"It's not right for you to say what you say, what do you mean that the younger generation dug up your medicine and cut down your tree. ”

Qingyang Huan motioned to Sheng Yan to feel at ease and sat on the stone chair opposite the emperor.

"You have eaten the elixir by yourself, you have drunk the blood wine, the younger generations have not eaten a mouthful, the younger generations have not drunk the wine, as for the sycamore wood as firewood cooking, in order to celebrate your old out of the prison, the younger generations have worked hard, I didn't expect you to be so unappreciative, it is really difficult for the juniors.

"Poof!"

In an instant, the Emperor Master, who had just drunk a sip of blood wine, choked.

"You ......"

He glared and pointed at Qingyang Huan.

"How can my human race have a brazen person like you, the old man is going to clean up the portal today. ”

"Each other, each other!" Qingyang Huan clenched his fists and arched his hand.

"Haha...... Little fox!"

"Old youkai!"

......

In the stone pavilion, a series of sudden changes in the wind and clouds made the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, who was frightened in front of her, a little unable to react, and she was still tense just now, and everyone was overjoyed all of a sudden.

What's going on here?

"This ......"

Could it be that the emperor turned out to be a fake anger.

"There is kung fu to tease the old man, it seems that your injuries are half healed!" The emperor looked at Qingyang Huan, looking up and down, and there was not much change in his old face.

"I haven't caused any more trouble for the old man recently. ”

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Qingyang Huan's head shook like a rattle, it is impossible to get into trouble, and he can't hide from the recent troubles, how can he have the kung fu to get into trouble.

"I don't dare!"

The emperor snorted coldly, but he knew that Qingyang Huan had been tossing a lot recently, and the Burial God Star Domain participated in the half-step Shengming duel, and the Returning World cast the Dao of Heavens.

These two things, even if one of them is taken out, it will shock all the people, but they are both blamed on one person, and now they are still licking their faces and sitting opposite them, looking like I am very honest.

Would an honest man do such a thing?

Can an honest man do such a thing?

"I haven't seen you in a short time, you really surprised the old man, resisting the blow of the Demon Emperor's ghost car and demon emperor, and sure enough, this time is different from the past, and it is out. ”

"Hey...... Martial arts are small and refined, and small are refined. ”

"If this is a little bit of effort, you will let so many martial artists in the heavens and the heavens not all have to be killed in one fell swoop. ”

The Emperor's tone was grim, this guy had to beat and beat from time to time, otherwise if he had a tail, he would go up to the sky.

"The luck in your body has been condensed to the realm of the three-clawed luck true dragon. ”

Feeling the solemnity in the Emperor's tone, Qingyang Huan also restrained the casualness on his body.

"Yes, after experiencing the Shengming Great War in the Burial God Star Domain, the human luck I obtained made my luck trend form a three-clawed luck true dragon, and then because of the rise of luck, the Heavenly Dao that was forged by taking advantage of the situation, is now limited by the martial arts realm, unable to carry a higher level of luck, so I fell into shackles. ”

There is no concealment, after all, in the eyes of the old guy in front of him, there are not many people in the entire human race who can hide from him with cloudy eyes, maybe others don't know who got the humanitarian luck in the first place, but for the emperor and his old man, he can't hide it at all.

"Do you know how many levels of the True Dragon of Luck there are? ”

The words of the emperor made the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden on the side and Peng Wanli prick up their ears at the same time and listened carefully.

Especially Peng Wanli, his luck true dragon has been completely condensed, but the four dragon feet under the belly of the fierce dragon body are round, and they have not yet extended the dragon toes.

After Mi Yue, who was protecting the favor of humanity, came to Buzhou Mountain, the purple luck that came down from the will of humanity allowed Peng Wanli to take the last step of the luck title, and advanced from the title god general to the title god king realm.

Of course, these luck luck seems dispensable to Qingyang Huan, and if there is more, these luck can't be seen at all, and can only be stored in the luck seal.

"True dragons use dragon claws to distinguish ranks. ”

The emperor did not delay, and then said loudly: "The one with feet and no claws is the lowest group dragon, and on top of it are three, five, and seven claws. Nine claws, legend has it that there are ancestral dragons who have nine claws. ”

"And the dragon form of the evolution of qi luck also follows this level, not only the human race, but also the manifestation of the racial luck of most of the races of the heavens and all races, except for some races such as the Great Peng. ”

"At present, the recovery of humanity is not long, and the general trend of the Terran luck is still growing, and then the warriors of the Terran who have made great contributions, and the luck title is still stuck in the five-fold titled god general, will usher in an explosive promotion to the title of god king. ”

When the words fell, the emperor stared at Qingyang Huan and pondered for a moment, and then said again: "Follow me." ”

However, he didn't get up immediately, but his eyes fell on Peng Wanli and Shengyan Tiannu, and then said: "Your master is here, just in the Buzhou Mountain Imperial Court, this bastard boy will also go after discussing some things with me." ”

Someone from the school?

"Who's coming?"

Hearing this, not only Peng Wanli, but even Qingyang Huan, who was about to leave, was dazzled.

"You'll find out when you go!"

The Emperor Master did not answer their words, but beckoned, signaling an Imperial Court Heavenly General in the distance to lead the way, and took Peng Wanli and the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden to fly towards the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"You come with me, I have something to ask you!"

Watching the Emperor Master fly towards the sky above the imperial court, Qingyang Huan then followed straight into the void.

The ancestral land of the people of Buzhoushan has inherited the civilization of the two great eras of the human race, and it is built on the foundation of the Zhongzhou people palace in the palace of the five parties of the human race in ancient times.

Whew, whew!

The wind howled in the sky, surrounding the nine heavens, the rich spiritual mist rolled, and the purple lightning was like a big dragon coiling above the void, cutting through the thick clouds and mist, and in the depths of the clouds, there was constantly a divine palace looming.

The silver lightning roared, illuminating the hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky, and the more it flew towards the sky, Qingyang Huan had purple electricity above his head, overlooking the four poles of heaven and earth.

Soon, Qingyang Huan followed King Wen into the second imperial court, and the sky and the earth were endless and reckless.

In the Ninefold Imperial Court, even if it is the first one, the warriors on the Terran Continent need to look up, which is enough to see the majesty of Buzhou Mountain and the high hanging of the Imperial Court.

In the second imperial court, it seems to be a world independent of heaven and earth, and without the emperor to say, Qingyang Huan understands where he has come.

Baijiangtai.

This is the gathering place of humanity and luck, and it has just fallen into the imperial court, and a great will has shrouded it, triggering the response of the luck god king title at the heart of Qingyang Huan's eyebrows.

Rise!

The three-clawed Qi Luck True Dragon lying in the Title Talisman let out an earth-shattering roar, rushing up from behind him and roaring against the sky.

The majestic, noble, reckless, and boundless will fell from nothingness, making Qing Yanghuan feel a kind of familiarity, a kind of scorching heat, and at this moment, the blood and qi in his body were tumbling as if they were being boiled.

Under the shroud of purple luck, the pupils of his eyes turned dark purple, and a vast land of mountains and rivers evolved, where countless human tribes were multiplying, hunting, gathering, bonfires, sacrifices, expeditions, opening mountains and cracking stones, and building houses.

It also crossed endless time and space, and saw that in the dark ages of chaos at the beginning of antiquity, the sages of the human race overcame thorns and thorns, opened a way in the poor mountains and bad waters, and sacrificed continuously for the survival and reproduction of the human race.

His pace did not stop, as the Emperor Master stepped over the undulating mountains and walked through the barren forests where the reckless atmosphere had accumulated into lakes.

A soft sigh came out of the mouth of the Emperor Master, and then the Emperor Master, who had not made a sound all the way, spoke again.

"Do you know that in ancient times, there was a rumor in the land of the Terrans. ”

"Huh?"

Qing Yanghuan didn't interrupt the emperor's words, and he also understood that this was something that the emperor swore to tell him.

"The human emperor overlooks the universe, and the god king sits in the netherworld!"