The statues of gods worshiping the Tiger Clan stand on the cliffs between the rolling mountains.
They are scattered and irregular, with a pair of eyes as clear as black jade crystals, and the pupils are clearly visible.
Each statue is engraved with totem divine patterns, and its pupils sparkle with a kind of longing.
"Ah Huan, look at the eyes of these tiger statues.
They are all looking in the same direction."
Qingyang Huan's eyes followed Gui Buxian's words and looked towards the surrounding statues of the tiger tribe.
Sure enough, it was as Gui Buxian said.
Although the surrounding mountains were undulating and the rocks were rugged, the locations of these statues were also high and low.
The heights are different, but the faces of the statues all look in the same direction.
"Deep in the mountains."
Suddenly, his eyes were slightly sharp.
Over the years, he had also learned a lot about the five holy beasts.
As one of the five holy beasts, the White Tiger Supervisor God has the sharpness of the sharp gold of heaven and earth.
According to legend, his master murdered.
Use weapons.
Even under the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth, the white tiger still cannot completely suppress the killing intention in his heart.
It lives in the west of heaven and earth, standing tall and overlooking the vast space and time.
"My dear, is there really a white tiger deep in the mountains?"
The little purple eyes of Gui Buxian were shining with a burning purple light, and they were spinning around, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, Qingyanghuan followed the guidance of the statues of the tiger tribe and continued to move towards the depths of the mountains.
Along the way, the undulating mountains on both sides were densely covered with statues.
Each one had reverence in their pupils, and they moved towards the depths of the mountains.
Looking in the direction.
Along the way, he also saw some broken spiritual roots, pits left after the spiritual plants were excavated, and even some traces of fighting and broken bones in the surrounding mountains.
Obviously, the mountain range has been visited by many warriors, and some of the spiritual roots and spiritual plants along the way have been obtained by other warriors.
If you want to get the opportunity, you can only continue to go deep into it.
Of course, the dangers are becoming more and more terrifying.
Along the way, corpses of some warriors who were smiling but fell into deep sleep lay scattered across the mountains.
"ah" A scream resounded in the lush forest.
This was a king from the Holy Heaven.
At this moment, his eyes were flashing with fear, his body was in a mess, and he staggered out of the spiritual tree after crashing through it.
Faint and illusory divine flames jumped on his body.
The flames burned from the depths of his flesh and blood from the inside out.
The whole thing turned into a bunch of torches.
There was a fellow traveler behind him, but he did not dare to save him. he.
The illusory divine flame could not tell what kind of fire it was, but it could burn the king to ashes.
They saw several kings, and all of them were burnt to ashes by the divine flame.
Go, go, go Seeing Qingyang Huan appear, the remaining Holy Heavenly King took a deep look at his companion who was on fire.
His figure broke through the divine mist and disappeared without a trace. , "Save me, save me" Illusive divine flames enveloped the whole body.
The king came towards Qingyang Huan.
With every step he took, burned ash residue would fall from his body.
When he walked ten feet away from Qingyang Huan, he heard a sound Roaring, the whole figure fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Samadhi True Fire" Qingyang Huan felt the breath of the illusory flames, but shook his head.
"Nan Ming Li Huo."
Gu Buxian landed next to the remaining black mark of the Holy King, sniffed hard with his nose, and a flash of purple light flashed in his eyes.
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"It is Nanming Lihuo of the Suzaku Lingguang Divine Lord, one of the Five Sacred Beasts."
Qingyang Huan also squatted down and looked at the dark marks left after being burned.
Nanming Lihuo knew that there were not only true dragons in the world, but also the Divine Phoenix Clan, which was the Phoenix Clan in the wilderness of mountains and seas.
's ancestor.
It's just that compared to real dragons, the phoenix clan is even rarer.
It is rumored that the most powerful one among the phoenixes can control the Nanming Lihuo, which can burn the sky and boil the sea.
"Ah Huan, this is not the Nanming Lihuo controlled by the Phoenix Clan.
Everyone in the world regards the Phoenix and the Suzaku as the same kind of mythical beasts.
Unfortunately, they don't know how short-sighted their understanding is.
The Phoenix is a Phoenix, Suzaku is Suzaku.”
"Suzaku is a holy beast, and Phoenix is a divine beast.
There is no comparison at all.
How can we talk about commonality?
Suzaku is a nobler existence than the Phoenix, the ancestor of the Phoenix.
The Nanming Lihuo controlled by Suzaku is the most powerful flame in the world.
The Phoenix clan has Nanming Lihuo’s control is just superficial.”
An inexplicable divine light flashed in Gui Buxian's eyes, but it passed away in a flash.
Qingyang Huan didn't notice it because he was observing the surroundings.
"Ah Huan, let's go deeper and have a look.
It's getting more and more interesting."
With a slight nod, Qingyang Huan moved forward again.
The Holy Heavenly King who was burned to death by Nanming Lihuo caused a chill in the hearts of the passing warriors in the Sifang Mountains.
Whoever enters the mountains does not come here to find opportunities and fortune.
Perhaps this kind of death will scare away some people, but there are still many warriors who believe that they have good luck and can make it to the end.
The divine mist was lingering, and Qingyang Huan's spiritual will was able to detect it.
Originally, with his strength at the imperial level, he could see through the entire mountain range, but this mountain range was too weird, and his spiritual will could not detect it at all.
Where are the margins.
The most bizarre thing was that in his mental perception, there was a vast expanse of time and space in the distance, which was hazy and unclear.
In desperation, Qingyang Huan withdrew his consciousness.
Of course, the spiritual consciousness is not completely useless.
It can still be understood within a short distance of a hundred miles.
It seems that the spiritual consciousness of the warriors who enter here has been suppressed to the same level.
A statue of a god worshiping the tiger clan stood tall, with divine light shining in his eyes, as if shining through an ancient world, worshiping their ancestors.
Soon, Qingyang Huan followed the guidance of the statue of the tiger tribe and entered a broad valley.
In the valley, there were towering spiritual trees and dozens of figures standing.
It seemed that there were older generations of warriors and younger generations, each one.
The aura on his body seemed extremely silent.
At this moment, all the warriors were looking towards a stone platform in the center of the valley.
On the stone platform was an object that looked like an animal horn.
It was dark and shiny, a hundred feet in size, and had circles of strange purple patterns engraved on it. .
The beast's horn burst out with a faint glow, and a faint mist of water vapor was released.
The sound of rushing water soon sounded in the valley, as if a vast ocean had appeared, and it was the appearance of this horn that caused all these phenomena. something.
Vast, heavy, boundless, noble At this moment, the warriors seemed to see a vast ocean from the horns of the beast.
Every time a big wave rolled up, it coincided with everyone's breathing.
Gradually, the minds of all warriors were mobilized by it, like a dormant giant beast.
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Heaving breath.
"What kind of horn is this?"
For a moment, Qingyang Huan felt that in addition to the dozen figures in front of him, there were dozens more figures lurking in the thick divine mist.
Obviously, because of the presence of many warriors, some warriors wanted to take action to snatch Xinsheng.
Scruples.
"human race" Qingyang Huan slowly walked out of the divine mist, attracting the attention of many warriors.
"Holy Heaven Fuyao Divine General" "Goddess Yao Ji of the Eastern Shrine of the True God Clan."
"Demon Clan Tianfeng Enchantress."
Qing Yanghuan's eyes flickered and he immediately captured the identities of these warriors.
These were all beings with extraordinary origins.
Now, after he arrived at the Imperial Realm, the world he saw was no longer what it was before.
Over the long years, all the races in the world have accumulated a lot of foundation and have supported unimaginable strong men.
Although the battlefield of the True God is only a corner of the starry sky, it has attracted the attention of all races.
In the vast starry sky, all races have come to this world. , too many supreme inheritances in the world have been triggered, and existences that were difficult to see before gathered here.
"The Venerable Luojia Mountain of the South China Sea of the Jialuo Tribe."
His eyes swept around, and Qingyang Huan's eyes finally fell on a woman with a compassionate face.
There is also a vast ocean of water in the south of the Jialuo Kingdom, which is called the Jialuo South Sea by all races, and in the Jialuo South Sea Among them, there is a sacred place of the Jialuo people, Luojia Mountain.
After a moment, Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes and focused them again on the black jade-like horn on the stone platform.
Similarly, the surrounding warriors felt the silent aura on Qingyang Huan's body.
After being slightly surprised, they all withdrew their gazes.
"Ah Huan, do you think these people around you are powerful?"
At this time, Gui Buxian suddenly sent a message to him and asked.
"What's wrong?"
Qingyang Huan showed a hint of surprise and said: "Most of the warriors around me have extraordinary origins and can cultivate to the king level.
Which one is not a person with deep luck and vast opportunities, let alone those few."
"You haven't told Mr.
Turtle whether these warriors are powerful."
Gui Buxian seemed to be dissatisfied with Qingyang Huan's words, and snorted coldly: "Forget it, just tell Lord Gui directly whether you can resist the beating and whether you can beat these warriors."
"You know what kind of horn this is left behind" Qingyang Huan, who knew that Gui Buxian had a lot of trouble in his heart, immediately realized that the horn in front of him must be a treasure, otherwise Turtle Master would not ask him such a strange question.
"Of course I do."
Gui Buxian raised his head and looked around with his small purple eyes.
"Hey, what kind of horn did you say this was?"
Finally, Gui Buxian's eyes fell on the Divine General Fuyao who was under the command of the Holy Heaven.
The Divine General had been talking endlessly before.
Fuyao Divine General looked at Gui Buxian, then at Qingyang Huan, pondered for a moment, and said: "This divine horn should come from a real divine beast, at least a powerful emperor or even a semi-emperor."
On the divine beast.”
The words of General Fuyao caused the surrounding warriors to nod their heads.
Not only that, they felt that General Fuyao's statement was still a little conservative.
The origin of this divine horn should be even more extraordinary.
The phoenix eyes of the demon celestial phoenix were shining, and the crimson phoenix divine armor on her body was wrapped around her delicate body.
The enchantress’s beautiful eyes were wandering, and she continued: "This should be left behind by a very powerful being.
The divine horn may be a real dragon or a real dragon.” not good At this moment, Qingyang Huan suddenly realized that something was wrong.
This little bastard was looking for trouble.
"Ah bah."
Regarding the warriors around him, Gu Buxian directly cursed: "Idiots who don't stay at home and practice cultivation are pretending to be big-tailed wolves.
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These are real horns, not animal horns.
These are the feet of Lord Turtle." nail
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