The western frontier of the Terrans, the thunder domain.

This is one of the many Terran hells in the land of Western Xinjiang, looking at the entire land of the Terran Race, the Thunder Domain is not very inconspicuous, and it doesn't even have much reputation.

If there is anything peculiar about the Thunder Accumulation Domain, it is that the Thunder Accumulation Domain is not large, surrounded by mountains, and the undulating mountains surround the entire region, which is too closed compared to other regions of the Terrans.

Not only that, this place seems to be very favored by thunder, the entire area above the sky, thunder is dense, thunderclouds are all over the sky, from time to time there will be justice from the sky, thunder to punish evil.

At this moment, with the turtle not the immortal, Qingyang Huan came to the Thunder Accumulation Domain, and where he passed, in his eyes, this Terran region was really very barren.

This barrenness is not only a resource, but also the barrenness of martial arts, and the human tribes are scattered in the mountains and wilderness, and it is difficult to reproduce and survive.

In fact, this kind of scene is very common in the land of the Terrans.

Those ancestors of the Terran who passed away once said that if everyone in the Terran race is like a dragon, there will be no regrets in death.

However, it is not easy to talk about everyone like a dragon, looking at every era since ancient times, it has not reached this level, this is just a beautiful vision in the hearts of the Terran warriors.

The Terran bloodline on the land of mountains and rivers in the Thunder Domain is just a microcosm of the entire Terran land.

Looking at the great wilderness, the human race is more struggling on the line of life and death, hunting and gathering every day, hunting and killing fierce beasts, refining blood and qi, and strengthening itself.

With the guidance of the God King Tablet, Qingyang Huan easily found Han Tian's location.

This is an ancient mountain range in the east of the Thunder Domain, stretching for I don't know how many thousands of miles, green mountains and green waters, old trees with roots, and the roots of the dome are like pythons grasping into the earth, and the void is filled with a reckless atmosphere.

In the forest filled with the ancient and desolate atmosphere, a dull beast roar, a fierce beast roar, and a thunderous explosion could be heard from time to time.

The thunderclouds were torn by the great sun in the sky, like golden waterfalls hanging on the sky, but they could not really illuminate the thick thunderclouds.

Standing on a hill, Qingyang Huan overlooked the four directions, this ordinary scene of the great wilderness, he didn't seem to feel it for a long time.

How long has it been?

It seems that since he returned from the Little Barren Continent, he has never paid attention to the mountains and rivers of the human race, and there is a strange feeling for a while.

At this moment, he stepped down from the hill and fell into the barren forest, down-to-earth, step by step towards the depths of the barren forest, feeling the veins of the thick earth.

In the depths of a big mountain, Han Tian was wearing a simple beast robe and walking in a small stone village.

Rock Village.

This stone village is not big, scattered stone houses are scattered, and there are only a few thousand people living in the human race, and there are black blood stains left on the mottled stone walls, obviously living here is not easy.

"Master, why do I always feel a jerky feeling when my blood qi is running, my blood qi is not mellow, and I can't burst out with the strength it should have. ”

In the stone village, in front of Han Tian was a young man in his twenties, respectfully asking for advice from him.

"The warriors of our human race started in the dark ages of ancient times, surrounded by all races, in order not to become the blood food in the mouths of all races, and then there were sages to observe the fierce beasts and observe the alien races, and created a war method that belongs to my human race. ”

"Subsequently, more martial arts tactics and tactics were created, all of which were to strengthen one's own body, resist the countless fierce beasts in the Great Wilderness, and the threat of the heavens and alien races, and there was the possibility of bloodshed at all times, so the martial arts was the bloodstained road. ”

"So martial arts should be bloody!"

At this moment, Han Tian has long lost the domineering spirit he had in Wanyuan, and he washed his lead and became extremely ordinary, and his expression was as warm as warm jade.

"Only after going through hardships can we break the shackles and integrate them. ”

Han Tian's voice stopped, and his eyes looked towards the recklessness outside the stone village, and a familiar figure was reflected in his pupils.

It's just that this familiar figure once trampled him under his feet in front of countless warriors.

"Guru, I don't ......"

The young warrior who sought advice pondered for a moment, then raised his head again and asked, but his words stopped abruptly halfway through, and he followed the light of his master's eyes and looked out of the stone village.

A young warrior in a purple robe, who looked like an ordinary person, came from the barren forest, looking so young as his master.

Is it another guru?

Being able to come from the barren forest and ignore the fierce beasts in the deep mountains, the young warrior could not imagine that anyone else would come to their poor mountain and remote land.

Boom!

Han Tian stretched out his hand, and the Xuanhuang Divine Light appeared on his body, and the Divine Light in his hand turned into a three-foot sword.

The Holy Armor of the Sons, the Holy Sword of the Sons.

Compared with the two great masters of the world at the time of Wanyuan, the holy sword and the holy armor at this moment had a warm breath, and there was no momentum bursting out.

"A sword!"

Han Tian let out a sound, and the holy sword in his hand stabbed directly forward.

Boom!

Qing Yang Huan reached out a finger and pressed it against the tip of the sword.

Really.

A flash of clarity flashed in Han Tian's expression, and he retracted the holy sword very neatly, and then the Xuanhuang Divine Light on his body was constricted and regained his indifference.

Although he walked in the barren mountains and mountains, he also heard the news that Qingyang Huan was crowned emperor, and he was even named the palace master of the God King Palace.

This sword is the knot in his heart.

A sword stabbed out, and the original grievances were scattered with the wind.

To be able to become the Holy Son of Jixia Cave Heaven, his talent and understanding are absolutely superior when looking at the entire heavens and ten thousand worlds.

In just a few years, walking in the great wilderness of the human race, what he saw was not the prosperity of the human race, not the momentum of the royal clan, not the prestige of the ancient emperor, what he saw was the difficult survival of hundreds of millions of people on the land of the human race.

"You've changed a lot. ”

Qing Yanghuan stared at Han Tian and looked at it, this is not just a change that can be described, it is simply a rebirth, a complete change from the inside out.

It seemed that Wei Ling's momentum had disappeared, but Han Tian in front of him had become even more terrifying.

"All this is thanks to you. ”

Han Tian shook his head slightly, and then said, "Is it hatred or grace." ”

"It doesn't matter anymore. ”

Qingyang Huan's eyes took in everything in the stone village, and he shook his head lightly in response.

The vision is different, the original fight was because of personal fighting, looking at the entire heavens and worlds, that little contradiction is nothing.

"Isn't it shocking that the palace master saw all this, the ethnic group is scattered, the tribe is small, and every day is worrying about life, this is the real scene of my human land, without the majesty of the royal department, without the dignity of the emperor, it is difficult to illuminate every inch of the mountains and rivers of the human race without the glory of Zhou Mountain. ”

Feeling Qing Yanghuan's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Tian's mouth, it was this guy in front of him who beat him up in the first place, using the excuse that he was not worthy of the glory of the ancestors of the princes.

At this moment, you can finally get back to the field, and if you can't beat it, you can count it as charging some interest.

"I came from the southwestern land of the Southern Wilderness, where there were often alien races in the vicinity of the gathering place. ”

Qingyang Huan groaned lightly, and he didn't break Han Tian's careful thoughts, Han Tian was mocking him for not eating the fireworks of the world, and he was high up and detached from the real scene of the human race, just talking about righteousness.

This was already felt when he fell to the earth just now.

He hasn't returned to the land of the human race for too long, if he is just an Emperor Realm martial artist, it's okay to say.

However, he was the master of the Divine King's Palace, and if this disconnection continued for a long time, it would give him the illusion that the Terran was prosperous and boundless.

Yes, it cannot be denied the strength of the human race, but as a god king palace master who can ascend to the human heavenly palace and participate in the discussion of the human emperor, if he only sees the strength of the human race, but does not see all the difficulties on the mountains and rivers of the human race, then he is really not worthy of stepping on the heavenly palace.

"You're right, it's really disconnected from the land of the Terrans over the years. ”

"Everyone has their own way, although there are twists and turns, I have also found my own way, and the glory of the sons and saints cannot be disgraced in the hands of my younger generations. ”

"The prosperity of the human race is not something that you and I can support, hundreds of millions of people are strong, everyone is like a rainbow, and my human race can be regarded as truly standing in the heavens. ”

Airplanes!

With Han Tian's soft groan, a great will descended in the sky above this ancient and reckless mountain forest, and the human blood in the stone village prostrate on the ground one after another, looking up at the sky with reverence.

Qing Yang Huan felt that above the heavenly dome, a steady stream of luck was gathering, this was the feedback of the will of humanity, and Han Tian walked out of his own way.

His eyes pierced through the void, and he saw a cloud of purple light at the center of Han Tian's eyebrows, rich as an egg, pregnant with a dragon shadow.

At first glance, an ancient picture scroll appeared in the purple light, a warrior wearing a coarse cloth beast robe, trekking through mountains and rivers, walking in the wilderness over mountains and mountains, teaching the cultivation of human blood martial arts.

Rise!

A dragon chant shook the sky, accompanied by the ancient sacrificial sound, the purple true dragon flew into the sky, but it was only the size of a hundred zhang, and there were no claws on four legs under the abdomen.

With the dance of the true dragon of luck, two simple seal characters appeared in the purple light at the center of Han Tian's eyebrows.

Preach!

A realization rose in his heart, this is the general trend of luck that the will of humanity blessed Han Tian's body, and it belongs to Han Tian's god king title.

Preach to the God King.

The will of humanity continued to converge, rolling into the two quaint title seals, and the general trend of Han Tian was gradually rising.

This is the reward of humanity's will, and it is also Han Tian's own choice, preaching and receiving karma, and spreading martial arts to the world.

Obviously, in a short period of time, Han Tian traveled through the Great Wilderness of the Human Race, and an unknown transformation took place in the Dao Heart.

The heyday of the human race is not the business of any one person, one person can't hold it, he Qingyang Huan can't do it, he needs to awaken the general trend of the martial arts of the entire human race.

Han Tian chose this path.

Taking a deep look at Han Tian, Qingyang Huan turned around and left this stone village, Han Tian's road is in the great wilderness of the human race, in the mountains and wilderness, where there is a human race, where is where his road is.

"If you have time, return to the Divine King's Palace to imprint the Divine King's seal, so that the palace master will know that one day you are dead or not, no one will know if you don't die, and there is not even a corpse collector. ”