"How can the evolution of heaven and earth be disordered?"
The white bones in the black robe were silent for a moment, then dimmed, and in the pupils, the will-o'-the-wisp suddenly jumped up again.
"The order of heaven and earth is not the order of my human race."
In the darkness, Wei'an's voice sounded again.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Qingyang Huan heard a sharp aura from this voice, which seemed to be suppressing anger.
"Don't forget that you are the equal king of our race" "Not the equal king of heaven and earth" The white bones in black robes are holding a three-foot star scale.
The weights are swaying, the stars are twinkling, and there is a faint trace of ghosts.
He is holding it in his hand, and the tail of the scale is pointing across Qingyang Huan.
"Junior, how dare you do what you want."
Buzz Accompanied by the roar of the black-robed white bones, the three-foot scale in his hand was filled with ghost mist.
It gradually enlarged and suddenly became a hundred feet in size.
Several feet in the air, the scale landed not far in front of Qingyang Huan.
"He who has a clear conscience will not be swallowed by hell."
"good."
Without the slightest hesitation, Qingyang Huan stepped forward and landed on the scale in front of him.
At this moment, he knew who the black robed and white bones in front of him were, the equal king of Yama of the Ten Palaces.
However, the equal king in front of him seemed to be mentally disturbed.
Boom Taking one step down, he stepped on the scale.
The stars are the weights and the hells are the weights.
If he really lacks a pound, will he really go to hell?
clang The moment Qingyang Huan stepped on the scale, there was a loud bang, and the fair scale exploded with divine light.
As a scale, the hell flourished, and countless demons and ghosts evolved, pressing the scale rod downwards, and wanting to Qingyang Huan must be overthrown.
"You you you" The ghost flames in King Ping Ping's pupils pulsated, and the ghost king's phantom evolved in his pupils.
He roared repeatedly and said: "Your hands have been stained with so much blood and bones."
However, no matter how the scale of justice tilted, Qingyang Huan stood motionless on the scale, let alone being swallowed by the little hell.
"How is this possible?
You are killing so fiercely and there is a calamity of killing.
How can you not go to hell?"
"King Ping Ping, the killings in my hands are fought to protect the human race.
The blood stained in my hands are all from the blood and bones of foreign races."
"Under this sky, thousands of races are competing for power.
If each race does not fight, it will be devoured by other evil wolves.
If I kill the strong alien race, it is equivalent to weakening the power of the alien race.
It is a meritorious service to my human race.
The human race shelters you from going to hell.”
"No, no, no living being can violate the rules and order of heaven and earth."
"Equal, you are the equal king of my human race, not a puppet of the rules of heaven and earth.
Wake up."
The voice in the darkness had a hint of sadness, and seemed to be in pain.
"No, there is nothing wrong with the rules of heaven and earth.
No living being can violate the order of heaven and earth.
Heretics should be punished."
In an instant, King Pingping was surrounded by ghost flames, and the Yin Qi gathered like a dragon roaring behind him.
A seven-clawed Yin dragon danced in the dim time and space, and it wanted to grab Qingyang Huan with its fangs and claws.
"Humanity is brilliant.
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I have been preaching for three generations.
Dragons are fighting in the wild, and their blood is black and yellow."
At this moment, a resonant sound of thunder sounded in the darkness, and the King of Pingding, who was in a rage, saw a touch of purple in the ghost flames deep in his pupils, as if there was a hint of clarity.
"Equality, you are tired" "No" In an instant, the ray of purple light in King Pingping's pupils was annihilated and completely turned into a violent rage.
He grabbed it with his big hand and directly grabbed the scale of heaven and earth.
With the yin energy in the sky, he broke through the dim world and rushed into the outside world. space and time.
"Oh my turtle mother, he must have been eroded by the order of heaven and earth."
The King of Pingping rolled up the wildness in the sky, and the air flow rushed into the sky, rolling up Gu Buxian, rolling continuously in the air, and finally fell to the ground after a long time.
"I only heard the old bastard at home say that the order of heaven and earth is not without will.
Under certain circumstances, warriors can be trapped in it.
I never expected to see a real person."
Looking at the crack in the sky that was knocked open by King Pingping, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with confusion.
King Pingping must still have a trace of his own intelligence, otherwise he would not have given up attacking him.
On the body of the human race Yama Luoyin, What kind of accident happened?
"The Human Emperor personally ordered Qingyang Huan, the master of the Divine Palace, to pay homage to Yama, the head of the Yin Division."
After a few breaths, Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes and shook his fists toward the darkness.
"well" After a few breaths, a soft sigh came from the dark depths of the world.
"I, King Yama, you have the aura of my sixteen minor hells in your body.
It seems that you have found the fragment of the broken underworld where my broken body exists."
"Yes."
Qingyang Huan nodded and said, "Not long ago, junior" Next, Qingyang Huan told a series of things to King Yama.
"good."
As Qing Yanghuan narrated, a soft moan came from the darkness.
"I have fallen, completely fallen."
What
Hearing this, Qingyang Huan was shocked.
According to the rules of the underworld, as long as the Yin Division's fruit position is not completely destroyed, the Yin Division official will not truly die.
"In the great catastrophe, my Yama status was completely shattered.
This one is just a ray of will relying on the broken status.
Ping Ping was also swept away by the order of heaven and earth in the chaos due to the sneak attack of the Jia Luo tribe, so that he became crazy. ” "Sigh, there has never been any fairness in this world.
King Pingping should be the reward for good and evil in my human race, not the heaven and the earth.
He was stunned.
"This underworld is entrusted to you.
Remember that our clan has been through three generations.
If you have the strength, you will protect our clan for eternity."
Half a day later.
In a dark palace deep in the mountains, Qingyang Huan saw a broken statue of King Yama.
The statue was covered with fine cracks and was crumbling, losing all spirituality.
"I didn't expect that King Yama, who was once so powerful in the human race, would actually fall, and even the realm of Yama would be shattered."
Looking at the statue that had lost its mental fluctuations, Qingyang Huan sighed.
"Ah Huan, success or failure can be judged on right or wrong.
A hero can't be judged on success or failure.
King Yama of the human race fell while protecting the inheritance of the human race.
Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence."
Feeling the loss in Qing Yanghuan's heart, Gu Buxian also became serious.
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The inheritance and reproduction of a clan are supported by countless ethnic groups.
Perhaps these people are unknown or have fallen silently, but they truly exist and need to be remembered.
"I just didn't expect that Yama would really fall."
After a long time, Qingyang Huan said in a deep voice.
"Greetings, my lord."
At this time, a hazy ghost figure appeared outside the hall.
Among them was a little ghost leading a donkey-like ghost beast.
At this moment, he stared at Qingyang Huan in fear, and he was almost scared to death.
"Hey, do you remember the turtle?"
Turtle Master was very happy when he saw this little ghost leading a donkey among the ghosts.
"Tell me how much Turtle is worth, and whether he deserves to be one of the three imperial weapons."
"Big lord, little devil" Looking at Gui Buxian right in front of him, the kid was about to cry.
Why was he so unlucky?
However, he obeyed orders and all the spiritual objects he collected were taken away by His Highness King Ping Ping.
"Okay, Bu Xian."
Qingyanghuan stopped Gui Buxian from continuing his mischief.
He was really afraid that Gui Buxian would scare the little devil in front of him out of his wits.
Now he has understood that this broken underworld is the residence of King Ping Ping.
Back then, the great underworld collapsed and thousands of fragments were scattered between the heaven and the earth.
Over the long years, this underworld has been constantly absorbing wandering ghosts.
Under the control of the insane King Ping, the ghosts have formed an alternative underworld world.
It is a pity that King Ping Ping, who is also the Yama of the Tenth Palace, ended up like this.
"Thank you, sir."
The kid knelt down in front of Qingyang Huan and said hurriedly: "My lord, I know that the kid is following the instructions of His Highness King Ping Ping, and there is absolutely no violation."
"Everyone, get up."
Qing Yanghuan held up his hands for a moment, and more than a hundred ghost figures below were lifted up one after another.
"From now on, you can still perform your duties."
After dismissing these brats, Qingyang Huan turned around and bowed slightly to the defeated statue of Yama.
"Your Majesty Yama, Qingyang, as a descendant of the human race, should remember the teachings and safeguard the reproduction and inheritance of our human race."
After a stick of incense, Qingyang Huan reappeared in the Divine Realm of Light, holding a dark fragment of the underworld in his hand.
Unfortunately, even the remaining mental fluctuations of King Yama did not tell him why the fragment of the underworld appeared in the light.
Underneath the statue.
As for King Ping Ping, I don’t know where he went.
"The fighting outside is over."
Gui Buxian looked outside and said aloud.
Outside the Light God's Domain, the dim world of Guixu was peaceful.
The war between the Holy Clan and the Immortal Clan ended at some unknown time.
Qingyang Huan's eyes also looked outside the territory and discovered the peaceful world of Guixu.
Then his spiritual will surged out like a tide, penetrating the divine mist filled with blood.
After a stick of incense, the World Stone was discovered under the earth in the center of God's Domain.
This World Stone is the center of the entire Light God Realm space.
Refining this World Stone is equivalent to controlling this time and space.
Although the Light God Realm is dilapidated, it is vast and covers a radius of no less than hundreds of thousands of miles.
It is filled with strong blood energy and evil spirits are bound to emerge from it.
It is a good place for warriors to practice.
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He planned to take the Light God Realm back and hand it over to Sheng Yan as a place of trial for the Fire Temple.
One day later, Qingyanghuan returned to the Palace of the Gods.
He came to the time and space evolved deep in the Palace of the Gods.
This was where the fragments of the underworld he obtained last time were placed.
He was going to merge the two fragments of the underworld into one.
Buzz Fragments of the pitch-black underworld emerged, exuding coldness and coldness.
For a moment, even ice shards froze in the void and fell rustlingly.
"Ah Huan, be careful."
Gui Buxian stared at Qingyang Huan nervously and said with some worry.
For some reason, Uncle Gui always felt frightened.
"What's wrong" Qingyang Huan immediately noticed that Gui Buxian was different.
Guiye had never been so cautious.
"Ah Huan, do you believe Mr.
Turtle said there is danger?"
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