Unfortunately, the joy of the improvement in combat power was extinguished when he saw Qingyang Huan today.
Then he walked towards the depths of the tomb of the gods, and disappeared into a temple in the blink of an eye.
The inheritance of the gods was still very attractive to him.
Seeing Qingyang Huan standing there, the surrounding kings were dumbfounded.
Earlier, Qingyang Huan took action and easily killed a sixth-level reincarnation king, which showed his strength.
Coupled with the fact that more than a hundred years ago, the fate battle platform outside the mountains and seas killed the powerful and talented people in the world, the name of Hao Bo of the human race was no longer unknown, and he was a member of the talented people in all the heavens.
Qingyang Huan stood outside the temple, obviously not wanting other ethnic groups except the human race to get involved in this divine tomb.
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For a moment, the eyes of all the kings fell on Mo Yuan.
As a lawless demon king, could he bear this tone?
Is there going to be a fight between dragons and tigers?
Where will the human Hao Bo find the confidence to face the devil?
"Arrogant, God will let it be arrogant, and it will surely perish."
"Damn it, it's not that easy to be alone.
The divine light has spread so widely.
The genius of our clan will arrive soon."
"Look at how Mozi will take action.
Mozi will not tolerate such a big loss."
Unfortunately, they were disappointed once again.
Not only did Mo Yuan make no move, but he looked at Qingyang Huan with great interest.
"I'll help you clear the place."
Suddenly, Mo Yuan's scarlet tongue licked the corner of his mouth and said something that made the surrounding kings feel incredible and even horrified. boom The next moment, Mo Yuan took action.
On a meteorite that was no more than a few hundred feet in size far away from him, a young warrior from the dwarf tribe became an unlucky ghost.
He was at the top of the King Realm in terms of combat power, and fell directly into Mo Yuan's hands.
It was crushed into a bloody mist.
Mo Yuan's sudden attack caught many kings off guard.
At this moment, there were no less than thirty kings of all races surrounding the tomb of the gods.
Each of them had at least the strength of the fifth level of heaven.
However, in Mo Yuan's eyes, they were no more than earthly chickens. dog.
Clear the place.
Seeing Mo Yuan take action, Qingyang Huan also showed a hint of surprise in the depths of his pupils.
The demon clan is indeed well-deserved, and they do whatever they want, regardless of friend or foe, it's all based on preference.
What Mo Yuan said about clearing the place was not asking for his opinion, but merely informing him.
That's all.
Demon Zi, who is famous in the world, took action.
It can be imagined that for a while, many kings were flying in the nearby starry sky, not daring to frustrate Demon Zi's edge.
In a short period of time, except for the four kings of the heavens who were killed in the hands of the original devil, the rest ran far away.
A very small number of warriors were looming even further in the depths of the void, obviously still reluctant to leave the tomb of the gods.
Opportunity.
After draining the blood and bones of the king from the ghost clan in his hand, Mo Yuan wiped the corners of his mouth with his dark hands covered with fine scales, revealing a hint of ferocity, and cast his eyes on Qingyang Huan again.
His eyes only fell on Qingyang Huan, and he seemed to turn a blind eye to the magnificent temple behind Qingyang Huan, as if the inheritance of the gods that made the kings of the heavens crazy were just like floating clouds.
Only warriors who are at a similar level will understand that Qingyang Huan is like this, and so is Mo Yuan.
Although the inheritance of Shinto civilization is good, for them, even if they get it, it is just the icing on the cake.
They have their own way, and other ways are either integrated or abandoned.
"You and I work together to kill Shen Luoxia."
The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth were surging, and his voice was calm, but with an unquestionable momentum.
This was not a discussion, but an order.
"benefit."
Qingyang Huan then responded.
As for Mo Yuan's tone, he didn't care.
It is naturally good to kill the Son of God, after all, he needs the gift of human luck, and then eliminate the curse behind him, and even eat up the luck of the zombie clan.
Carrying this curse makes people feel very uncomfortable.
The few human kings he had protected earlier had stayed away from the zombie clan's curse, but they did not dare to ask out loud what this phantom like blue smoke was.
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Buzz The next moment, Mako opened his palms the size of cattail leaf fans, and a wisp of black smoke rose from his palms, condensing into a half-foot-sized black crystal ball, which seemed to contain a world.
"The things in here are enough."
The black crystal ball was thrown towards Qingyang Huan.
Mo Yuan seemed very confident, and the contents inside made Qingyang Huan's heart move. buzz buzz Seizing the flying black crystal, Qingyang Huan grasped it in his palm, and his spiritual will instantly seeped into the crystal ball.
Suddenly, a black devil opened his heavenly mouth, trying to devour him.
However, the next moment, the fighting spirit in Qingyanghuan's spiritual world was covered with the green light of reincarnation, and struck out with one blow, shattering the demonic shadow, and the spiritual world returned to its clear color again.
Then, what existed in the crystal ball was clearly seen by him.
"good."
After a few breaths, Qing Yanghuan's spiritual will was withdrawn from the crystal ball.
Seeing Qingyang Huan, he reacted instantly.
The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth split open, revealing his ferocious fangs.
Naturally, he set up a little trouble for the crystal ball.
Since it did not cause trouble to Qingyang Huan, it also proved his strength.
"Then it's settled."
The next moment, the original figure of the demon turned into a monstrous demonic energy and disappeared into the starry sky
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