The purple light in the chaos was crisscrossing, and it lit up the chaotic time and space that was like a quagmire.
The huge dragon shadow kept striking in all directions.
No one dared to rob the existence lurking in the darkness of all directions, and kept moving towards it.
Avoid in all directions.
Seeing the dragon shadow appearing, the Star Clock held by the Star Ancestor began to buzz.
Even though he tried his best to comfort him, he could not quiet the clock.
After being together for so long, he and Xingchen Zhong have already become spiritually connected.
Now that they are at the end of their rope, Xingchen Zhong understands what he is thinking and keeps wailing.
Ang Ang Ang The purple-gold divine dragon's entire body is made of dark gold and glowing with purple dragon scales.
Each piece is like a dazzling divine jade.
There are three huge dragon horns on the top of the divine dragon's head, and their curves are like pillars of heaven piercing the chaos.
Every time the huge dragon body dances, the chaos will ripple and roll up huge waves.
The chaos will be torn into turbulent currents, creating turmoil.
There was an existence deep in the chaos, bursting with unwilling anger, but did not dare to rush forward.
"You, you, do you want to be the enemy of the heavens?"
A dark shadow emerged from the chaos, like a giant python but with dragon horns, no legs under its belly, and feather wings on its back.
It was thousands of miles in size.
It crashed through the chaos and let out a roar.
The Purple Gold Divine Dragon grabbed directly in the direction of the sound, and suddenly thousands of miles of chaos exploded under the dragon's claws.
In the exploding chaos, the shadow escaped deeper and shouted loudly.
"Just wait and see how arrogant you can be."
"Look at me being so arrogant.
Why don't you come and beat me?
Why are you running away, you little eggless reptile?"
In the end, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon did not catch up, and a divine light flashed across the sky in the chaos, transforming into a young figure who looked no more than 20 years old.
Wearing a purple and gold battle robe, Zhang Hua is full of dragon patterns, flowers, plants, insects and fish, and wears a crown with twelve tassels facing the sky, covering part of his forehead.
Even so, you can still see a powerful expression, standing with his hands behind his back.
The world is like a mountain, stabilizing the swaying heaven and earth.
"come over."
At this moment, the young man who manifested his true form did not even look at Xingchen Ancestor and Fourth Tuo.
He looked directly at Qingyang Huan and shouted unceremoniously.
"ah" Suddenly, Qingyang Huan was startled and secretly thought something was wrong.
As early as the moment when the Purple Gold Divine Dragon appeared, he had already made a judgment in his heart.
No wonder Xingchen Ancestor wanted to create something for himself, or not, the root of it was here.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran.
He had an inexplicable realization that he would definitely be beaten if he stayed where he was.
"If you dare to move, I'll break your legs."
In an instant, a voice reached his ears, and Qingyang Huan's body turned halfway and froze in place.
Don't dare to move Don't dare to move
Bang With a soft sound, he felt a hit on his butt and his whole body flew out. boom Suddenly, he fell into chaos and received a kick on the butt, but before he could get up, he heard loud curses coming from behind.
"It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing, it's completely embarrassing.
You actually let an old guy from the Star Clan preach to you.
You, you, you, I, I, I will kick you to death." boom Qingyang Huan, who had just gotten up, suddenly felt another kick on his butt, and once again he fell into the thick chaotic air.
When Qingyang Huan finally crawled out of the chaos, his butt was still sore.
After all, he was the king of reincarnation, and he was the king.
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He was kicked in the butt, could he give him some face?
He thought angrily.
"Old guy, you can do it.
All the evil ideas are coming to us."
The young man in purple robe looked through the swaying tassels towards the Xingchen Ancestor, his voice was a little cold.
"Aren't you afraid that I will make your Star Clan completely extinct and disappear from this world forever?"
The ancestor of Xingchen is now a bachelor, and throws out the Xingchen Clock in his hand.
This is how it is anyway, you can do as you like.
"During the battle between Tiandi and Hongcheng, your master had just stepped onto the throne.
In the blink of an eye, his disciples had already reached the point where I admire them."
"Okay, okay, old guy, don't be sensational.
It won't work.
I tell you, it won't work."
The young man in purple robe waved his hand and looked at Fourth Tuo.
"Congratulations to Senior Tuo for his fourth reincarnation.
May you be blessed with the Holy Might."
Looking at the figure in front of him, Situo showed a wry smile.
He was one step behind back then, but he didn't expect that he would be falling behind step by step.
"You have killed the third corpse."
The young man in purple robe shook his head gently, and the tassel on his head swayed slightly, and said with a sigh: "The method of killing three corpses to cast a holy light passed down by the master back then was a new method created by combining ancient, immortal, spiritual and other people.
The answer is to skip the Nine Transformations of the Holy Ming, but the road is still as long as the eternal night, how difficult it is."
After the words fell, the young man's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan again.
"Uncle Master."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan was excited and quickly shouted with a smile that he felt was extremely friendly.
"Come here, I won't kick you anymore."
However, the next moment, Qingyang Huan felt that he was being forcibly imprisoned.
A spear broke out of his body uncontrollably, appeared in his hand, and stabbed towards the ancestor of Xingchen.
What the hell is this.
This made Qingyang Huan a little confused.
What was even more confusing was that when he saw the old chrysanthemum-like face of Xingchen Ancestor, he actually smiled when he saw the royal spear in his hand stabbing him.
Are all these things going crazy?
My little heart can't bear it anymore. puff The king's spear pierced the chest of Xingchen Ancestor.
The half-step holy body can already be called a quasi-holy body.
Even at this moment, Xingchen Ancestor has reached the end of his life and Qingyang Huan wants to pierce his chest.
It's all like a fantasy.
However, the result was that the king's spear pierced through the blood and bones.
Ancestor Xingchen's body trembled imperceptibly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It’s done.
The Star Tribe gained hope of life.
Qingyang Huan, who was in a state of confusion, saw the king's spear stained with the holy blood blooming with a buzzing sound.
He looked towards his uncle and saw him gently waving his hand, and a large crack opened directly in the chaos.
At the end is a dark world.
"Go away, you can't be crowned emperor within a hundred years, and you will be expelled from the school."
His body crashed into the cracked time and space like a meteor, and there was a whistling wind in his ears.
When he reacted, he found that he was standing in the world of Guixu.
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After the passage in the chaos healed, the purple-robed young man's eyes fell on the ancestor of Xingchen.
"I will place the Star Clan in a safe place to ensure that they will not be exposed to the crisis of genocide at the end of this era, but I will not care about it after the new era begins."
"Okay" Ancestor Xingchen nodded.
"Old friends, we have been fighting for so long, let's put an end to it."
The fourth Tuo did not make a sound, and for a moment, he fell into chaos and silence.
"Just catch up on old times, you two."
Suddenly, the young man in purple robe waved his hand, and his figure turned into purple light and soared into the sky.
It turned into a huge divine dragon that exploded like lightning for billions of miles before disappearing from the place.
Taichu Divine Realm.
"Dongji, if you steal my clan's god's throne, let him go like this."
In the midst of the divine mist, a ethereal and majestic heavenly voice spread in the divine mist, carrying a suppressed anger.
"The human half-saint possesses at least six or seven levels of combat power.
The God Emperor has not yet fully awakened.
Don't get into trouble now.
It is unimaginable that such a powerful person was born from a rising race."
"Hmph, when my god clan returns, I must let these humble bloodlines know who is the master of this world."
The god suppressing his anger thought about it for several breaths, but finally made no move.
As Dongji said, the Gods have at least half-saints with rank six combat power.
However, they are currently in the critical period of their return.
If they interrupt the clan's recovery, they will lose more than they gain.
At this moment, in the chaotic world above the Taichu Divine Realm, a purple light stood tall, suppressing the huge God Burial Star Realm in the chaos.
The figure in the purple light looked down at the desolate world
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