The Qingyang tribesmen who live in or near Eternal City, or the tribesmen in the territory, take out the animal blood incense and light it, and the smoke that rises up is like clouds hanging from the sky, suppressing the clouds above Eternal City.
"When we go to Buzhou Mountain, we will change the general trend of the Ding human race and turn the wind and clouds into dragons.
It is unstoppable."
Gui Buxian's body was glowing with a faint purple light, and the scorching purple energy filled the lines engraved on his turtle's back, making them radiant and colorful, as if outlining an illusory starry sky.
Qingyang Huan said nothing to Gui Buxian's murmur.
He watched the high priest hurriedly approaching from afar.
"Clan leader, the little ones in the clan have all been chosen."
The high priest came in a hurry and reported back to Qingyang Huan above.
In the distance, a group of clan soldiers wearing cyan leather armor were stepping onto the Star Divine Boat.
This clan soldier was small in number, only a few thousand.
They looked young, and each of them was no more than a hundred years old.
They were Qingyang Huan specially selected the younger generation from the Qingyang clan.
Qingyang has reunited over the years, and the children in the clan have been well trained since childhood.
They have built a foundation in martial arts and practiced martial arts.
They have received the best training in the clan since they were born.
These thousand people can be said to be the most talented people in the entire Qingyang clan.
Each of them is under a hundred years old, and most of them are not even fifty years old.
All of them have entered the true realm.
I remember that in those days, in order to advance to the Totem Realm, he traveled across the Southern Wilderness.
In order to advance to the True First Realm, he traveled through the wilderness and ancient forests.
However, living in a powerful tribe, as long as he has good talent and is carefully cultivated by the tribe, it is not difficult to advance to the True First Realm.
What's rare is that you are getting promoted.
Time can accumulate the realm to the half-king level, but it cannot overcome the shackles of the gap between heaven and earth.
Although today's Qingyang clan lives up to the glory of the imperial clan, the clan's heritage has far surpassed that of ordinary royal clans, and the cultivation of the young people in the clan is nothing.
Qingyang Huan also intentionally made these selected younger generations of the clan to keep vigil for these deceased ancestors and to go to Buzhou Mountain together to see the world.
Of course, if we really talk about it, none of these deceased martyrs came from an ancient ethnic group of the human race, and their surnames are enough to write a myth and legend.
How can this junior of the Qingyang family be qualified to guard the graves of their ancestors.
However, who allowed the world to be unstable and destiny to be chaotic, but they were all piled up together, giving the Qingyang family such an opportunity, and it was only fitting that these juniors would get these blessings.
"Those guys at the foot of Buzhou Mountain can trace their surnames back to ancient times.
The glory alone can make others breathless.
Now you have brought back the ancient ancestors of some of them.
This It’s interesting now.”
"At the end of the era, the fate of the clan is conquering.
Only those who have experienced calamity cannot escape.
Why don't we fight for it?
It is indeed the time for the human race to reform the tripod.
However, things are unpredictable.
The general trend of humanity has chosen me as the sword.
This You want me to offend the vast majority of the entire human race to death.”
Qingyang Huan groaned, he found that he was deceived by the old man of the Imperial Master to deceive the Xun clan, and now he has directly upgraded to use him as a knife to cut off the dirty blood of the human race.
The bad old man is very bad.
As a member of the human race, I naturally have to do my part, but the benefits that should be reaped cannot be less.
Within the rules of humane will, this is not considered a violation.
"High Priest, have everyone in the clan made it clear?"
"Don't worry, I have made it clear to these little guys that if anyone dares to make mistakes, they will all be thrown out of the tribe to die."
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The high priest replied that as the person in charge of a clan's sacrifices, although he had not fully understood why the clan leader arranged for the young people in the clan to follow the coffins of their ancestors to Buzhou Mountain, he could vaguely grasp some clues.
For the human race, the most important events are sacrifices and military affairs.
The young people of these tribes keep vigil for the deceased ancestors.
For these ancestors who use their blood and bones as a guide to suppress the Shura tribe, even escorting them is appropriate. .
On the second day, the Divine Sun rose from the dim world of Guixu, and a ray of light fell on the vast world of Haoyuan.
The Haoyuan Continent, floating in the dim world, still had not woken up from the gloom.
In the sky above the main hall of Eternal City, a horn sounded like thunder, and the rising sun was like fire, blazing endlessly.
The sound of war horns sounded one after another, desolate and rough, penetrating the sky and reaching into the inner world of every human warrior.
The Qingyang clan members walked out of the room one by one and looked towards the sky above the main hall.
They saw a divine boat floating in the starry sky pressing in the void.
The morning sun fell on the fragrant mist of animal blood that had not dissipated for several days, rendering a world of iron and blood.
Rumble Qingyang Huan stood on the Shenzhou, and the thick horns on the ship tore through the void, directly tearing open a passage filled with purple lightning and silver thunder in the Guixu world.
The Star Divine Boat seemed to be carrying a piece of starry sky and rowed into the torn void passage.
Looking at Qingyang Huan driving the starry boat and disappearing into the dim sky and earth, the high priest's cloudy eyes flashed with the vicissitudes of time.
"The leader of the clan has a grand plan.
I, the little fellow of the Qingyang clan, are guarding the souls of our ancestors.
I don't know what will happen in the future."
He was vaguely aware that Qingyang Huan used the vigil of the ancestors of the human race as a cue to draw these young people in the clan into the great curtain of change.
He wondered how many of these thousand people would be blessed in the end.
The interior of the Star Shenzhou is a small world of its own, and it can naturally accommodate more than 100,000 bluestone coffins.
Under the deliberate instructions of the high priest, thousands of young people from the clan carefully burned the incense of animal blood for each coffin.
This self-generated star world within the Shenzhou has long been exaggerated by the strong fragrance of animal blood.
Boom boom boom As the Star God Boat moved forward, war drums continued to sound.
A ten-foot-sized animal skin drum at the bow was struck by thunder.
The sound shook hundreds of miles, and the heaven and earth roared wherever it passed.
Qingyang Huan was sitting cross-legged, with two young men standing respectfully beside him.
"Uncle."
Suddenly, seeing Qingyang Huan's eyes open and close, the two young men saluted hurriedly.
The two people, a man and a woman, looked at Qingyang Huan with awe in their eyes.
They were the children of the eldest brother and the second brother.
The man's name is Qingyangshan, and he is the youngest of the eldest brother's five children.
Only the eldest brother Qingyangluan can give such a rustic name.
The woman is called Qingyang Tianfeng, and she is the youngest daughter among the three children of the second brother.
Both of them are only thirty years old, and both have the third level of the True First Realm.
To be honest, at this age and strength, not to mention all the races in the world, even the human race and the earth are not outstanding.
Not only them, but also the little guys from the tribe who came with the Star Shenzhou were all in the same shape.
They were better than the top and more than the bottom.
It seemed that the Qingyang tribe had encountered a bottleneck, so this time Qingyang Huan brought them all. .
"The coffin on the boat cannot be disembarked for a day, the scent of animal blood cannot be extinguished, and the sound of the war drums cannot be stopped.
Inside are the martyrs who have boiled their blood for our human race, so we must not neglect them."
"Uncle, I understand."
Compared to Qingyang Shan's restraint, his niece Qingyang Tianfeng is a bit more agile.
"Go ahead."
Seeing Qingyang Huan waving his hand, the two of them felt as if they were on the verge of a general amnesty.
In front of Qingyang Huan, they seemed to be overwhelmed by the gods, unable to breathe.
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This time, the Star Shenzhou did not conceal its whereabouts, and broke through the intersection of Guixu and Shanhai Continent.
It traveled all the way eastward, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, countless ancient cities and tribes along the way, roaring like a thunder god traveling, attracting attention from all directions.
Along the way, there was a strong man from the human race who was sitting in the air, looking solemnly at the distant stars and Shenzhou from a distance, memories flashed in his cloudy eyes.
Deep in the vast land outside the ancient city of Puwu in Western Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of undulating mountains, and the sparkling blue waves set off the mountains.
A young man in a black and yellow shirt is facing the strong wind.
His eyes are bright, looking at the sky from the west.
Starlight.
Han Tian At this moment, the Holy Son of Jixia, without the support of his descendants, wore a simple battle robe and carried a simple copper sword on his back, walking step by step towards the ancient city of Puwu thousands of miles away.
At this moment, he seemed to have shed the halo of the Holy Son and became just like an ordinary warrior.
On the Star God Boat, Qingyang Huan felt something.
He looked down at the vast world and fell on the black and yellow figure among the mountains and valleys. clang Almost instantly, two eyes collided in the sky.
There was no anger in Han Tian's eyes, only indifference, as if everything in Wanyuan had been forgotten.
Then, under the gaze of Qingyang Huan, the bronze sword behind Han Tian clanged, and a sword flower stirred up in the air, falling into his hand, and Jishou made a sword salute towards Qingyang Huan.
Then he put the bronze sword on his back again, withdrew his eyes, no longer looked at Qingyang Huan and continued to move forward step by step.
"Jixia Cave Heaven."
The stars and divine boats turned into streams of light and cut across the sky.
The sky was brisk and Qingyang Huan murmured softly.
Then he gathered his mind, put it behind his mind, and fell into silence again.
In the world where the destiny title is evolving between his eyebrows, the destiny dragon is becoming more and more rioting, constantly making dragon roars.
In contrast, when the destiny is becoming more and more rioting, in his spiritual world, it is becoming more and more violent.
The calmer.
Not at the foot of the mountain.
Buzhou Mountain is an incomparably majestic sacred mountain, rooted in the center of the Mountain and Sea Continent, towering into the chaotic world.
Even when the outer continent came and the continent collided, this sacred mountain did not collapse.
This mountain is more like a huge divine pillar, surrounded by clouds and mist.
Purple lightning and silver thunder from high up are constantly surrounding and exploding, and the stars in the sky are orbiting around it, like the fulcrum of the entire mountain and sea continent.
At the bottom of the mountain, there was a dense darkness, with dense rows and columns of terrifying qi intertwining, like a violent wind and rain sweeping up and down the nine heavens.
These warriors from all over the human race are gathered here, but they have no contact with each other.
Even if there is communication of spirit and will, there is no secret.
Being able to gather at the foot of Buzhou Mountain is already extremely arrogant.
If there is another conspiracy, I am afraid it will really arouse the wrath of the Human Emperor.
Naturally, these warriors from all over the human race also understand, so they also stick to this red line
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