Buzz A wisp of divine flame jumped in the palm of his hand, like an elf dancing between heaven and earth, exuding a faint divine light.
This wisp of divine flame that was forced out of his body had a domineering aura of assimilation that could continuously swallow up the blood in the warrior's body.
Assimilate, and then transform martial arts into Shinto power.
Taking an ordinary True First Realm warrior as an example, by continuously absorbing divine power, it only takes a few short years or even more than ten years to swallow up most of the original blood and energy in the body, turn it into divine power, and become a warrior.
A kind of demigod physique.
Not only that, during this transformation process, the divine flames can also continuously destroy the original will of the warrior, and under the influence of the divine flames, they can then break away from the original ethnic group and subtly become a member of the divine race.
This method of boiling frogs in warm water also avoids the warrior's initial fierce resistance.
After all, he is unknowingly affected, and it will no longer feel awkward when he truly becomes a god.
In Qingyang Huan's perception, this kind of transformed god-man is essentially different from the people of the True God Clan.
It is more like the True God Clan replenishing the declining tribe, and it is very different from the real God Clan itself. .
"Is this how the gods expand their tribesmen?"
There was a hint of interest in Gui Buxian's eyes.
In fact, thousands of races coexisted in the vast wilderness of the mountains and seas.
Not all ethnic groups relied on blood to reproduce.
For example, the Soldier Clan and the Bone Clan all collected scattered ancient soldiers and warriors from the vast world.
The bones were brought back to the clan and after a long process of transformation, they became their own clansmen.
The Corpse Clan is searching for the corpses of all races all over the world.
According to legend, the angels under the God of Light of the True God Clan were born through the Reincarnation Pool.
In comparison, the current transformation of the True God Clan is not so strange.
This transformation method is more like a bloodline invasion, replacing the original bloodline and soul of the warrior, and erasing the mark of the clan to which the warrior originally belonged.
Lose.
"No, the true god is restraining his slaves."
After extinguishing the divine flames in his palms, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes.
In his opinion, for the supreme True God to allow all races to participate in their divine war, it was considered as lowering his noble head.
How could he let these transformed people Warriors are equal to them.
What they need are slaves, not people of the same bloodline as themselves, and they will not allow the lowly bloodline in their eyes to tarnish the nobility of the gods.
"puff."
Gui Buxian opened his mouth to blow out the wisp of divine flame in front of him, and said aloud: "Ah Huan, there is a devastation in this divine energy, which can confuse the warrior's mind.
Even a determined warrior cannot rely on divine power.
The temptation to increase strength, once the divine power accumulated in the body is absorbed by most of the body, it will be difficult even if you don't want to become a god. " "Now, look at the warriors around you.
The divine light in their eyes is as bright as the stars.
They have long been affected by the pleasure of rapidly increasing their strength.
How can they notice that they are affected by this kind of pleasure?"
"So this is a conspiracy.
The golden signboard of the True God Clan is not sealed.
Even if they know their plan, it is impossible for all races to completely ban their own people from coming here.
The God Clan can supplement it through the transformation of divine power.
Even if you don’t have enough clan members, you can still get a large number of slaves.”
"Furthermore, warriors who can obtain a large amount of divine energy and transform it into combat bodies by constantly hunting their opponents in the battlefield of the true gods are all beings with superior luck and strength.
This is tantamount to choosing the best."
Soon, Qingyang Huan's group of warriors headed towards the vast battlefield again.
Two days later, they encountered a scattered sacred heavenly warriors again.
This scattered warriors numbered over a thousand people.
After the battle, Qingyang Huan's division was defeated and retreated.
Only a few hundred remaining soldiers retreated to the rear.
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The leader of the battle group, Feng Qingyang, also died in the battle.
While retreating, Qing Yanghuan observed that the warriors under the command of the Holy Heaven were also absorbing the blood energy contained in the opponent's bones, and then also absorbed the divine energy that permeated the world into their bodies.
After such a shock, Qingyang Huan deliberately retreated towards the rear, surrounded by the retreating battle group, and evacuated from the True God battlefield through the teleportation array.
For such a crippled human blood warrior group, the True Gods didn't pay much attention.
Instead, they rewarded them with a lot of divine crystals in an encouraging manner.
There was even a true god with king-level strength who stood up and praised them lavishly.
He tried to comfort them by retreating to Sunset City to recuperate and recruit members to fight again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, these gods really can let go of their arrogance."
After leaving the True God Battlefield and the Sunset City, Gui Buxian finally couldn't hold back and spoke.
"The true gods have lowered their arrogance, imagine how terrifying it is."
Across the distant void, Qingyang Huan looked at the Sunset City floating in the vast sky and earth, with a trace of thought in his eyes.
Lying on his shoulder, Gui Buxian shook his head and said loudly: "The proud gods lowered their heads, just like a biting dog that doesn't bark.
It is preparing to bite people."
The little bastard looked at him with a blank look.
This time, the metaphor was forced.
"Ah Huan, we came here to move the void teleportation array.
Now we haven't got anything, so we just left like this?"
Seeing Qingyang Huan leaving the God Burial Star Territory far away, Gu Buxian couldn't help but ask aloud.
Regarding Gui Buxian's question, Qingyang Huan gently shook his head and said: "There are more important things at the moment, and the Void Teleportation Formation is not in a hurry."
Turning his head and looking back in the direction of the God Burial Star Territory, across the distant void, Qing Yanghuan's pupils bloomed with bright divine light.
"The True God Clan is constantly converging on the warriors of all races, and our human race is also among them.
The warriors of other races don't care, but the human race warriors still have to stop it, otherwise a large number of warriors will be lost, and in turn they may become enemies in the future.
This is very important to the human race.
It’s a double blow.”
After a pause, Qingyang Huan said: "Let's go to Buzhou Mountain."
"This is a conspiracy.
In fact, the original origin of the martial arts of the heavens is the Shinto.
The greatness of the juxtaposition of gods has been spread for several great eras.
This is not just talk.
The five lands of the human race are easy to say, but there are so many places in the outer starry sky.
The human race The flow of warriors cannot be screened at all."
At the top of Buzhou Mountain, the Imperial Master received Qingyang Huan's reply, and his eyes flashed with solemnity.
The God Clan was trying to drain the firepower, using warriors from all races to become their own forces.
In contrast, the strength of all races was constantly increasing.
Weakening, the Gods are constantly climbing.
Perhaps this kind of consumption is nothing to the human race, but as a convergence of the gods, they are gathering the power of all races, and the accumulation is a huge force.
"His Majesty the Human Emperor is in retreat."
Suddenly, the Imperial Master uttered these words.
"I used the empty edict left by the Human Emperor to issue an edict and spread it to all directions.
I ordered the human warriors from the ancient cave heaven kingdoms and life stars outside the four-pole starry sky not to go to the True God battlefield."
Hearing this, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but shook his head.
The sky is high and the Human Emperor is far away.
The stars outside the territory are already extremely far away from Mount Buzhou.
The Human Emperor is a monument to the human race, but it is impossible to restrict every human warrior.
This edict was issued, but it had little effect, and it might even have counter-effects.
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"Please stop teasing me."
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan saw the Imperial Master on the side moving his mouth but not taking any actual actions.
He obviously understood that this had no effect at all and was deliberately teasing him.
"Anyway, you are the Imperial Master, assisting the Human Emperor in controlling the five mountains and rivers of the human race.
As a member of the human race, I will tell you what I have discovered.
Qingyang will not be able to control the rest."
Qingyang Huan clapped his hands and immediately told him to leave.
He is really powerless and can't control this matter.
There are too many humans.
He can watch one person and a hundred people, but he can't watch so many human blood descendants.
"You are always thinking about it.
If there is a place where Qingyang is needed, Qingyang will never delay an edict."
After the words fell, Qingyang Huan left Buzhou Mountain.
He said everything that needed to be said.
He did not think that he had such great energy to stop the entire human race that was about to move.
"That's right.
Isn't this old man from the Imperial Master making things difficult for Fat Huan of our family?"
After leaving Buzhou Mountain, Gui Buxian also said aloud: "The bad old man is very bad."
"Ah Huan, where are we going now?"
"Little bastard, you said that the divine power of the true gods can erode the flesh and blood of warriors.
When the divine power in the body accumulates to a certain level, it can also affect the mind.
Do you think there is any way to prevent the mind from being affected."
At this moment, Gui Buxian was held upside down by Qingyang Huan in his hand.
Uncle Turtle's small purple eyes rolled.
After a long time, Master Turtle said aloud: "You are saying that the human heart of a god is transformed into a divine body through cultivation with the help of divine power, but the fighting spirit in the heart still belongs to the human race."
"kindness."
Qingyang Huan nodded slightly, the human race is an ethnic group that embraces all rivers and embraces all things within the universe.
As for the warriors themselves, they don't care what kind of method they practice.
There are human warriors who cultivate demons and blood cultivators.
As long as they use the methods they cultivate to protect the human race, martial arts is just a way of self-protection.
As long as your heart is with the human race, over there are the human race.
“This is really really true” "Really what" Carrying Gui Buxian and swinging him hard, he had to use some tricks to deal with this little bastard.
"Hey, stop shaking.
The turtle shell is almost falling apart.
You can really give it a try."
Gui Buxian shouted vaguely: "The divine power is washing the physical body at first.
Warriors will only feel their strength growing rapidly at the beginning.
Judging from the appearance of those warriors before, there should still be some.
In my opinion, Mr.
Turtle estimates that no matter what, he will have to wait until he transforms into a demigod to begin to gradually corrode the spiritual world.
As long as the soul is separated from the flesh and blood, you can give it a try. " "How to separate the soul from the flesh and blood?
If the warrior is dead, how can he draw the divine power?"
"Hey, hey, don't shake, don't, don't, don't shake, don't you have a half-dead person, you can give it a try
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