"That is, I miss Qingyang, a descendant of the ancient Taihao, the ancient emperor, the history of the Huanghuang clan, the majestic grand view, the boy is the master of the contemporary Qingyang clan, the master of the Terran God King Palace, and he should take the inheritance and reproduction of the human race as his own responsibility, even if it is for the human race. ”

Syllable!

Outside the imperial court, King Wen's big hand holding Qingyanghuan's collar was released, and Qingyanghuan fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, King Wen's eyes stared at Qingyang Huan in front of him, with a suppressed smile in his expression, and pretended to be quiet.

Please start your performance.

Looking at King Wen's eyes, Qingyang Huan couldn't help touching the corners of his mouth, what he said was the truth.

There's nothing wrong with that.

"Come on, come on, you go on, the old man listens. ”

"You bad old man. ”

After the two were stunned for a few breaths, Qingyang Huan held back such a sentence.

"Are you calculating me again? ”

"No, how can the old man be a dignified emperor to calculate a junior, how can you kid talk nonsense about a respected senior. King Wen shook his head like a rattle, and he was eager to beat up the person in front of him who slandered him.

"You really didn't calculate me?"

Feeling the calmness in King Wen's expression, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked up and down, left and right, and always felt that something was wrong.

"There really isn't, the old man vouches for his personality!"

King Wen nodded heavily and said seriously.

Hearing this, Qing Yanghuan immediately became furious and said, "Dead old man, tell me quickly, how can I calculate this time!"

"The old man is ......"

Wrong!

King Wen reacted immediately, how did this bastard kid react, he was very confident in his performance, where was the flaw, how could he be seen by this bastard boy.

"Boy, you don't want to talk to the old man, but the old man says no, there is no one!"

"Huh. ”

Qingyang Huan replied with a contemptuous smile, since the first time he saw the Emperor Master, this old bastard has been calculating people, the Xun clan, the half-human bloodline, and the weather and fortune expeditions, he is all a witness.

The most important thing is that this old bastard dares to say that he guarantees it with personality.

Scold.

If this old man has a personality, can he still be an emperor?

"Then let me guess, let's start from the time I started from the southern wilderness and the southwest land, I remember that year I went to the Dayu Imperial City, and then met the black armor sword king of the Sword Emperor Palace, saying that I was going to the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent. ”

"After returning from the Little Wild Continent, in this era when the land of the ancient lords has almost become extinct, the Emperor of the Human Crown issued an edict to let me go to the depths of the Guiru World outside the Western Wilderness. ”

......

"As for the later Xun clan, the Dongtian Ancient Kingdom outside the territory, etc., I don't bother to say it. ”

"In a word, I feel that there are always people who want to harm me. ”

......

As Qing Yanghuan said word by word, the smile on the emperor's face converged, when did this bastard kid connect all this, these things don't seem to be directly related.

Isn't the old man secretive enough?

"That Qingyang, the old man's conduct is obvious to everyone, and the old man really doesn't know what you said. ”

"I believe you're a ghost. ”

Staggering, Qingyang Huan ignored the emperor and walked towards the imperial palace.

"This kid, is the old man's skill weakened?"

Watching Qingyang Huan staggering into the main hall, the old man of the emperor shook his head gently.

"Master Emperor, I don't know where Qingyang came from?"

Entering the main hall, King Wen felt a roar in his ears, and Qingyang Huan restrained his momentum of defeat, and said with a serious bow.

"I also hope that the emperor will give instructions. ”

"You ......"

The emperor was stunned by Qingyang Huan for a moment, what kind of nerves is this kid playing.

"Come with the old man. ”

Then, the Emperor Master played a series of dazzling spells with both hands, and the mid-air of the Imperial Court Hall bloomed with thousands of colors, and the brilliance was filled with spirituality, evolving a gate of time and space, and a vicissitudes of decay permeated out.

"Let's go, there's something to be handed over to you. ”

The emperor's voice fell, and he stepped into this gate of time and space, and Qingyang Huan staggered and followed.

The Emperor of the People is not a bad wounded soldier, he was so seriously injured, if it weren't for the remnants of a trace of humane purple qi to maintain, he would have collapsed to the ground a long time ago, and the emperor was still pulling him to do things, and he didn't know how to sympathize with the injury at all.

After entering the gate of time and space, a dim and decaying aura poured into his face, and the decay in the air seemed to have been completely stagnant, and the viscosity flowed like a torrent of water.

"It's ......"

At this moment, Qingyang Huan felt that the title of the God King at the center of his eyebrows had been stimulated, and the purple light was flourishing, and the remnants of the humane purple qi that had been attracted by Miyue had also been rekindled, as if this piece of time and space was the source of humane purple qi.

However, when he looked around, the world was dark, the mountains and mountains in the distance were undulating, and all the ancient trees had no leaves, so he could not feel the slightest vitality.

"This is the ruins of the Eastern Desolate God Palace of the Terran Race in ancient times. ”

The Emperor Master took Qingyang Huan and walked unhurriedly towards the depths of this small world, with a touch of silence in his voice.

"This is also a small world transformed by the plundering alien race of our human race in ancient times. ”

"A small interracial world?"

Looking at this dim time and space, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed a touch of surprise, this small world was very vast in his perception, and it was definitely not a small clan world.

The ancestors of the ancient human race destroyed a group and dragged the small world back as the address of the Divine King's Palace, what a kind of courage it was.

It seems that he has tightly pulled a divine palace of the Father Divine Clan, which is still a little close.

"Let's go, there are remnants of the ancient Eastern Wilderness God King Palace Masters left in the center of this small world, as well as some of the remnants of the ancient purple qi, all of which are your kid's, this time the old man is generous and ungenerous. ”

"Compared with the harm you have done to your juniors, this compensation is still a shortcoming, and your old conscience will not hurt. ”

"Fuck off!"

In an instant, the emperor scolded, and Qing Yanghuan didn't even react after a while, he felt wrapped in a gust of wind, and he couldn't help but crash towards the fog deep in the small world.

"What kind of conscience do you want, if the old man has a conscience, he can also become an emperor. ”

Watching Qing Yanghuan being slapped into the mist deep in the small world, the Emperor Master muttered.

"Haha......"

However, seeing Qingyang Huan's embarrassed figure, the emperor who had finished muttering couldn't help laughing.

This time, the Terrans can finally get a glimpse of the secrets of the Garo Clan, in fact, this time he also pinched a handful of sweat, it is related to the imperial conquest, and it may lead to a clan war at every turn, although the Terrans are not afraid of war, but they don't want to start the war so early.

As an emperor, his status in the human race is second only to the human emperor's crown, and the human race luck fruit he carries is enough to rank among the top five in the entire human race, and everything he does is to promote the inheritance and development of the general trend of humanity, which is the responsibility of the emperor.

However, although he came out of the Great Dragon Clan, he has not yet reached the realm of the first ancestor, and he cannot directly peek into the world and observe the changes in the luck of the ten thousand races, so he can only rely on all the martial artists in the human race who are at the peak of luck as the basis to deduce the changes in the luck of the human race.

Since he ascended to the position of emperor, the five lands of the human race, the extraterritorial starry sky, and countless Tianjiao have been secretly watching, but unfortunately although the vast majority of Tianjiao can affect the fate of the human race, they can only splash in the small pond, and cannot really set off monstrous waves in the vast ocean.

Over the years, he has paid attention to the number of human bloodlines of no less than a million, the blood of the human emperor and the Tianjiao from the end of Weimo, all of which are in his secret observation, but there is only Qingyang Huan, an alternative.

The trajectory of this bastard boy's fate is really illusory, unlike the blood of other emperors, in his deduction, this kid is one of the warriors who can stir up the monstrous waves in the ocean of human luck.

The only thing that is difficult to accept is that as an emperor and a dignified priest, the inheritor of the ancient clan Dalong Clan, he can't catch Qingyang Huan's trajectory at all, which makes him worry about every step of his plan.

This feeling was not very prominent before, but with Qingyang Huan's ascension to the throne and the title of God King Palace Master, his peep into Qingyang Huan's fate trajectory completely fell into a muddy swamp.

He didn't want to peek at Qingyanghuan's fate trajectory, but wanted to predict the changes in the general trend of the human race through Qingyanghuan's actions, but Qingyanghuan's fate trajectory was blurred, making his peeping into the general trend of humanity also fell into the quagmire.

But as an emperor, he never thought of controlling a person, he would only guide a Terran bloodline to fight for the inheritance and reproduction of the human race.

......

"All ready?"

At this moment, the Emperor Master came back to his senses and said loudly into the void in front of him.

"Figured it out. ”

What the!

Hearing this, the Emperor Master was taken aback, and there was some disbelief in his eyes, Qingyang Huan found the fragments of the Ancient Netherworld in the Guiru World, which was a matter of foregone conclusion.

As early as after Qingyang Huan ascended to the position of the Lord of the Divine King's Palace, it was already his duty to sit in the Netherworld and revitalize the Netherworld, but it was only a matter of time.

But Qingyang Huan did things too quickly, so that Bu Zhou Shan didn't react, and he had already attracted the Emperor of the Jialuo Clan hidden in the fragments of the Netherworld.

This time the imperial battle can be said to have mobilized the entire Buzhou Mountain to escort him.

It's a shame that this kid doesn't know, otherwise the tail wouldn't have been cocked to the sky.

Catch the Emperor of Garo, and explore the secrets of the Garo clan, he is still going to interrogate this emperor, so he will find out?

"Lao Tu, this is no joke. ”

In the void, the voice of the dragon slayer rang out again, and said: "That's the case, what a celestial clan, really worthy of being a race that has been inherited from the flood era, it is really terrifying." ”

"Don't make so many useless things, let's talk about what secrets the Garo clan has, how did it turn from the Celestial Clan to the Garo. ”

"Innate Spirit Treasure Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree!"

In the void, the voice of the dragon slayer rang out.

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