Airplanes!

The purple qi fell, the vastness was boundless, the humming sound sounded everywhere in the heavens and the earth, and the law of ten thousand paths manifested on the void.

The title of the God King has also become more and more condensed, although the luck he carries at the moment has also reached the shackles because of the shackles of his own martial arts realm.

But the purple qi that humanity descended from was stored in his title, waiting for the day when it completely burst out as precipitation.

The pillar of purple qi with the thickness of the grinding disc fell from the nine heavens, and in the perception in the dark, a faint purple qi silk thread was connected to the outside of nothingness, connected with a hazy figure.

Airplanes!

When Qingyang Huan wanted to reach out and grab it, thousands of purple lights bloomed together, exploded in the void above his head, turned into tens of thousands of purple silk threads, and began to collapse in all directions, and that agile aura was hidden in it.

He wanted to catch it, but the smart purple qi was like an elf, dodging left and right in the purple qi in the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint trace to guide the direction in the void.

"Yes......"

With a gleam in his eyes, Qingyanghuan fell into thought.

"The reward of humanity is over!"

"Lord Hao Bo was born in the barren continent in the extreme east of the East China Sea, and the emperor issued an edict to sit in Haoyuan, and the powerful earthquake returned to the ruins, and he deserved to be favored by so many humane luck. “

"Titled God King, beyond the title of Title God General's luck title, only the great merit made by the human race, and the existence of any possible humane luck, can the title of Luck God King be cast, and the merit must not be fake!"

"How can it be fake, this battle Haobo killed the two quasi-emperors of the Jialuo clan one after another in front of us and others, and this kind of prestige is enough to shake the heavens and all worlds!"

......

Looking at the figures standing in the purple aura, the eyes of the warriors in all directions revealed longing and admiration.

Even if they live in the world of Guiru, separated from the land of the Terran by a long distance, the Terran warriors here can also clearly feel the origin aura of the Terran from the humane purple qi.

The familiar aura in the purple qi, even if it is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, hundreds of millions of miles of void, is also separated from the implication of the blood of the human race.

Luck God King!

This is a title that belongs to the luck of the human race!

The ancient master of Chao Gu bowed slightly towards Qingyang Huan through the void, human luck will not be wrong, only a martial artist who has truly made great contributions to the human race can withstand the reward of luck.

Otherwise, even if it is a general conspiracy and trickery, so that the humanity will descend on the luck, it will be crushed by the general trend of luck and die, of course, this method of deceiving the humanity luck is rare.

"Meet the God-King!"

For a while, on the Wanyuan Continent, a cry sounded from nowhere, followed by a tsunami-like shout from all directions, pavilions, and wilderness.

The voices were wave after wave, undulating endlessly, and every martial artist seemed to have not yet woken up from the impact of the humane purple qi.

With the shouts of many Terran blood warriors, the general trend on Qingyang Huan's body became more and more surging, and between his gestures, ripples were set off in the void.

......

Compared to Qingyang Huan, who has endured the gaze of all people, the descendants of the hundreds of schools such as the Holy Son of Jixia seem to be ignored by everyone at this moment.

As the heirs of the hundred schools of the princes, even if they are placed on the land of the human race, they can be regarded as a heavenly warrior and a well-known existence, but unfortunately no one cares about their existence today.

They have been forgotten, or what they have done, is contrary to the general trend of the human race, which is touching and disgusting.

Burst!

Looking at Qingyang Huan like a dazzling divine sun in the sky, the Holy Son could no longer support it, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

"Holy Son!"

"Holy Son, what's wrong with you!"

......

The body of the Holy Son of Jixia staggered, so that the heirs of the hundred families who were stunned in their hearts exclaimed one by one and leaned towards the Holy Son of Jixia one after another.

"Get out of the way!"

The Holy Son waved his hand to break free from the approaching warriors, and raised his head again to look at Qingyang Huan.

In the ethereal purple gas that has not yet completely dissipated, there is an ancient and wild era, slash-and-burn farming, grass for clothing, and grinding stones for soldiers......

The saints and sages walked in the mountains and barbaric wilderness, gave them the way of life of the ancestors of the human race, inherited the fire of martial arts, resisted natural and man-made disasters, and hunted and killed the tribes.

"Haha......"

Han Tian cracked his mouth and chuckled, and then his body staggered, his body was sealed by Qingyang Huan, and only the strength of the battle body remained, and there was not one in ten.

The next moment, the war fortress roared, turning into a streamer and smashing through the barrier of the Wanyuan World.

......

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's heart was sensitive, his eyes were slightly slanted, he saw the departure of the war fortress, and he didn't care too much, the creation is personal, if Jixia Dongtian is obsessed, then they can only blame themselves.

......

"Senior Brother ......"

Peng Wanli greeted him, and he also saw the martial artists of Jixia Cave Heaven who had fled away with a disgraced face, and at this moment all the martial artists were attracted by the luck of Qingyang Huan, and their departure did not cause too many waves.

However, Qingyang Huan gestured slightly to him, and his figure turned into a streamer of light, heading towards the outside of the Wanyuan World.

"This ......"

Qingyang Huan's actions made Peng Wanli and the ancient master look at each other, is there any accident?

Peng Wanli fell his eyes on the ancient master, that look, what does it mean?

Chao Gu glared back, where did the old man know what was going on.

"Go check it out. ”

If you don't understand, take a look, and the next moment, Peng Wanli turned into a golden streamer and headed towards the sky, and vaguely a golden-winged Dapeng floated in the void, faster than lightning, and turned into a small black dot in the sky between breaths.

......

Stepping out of the Wanyuan World, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked towards the vast universe, and he sensed that the aura was very close to him when his luck came.

Qi and Humane Qi are very similar, but they are more agile and full of vitality, except for the people who are favored by the Terran Qi Luck mentioned to him by the Garo clone before, he doesn't know who else can be.

Find him.

Airplanes!

A round of purple sun at the center of the eyebrows crossed the sky, faintly manifesting a reckless heaven and earth, and the dragon's groan turned into ripples, spreading in all directions against the veins of the void.

......

Where the world of ruins, the starry sky, and the mountains and seas meet, the stars, the continent, and the void collide and turn into a chaotic secret and dangerous place.

In this space-time where the void of the Star Continent collided, a meteorite left over from the collision of the Star and the Continent was faintly manifested.

"Yue'er, how are you!"

Mi Jiang anxiously looked at Mi Yue, who was surrounded by purple light, her small body almost convulsed and curled up into a ball, and the Zhenguo Qi Luck Artifact Gong Cloth hummed, suspended above Mi Yue's body, and a faint purple qi fell down.

However, as the artifact of the ancient kingdom of the Mi clan, it has left the Jianchi Lake in the country at this moment, and it has also separated from the subjects in the ancient kingdom of the Mi clan, and most of the majesty has also dissolved.

At this moment, it couldn't cover the vision on Miyue's body at all.

In order to hide people's eyes, the father and daughter quietly left the ancient continent of the Mi clan with the artifact of the Mi clan, and suppressed the artifact cloth of the national fortune of the two eras.

If it is noticed by some people, it will inevitably be snatched, in this world, no matter which emperor clan has taken away the Gongbu artifact, the clan fortune will be unimaginably created, enough to lay the foundation of a clan's luck for tens of thousands of years, and even peek into the majesty of the royal family.

Miyue can communicate with luck, and when there is no backlash in luck, he can be extremely keenly aware of the crisis and avoid danger in advance.

For this reason, under the guidance of Mi Yue, the father and daughter did not fall directly towards the Shanhai Continent, but circled around the West Pole Starry Sky, preparing to enter the land of the human race from this chaotic land at the junction of the starry sky, the Guiru and the continent.

Who would have thought that not long after entering this area, Mi Yue somehow suddenly received an inexplicable impact and became like this.