"The sons of our clan should be immortal in battle."
In the imperial court, King Wen laughed, and his momentum was also like a rainbow.
In the past few days, the human will of the nine heavens has become more and more suppressed, and it is obvious that he is going to cause a big storm. \ Thousands of miles away.
The star-shaped Shenzhou did not cover its figure in the sky, and stopped thousands of miles away from Buzhou Mountain.
Qingyang Huan stood in front of the Shenzhou with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
The surface of Buzhou Mountain is engraved with ancient and vicissitudes of lines, bursting with divine glow, surrounded by large dragons derived from purple light, constantly impacting the nine levels of chaos.
The Heavenly Palace hanging high on Buzhou Mountain is swaying in the purple lightning and silver thunder, and the entire world is fixed here by this sacred mountain.
Compared to the majesty of Buzhou Mountain, he was more concerned about the totems floating on the sky around Buzhou Mountain.
The sky above Buzhou Mountain was torn apart, revealing a vast starry sky, each one.
Big stars surround and crowd the sky and the earth, and the chaotic air currents wash down like rivers in the sky.
Standing on the bow of the Shenzhou, Qingyang Huan's eyes were shocked.
He saw the starry sky turning into a vast ocean, and a giant kun swimming in the ocean.
The surrounding stars seemed to be eating at the giant kun's mouth.
The crystal palace above the giant kun glowed with azure blue divine light, which was extremely dazzling and dazzling, as if it was about to break through the heaven and the earth.
Gulong Palace "What a big show.
Living in the Dragon Palace doesn't mean you are a dragon.
There might even be a turtle."
Gui Buxian snorted coldly.
He squinted his small eyes and stared at the Crystal Palace on Jukun's back, showing a look of disdain.
This world has experienced many vicissitudes since the beginning of the world.
The most recent one was the catastrophe that befell the outer continent at the end of the Middle Ages, which pushed the vast ocean that was originally located in the north into the East China Sea in the ancient and medieval times.
In fact, in a more distant era, the vast ocean was in the east of the divine land.
In the era when the ancient gods were parallel, there was a period of time in the wild east where the Azure Dragon God was in charge of the east.
The ocean immediately outside the East Wilderness is divided from south to north into three parts: north, southeast, and an independent ocean southwest of the Great Wilderness Divine Land.
There is the Four Seas Divine Dragon Palace, which was decreed by the Shinto Heavenly Court as the Four Seas Dragon King.
Gods also have their dusk.
After the Shinto withered, the heaven and earth changed and the seas disappeared.
In ancient times, there was the North Sea.
The human race later monopolized the Divine State.
The North Sea came under the rule of the human race, and the human sea emperor sat in charge.
Among the descendants of the Sea Queen of the human race in the past generations, one of them dug up the once withered Dragon Clan Dragon Palace, and later this branch of the Hai family created the Hai family cave in the world of Polar Star.
"Ah Huan, if we have a chance to seize the dragon gate outside the Dragon Palace, we can have dragon meat to eat."
Uncle Gui's focus is naturally different from Qingyang Huan's.
The biggest thing in the world is to eat the most.
Although there were four dragon clans in the ancient times, there were not many of them.
On the contrary, there were too many ferocious beasts with dragon bloodline.
Therefore, there was a dragon gate to cleanse the bloodline.
Now, it is said that the dragon gate in the True Dragon Star Domain is that if one can jump over, the bloodline Immediately you will be baptized into true dragon blood.
Ignoring Uncle Turtle's convulsions, Qingyang Huan's eyes continued to scan the surroundings.
In the vast ocean, a sky pillar struck across the starry sky.
No matter how powerful the waves were, it remained motionless and directly stabilized the swaying starry sky.
On this azure sky pillar, a blue-robed warrior closed his eyes and meditated.
In just one breath, the wind and waves rolled up in the starry sky, swallowing up the surrounding stars.
The Gonggong of the Shui clan was in charge of the heaven and sewers.
In ancient and medieval times, a clan member had ascended the throne of the Supreme Being.
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The blue water column on which he sat cross-legged was rumored to have been derived from the observation of Buzhou Mountain and had been blessed by Gonggong clan warriors for generations.
Seeing Gonggong's family, Qingyang Huan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the rolling flames in the south, like a sea of flames that overturned the oven of heaven and earth.
A figure that looks like a flame god is also sitting cross-legged in the sky of flame stars, breathing out fire energy, like a destructive flame demon, swallowing up the surrounding stars.
God of Fire Zhurong.
One of the oldest clans of the human race, in the earliest days of ancient times, they refined a god, the God of Fire, and were blessed by the God of Fire.
Over the long years, members of this clan have ascended to the human throne many times.
However, at the end of the Middle Ages, the clan in the Southern Wilderness suffered such heavy losses that they remained dormant for a long time without emerging.
"Hey, this is a hodgepodge.
They're all here."
As for Qingyang Huan not bringing him, Lord Gui was very unconscious and kept shouting heartlessly, with excitement flashing in his two little eyes, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes and looked around the fields.
The wind and clouds were surging below the mountain, how could it not cause the human race to move in all directions.
Within the thousand-mile radius of Buzhou Mountain, there are figures standing one after another, many of whom are filled with vicissitudes of life.
They have obviously climbed out of seclusion.
The auras of the powerful men in the King's World gathered together, and a series of illusory Tao statues were derived.
Each one was at least a thousand feet tall, stretching like mountains, and the aura swept across the sky like a violent wind and rain.
A group of king-level statues gathered together, charging into the bullfight with anger, even mixed with the aura of transcending the king-level.
The terrifying majesty caused the sky and stars above Buzhou Mountain to appear, and the chaotic air currents intertwined like big dragons.
Obviously, this time's luck change is beyond imagination.
The kings of the human race gathered here are enough to shock all the races in the world.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now it's hard to ride a tiger."
Seemingly not feeling the dignity radiating from Qing Yanghuan's body, Gui Buxian still shouted carelessly.
"Ah Huan, why don't we run away?
The heavens are our home and the four extremes are roads.
You are responsible for crying and I am responsible for shouting."
Bang The next moment, Qing Yanghuan directly swatted down Gui Buxian with his big hand, knocking the Star Shenzhou down.
"Oh, Mr.
Turtle has a shell" The turtle was blown away, a disdainful voice came out, and then it drew a curved arc below and flew to the Star Divine Boat again.
"Some things are related to the passion flowing in the body.
This is the root, and it should be called something."
After taking a look at Gui Buxian who flew back, Qingyang Huan spoke out.
With the appearance of the ancient clan, he also noticed some of their thoughts.
As the clan that created the original human will, the blood they shed was too ancient under the erosion of the long years.
Even more than half of the clans that created the original will of humanity with them have perished.
Now that the changes in the world are imminent, the emergence of warriors favored by the will of humanity has become an opportunity to revive their respective ethnic groups in their eyes.
So, here they come.
Withdrawing his eyes from looking around, Qingyang Huan closed his eyes slightly.
After a full stick of incense, his eyes opened and closed.
At this moment, in his eyes, all the surrounding figures disappeared, leaving only Buzhou Shenyue, which supported the human race like a pillar of heaven.
boom Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky and the earth, and the purple thunder intertwined in the nine heavens tore the sky, and the vast ocean of purple energy washed down along the torn hole.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan took steps towards Mount Buzhou.
"The human race returns to the ruins of Hao Bo Qingyang Huan" "Meet the Emperor" His voice was like thunder, piercing through the rolling thunder without any cover, and penetrated the intertwined wills.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and everyone in the sky looked at him. it's him Everyone in the crowd recognized Qingyang Huan's identity, and their expressions changed drastically.
Many ancient clans and ancient kingdoms have gathered in Buzhou Mountain for so many days, and everything has been calm.
But today, when the Human Emperor came to this world, and then Qingyang Huan came to court, the whole world suddenly became like a violent storm tearing apart nothingness.
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The eyes of all the warriors fell on him.
At this moment, they all noticed that an eye of storm was emerging in the sky.
The figure stepping towards Buzhou Mountain was heading towards the center of the storm.
The invisible general trend swept across the vast world.
Starting from the bottom of the chaotic world above Buzhou Mountain, the sky, the earth, the circle, time and space were all stunned.
"allow" The old voice then came from Buzhou Mountain. boom In an instant, a celestial palace appeared on top of the nine-layer imperial court on the top of Buzhou Mountain, stretching for countless thousands of miles.
The rays of light reached the sky, purple thunder spirits surrounded it, and the stars in the sky were like carved murals.
The ancient, vast and majestic atmosphere fell from the sky.
Bah The nine-colored divine clouds in the heavenly palace tore a huge hole like a vast ocean, and the vast rays of light washed away like the Milky Way, stretching thousands of miles in a breath, all the way to Qingyang Huan's feet, turning into a nine-colored ladder leading straight to chaos.
"It's terrible, this is a waste of time."
Gui Buxian looked at the nine-color ladder laid down from the sky above the Jiuzhong Imperial Court, and the cunning in his eyes gradually became serious.
"The general trend of humanity is here, what do you think?"
For some reason, there was a trace of vicissitudes of life in Gui Buxian's eyes, and he said such a sentence without any beginning or end.
"The human race really has great courage and perseverance.
It is not easy for a strong man to cut off his wrists, but to cut off his own flesh."
In the void, the green light and the ink light intertwined and entwined, concluding the mystery, and the sound seemed to be transmitted in the void.
"But this proves nothing.
We won't know who will win in the end."
"The icing on the cake is not as good as giving help in the nick of time.
Once the situation becomes clear, a pig only needs to stand in the wind and transform into a divine pig.
However, by then, there will be no place in the wind."
After Gui Buxian finished speaking, a voice came from the void again.
"Yes, yes."
"To you, don't say anything."
"Oh, I think it's pretty good."
Regarding the quarrel in nothingness, Gui Buxian shook his head and snorted bitterly: "Sooner or later, Master Gui will have a schizophrenia."
"The wind of luck, it turns out, I have been waiting for this junior these days."
Beneath the fire cloud fluttered by the nine-winged Suzaku, there is a vague rise and fall of the divine sun.
In the divine sun, there is a figure that is completely swallowing flames, just like the god of fire in myths and legends.
This figure looks young, no more than a hundred years old, but the aura condensed in his body is far superior to that of the older generation.
The strange thing is that his bone age is not more than a hundred years old, but his body is filled with a viscous and decaying aura like a deep pool. .
"Father, the turning point for our Lieyang clan as you mentioned must be at this moment."
The young man, who was like a god of fire, had two fiery suns spinning in his eyes, staring intently at Qingyang Huan who was ascending the ninth level of the imperial court, full of thoughts
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