It is a green planet with lush vegetation, fresh air, and huge mountains that rise and fall like dragons to the end of the sky.

Walking through the atmosphere of this planet that was visited for the first time, Yang Xuan looked around, and finally chose a huge plain and landed.

The next moment, in the ears of all the demon clans who had been standing quietly in place, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of the bloodline suddenly sounded.

"This is a world that belongs entirely to you, go ahead and create a new civilization of the demon race. ”

It was a world that was completely theirs.

With the power of his bloodline, Yang Xuan let out the voice of the Demon Ancestor, and then waved his hand to open the door of the Forgotten Land.

The light dissipated, and a new world appeared in front of all the demon clans.

Mountains and rivers are displayed one by one.

All the demon clans were stunned and at a loss.

However, when they saw Yang Xuan quietly suspended in the air, all the worries and uneasiness in their hearts suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Their God is there, and they are there.

This is the creed engraved in the deepest part of the bloodline.

Finally, a butterfly demon flapped its wings and was the first to fly out of the Forgotten Lands, looking curiously at this new world.

Immediately after, countless demon clans rushed out, cheering and merging into this new world.

Before leaving here, every demon clan would respectfully kowtow to Yang Xuan three times to thank the demon ancestor for his gift to them.

They knew what they were going to do, and they knew why Yang Xuan had brought them here.

The orders issued with the power of the bloodline have been deeply integrated into their bones, and at the same time, everything has been explained clearly, and there is no need for Yang Xuan to waste his lips and tongue at all.

After watching the last demon clan walk out of the Light Gate and integrate into the new world, Yang Xuan let out a long sigh of relief, and then closed the door to the Forgotten Lands.

Since then, all the demon clans have moved to a new planet, leaving the Martial God Star completely to humans.

On his side, Xiong Wuji, who had long been out of the Forgotten Land, but had been standing beside Yang Xuan, slowly knelt down in the sky, speechless for a long time.

Although his kneeling posture was not so standard, Yang Xuan already knew what he meant.

In his own way, he thanked Yang Xuan for everything he had done for the demon clan.

"Get up!" Yang Xuan said lightly: "I know what you have to say." ”

Xiong Wuji touched Yang Xuan's feet with his forehead, and whispered softly: "Master......"

"Go, the birth of a civilization does not happen overnight, they need a king. Yang Xuan touched Xiong Wuji's huge head and said softly.

"Master, I'm ......" Xiong Wuji's eyes turned red.

"The road ahead needs you to go on your own, and I hope that when I come here again, I will see a brilliant civilization. ”

"Master, I won't let you down. Xiong Wuji said solemnly.

"Your identity as a demon king, I have been integrated into their bloodline, and no one will rebel against you again. Yang Xuan said lightly, his figure began to fade, leaving only the last sentence: "From now on, this planet will be called the Demon God Star." ”

"You will always be our God. Xiong Wuji's huge bear eyes finally shed hot tears.

That's gratitude, that's attachment, it's respect, it's reluctance.

And when he stood up, he knew that the time of belonging to the demon clan had come.

......

Martial God Star, everyone's human beings suddenly discovered that the originally raging demon clan disappeared out of thin air, and one after another the city people belonging to the demon clan went to the empty building, leaving behind a large amount of resources.

At the beginning, humans were afraid that this was a trick of the demon race, and they didn't dare to set foot easily.

However, when the news came that the Ten Thousand Demon City had become an empty city, they went crazy.

The demon race is gone, gone, and there is no longer a threat to humans.

The world is at peace.

Cheers, screams, one after another.

All human beings have fallen into a sea of joy.

They didn't know how all this happened, and there was scattered news that all the demons in the world had been killed by one person.

But many more people scoffed at it and didn't believe it.

How is it possible, how can the powerful demon clan be destroyed by one person, this is simply nonsense.

They even believed that it was the demon clan that angered the heavens, and the heavens sent down punishments and destroyed the demon clans.

"The master doesn't value these, but those of us who are disciples can't be indifferent. Shen Fu said.

"The savior is Immortal Emperor Yang Xuan, not the heavens. Zhu Xinghe said.

"Elder Taishang doesn't have the same name, but our Yang family can't bury Elder Taishang's merits. Yang Qingshi said.

"This must be the work of Immortal Emperor Bai Qi, and only he can do such an earth-shattering thing. Those proud martial arts masters in the world said.

So, at a certain point in time, the truth was revealed.

"It turned out that it was the Immortal Emperor, I said. ”

"It turned out to be the Immortal Emperor Yang Xuan who rescued Li Min from fire and water, and the heavens have eyes. ”

"It's Bai Qi, it turns out to be the demon god Bai Qi, my God, and only he can do such a great thing. ”

"Long live the Immortal Emperor!"

"Long live the Demon God!"

"The Immortal Emperor is the true god of our human race, and I wish the Immortal Emperor a thousand years of eternity. ”

As a result, Dashen and Xianmen pushed the boat down the river and launched a vigorous god-making movement.

Yang Xuan became the only true god of the Martial God Star, known as the God Emperor Yang Xuan in history.

Just when a vigorous god-making movement was unfolding, the initiator of this matter, God Emperor Yang Xuan, quietly looked at a pool of turquoise water.

To be precise, he was looking at somewhere in the deepest part of the ocean floor.

Sea of Death.

Where the little finches finally disappear.

Divine thoughts have enveloped the entire sea, but there is still no shadow of the little finch.

But, in the deepest part of the sea, in an inconspicuous place, he found something that absolutely did not belong to this world.

It was a strangely shaped flying machine.

Deep.

The wooden hull of the ship shone in the light of the glowing fish swimming past it, and there were strange patterns on the smooth surface without a trace of seaweed.

The craft was definitely no more than five years old.

Feeling the faint power contained in it, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed.

It turned out to be the power of the martial arts that was about to dissipate.

But that's not the point, the point is that he also felt a hint of familiarity from this trace of martial power.

Little Sparrows!

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with intense murderous intent.

Infused with the personality of the demons, he is by no means as amiable as his expression seems, and when necessary, he will not hesitate to crush the enemy to pieces.

The golden light flashed, and the flying machine, which had lost its power protection, instantly split in two, revealing the decoration inside.

The divine thoughts poked out like a tide, and within a moment, Yang Xuan discovered the strangeness in it.

The golden light reappeared, and somewhere in the not very large spacecraft, it suddenly split apart, revealing a metal plate the size of a palm.

On it, a coordinate message that is about to dissipate is emitting a faint message.

At this time, Yang Xuan's gaze was already extremely cold.

"If the little finch is hurt in any way, I will let you know what fear is. He paused word by word, and his words were like ice.

With a wave of his hand, he left the Sea of Death after taking the flight straight into the Forgotten Lands.