The heavens are swords, the human race is a cauldron No one has made it clear to him that this is what he has understood through the general trend of luck, especially at the moment when he has just established the throne, in the state of being in harmony with luck, he has understood this secretly.
The perception is even clearer.
His Hedao is not like the Human Emperor and Heavenly Blessed Warriors, who directly control the destiny.
It is more like the will of humanity to comprehend.
However, the general trend of this enlightenment of humanity may soon change.
In fact, everything has been doomed since the creation of the Dao of Heaven.
In the subsequent enlightenment, the Dao of Heaven needs the help of human destiny.
Human destiny also requires the heavens to be the sharpest knife to eliminate the corruption in the human race. of blood and bones.
He didn't feel any displeasure at becoming the sword of the human race's revolutionary cauldron.
The sense of identity derived from his bloodline made him do it even more.
Moreover, this kind of thing can also be favored by the humane momentum and gather stronger luck for himself.
General trend.
"snort" Looking at Qingyang Huan's cold expression, Liusu also snorted coldly.
He would have known it when he didn't seize the opportunity and regretted it.
Whether you are promoted or not, what happened to Fairy Guanben?
It is best to spend the rest of your life, and the chance of promotion has been shattered. good.
For a time, in the entire Styx world, only the human-demon cavalry who fought against those ugly big lizards in the Styx were left.
These ugly things devoured each other's blood relatives and advanced realms.
They usually lived in peace with each other, but if they showed a trace of blood, they would bite like crazy.
Unfortunately, they encountered the equally violent and raging human demons, who directly devoured them and turned them into nourishment for their bodies.
In recent years, the human-demon iron cavalry has gained a great reputation in the realms such as Shenmu and Shenyu in the Guixu world, but it is still far from the glory created by their ancestors.
The eighteen human demons back then were rampant across the world, destroying clans and forces.
Rumble Regarding the fight between the eighteen-man demon cavalry and the ugly big lizard, neither Qingyanghuan nor Liuyun Liusu had any intention of intervening.
The two fairies were inherently noble and had a natural resistance to such bloody and ugly things. .
As for Qing Yanghuan, although these ugly monsters were numerous in number, they were insignificant.
They would only devour injured and bleeding similar creatures.
However, these injured and bleeding similar creatures were all devoured by the human-demon cavalry.
Even if there are some fish that slip through the net, it is difficult for these guys to grow in strength to a level comparable to that of a quasi-emperor, let alone advance to the Tao Emperor realm.
Therefore, there is no pressure at all.
The viscous seawater in the underworld kept rolling into waves.
The dark seawater was mixed with bright red blood, and there were also some broken arms and limbs floating in it, and even more scattered meat scraps.
The human-demon cavalry drove the demon wolves up and down in the black water of the ocean, letting the lizards bite at them without caring at all.
Half a day later, Qingyang Huan woke up from his silence.
With the rise of his luck and the consummation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, he had almost recovered from the trauma he suffered from the fight with the Ghost Emperor.
At this moment, he restrained his whole body's Qi, and the battle soul reincarnation was complete, making him perfect because the wild aura filled with the purple gold battle body was completely restrained.
At this moment, he had an aura that was out of the world, and the aura was warm.
This kind of ordinaryness made him appear more real, causing the two fairies Liuyun and Liusu to look at him a few more times.
He actually stopped his promotion.
He was still mentally stable in such a short period of time.
Could it be that he stepped into We are in the state of not being happy with things and not being sad with ourselves.
With their eyesight and experience, they couldn't understand Qingyang Huan at this moment.
You must know that even though Qingyang Huan's fighting power was amazing before, they could also estimate his energy.
However, at this moment, the two sisters could no longer judge what level they were at.
Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on the broken body of the ghost emperor.
This time he did not let the two fairies Liuyun refine his body.
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At that time, the Qingyang Imperial Clan was ruined due to the collapse of the imperial prison, and the clan was divided into pieces.
It was refuted by the Human Emperor's edict, and the imperial title declined.
It wasn't until today that he got the truth from the Ghost Emperor himself.
Qingyang Guang, the last Qingyang Emperor, died in this ancient time and space.
The reason why the Qingyang clan is Qingyang is because they guard the Eastern Wasteland Imperial Prison and protect the peace of the human race.
Because the imperial prison was broken, Qingyang collapsed, and the blood of the Qingyang clan was displaced for so many years.
I don’t know how many clan members shed blood.
There may be many other reasons, but the most important reason is because of the ghost emperor in front of me.
Now Qingyang is reunited, but what happened back then is still a great pain in the hearts of the Qingyang blood clan.
He wants to use the Ghost Emperor's blood to wash away the Qingyang clan's shame.
Qingyang collapsed because of the Ghost Emperor, and will rise again because of the Ghost Emperor.
The imperial body of his ancestor was to be brought back to the clan for burial, and he even had to go to Buzhou Mountain to report to the Emperor.
When the Donghuang Emperor's prison collapsed, the last fugitive in the prison was beheaded.
After many eras, Qingyang has not forgotten his duty.
Thousands of feet deep under the Underworld Sea, the water here has long been like mercury, as black as ink.
The undulating seabed has been squeezed by the sea water for a long time, and has long been as strong as gold and iron.
On the undulating seabed are scattered crystals of different sizes, like black diamonds, filled with a strong aura of death.
These are definitely treasures for practicing the Law of Death.
However, Qing Yanghuan didn't care about these death black diamonds at this moment, but fell in front of a green light.
The green light formed the dome, delineating a boundary of several feet in radius, maintaining the dignity of a former great emperor.
Inside the dome wall, a strong skeleton stood, with both feet dug into the hard black stone of the seabed.
The spine stood erect, and the war bones in front of the chest were broken and broken, with a faint green light flowing.
As a former great emperor, even if epochs had passed, the emperor's body would not have decayed like this.
Even most of the flesh and blood had disappeared, and the broken emperor's body seemed to have been torn apart by wild beasts.
These are the marks of being bitten by those ugly lizards.
Of course, these bugs are not so powerful that they can bite a great emperor.
This is what happened after all the great lizards in this Styx world devoured each other and advanced into the lizard emperor. the damage caused.
When the Imperial Prison collapsed and luck backfired, the last Qingyang Emperor was already severely damaged.
Coupled with the Ghost Emperor's sneak attack and the suppression of other foreign emperors in the Imperial Prison, he had already fallen to the realm of the Great Emperor.
Later, in order to recover the Ghost Emperor, he fell into the world of Styx, was tricked by the Ghost Emperor again, fought with the Lizard Emperor, and fell sadly.
This was the end of a generation of great emperors, which was heartbreaking.
Buzz Qingyang Huan stepped into the dome of light, looked at the emperor's body standing close at hand, and felt a powerful force originating from his blood rushing towards him.
If it was just for the title of Qingyang Emperor, the last emperor would not have had to do this.
The imperial prison was broken and the title was stripped by the Human Emperor.
Even if the Ghost Emperor was captured, nothing would be changed.
The imperial prison was broken, the mountains in the Eastern Wasteland and the Southern Territory were shaken, and countless human descendants were bleeding on the earth.
The tragedy of families being destroyed and people dying was irreversible.
Such guilt could not be offset in any way.
However, the great emperor still went up to Qiongbi and fell into the underworld, broke into the vast starry sky, and returned to the ruined world to catch the ghost emperor.
It is obvious that the glory of Qingyang cannot be represented by an emperor's title, but comes from the mission engraved in the blood.
Not to mention that the imperial power of the human race was never meant to bully the weak and coerce the blood descendants of ordinary people, but to protect the reproduction and inheritance of the blood descendants of the ethnic group.
"I'll take you home."
Looking at the broken emperor's body standing in front of him, Qingyang Huan stared at it for a long time before speaking.
This broken body was much stronger than him, and the scars on its body had not dissipated even after a long time. roar
In an instant, when Qingyang Huan reached out his hand, a black smoke in the emperor's body in front of him transformed into an ugly lizard figure, opening its bloody mouth and biting him.
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"Beasts deserve to die" He waved his big hand and ignited the purple-gold divine flame, grabbed the atomized lizard in his hand, and burned it with fire. squeak squeak A sharp and piercing scream rang in his ears, and Qingyang Huan's eyes were as calm as a deep pool, until the purple flames burned all the black energy into nothingness.
Buzz The black smoke dissipated, and in the green light flowing on the emperor's body, a bright purple filled Qingyang Huan's eyes.
The purple light dispersed and turned into an extremely thin purple mist, and a sturdy figure stepped out.
He was as tall as a cloud hanging from the sky, with curly black hair hanging loose.
Every inch of his body seemed to contain a power that shook the heavens and the earth.
However, such existences fell silently into this Styx world.
"Anyone who triggers my purple energy brand of humanity, remember my words.
There is an imperial prison in the Eastern Wasteland where the strong aliens from all over the world are imprisoned.
The prison is broken.
I will pursue the ghost emperor who escaped from the prison and fell there.
The ghost emperor's name is taboo.
Ming, my mind is cunning, I have ancient weapons to protect me, be careful, be careful, remember.”
The sound echoed across the years, then turned into a wisp of purple smoke and dissipated in the void.
These were the words that condensed the last trace of thought and the remaining purple energy of humanity before his death, and disappeared completely after being inspired.
"The Ghost Emperor is dead, and our ancestors can rest assured."
Although the ancestors may have completely disappeared like ghost emperors, with no trace of thoughts left in the world, Qingyang Huan still replied.
He does not seek his own body, but seeks others.
For this ancestor, even after a long time, ripples still appeared in Qingyanghuan's spiritual world.
"Ancestor, my descendant Qingyang Huan will take you back to your clan."
Temporarily placing the broken imperial body of the last ancestor Qing Yangguang in his own small world, Qing Yanghuan did not move his body, but dug out all the solid black stones around him.
The ancestor still stood tall before his death.
Even though he fell and was defeated by the Ghost Emperor, he was still an immortal monument in his eyes.
As his mind moved, a ray of purple light flowed between his eyebrows, dazzling and dazzling, and the invisible will resonated.
The ancestor's few words made him feel a kind of heat derived from the blood of the human race.
From this point of view, the struggle for revolution and tripod driven by human destiny has truly become a general trend
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