The purple streamer ran through the void, shining with an intoxicating splendor, and Qing Yanghuan couldn't help but narrow his glasses.

The purple qi of heaven and earth contains a mystery that makes it difficult for him to comprehend, just like seeing flowers in the fog, every time he tries his best to see what it is, but he finds that it is so boundless and unbounded, making people lost.

"The purple qi of heaven and earth runs through the great wilderness of the world, the starry sky of the universe, any corner of this vast world, every grass, tree, sand and stone, every inch of the void, as long as it can stimulate the purple qi, it can manifest a certain piece of land, the scene of a certain era. ”

At this moment of his contemplation, the voice of the desolate emperor sounded, and a flash of blazing light burst out of his hand, forming a strange and mysterious rune.

"Not the words of this era?"

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he saw the lines outlined in Huangzun's hand.

This kind of manifested rune reveals a kind of vicissitudes of antiquity, if the crescent moon hangs in the air, the sacred mountain is heavy, surging like a great river, and he even sees a kind of heaven and earth Dao law in it deriving disillusionment.

Now he already knows that in this ancient land, the years are long, and in the long years, I don't know how many races have been born and died, and even created one era after another.

Every era has a peak protagonist, but unfortunately, in his current era, the human race is not the protagonist, the whole race is in danger, and the major races are attacking each other.

In this ancient land, there is a continuation of the killing since ancient times, and there is no one left alone, only the killing of the world.

"Is this also the script of my Terrans?"

With his eyes slightly open and closed, he could feel that this hieroglyph outlined the crescent moon of the sacred mountain, incomparably godlike, and with a sense of intimacy.

However, this kind of writing is not quite the same as the cloud pattern he knows at the moment, it seems too ancient, and even has a barren atmosphere, it is hard to imagine that it is just a few strokes outlined, which contains such a profound artistic conception.

Suddenly, he remembered what Arabic had said not long after, this world has changed, where has changed, and he didn't say it clearly, it seems that Arabine doesn't quite understand, but he doesn't know if it's related.

"This place is not right, too far away!"

However, in just a few breaths, the runes outlined in the void were annihilated at once, and the voice of the desolate zun sounded.

And the wings of the Ice River Iron Eagle trembled continuously, and the whole body seemed to be pressed against it in just a few breaths, but fortunately, the terrifying aura disappeared.

Chirp!

After a stick of incense, a snow-white and crystal eagle cried highly, tore through the thick clouds of the void, soared upward, and flew towards the ancient land in the distance.

The wind was cold, Qingyang Huan sat on his back, constantly devouring the essence that was free from the top of the void, and the glacial iron eagle carried him across the lofty mountains and mountains, wandering between heaven and earth.

In this way, more than ten days passed in a row, and during this period, in the reckless mountains and forests, he noticed a lot of obscure qi machines, and even some qi machines were not possessed by ordinary True One Realm martial artists at all.

The Glacier Iron Eagle obviously knew that these places with obscure breath were not easy to mess with, and he didn't dare to make too much movement and walked around the side.

These days, traveling on the ancient land of mountains and rivers, he felt that the land of the human race was not so calm, and even worse than he imagined.

Even in the hinterland of the human race, in the rugged mountains and forests, in the majestic and dangerous mountains, there are also some alien races lurking, waiting for an opportunity to move, wanting to wreak havoc on the territory belonging to the human race.

In addition to the alien race, the fierce beasts that inhabit this land are also in the process of conquest with the human race, and some powerful alien species with the blood of ancient beasts flowing, they hunt the human race for blood food, and even slaughter most of them.

Under the seemingly calm wilderness, I don't know how much blood is covered.

However, after traveling for more than ten days, every half a day, Desovent would take out the wisps of purple qi of heaven and earth and outline the ancient words, but each time it ended in failure.

Of course, these days are not without the slightest gain, the purple qi of heaven and earth has been induced, and they are moving towards the set goal, and they are getting closer and closer.

What is certain is that the place that Huangzun is talking about is on the land of Yaoshan, or even behind a certain piece of heaven.

On this day, they came to the northeast of the land of Yaoshan, compared to Yaoshan surrounded by ancient lands on all sides, the northeast of Yaoshan is a body of water.

This vast body of water covers no less than the entire Yaoshan land, and under the entire ocean, there are all volcanoes, and most of them are in a state of tumbling.

The waters have not been calm for a long time, and it is hard to imagine the strangeness of this place as it erupts from the surface of the ocean, covered in lava and charred stones.

No one will know which volcano will erupt in the depths of the water in the next moment, and the entire ocean, like a huge soup pot, will tumble out of boiling air from time to time.

Chirp!

The glacial iron eagle, which is accustomed to the cold of heaven and earth, flies over the ocean, which seems to be a little unnatural, and the boundless water surface is constantly rising with scorching air currents.

Thundered!

The entire area of water in the distance, which was full of hundreds of miles, exploded, and the roar was earth-shattering, and even the terrifying force tore open the void on the water, and I saw pillars of fire turned into molten flames and rushed into the sky.

The flames were like a forest, just like this, rolling and burning on the surface of the water, the collision of water and fire, constantly bursting out of terrifying power, boiling water, mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.

The Glacier Iron Eagle flapped its wings and hurriedly dodged, even if it entered this sea of fire, it would most likely become a dead eagle.

However, the volcanic riot in the distance seemed to cause the turmoil of the entire water, and the lava that stretched for hundreds of miles began to extend in all directions, and the terrifying and scorching breath distorted everything.

At this moment, even he felt an indescribable tyranny accumulated in the depths of the water, the turmoil in the spiritual world, a crisis was deriving, and a chill was in his back.

The Glacier Iron Eagle soared upwards and flew towards the water.

Half a day later, Iron Eagle finally left the range of the water riot with him, and found a Terran tribe in the depths of an ancient mountain a hundred miles away from the water.

"The volcano is rioting, and the gods are angry!"

In this small human tribe, an old man looked at the flames rushing into the sky a hundred miles away, constantly prostrate on the ground, and chanted words in his mouth.

"The high priest, the high priest is worshipping the gods. ”

In the tribe, some little urchins looked at the old man who was kneeling on the ground, covered in various colors, pointing and pointing, but he did not dare to approach.

All this was clearly seen by Qing Yanghuan in the sky, and even what the old man was talking about was captured by him perfectly.

The so-called gods are not gods, in this ancient land of mountains and rivers, gods represent a kind of belief that has turned from illusion to solidity, and psychic manifestations are gods, the simplest example is tribal totem.

But obviously, what the old man was talking about at this moment was not Tiantu Teng, but something else.

In addition, there is another kind among the human race, which has something to do with the humane purple qi, which comes from the town guard of the human race and the king of the frontier.

It is rumored that some Terran powerhouses fought for the Terran before their deaths, killed hundreds of millions of xenomorphs in order to protect the Terran bloodline, and received the gift of humane luck, and when they accumulated to a certain extent, the opportunity had a qualitative change.

The Wanqiong King of the Domain, the protector of the Wanqiong King's domain, controls the vast earth, melts the earth's veins, and is sheltered by humane luck, if he goes to the extreme in the future, he will have the opportunity to place his spiritual will on this land of mountains and rivers and turn into a land.

Manifesting in this land of mountains and rivers, even if it falls, as long as a trace of spiritual will remains, it can still remain between the mountains and rivers in another way.

In the eyes of many people, this kind of psychic manifestation is a kind of god!

"Old man, may I ask which god you are worshipping. ”

The old man knelt on the ground abruptly, his body froze suddenly, raised his head and looked in all directions, but he didn't find a figure, but when he breathed a sigh of relief and put down his mind, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

A young man in a green robe appeared in front of him without warning.

Falling from the back of the glacier iron eagle, Qingyang Huan's spiritual will was pervasive, and in an instant, he enveloped all this tribe, a very ordinary human tribe, the strongest person in the clan is only the Spirit Realm, there are too many such tribes in the Great Wilderness.

This is also where he feels strange, this ordinary tribe has brought him a different feeling, and in addition to the fact that the Desolate Venerable has attracted the purple qi of heaven and earth, it is in this direction that guides them, which makes him even more suspicious.

"Empress Wang Yang, this is where the Empress God is located!"

However, before the old man could speak, one of the children hiding far away next to him cautiously poked his head out and shouted high. 、

"The Empress?"

With a sinking heart, Qingyang Huan kept recalling the legend of Yaoshan, not to mention that he really remembered some sporadic rumors.

It is rumored that when the Wanqiong King Domain was first established, this land was still in a reckless scene, and a great emperor who shone on the heavens stepped out, and swept more than ten emperors of the heavens and all races with a supreme attitude, and the blood stained the sky and the earth, mountains and rivers.

However, all of this is said to be a legend, and even the oldest clan in the entire Wanqiong King Domain does not have a piece of iron slip, and the jade book has the slightest record.

This legend is just passed down by word of mouth, so many people take it as a joke.

"The rioting volcano is the empress in anger, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the empress stepped through the volcano, causing a storm in all directions. ”

Compared with the frolicking naughty boy, the priest in front of him was with an incomparable reverence, and his cloudy eyes flashed with determination.

There is more in the evening