In the palace of the God King.
"Master Turtle, Master Turtle, although he is 60,000 years old" Gui Buxian was very hurt and murmured: "Coco Turtle Master is still a baby turtle.
We turtles are only in their infancy when they are 60,000 years old."
"Who is not a baby yet?"
"Don't catch me, I'm going to beat this naughty kid to death today."
Under the transformation of the purple energy of human nature, the Palace of Gods has formed multiple space worlds.
At this moment, in this manifested hall, Guibuxian Qi is full of energy and wants to beat up the naughty kid on the opposite side.
Fortunately, Qing Yanghuan held down his turtle shell and allowed his four short legs to keep sliding.
He could only keep struggling and shouting.
"If Master Turtle doesn't beat you, you won't know why the flowers are so red."
After a stick of incense, Uncle Turtle stopped making trouble.
This guy was a naughty kid, so naturally he would not hold grudges.
Most of the previous things were a joke.
At this moment, he and the little Taoist boy stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, neither of them willing to blink across the void, and they were fighting each other.
"Kid, where are you from?"
"Dongsheng Pavilion."
"Where are your seniors?"
"They are all going to the East China Sea.
The human race is conquering the sea.
As a member of the Tao clan, we naturally have to do our part.
This Taoist boy is also going to the East China Sea to save the common people and protect our clan."
"Come on, it's just you.
It's good if you don't let the monster eat you halfway.
Your small body is not big enough for a beast to fill its teeth."
Gui Buxian struck him with words.
Faced with Xiao Daotong's immature declaration, Qingyang Huan felt a lot.
Hiding in the mountains in the prosperous times and saving the vicissitudes of life in troubled times have never been empty words for the Tao people.
The child in front of him has been recognized as the owner of the Zhuxian Sword.
You must know that four eras have passed since the civilization of the Immortal Way.
Few people have heard of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, but he actually recognized the little guy in front of him.
What is the secret that surrounds this little guy?
What luck.
"Wait for me here."
As soon as he thought of this, Qingyang Huan's voice floated in the air, and his figure disappeared into the hall.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking for a sword for you."
Curling his lips, Gui Buxian was very depressed.
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian actually claimed the master of a little kid.
Soon Qingyang Huan returned to the Palace of the Divine King, holding the Zhenxian Sword in his hand.
Of course, he got it from Sister Liuyun.
Zhenxian Sword has been with Liusu for many years, but she has never recognized its owner.
However, she has also gained a lot of benefits and has mastered the way of swordsmanship.
Half a day later, outside the God King's Palace.
"Uncle, you are a very good person."
The little Taoist boy was carrying his own bamboo basket.
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Between the bamboo basket and the Taoist robe, two three-foot swords were stuck diagonally, tied with simple animal skin strips.
"Uncle, I'm going to the East China Sea, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with the war.
I'll come back to see you when I have accomplished my military exploits."
Also resisting the urge to beat up the little Taoist boy, Qingyang Huan stuffed a purple gold token into the kid's hand, then waved his hand and said: "Crush this token when in danger, there are my traces in it" picture."
"Go ahead."
Seeing the little Taoist boy walking away with the bamboo basket on his back, pushing up his hat after a few steps, Gui Buxian suddenly said: "Ah Huan, why do I feel that you are more and more like the emperor on Buzhou Mountain?"
Mr.
Shi.”
"Is there any" Hearing this, Qingyang Huan responded subconsciously, and then he smiled.
Regarding the departure of the little Taoist boy, neither Qingyanghuan nor Gui Buxian felt there was anything wrong.
Who would dare to mess with the guy who was recognized as the master of the Zhuxian Sword.
Sometimes people are really irritating compared to others.
It is said that a strong person starts from a humble beginning, goes through many battles, and reaches the top of the sky.
However, some people are born in the sky.
You think it is irritating or not.
"As expected of the Palace Master of the Human God King, haha" Amidst Gui Buxian's laughter, one person and one turtle returned to the Palace of the Gods.
In front of the God King Monument.
Qingyanghuan and Shengyan Tiannu stood side by side, looking at the monument of the God King.
"Sheng Yan, the God King Platform is in the space derived from the God King Monument.
You can understand the God King Dharma by climbing to the God King Platform.
Anyway, there is no God King now.
You go and practice."
As the master of the Palace of the Divine King, Qingyang Huan has no scruples in using public affairs for personal gain.
The Purple Qi of Humanity carried by Sheng Yan Tian Nu is not enough to truly transform into a dragon, but this does not prevent him from first understanding the system of the Divine King.
Shenwang Terrace is the place where Yutian Shenwang, the founder of the Qi Luck God King system, realized the Tao of Qi Luck.
There are endless opportunities.
Since the reconstruction of the God's Palace system, the original list of human gods and generals imprinted on the general worship platform has been wiped out, and the word "general worship platform" has also disappeared from heaven and earth.
Arrange the Holy Face Goddess to enter the Divine King's Platform, and Qingyang Huan enters the lowest level of the Divine King's Palace.
The place is dark and quiet, and there are gusts of wind.
This time when the Divine King's Palace was established, God's luck not only transformed the Divine King's Palace, but also incorporated the underworld ruins that he had moved from the Divine Desolate Realm into it.
Covered by the purple energy of humanity, the breath of the underworld is obscured.
As his strength grew, his ambition became more and more lush like a spiritual tree, hiding the underworld here, but he had a big plan.
"Ah Huan, theoretically speaking, this matter can be achieved."
Gui Buxian lay on his shoulder, excitement flashing in his small purple eyes.
"When I was at Xingxiu Mountain, I asked my ancestor, and he also said that even in the Middle Ages, the human race did not establish the underworld, and the ethnic groups that were born also had the cycle of life."
"The reason why the human race coincided with the heavenly secrets to establish the underworld in its heyday is probably because the rules of heaven and earth are incomplete and the cycle of life is flawed, so there are humans who established the underworld to complete the cycle."
The divine light in Qing Yanghuan's eyes kept flickering.
He had been deducing this issue a long time ago, that is, before the medieval human race established the Great Underworld, there was another life cycle system in this world.
Only in this way can we explain why before the birth of the human race and the collapse of the human race's underworld in the ancient times, the heavens and worlds still did not fall into chaos.
Because of the collapse of the underworld, the rules of heaven and earth had to re-activate the original reincarnation system.
At the same time, the broken underworld was also in operation.
This is proven by the fact that lonely souls and wild ghosts are constantly being sucked into the broken underworld.
Based on this inference, he came up with the idea in his mind.
"Ah Huan, you won't know until you do it."
"One word is do it."
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Gu Buxian was very excited about this plan, and he even gave it a name, called Extinction.
Previously, a ray of thought from Jia Zun, the third generation of the Jia Luo tribe, controlled a wandering soul in the ruined underworld, claiming to be Yama of the Tenth Hall.
He controlled the underworld and continuously sent the wandering souls inhaled into the hands of Jia Luo on the other side of the Naihe Bridge.
Now Qingyang Huan Be prepared to do the opposite.
Converging the wandering souls of all races in the world, all the wandering ghosts have been destroyed.
The world reincarnates, and the reincarnation is life.
It is strangled directly before the reincarnation, and you are not even allowed to enter the womb.
By the way, I would like to confirm my speculation as to whether reincarnation between heaven and earth is a carrot or a pit.
This plan can be said to be extremely sinister.
"Palace Master."
Po Meng followed behind and said aloud: "What about the human wandering souls that came in?"
The underworld in front of us is broken, so the ghosts that are sucked in are not divided into different ethnic groups, and the ghosts that come in are also irregular.
There are not a few ghosts who belong to the human race.
Po Meng's question put Qingyang Huan in a bit of a dilemma.
He tried many times to communicate about the hell deep inside the Samsara Gate, but he never got a response from King Chakravartin and Judge Cui.
If what he speculated is true, and if even the wandering souls of the human race are wiped out, this does not mean that he is demolishing his own house and killing his own family.
"Ah Huan, Mr.
Gui has thought of it.
We can do an experiment with a small ethnic group, and we can also find fragments of the underworld scattered in the outside world and integrate them into it to repair the underworld."
Uncle Turtle squinted his eyes.
Even if their deduction was correct, as long as the second reincarnation system under the control of heaven and earth existed, it would be impossible to truly exterminate an ethnic group from its roots.
However, it can affect the birth of blood of a group.
The reason for the longevity of a group is that blood descendants continue to come and geniuses emerge in large numbers.
If the number of vampires born decreases, the corresponding number of geniuses will also decrease, and the race will inevitably decline.
Fortunately, the human race has a huge base, so much so that the Garo tribe has swallowed up a large number of human wandering souls.
In addition, relying on the second reincarnation system, the human race does not have a bloodline gap.
"I think we should use the Five Elements God Clan as an experiment."
Turtle squinted his little eyes, played with the sharp claws on his little feet, and kept counting, saying: "Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, earth, wood, water, fire, gold, gold."
"It's the Golden God Clan among the Five Elements God Clan.
Oh, I forgot they are called the Holy Clan now."
"The human wandering souls will be protected in the underworld first, and I will slowly think of a way."
After a long time, Qingyang Huan spoke helplessly, paused and continued: "The wandering souls of other ethnic groups who entered the underworld were all put into the sixteen small hells controlled by King Yama, leaving only the wandering souls of the Golden God Clan.
Kill."
In fact, he most wanted to use the Garo tribe for experiments, but unfortunately there were few ghosts in the Garo tribe.
The Garo tribe was very large, and no effect could be seen in a short period of time.
When there is really any result in the future, then he will definitely give the Garo clan a heavy blow.
If it doesn't work in one day, he will use a hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand years and a hundred thousand years to fight the Garo people.
Soon, Qingyanghuan left the underworld with Gui Buxian.
He did not feel any discomfort from what he had done before.
The ethnic groups are fighting unjustly.
If you pity this and that, who will pity the human race?
When the Garo tribe made a sneak attack, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it.
Countless ethnic groups in the world were eager to pounce on the human race and bite them.
He is the Palace Master of the Human God King, so he should do all the dirty work and things that cannot be done openly.
At this moment, he really felt a bit like the old man of the Imperial Master.
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As he thought about it, he increasingly made judgments about the fate of the entire human race.
After two days of silence on the God King's Table, the Holy Face Goddess was excluded from the inner world of the God King's Tablet.
"Husband, my luck is not up to the general trend.
It is good to be able to practice for two days.
The luck of humanity is boundless.
Looking at the four extremes, it is not easy to take advantage of opportunities."
The holy goddess is wearing a purple dress with bright divine light flowing through her.
She stands tall and has a touch of pride on her face.
"I have the holy face of Chao, and I hold a three-foot thunder sword in my hand, which can break through the underworld and fall into the stars.
I can do my part to protect the human race and create my own title of God King of Luck
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