Thundered!

The sound of thunder continued to pass out from the depths of flesh and blood, and the light was full of light, and the divine light was inextricably linked, bursting out from every inch of the body.

Absorbing enough blood and qi energy, Qingyang Huan's battle body has exceeded the height of a hundred zhang, the sound of wind and thunder surrounds the body, and the entire body continues to flow with vigorous vitality.

In the dim burial ground, the blazing light burst out from the body, like a great sun that has just risen.

Rumble!

Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged, got up, his body was like a mountain, and he was more than one hundred and thirty zhang, even if it was some demon clan bodies with ancient bloodlines.

Thundered!

The blood in the battle body is like an ocean, and between breaths, he breathes in the breath of wind and thunder, and shows a sonorous iron sound with his hands and feet, with supreme power, crushing the void and collapsing the void.

According to the normal king of cultivating body refining ancient arts, the Baizhang battle body is the boundary of a heavenly king, which is the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, of course, innate races such as the giant clan are not included.

At this moment, he felt that there was a surging power in his body, which was rigidly suppressed in every flesh and blood crystal, and the human battle body alone was enough to rank at the same level as the Dharma King.

Boom!

The blood and qi swept through the sky shattered, he returned to his main state, and his big hand grabbed the bronze medal the size of a palm, this time the five fingers grabbed the bronze medal like iron tongs, and the blood power of the whole body ran to the arm, and finally grabbed this seemingly inconspicuous bronze medal in his hand.

Call!

Looking at the word 'Ying' on the bronze medal, the ancient pictographic characters, the mysteries of the whole world that seem to be contained in the word, in the eyes of Qingyang Huan, I actually saw a kind of Taoism constantly deriving disillusionment.

Runes.

An ancient seal character gave him an inspiration to comprehend the way of heaven and earth, and it is unimaginable that a word will evolve into a complete way.

Thinking of the majestic figure in the black dragon robe, he shouted towards the Heavenly Alien Race.

"Heaven does not give me the throne, I win and take it from myself, I am the emperor of this heaven and earth!"

The spirit of looking at the world is intimidating, and it is not strange to look at the bronze medal in your hand.

Boom!

It seemed to sense that he grabbed the bronze medal, and among the petrified heavenly soldiers who looked in this direction, the pervasive aura disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of iron-blooded sonorousness.

It seems to be waiting to embark on the journey again.

Talismans.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan had a realization in his heart, this bronze medal is a military talisman, a talisman belonging to the emperor and the emperor, and the imperial army is ordered with a soldier symbol.

But why did this talisman have to be handed over to him, but thinking that he had already obtained a small black tower on the Ziwei Emperor Star before, and now he got another talisman, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

This time, being able to absorb so much blood-colored energy and make the battle body strengthen again is already a big opportunity.

He walked towards the place where he had appeared earlier, the illusory void passage was still suspended in mid-air, and when he stepped into it, he slowly disappeared into the ancient burial ground space.

Airplanes!

However, after Qingyang Huan left, in the ancient burial ground, a slight groan sounded, like the sound of a sword and an iron sound, and among the mountains and ravines where the bones were piled up, a petrified heavenly soldier with a big gun in his hand, his body trembled slightly, and a stone fragment on his chest peeled off, revealing a little black light armor.

In the dimness, the pitch-black armor the size of a thumb was as bright and dazzling as the brightest stars in the dim night sky.

Buzz!

Soon, large pieces of petrified debris fell off, revealing black armor covered with lines, arms, neck, face, and petrified skin as if weathered, and began to crack inch by inch.

......

Returning to the Little Barren Continent again, the vortex path returned to its original appearance, turning into a totem imprinted on the wrist.

Qingyang Huan restrained his breath and headed for the Eastern Continent again.

Along the way, he also got a lot of news that the emperor's tomb had changed, and a stone statue of a camel fell under the sinkhole, trapping most of the foreign kings.

The whole news confirmed what he thought in his heart, the manifestation of the tomb of the Terran emperor was a big situation laid out by the Terran at the beginning of ancient times, and the emperor expected that after the one hundred and eighth era, there would be a human warrior who would wake him up under the impetus of humanity and luck.

Since this can be expected, it doesn't seem to be difficult to trap the kings of all races on the Little Reckless Continent.

And the alien kings on this continent are all trapped in the emperor's tomb, and for the Terran bloodline living on the continent, there is naturally a new hope, and then as he expected, rescue the Terran blood.

......

The King of Mountains and Rivers.

The huge mountains creeping the earth, countless human bloodlines live in this mountain range, but recently, some people of the Mountain and River King tribe feel a little strange that the huge clan soldiers of the soul, ghost, and ghost clans who were originally heavily pressed by the realm have retreated.

Even some of the warriors in the clan walked out of the mountain range thousands of miles away, but they did not encounter the soldiers of the three clans in the formation, and the scout warriors in the royal tribe were even more careful to go out thousands of miles of land, and they did not find the abnormality of the three clans.

The top of a giant mountain.

"It seems that the kings of the soul, ghost, and ghost clans have left for the emperor's tomb, and their focus is on the emperor's tomb. ”

In the main hall at the top of the mountain, a slightly tired voice sounded.

"It's hateful, the emperor's tomb of my human race is humiliated by the heavens and nights, and we can only watch it. ”

The sonorous iron sound, the knife roared like a god, the killing machine of the evil king burst out, and the copper knife behind it sensed the anger of the master, and broke out with a clanging sound.

For a while, the hall fell into a kind of stagnation, and suddenly, the somewhat tired voice of the King of Mountains and Rivers sounded again.

"Jinshan, slay the evil spirit, the old man is going to go to the sea area of the Western Continent in person, now most of the kings of all races are trapped in the emperor's tomb, this is the best opportunity, the old man wants to meet the hall master of the Flame Temple in person, as well as the elders from the Terran Ancestral Land Protector Palace, such a good opportunity cannot be given up." ”

The King of the Evil Slayer and the King of the Golden Mountain did not refute, if it was in the past, they would naturally stop it, but now that the ancestral land of the human race has sent a king, and the kings of the various races of the heavens are trapped in the emperor's tomb, it is the time when the alien races on the Xiaomang Continent are the weakest, and it is also an opportunity for the human race.

Now the Terran should seize the opportunity, integrate all the forces, and take this opportunity to save more Terran blood, which is the responsibility of the Terran king.

The king sits on one side and protects the other.

"Old Shanhe, you go, I'll sit in charge of the Shanhe King Department on your behalf, and let Jinshan go to the Southern Continent, Ziqiong's girl is still too weak. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, the Evil King said aloud.

"Okay, I'll go to the Southern Continent. With such an arrangement, King Jinshan also did not refute.

However, after the two finished speaking, they found that the King of Mountains and Rivers did not respond, and they all looked up at the King of Mountains and Rivers, only to see the King of Mountains and Rivers patting the armrest of the stone chair with his palm, and said, "It seems that the old man does not need to go to the Western Continent." ”

The next moment, the three kings disappeared into the main hall, and 50,000 miles outside the giant mountain of the King of Mountains and Rivers, Qingyang Huan came without hiding his figure.

This is the territory of the soul clan, but unfortunately although the soul, turtle, and ghost tribes are not afraid of the sun, they don't like to walk under the sun, so between the big day, in addition to the cold breath that permeates the mountains and forests, there are not many ghosts.

Outside the King of Mountains and Rivers, three figures stood in the void, looking at the figures in the distance like purple meteors running through the void.

"Contemporary Southern Wilderness Torchbearer, Qingyang Huan!"

Hundreds of zhang away, Qingyanghuan stopped, the purple light dissolved, revealing his figure, and clasped his fists in the air.

"The one who fires in the Eastern Wilderness is unparalleled. ”

The slightly old king of mountains and rivers also solemnly hugged his fists in the air, his gray hair fluttered in the wind behind his head, and his old face showed a touch of perseverance.

"Slay the Evil King. ”

After the four kings saluted each other, they headed towards the mountain and river king.

"Old-timers. ”

For the King of Mountains and Rivers, there was a touch of respect in Qingyang Huan's eyes, not everyone has such a will, surrounded by the heavens, sheltering tens of millions of human bloodlines for 30,000 years.

The king of men may seem glorious, but he needs to bear the price of that glory.

"The old man still wanted to go to the Western Continent, but he didn't expect Xiaoyou to come. ”

The King of Mountains and Rivers waved his hand, didn't care, and then said out loud.

"Looks like you and I have a piece. ”

Qingyang Huan and the King of Mountains and Rivers glanced at each other, both understanding what the other party was thinking.

"That's it!"

King Jinshan looked at the King of Mountains and Rivers, and then at Qingyang Huan, a little unclear, and said, "You didn't say anything, you just decided, what should I do?"

"Don't miss the opportunity!" said the King of Mountains and Rivers.

"In that case, then Qingyang will leave, I will return to the Western Continent for a maximum of two days, but it will take some time to prepare, what do the old-timers think after ten days?"

"Well, the timing waits for no one. ”

The King of Mountains and Rivers nodded and said, "Slay the evil spirit, this time you go to the Qingteng King Department of the Southern Continent to assist Ziqiong's girl." ”

"Good!" replied the Evil Slayer.

"What, what are you talking about?" the King of the Golden Mountain became more and more confused.

"Jin Shan, you join me to command my Shanhe King clan soldiers and attack Zhongzhou!"

"Ten days later, we will raise troops from the Eastern Continent, the Southern Continent, and the Western Continent at the same time, march towards the center of the continent, and join forces in the Zhongzhou Sacred Domain, which is enough to save more than sixty percent of the Terran blood on the continent. ”

"All the aliens who enslave my human race will not be forgiven!"

The cold killing machine broke through the sky and exploded in the sky above the King of Mountains and Rivers, attracting the attention of countless people of the King of Mountains and Rivers.

......

Three days later.

Qingyang Huan returned to the sea area of fire, and directly convened the five major towns, Xinjiang governments and the chiefs of various tribes to discuss the matter, and requisitioned the soldiers of each tribe.

The two kings plus the Flame Temple, maybe the clan soldiers are not comparable to the number of alien races on the Xiaomang Continent, but there is a saying that the snake is not good without a head, and now the kings of all clans are trapped in the emperor's tomb, and without the king, all clans are equivalent to losing their heads, and their strength is equivalent to going to ninety percent at once.

The two royal tribes and the Flame Temple, each of the clan soldiers has two kings, and they are now going to shatter the rule established by the various clans on the entire continent as quickly as possible.