The main palace of Futian City.
After leaving the Futian Clan Ancestral Hall, Qingyang Huan and Fu Tianque returned to the front hall.
During this period, Qingyang Huan met some members of the Futian Clan.
During the long inheritance, the Futian clan occupied Futian Continent.
After many ups and downs, it was finally passed down.
There are only a few thousand blood descendants.
However, the Futian clan with more than a thousand people has one emperor, seven kings, and nearly two hundred half-kings.
It has to be said that compared to the number of clan members, this is an extremely terrifying ratio.
Take the current Qingyang clan as an example.
There are millions of people in the entire clan, and there are no kings belonging to their own bloodline except the great elders and high priests.
"Ashamed of my ancestors, Futian has been dormant in the Guixu world for so many years and has not found much news about Jiuyou Huangquan."
Futianque looked a little guilty.
The Futian clan has been in turmoil over the years.
Wanting to establish a clan in the Divine Desolate Domain is not as easy as it seems in Wanjie.
You need to have enough strength, otherwise you will only be annexed by other forces.
"There is no need to talk about the past.
At present, time and space are in turmoil.
Secrets hidden in the depths of time and space in the past will gradually come to light.
The most important thing now is to find out whether the news in Xuankong Mountain's hands is true, and what exactly Xuankong Mountain is.
What's the purpose?"
At this moment, Qingyang Huan sat on the main seat.
Below him was Futianque, and the three kings of the Futian clan, Futianshou, Futianfu, and Futianluo.
As for the other four kings, they were not on Futian Continent. , but to investigate the news outside.
Over the years, generations of the Futian clan have not forgotten their ancestral teachings.
Each generation of kings will wander around the world of Guixu, trying to find clues about the human race's underworld.
However, it is a pity "The secret held by Xuankong Mountain must be true.
Tens of thousands of years ago, when the master of Xuankong Mountain was promoted to the Imperial Realm, I noticed a cold energy appearing in the Divine Desolate Realm.
It was just a matter of time.
It was very short, but when I wanted to look for it, it disappeared. " Futianque made a sound, his brows furrowed, and the ravines on his face became as deep as a valley.
"The direction where the breath disappeared in the end was near Xuankong Mountain.
It should have been sealed."
"Since the secret is true, the Naihe Bridge is an ancient artifact of reincarnation that was specially built by the human race for the establishment of the Great Underworld.
Almost the entire human race devoted its efforts to it.
Why does Xuankong Mountain not want such a treasure, but wait for so long and now take it out?
” Qingyang Huan also fell into deep thought.
There must be a monster when things go abnormal, not to mention that this is too abnormal.
He has no friendship with Xuankong Shan, and they even have a grudge against each other.
"By the way, Palace Master, a few days ago, there was an extremely pure divine energy coming from the direction of Hanging Mountain.
Although it disappeared in a flash and never appeared again, I still captured it."
"divine power" Could it be that Xuankong Mountain really surrendered to the True God Clan?
He and Gui Buxian looked at each other.
This was originally his and Gui Buxian's guess.
After all, given the current situation in Xuankong Mountain, it was most likely to turn to the True God Clan.
"Ah Huan, I think we should look at it from a different angle."
At this time, Gui Buxian suddenly said.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"I'm sure all this is true.
Xuankongshan has thrown himself at the True God Clan, and he holds in his hand the entrance to the secret realm of the Great Underworld.
So he comes to you for cooperation, and the True God Clan has only one opponent in the Guixu world. , that is the Immortal Clan.”
"Even if we take a step back, even if we don't want to cooperate, but really want to involve you and bring chaos to the world, and the purpose of bringing chaos to the world has only one purpose, and that is to fish in troubled waters, then there must be something behind this There is a secret we don’t know.”
"You rejected Hanging Mountain's kindness twice because you didn't want to be led by it.
So why don't we jump out of this circle and try to find the entrance to the ruins of the underworld directly."
Gui Buxian's words made Qingyang Huan's eyes suddenly light up.
Three days later, in the depths of the endless void in the Divine Desolate Realm, a huge dark ancient ship sank in the void.
The ancient ship was like a messenger walking in evil, exuding cold evil.
Surrounded by it were a series of ferocious and terrifying human evil spirits, so densely packed that it was impossible to count them.
Huangquan crosses the boat of misfortune.
The ancient artifact created by the human race in the Great Underworld, the vehicle used by Yama in the Ten Palaces to travel, is wandering on the Jiuyou Huangquan River.
"This time I fell into the trap of the Hanging Mountain Master."
Standing on the boat crossing the underworld, Qingyang Huan stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes shining with coldness.
"Yes, no matter what, as long as you intervene, you are in the game."
Gui Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
"But then it depends on whether he has the ability to plan the overall situation."
Back on the destiny battle stage in the outer starry sky, he had snatched back this underworld divine boat from the three tribes of You, Ming, and Ghost, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy at this time.
The Shenzhou was in the hands of the three Netherworld ghost clans and devoured too many human blood and bones.
Unfortunately, now that Yama is gone and the underworld is broken, these unjust human souls cannot be saved and return to reincarnation.
A series of ferocious and terrifying figures emitted ear-piercing roars, surrounding the Huangquan Shenzhou, like tarsal maggots, emitting a thick black mist.
At this time, in the darkness, a black stream of light came from far to near, passed through the black fog outside the Shenzhou and fell onto the ship, revealing a woman in a black dress.
"I've met the palace master."
The woman was Xiseqian who had followed him all the way, and later assumed the position of Yinsi and was promoted to the king's realm.
"They're all here."
Qingyang Huan turned around, and behind him, a series of cold energy intertwined, and ten figures that seemed to come from the netherworld gathered together, forming a dark cloud.
At this moment, Fu Tianque, who was standing aside, and the two kings from the clan he had brought with him, were always in a state of fear. ghost ship vaginal fruit position It turns out that the palace master has already prepared so many back-up plans for the reorganization of the human race's underworld.
The kings from the underworld controlled the ghost ships that once sailed on the underworld and sensed the location of the ruins in the underworld.
No matter how hidden the Hanging Mountain was, it was not easy.
Rumble Soon, one hundred and eight giant sails rose from the Huangquan Shenzhou.
Each ghost sail seemed to have evolved a ghost world, with thousands of ghosts roaring in it, causing turbulence all over the sky.
The huge bow of the Huangquan Shenzhou crashed into the void and headed towards the depths of the Divine Desolate Territory.
Wherever it passed, the sky was filled with howling ghosts and wolves.
The warriors of all races traveling in the Divine Desolate Territory felt this terrifying energy from a distance.
He fled in a panic.
There were also unlucky ghosts among them, who were directly caught by the ghosts surrounding the ghost ship and devoured their blood and bones, and their souls were bound to the Shenzhou.
On the Huangquan Shenzhou, the kings who carried the Yinsi fruit positions sat cross-legged in the world deep in the ghost ship.
The Yin Si fruit positions engraved on the eyebrows floated out one by one, and the ghost auras intertwined to form a A rune originating from the underworld.
The huge Underworld Ghost Ship roared past without any cover in the Divine Desolate Territory, and soon the news spread to all directions.
The ghost ship appeared in the world, devoured life and was reborn.
The bored warriors of all races began to have their own wild imaginations.
One person's words were false, but three people became tigers, not to mention countless warriors spreading praises to each other.
Chaos is about to arise in the Divine Desolate Territory.
Hanging Mountain.
As a giant force in the Divine Desolate Territory, not long after the Huangquan Shenzhou appeared, the Hanging Mountain Lord already knew about it.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Mountain Master, isn't this just right?
We just need to disrupt the Guixu world.
Now the Shenhuang Territory has begun to become chaotic due to the emergence of ghost ships.
As long as we secretly add fuel to the fire, the human race will not be able to stay out of the matter as they wish. ” The giant king, wearing silver armor engraved with runes, said with a voice like thunder and an urn sound.
"I'm afraid we can't help it."
Compared to the Giant King's optimism, the Hanging Mountain Master frowned.
After he learned that a ghost ship had appeared, he knew that the entrance to the human underworld that he held in his hands could not be defended.
Although the human race's actions also caused turmoil in the Divine Desolate Territory, things were moving in a direction that was beyond his control.
There were too many variables in things that were not under his control.
Xuankong Mountain is not the True God Clan.
When the time comes, the True God Clan will simply withdraw from the Guixu World and return to the God Burial Star Territory, but Xuankong Mountain cannot. call out Abruptly, a divine lightning ripped through the void for thousands of miles above the hanging mountain.
The lightning tore through the void like an arrow and fell down.
The divine light flickered amidst the buzzing sound of the arrow, and the aura of the ancient wilderness washed down like a giant waterfall.
The divine light intertwined, outlining the figure of a giant.
"Emperor Guanglie, you did a good job.
The human race has been involved.
Prepare for the next thing."
As soon as the words fell, a strong divine light burst out and melted between heaven and earth.
Looking at the disappearing figure, the expression of the owner of Xuankong Mountain changed several times, which was extremely ugly.
Could it be that the True God Clan has been sleeping for so long that their brains are so sleepy?
Is everything in your head filled with shit?
At this moment, he had some doubts about whether it was a mistake to set foot on the True God Clan's ship so early. click In an instant, a thunder exploded in the sky and the earth, a lightning bolt in the ancient time and space tore through the sky for hundreds of millions of miles, and the purple lightning and silver light broke through the darkness.
At this moment, countless warriors saw the sky above Guixu World tear apart, revealing the vast starry sky world, with the starlight of big stars intertwining and falling into the darkness.
Clang A sonorous sound resounded through the Divine Desolate Realm, and in an instant, a blazing silver light rose up, illuminating the world.
The shadow of a war gun was a hundred thousand feet high, standing in the darkness, suppressing the accumulation of darkness.
The time and space of blood mist.
Rumble The ancient time and space was dark and silent.
The sky and the earth shook violently.
Purple lightning and silver light surged thousands of miles and turned into a dragon with fangs and claws.
Tens of millions of souls roared under the silver dragon.
Black mist was like a tide, covering the sky.
On the day, even the purple lightning and silver light are difficult to tear apart.
Wow!
The blood mist that filled the sky and the earth began to spread, rolling up a shocking tide of mist, with a tendency to accumulate more and more intensely
.
: