It is to abandon the Terran blood on the Xiaomang Continent and return with the Terran blood who has boarded the overpass.

Or are you waiting for the danger of all being destroyed?

Even though it spanned one hundred and eight epochs, the Terran was still facing a choice that was difficult to give up, but Jingwei spread its wings, the overpass floated in the air, and began to slowly break away from the Xiaomang Continent, obviously to give up the remaining Terran blood on the continent.

Either they all die, or the strong man breaks his wrist and lives partially.

The huge Jingwei Divine Bird spread its wings, and the stirring ripples in the starry sky fanned down the countless alien alliances that approached, protecting the Terran blood on its body.

Seeing this scene, the king of mountains and rivers who had just stepped on the Jingwei overpass danced wildly, without the slightest hesitation, and resolutely jumped back towards the Xiaomang Continent again, not only him, but also Hug Puzi did not hesitate at all, and went towards the Xiaomang Continent.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The starry sky of heaven and earth outside the continent has long been shattered, there are many strong people in the heavens, and on a big star in the starry sky, the body of the Aotian Sword Emperor is becoming more and more illusory, and even some are between the real and the unreal.

A heavenly sword crossed the sky, shook the stars, and dragged the Holy Clan Mingguang Emperor and the Winged Human Race Silver Thunder Emperor, but this was far from enough, he was no longer the Sword Emperor who was at the beginning of ancient times with a sword cold light of nine heavens and ten earths, and shocked the heavens and all worlds, he was just an immortal battle soul left by the Sword Emperor.

Looking at Qing Yang Huan's eyes looking in the direction of the Little Manghuang Continent, the old white ghost blasted away the entangled alien king, and shouted at him from afar through the void.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, on the starry sky outside the continent, the allied forces of various races collided with the heavenly soldiers of the human race, like the huge waves in the vast ocean colliding together, and the heavenly soldiers who returned from the ancient burial ground, they only had the war spirit left, so there was no pain, no perception, and their only belief was to turn into an iron-blooded Great Wall to block the impact of alien races from all directions.

In the chaos, Qingyang also saw the human and demon iron horse, Tu Sanchuan took the clan soldiers belonging to the Flame Temple, followed behind the ancient heavenly soldiers, and fought with the wandering alien warriors.

"We've done our best!"

Seeing Qing Yang Huan holding the divine bow in his hand, the killing in his eyes was splashing, and the black-armored sword guard appeared, protecting him, and the sword light shone in all directions, blocking all kinds of attacks that fell down.

"If you don't leave, you'll really lose all your efforts!"

The black-armored sword guard roared loudly, the human race has been dormant for one hundred and eight epochs, just to completely solve the shackles that the small reckless continent brought to the entire human race, and the strong man broke his wrist, and it was time to break it.

At this moment, there were already alien warriors who had set foot on the Xiaomang Desert Continent, and they found that they could not stop the return of the Terrans on the flyover, and they aimed at the Terran bloodlines that were still stranded on the mainland.

The eyes of the Terrans who remained on the continent also showed horror, they understood that they had been abandoned, the heavens and the earth had been destroyed, and the strong men of the Terran race could not completely control the situation.

"No!"

"Don't!"

The demon soldiers who entered the continent showed their hideous and cruel fangs, and directly scratched the flesh and blood belonging to the human race, and they brutally sadized the blood and bones.

The King of Mountains and Rivers and Bao Puzi waved their anger in their hands, constantly blasting out attacks, shattering large areas of mountains and rivers, and crushing the blood and bones of the soldiers of all ethnic groups, but on the vast continent, there were too many Terran blood, and they couldn't save them at all.

At this moment, in the heavens and on the ground, the fierce and wild laughter of the heavenly powerhouses, the human race was like a prey in their eyes, and the feast of killing was opened.

Airplanes!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's figure disappeared from the sky above the gradually distant overpass, and in the chaos of the sky, the boundless Dao Law manifested a brilliant Dao light, as dazzling as a star.

When he reappeared, he had already stepped on the continent again, and the boundless Dao Law in his hand was splashing, and every ray of light made dozens of alien warriors shatter their blood and bones.

What the!

Seeing that Qingyang Huan also jumped off the overpass, the king of mountains and rivers and hugged Puzi were shocked and frantically signaled him to go back.

The overpass saved more than two-thirds of the Terran blood on the mainland, which is already a great achievement, surrounded by the heavens, what more can you ask for.

Obviously, the Terrans really want to abandon this continent and completely cut off the shackles imposed on humanity.

Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the gesture of the King of Mountains and Rivers and Hug Puzi, he went in the direction of the ancient city, but the cheap senior brother told him before, remember to take the ancient city away, an illusory magic trick appeared, and landed in the central hall of the vast ancient city, and suddenly the divine light that reached the sky stirred the sky and attracted the attention of many kings.

Thundered!

The ancient city of Wancheng, which was lying across the earth, moved, and the heavens and the earth roared, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flew towards Qingyang Huan, but Qingyang Huan took the ancient city towards the edge of the Western Continent.

There is hope!

"Into town!"

Looking at the Terran bloodline people crowded on the edge of the Western Continent, Qingyang Huan shouted.

"Women, children, and children enter the city, and the others block the alien soldiers!"

The King of Mountains and Rivers was the first to react and shouted downward.

Without the slightest hesitation, looking at the chaotic land, the king of mountains and rivers shot downward, and all the crowded places were annihilated into the ground.

"If you want to die here, then squeeze!"

On the vast continent, the dense human bloodlines are like black pressed insects and ants, constantly converging into torrents.

It's a pity that now on this continent, there are only the three kings of Qingyanghuan left, and Qingyanghuan stepped into the void, holding the divine bow, constantly looking down on the surroundings, blocking some alien kings who were eyeing each other.

Fortunately, there were the lessons of King Shengni, King Xuegui, and King of the Divine Dome before, and the kings of all ethnic groups who remained on the continent saw that the divine bow in Qingyang Huan's hand was shining, standing far away in the far side of the continent, and did not make a move.

Under the absolute suppression of the King of Mountains and Rivers, the dense crowd was divided into two parts, the circle was filled with women, children and children, and the remaining adult men were blocked out of the circle.

Women, children, and children entered the ancient city of Wancheng, and the warriors of the Terran race outside the circle continued to drown in the ocean of alien alliances.

......

Extracontinental.

In the depths of the hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky, an ancient star was originally rotating slowly, but it was invisibly pulled and slid down from the original trajectory of the sea of stars, piercing through the hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky between breaths, and shooting towards the Jingwei Sky Bridge.

For a moment, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be still, and only this star cut through time and space.

"I want to break free, I thought this was the Middle Ages!"

The magnificent heavenly sound sounded from the nine heavens and ten earths, the ancient stars broke through the sky, pushing the sea of stars for hundreds of millions of miles, without earth-shattering power, but it brought people the feeling that the sky was falling apart.

In the depths of the endless void, the grand heavenly sound has no emotional color, as if it is manifesting the Dao talisman of heaven and earth, and has issued a magnificent edict.

This star seems to have condensed the divine power of the great shore, leaving hundreds of millions of pale traces.

"Heaven and earth grind!"

In an instant, the Emperor Yingzhen, who was standing outside the sky, moved, his hands swiped, as if shaking the veins of heaven and earth, the boundless starry sky evolved and disillusioned in his hands, and a little black hole star absorbed endless divine light.

The stars hanging in the endless sea of stars, one after another, shook towards the black hole manifested in his hand, and at this moment the starry sky shattered the rules of operation since ancient times, and the stars shook and fell into the black hole.

The black hole collided with the falling stars, and the heavens and the earth trembled, and time and space stood still.

"After planning a hundred and eight eras, look at how important these bloodlines of the human race are in your heart compared to the throne!"

An ancient star was swallowed by a black hole, but one after another ancient stars shook hundreds of millions of miles away, as if an invisible hand had plucked them from the starry sky and fell towards the Jingwei Sky Bridge again.

Obviously, this is to win the Emperor Zhen to make a choice, whether to break the throne desperately, or to rescue those ant-like Terran blood.

"You don't understand the brute who drinks blood!"

Emperor Ying Zhen stood in the starry sky, and there were no stars around him for a long time, and everything suspended in the starry sky was swallowed up by the black hole in his hands.

At the end of the Middle Ages, the outer continent came, the mountains and rivers changed dramatically, the troubled times were like hemp, and all the emperors were about to fall in front of the majesty of heaven and earth.

Let the human race pass on, even if you are a slave and a slave, as long as you live, there is hope.

Emperor Yin Tang burned the imperial body and incarnated into the imperial road prohibition, leaving a trace of vitality for this continent, just for this moment.

He wanted to seal the emperor of heaven and earth, but he didn't know why or where he violated the majesty of heaven and earth, so that he could not be crowned emperor, and everyone was the martial arts clone swallowing the clam emperor who swallowed the demon clan's demon clam emperor and did not trigger the imperial road catastrophe.

It was a spell that had been placed on him, and it had also become his own.

Rescuing the bloodlines on this continent and sealing the emperor has become his obsession for eternity.

Now far away in the starry sky, the hideous figure wants him to make a choice, but unfortunately they don't understand the human race, everyone is the emperor, if the race is not there, what is the use of the emperor?

If there is no blessing of human luck, how can you be crowned emperor?

The human race and blood complement each other, and the luck is boundless, and it has always been a whole.

If the Terran bloodline on the bridge really fell, then the plan for one hundred and eight epochs would be tantamount to a complete failure.

Perhaps in the eyes of the heavens, the Terran is equivalent to a strong man breaking his wrist and ruthlessly breaking his shackles, but for the Terran, if this is the case, why wait for the One Hundred and Eight Eras.

Heavens, don't understand the human race!

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the heavens and the earth roared, and the Clam Swallowing Emperor who fought with the powerhouses of different races, as well as the ancient Ziwei Emperor, returned, and stood on the front line with the Emperor Yingzhen.

"Even if the throne is not obvious, and the heavens and the earth are unfair, I am still the true emperor of the human race!"

Three identical figures spanned the starry sky, standing tall and roaring.

At this moment, the three figures gradually merged into one, winning the Emperor, no, it should be said that it was the last Emperor Ziwei in the Middle Ages.

"Emperor Yin Tang, humane crape myrtle is edicted!"

At this moment, in the forbidden imperial road in the sky above the Xiaomang Desolate Continent, the phantom of the emperor who wandered away also stagnated for a moment, and the edict that spanned the years and times manifested in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Kill!

The sound of killing directly covered the endless starry sky, and the starry sky behind the Ziwei Emperor turned into darkness, like a gluttonous ancient beast with a big mouth open, wanting to devour the entire heaven and earth.

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