The Imperial Palace.
As the place that controls the entire human race, the ancestral land of the human race in Buzhou Mountain is fully aware of every move in the five directions of the human race and the starry sky outside the territory.
Even though the Guixu world is a separate realm outside of the Western Border, it has gradually become more lively since Qingyanghuan entered the Guixu world.
"Old man, your vision is still good.
Is there someone who can help you?"
Regarding King Wen's arrogance, the warrior who entered the hall simply ignored him.
He knew very well that the more shame he showed, the more embarrassed the old guy in front of him would be.
"Yes, I didn't expect that the little guy who was randomly arranged to enter the Guixu world would actually grow up."
Hearing this, King Wen nodded subconsciously and murmured.
Then he saw King Wu staring at him with a smile on his face, and King Wen immediately realized that someone was giving him some advice.
This was all planned by the old man himself.
This is called skill, do you understand?
"Get out of here, the old guy is trying to trick me again."
King Wen blew his beard and stared, wishing he could slap away the chrysanthemum-like old face not far in front of him.
Not long after, the two Imperial Masters under the Human Emperor's seat walked out of the hall and sat opposite each other under a towering spiritual tree outside the hall.
"Dalong, there is such a big commotion in the Guixu world.
It's time to deal with those ancient survivors.
At the end of the era, tell some existences who are ready to make a move that we, the human race, are back."
King Wu said quietly, with a glimmer of light shining in his seemingly cloudy eyes.
"I knew something would happen a long time ago.
Even if it wasn't this matter, Qingyang would still have to come up with other things for me.
Don't think about settling down."
King Wen squinted his eyes, covering up the dim light in his pupils.
"Back when the old dragon-slayer was still in charge of the destiny platform, he told me that the phenomenon of destiny was erupting in the west, and that the time for humankind's destiny to be reborn from the ashes would push our species to re-enter the golden age. " King Wen said softly, as the emperor's master planning under the throne of the Human Emperor, he knew many more secrets of the human race than King Wu.
King Wu is in charge of conquests, because there have been few conquests by the human race over the years, which makes him seem a little quiet.
Not only that, this time the human race is conquering the sea, the Human Emperor is mainly led by Emperor Ziwei and Yuanjun Jingwei, and he has nothing to do.
Therefore, as King Wu, he is very idle, otherwise he would not come to King Wen at this moment. .
He saw that the world in Guixu was in chaos, his hands were itchy, and he looked eagerly to the west to start fighting, feeling a little sad.
The responsibility of King Wen is very different.
As a planner, he needs to coordinate the overall situation.
"Luck is so illusory that even the Human Emperor God, as the master of my human race, cannot fully understand everything.
For more than a hundred epochs in ancient times, it has been silent and has almost fallen to the bottom."
King Wen's voice continued, as if his thoughts were aroused.
"Things must turn against each other.
The fate of our human race has plummeted to the bottom over the years.
Now it is time to rise again.
According to the records in our clan's ancient books that came out of the city, whenever there is a catastrophe for our human race, it will be When the destiny of the human race is revived, the destiny will flourish and support the ethnic group to cope with the disaster
.
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"Now that the end of the era is coming, Qi Luck has begun to recover hundreds of years ago, and the Qi Luck God King's cultivation system has been restored.
However, this is just the beginning.
The turmoil in the Guixu world is the introduction to the reconstruction of the God King's Palace."
"So, Qingyang has noticed the mystery of luck, that's why he is so high-profile, hunting down the true god, and shocking the ruins."
King Wu stroked his beard.
He was almost on the same level as Qingyang Huan, so he called him Qingyang.
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"My human race is not a small race among all races.
Our destiny is boundless and boundless.
We cannot be timid in our actions.
The general trend is mine, so we should march forward with great vigor."
After hearing this, King Wu rubbed his hands and said: "Old man, you see the world of Guixu is about to start a war.
Qingyang is indeed a good junior, but in the land of Guixu, it is inevitable that the two clans of immortals and gods will reappear.
It’s not a good balance, do you want it or not?”
"No, the human race is in chaos all over the world, and you can't leave Buzhou Mountain.
If the Human Emperor is not here, you need to sit in the center and direct the overall conquest."
I know that my old friend’s hands are itchy.
I didn’t get anything from the battle to conquer the sea in the east.
Now the return to the ruins in the west is in chaos.
As the imperial master in charge of the expedition, I feel really aggrieved.
Even so, King Wen still shook his head.
Although both of them were Imperial Masters under the same title of the Human Emperor, and their status was equal in theory, in fact, the Left Imperial Master was so superior in decision-making compared to the Right Imperial Master.
It doesn't matter where the human race is in chaos.
As long as the mountains are not in chaos, it will be enough to bring chaos to all directions.
This is why, after knowing what Qingyang Huan had done, he was just furious.
The world of Guixu is in chaos, no matter how Qingyang Huan twists it, as long as the five directions of the land and Buzhou Mountain stand, he can reshape the world.
"The situation in Guixu is confusing.
Although that kid Qingyang is the master of the Palace of the Divine King," "The emperors Gouchen are here.
If you can't suppress Xiji Xingtian like this, I've misjudged that little bastard.
I will personally go to quell the chaos then."
There was a domineering tone in King Wen's voice, his beard and hair were dancing wildly, and divine light was splashing in his eyes, like sharp swords piercing the void.
"The Palace of the Gods has been re-established.
I don't know what kind of scene there will be when preaching to all the heavens and worlds."
"Hey, I'm going to see the Human Emperor.
The position of King Wu is no longer available.
I want to overthrow him."
King Wu came in a hurry and left dejectedly, shaking his head.
I am the emperor's master King Wu, a giant of the human race who is in charge of conquests.
Why don't you come to me for any fights?
Fight against the fairy city.
In the vast and boundless void river, messy void fragments gathered together and flowed out from the depths of endless void.
On the river, a fairy city filled with ancient atmosphere floated on it and flowed down the river.
A petrified immortal soldier at the top of the city held an immortal spear, without any vitality in his body, exuding coldness.
Immortal mist lingers in the depths of the fairy city, making it difficult to see the scene inside.
In the haze, the fairy palace towers are looming, and in the center of the fairy city is an ancient burial ground.
The coffin of an immortal coffin was half open.
On the lid of the coffin, a person wearing broken immortal armor sat cross-legged.
The blood hole on his chest was clearly visible.
He sat cross-legged with a heavy sword flat on his knees.
A strong aura of decay and vicissitudes of life circulated outside, and there were roaring sounds and immortal bones flying, as if sitting cross-legged among the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
It was the Tianluo Immortal General who had dealt with Qingyang Huan.
The Qi of the Immortal General at this moment was many times more powerful than the last time.
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Buzz A ray of fairy light bloomed, breaking away the diffuse fairy mist.
Around the black coffin, the same coffin appeared again, as black as ink, engraved with ancient fairy patterns.
"Immortal Emperor, the human race has reestablished the Palace of Qi Luck God, which is similar to our immortal Qi Luck.
Some of our immortal clan are returning to the world of ruins, so the human race cannot be underestimated."
Suddenly, Tianluo Immortal General spoke, paused and then said: "At least we can't underestimate it right now, this place is too close to the human race."
Buzz.
The fairy mist rolled, evolving time and space flowed, and a misty fairy shadow loomed in the hazy mist, suddenly freezing time and space.
"The Luck of the Human Race" There was a hint of doubt in the ethereal fairy voice.
"Immortal Emperor, not long ago, the human race hunted and killed two great gods from the Kuafu lineage of the divine race.
Those barbarians of Kuafu will not give up.
Tianluo feels that in this land of ruins, before our immortal race has fully returned, It’s better not to break out into conflicts with the human race.
If possible, we can work together to deal with the gods.”
"The great god of the Kuafu God Clan, with Immortal Emperor-level combat power, killed two of them.
Go ahead and see what the human race's God King's Palace is like."
"yes."
"etc."
The fairy mist rolled, and a voice came from the hazy fairy shadow again.
"Take the ancient sword of the Gods with you."
"Immortal Emperor, this ancient sword may be an innate spiritual treasure.
The sacred object has been hidden for a long time.
If it is given to the human race, wouldn't it be an advantage to the enemy?"
Tianluo Immortal General's expression showed surprise.
This immortal sword has always been in the city.
Many immortals tried to refine it but failed.
"The gods choose their own owners.
Even if the things that are not my fairy clan are left here for hundreds of millions of years, they will still belong to our fairy clan.
Even if they are given to the human race, it is still unclear whose hands they will fall into."
The voice fell in the fairy mist, and the hazy figure also melted away.
"yes."
Soon a ray of fairy light rushed out of the fairy city and disappeared into the darkness.
Crash.
When Tianluo Immortal General left Zhanxian City, in the distance of the Void River, a silver-white island about ten feet in size floated on the waves of space.
A little Taoist boy stood on it, his white Taoist robe dancing in the wind.
In the bamboo basket on his back, a small fish spit out bubbles.
Spring water kept dripping through the gaps in the bamboo basket, but it could not soak into his Taoist robe.
"Xiao Yu'er, I feel my sword."
The little Taoist boy raised his face, with a hint of hope in his expression.
"Master is right, it's so big outside, I found my sword so quickly."
Seemingly in a good mood, the little Taoist boy stepped into the rolling water of space and walked step by step.
"Exterminate demons, protect the Tao, and protect my race.
I'm here."
"In the Palace of Gods, two true gods have been hunted and killed.
Mingtong, go and tell the human palace master that our holy clan is willing to join forces with him to kill those old fossils."
In the Shentian Clan continent, oh, I forgot to mention that not long ago, the descendants of the two major god bloodlines of the Shentian Clan and the Saint Clan integrated the descendants of the God Clan such as the Five Elements Spirit Clan and officially declared to the heavens as the Holy Clan.
Nowadays, among all the races in the world, there is no longer a Saint Clan or a Shentian Clan, only the Holy Clan, and the Shinto Heavenly Court has been rebuilt on the original God Celestial Clan continent, with the Divine Emperor of the Shentian Clan as the ruler of the Shinto Heavenly Court.
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"Asshole, are the humans going to fight to the death?"
In the world of Guixu, the ancient burial ground is intertwined with decaying mist.
Surrounded by fully bulging tombs, a huge altar stands on the black earth.
The altar is surrounded by golden crows, and an incense burner below is as big as a mountain, and the decaying sacrificial vessels are stuck in the ground like a mountain.
Between the swords, spears and axes, the eyes of the high priest of the Kuafu God Clan flashed with anger.
"Wu Li, take back the head of the owner of the Human Race God Palace and place it on the altar":