"The Shentian Clan is derived from the Saint Clan but is stronger than the Saint Clan.
It has inherited some of the blood of the gods.
How can it be broken at a glance?
The human race is arrogant."
"The strong men of the human race are too trusting.
Descendants of the bloodline of gods have reached the quasi-emperor level.
I am afraid that the divine blood in their bodies has long since transformed to an extremely pure state.
It is almost impossible to wipe out the divine blood."
"I wonder which master of the Shentian Clan this quasi-emperor from the Shentian Clan is?"
In the starry sky, kings from various tribes spoke, with inexplicable divine light shining in their eyes.
The battle of quasi-emperors is rare in all the heavens and worlds.
Most such existences will not be born easily, unless there is a great opportunity to appear in the world.
Over the long years, too many strong men have been born among all races.
With the passage of time, the reputations of many strong men have been obscured by the years, making it difficult for people to discern which one they are.
"From the time I became queen, over the years, anyone who dared to talk to me like this was buried in nothingness."
After the reorganized divine body, Shen Qingtian, the Lingyun behind him became more and more dazzling, with long golden hair falling on his shoulders, and the divine clouds surrounding his body, bursting out with terrifying energy.
His tone became colder and colder, and Qingyang Huan shot him through the body and exploded his body.
This was something he had never encountered in thousands of years.
Ever since he crossed the Ming King Realm and reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm, the warriors who dared to disobey his will have disappeared.
Even in the Shentian Continent, the Emperor Realm strongmen in the clan will give him corresponding courtesy.
In this vast world, there is even the supreme emperor, the most powerful emperor.
But under the throne, he is enough to occupy a place.
Under the throne, he may not be the strongest, but he is definitely not the weakest.
At this moment, a descendant of the human race was brazenly talking about breaking his immortality.
This was a humiliation for a quasi-emperor.
He has been famous for thousands of years, are the younger generation so arrogant?
Buzz The golden hair danced wildly, making a hunting sound, and the whole world seemed to be humming.
The three pairs of golden feathers behind him flapped, turning into a violent wind that filled the nine heavens and ten earth.
These three pairs of golden feathers represent his supreme golden bloodline in the Shentian Clan.
The Shentian Clan, which is transcendent from the Saint Clan, has awakened the divine blood hidden in its body.
However, the awakened bloodline may be strong or weak, which naturally divides the clan members into three, six or nine levels.
In the Shentian Clan, gold is the most respected bloodline, followed by silver.
The lowest level is bronze divine blood, and there is also some waste blood that is inferior to bronze bloodline.
Those who have awakened the waste blood are the lowest members of the tribe, with almost no martial arts talent, and have been mediocre all their lives.
If the clansmen who have awakened the bronze bloodline do not evolve their bloodline, their strength will stop at the true level.
The silver bloodline above the bronze has enough chance to cultivate to the extreme of the mortal realm, ranking as the ultimate half-king.
If the bloodline changes by chance, there may be a chance to ascend to the throne.
Of course, this chance is very small.
Above the silver, there is the golden bloodline, which has a high chance of ascending to the throne, is as powerful as God Qingtian himself, has reached the quasi-emperor state, and the bloodline in the body has also reached the peak state of golden divine blood.
On top of the golden bloodline, there is also the purer purple-gold bloodline, but there are only a few of this kind of bloodline in the entire Shentian Clan.
Buzz
Along with the flapping of three pairs of golden feathers, dazzling light swept across the world, and the divine armor on Shen Qingtian's body burst into light.
Behind him, the void gradually stagnated, and an indescribable majestic sacred mountain gradually solidified, filled with the atmosphere of ancient wilderness.
The ancient aura impacts the spiritual world of every king in the four directions, as if there is a supreme existence in that sacred mountain that all warriors can worship.
Light rose from the top of Shenyue Mountain and spread throughout the world.
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Shen Qingtian's whole body seemed to be bathed in the ocean of light.
He was dressed in golden armor and looked like he was made of gold.
"Ancient Guangming Mountain" Feeling the dazzling light covering the sea of stars, the king raised his eyes slightly, as if he remembered something.
"He is the bright god king of the Shentian Clan, Shen Qingtian."
"Under the Guangming Mountain, bathe in the light, and the God of Heaven pours over the world."
What "It turns out to be this Lord, the Lord of Light who inherits the blood of the ancient God of Light."
For a moment, the stars in all directions captured these wandering spiritual wills, and they did not expect that the strong man from the Godly Clan in front of them was actually this person.
But it makes sense to think about it, how could such a being come out of the mountain for the sake of creation, and meet a human race that carries great destiny and understand the ways of the heavens, so that they can be induced to take action.
"Eight thousand years ago, in the vast starry sky of Fengluan Star Territory, light shrouded it and melted the entire star territory.
It was known as the God of Light."
Buzz In the intertwined words of warriors from all directions, the God of Light turned to the sky, and his whole body turned into a big sun, flying in the center of the sea of stars.
It was filled with supremely sacred, noble, and vast light, covering the entire galaxy.
It was like a bright hell for tens of thousands of miles, and everything was shrouded in light.
The Holy Mountain of Light emerged behind it, and an ancient hazy divine shadow stood on top of the sacred mountain, shining with divine brilliance that tore apart the nine heavens and ten earths. ancient god of light At this moment, even Huang Mu's eyes, which were standing on Kui Niu's back, became solemn.
The Light God System has been a powerful inheritance throughout the ancient era of gods, even stronger than the Kuafu God Clan at its peak.
Several generations of light gods in the ancient light god system have the power to peer into the most powerful god.
The majestic light power envelopes the past and present, spanning time and space.
The divine power of light enveloped the starry sky, and the God of Light evolved the ultimate light method to the extreme.
He had practiced for nearly ten thousand years, and his light combat method had long been cultivated to the level of perfection.
In just an instant, the way of light was pushed to its peak level in his hands, and the ancient god of light standing on the mountain behind him suddenly opened his eyes at the same moment.
Buzz Three pairs of golden feathers flapped, and the Lord of Light appeared in front of Qingyang Huan.
The light turned into a bright sword in his hand.
In an instant, the knife rose disillusionment of time and space light eternal Between heaven and earth, all the warriors could only see a flash of lightning transformed by light, causing their eyes to fall into blindness.
Puff puff puff More warriors were knocked out by the murderous intention contained in the light, coughing up blood due to the impact.
The murderous intent contained in the supreme light shook their minds even if they were watching from a distance.
Eternal light, a sharp sword.
Qingyang Huan, who was overwhelmed by the light, saw the knife in his eyes, and the trajectory of the knife was reflected in his pupils, and the speed of lightning suddenly slowed down.
The trajectory of this knife allowed him to see an ancient and wild world.
Light rose from the wilderness and dispelled the darkness under the night. clang It was also at this moment that Qingyang Huan raised the stone spear in his hand and struck it against the light of the bright sword.
The black light flowing on the stone spear also evolved into an ancient and wild era under the impact of the light, which was connected with the wild world illuminated by the light sword.
In the ancient world, the Guangming Mountain enveloped the heaven and earth, and the eternal light turned into another darkness.
The God of Light, with a compassionate look on his face, illuminated the ancient forest under the scorching light.
The collision of iron and blood in the ancient forest intertwined into a blood-stained picture.
The bright red blood soaked the blue sky under the light.
The ancestors of the human race, unwilling to be humiliated, held simple stone weapons and charged into the light.
The light dispelled the darkness, but turned into another kind of eternally dazzling iron curtain.
Countless human ancestors prostrate themselves on the earth, working as slaves and for food.
At this moment, the stone spear and the light collided together, and time and space seemed to have stopped and fell into eternity. clang Hunyuan's tolerant breath erupted along the tip of the spear, stabbing the bright knife full of holes.
Hunyuan cut through eternity and annihilated the light.
Hunyuan For a moment, the aura of Hunyuan in the heavens melted into the dazzling light The Dao of the Heavens embraces the universe, even light is no exception.
This is the most powerful mystery of the Dao of the Heavens. puff The stone spear pierced the bright knife, blood splashed again, and the light in the starry sky suddenly dimmed, like a dazzling star falling.
The light in the sky was dissolving, replaced by a dark light, and two figures stood motionless in the void.
Surrounded by ancient wild visions, a scene of blood and fire is still unfolding, with soldiers and horses killing each other, mountains and rivers collapsing, and the earth turning into ruins.
"The Last God of Light" Squinting his eyes, Huang Mu stared at the strange phenomena evolving around Qingyang Huan.
In the wild world, the ancestors of the human race covered themselves with simple animal skins, held rough weapons, and rushed towards the direction of Guangming Mountain.
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The human race was born at the end of ancient times.
At that time, the ancestor groups of all races were also born at that time.
Compared with those groups, the human race was born late.
At that time, the majesty of the gods was declining, and the scene of the sun's decline caused other ethnic groups bathed in the divine light to start a crusade against the gods.
Manifesting such a vision, it is obvious that this hybrid of the gods is inheriting the inheritance of the last God of Light.
"This is impossible" Shen Qingtian looked sluggish, with disbelief in his pupils.
On his forehead, a stone spear penetrated the center of his eyebrows.
"Hunyuan is unified, this is the domain of the ancestral gods" Feeling that the light in the body is being swallowed and assimilated by the breath of Hunyuan, the decay and barbarism originating from the light are being released.
Shen Qingtian's eyes wandered, and finally stared at Qingyang Huan
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