Iron Rider of Man!

In an instant, the eyes of countless warriors went towards the sky, and a tragic aura burst out from the rolling demon flames, and the roar of the demon wolf resounded through the sky, and the demon blood rendered the sky.

Each of the eighteen demon wolves had a huge blood hole on its body, and the bones were deep and the wolf blood was gurgling.

The black-armored warrior on the wolf's back was also stained with battle blood, and there was still a trace of divine light on the magic spear in his hand.

Obviously, these eighteen demon wolf iron horsemen experienced a bloody battle not long ago.

Praise the Father Protoss!

The tragic demon wolf swallowed the monstrous demon flames, and dragged a huge divine corpse behind him, surrounded by strong divine power.

Thundered!

The demon wolf dragged the divine body of the Kuafu Divine Clan, ignored anyone's attention, came to the Divine King's Palace, and stood it outside the Divine Palace.

Not to mention, just two rows, two in a row.

After doing all this, the demon wolf stepped into the air, let the demon blood spill, and entered the palace of the god king.

Until this moment, none of the warriors under the Quartet of the God King Palace had returned to their senses, and even if the figure of the human and demon iron rider disappeared, it was still deeply imprinted in the depths of their hearts.

Four huge god corpses stood in front of the God King's Palace, like statues of gods.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the rulers of the Returning Ruins World, some races ignore the stability within the Ten Domains, and in order to maintain the stability of this Returned Ruins Land, our Terran race should severely punish those who cause trouble, don't you say?"

Then, Qingyang Huan's words made the Quartet warriors change color.

A divine light burst out in Emperor Mingtong's eyes, and then it flashed away.

"Yes, Your Excellency has worked hard to maintain the stability of the Land of Ruins. ”

Emperor Mingtong's words once again made the expressions of the warriors of the Quartet change, is the human race making peace with the divine race?

As the Great Emperor, no one here dares to question his words, anyway, now that the Holy Clan is busy expanding the Divine Dao Heavenly Court, the Returning Ruins World can't intervene, so it's just right to be a favor.

As for the future, I will talk about it later, where there is an eternal covenant between the tribes.

Compared with Emperor Mingtong, Tianluo Immortal frowned, the tone of the human race is so big, and he directly regards the Ten Domains of Guixu as his own territory, and regards him as the place of the Immortal Clan?

"Your Excellency, is that too much?"

Tianluo Immortal's tone was cold, his eyes stared at Qingyang Huan and said word by word: "Since ancient times, more than a hundred eras, the Guiru World is a place where all races gather, isn't Your Excellency afraid of causing public anger?"

"Under this heavenly dome, no race has dared to provoke the wrath of our human race. ”

Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and he looked at the Tianluo Immortal General.

"Returning to the world of ruins, the flank of the Shanhai Continent, our human race is bound to win, the immortal light of the immortal clan cannot shine on the head of my human race, and there will only be one master in this dim land. ”

The bland words were mixed with an unquestionable domineering, which made the Quartet warriors feel that their breathing was a little stagnant.

Listening to Qingyang Huan's confident words, it was difficult for the Quartet martial artists to suppress the shock in their hearts.

"Today, the palace of the god king of our human race has been rebuilt, and I am fortunate to have you come to witness it. ”

Without paying attention to the eyes of the warriors of the Quartet, a purple light appeared in Qingyang Huan's hand, and a purple gold scroll rose against the storm, and quickly turned into ten thousand zhang in size, gilt as the edge, and the divine pattern as Zhang Hua.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the scrolls of 10,000 zhang size slowly opened above the void, and the ancient seal characters danced like swimming dragons, and one by one they broke away from the scrolls and manifested on the ruins of the heavenly dome.

The ancient Terran script, exuding vicissitudes and majesty, allows every warrior under the heavenly dome in all directions to see clearly.

This is exactly the edict handed over to him by the Emperor of the People in Buzhou Mountain, which represents the recognition of the will of the Terran Race and the general trend of the entire Terran land.

The palace of the god king should be re-established!

The last few ancient seals of the scroll, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the iron painting silver hook seems to be engraved on the sky and the earth.

"The human emperor has an edict, and the palace of the god king should be established!"

The scroll of the Emperor of the People was spread out, and the edict spread all over the West, at this moment, Qingyang Huan took a deep breath, and his voice was like thunder, which was also spread all over the world.

"Today, I Qingyang Huan, the emperor of the people, the successor of the palace master of the God King's Palace, Huanghuang humane, heaven and earth together!"

"From now on, the Title God King of my human race will re-establish the Netherworld!"

Thundered!

Almost at the moment when Qingyang Huan's last words fell, in the ruins world above the Divine King Palace, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder fell, the thunder sea rolled, and the accumulation became a vast ocean of thunder realm.

Wisps of purple qi from heaven and earth fell from the sky dome and fell towards the Divine King's Palace, and at this moment, the Emperor's edict had fallen to the highest place of the Divine King's Palace.

Humane will!

At this moment, he felt the arrival of the magnificent will of the human race, whether it was the divine falling sky or the Emperor Mingtong of the holy race, the depths of their pupils shrank suddenly, and their breath was constricted to the extreme, lest the will of the human race be detected and attacked.

Don't say that they are just emperor realms, even if they are real emperors, they don't dare to catch the edge of the human race's luck, this is a lesson from the past.

The palace of the god king was re-established, and the luck of humanity came.

Purple qi like a waterfall descended from the sky above the sky, constantly washing this divine palace that originally belonged to the Kuafu Divine Clan, and the purple qi fell, melting the divine qi precipitated in the divine palace.

And at this moment, Qingyang Huan, who was submerged by the sea of purple qi, fell into an ethereal state, and with the blessing of the huge qi luck, he felt that the connection between himself and the human qi luck was even closer.

Rise!

His luck title was also triggered, and the four-clawed true dragon went straight up with the falling purple qi, swallowing a huge amount of purple qi, and in the center of the original two dragon horns on the dragon's head, the third dragon horn manifested like coral.

According to legend, only the true dragon and the ancestor of the desolate dragon, the Celestial Dragon, had three dragon horns, representing the identity of the Ancestral Dragon.

"Hmm. ”

In an instant, a flash of clarity flashed in Qing Yanghuan's heart, this was the blessing of human luck for him, the palace master of the God King Palace.

He is the master of the palace of the god king, the god king who rules the luck of the human race, and he should be above the kings.

With the fall of the purple qi in the sky, the Divine King Palace was also undergoing a transformation, wisps of divine power were cleared, and the original golden-colored Divine Palace was glowing with purple divine light.

Outside the shrine, the ancient catalogue scenes of the human race are revealed, all of which tell the long history of the human race.

Airplanes!

The purple qi in the sky washed over the Divine Palace, and the main hall in the Divine Palace had long since changed its appearance, and the stone chairs in the hall were long gone, replaced by a purple heavenly monument standing in the center of the main hall.

The heavenly monument is only ten zhang high, it is completely made of humane purple gas, and there are three quaint seal characters of 'God King Tablet' between the coiled dragon patterns above the heavenly monument.

The god king monument is born in the world, and the god king platform is in this small world.

The only fly in the ointment is that the God King Tablet is not branded with the title of any God King at the moment.

After the establishment of the same Divine King Palace, not any martial artist is qualified to step here, even if it is to carry luck, it needs to be recognized by the Divine King Stage.

"From now on, our human race will revive the underworld!"

Qingyang Huan, who was submerged in purple light, spread out his palms, and the treasure of Yama was washed by purple qi and fell towards the palace of the God King.

The ruins of the Netherworld that he had entered earlier had already been included in the treasure of Yama by him, and at this moment, with the blessing of the Humane Purple Qi, they had been integrated into the Palace of the God King.

His words, with the blessing of humane purple qi, are like a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and every word is beady, and his mouth is full of chapters.

The big hand opened, Qingyang Huan was wrapped in purple qi like a big dragon sweeping in all directions, his eyes were fixed on Emperor Mingtong, Shen Luoxiao, and all the martial artists who came to watch the ceremony.

"You can't be convinced!"

"You ......"

A strong murderous intent flashed in the depths of Emperor Mingtong's pupils, and he was so dignified that he was threatened by a descendant.

It's just that this wisp of killing power disappeared in a flash, and he sat there cross-legged, like a stubborn stone that no longer emitted the slightest qi.

Feeling the intertwined light of his eyes from all directions, Qing Yanghuan certainly understood that if he wanted to take charge of the Guiru World, it was not a matter of a few words, he needed to have real strength to suppress everything, and he also needed more blood and bones as sacrifices.

The divine bodies of the four Divine Fathers standing outside the Divine Palace were far from sufficient.

"My lord is merciful, and he has said that this mountain, sea, and earth are the world of all races, and this world of ruins naturally belongs to the world shared by all races. ”

A Brahmanic sound sounded, and holy light enveloped the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, outside the Divine King's Palace, the chaotic air flow fell, each of which was like a heavenly river, and thousands of ways were intertwined, like a waterfall hanging upside down, and a simple bronze lotus platform squeezed through the void and descended into the world of returning to the ruins.

On the bronze lotus platform, a lying shadow, like bronze gilt, appeared behind the shadow of compassion, which was even bigger than the stars, and the majestic qi shook the heavens and the earth.

"This heaven and earth is a realm where all spirits reproduce, not the private domain of one race, the human race is too selfish. ”

The corners of the bronze statue's mouth trembled, the tongue was like a lotus, and the words were like gods.

Garo!

Seeing the bronze statue that appeared, the corner of Shen Luoxiao's mouth flashed with a sneer on the corner of his mouth that was floating in the divine light outside the Divine King's Palace.

The Terran God King sits in the Netherworld, and now that the God King Palace is rebuilt, how can the Garo clan be indifferent.

Thinking that by killing the great god of the Kuafu Divine Clan strongly, he could be shocked and returned to the ruins, but it was too simple to think.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, this is an eternal truth, I believe that as long as the human race is weaker, there will be countless warriors who will rush to the city and want to bite off a piece of meat.

At present, the human race is in full swing, so it is natural to compare it to the edge and let the powerful race stand up.

Qing Yanghuan naturally couldn't guess Shen Luoxiao's thoughts, but he understood in his heart that the general trend of the human race carried by him did not allow him to retreat at all, just like sailing against the current, he could only move forward bravely.

If he doesn't deter the Land of Ruins today, it will not be so easy to maintain the stability of the Land of Ruins in the future.

Taking the opportunity of the establishment of the God-King Palace, he announced that he would return to the ruins, and there might be warriors and clans who disdain, he didn't care about these, he was just informing them, as for believing it or not, he would make everyone believe it.

The Kuafu Protoss was hunted outside the Divine King's Palace by the Human Demon Iron Horse he sent out, and he didn't regard the Kuafu Protoss as his first opponent.

What he had been waiting for was the bronze statue that appeared in front of him.