"Help?"

This directly made Qingyang Huan stunned, and his combat power was poor and ranked among the half-kings, although he was conceited that he could escape from the hands of the half-king, but he was not sure that he would really fight with the half-king.

After all, with a random blow from a half-king powerhouse, he needs to go all out, how many moves can he hold on to under this kind of conquest?

Find a warrior whose strength is not as good as his own to help, what do you think?

On the other hand, you are not from an ordinary general's department, but a descendant of the top marquis department.

There is a poor marquis who has a great reputation in the entire Wanqiong royal domain and even several nearby royal domains, which is a large tribe with a strong heritage and a family fortune that has been inherited for more than tens of thousands of years.

Although there is no one in the clan who is the king of heaven and earth, there is definitely a strong man with half a king's combat power in charge, so under such a deep background, why do you need him to help.

Even this time, if there is a poor man who carries the luck and war of the Wanqiong Royal Domain, there is a poor marquis who will definitely rise up to protect him with the strength of the clan.

"Brother Qingyang has been in Wangcheng these days, he should know what the so-called is when the strong people from all over the world come to Wangcheng. ”

Looking at Qing Yanghuan's expression, You Qian Xuan did not pause, and continued to say loudly: "It is easy to carry the luck of the royal domain and ignite the flames of war, but it is not so easy to step through thousands of mountains and rivers to go to the ancestral land of the human race, the road to the ancestral land is too far away, even if there is no alien interception, it is very likely to get lost in the turbulence of the cave and disappear between heaven and earth." ”

"So every bearer of the flames of war who goes to the ancestral land will follow the protector, and I came to Brother Qingyang for this purpose!"

"You want me to be your protector!"

"Not bad!"

You Qian Xuan didn't have the slightest dodge for Qing Yanghuan's direct gaze, so the two faced each other, and their eyes collided with sparks in the void.

"It's so certain, the flames of war in the Wanqiong Royal Domain will be carried by you!"

"Haha...... Who else can I be!"

In an instant, a mighty momentum erupted from top to bottom of Youqi's body, magnificent and magnificent, without the slightest concealment.

"What a better person!"

At this moment, Qingyang Huan was also ignited by the young warrior in front of him.

This is an invincible belief that has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation, and is purely an invincible belief that comes from the heart!

"It's a pity, I don't believe in fate, the war is not ignited, and it is unknown who will kill the deer!"

"Then you and I'll wait and see!"

The momentum was restricted, and You Qian took a deep look at Qingyang Huan, turned around and walked away.

He didn't think it would be successful this time, and Qing Yang Huan's refusal was also expected, he just wanted to inform him in advance, and when he carried the luck of the Wanqiong King Domain and ignited the supreme war, Qing Yang Huan had to bow his head at that time!

There is only one warrior who carries the fire of luck in the Wanqiong King Domain, and he is poor!

Seeing that there was a poor figure stepping through the void and landing in the city of Wanqiong King, Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes.

"Little friend, how are you thinking about it!"

However, at this moment, the old man's voice sounded.

"Senior Mo Yao is really persevering!"

Hearing the voice, Qing Yanghuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, this old man was really entangled with him, and he had been mostly outside the stone garden for several days, just to become his protector.

"The seniors also saw it just now, it is imperative to have a poor luck for this time to carry the luck of the war, and to follow the poor is the best place for the seniors to get the luck reward!"

"I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, with a poor reputation, it is naturally a big tree, and the old man is just a marginal person, and even in the end, he will inevitably become cannon fodder halfway, and it is not worth dying!"

The old man shook his head, his expression unmoved.

"The seniors concluded that I can carry the flames of war, not to mention the poverty, and the Linglong Holy Maiden who is about to arrive, with the Linglong Holy Body, is definitely a strong existence, not counting other hidden powerhouses, even if it is sorted, it will not be my turn Qingyang. ”

Seeing that he still didn't give up, Qingyang Huan said again.

"No need, the old man has made up his mind, since the old man dares to do it, he naturally has some confidence in his heart!"

"Grasp. ”

Qingyang Huan couldn't help but chuckle, even what he wasn't sure of, the old man actually said that he was sure, but he didn't know how sure it was!

If you want to carry the luck of the royal realm, you must not only defeat your peers, but also face the challenge from another race, the real bloody killing, and the confidence of the old man in front of you!

Just believing that you can stand out and carry the fire of luck and war, do you really want to hang yourself on this crooked neck tree!

"That day in the food, the old man did not finish what he said. ”

Abruptly, the old man did not continue to speak with Qing Yanghuan's words, but changed his words, and continued: "What I saw from the ancient books in the ancient ruins is only half of it. ”

"Why are you looking at the old man like this?"

Feeling the change in Qingyang Huan's expression, the old man Mo Yao snorted coldly and said, "If you don't conclude a totem contract and set the name of the protector, how can the old man tell it all!"

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan was stunned, but it was the same thing, and it was worthless to say it secretly.

"Why did the senior say it again now!"

"Humph!"

Mo Yao snorted coldly and said: "The fire of war is about to ignite, you kid will not let go, the old man has no time to waste, once the conquest starts, it will be too late!"

"I want to hear it!" Seeing that the old guy in front of him finally began to confide in the hidden in his heart, Qingyang Huan suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and said calmly.

"Why does the old man believe you!" At this moment, the old man Mo Yao turned around and put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly.

"In that case, it's okay not to listen, no one can say the future path, I only believe in my own combat power. ”

"You...... If you really don't see the rabbit and don't scatter the eagle, you are just a descendant of the true one-self realm, what can the old man get from you, the old man is just exchanging his life for the mercy of human luck!" Turning his head, Mo Yao scolded.

"The old man was ranked at the peak of the middle half king's combat power three hundred years ago, at least he can protect you for a ride, and even if you carry the luck of the war, the humane luck will reward me with luck, and the old man is enough to break through the combat power of the upper half king on the journey, and escort you all the way out of the southwest kings of the human race!"

"The old man just wants to promote his strength and climb the royal road, this is what the old man wants, compared to the danger of going to the ancestral land of the human race and igniting the flames of war, the old man has suffered a big loss, throughout the ages, the warriors who can start from the royal domain to reach the ancestral land of the human race, the chance of living is less than one percent, or even less, the old man is taking his life to accompany you!"

Looking at the hysterical shouts of the old man in front of him, Qing Yanghuan's heart was violently touched, but the ripples that rose in an instant were suppressed.

"Hmph!" Looking at Qing Yanghuan, whose expression changed, Mo Yao snorted coldly.

"There is a poor appearance, you must have already moved in your heart. ”

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan's expression changed, and he didn't expect that when he talked to You Qian Xuan before, a trace of spiritual fluctuations was captured by the old man Mo Yao.

He really wants to compete for the luck of the royal domain, for any martial artist, it will be a great opportunity, and it is not an exaggeration to even call it a step to the sky, this is the journey to the ancestral land of the human race.

Any tribe in the Great Wilderness, a warrior, which one does not dream of pilgrimage to the ancestral land of the human race, where there are human emperors and monuments of emperors of all dynasties.

It's a pity that almost nine out of nine martial artists have grown up, and this kind of thinking has been ruthlessly broken by reality.

Therefore, even if he knew that the flames of war were ignited, the trip was full of mountains and rivers, the dangers were endless, and countless ancestors were buried on the way, no one gave up.

"You and I both take a step back, use our own totem as the source, conclude a totem contract, and the old man becomes your protector, this totem contract will not do you the slightest harm. ”

"Okay!" Qingyang Huan shouted after a few breaths.

The heart can't be hidden, these days, the desire to carry the fire of war is gradually deriving, but with his current combat strength, he is not very sure about the poor and the upcoming Linglong Holy Maiden, but it takes chance to improve his strength.

Coupled with the constant lobbying of the old man Mo Yao, he had already fluctuated in his heart and became his protector, in fact, there was not much entanglement between the two, and at least it seemed to be more beneficial to him at the moment.

Taking a step back, even if he carried the flames of war, Old Man Mo Yao had merit in escorting him to the ancestral land of the human race, and the reward for his humanitarian luck was directly rewarded from his humanitarian luck, and it would not really share his luck.

In the same way, in the crisis encountered, the first priority of the protector is to ensure the safety of the bearer of the war, and even after the death is broken, compared to the luck and creation obtained, the payment is greater!

Roar!

In an instant, under the black robe of the old man Mo Yao, a terrifying aura was stirred, and a black big Jiao appeared, the whole body of the big Jiao was covered with fine scale armor, but there were four horns on its head, and as soon as it appeared, it emitted a kind of tyranny.

Airplanes!

The next moment, a vast golden realm floated out behind Qingyang Huan, and the shadows of fierce beasts surrounded the void, and the vast aura surged out, and the golden light covered the entire stone garden.

"Uncle him, you...... How are you in the totem world!"

Seeing that the golden world was covered with the void, and the tyrannical black Jiao was suppressed in an instant, the old man Mo Yao scolded.

No wonder he burst into foul mouth, his totem is the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jiao, which also contains the existence of ancient blood, leaving a great name in ancient times, after thousands of years of cultivation, this totem black Jiao can already be compared with the bloodline of the king beast.

But now it's okay, I haven't roared a few times, I opened my eyes, and I saw more than a dozen totem shadows with no worse blood or even stronger blood in a row above, aggrieved!

"I, Qingyang Huan, take the inheritance of the ancient years totem as evidence and conclude a contract!"

"I, Mo Yao, use the totem of the ancient years as evidence to conclude a contract!"

"Mo Yao will become the protector of my Qingyang Huan, guarding all the way until he goes to the ancestral land of the human race!"