Palace Master of the Human God King Qingyang Huan stood in the air, holding the reincarnation array in his hand, and fell into the eyes of many figures around him.
"The God King of the Human Race has also come to the Emperor's Tomb to compete for opportunities.
A large sect of the Immortal Clan was massacred by him more than a hundred years ago.
There is news from the Immortal Clan that its strength is comparable to the ninth level of the Immortal Dao."
"The human race has also come to snatch the Six Paths of Reincarnation Gate.
Yes, it is something that flows out from the underworld.
If the human race wants to rebuild the Great Underworld, they will inevitably find the Reincarnation Gate.
It is not surprising that the Human Race Emperor Qingyang appears here."
"It's over, the treasure is hopeless."
"Jie Jie" The harsh sinister laughter spread across the starry sky, and the corpse clan ancestor's eyes were like the eyes of ancient ferocious beasts, shining with a faint light.
"Ancestor is a capable person."
The sound spread across the starry sky, making Zhuqiang's hearts tremble.
In an instant, the whole world was filled with death energy.
The ancestor of the Corpse Clan walked towards Qingyang Huan, his pace seemed very slow in the eyes of the people around him.
"Hand it over and I will spare your life."
At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, Qingyang Huan's figure froze, and the Samsara Gate in his hand flashed with a scorching green light, as if he was about to fly away in the sky.
Clang The corpse clan ancestor grabbed Qingyang Huan from the air.
His arms were covered with fine black scales, like the Nine Netherworld Pythons, and he appeared above the Samsara Gate in an instant.
For a moment, Qingyang Huan's figure was like lightning, retreating sharply towards the back, intending to avoid the big black hand of the ancestor of the corpse clan.
However, the big hand was like a tarsal maggot, following him like a shadow, always only a few feet in front of him.
"Bring it here."
A flash of blood burst out from the eyes of the ancestor of the Corpse Clan, and his words changed the color of the world, as if they were golden words, and thousands of them were dormant.
This scene made the strong men hiding in all directions look surprised.
Is the ancestor of the corpse clan so strong?
Why does the Qingyang Emperor of the human race seem to have no power to resist?
boom At this moment, Qingyang Huan clenched his fists left and right, and the world gathered on his fist, and he hit the falling black hand.
Suddenly the world trembled, thousands of people screamed, and there was a rain of blood above the nine heavens, and the stars in all directions were in a trance.
A scene of the end of the world was created. , The corpse clan ancestor's big hand retreated with one strike, and the big hand covered with fine black scales dented downwards.
The scales cracked and fell, and each piece transformed into a black world of python.
"Ugly thing, you still want to steal things, get out of here, otherwise we, the human race, will use all our strong men to destroy the zombie race."
After the blow, Qingyang Huan stood in the distance, pointing at the ancestor of the corpse clan and said.
The ancestor of the corpse clan in front of him actually has the strength of the ninth-level emperor.
However, it is obvious that this ancestor's ninth-level emperor was not promoted as a result of a direct increase in combat power, but after a long period of cultivation.
In addition, with the baptism of the Corpse Clan's destiny, he was slowly promoted from the seventh to eighth level emperor realm.
"hehe" At this moment, the ancestor of the corpse clan actually laughed, and the voice was so gloomy that it made people's minds transform into a terrifying bloody world of death.
Click click click.
The next moment, the corpse clan ancestor's robes floated away like powder, revealing a human-shaped dragon-headed figure with two black dragon horns on top of his head, his hands were like dragon claws, and the claws and toes were glowing like heavenly knives. dragon clan wrong "Nine Netherworld Python."
For a moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed surprise.
In his previous life, the corpse clan ancestor was actually a dark python from the depths of the Nine Nether World.
After a long time of baptism of corpse path luck, he actually gave the thin true dragon blood in his body to inspired.
If he is given time, he may not be able to ascend to the throne with the blessing of luck.
"Keep them all."
At this moment, the corpse clan ancestor's stiff body was extremely flexible, and his body was like black lightning that directly penetrated Qingyang Huan and penetrated the afterimage of Qingyang Huan's departure. ah Unfortunately, a Jiuli Clan Emperor Realm expert who was watching the battle in the distance might have gone out without counting the days.
In the moment he didn't react at all, his chest was scratched by the black dragon claws, and his entire Emperor's body was stuffed by the Corpse Clan Ancestor.
In the mouth.
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This scene directly caused the remaining strong men from all clans to scatter their souls one by one and retreat towards the rear.
Qingyang Huan's figure was like lightning, constantly wandering in the starry sky.
Behind him, the corpse clan ancestor transformed into black lightning and followed him like a shadow.
Stars continued to explode, illuminating the cold and dim starry sky.
A mere ancestor of the corpse clan, without the blessing of corpse path luck, it would only take some effort for him to suppress it, but once the corpse clan's luck is mixed in, things become complicated.
He was waiting for the Stone Buddha to cut off the fate of the corpse clan and wait for the opportunity to invade the corpse world.
"Ancestor, this disciple has not insulted your reputation.
You should just pass the intercepting shovel to your disciple."
In the depths of the corpse world, the stone Buddha's eyes turned completely white.
In the white eyes, a black dragon was swimming, looming, sometimes disappearing, and sometimes causing trouble.
"The luck is like a dragon, it can ascend to the sky or dive into the abyss, that's why" The stone Buddha's body melted into the frozen earth, and he murmured in his heart.
In front of him, the frozen earth was filled with darkness, like eternal silence, but from the depths of the frozen earth, he could see a lying black dragon with thousands of incarnations in its claws.
Caught in every place in the corpse world, there are thousands of black threads connecting every coffin in the corpse world.
"The ancestors of the past generations have protected me, and I have not accepted a disciple yet.
If you don't protect me, then our sect will lose its inheritance.
I am not threatening the ancestors.
To be honest."
"Bless my disciples."
"It's this time whether it's a dragon or a worm."
Shi Fo held the shovel in his hands with both hands, and the image of the black dragon appeared in his white eyes.
"break" Emperor's Tomb Star Territory.
Qingyang Huan and the ancestor of the Corpse Clan chased and escaped.
At this moment, the figure of the Corpse Clan Ancestor looked up to the sky and howled as if struck by thunder. who A black dragon figure soared into the sky from the body of the ancestor of the corpse clan, dancing in the sky with its fangs and claws.
However, the black dragon, like a god, began to disintegrate like clouds of smoke.
Successful At this moment, Qingyang Huan's figure struck the void like lightning, and punched the corpse clan ancestor's body. boom The corpse clan ancestor's body was like a curved prawn, flying out horizontally and crashing into the starry sky. what happened This sudden scene, Qingyang Huan suddenly counterattacked, making all the starry sky warriors in all directions look shocked. not good great terror At the same moment, another strong member of the corpse clan suddenly felt a sense of fear coming over him, as if the sky was about to collapse.
"Kings, listen to the order and stop the corpse clan and prevent them from returning to the corpse world."
Qingyang Huan's voice came into the God King's title between the eyebrows of the God King.
His movements were not slow at all.
He came in front of the Corpse Clan Ancestor again.
His punches were like rushing divine thunder, which collided with the Corpse Clan Ancestor's counterattack.
Together. boom The corpse clan ancestor's battle body cracked and large black scales fell, making the already terrifying him look even more terrifying.
"It's you" The old corpse clan leader, who was all in ruins, was suddenly startled and stared at Qingyang Huan.
"It's me."
"The corpse clan obeys the order and surrounds the killing clan" The ancestor of the corpse clan shouted, and then the figure moved towards the direction of the corpse world.
He wanted to see what happened in the clan.
The clan movement was rioting, and the connection with him was cut off.
In addition, he is far away from the outside world, which is a full star field away from the corpse world, which makes it more difficult for him to summon luck.
After all, the corpse clan is not as big as the human race, and the clan luck is not as strong as the human race.
The human race can spread all over the star field near the mountains and seas. boom At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with murder.
He finally managed to bring him out just for this moment.
If he were to return to the corpse world and reunite his family's fate, he would be the unlucky one.
The huge battle body appeared, and Qingyang Huan stepped through the starry sky.
Like a god from ancient times, his big hand reached across the distant starry sky and grabbed a dark python in his hand.
"roar" The Ming Python was caught, and its tail suddenly struck the void like a whip from the sky.
It tried to cover up the figure that was grabbing him, but unfortunately it was tightly grasped by the big hand and wrapped around the arm of Qingyang Huan's fighting body.
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"roar" In an instant, the Ming python turned around, opened its bloody mouth and bit down on Qingyang Huan.
With its terrifying mouth, all the stars in the four directions were sucked in, and they exploded around Qingyang Huan's battle body.
One person and one python were entangled.
Together, they collided in the starry sky, tearing apart the void.
The underworld python was ten thousand feet long, and it involved Qingyang Huan in it, but its head was stuck by Qingyang Huan's hands.
It must be said that this was the first time he faced a strong person in the ninth level of the emperor head-on.
He didn't expect that he would be so crazy. wild.
"Ah Huan, hurry up, once too much time passes, the corpse clan's luck will re-select the one whose luck matches the Tao."
"ah" At this moment, Qingyang Huan also let out a roar like an eternal evil in his throat.
His hands and arms evolved into the heavens and space, and the power of the two space and time was added to his fingers. click The ten fingers of both hands were inserted into the gaps in the scales of the underworld python, and then with a sudden force, the head of the ancestor of the corpse clan, who was transformed from the body of the strong man from the underworld python tribe, was ripped off by him.
"open" In an instant, the blood energy roared in the entire battle body.
Deep inside the flesh and blood, like a big oven, a strange-looking divine form roared.
Thousands of bloody rays exploded in the starry sky, entangling the dark python of Qingyang Huan's battle body.
Suddenly exploded into countless pieces.
The terrifying power instantly flooded the starry sky, and countless figures watched.
Qingyang Huan stepped into the starry sky again.
Under the tragic aura, no one dared to look at him.
"At the end of the era, time and space will change.
Our human race likes to make friends very much.
A tribe like the Corpse Clan that digs up people's ancestral graves should not appear in this world at all.
What do you think?"
The words reached the starry sky without any obstruction, and then Qingyang Huan headed towards the corpse world without even looking.
In this short period of time, the Supreme Lord of the Corpse Clan has rushed back.
If he is allowed to carry his luck, he will be another ancestor of the Corpse Clan.
Corpse world.
The dead ground rolled, like an earth dragon turning over, and the coffins buried underground surged out of the ground.
The sleeping corpse tribe was awakened and headed towards the center of the corpse world.
In the land of pregnant souls, eighteen demonic flames surged into the sky.
The demonic wolves held demonic spears in their hands, turning into a serial killing array, piercing through the zombie clan that rushed forward.
"Brother Qingyang, come quickly, I'm going to die."
Under the ancestral platform in the center of the frozen soil, the stone Buddha held the shovel in both hands and plunged into the depths of the earth.
An illusory three-foot-long black dragon had its head fixed, but it was still struggling
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