Rise!

Ying Long floated on the surface of his body, like a living thing, causing blood and qi to surge, making the momentum on Qingyang Huan's body suddenly stronger, and for a while, the trauma of fighting with the true dragon god form was also smoothed out.

Suddenly, Qingyang Huan got up and stepped into the distance, there were countless various god forms in the ancient battlefield, he naturally came here to sharpen his body, transform himself in life and death, stimulate his potential, and reach the peak of combat power.

After fighting with the true dragon god form, his mind changed again, a divine dragon god form has no substance, and he can still control all the god forms and turn them into extreme combat power, why can't he Qingyang Huan.

He naturally wants to break the shackles of the gods of warfare, but before breaking the shackles of the gods of warfare, he wants to fully stimulate the potential that he has precipitated in his body, and climb the realm of the gods of warfare with the most extreme combat power.

If you want to do it, you will be the strongest emperor of the heavens.

He has already understood that the reason why the power of the Emperor Mingtong is inferior to the true dragon god form is because before he was promoted to the emperor, he did not completely stimulate the accumulation in the body, and after he entered the emperor, the accumulation of these precipitation in the body has turned into a stubborn stone, even if he wants to stimulate it, it will not help, such a method of war is not perfect.

In these days in the ancient battlefield, he deduced his own way, first the battle body, then the will, and finally the Dao Law, first consolidate his body, in the control of the spell, the body is not strong, everything is vain.

Roar!

Three days later, Qingyang Huan and a thousand-zhang golden figure stood opposite each other, and the terrifying qi machine shook the sky.

Boom Boom!

The huge golden ape slapped his chest with both fists, like the heavenly drums of the divine realm beating, deafening, this is the god form left over from the fall of an ancient god ape, and its strength is no less than the previous true dragon god form.

Thanks to this is an ancient battlefield, otherwise if you want to find such a divine ape, it is not easy to even step through the mountains and rivers, the ancient divine beast, born and raised, if it is not for the great war, it is enough to be immortal and immortal.

The divine ape roared, the vast divine power stirred the heavens and the earth, the existence born from the mark of the real divine beast, the legend said that in ancient times, the human race and the true god race once fought side by side, obviously it seems to be true.

In the face of this divine ape, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were awe-inspiring, in order to find the imprint of the divine beast corresponding to his divine form, he trekked through mountains and rivers in the ancient battlefield, hid in Tibet, experienced hardships, and avoided too many existences that made his heart tremble.

At this moment, his whole body was in tatters, and his exposed body was covered with swords, guns, and sword marks, and there were burning marks on the deep marks, which were all testimonies of escaping from life and death, and a day ago he encountered a powerful six-armed monster, and almost made him burp under a blow, but fortunately he was stopped by another humanoid being.

Knock! Knock!

The god ape stepped forward, the earth shook the mountains, and the golden fist evolved a world of mountains and rivers, the vast wilderness, towards Qingyang Huan Town.

The same Qingyang Huan also went to the divine ape, such an existence of the divine beast, was a majestic existence in his lifetime, and had an extremely glorious time.

His fist burst out, and behind him appeared a Blood Yuan Realm like a Shenyue volcano, thousands of craters were connected together, and a great force was exuded with his gestures, crushing the void and colliding with the Divine Ape.

Thundered!

Mountains and rivers shattered, volcanoes were annihilated, Qingyang Huan and the divine ape retreated towards the rear respectively, crushing the earth with every step and annihilating the white bones.

"Kill!"

For a while, Qingyang Huan's movements were even faster than that of the Divine Ape, and with a fist swing in his right hand, thousands of laws and Dao traces and blood qi converged, shattering the void at every turn.

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A year later, in the ancient battlefield, a figure with black hair scattered to his waist, all of which had been adhered together by blood, was in tatters, and he walked firmly on the white bones, and let the vast divine light rising around him slash down on him, he responded with a punch.

At this moment, a hideous sword mark in front of Qingyang Huan's chest cracked, and the blood color froze, and there were three kinds of god forms looming, Ying Long, Golden Ape, True Qiang, and three kinds of gods, turning into illusory blood-colored trajectories intertwined with each other, stopping the cracks in the wound, exuding a faint golden glow of blood.

This sword mark was hit by a sword wielder 100,000 miles away, and that sword light shone for nine days, and he didn't react at all, he had already cut the battle body, knocked him tens of thousands of miles away, and lay in the blood and mud for ten days and ten nights before he dissolved the sword qi.

In this ancient battlefield, a life-and-death crisis can strike at any time, and it is simply unpredictable.

The wind howled in the sky, blowing the long hair that was scattered, Qingyang Huan raised his head and looked into the distance, tens of thousands of miles away, a golden world was derived, and a round of divine sun hung high in the world, rising and setting sunset.

It was a world incarnated by the remnants of the divine soul of a fallen Shenwu, and the true spirit born from the Extreme Yang Fire Dao could not be easily measured even if it had fallen mightily.

Seeing that Shenwu did not make a move immediately, but carefully walked to the junction of the territory of several gods and forces to hide, having experienced many lives and deaths in the ancient battlefield, Qingyang Huan had already had some means of self-preservation.

This temporary retreat is not cowardice, but the recognition of himself, who understands what he needs and how to get what he needs.

In these days of life and death fighting, fleeing, it is also a kind of sharpening for his spiritual will, and unconsciously the central will is becoming more and more condensed, not only that, but the spiritual will has also turned into a spring, and new spiritual threads have begun to derive, but he has been in the midst of fighting and fighting, and has not yet scrupled to the spiritual level.

A month later, the sword marks on his chest returned to faint traces, and Qing Yanghuan got up in the chaos and walked towards the golden world with firm steps.

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Unconsciously, twenty years passed in a flash, and Qingyang Huan, who was covered by animal skins, stood on the top of a mountain of white bones, overlooking the four directions, and the animal skins simply covered his battle body, and a large area of exposed muscles was covered with heavy scars, swords, guns, sword marks, axes, hooks and forks, overlapping and overlapping, and it was impossible to see how many layers were superimposed.

Standing there, the savage aura was about to accumulate into water, and in the past twenty years, his battle body has been rapidly excavated, like a treasure, constantly being mined, and constantly surprising him.

In the past twenty years, his spiritual will has disappeared to the limit, and it has become common for him to respond to crises that arise at any time, fighting, fleeing, being injured, and fleeing like a dog.

The dignified emperor of the human race, the palace master of the God King's Palace, and the majesty of the Gouchen Emperor clan are not bullshit that has long been trampled on here, and the honor of the palace lord and emperor has long been trampled into the blood-colored mud, and if you want to survive here, you can only keep fighting and fleeing.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sound of the roaring and sonorous killing was constantly heard in the void, full of disorderly killing, and in the past twenty years, the scene of the destruction of the world has appeared a total of three times, each time causing the ancient battlefield to fall into a dead silence.

Fortunately, he was on the edge of the ancient battlefield, and he didn't dare to go deep into it easily, even if he was helpless, he would quickly quit.

Twenty years of life and death tempering, more than he has gained in martial arts for so many years, there is a great terror between life and death, every life and death crisis, has boiled up his spiritual power, and then re-derived, tempered again and again.

Every life-and-death struggle and trauma will make the battle body further tempered, constantly destroyed and reorganized, which is the best tempering.

Now in his battle body, there is a great fierce god form, and in the past twenty years, he has fought with the twelve divine beasts and gods of the true dragon, the true dragon, the holy ape, the golden crow, the nine phoenix, the bifang, the pixiu, the jian, the kui niu, the vermilion bird, the lu wu, and the prison cow in the ancient battlefield, this kind of opportunity can only be in the ancient battlefield, otherwise it is impossible to gather so many holy beasts and divine beast bloodlines between heaven and earth.

Each god form is a divine beast or one of the royal families between heaven and earth, and they all have the majesty of fighting heaven and earth during their lifetime, and their growth is accompanied by the blood and bones of countless divine beasts.

In his body, the Blood Yuan Realms surged like volcanoes, connecting into a volcanic ocean, and the intense blood qi was like blazing magma rolling, as if it was about to overflow.

The Blood Yuan Realm is imprinted with dense ancient beast patterns, and thousands of Blood Yuan Realm imprinted beast patterns are connected together, converging into a god hidden god shape, such a god form has a total of twelve under his body, and the dragon and tiger are like divine beasts reborn.

Thundered!

In the middle of his thoughts, the 108,000 Blood Yuan Realms roared all over his body, like a volcano erupting, but among the 108,000 Blood Yuan Realms, almost 8,000 Blood Yuan Realms were a little dim, and the beast patterns imprinted on them were also a little dim.

This is the blood power in his body that has not yet been stimulated, and it is also the last god hidden god form that has not been stimulated.

Shenzang Zhongshan Divine Beast.

Even in the ancient battlefield, the Zhongshan Divine Beast is also a rare divine beast, and he has been wandering in the ancient battlefield for several years, but he has never seen any trace of the Zhongshan Divine Beast.

He re-energized the Shenzang Divine Form to drive the blood power in the body, and then achieved the purpose of attracting the combat power of the battle body, and the Shenzang Divine Form is the skeleton of the combat power, along with the flesh and blood of the whole body.

Soon, Qingyang Huan went towards the depths of the ancient battlefield, he searched all over the edge of the battlefield, and still did not see any trace of the Zhongshan Divine Beast, so he could only go deep into the depths of the battlefield, even if there was a crisis in it.

After many years of wandering on the edge of life and death, he has gradually adapted to this place, although it has not reached the realm of putting life and death out of the realm, but it has also reached the level of not being bound by external objects, and there will be no idea of cowardice before fighting.

His gaze was unwavering, and despite the continuous burst of divine light in all directions, and the divine shadows were intertwined, he walked straight towards the depths of the ancient battlefield, and these immortal god forms around him were no longer his opponents.

Twenty years of wind and rain, his combat power is still about to be stimulated to the limit, if his combat power is divided into ten percent, now he is enough to burst out ninety percent or more, and he is a small part away from the limit.

And when he just entered the ancient battlefield, ten percent of the combat power could only explode to seven or eight percent, don't underestimate this increase of two percent, when he reached the emperor realm, these combat power brought earth-shaking changes to himself.

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