In Qingyang Huan's eyes, the voice of the Emperor Ying Zhen was exactly the same as what the Emperor Swallowing Clam said he saw in the ancient burial ground, the difference is that in the starry sky battlefield, the Emperor Swallowing Clam was more domineering and majestic, and the Emperor Winning Zhen was absolutely undoubted.

In his eyes, outside the small barren continent, one big star after another flickered, the light of the road fell, shining on the heavens and the earth, the emperor and the power were intertwined, and the king was sprinkled.

Of course, with his current strength, he couldn't see how many powerful people there were outside the continent, and the breath outside the sky had long been disturbed by these terrifying existences.

"Vainly trying to save the human race on this continent as merit, with the help of humanity luck to seal the emperor, dream of you!"

In the starry sky outside the sky, a Great Emperor with holy light flowing all over his body suppressed the shaking heaven and earth, staring at the three Emperor Ying Zhen, but the ancient imperial road imprint existing on the continent deterred this Holy Clan Great Emperor.

Including the Holy Race, they all know what the Terrans are secretly planning, but they don't really know all the steps.

As a restraint against the human race, the small reckless continent can be said to have dragged down the great minds of the human race in these long years, and the human luck alone has not been revealed, which has made the human race lose too many opportunities. 、

The manifestation of luck envelops the tribe, for any tribe, a descendant of the human race, it is the opportunity of luck to add to the body, perhaps the opportunity is different for every warrior, there are big and small, but the manifestation of luck will inevitably have more or less creation.

And in the long years that have passed, it is difficult for humane luck to manifest even in the Terran itself, which cuts off the channel for the Terran bloodline to inherit the luck.

For this, if the human race is indifferent, the heavens and races will feel incredible.

They are also afraid that the strong men of the human race will break their wrists and cut off the connection between them and the human race on the Xiaomang Continent in one fell swoop, otherwise they will not let the Terran royal tribe exist on the Xiaomang Continent, just to give the human race some hope. 、

It is this intermittent hope that makes the human race unable to make a ruthless decision for a long time, like a giant with a heavy wound, dragging the stump forward.

But there is a natural limit to this kind of tolerance, such as now, the human race finally can't bear it anymore.

Of course, compared to the early ancient period, when the Outer Heaven Continent had just descended, the emperors of the human race had fallen, and the ethnic group had fallen heavily, and the current human race had barely recovered some vitality.

Outside the continent, the Holy Clan's Mingguang Emperor, the Spirit Clan's Immortal Emperor, as well as the ancient Demon Dragon Emperor from the Demon Clan, the Silver Thunder Emperor of the Winged Human Clan, and the Haohai God Emperor of the Divine Heaven Clan, stood outside the continent, and this is still a strong man who directly manifests his body, and he doesn't know how many strong people who have not yet come out of the dark peeping.

As for the strong man of the Terran race, far away from the native land of the Terran race, a majestic figure rises and falls, and the body of the Holy Emperor of the Holy Race is more than 100,000 feet high, if Shenyue stands in the south of the native Terran race, his eyes open and close, evolving the sun, moon and stars, and the figure holding the blood-stained war spear on the top of Buzhou Mountain is opposite to the sky.

Obviously, this is not to let the local powerhouses of the human race come to support the Xiaomang Continent, of course, this kind of scene seems to have been expected for a long time, the Emperor Yingzhen standing on the top of the sky, three identical figures, standing in the heaven and earth, stretching out the entire time and space.

Of course, compared to the end of the Middle Ages, in this era, the heavens and races that were born from the ruins at the beginning have also weakened too much against the common hatred of the human race, which can be seen from the strong people of the various races who have received the decree of the Holy Emperor.

Too many things have changed over the years, and each race has its own mind.

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"At the end of the Middle Ages, Emperor Yin Tang was really great, even after the fall of one hundred and eight epochs, the remaining thoughts were still surrounding this continent, and the human race was really a terrible race. ”

The eyes of the Haohai God Emperor flashed with divine light, and he seemed to control the gods of heaven and earth, and the countless gods around him were prostrate on the ground.

At this moment, all the strong people looked at the direction of the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, and the light in their eyes became silent, although now the mountains and seas are in the Great Wilderness to break the rings of the years in the Middle Ages and the Ancient Times, but in the eyes of the real strong, they will still judge the years by the era.

An epoch is one hundred and eight thousand years, and the entire ancient years have now passed one hundred and eight epochs, and one hundred and eight is a pole of heaven and earth, for the truly strong, the higher the level of life evolution, the more you can strip away a trace of time and space from the years of heaven and earth.

The long river of fate hidden in the darkness of heaven and earth, luck and chance are intertwined and concluded, and cause and effect and creation are integrated.

The medieval years of humanity have lasted for one hundred and eight epochs, and now the ancient years have also come to this turning point, whether it is the opening of a new era or the continuation of the old wheel of life, and all the emperors cannot really control it.

This is also the reason why it is rumored in the great wilderness of mountains and seas that the ancient era is about to pass and the ancient era is about to open.

And at this node, the small barren continent that trapped the Terran for a big era, the Terran finally had action, and for the hostile race of the Terran, it had to be careful.

After all, the human race once grasped the vein of heaven and earth, and now it may not be said that it has received a trace of guidance from the depths of heaven and earth.

"The imperial ban is really strong, if we forcibly break it, it will only have to pay some price, the human race really has the courage to break the wrist of a strong man and give up this continent?"

The hoarse voice of the old Demon Dragon Emperor sounded, as the only few old guys left in the Demon Clan, he lived through a big era, he and the contemporary Demon Realm were born in the Demon Clan Wasteland at the same time, and he survived too many people in the long years.

After all, the bloodline of the demon clan is inherited from the ancient times, or the ancient beasts, they have struck the gods at their greatest.

As a demon clan flowing with ancient blood, he has a long lifespan, of course, this does not mean that the longevity is endless, just looking at the decaying river gathered around his body, it makes people know that he has entered the twilight of the emperor.

He is also the highest realm among all the strong people here, the longest to obtain, and the only existence that has fought with the Clam Swallowing Emperor.

"Old fellow, you have lived too long, today Bendi sent you on the road, and you didn't go to him for that big shell waiting for you for so long, you really didn't have enough friends. ”

The Clam Swallowing Emperor spoke out, at the end of the Middle Ages, he entered the demon world that was still a barren land, swallowed the Demon Clam Emperor, and wanted to use the Demon Clam Emperor's power to seal the king of heaven and earth, but he still failed to achieve his wish.

"This emperor has been waiting for too long, and the campaign that has lasted one hundred and eight epochs, it is time to make a decision!"

"It's time to make a decision!"

The Clam Swallowing Emperor glanced at the deity, as well as the Ancient Ziwei Emperor, stepped out, and the imperial sword in his hand split the galaxy in the sky, heading towards the Demon Dragon King, and the rolling and decaying river was swallowed up.

"If the Terrans want to break free from the shackles, let's see if your plan can really be hidden!"

The Holy Clan Mingguang Emperor spoke, but in response to him was a sonorous sword sound, the Aotian Sword Emperor who was wandering on the imperial road prohibition, different from the previous calm, the figure disappeared entirely, and was replaced by a divine sword that tore the heavens and the earth outside the sky.

The divine sword was suspended in the air, simple and unpretentious, and the sword momentum that poured into the sky split hundreds of millions of miles of stars at once.

"It's just a broken piece, and you dare to be rampant!"

In an instant, Emperor Mingguang saw in his eyes that the galaxy was shifting, the stars were shifting, the sun and the moon were lightless, and the sword light hit him through the void, knocking him directly into the depths of the endless starry sky, and by the way, he also pulled the Silver Thunder Emperor on the side into the battle circle.

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In the sky above the Xiaomang Desolate Continent, after Emperor Ying Zhen and the contemporary Emperor Ziwei glanced at each other, Emperor Ziwei walked towards the outside of the continent, and a Heavenly Divine Sword appeared in his hand, and ten black holes were split in the starry sky between breaths, completely disturbing the sky over the entire continent. 、

Thundered!

In the imperial road prohibition over the continent, lightning and thunder roared, purple lightning and silver light broke through thousands of miles, countless thunders fell, and the stars swayed, turning into stars and falling down.

"Return!"

Emperor Ying Zhen spoke, and in an instant, the entire Xiaomang Barren Continent shook the mountains, and the ancient cities all over the continent shook violently.

Buzz! Buzz!

With the roar of the ancient city, one after another pillars of light rose from the ancient city, and each ancient city had a pillar of light, and the divine light was scorching, straight into the sky.

Teleportation Array!

Every ancient city is a teleportation array!

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan himself saw all this, and he felt extremely shocked.

"If you want to teleport, dream, slash!"

Haohai Divine Emperor's eyes stirred the heavens and the earth, and a heavenly divine light appeared in his hand, splitting down in the endless void outside the west of the Xiaomang Desolate Continent, from top to bottom, the starry sky and the void were divided into two, as if the heavens and the earth had been split in half.

The mystery of the Void Teleportation Array is the space-time corridor that exists in the void, and in the slashed heaven and earth, a passage hidden in the space-time vein was cut in half.

For this, the Emperor Yingzhen, who was standing on the top of the continent, did not have the slightest fluctuation in his expression, and let the teleportation arrays in the ancient cities on the continent bloom with brilliant divine light.

At this moment, Emperor Yingzhen, that is, the Emperor of the Middle Ages, turned his head and fell on Qingyang Huan's body.

"The talisman is in your hands, protect my human race to the west!"

Then, without waiting for Qingyang Huan to react, Emperor Yingzhen also stepped out of the Xiaomang Continent, and the three identical figures stood in the heavens and the earth, like three heavenly pillars blocking the continent.

At this moment, under the terrifying fluctuations, the imperial road prohibition was also shaking violently, and the remaining Yin Tang Emperor's will prohibition blocked the fluctuations of the conquest outside the sky.

After a few breaths, the ancient cities that flickered with the transmission of divine light, all the divine lights converged on the sea area of the Xiaomang Desolate West Continent, and one after another figures were pulled by the divine light and appeared on the seaside.

Chirp!

In an instant, a cry from heaven to earth pierced the universe, and in an instant, everyone saw that in the vast ocean, a majestic divine shadow spread its feathers, covering the sky and the sun, majestic and mighty.

Jingwei!

The cry seems to cross the long river of time and space, Jingwei spreads its wings, a pair of feathers burning with red gold flames, almost covering half of the sky, the emperor's majesty is like the sea, running through time and space, spreading out an ancient picture scroll, the picture scroll reflects the ancient mountains and rivers and the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, there are sages preaching, and the human race sacrifices totems.

At this moment, Jingwei spread its wings, and the vast ocean was covered under the feathers, and a sky bridge connecting the Xiaomang Wild Continent and the Terran Land spanned the starry sky.

These two more make up for the No. 2 leave owed.