Lin Yuan was a little surprised.

It's hard to imagine that the gods are so popular.

Below, with the sacrifice, under the Terran Xiongcheng called Xuanxiao City below, a good land has been completely transformed into a law domain cave heaven.

The incense smoke soared into the sky, the yin essence was refined, and a powerful divine monarch rose from it in the glow.

Accompanied by a roaring glow of water.

Lin Yuan felt that there was another ray of luck in his Dongyuan Emperor Seal, and a divine name faintly appeared.

Ziyuan River Hebo.

The flood desolation Ziyuanzhou, the god of the second grade of the water house, is in charge of the frost and rain of the 150,000 miles of water in Ziyuanzhou, and the yin and yang are withered.

Lin Yuan's own luck changed faintly, and Lin Yuan's heart secretly moved slightly.

"In just a few months, he went from nothing to the throne of the Divine Monarch in one fell swoop, what does the Emperor think when he sees this?"

Next to him, the wonderful eyes of the Lord of An Le were already looking at him with a smile but not a smile.

This scene, the lord of Anle has seen it early, from the shock at the beginning, to the goodbye now, he still can't help but have a trace of surprise.

"This method focuses on incense, cares about the change of spiritual power, and cares about accumulation!"

Lin Yuan's expression was flat.

Don't look at this Ziyuan Hebo, once he entered the Dao, it is comparable to the thousands of years of penance of other acquired souls.

But in reality, this is not the case.

This Ziyuan Hebo was originally a Terran sage, a Terran monk, and before entering the clan ancestral hall, he had accumulated a lot of merit power.

Only then did he ascend to the gods, which was better than the illusion of other monks for hundreds of years.

There are many great Confucians in the main world who have refined the righteousness of Haoran, and many of them have once become gods, which are directly comparable to the existence of earth immortals.

Shinto is mysterious, and there is no exaggeration as imagined!

Hearing this, An Le's eyes moved slightly, and he secretly said in his heart Sure enough, this Dongyuan Emperor is a treasure for the future Divine Dao.

At this moment, the face of the Lord of Anle suddenly moved, and a little immortal aura changed in his heart, and an incomparably agile dragon ball emerged, reflecting the water veins of heaven and earth as clear as blue.

At this time, the blue waves are slight!

"It's really ghostly!But you can't let those guys of the Wu Clan find out the clues of the Terran Holy Land! At least not so quickly?"

Secretly thinking in his heart, the Lord of Anle turned his head and looked at Lin Yuandao.

"Your Majesty Dongyuan, this god suddenly remembered that there are other important things that need to be taken, so I won't accompany Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty Anle will go by himself!"

Lin Yuan glanced at this goddess in some surprise.

After Lin Yuan stepped off the white-scaled flying boat, a treasure appeared on the white-scaled flying boat, crashed into the sky, and disappeared in place.

"Inexplicable?"

Lin Yuan was a little weird.

The Lord of Anle was clearly coming for his acquired Shinto, why did he leave in a hurry this time.

In his thoughts, Lin Yuan looked downward, sensing slightly, and suddenly saw a person, looking at a huge altar in the giant city below.

At this time, the crowd was rubbing shoulders there.

Many figures looked at a figure walking towards the huge altar step by step.

This is a burly silver-haired old man, he is tall, with a straight back, gray hair, and his face is quite ruddy, but the paleness cannot be concealed.

It's already the last years of the wind and candles.

In the huge flood wilderness, the human race occupies a small territory, but the cultivation within the human race has become popular, especially after the cultivation method of the Taixiao Immortal Dao and the Earth Immortal lineage spread.

But even in a land as vast as the Flood Wilderness, not every Terran monk can successfully conclude a primordial god and cultivate into a scattered immortal.

Not to mention the immortal immortals.

And there is a category of existence, which is more and more difficult to cultivate!

Lin Yuan saw the vigorous and vigorous Wang Ziqi in this silver-haired old man.

This king of the human race stopped at the realm of scattered immortals, and it was only a few years before his longevity was exhausted.

After the completion of the sacrificial ceremony, the old human king smiled, and glanced at the many newborn Ziyuan human race monks and gods below with a little regret and satisfaction, and finally walked into an ancestral temple next to him in the eyes of many human ancestor monks who were reluctant and regretful.

But after the mortal king and the human ancestor sage are dead, they will enter the ancestral temple and complete the final handover here.

......

In the ancestral shrine, it is not gorgeous, only solemn and solemn, surrounded by a part of the divine patterns depicted by the ancient ancestors, and also equipped with the ancient gods and laws to suppress the ancestral hall.

Looking at the ancestral shrine, there are brilliant and bright ancestral spirit cards.

Xuan Jing closed his eyes, recalling this life, he was born in a small tribe of the human race in the eastern land, and the life of that small tribe was not very good.

Probably like other tribes, there was a last meal and no next, and everyone relied on the food brought back again and again from the small number of hunting team members who had cultivated the gods and demons to live from the treacherous primeval mountain range behind.

Such days are also peaceful, Xuan Jingping's greatest fulfillment in life is to be able to guard the tribe like the hunting team members in those tribes, and at the same time there is a small extravagant hope, one day the clansmen can not bear to starve, not to be threatened by those monsters around them.

But Xuanjing has always thought it was a luxury.

Until one day, this wish really came true, and the human race outside came with a lot of new knowledge, the way of gathering, the way of planting, and the twenty-four solar terms...... It seems that something has changed drastically on the outside.

Along with the injured Terran monk who was saved by him by chance, he also brought a Taixiao lineage exercise.

Xuan Jing thought back to that day, looking at the entire tribe, the cultivation method that only the top part of the Terran elite could access, and he was so happy that he could barely sleep at night.

Later, everything was different, he had enough excellent roots, and he quickly stood out from the tribe, and with that knowledge, he made the tribe stronger and stronger, and later forged the city and became the king of the people.

It all felt like a dream.

But after becoming the king of people, he found that his cultivation had slowed down, and soon after, he got the answer from the holy land of the human race, and after becoming the king of people, he inherited a part of the dragon qi of the human emperor.

The human emperor and dragon qi exclude all methods.

To be able to live for three thousand years, Xuanjing has done his best.

Even becoming a god is very difficult, unless he subdues the human emperor's purple qi, he is qualified to become a human god, but Xuan Jing knows that it is impossible with his qualifications!

It's just that Xuanjing doesn't regret it, he has seen the millions of mountains in the south, the many cultivation places in the east, the mysteries that have evolved in the magical places everywhere, the names of countless foreign places, and other human tribes like stars in the sky, he has seen them, and he doesn't have too many regrets.

"Perhaps, in the next life, there will be a chance to rebuild the Xuanmen Immortal Dao and see the scenery of the land outside the party!"

In his mouth, Xuan Jing closed his eyes, he knew that this was impossible, only a few innate gods had hope of living out the second life, and a human king like them, once they fell, they would definitely be wiped out, and not a single thing would exist.

But at this moment, the strong human emperor dragon qi around him suddenly boiled, and the light and shadow on the ancestral hall suddenly bloomed, and a figure behind him appeared in the ancestral temple out of thin air.