Outside the Divine King's Palace, the tide triggered by Emperor Luoxiao swept through, attracting the attention of countless warriors and discussions.

The God of Light of the Protoss actually broke out into a battle with the Divine Race of Kuafu, who also belonged to the same race.

Generally speaking, the contradictions within the race will not be publicized, and if they are said in such a grand manner, is this tantamount to clearly telling the world that the gods are in civil strife?

Outside the Divine King's Palace, the Tianluo warrior sitting on the Immortal Island, his eyes opened and closed slightly, and his divine light flashed, staring at the Shenluo Xiao who came from afar, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Thundered!

Dragging the divine body of the great god of the Kuafu Divine Clan, Shen Luoxiao's whole body was shrouded in divine light, just like a real god, and his face was shrouded in a rich divine light, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Knock!

With a roar, Shen Luoxiao dragged the divine body of the Kuafu Divine Clan, walked to the front of the Divine King's Palace, and plunged it into the void like a carrot, standing side by side with the two Kuafu Divine Clans outside the Divine Palace before.

This scene made many martial artists in the heavens wonder what kind of connection there is between the light line of the Protoss and the human race.

For the whispers of the warriors of the Quartet, the face of the god falling in the sky was filled with coldness, and the light priest used him like a dog, so don't blame him for being disrespectful to the light god clan.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the sky above the Divine Palace, and a fierce flash flashed in the depths of his pupils, he would not forget that the figure sitting in the Divine King's Palace was his murderous enemy.

Without caring about anyone's eyes, Shen Luoxiao chose a position and sat in the void.

The immortal clan and the god clan came one after another, which opened the eyes of many martial artists gathered in the void.

"The light sacrifice is a good pot, but this is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he directly sold the light god clan. ”

In the Divine King's Palace, Gu Buxian was lying on the armrest of the main seat, grinding the ancient sword of the gods brought by the Tianluo Immortal General with his little feet.

"Are you alright? ”

Qing Yanghuan stared at the turtle and looked at the immortal, lest Uncle Turtle be mad again.

Gu Buxian raised his head and looked at Qingyang Huan, lowered his head and sharpened the ancient sword with his little feet, and said: "How can there be anything wrong with the turtle master, the immortal clan is really stingy, you see that this ancient sword is dry and dry, and it is not mellow at all." ”

"Master Turtle wants to plate it. ”

After repeatedly confirming that the turtle was still normal under his eyes, Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes, and it was okay.

"Palace Master, this god Luoxiao has bad intentions. ”

Emperor Futian squinted his eyes and stared at the gods outside the Divine Palace who closed their eyes and recuperated in the sky.

"It's okay, he can't afford any waves. ”

Qing Yanghuan shook his head slightly, his eyes swept directly over the gods, looking towards the farther depths of the ruins, at the end of the eyes, the heavenly dome of the ruins world collapsed, and thousands of meteors fell.

The stars burned with blazing flames, piercing the void and striking across the universe, and between the falling stars, a huge divine ship crushed the stars.

The ancient god ship, covered with pitch-black moss, did not melt in the slightest even under the burning fire.

The divine ship crashed into the void, and a large crack spread from hundreds of thousands of miles away, like a desolate beast opening its bloody mouth, and the vast and noble aura swept in like a storm.

At this moment, the countless warriors surrounding outside the Divine King's Palace couldn't help but close their eyes one by one, feeling the tremor from the spiritual world, the kind of nobility from ancient times, making their veins tremble.

Airplanes!

The divine ship pierced through the void, but the hull of the 10,000-zhang size crushed the crack in time and space, emitting an ancient sacrificial sound, mysterious and mysterious.

Rise!

In the sound of the sacrifice, the dragon chant is vast, and it comes across ancient time and space, and a divine dragon that dances for nine days appears in the spiritual world of every warrior.

In an instant, the world of Guiru seemed to be shaken by the dragon's might, and the divine brilliance did not fall.

A true dragon ship!

In an instant, a voice sounded in the void, and a faint qi machine flashed away.

"Shinto Heavenly Court, congratulations on the re-establishment of the Terran God King Palace!"

Outside the Divine King's Palace, the heavens and the earth were eternal, and a magnificent voice sounded from the True Dragon Divine Ship, shaking the void, and in an instant, thousands of divine lights burst out from the Divine Ship, concluding and intertwining.

Shinto Heavenly Court!

At this moment, the warriors gathered from all over the world were shocked again, this time it was really not in vain, immortals, gods came, and even the holy clan came.

Shinto Heavenly Court, in this era, all the heavens are up and down, and only the Heavenly Court established by the Holy Clan regards itself as the orthodoxy of the heavens.

Thundered!

The divine ship stopped thousands of miles away, and a majestic figure stood at the bow of the ship, surrounding the heavens and stars, and filling a large area of starry sky.

"This emperor Mingtong, who came on behalf of the God Emperor, heard that the Lord of the Human Race God King Palace was happy with the body of the gods, and he specially presented an ancient god corpse to congratulate!"

"Emperor Mingtong, he actually came, this is one of the elders of the Genshin Celestial Clan. ”

"This existence has long been out of the world, why did the Holy Clan invite him out this time. ”

"The Great Emperor Mingtong, standing at the top of the Emperor Realm, the method of war is through the gods, it has not fallen for tens of thousands of years, the heavens can be compared with it, and the only one who does not fall into the respect of the Great Emperor is the contemporary Sword Emperor of the Human Sword Emperor Palace. ”

Rumble!

The next moment, a huge vortex of divine power appeared above the True Dragon God Ship, countless divine lights burst out, wind, rain, thunder and lightning appeared, the clouds were steaming, and the faint dragon groaned.

A huge frog is the size of 10,000 zhang, and its whole body is glowing with cold scales, and the dragon's horns are fierce and shining.

In the Palace of the God King, Qingyang Huan looked at the majestic divine ship, like a real dragon lying on top of the void, and also showed a touch of shock.

The real dragon god ship is made of the dragon body of an emperor true dragon as the keel, and is made of various divine gold.

At the beginning, because the imperial dragon body was made into a dragon ship by the Holy Clan, the True Dragon Clan and the Holy Clan had broken out several times, but they didn't expect the Holy Clan to drive the True Dragon Divine Ship again.

Emperor Mingtong, the emperor who has been famous for a long time among the heavens and all the clans, has lived longer than the contemporary sword emperor of the human race, since he ascended to the throne of the emperor 50,000 years ago, he has never fallen into the realm of the gods of war, and all the existence that wants to test whether he has fallen into the emperor's combat power has become the soul in his hands.

The strength of the gods and the prosperity of the flesh are awe-inspiring.

Then, Qing Yanghuan withdrew his eyes from the divine ship, and with a wave of his big hand, everyone suddenly saw that on the void of thousands of miles, ten thousand ways appeared, and the palm of the ten thousand colors turned into a gray air current, grabbed the corpse of the Frog Jiao God, and pulled it to the sky above the Divine King Palace.

Chirp!chirp!

The golden crow flying above the shrine cried, the voice was high-pitched, and he volleyed down to scratch the corpse of the frog god, but a palm manifested in the void and pressed it on the head of the golden crow, making it silent.

Rise!

At the same time, the frog let out a loud dragon roar and entered the realm derived from the sky above the Divine King's Palace, and its body coiled up and turned into a round of blue sun.

"Your Excellency Mingtong takes a seat. ”

After doing all this, Qingyang Huan's voice was transmitted to the ears of every martial artist without the slightest hindrance.

On the True Dragon God Ship, Emperor Mingtong was shrouded in thousands of divine light, like the sun that never falls, his hands behind his back, and his big hands in the depths of the wide divine robe held a miniature altar, exuding scorching heat.

Then, he left the divine ship and came to the outside of the Divine King's Palace, his eyes fell on Shen Luoxiao's body and flashed, and he did not speak.

In the following time, there were constantly ten thousand warriors coming, blood clan, ghost clan, wind clan, etc., but the realm of the warriors who came was not high, and none of them were strong in the emperor realm, and they all made up their minds to come and go through the motions.

It is worth mentioning that the leader of the Huangquan Road, which was formed by the warriors of the ghost clan in the Guiru World, the old monster of Huangquan, also came, wrapped in a disgusting black mist, and no one wanted to approach him.

In addition, as long as they are begging for a living in the world of Guiru, they can be regarded as a force with some strength, and one of them has come.

If you don't come, you can't do it, maybe the Terrans don't care, but if you don't come to designate the end of the game.

The warriors surrounding the Divine King Palace, their eyes flashed with awe, looking in the direction of the huge Divine Palace, the figure of the Venerable Zun sitting cross-legged and meditating, the aura on his body made them tremble.

In this way, for three consecutive days, there was no movement in the depths of the God King's Palace, which caused many warriors below to discuss, and the time was almost up, why did the adults of the human race not move, did anyone still come.

Those who are far away from the Returning Ruins World in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, and the forces in the Returning Ruins World are not coming, and the rest are almost all coming.

Compared to the round of these little warriors below, the big people sitting in the void outside the Divine King's Palace closed their eyes one by one, and did not show any strange expressions.

Everyone is waiting!

Some people have figured it out, and the Terran God King Palace Master is waiting for a force that has not come.

No, in front of the palace of the god king, there are three heavenly lanterns lit by the great gods of Kuafu, if the Kuafu Divine Clan can give up, unless the heavens and the earth are turned upside down.

In the palace of the God King, Qingyang Huan closed his eyes and recuperated, he was silent, and the warriors under the seat did not dare to ask one by one.

Airplanes.

The moment a wisp of purple light bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, Qingyanghuan's eyes opened, and he immediately triggered fluctuations in the void.

At this moment, on the void outside the Divine King's Palace, the powerhouses sitting cross-legged were also moved, and their eyes looked towards Qingyang Huan.

How long have you been waiting for it, has it finally begun?

The Terran has set up such a big stage, how should this play be sung, if the singing is smashed, it will not only be a shame, but also a big blow to the momentum of the Terran, and if the Terran God King luck system is not good, it will die.

"Everyone, wait a minute. ”

Qingyang Huan appeared in the void outside the Divine King's Palace, his eyes overlooking the four directions, these days, there were no less than millions of martial artists attracted from the Heavens and Ten Realms and the Ten Domains of the Ruins, all of them surrounded the Divine King's Palace.

"Today, the palace of the god king of our human race is rebuilt, the palace is majestic, the golden black is full of sun, the frogs are in the sky, and there is one less candle outside the palace. ”

Then, Qingyang Huan stretched out his hand and pointed to the distant horizon, at the end of the ruins, the demon flames were monstrous, like a rolling river, and eighteen demon wolves dragged a huge god corpse.

"Voila, the fourth candle has been retrieved"