Give it a go!

At this moment, this is Qing Yanghuan's thoughts, at the moment, his realm of battle methods is not stable, and he may fall down at any time, and at that time, he will not even have the strength to resist.

Seeking wealth and danger in the midst of danger, this truth was already understood when he came out of the southern wilderness.

The emperor of the Garo clan is still the remnant of the former saint, and the luck of the Garo clan on his body is unimaginable, and killing him, for the human race, the fortune that can be gathered is comparable to killing the emperors of other clans.

That's it, and that's it.

With his current realm, kill an emperor, heh, wash and sleep, there is everything in the dream.

However, it is still very possible to drag an emperor with the battle method through the divine realm, as for the price, let's talk about it after the fight.

At this moment, in his eyes, this glazed golden body is a long-legged big clam live baby.

Thundered!

With a firm mind, in an instant, Qingyang Huan's body burst out with high battle intent, and the terrifying momentum swept through the sky, blending his battle blood to evolve a bloody dragon behind him, with long teeth and five claws, and a hideous face.

The battle intent blood dragon danced for nine days, keeping Qing Yanghuan's spirit and spirit at its peak, in fact, even he didn't figure out why he entered the realm of the god of war, anyway, there was only one feeling, so it was right.

"Oh, ants!"

Feeling the high fighting intent of Qingyang Huan, who was covered in blood, in an instant, a huge palm print fell down again.

Thundered!

Almost at the same time, Qing Yanghuan waved his big hand, and one hundred and eight divine lights burst out from his hand, each of which evolved a monstrous demonic intent, directly supporting the heavens and the earth, and evolving the sun, moon and starry sky.

Aang!

One hundred and eight demon dragons evolved from one hundred and eight demon flames, which smashed heavily around Qingyang Huan, evolving one hundred and eight dragon demon pillars, and the dragons roared in bursts, shaking time and space.

Heavenly Demon Array!

This is the supreme array that was obtained in the hands of the Emperor of the Human and Demon Clan, and it is also the thing of the master, and at this moment, in the face of the attack of a Garo Emperor, Qingyang Huan can be regarded as desperate.

One hundred and eight demon dragons turned into magic pillars and evolved into a demon domain space-time, colliding with the big hand that fell from the town.

Click!

The demon dragon screamed, the magic pillar made a sonorous sound, and hundreds of millions of demon fireworks rained out, and the entire time and space seemed to explode.

"Hmm. ”

Feeling that the Demon Dragon Array was about to collapse, Qing Yanghuan did not hesitate at all, and with a wave of his hand, one by one godless soldiers were thrown out by him, these imperial soldiers were all obtained by the powerhouses of the alien race who had fallen into his hands over the years.

Originally, I wanted to keep it to exchange some treasures, but now I can only solve my urgent needs, and my life is at stake.

Click!

Under the imperial road, the ants were all wiped out, and the imperial soldiers were directly crumbled into powder like crispy stones under the big hands like glass golden flames.

"Stop, I have a question before I die, who are you, my human race and the Garo tribe have never had a grudge, why did the Garo tribe sneak attack my human race in the Middle Ages. ”

Feeling that his high fighting spirit was tending to be defeated, Qingyang Huan had an idea and shouted from the heart.

The time and space he is in should be the world opened up by the Burning Lamp, so the Humane Qi Luck is blocked, and he can't receive the Qi Luck, and the state of climbing to the War Law Divine Realm has signs of falling.

The majestic glazed golden body is lying down, like an eternal god, making time and space boil, tearing apart the blood color of the sky, sweeping the four directions, and the blazing glazed divine flame is hotter than the true fire of the sun.

"No grudges?"

In the statue, the hazy figure shook his head, exuding a touch of vicissitudes, how could he not notice that Qingyang Huan wanted to delay time, but what was it, the death of an ant was already doomed, what difference did it make if it was early or later?

His predecessor ascended to the Holy Throne, although he has long since severed his relationship with his predecessor, but he is still an emperor, but it is a pity that he is trapped here, and he was hit hard back then, he can't climb stronger power at all, and if he wants to be promoted to the realm again, he must break the shackles.

"The grudge is big!"

The voice was cold, and the lamp burned as if it were moving.

"The human race, a race of humble origin, a worm that has only bred for a few eras, actually has the power to change the world, which is against the sky. ”

"The land that God gives and waits to multiply, and gives you the glory of existence, but does not think of fear, and in turn betrays the grace of heaven, and the ants who do not think of grace deserve to die. ”

"God?"

At this moment, a cold sound sounded, and in the black space-time, a purple light flourished.

"A group of remnants of the flood dare to call the sky, just ask who is the inadequate ants!"

The purple light spread brightly, revealing the figure of the Empress Douxiao, with a slender and graceful figure, slightly sideways, blocking Qingyang Huan, who was covered in blood.

"Senior sister. ”

Seeing the sudden appearance, Qingyang Huan was startled at first, and then reacted, the previous delay was really not in vain, and the tense mind finally had a trace of stability.

"The remnants of the Celestial Clan, after three eras, are still making waves. ”

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, and the young man came from afar, stepping down step by step, his steps were not fast, but he quickly appeared beside Qingyang Huan.

"Celestials?"

"Third Senior Brother, it's not like you can't ......"

First the second senior sister, and then the third senior brother, Qingyang Huan was a little stunned at this time.

"Senior brother, the miscellaneous pieces are all oppressed, can the senior brother still sleep?"

"You are all the disciples of those nine people back then?"

At this moment, there was a roar in the mountain-like glass statue.

"Little Liuzi, you haven't died yet, senior brother, I'm in a hurry to finally catch up with you for the last ride. ”

A Dapeng cried, the golden light shone the heaven and earth, under the wings of the Dapeng, the golden light was like electricity, and there were two figures, a man and a woman, it was Peng Wanli and the glass dragon dance.

However, Peng Wanli's mouth made Qingyanghuan's head full of black lines, was he looking forward to his death.

Although Peng Wanli said this, he still regarded his body in front of Qingyang Huan, and after a long time, his senior brother Peng Wanli had been promoted to the godless realm, and stepped into the Daoyan realm.

"Sixth Senior Brother, are you alright?"

At this moment, a whimpering sound sounded, and Mi Yue had tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, and she came towards Qingyang Huan pitifully.

"Uh......h , Senior brother, will you die, Yue'er won't let you die. “

In Mi Yue's crying, a bright purple light evolved in the two little hands, and a magnificent, noble, and vicissitudes of purple qi converged into Qingyang Huan's body.

......

"Okay, are you all here?"

The glazed golden body of the lamp overlooked the figures below, and there was a little happiness in his tone, but he didn't expect to keep an ant, which attracted so much, and this breath was exactly the same as back then.

Although he is no longer the person he used to be, that expedition has been engraved into reincarnation.

"Back then, the ancestor could kill the ancestor of the Heavenly Clan, and the master could break your remnant, but I didn't expect you to dare to come out and make waves. ”

"Shut up!"

Burning the lamp was furious, and said: "Humble worm, my celestial clan has given you a place to live and multiply, but I don't want to be grateful to Dade, but I will take revenge, in the Middle Ages, my race just wanted to take back what my clan had lost. ”

Gently pulling Senior Brother Peng Wanli's robe, Qingyang Huan asked in a deep voice, "What is the Heavenly Clan? Is there such a group in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds?"

"Don't ask me, senior brother, I don't know what this thing is, the second senior sister and the third senior brother know. ”

Peng Wanli shook his head, originally he and Long Wu were cultivating in Wanyuan, but he didn't expect to be directly pulled here by his senior brothers and sisters, and at this moment he was also in a state of blindfolding.

"The Celestials, a race that calls itself Heaven. ”

At this moment, the third senior brother stared at the glazed golden body in front of him, and his voice was neither happy nor sad.

"The origin of this group is very early, as early as the end of the era of obscurantism at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, this race has been born, the true spirits of the flood desolation have conquered each other, leaving some of the remnants of the true spirits, after evolution, turned into a group, it can be said that they are the descendants of the true spirits of the flood desolation. ”

Hearing this, Qing Yanghuan looked stunned, and his heart was extremely shocked, it was the first time he had heard of such an ethnic group, it seemed that he was still young, and he always thought that he knew a lot, but he didn't know more.

"They control heaven and earth, call themselves heaven, and run the great wilderness world on behalf of the heavens, just like rats hiding in dark corners, controlling the alternation of the ages of immortals, gods, and hundred races, and finally being broken by our human race. ”

"In that year's Great War, the ancestor participated, and even killed the ancestor of the Celestial Clan, but he didn't expect the Celestial Clan to be destroyed, and still left some remnants to recuperate in the unknown time and space beyond the vast starry sky, and turned into the current Jialuo. ”

When the words fell, the third senior brother's eyes fell on the glazed golden body again, and said, "Am I right?"

"Yes and what, not what?"

"Now that the great world has reappeared, the immortal clan and the god clan have returned, if they know that the remnants of the once invincible heavenly clan still exist, I don't know what kind of scene it will be?"

The third senior brother's eyes were full of coldness, and he said word by word.

"Do you think you'll still be able to get out of here?"

In the glass statue, the hazy figure was much clearer at this moment, and a murderous intent lingered.

"You're wrong. ”

Soul Annihilation shook his head lightly and said, "Now you should think about how to save your life." ”

The next moment, Soul Annihilation and Empress Douxiao glanced at each other, and then separated left and right, and at the same time, Douxiao said loudly: "Yue'er." ”

"Okay, senior sister. ”

When Mi Yue heard Dou Xiao's call, she immediately pinched out a cumbersome spell with both hands, and a ray of purple light struck time and space from hundreds of millions of miles away, descending, and enveloping Mi Yue's body.

"Senior brother, senior sister, Yue'er will help you. ”

The little girl drank coquettishly, her hands seemed to push the void horizontally, and the purple light was sheng, divided into three, and fell on Qingyang Huan, Peng Wanli, and Lilong Dance respectively.

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, Qingyang Huan, who had fallen from his spirit, only felt that he was shrouded in a magnificent general trend, and in his eyes, the vast splendid mountains and rivers of the human race appeared, hundreds of millions of miles of blue waves, and the general trend of humanity was like a dragon dancing in the sky.

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