"Why don't you go!"

Qingyang Huan, who was stepping on the purple gold divine light, asked rhetorically, and through the blood-filled void, the blood-stained figures looked at each other, and laughed loudly at the same time!

At this moment, what they are guarding is not only the heavenly monument in front of them, but the eternal blood and unyielding backbone of the human race!

Even though the alien races of the heavens are powerful, the heavenly monument is pierced, and they are bleeding, the inheritance in the bloodline cannot be silent!

This is the unyielding adversity of the human race, which strikes the backbone of the heavens!

"If you want to join them, go in a dream, my corpse clan will meet you!"

A jet-black corpse qi pierced through the sky, and even the dry bones were eroded everywhere it passed, this is a kind of blood qi unique to the corpse clan, and most of the martial artists in the dark camp of the heavens were born from the decaying and dead qi.

The corpse clan and the bone clan are almost the same, one is a dead corpse, one is a dry bone, and the other is a broken divine soldier, all of which are born from death.

The power of this corpse qi is no less than the attack of a strong man in the realm of true self, and the martial artist of the corpse clan looks extremely stiff, like a zombie, and his whole body is full of cold chills.

And compared to the blood qi of other races, the corpse qi is even more weird and cold, which makes people unguardable, which invisibly makes the attack power of the corpse warriors skyrocket again.

There was a sound of bone friction between the movements, it seemed that he hadn't moved for a long time, his joints were stiff, and his stiff face was like a black stone without the slightest fluctuation, but the killing had already descended towards Qingyang Huan.

Qing Yanghuan, who was stepping forward, looked at the attacking black python and did not dodge, but directly hit it like this.

Even so, the purple-gold Kui Niu War Drum in front of him was not affected, and his fist poked out from the drum surface, glowing with purple gold divine light, and hit the corpse qi fiercely.

"Die!"

There was a coldness in the eyes of the stiff green, the corpse qi is the breath of death for any living being, it cannot be devoured, once it is contaminated, it will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, devouring life like a shadow.

Even if Qing Yang Huan broke his corpse qi python, the corpse qi would attach to his fist until it rotted away every inch of his flesh and blood.

In an instant, the corpse qi like a black python exploded violently, exuding a cold stiff blue The mutation in his eyes turned into horror, and he felt a kind of vicissitudes from ancient time and space, and the killing contained in it made waves in his heart.

Qing Yanghuan's fist made him feel the silence of his vitality, and the vast battle qi was like endless, and it contained the ultimate killing, impacting his mind.

Why Qing Yanghuan is indifferent to the corpse qi, he has a puzzle in his heart, but his incomprehension seems to have become a luxury!

Burst!

There was a deep disbelief in his eyes, and Zombie Qing had been knocked out, and the punch pierced through the void and hit his cold corpse, almost piercing his chest.

Kill!

At this moment, several ancient formations suddenly appeared around Qingyang Huan, and the golden flames jumped, and there was a faint rattling sound.

"I'm going to make you into oil!"

A golden three-legged phantom covered the small half-heavenly dome, enveloping Qingyang Huan in it, and with the conclusion of the golden array, the blazing heat made people frightened, and the true fire of the supreme sun burned the solid void to pitch black.

Looking at the three warriors of the Fire Raven Clan who suddenly formed a formation beside him, Qing Yang Huan's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, the Fire Raven Clan came from the miscellaneous blood branch of Emperor Jun Jinwu, but it did not mean that their bloodline was poor.

The fire crow is also a natural darling of the fire path, controlling the true fire of the sun, and has the majesty of burning the sky and boiling the earth.

Wisps of supreme sun flames began to seep into the depths of his body, and the three powerful breaths fused together through the formation, causing the aura to skyrocket all at once.

Between the interweaving of the three arrays, a huge golden crow god form floated out, and the blazing flames blocked the surrounding void, and even the ten thousand dao breaths that were free from heaven and earth were sealed.

"The Nine Yang Forbidden Great Technique of the Golden Crow Clan, Blocking Ten Thousand Dao!"

"The real purebred golden crow does not come out, and the Fire Raven Clan is the master of the flames of heaven and earth!"

This shout made the eyes of the three warriors of the Fire Raven Clan show a touch of pride, this is the great technique that has left a great name between heaven and earth, which has suppressed the king and banned the emperor.

Although the three of them are only in the True One Realm, don't forget that Qing Yang Huan on the other side is also only the strength of the True One Realm.

Isolated from the Ten Thousand Daos, how to control the Dao Fa resistance that he has comprehended, without the blessing of the Dao Fa, for any martial artist, it will be a loss of most of his combat power.

"Kill!"

However, in an instant, Qing Yang Huan's eyes burst out with murderous intent, and purple gold divine light burst out from his body, and the terrifying qi was connected, just as the three Fire Raven Clan martial artists expected, his killing method was imprisoned.

However, the moment the purple gold divine light flickered, nine thousand Dao Divine Patterns imprinted in every inch of blood and bones in the body appeared, dozens of Dao Methods, hundreds of Laws and Mysterious Laws instantly rushed through the Heavenly Sun Divine Flame, and shattered the Golden Crow Divine Shadow floating in the sky!

The vast Dao method exuded an aura that embraced all rivers and embraced the universe, and after tearing apart the divine flames in the sky, it rushed towards all directions.

Dozens of Dao methods were kneaded together in a way that was incomprehensible to everyone, impacting the minds of all the martial artists around them.

Puff puff!

It wasn't until this moment that the bodies of the three Fire Raven Clan's warriors seemed to have been struck by lightning that no one noticed that Zijin's fist had pierced their chests.

What the!

Feeling the impact of this all-encompassing and all-encompassing breath, some martial artists changed color together!

"What kind of law is this?"

"Impossible! How can there be such a law, dozens of avenues are fused together, is this looking for death!"

"Damn! There are dozens of Dao Laws and more than a hundred kinds of laws, how can there be such a law in the earthly world, I don't believe it!"

"These methods are integrated into the same body, and he is not afraid of being held to death, and the Dao method exists in his body, isn't that forbidden technique useless for him!"

In the Great Wilderness, there are naturally warriors who practice a variety of Dao methods, such as when they reach the realm of True One Self, in order to ensure that they can survive the next heavenly tribulation, martial artists will also find another way to comprehend a variety of Dao methods while preparing for the small world, so as to increase their combat power.

However, there is also a limit to this kind of comprehension of multiple methods, and although the martial artists of the True One Realm have a lot of longevity, it does not mean that they can squander their lives at will.

At this moment, the original conquest was in the scorching battlefield, and all of a sudden they were shocked by the qi stimulated by Qingyang Huan, feeling this breath, the young powerhouses seemed to fall into deep thought.

Above the void, Sheng Tianluo frowned, this aura made him feel déjà vu.

The inheritance of the Holy Clan is extremely long, and it can be said that among the Ten Thousand Races of the Heavens, it can be compared to the ancient true dragon and the demon race.

The Holy Race, which was reborn from the ruins after the Great Revolution, is still the dominant race in the Heavens Light Camp, and is even one of the most powerful clans in the legends of the Heavens.

Under this kind of power, what is represented is a strong foundation, and as a martial artist of the Holy Clan, some ancient books that he has come into contact with are naturally unattainable for ordinary people.

Not only him, but also the demons, the blood clan and other powerhouses, and even the poor ones frowned, this kind of inclusive aura brought them the feeling that they wanted to assimilate them, and it was the kind of domineering and domineering devouring.

"Purple gold, reckless lines, Taoism, inclusive breath, this is the law of the heavens!"

"Damn it, it's the legendary Purple Gold Battle Body!"

"Purple Gold Body!"

A roar of thunder pierced the void.

What the!

This voice that burst out of the mouth of the Holy Heaven made many martial artists startled suddenly, and then fell into doubt.

Purple and gold battle bodies, they had never heard of such a battle body in the barren land.

Could it be a branch of the Terran warbody?

For the Terran battle body, many warriors know that this is based on the Terran bloodline, and the acquired body of conquest. 、

"Damn it!"

Compared with the doubts in the eyes of the surrounding warriors, the eyes of the warriors of the demon clan showed ruthlessness and killing.

"How is it possible, hasn't this battle body disappeared into the years, how did the abominable reappear!"

"The forbidden art that shouldn't exist should have been annihilated in the long river of time!"

For the shouts of Demon Howling Heaven and Saint Heaven Falling, the surrounding martial artists couldn't react at all.

Although they still hadn't figured out what was going on until this moment, the actions of the two half-king powerhouses undoubtedly told them.

Purple Gold Battle Body!

At this moment, they remembered such an incomparably unfamiliar name!

For the confusion that flickered in the eyes of the surrounding martial artists, Sheng Tianluo and Demon Xiaotian turned a blind eye, and the two glanced at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.

Even the spiritual will was lost at this moment, although it was only in an instant, but for a strong man with half-king combat power, the loss of the spiritual will was simply an incredible thing!

Ignorance makes people meaningless, only those who really know and understand the years will understand the meaning behind the purple gold battle body!

An incomparably ancient, through the rise and fall of all races, the inheritance of the flow of the times!

No one knew where this ancient inheritance was in the Great Wilderness World, but the strongest of the heavens knew the true existence of this inheritance.

This is what terrifies the Heavenly Races, knowing that it exists, but it is as if it has never existed again!

Throughout the years, the footprints spanned the starry sky of the universe, endless holes, barren mountains and rivers!

I thought that the inheritance that had been annihilated in the years reappeared in front of me again, and the things involved behind this are what are worrying.

Whether it is the reappearance of the ancient sect or a flash in the pan, it is just that Qingyang Huan has a chance to create a strong and powerful sect, and he has obtained that incomplete martial arts inheritance somewhere in the Great Wilderness.

"One hundred and eight thousand years ago, at the beginning of the last epoch, the extraterritorial starry sky of the Terran Beiyang Land, the human race powerhouse manifested the human race battle body and slammed the three emperors including my holy race, the divine power was overwhelming, shaking the heavens, and even making the three emperors cry blood in the starry sky, attracting the emperors' sideways!"