Try it if you don't believe it!

In the bland words, there is an unquestionable domineering.

The pale face of the light sacrifice, a pair of bright eyes flashing with a rich murderous intent, the small up-and-coming race is so openly threatening the servants of the Lord God of Light.

Why don't you give it a try?

Forget it.

The Lord God of Light has not yet returned, and there can be no accident at the moment, his eyes are full of thoughts, and finally the light of the Light Sacrifice falls on the body of God Luoxiao.

Pregnant.

"As a servant of the Lord God of Light, Emperor Shenxiao will sprinkle the light of the Lord God of Light all over time and space, it is the duty of our servants and other servants, this time you will go on behalf of my Light God Domain. ”

"I&¥@*¥#&@~......"

Suddenly, Shen Luoxiao's expression rose suddenly.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Luoxiao suppressed the anger in his heart and bowed slightly.

"Yes. ”

"I will take his head with my own hands, so that you don't have to do it. ”

"Yes. ”

Until he walked out of the Light God Domain, Shen Luoxiao's red face still did not disappear, he stood in the dim void, looking at the looming starry sky behind him, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Back then, he was able to betray the Holy Clan, and even evaded countless pursuits and killings of the Holy Clan, and he went down to the Divine Platform in the Guiru God Domain, and collected countless traitors from the Holy Clan, but he was not a person who could be manipulated.

The Bright Priesthood did not hesitate to push him out as cannon fodder, so let's see who could laugh at the end.

He is different from the Hanging Mountain Lord, there are clansmen behind the Hanging Mountain Lord, but he doesn't.

......

"Hahaha, run away after loading x, it's so cool. ”

The turtle Buxian was lying on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, the turtle shell was upside down, and the four little short legs kept moving, and he almost didn't laugh.

"Is it funny?"

The smile of the turtle is not immortal, so that Qingyang Huan's expression is a little unbearable, this is called the general trend, what is it called pretending to play x and running, what is really a turtle.

"You are the turtle, your whole family is a turtle, the turtle is a turtle, the turtle is a turtle, does the turtle understand. ”

"That's still a turtle. ”

"Bah, the turtle is a turtle, the turtle is a turtle, and the turtle is a turtle!"

With the sound of the turtle immortal's chatter, Qingyang Huan disappeared into the dim heaven and earth, heading towards the Divine Desolate Domain.

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Divine Desolation.

"Terran, don't you think you're too deceitful?"

The Hanging Mountain Lord's face was pale, staring at Qingyang Huan deadly, eager to use his god-like fist to smash the despicable villain of the human race in front of him with one punch.

"I don't think so. ”

Facing the angry Hanging Mountain Lord, Qingyang Huan looked light-hearted.

Why did he go earlier, when he was calculating him, he should have understood that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and whoever the sky forgives, if there is revenge, it will be his character.

"For betrayal, there is no difference between once and countless times, what do you think, Your Excellency the Hanging Mountain Lord?"

"Bastard!"

The Hanging Mountain Lord danced wildly with anger, and his breath caused the wind to surge, and the void in all directions continued to resound with roars, bursts of thunder.

"No way!"

"If it is discovered by the Kuafu Divine Clan, not only will the descendants of this emperor's bloodline die, but the entire silver light giant will be wiped out. ”

Looking at the hanging mountain lord who was dancing wildly, the corners of Qingyang Huan's mouth flashed with coldness, and said, "Since Your Excellency can't make a choice, then I'll help you." ”

"Do you choose to exterminate the clan now, or do you agree to my terms?"

"You ......"

Following Qing Yanghuan's fingers, in the dimness of the four directions, the Demon Flame Mountains stood tall, the Demon Wolves roared, exhaling and eroding the void, and the eighteen Demon Mountains rose and fell, covering a void.

"Choose, don't accept rebuttals!"

"Despicable. ”

"Give you three breaths. ”

Qingyang Huan motioned to the lying turtle Buxian to look out loud, and Uncle Turtle cleared his throat and shouted, "Three...... One ......"

"You won. ”

Looking at the hanging mountain lord who had collapsed all of a sudden, Qingyang Huan did not feel the slightest surprise, from the time he wanted to leave a way back, when the grass on the wall started, he was doomed to a tragic end.

Without a huge group to rely on, it is impossible to play under this heavenly dome.

"Don't worry, my human race is worthy of any friend. ”

In an instant, the Hanging Mountain Lord raised his head, stared at Qing Yang Huan, and said with a flat expression: "That's what the Father Divine Clan said at the beginning. ”

Qingyang Huan "......".

......

In a dim void at the edge of the Divine Desolate Domain, the Hanging Mountain Lord stepped forward, the eyes in the depths of his pupils were a little gloomy, but he had to walk forward honestly, his Hanging Mountain World was surrounded by the human demon iron horses of the human race.

The human race said it soundly, but it was not a threat to the entire Silver Light Giant Clan, the legend of the Eighteen Demon Riders shocked the heavens and all the worlds, and the Hanging Mountain could not stop it.

Insidious and cunning Terrans!

Thundered!

Not long after, a blazing sun divine light lit up in this darkness, and a huge giant shadow stepped on the sun and moon, accompanied by a desolate dragon on the left and right, coming towards the hanging mountain lord.

"Emperor Lieyang, where did you call me?"

Kualong was wrapped in blazing all over his body, and the rich evil qi on his body almost condensed into substance, these two days for him, it can be described as a murderous Yingye, although the old opponent Kua Kun was killed, he was extremely excited in his heart, but no one can kill the Kuafu Divine Clan, he can be free.

Even among the Kuafu Divine Clan, there are not many great gods who have cultivated to their level.

Don't the human race want to build any so-called god king palace, he is waiting for that day to come, ready to give a big gift to the human race.

In the past few days, he is still looking for the light sacrifice, the Kuafu Divine Clan wants to wake up the god lord to return, and the light line is also preparing to awaken their light lord god.

In the era of Shinto civilization, the conquest between the main god of light and the main god of the Kuafu god clan lasted for a long time, and in addition to the supreme god emperor in the Shinto Heavenly Court, the power and throne of the great gods in the divine court needed their own divine power and the forces behind them to rely on.

For a long time, the Lord God of Light and the Lord God of Kua Father have either the west wind overwhelmed the east wind, or the east wind overwhelmed the west, and there has never been a real dominance of one side.

However, this era has become an opportunity for each to suppress the other, so for any of their forces, they will not give up this opportunity, and once they seize the opportunity, they will trample the other party under their feet.

"Take your life, of course. ”

Without waiting for the Lord of the Hanging Mountain to speak, an ethereal voice sounded, and suddenly a stone spear wrapped the rhyme of the heavens, like a long rainbow through the sun, directly piercing the scorching heat in the sky, and headed towards the dragon.

"Emperor Lieyang, you dare to betray my Kuafu Divine Clan!"

In an instant, Kualong reacted, and his hands slashed through the void, as if shaking a grinding disc that overwhelmed the sky, causing the sonorous sound of the sky to spin and turn around, and the dragon shadow around his body grabbed the stone spear.

The existence of the same name as the desolate dragon and the true dragon are the bloodlines of the ancient heavenly dragons, and the desolate beasts of the demon clan are the same, the desolate dragon respects the body refining, condenses the bloodline and physique, and the true dragon has embarked on the road of transformation.

"You ......"

Looking at Qingyang Huan who suddenly made a move, the eyes of the Hanging Mountain Lord were round, he was so ruthless, he didn't want him to live, and it was not an exaggeration to call it all killed.

Rumble!

The Desolate Dragon Divine Form and the stone spear collided together, directly stirring up the turmoil in the ruins, and the great cracks in the void spread like spider webs, spreading across the void in all directions.

"Hanging Mountain Lord, shall we watch the battle from the sidelines?"

At this time, in the chaos, Emperor Futian appeared in the distance of the Hanging Mountain Lord like a phantom, and his old face full of ravines was squeezed together, and his smile was a little infiltrating.

"You guys, so ruthless. ”

"One another is not ruthless, and no one stands. ”

For the killing machine of the Hanging Mountain Lord, Emperor Fu Tian squinted his eyes, and his qi was condensed to the extreme, although he felt that the Hanging Mountain Lord would not make a move, he still did not take it lightly.

"If you don't stand hard, you don't stand hard, you don't stand hard, Lieyang has been taught today. ”

......

"Terran!"

The Great Sun Divine Light on Quarlong's body became more and more intense, as if it had burned the entire void, standing in the shattered void, allowing the void turbulence to crash like a knife on his battle body, bursting out with dazzling firelight.

"I'll kill you. ”

Qingyang Huan stared at Kualong, at this moment he turned into a purple gold battle body, which was the size of a thousand zhang, but compared to the true god of Kualong, he still looked a little small.

The reason why he came to hunt the Kuafu Divine Clan in front of him, according to what the Hanging Mountain Lord said, the Kuafu Divine Clan who really walked in the Ruins World, except for the one in front of him, was the one who was killed by him in Haoyuan a few days ago.

He killed the one in front of him, so if the bright vein wants to take the head of the Kuafu Divine Clan again, he must find the nest of the Kuafu Divine Clan.

As for whether the Light Sacrifice will move, he may have been a little uncertain when he didn't enter the Light God Domain before, but after he stepped out of the Light God Domain safely, it showed that the Light Sacrifice swallowed this breath for the return of their main god, waiting to find a place in the future.

"Little worm, this god crushed you. ”

Rumble!

Kualong looked up to the sky and roared, his head was full of forbidden laws and danced wildly, his eyes were like electricity, blooming with terrifying divine light, at this moment his battle body volatilized to the extreme, his hands were like a big grinding, and he suppressed towards Qingyang Huan.

In the palm of his hand, a desolate dragon god shape looked up to the sky and roared, the reason why he was called a qualong was because he had really fought a desolate dragon, contaminated with the desolate dragon's blood refining body, his palms were like Shenyue, and the chaotic air flow was like mist under his palm, bursting out with a great power that destroyed time and space.

Boom!

Like the divine craftsman of the god realm bombarding the divine soldiers, Qingyang Huan was burning with raging purple flames, facing the dragon, stepping through the desolate dragon phantom with both feet, and his fists continued to blast forward, each blow shocked time and space.

Rumble!

Finally, his pair of iron fists collided with Kualong's giant palm, triggering a big explosion of heaven and earth, and both figures retreated backwards.

"It's even comparable to my praise of the Father Divine Race's divine body, what kind of battle body are you cultivating in the Human Race. ”

A flash of high combat power flashed in Quaron's eyes, this was the first opponent he saw who could match him in physical body when he woke up from his slumber.

"Heavenly Battle Body!"

Qing Yang Huan's voice faintly passed through the chaotic time and space, from the time he was promoted to the emperor throne and smelted his own emperor record, the battle body he cultivated had already had a core transformation, moving towards the Heavenly Mixed Yuan.

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