Really.

The Black Emperor and the Fat Emperor have seen that chaotic river.

"That's at least a god-king corpse, or even stronger!"

After a moment of silence, the Black Emperor spoke up, and there was an indescribable atmosphere in his words.

"God-king?"

Qingyang Huan groaned lightly, thinking of the huge divine corpse, floating in the long river of chaos, even if it fell for an unknown amount of time, the majesty was still immortal.

"The Shinto civilization in ancient times is different from the era created by our ten thousand races today, and the martial arts are also different, the true god realm is just a level in the Shinto cultivation system, and the weak true god is probably about the same as our king realm. ”

The Black Emperor continued to speak.

"The level of the God King should be beyond the current Emperor Realm of my ten thousand races, but it is under the Supreme Emperor Road. ”

In fact, the origin martial arts of the heavens and all races today was born in the era of Shinto civilization, and it has gone through several great eras of reproduction and innovation, so that there is now a scene of ten thousand races competing for each other.

"Little Liuzi, you didn't provoke that god king corpse. ”

At this time, the Giant Axe Emperor spoke, his eyes staring at him.

"No, what's wrong?"

"That's good, that's good. ”

Hearing this, the Giant Axe Emperor's expression calmed down, which made Qingyang Huan look puzzled.

Could it be that there is something special about this god-king corpse.

"That god-king corpse is simply a demon. ”

The Giant Axe Emperor did not hide it, and told the story.

"The immortal city you see is called Zhan Xian City, and legend has it that it was cast by an ancient immortal emperor of the Immortal Clan, specially used to suppress the Divine Clan. ”

"Not long ago, a big battle broke out in the Divine Desolate Domain, and some powerful beings in the War Immortal City woke up, wanting to destroy the divine corpse, but I didn't expect that the divine corpse would directly swallow the few figures that came out of the immortal city. ”

Speaking of this, the Giant Axe Emperor's eyes also showed a touch of solemnity.

The power of the divine corpse shocked him, and the existence of three statues comparable to the combat power of the human emperor realm and even the great emperor was swallowed clean without the slightest backhand power in front of the divine corpse.

As the guardian of the Terran Race, Emperor Gou Chen's insight into the Guiru World is definitely the top priority.

The battle of the immortals and gods in the Divine Desolation Domain, although I didn't know about it in advance, when I realized it, I only saw the scene of the three immortal powerhouses being swallowed.

Without the momentum of the great shore shaking the heavens and the earth, he simply swallowed it, and the three immortal emperors fell like this.

"Is the corpse alive?"

Qing Yang Huan reacted, thinking that the Nine Leaves Xingchen had absorbed nutrients from his body before, if he hadn't happened to encounter it, I am afraid that he would have become a tonic for the divine corpse long ago.

Jiuye Xingchen absorbed a little energy from the divine corpse and became the Emperor of Medicine.

Terror.

"Dead. ”

The Black Emperor's cold voice sounded, and he paused and continued: "But the flesh and blood of the god corpse is still alive, and it is still full of vitality after a long time. ”

What the.

Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed surprise, death means that the soul is extinguished, and the body is alive.

Is it dead or not.

"Little Liuzi, right now in the Guiru World, the friction between the Divine Race and the Immortal Race is getting worse and worse, as long as the battle between the two races does not affect our human race, it is naturally nothing if they all die. ”

For this, Qingyang Huan also nodded, if it is not my race, its heart will be different, which has been proven a long time ago.

Don't talk about it far away, let's just talk about the human demon race, of course, there are also good human and demon races, and you can't generalize about it.

As the Emperor Gouchen, plus the Terran Haobo, and the Lord of the God King Palace, he naturally has to put the interests of the Terran first, and the old man of the emperor has explained to him, so he must be optimistic that the west will not be chaotic.

This time, he carried Emperor Gouchen, because the general trend of luck was like a long rainbow running through the sun, and it did not cause the slightest wave, and the two ancestors of Emperor Gouchen also informed him of some secrets.

A day later, Qing Yanghuan took Gu Buxian and left the starry sky where Emperor Gou Chen was located, and reappeared under the vast starry sky of the West Pole.

No one could have imagined that the Divine Source Domain that countless martial artists in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms wanted to enter would not need to traverse the Returning Ruins World at all.

The world of ruins is not flat, and the interweaving of voids is more like a sphere.

The Divine Source Domain is the center of this sphere, no matter which direction you enter, if you want to enter the center of the sphere, you have to pass through the long time and space of returning to the ruins.

"Let's go, go back to Haoyuan. ”

Taking the turtle immortal towards Haoyuan, he is bound in Haoyuan, as long as the conquest of the human race and the sea clan does not stop, he needs to keep the world of ruins not chaotic.

"Do you feel restless and want to find something to do?"

On the way back to Haoyuan, Gu Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder and said quietly.

"Now is an extraordinary period, this emperor, as the emperor of the human race and the palace master of the god king's palace, should take it as his responsibility to stabilize the west of the human race, how can he lose the big because of the small. ”

"(ˉ▽ ̄~) cut~~, the turtle believes in your evil. ”

For Qingyang Huan's seriousness, the turtle master sneered and strongly condemned it, who doesn't know who, what kind of big-tailed wolf he pretends.

"If you can settle down, count me as losing. ”

Uncle Turtle flew in front of Qingyang Huan and snorted.

"If I lose, I'm willing to kick you as a ball. ”

"Good. ”

Since Uncle Turtle is willing to be a ball, Qingyang Huan will not refuse, he has made up his mind to kick this little bastard this time.

"If you lose, you will promise Master Turtle a condition. ”

"It's a deal!"

For the stinky turtle immortal, Qingyang Huan nodded and agreed, he made up his mind to sit in Haoyuan and deduce his own Heavenly Dao anyway.

By the way, waiting for the God King of the God King Palace to appear, there is also the question of his own seven star lords.

This time, you must kick this little bastard as a ball.

......

Haoyuan.

On the second day, Qingyang Huan sat on the Nine Leaves Star and breathed, and on the dome above Haoyuan, a cold aura fell down, and an evil aura fell in the ancient city of Wan.

The Flame Temple God Xuanyu Lord Wan Tianxing, who carries the Yin Si Fruit Position, is cold and cold, and even has an evil aura circulating.

As the branch master of the Flame Temple, he was reluctant to leave the branch hall where he was located easily, and now he hurried back, obviously something happened.

Could it be that something has changed in the world of returning to the ruins?

In the middle of his thoughts, Qingyang Huan saw a purple light falling, the light dissipated, and the turtle did not smile, and the four little short legs came with steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

"Little bastard, you've already arrived. ”

Seeing the appearance of the turtle Buxian, Qingyang Huan understood, and the feeling was that the turtle was playing a trick on him yesterday.

"Let's go, let's see. ”

Picking up one of the legs of the turtle and putting it on his shoulder, Qingyang Huan got up and walked towards the main hall in the center of the outer city.

He didn't care about the careful thinking of the turtle immortal, one person and one turtle for so many years, and the matter of the turtle was his business.

As for kicking this little bastard, next time.

Since the last time he appeared in the main hall of the outer city on the square outside the main hall of the city, when he collected the bones of his ancestors, he appeared in the main hall of the outer city, and Qingyang Huan moved the place of discussion here.

The main hall is majestic and spacious.

The hall as high as a thousand zhang, there are three hundred zhang deep, one hundred and eight dragon pillars are supported, each pillar is carved with two dragon species real calves, the eyes are inlaid with pearls, and the hall is illuminated.

One word is trench.

"The Lord of the Temple. ”

As the hall master of the Flame Sanctuary stationed in the major god domains, his role is to collect and transmit news, not to mention that now is the time to maintain the stability of the Returning Ruins World.

Wan Tianxing, who entered the main hall, respectfully met Qingyang Huan.

"Lord of Ten Thousand Palaces, you came back in person, could it be that something happened in the Divine Xuan Domain?"

"Hall Master, the mountain lord of the Hanging Mountain has sent a message to see you. ”

"Hanging Mountain?"

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan quickly reacted, this is a giant force in the Guixu World, and it is the creation of the Silver Light Giant in the Giant Clan.

Being able to find Wan Tianxing obviously should know a lot about himself.

"It's okay if he wants to see me come in person, why are you back? ”

Feeling the chill between Qingyang Huan's words, Wan Tianxing was not good in the dark way, and hurriedly said: "He handed over a thing to his subordinates, and his subordinates didn't dare to slack off, and they didn't dare to delay sending it back." ”

As he spoke, a mass of iron chains filled with cold air appeared in Wan Tianxing's hands, the iron chains were no more than three feet long, the two ends were broken, and they were covered with various cracked lines, the brilliance was dim, and the surface was covered with rust.

The aura emanating from the iron chain was not the slightest barrier to the Yin Si fruit position on Wan Tianxing's body.

"What is this?"

If I didn't connect the chain, the cold chain had long since lost its spirituality.

"It's a hanging mountain, and it knows what I want to do. ”

The god king sits in the netherworld, and the netherworld has been broken, although he has not repaired the power of the netherworld, but he can't help but pay attention.

"What else did the Hanging Mountain Lord say?"

Feeling the chill on Qingyang Huan's body dissipate, Wan Tianxing breathed a sigh of relief, and the previous hall master recalled them and asked them if they had sensed the call of Yin Si Hell, obviously concerned about the matter of hell.

This time, for some reason, the warrior of the Hanging Mountain found him directly, and he also took out this, so he immediately decided to come and go back.

"The messenger said that the Lord of the Hanging Mountain seemed to be trapped and couldn't leave, so he invited the Lord of the Hall to go, and as for the rest, he presented this iron chain. ”

"Can you sense the breath on this chain?"

Although he could sense the cold aura emanating from the chain, Qing Yanghuan still asked out loud.

"The subordinates use the Yin Si fruit position to sense the broken iron chain, which is what flows out of the Yin Si Hell. ”

Qingyang Huan didn't make a sound, and the hall fell silent, and Wan Tianxing naturally didn't dare to breathe.

The hall master in front of him is no longer the king who was in the time of the small wilderness, but an emperor who has stepped into the sequence of the heavens' powerhouses, and his hands are stained with the emperor's blood.

Qingyang Huan squinted his eyes, since he inherited the Lord of the Divine King Palace, he already had a deep understanding of the origin of the Divine King Palace.

The Divine King's Palace and the Terran Great Netherworld have entanglements that are difficult to cut off.

The Divine King Palace originated from a Terran powerhouse in ancient times, who innovated the Divine Fortune System on the basis of the Terran Qi Luck Battle Name, thus establishing the Divine King Palace.

In the Middle Ages, the human race monopolized the heaven and earth, and there was no foreign enemy, the luck system existed in name only, plus the human race integrated the great underworld, the god king did not have to sit in the shadows, and the god king palace also disappeared.

However, now, the Great Netherworld is shattered and scattered, and the fortune of all the heavens and tribes is about to rise, and when the luck is magnificent, the reconstruction of the God's King Palace is the general trend.

At that time, the responsibilities of the God King Palace were replaced by the Great Netherworld, and since then it has withered, and now the Great Netherworld is broken, and there is no one to guard in the darkness of the human race.