"Sacred Tiger" Hearing this, Gui Buxian didn't pay attention.
This is the battlefield of the true gods.
There are too many strange beasts with the blood of divine beasts.
Not to mention him, for Qingyang Huan, ordinary beasts with the blood of divine beasts have long been looked down upon. .
The Pengniao in front of him had just condensed Wang Dan.
It seemed that he wanted to show off his power, but unfortunately he found the wrong target.
"Master Turtle still likes to roast the middle part of his wings.
Don't worry, Master Turtle will only eat the middle part of your wings and keep the rest for you.
Maybe you can grow it in the future."
"Have mercy on me, I'm absolutely telling no lies.
It's really a great opportunity.
The sacred coffin is engraved with the basalt beast pattern.
I just took a look at it from a distance and almost died of a violent heart attack."
The golden-winged roc huddled on the ground and mourned, bursting into tears.
"It's really a treasure.
All the beast kings nearby know it, even the gods know it."
"Do you think Mr.
Turtle is a fool?
This is the battlefield of the True Gods.
All the True Gods know it, and they will keep the treasures without taking them.
Do you think Mr.
Turtle is a fool when you raise your head and look at it?"
"Master Turtle, spare your life.
My words are true.
It's because the Gods don't dare to provoke the Divine Tiger."
"Stinky bird, how dare you trick Mr.
Turtle into committing suicide."
Pengniao was about to cry at this moment.
Is this really the day of his death?
No matter what he said, the turtle in front of him didn't believe it.
"Where is the location of the divine tiger?"
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan stopped the turtle who was pretending to be a tiger, and asked aloud to the pengniao in front of him.
"It's in the God Burial Source a million miles away."
Then Qingyang Huan looked into the distance.
The stars on this battlefield were not even a hundred years old, but they were like a fully functioning world.
Even he had to marvel at the miraculous craftsmanship of heaven and earth.
"Walk."
Picking up Gui Buxian, Qingyang Huan disappeared into the diffuse divine mist.
He could realize that Pengniao had not lied to him.
There was a big secret millions of miles away.
As for whether it was what Pengniao said, he could not tell.
Unable to determine authenticity.
Watching Qing Yanghuan leave with Gui Buxian, the fear in Pengniao's eyes disappeared for a long time.
It came here just to escape from the killings millions of miles away, but it didn't expect that it was so unlucky that it encountered such a terrifying person. existence.
Fortunately, there was no danger.
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The adult seemed unwilling to meet him, but he had a doubt: why did the turtle imitate the howl of a wolf?
Could it be that he had mutated?
A million miles of mountains, rivers and land, even if Qingyang Huan deliberately lowered his pace, he still crossed it in less than half an hour.
The divine mist that pervaded here was even thicker, and the undulating mountains became more majestic and majestic.
There is a forest of rocks, and each solitary peak is as high as ten thousand feet.
It is as black as inkstone, and the rocks are rugged.
From a distance, they seem to have no order at all, but they form a strange formation.
Even if he observes After a while, I also didn't notice the clues.
I could only vaguely notice that it was a large formation.
The range of this mountain range is very wide.
Compared with the killings in other places on the battlefield, it seems very peaceful.
The vegetation is lush and transformed into spiritual creatures under the nourishment of divine energy.
Coming here, Qingyang Huan felt more and more that this battlefield world was not temporarily built, but more like it had existed for a long time.
In his perception, there were figures of warriors constantly wandering around the mountains and forests, and he obviously knew it.
Creation deep in the mountains.
With his strength, it was very easy to prevent these warriors from noticing, but when he got here, Qingyang Huan was not hiding his divine form, because he found that there were many warriors entering the mountains, from all ethnic groups in the world, as well as from the True God Clan.
Warriors exist.
Stepping into the mountains, the divine mist is bright.
Compared to the bloody outside world, the divine mist permeating the mountains is actually filled with a faint fragrance, like an aroma of ambergris that has been silent for eternity.
For warriors with low strength, here With this aroma permeating the air, you will soon fall into drowsiness.
"Hey, a human race dares to come here to hunt for treasure."
Qingyang Huan, who revealed his divine form, was quickly spotted by several figures in the divine mist.
Four warriors holding quasi-king soldiers and wearing armor walked out of the mountains.
All four of them are from the Vampire Clan.
Without stimulating their bloodline, each of them has a tall and straight figure and handsome appearance, but a pair of vicious eyes ruined the entire beauty.
The blood energy and divine energy of the four people are intertwined, and their auras are all borderline between half kings and kings.
Just like Feng Qingyang back then, he obviously gained a lot of benefits in the True God battlefield.
"But the little half-king, it was your fate to meet us, so please stay."
A vampire warrior wearing a red armor, his narrow eyes flashed with coldness as he looked at Qingyang Huan.
There was a hint of surprise in Qingyang Huan's eyes.
It was unbelievable that there was a calamity.
He had not encountered such a scene for many years.
Didn't he see that Uncle Gui was so happy?
The four warriors from the Vampire Clan in front of them were obviously ruthless people, and they were engaged in the business of plundering and plundering in this battlefield of the True God.
The battlefield was really huge, and there were all kinds of birds.
"Keep all your treasures, as well as all the blood and bones in your body."
Regarding the guy in front of him, Qingyang Huan shook his head slightly, and his mental fluctuations overflowed like ripples.
The four blood warriors with ferocious faces stood there without any movement at all, and the ferocious look in their eyes turned into dull expressions.
Light.
"Damn it, Qingyang Huan, you dare to ruin Mr.
Gui's good deeds.
Who asked you to take action?"
Suddenly, Mr.
Turtle was not happy about it.
Such a fun thing as robbery, what a chance it would be to encounter it.
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It really ruined Mr.
Turtle's interest and was not fun at all.
In an instant, Qingyang Huan captured the memories of the four blood warriors.
Sure enough, there was a secret deep in the mountains, and it triggered the arrival of the true god warriors, and there were also strong men from the Holy Heaven.
As for the four of them, they did not dare to go deep into the mountains, so they started robbing families and homes outside the mountains, trapping and killing all warriors who were not as strong as them, and seizing fortune.
Looking at the auras of the four of them that are superior to those of half-kings, you can tell that these four people have gained a lot of blessings in this True God battlefield.
"Walk."
Picking up the yelling turtle, Qingyang Huan headed towards the depths of the mountains again.
At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.
The chance of attracting the attention of both the True God Clan and the Holy Heavenly Powerhouse was definitely not small.
The further he went towards the depths of the mountains, the richer the fragrance that filled the divine mist became, and the anesthetizing effect on the blood of the warriors became more powerful.
Along the way, he saw many warriors lying on the ground and losing their will.
So weird.
As he continued to get deeper into it, Qingyang Huan suddenly discovered that this mountain range was like a bottomless pit, with no end in sight.
The depths of the mountains are infinite.
At least the distance he walked was long enough to cross the mountains from the outside.
But at this moment, in his eyes, there were still continuous mountains in front of him.
"This is the cosmic formation."
The turtle who stopped playing around, his small purple eyes flashed with solemnity, the four directions above and below are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe.
This is the definition of time and space by all the races of heaven and earth.
Anything that involves the mystery of time and space is all between heaven and earth.
Secret.
"ah" At this moment, the divine mist in the distance rolled and evolved into ancient beast shadows.
The divine mist exploded continuously and turned into blazing flames.
A figure staggered and rolled over, its whole body burning with blazing divine flames.
"It's the Gods."
The figure burned by the divine flames was a divine man from the true God clan who had already ignited the divine fire.
At this moment, his divine body was ignited by the divine flames and he was unable to extricate himself.
This divine man who was burned by divine flames staggered past not far from Qingyang Huan, and was completely reduced to ashes in a short time.
In just a few breaths, a divine man who was comparable to the realm of all heavenly kings was burned.
The soul is in disarray.
"Ah Huan, how about we go back."
Gui Buxian stared blankly at the god who was burned to ashes, paused and said to Qingyang Huan.
"What are you afraid of when you have a shell?"
"That's right, Mr.
Turtle has a shell."
Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with divine light, and the divine flame was extremely weird.
You must know that after becoming the true spirit of heaven and earth, if you want to be burned to death, unless it is the most powerful flame in heaven and earth, such as Jiuyang, Zhiyang, Samadhi and other divine fires, Otherwise, it would be impossible to burn the king's body, let alone burn it to ashes.
After walking forward for a while again and passing through dozens of peaks, Qingyang Huan saw that both sides of the mountain road were lined with statues of gods.
These statues looked strange, standing upright, with heads like tigers, and a pattern carved between their eyebrows.
It transformed into a domineering king's shadow, holding weapons in each hand, exuding the aura of vicissitudes of life.
It seems that after a long time, there is still a killing spirit flowing between the weapons.
"What kind of tribe is this, a demon tiger?"
After Qingyanghuan inspected several statues of gods, he found that although these upright statues looked strange, their heads looked like those of the demon tiger tribe.
However, he did not feel the demonic aura standing here, but was filled with a strong divine aura.
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"Um."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan suddenly found that Gui Buxian was in a daze, staring at a statue of a god, as if he wanted to see through it.
"Sacrifice the tiger."
Suddenly, Gui Buxian came back to his senses and said to Qingyang Huan: "Ah Huan, look at these statues.
They are engraved with ancient sacrificial totems.
This is the characteristic of the sacrificial tiger tribe under the legendary White Tiger Supervisor. " "Sacrifice to the Tiger Clan" "It is said that the White Tiger Supervisor God among the Five Holy Beasts is responsible for murder.
However, as a holy beast, he cannot easily participate in the conquests between heaven and earth.
Therefore, he selected a tribe of ferocious beasts and tigers between heaven and earth, and gave a drop of his own blood to improve it.
He killed this tiger clan and became a ferocious tiger clan with great power in the world.
The tiger clan, who was given tiger blood by the white tiger, was grateful for the great kindness of the white tiger, so they respected the white tiger as their ancestor, engraved the white tiger totem, offered sacrifices every year, and called themselves the sacrificial tiger clan.
However, this ethnic group was just a flash in the pan in the world, and soon died out completely.
A statue dedicated to the Tiger tribe actually appeared here.
Could it be that the White Tiger Supervisor God really appeared in this world?"
Gui Buxian groaned softly, but he couldn't touch it.
Now two and a half of the five sacred beasts have appeared in the world, and there are still the Suzaku Lingguang Divine Lord, the White Tiger Supervisor, and the Xuanwu Emperor.
"You'll find out once you go in and take a look."
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan interrupted Gui Buxian's doubts and said that if the White Tiger God really appeared in this world, it would be a great thing for him
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