In the next time, the warriors in the ancient city of Wan Gu woke up one after another, and every warrior who woke up would get a piece of news informing them where they had appeared, and now they were the people of Haobo of the Qingyang clan, and they had panic in their eyes and panic about the unknown.

At the beginning, there were no less than hundreds of millions of human bloodlines brought from the Xiaomang Desolate Continent, which was not much for Haoyuan's area, and the old department that returned from the Xiaoreng Desolation was enough for him to occupy a foothold in Haoyuan.

After all, Qingyang Huan, this Haobo, not only needs land, but also needs subjects and vassals.

Here he is the biggest master.

The production of all the blood of hundreds of millions of ethnic groups is to support him and his tribe, of course, the premise is to develop Haoyuan in order to obtain the various resources produced in the earth.

This land of mountains and rivers that has been silent for I don't know how many years, with a radius of thousands of miles, fertile land, enough to grow all kinds of crops, fierce beasts in the mountains and wilderness, and various mineral deposits buried in the ground, can be said to be a treasure land, enough to support the reproduction of a group.

With the passage of time, the clansmen in the ancient city of Wangu have all awakened, and under the arrangement of the previous hall masters and mansion masters, these clansmen have been resettled.

First of all, it is impossible for so many ethnic groups to be settled in the ancient city of Wangu, and they need to be scattered to various places in the land of Haoyuan, so that they can firmly defend this place.

Just as in the Little Mang, he scattered the blood of the people to various islands, unlike the Little Mang, this is his place, and once these people migrate to the place and start to live and reproduce, they will not move without exception, and their children and grandchildren will multiply here.

During this time, Gu Buxian couldn't see his figure directly, he needed to place all the tribes of the human race properly, not only that, but this time Qingyang Huan directly issued an edict that no tribal settlements were allowed to exist in the ancient city of Wangu, and all the clansmen were scattered to all parts of Haoyuan.

Wangu City will be the center of Haoyuan, the royal city belonging to Haobo of the Qingyang clan, all the people of blood, no matter which human tribe they belong to at the beginning, will surrender under the Qingyang battle banner from this moment on, and become the people of Haobo of the Qingyang clan.

The Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden is also very busy, as Mrs. Haobo, the master mother of the entire Haoyuan Land, she also needs to deal with a lot of things.

Fortunately, outside the dome of Haoyuan, the stars like the god sun continue to rise and fall, so Haoyuan takes the rise and fall of this god day as the beginning of the day.

Migrating the people is a very huge project, fortunately, Haoyuan has not been damaged in the long years, there are many wild wolves, tigers, leopards, snakes in the mountains, and the big fish up to ten zhang long in the giant lake abound, enough to make the people hungry.

After all, when everything settles down, the people can naturally hunt and gather and cultivate on their own, and become self-sufficient, and this territory is large enough for the Qingyang clan to take root here.

This place is no better than the small barren continent, so Qingyang Huan needs to be well managed.

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According to the ups and downs of the Golden Crow Divine Day, the migration in Haoyuan took more than two years, and hundreds of millions of Terran descendants established their own living settlements in various parts of Haoyuan.

Tribes, settlements, and cities are distributed in the mountains and wilderness in all directions of the ancient city, and the large tribal cities have hundreds of thousands of people, and the small settlements are only a few thousand people.

They are the first generation of pioneers in this land, and if there are powerful descendants among the future generations, their legends may be born.

Qingyanghuan did not interfere too much in how his people formed tribes or cities, but let them adapt to all this on their own, this land is extremely fertile and rich in products, enough for all people to live and multiply.

For this reason, he also deliberately called Gui Buxian over and asked what the ancient countries that existed in the Middle Ages were like.

In the words of Turtle Buxian, his Haobo territory is equivalent to the entire Terran land, and his status in Haobo's territory is the same as that of the Human Emperor, this is a shrunken Terran land, of course, Turtle Buxian did not forget to say that he is the emperor.

In two years, Gui Buxian as the emperor has explored the entire Haobo territory, this land of mountains, ravines, plains, hills, lakes, deserts, ancient forests are intertwined, water sources are abundant, is a good place for development.

Now Haobo's territory is the prototype of an ancient country, and it is no wonder that those medieval lords who have lost their land want to regain the land, and they would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, and having a land is equivalent to having an independent land.

For example, here in Haoyuan, it is far away from the land of the human race, although there are many crises, it is far away from the emperor of the sky, no matter how Qingyang Huan tosses, there will be no constraints.

Here he is the human emperor of Haobo's territory, and all tribes and cities are under his rule.

Of course, when dividing tribes and cities, Qingyanghuan continued the division of human tribes in ancient times, and the following middle and upper marquis ranks were used to distinguish the status of tribes and cities.

It's just that at the moment, in the entire Haobo territory, the highest grade is only the high-grade tribe, and the cover is because most of the remnants of these small reckless continents who followed them are young and strong, and the martial arts inheritance on that continent is incomplete at the beginning, and the martial arts realm is not very profound.

Each tribe or city has its own war division to resist the impact of fierce beasts from the mountains and wilderness, the human race has just entered Haoyuan, so that the original fierce beasts in Haoyuan have been impacted, in just two years, the large and small beast tides alone have occurred hundreds of times.

In the same way, each tribal city has an elected chief, city lord, and elder, to maintain the stability of their respective tribes.

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Ten thousand ancient cities.

This is from the Xiaomang Continent, which is rumored to be an ancient divine city inherited from the last era, Qingyang Huan is not ready to change its name, but as the royal city of Haobo's territory.

The ancient city of Wangu is actually divided into the inner city and the outer city, the inner city is centered on a copper tower that is more than ten thousand feet high, surrounded by palace groups and gardens, while the outer city is a large and small square market, pavilions and pavilions.

It's just that there are no people in the outer city now, and Qingyanghuan here is prepared for the bartering of various tribes.

Of course, there are no people in the inner city, except for the turtle and Zi'er, there are only four people, Qingyang Huan, Shengyan Tiannu, and the little sisters of You'er and Xue'er.

I have to say that it is not easy to take charge of a large territory, which is more tiring than fighting and killing, and it is also starting from scratch to develop this land.

Two years is just to settle the people of all ethnic groups, and if you want to really settle down, it will take a long time to precipitate, but fortunately, all of this is not immortal.

Turtle in hand, everything worry-free.

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On this day, Qingyang Huan walked out of the ancient city of Wancheng, standing on the top of the sky above the Haoyuan Continent, in the reckless aura like a big pillar, his hand was spread out, and a purple-gold scroll was slowly opened from his hand in the wind.

The scroll became bigger and bigger, and in just over ten breaths, it covered a large area of the heavenly dome, and at this moment, the people living in various parts of Haoyuan's territory all noticed that the divine sun was blocked, and looked up towards the heavenly dome.

They saw a pair of purple-gold scrolls covering the sky and the sun, and one ancient text after another appeared on the scroll, and every word exuded a breath that made people's hearts tremble, which was the edict of the emperor to enshrine Qingyang Huan as Haobo.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the purple gold divine light was magnificent, and an abrupt figure walked out of the scroll, the battle robe was fierce, as if it stirred the thunder of the heavens and the earth, and the figure was illusory, as if it was separated by a heavy mist.

No matter which direction Haoyuan is in, you can see this majestic figure, and in the eyes of every citizen, this figure is heaven and earth.

The Emperor of People!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's eyes were also surprised, and he bowed, and the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden lowered her head.

The Emperor of People!

Soon, the descendants of the human race in the land of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers also reacted, although they lived on the small barren continent, they had also heard the legend of the human emperor, which belonged to the lord of the human race.

At this moment, their hearts were boiling, and they actually saw the human emperor, even if it was just a phantom.

"Meet the Emperor!"

In the mountains and fields all over Haobo's territory, shouts were heard, wave after wave, which could not be calmed down for a long time, and it was difficult for every warrior to express the agitation in his heart.

"Qingyang Huan, the son of the Qingyang clan of the human race, has made great contributions to the clan, and the land under the emperor is the land of the Qingyang clan, and he is the honor of the human race Haobo!"

The voice of the Contemporary Human Emperor fell from the top of the sky and reached the ears of every Terran bloodliner, and the uneasiness that had originally floated in the hearts of every Terran bloodline dissolved into invisibility with this voice.

"Haobo!"

"Meet Haobo. ”

Soon, the shouts of the Terran blood were heard again in the mountains.

Then the eyes of the human emperor fell on Qingyang Huan again, and the light in his eyes shuttled for a moment, and the voice of nothingness descended on his spiritual world.

"Time and space converge in the land of ruins, all races are implicated here, and if you want to trace the civilization before the ancient times, the human race cannot lag behind other races. ”

The contemporary emperor Hongshi, there is no ancient bloodline ancient clan behind him, but he was born in poverty, really started from the end of the micro, went through many hardships, dyed his hands with the blood of the emperor, and finally stepped on the throne of the emperor, called himself the emperor Hong, left a great name in the heavens and all worlds, and was honored by all the clans as the emperor of the war.

"Yes. ”

Qingyang Huan bowed down again.

With the human emperor appearing in person, he once again announced to everyone that Qingyang Huan is the master of this land.

But this was not the end of the story, a little purple spark burst out of the suspended purple-gold scroll, and it instantly burned into a violent flame, burning the entire scroll.

The ancient seal characters imprinted on the scroll danced like elves in the purple flames, blooming with brilliant divine light.

At this moment, Qing Yang Huan did not hesitate, his heart blood was taken out of his body, and he headed towards the purple gold scroll burning on the heavenly dome, and the essence blood fell into the sea of fire, instantly rendering the entire heavenly dome into a purple blood color.