"Chance" Qingyang Shan's dull face was still a little dull, and Qingyang Tianfeng next to him was so angry that he stomped his feet, and still stretched out his hand to twist his strong arm.
However, what he got in exchange was still Qingyang Shan's silly smile.
He was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and it was as if he was scratching an itch.
Then he said naively: "My uncle asked us to guard here, and I will guard here." " "A Huan is such a thief and a shameless person.
How could he have a nephew like you?
Mr.
Gui is also drunk."
Gui Buxian glanced at Qingyang Mountain with his little eyes.
Even though Uncle Gui was the most powerful turtle in the world, he couldn't understand it either.
Woohoo.
Outside the Star Divine Boat, a silver-armored heavenly general controls a heavenly dragon and stands in the void.
The sound of the bronze horn in his hand reverberates like thunder throughout the nine heavens.
The soul is back.
Amidst the sound of the horn, an old voice sounded, and the heaven and earth above Buzhou Mountain roared.
A sad and desolate aura rose, and a tragic blue-blooded battle map was reflected in the void.
The blue sky is blue with blood, the fields are full of blood and bones, and the shouts of gold and iron horses are washed away.
Return of the soul Within a million miles of Mount Buzhou, warriors from ancient cities and tribes raised their heads and looked toward the sky, but a kind of turmoil soon arose.
This kind of turmoil spread in every tribe.
Soon, smoke and dust rose up from the tribes and ancient cities, the incense of animal blood burned, and clouds and mist shrouded.
The incense of thousands of families attracts souls back.
No one needs to be summoned, even the figure living in a solitary thatched cottage and stone house in the mountains and fields is igniting the incense of animal blood, and the smoke and dust of thousands of families go straight into the sky and gather into a sea of clouds.
Soon this atmosphere spread millions of miles away, and the ancient human tribe cities it passed seemed to be infected.
Every household took out the meat they had stored, using white stones as tables, covered earth as furnaces, and blood.
The fragrance lingers.
An injection of blood fragrance is ethereal, illusory like silk thread, but the blood fragrance of thousands of families gathers in the sky and turns into a sea of clouds rolling millions of miles away.
Rumble Above the nine heavens, thousands of people screamed, and the divine thunder fell and cut through the sea of clouds a million miles away.
The lightning was like blood, piercing the eyes, and it was more dazzling than the sun.
The soul is back.
At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a series of chaotic shouts gradually converged into one, arousing countless sorrows.
Buzz Soon, a majestic figure emerged from the rolling sea of clouds, filling the starry sky, and was even majestic than the largest stars in the sky.
The Human Emperor Huanlong clan.
The incense of thousands of families caused the human emperor's heroic soul to reappear in the world.
Following the Chuanlong clan, three emperors' shadows stood up, surrounded by thick clouds and mist, causing the wind to roar.
The great emperor of the royal family, Feng Clan, Feng Tianxia.
Taihao Tianyang, the great emperor of the royal family Taihao clan.
Ji Wuming, the great emperor of the Ji family of the royal family.
After the emperor, there are one hundred and eight kings, each one is like an immortal monument.
Behind them are hundreds of thousands of hazy figures of geniuses, rising and falling like mountains.
The fallen martyrs, inspired by the scent of animal blood, awakened the last remaining spirits.
"Ancestor" "He is the ancestor of my Feng family."
"Ji family."
"The Lieshan clan."
Buzz Finally, at the moment when the trumpet sound between heaven and earth reached its peak, the eyes of the Human Emperor Huan Long, who was silent in the sea of clouds, opened, time and space rotated, and the stars fell.
"Life is like a big dream, what year is it today?"
"My clan can be prosperous" The Imperial Heavenly Sound, thousands of wails, accompanied by bloody lightning, tore apart the void around Mount Buzhou one after another, and the bright red blood dyed the sun hanging high above the continent red.
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"Shura has been destroyed, and our clan has prospered."
The human emperor Hongshi stood on the top of Buzhou Mountain, the sea of clouds rolled, and the scent of animal blood lingered in the void of heaven and earth.
"good."
There was a smile on Mrs.
Huanlong's lips and her voice came up again.
"If you give yourself to your family, your colleagues will have regrets."
"If humanity is prosperous, there will be no regrets in this life."
Rumble Emperor Feng's body was the first to be ignited with blazing flames, stirring up the sea of clouds and dissipating between heaven and earth like a wisp of blue smoke.
"This life will never happen again.
If there is an afterlife, I should protect Xuanhuang again."
"Haha, no regrets."
The figures of Emperor Taihao and the Emperor of the Ji family were then hidden in the sea of clouds.
Sad sounds rang out from heaven to earth.
The kings opened their eyes and looked down at the human race.
This life will never come again.
May humanity have no boundaries in the world.
Nine days of blood and electricity emerged continuously, as thick as a mountain, intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions, tearing apart a path in the clouds and mist.
The princes and geniuses stood up in the clouds and mist, and walked down the vast mountains and rivers below the human race.
With every step they took, the aura on their bodies would weaken a little, until they completely disappeared into the depths of the human race.
In the end, only the Human Emperor Huan Long was left in the world.
He walked forward and looked back at the horizon, with a trace of deep nostalgia in his eyes.
Then he turned around and turned into a rain of light that filled the sky and sprinkled the mountains and rivers of the human race for hundreds of millions of miles.
Woo woo woo The sound of trumpets is desolate between heaven and earth, and the wind is freezing.
Qingyang Huan stood at the corner of Buzhou Mountain, looking at the dispersed souls of the martyrs.
This was the last immortal mark that had completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
After learning that the human race was about to prosper, the soul returned to the human race's sacred land.
Next, the warriors from Buzhou Mountain led to the Star Shenzhou and carried the remains of many ancestors towards the depths of Buzhou Mountain.
In comparison, he seemed to be a leisurely person.
Among the martyrs he brought back, there were many ancestors of the ancient clan and the imperial family.
They would take their ancestors back to their ancestral land for burial.
"This time, your kindness has been greatly rewarded.
The ancestors of the general clan will be grateful to you for welcoming them back."
Qingyang Huan was about to return to Xingchen Shenzhou to see the little ones in his family, when an old voice came to his ears.
"I've met the Immortal Emperor."
Old Changsheng rode on his green bull and appeared not far from him out of thin air.
He was looking at him with a smile.
The strange thing was that the old bull also looked at him like this, with the same expression as Emperor Changsheng.
"Okay, okay, this kind of restraint is what I, Xianyun Yehe, can't stand."
"Then, the Human Emperor and the Imperial Master have said that you are a strategically powerful person of the human race.
You are a deterrent to other races.
Without you, foreign races will not dare to easily start a war with the human race."
"Bullshit strategic level powerhouse, I just live a little longer.
I think the Human Emperor just uses me as a weapon."
Although Old Changsheng spoke out like this, there was no trace of anger on his face.
"I am going to take good care of my health.
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Do you think I still have the energy to live in a great era?"
"You've always lived longer than that bastard."
Of course, this was what Qingyang Huan was thinking in his heart.
He did not dare to say it in front of Emperor Changsheng, even though it was a fact.
"You are in your prime, and your spirit is better than that of the younger generation."
"That brat really knows how to talk."
The Emperor Changsheng did not criticize Qingyang Huan's words.
He had lived for such a long time, and he had not seen any kind of talented warriors or world-beating powerful men, and they all entered the loess before him.
The biggest advantage of the Immortal Emperor is to live a long time.
If you are awesome and you are stupid, this emperor will live longer than you.
Watch you build a tall building,
Watching you entertain guests and friends, Watch you enter the coffin.
Maybe I’ll even go to your grave and have a glass of wine with you to catch up on old times.
There is nothing else but immortality.
Do you think it's irritating?
"I have just settled down for a few epochs, and I have begun to work hard again.
I am about to go to the East China Sea.
The four emperors of our four starry sky are a whole with each other.
We must maintain the stability of the human race in all directions.
Do your best."
After the words fell, the green cow under the throne of the Immortal Emperor made a mooing sound, calmly turned its head and walked towards the distance.
Through the ebb and flow of the long years, Ziwei, Qinghua, and Gouchen have been passed down for generations or even dozens of generations.
As the longest-reigning of the four emperors, he has said this many times.
Let’s review it again this time. one time.
Oh, I'm used to it.
"This old man."
Looking at the retreating figure of Emperor Changsheng, Qingyang Huan was about to speak out when two figures appeared beside him.
The dragon emperor and the black emperor were mentioned, and the dragon's roar rang in the ears.
The dragon emperor's body was exuding scorching heat, and the shadows of golden dragons were lingering in the fire.
A seal evolved between the outlines of each dragon shadow.
"Old Changsheng is like this.
Don't worry about it.
He has a weird temper even if he lives for a long time."
The Dragon Emperor waved his hand and said: "When I inherited the position of Emperor Gouchen, he also said the same thing, work hard.
After living together for so many years, he will say this, where are you, Boss Hei."
"Good job."
The Black Emperor was wrapped in a large black robe and could not see the slightest emotion.
However, the hoarse voice came out, making Qingyang Huan roll his eyes.
Old Changsheng was really weird.
"Xiao Liuzi, we are going back to the West Pole Star.
Once the human race starts a clan war with the Sea Clan, there will be a chain reaction in the heavens.
As the masters of the West Pole Star, our mission is to stabilize the west from outside attacks."
The Dragon Emperor restrained his breath, and his words fell on Qingyang Huan.
"The West Pole Star Sky has not yet been completely integrated.
The Guixu World is your place, and you must prepare early to deal with unexpected situations."
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"I see."
Qingyang Huan nodded, but also grinned.
It was true that he was the master of the God King Palace, but he was a polished palace master.
He originally had several subordinates, but they were all driven to the East China Sea to improve their luck.
If he hadn't taken the opportunity to kill the Lord of the Hai family, a powerful emperor, and he had taken over as the master of the Divine King Palace, someone would have definitely jumped out to oppose him.
There are so many ancient human emperors, and there are many who are stronger than him and have more powerful backgrounds.
Why can't they compete for the position of the God King's Palace Master?
You must know that this is a position with the qualifications to discuss political affairs in the Celestial Palace.
It represents the power of the human race to discuss political affairs.
There are billions of people in the entire human race.
In comparison, there are only a few people who can participate in the decision-making of the ethnic group.
"This time I have taken back the bones of my ancestors.
These clans will respect you, and at least they won't tear you down when you are building the God's Palace."
The Black Emperor spoke out.
He had been ups and downs for a long time, and some things could be traced back to their origins at a glance.
"Also, today's Tiangong clan meeting only summoned us and other great emperors from all directions, but it is also a signal that our human clan will enter the struggle for the fate of the heavens.
In such a clan conquest, our human clan will inevitably hold a clan meeting for the Human Emperor to discuss politics.
By then, there will be far more than just us, and there will not be many people who are qualified to go to the palace. " The human emperor's political affairs were born out of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in ancient times.
The human race formed the original tribal alliance in order to resist natural and man-made disasters.
The oldest clans, Lieshan Clan and Lieyang Clan, were among the earliest alliance tribes
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