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The Six-Colored Emperor Divine Clan, the body has been transformed into the Ninth State Continent, and the years have passed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He can be regarded as the ancestor of Qinglin.

With the same qi and branches, at this moment, Qinglin spontaneously gave birth to a feeling of blood connection.

A half-step sage, but sleeping here, made Qinglin feel sad and felt a kind of desolate sorrow.

"The predecessor of the Emperor God Clan died here. Re-read, the update is the fastest. What happened before those endless years?"

"The Emperor God Clan, the head of the Ten Great God Clans in the seventh-level territory, why did the clansmen fall to this, their bodies floating in this cold and dead void, and no one has collected them for so many years?"

In the corners of Qinglin's eyes, tears slid down.

A kind of sadness connected to blood made him cry.

Beside him, the phantom shadow of the emperor's body was full of three colors, but it was not proportional to the light around him at all.

The Six-Colored Emperor Divine Clan, which can be called a half-step great sage, is an extremely powerful existence, but it is a corpse here, how can this not make people feel sad?

Qinglin continued to move forward, his emotions fluctuating violently.

There is a blood connection between the Emperor God Clan.

At this moment, the pressure above Qinglin's head disappeared, and the attack in the light curtain also disappeared.

The predecessors of the Emperor God Clan behind the light curtain also seemed to be aware of Qinglin's identity, and instinctively removed all obstacles for him.

The Emperor God Clan and the Emperor God Clan are harmless to each other.

Qinglin walked very fast, and he really wanted to walk in front of this senior and take a look at him. If possible, Qinglin would like to bury him, and the people will die in the soil for peace, and the fallen leaves will return to their roots.

But the Six-Colored Emperor Divine Clan is difficult to destroy in the sky and difficult to bury on the ground. Under the whole world, there is only a land like the seventh-level territory that can bury a half-step great saint.

Five days later, Qinglin walked through a red mang and came to a broader space.

A sudden feeling of enlightenment appeared, and Qinglin's consciousness and eyesight returned to normal.

To Qinglin's great surprise, in this space, he did not see the corpse of the predecessor of the Emperor God Clan.

"Could it be that my speculation is wrong, all this is just a coincidence? The Ninth State is not the flesh of a strong man, and this six-colored light curtain is not the six realms of the Emperor God Clan?"

Qinglin couldn't help frowning, a little disappointed at the same time, but also a little happy.

The reason why it was lost was because Qinglin did not discover the real Kyushu Great Secret.

Fortunately, it was because Qinglin didn't see the corpse of the Emperor God Clan, which proved that the Ninth State had nothing to do with the Six Colored Emperor God Clan, and the predecessors of the Emperor God Clan did not die.

Qinglin wandered in this space, his eyes were keen, looking around, constantly looking for any clues.

It was a vast space, dimly lit and with a chaotic light that cut it off from the outside world.

Qinglin walked in the chaos, surrounded by qi and blood, moving in a hurry.

He was ready for battle, full of vigilance against this unknown space.

Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, a series of dull crashing sounds sounded, and Qinglin subconsciously turned around, but behind him was equally empty, just dim, and nothing appeared.

Boom......

But the dull sound of impact was still there, as if Thor's hammer was moving, and it seemed to be the immortal war drum beating, this sound was very huge, and people's souls couldn't help but follow it violently.

"This ...... Could it be the sound of the heart beating? Incarnate the predecessor of the Ninth State Continent, still alive......"

Qinglin was shocked by a thought that suddenly appeared in his heart, and the sound of this impact was really very similar to the sound of his heart beating.

The flesh was incarnated into the land of the Ninth State, and the endless years were immortal. How strong should this senior's strength be.

If such a character is still alive, he will definitely be an invincible existence, and he is afraid that he can be on the list of powerhouses in the seventh-level territory.

Qinglin looked vigilant, nervously looking around.

This space made him deeply jealous. If a super strong person is still alive, then he will definitely incur the boundless and terrible anger of the other party if he trespasses here.

In front of such a character, even if 10,000 Qinglin are added together, they can't take a blow from the other party.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.

Qinglin saw that just in front of this space, there was a big cyan stone.

Above the boulder, a piece of blood qi appeared out of thin air, rolling like a tide, converging towards a point above the boulder.

"It's ......"

Qinglin turned pale again, and he couldn't accept the sudden change in front of him for a while.

The blood qi is so strong that even from a long distance, it can make people's souls throb.

Qing Lin could conclude that that piece of blood, if the regional god emperor came into contact with it, could be ruthlessly wiped out.

Qinglin retreated to the end of this space, while keeping a close eye on the changes above the boulder.

At this moment, the boundless blood qi became even stronger.

In the void, it was as if a sea of blood had appeared, and the bright red blood was surging like a tide.

This is a shocking picture, and in the dark, there seems to be a peerless supernatural who is dominating all this.

The blood was monstrous, and it had filled two-thirds of this area in an instant.

Qinglin leaned against the edge of the space, his face changed greatly, looking at everything that happened here in disbelief, hesitating to retreat.

The regional god emperor is contaminated with blood, and he will be hated.

He is just a Nine Star Sky Supreme, and if he stays here any longer, the consequences are unimaginable.

However, before Qinglin could make a decision, the boundless blood qi suddenly filled the entire space.

At this moment, Qing Lin only felt that there was a vast and powerful force acting on his body, making his divine consciousness sea buzz and lose his intuition.

I don't know how long it has been, it could be months, or it could just be a moment.

Qinglin regained his instincts and opened his eyes.

He was still in this space, but the pervasive blood had retreated at some point.

"It's ...... Three drops of natal golden blood!"

Qinglin looked ahead, and on top of the big stone, there were three drops of natal golden blood the size of a fist, like three ancient gods with powerful breaths, constantly beating, and from time to time there were terrifying fluctuations.

Qinglin was moved, these three drops of natal golden blood contained extremely strong power, standing in front of them, Qinglin had a feeling of being as small as dust.

"Three drops of natal golden blood, there is a trace of holy power flowing out. This is left by the Six Colored Emperor Divine Clan!"

Qing Lin saw that around those three drops of golden blood, six layers of faint light also appeared, although it was very thin, it was obvious.

This is the golden blood left by the predecessors of the Six Colored Emperor God Clan, there is no doubt about it!

"I see, the Great Secret of Kyushu, it turned out to be the three drops of natal golden blood left by the predecessors of the Six Colored Emperor Divine Clan!"

Qinglin suddenly realized, and finally knew the reason why the states coveted the ninth state.

The Six-Colored Emperor Protoss is a half-step saint. The three drops of natal golden blood he left behind, the origin of which is not dispersed, incarnated into the Ninth State Continent. If you get it, you can give birth to a new world!

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