Every time a foreign king falls, there will be a martyred king on the mainland, the martyred king knelt, was broken back, broke the leg bones, knelt down, in a short period of time, the kings fell a full ten.

And the ten martyrs of the king also appeared, and for a time the terrifying aura permeated the entire continent here, and everyone in the king was in danger, lest death befall him in the next moment.

"It's not good, the mainland is banned. ”

At this moment, there were kings who wanted to rush towards the outside of the continent and temporarily get rid of the killing machine here, but after leaving the Xiaomang Continent, they found that there was an invisible barrier in the starry sky, blocking their way.

A martyred king knelt down all over the continent, they came from all races in the heavens, each of them was unwilling in his life, and after a long time, this unwillingness still remained on his body.

The Blood Gu King stood outside the stone statue of Baxia, looking at the Baxia who was as high as the mountains, and the heavenly monument on the turtle shell stood tall, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes. 、

Of course, these are what Qingyang Huan wants to see, he who is hiding in hell, through the Blood Gu King, he senses that there is a mysterious aura on the stone statue of the Tyrant, this aura is similar to the projection of the Great Emperor he saw in the Ziwei Emperor Star, but it is a little different, but he can't accurately grasp it.

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Ancient cities on the mainland manifested, and a martyred king appeared, and then the emperor's tomb did not show the slightest movement, and slowly the kings who were originally panicked in their hearts gradually calmed down.

They found that these kings from all races who were martyred, although they had fallen, they were all strong people in front of them, and the inheritance they carried did not disappear, and they began to look at the martyrs one by one.

The emperor's tomb has been silent for one hundred and eight eras, and these martyred kings also belong to that era, and their whole body is all creation, ancient weapons, and martial arts inheritance.

Martial arts reproduction, each era will have different changes, these inheritances from the fallen king, for every king is not a small creation, confirm the martial arts, get the opportunity.

Of course, there are also ancient cities of the human race that exist on the mainland, but it is a pity that this ancient city that suddenly appeared on the mainland, there are no less than a thousand large and small, and the eyes of many kings have fallen on the martyred king.

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Ten thousand ancient cities.

This huge and ancient city, like an ancient beast lying across the earth, the ancient city is silent at night, without the slightest life, the cold city walls, towers, stones, empty.

Qingyang Huan fell into the ancient city, he walked on a wide stone road, the sound of footsteps brought a little sound to the silent ancient city, the stone houses on both sides of the stone road are dark, and there are still mottled traces of weapons on them.

Even on the stone path under your feet, there are a little potholes, and the gaps between each black stone are large and small.

Thundered!

Casually walked towards a stone house, pushed open the stone door, in the wide stone house, there was a thick layer of dust floating on the stone table and stone chair stone bed, and there were several stone tripods on the stone table, and the meat that was once contained in it had already decayed into ashes.

"Ah Huan, I'm afraid this isn't a dead city. ”

Gu Buxian poked his head out of Qingyang Huan's shoulder and stared around cautiously.

"Let's go like this, what if we are discovered by other alien kings?"

"Let's go to the central hall, maybe we can find some clues there. ”

Qingyang Huan withdrew from the stone house and walked towards the center of the ancient city, he had a kind of realization that this silent ancient city was not simple, or that this was an imperial city.

The Clam Swallowing Emperor built an imperial tomb for himself, so where was he buried?

The tribes that were buried were obviously the ancient cities that appeared on the continent, which were buried underground with the Emperor, and in the Middle Ages, the structure of human rule was somewhat different from what it is now.

But without exception, every land will have a powerful city, sitting on one side, such as a royal city, such as an imperial city.

If Wangu City is an imperial city, then the surrounding ancient cities are surrounded by Wangu City, and everything makes sense.

However, after listening to Qingyang Huan's words, Gu Buxian did not make a sound, but raised his head to look at the Ziwei Emperor Star above the sky.

"Ah Huan, maybe the body of the Great Emperor is in this city. ”

After a long time, Gu Buxian withdrew his eyes and said faintly.

And at this moment, Qingyang Huan also looked at the Ziwei Emperor Star above the sky, although he didn't understand the number of star fate, but he could detect some visions, the previous Ziwei Emperor Star was slowly moving westward, so that when it fell, the starlight could not fall and spill into the small world in the depths of the sinkhole.

But now it seems that the ancient city of Wangu is not at all in the middle of the small world, and the starlight that falls obliquely just happens to reflect the ancient city of Wangu.

The ancient city of Wancheng stretches for thousands of miles, the stone tower is as magnificent and majestic as the mountain, the momentum is continuous, the central hall group is as towering as the gods, each one is like a giant beast creeping, and even the main hall is not connected with the ancient city and the earth, but the place where it is slightly suspended from the ground several zhang high.

The central palace was surrounded by a clearing, and there were many scattered white bones scattered on this open space, and even dried bones, all of which had rotted, and with the breeze rolled up by Qingyang Huan, they were annihilated into ashes inch by inch.

When he walked past a dry bone sitting cross-legged facing the main hall, Qingyang Huan's footsteps stopped, and his spiritual will spread out in all directions to the west like an ocean.

"With such a keen perception, I was able to spot this king. ”

In the distance, at the end of a stone path, golden light flickered, and a figure stepped forward, with a golden retriever standing on its shoulder, opening its mouth and letting out an earth-shattering roar, and the rotten white bones around it turned into dust under the sound waves.

"Imperial Clan. ”

Looking at the king who came step by step, Qingyang Huan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"The Celestial Dragons?"

Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed, this race was mentioned by his master by chance, and it has a deep relationship with their master, to be precise, it was a race that was the first to be destroyed by the human race in ancient times, but it left a fish that slipped through the net, allowing them to survive until now, and re-establish the clan in heaven and earth.

"Who are you!"

Hearing Qing Yang Huan's soft groans and doubts, the Golden Light King, who was originally calm in his mind, suddenly became solemn.

Tianlong clan is the oldest and most noble surname of the royal family, inherited to ancient times, there is a trace of dragon blood flowing in the blood, in the entire royal clan Tianlong clan is the oldest royal family, it is because of the Tianlong clan that the royal family has been able to reproduce.

"It seems that you are not the bloodline of the Celestial Dragon Clan. ”

Seeing King Jinguang's reaction, Qingyang Huan shook his head.

"Back then, Tianlong Mo Luo was lucky not to die, but I didn't expect that I would really let you see the light of day again. ”

"Bastard, the name of Zhongxing Ancestor, how can you mention it as a small human race, you should die!"

King Jinguang's eyes finally showed a trace of doubt, the outside world knew that there were not a few ethnic groups of the ancestors of the imperial clan, but there were not many people who really knew the names of the ancestors, and it was the ancestors of the Tianlong clan who rebuilt the imperial clan.

Of course, the Zhongxing ancestor Tianlong clan has long been ancient, but it has passed down the bloodline of the royal clan, it is the unremitting efforts of the Tianlong clan from generation to generation, and re-found a small world that was once broken by the imperial beast clan in the depths of endless time and space, and reorganized the current royal clan from the ruins.

"You're from the Terran Sword Emperor Palace!"

King Jin Guang spoke, his eyes fixed on Qingyang Huan.

"No matter where you come from, you will die today, the glory of the ancestors is not for you as a king to be humiliated, not to mention that your existence has affected this continent and stirred up too many storms!"

"Yes, the Terrans really deserve to die!"

At this moment, a piercing and hoarse voice sounded, and at the end of another stone path in the ancient city, a thin figure shrouded in beast robes appeared, and the Blood Gu King appeared.

"King Jinguang, how about we make a deal?"

The Blood Gu King who appeared said to himself, "I need the blood of the Terran King, let's take him down together." ”

"Good. ”

After a few breaths, King Jinguang came down with a loud voice, although he was a realm higher than Qingyang Huan, but the king of the battle, unless the two are very different, it is not easy to suppress the other party, after all, he can't run if he can't fight.

Now that the Blood Gu King has appeared, the two kings of the double heavens, dealing with a king at the peak of the one heaven, leaving the king of the human race have a greater grasp, and how much strength can be preserved, after all, the kings of all races outside are eyeing each other, looking for opportunities.

In an instant, without the slightest hesitation, Qingyang Huan's figure shifted and retreated not far from the central hall, with his back to the main hall, facing the two kings.

"If you stir up too much wind and rain, it's time for the curtain to end, and the heavens will no longer let the Terran succeed. ”

As the voice of the Golden Light King fell, the golden retriever on his shoulder roared into the sky, turning into a giant beast with a golden light body of more than five hundred zhang in size, the golden hair was like a golden needle, piercing the void, and the armpits of the abdomen were covered with fine scale armor, and with a roar, the king beast's qi was unobstructed.

Rumble!

The golden retriever opened its big mouth, and a round of golden sun spit out from its mouth, spitting fire into the sun, this is the great power of the fire path, directly cutting through the dim ancient city, towards Qingyang Huan.

A golden axe appeared in the hand of King Jinguang, but it was only three feet in size, but it was covered with dark golden ancient patterns, and the ancient patterns flowed and evolved into the ancient sun, and the mountains and rivers split and fell towards Qingyang Huan's body.

The Blood Gu King waved the Gu banner in his hand, and followed the Golden Light Dynasty to Qingyang Huan Town, if it weren't for the terrifying power of the two kings plus a king beast in the ancient city of Wan, it would be enough to tear apart the galaxy and shake down the ancient star.

The Gu banner turned into a jet-black canopy shadow, pierced the void, and came towards Qingyang Huan with the Golden Light King.

Rumble!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan evolved the Boundless Dao Law in his hands, and spit out the Great Sun Qing of the Golden Retriever in the void, and after fighting with the Imperial God King, his control of the Boundless Dao Law became even more perfect.

The boundless Dao method accommodates the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth and embraces the universe, and naturally there is a kind of tolerance for each kind of Dao law.

The golden sun is enveloped in the Boundless Dao Law, and the terrifying burst of aura is gradually being assimilated by the Boundless Dao Law, which is the horror of the Boundless Dao, and the attacks of outsiders can be assimilated into their own power.

For Qingyang Huan to take the attack of the golden retriever so easily, the Golden Light King was surprised for a moment, and then reacted, and the golden axe in his hand fell like a heavenly river of golden light, and slashed down in the air.

However, at this moment, he saw that in the face of him with an axe that was enough to split the mountains and rivers, Qing Yanghuan's eyes were calm and calm.