Gu Buxian pursed his lips, revealing a very disdainful expression.

As for Zi'er, she continued to be confused, a little as if she didn't understand, staring at Qingyang Huan for a while, and staring at the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden for a while.

On the contrary, the pretty face under the veil of the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden was a little red, and her pretty face was a little crystalline, and there was a trace of resentment.

"Sister, what's wrong with you. ”

Then, Zi'er jumped onto the shoulders of the Holy Face Hot Heavenly Maiden, looking left and right, her big eyes full of curiosity.

The Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden followed Qingyang Huan to the Zhenjiang Palace, and the residence arranged by Elder Li for Qingyang Huan was very large.

The huge temple on the entire mountain peak belonged to his resting place, and the Zhenjiang Mansion covered a vast area, except for a few martial artists who knew that the people living in the palace on the nearby mountain peak, most of the martial artists did not know the arrival of Qingyang Huan.

After all, for the elders of the Zhenjiang Palace, unless there is something important, most of the cats are cultivating in their own cave mansions, and most of the martial artists who really come and go to the Zhenjiang Hall are not kings, but generals and deacons at the level of major half-kings.

Elder Li, who led Qingyang Huan back, disappeared without a trace after settling his residence, and he didn't know where he went.

Three days later, Qingyang Huan and the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden sat on a strange stone outside the top of the mountain, looking at the surging clouds between heaven and earth, and he told her some of the things he encountered when he reached the Xiaomang Desolate Continent in the past few days.

Airplanes!

On this day, the big day went west, and the crimson sunset spread all over the west of Buzhou Mountain, and a figure in the distance stepped into the air with his hand, and arched his hand towards Qingyang Huan in the air.

"Your Excellency Qingyang, in Xia Shi Luo Xian, Tian is an elder of Zhenjiang Mansion, and I am specially ordered by the Emperor to pick you up and go to Buzhou Mountain!"

Not Zhoushan!

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed, to say that his heart is not agitated is false, the place where the human race is based in Zhou Mountain records the records of the human race for a long time since the Middle Ages, looking at the entire land of the human race, which warrior does not want to set foot on Buzhou Mountain and meet the human emperor.

Today, he did.

Buzhou Mountain, the spiritual pillar of the human race, supports the world of the human race.

"Good. ”

After a few breaths, suppressing the agitation in his heart, Qingyang Huan gestured to the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden, and then got up and walked forward with Elder Shi, not even following Gu Buxian.

The closer you get to the Buzhou Mountain, you will notice the majesty of this mountain range, soaring into the sky, if the pillar of heaven and earth, even greater than the stars, the majestic mountain range, like a giant dragon that supports heaven and earth, lifts up the mountains and rivers of the earth.

"The contemporary emperor, there are two emperors on the left and right, and the one who summoned His Excellency Qingyang today is the left emperor Wen. ”

Since he was able to come to summon but Qingyang Huan went to Buzhou Mountain, Shi Luo Xian was naturally not a stupid person, although Qingyang Huan had never been to the land of the human race, and few people even knew his name, but to be able to set foot on Buzhou Mountain was not qualified by everyone.

In the human race, in addition to the strong people, there is another kind of person who can set foot on Buzhou Mountain, and that is the warrior, the person who has made great contributions to the human race.

King Wu conquered, King Wen Xuangong.

was summoned by Emperor Zuo Shiwen Wang, naturally to declare merit, and it was not an ordinary merit, otherwise Qingyang Huan would not need to come to the ancestral land of the human race at all, and directly send an elder to inherit the emperor's edict.

In the human race, the imperial edict is divided into two kinds, the imperial edict of the human emperor and the imperial edict of the human emperor.

The edict of the human emperor is the edict of the emperor of the human race on behalf of the emperor of the human race, and the edict of the emperor is the edict of the emperor of the human emperor.

Being able to walk at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Shi Luo showed that he also had some background, and for the young man who followed behind, although he did not look flattering, he also showed a posture of equality and intersection.

"I heard that King Wen issued an edict a few days ago and summoned some ancient Xun clans of the human race. ”

Qing Yanghuan, who was following behind him, showed surprise in his eyes, and before he could speak, the voice of Elder Shi heard came again.

"These ancient Xun clans have a long heritage, even dating back to the very beginning of the Middle Ages, their ancestors have made great contributions, and have been knighted by the emperor of the same generation, and the clan rests together, shares weal and woe, the human race is immortal, and the Xun clan lives forever. ”

"Maybe these clans are no longer the glory of the old era, but they are closely related to the luck of the human race, and they still have a deep heritage. ”

Following Elder Shi to the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Qing Yanghuan looked up at the sky, and the pupils of his eyes were directly filled with the huge ancient mountain in front of him.

"Your Excellency Qingyang, Elder Ben can't climb Buzhou Mountain without receiving an edict, so that's it. ”

At this time, above the void, a flying dragon with two pairs of feathers roared down, the vast dragon power was surging endlessly like a furnace of heaven and earth, and on top of the flying dragon stood a warrior wearing red armor, the war spear in his hand was stained with mottled bloodstains, which had already dried up and turned black, and a solemn aura rushed towards him.

"Qingyang Huan!"

The eyes of the red-armored warrior patrolled from Qingyang Huan's body, his voice was like thunder, with an aura that overrode all beings, as a heavenly soldier of the human race under the Buzhou Mountain, he naturally had arrogance.

"Come up and follow me. ”

Bidding farewell to Elder Shi, Qingyang Huan stepped on the flying dragon, swayed upward, and went straight up to the ninefold clouds around Buzhou Mountain, just circling a small half circle, the flying dragon had already flown 100,000 miles away.

"Lord Wen and Lord Zhuchen are waiting for you. ”

On the flying dragon, the red-armored warrior held a war spear in his hand, and his voice was sonorous.

"I am from the Pigeon clan, and my ancestors were enshrined in the Middle Ages. ”

Soon, Qingyang Huan realized that after these flying dragon generals who were looking for shuttles outside the Buzhou Mountain were all the major clans of the human race, they had to be crowned by the emperors of the past generations, and they would rest with the clan, and they would also have to go out on behalf of the clan.

Soaring up to 90,000 miles, the sky is suspended outside the mountain, the real heaven and earth palace, towering and unparalleled, one by one Tianque stands in a forest, the whole body is like white jade, but I don't know what material it is.

There are nine-colored heavenly phoenixes dancing outside the sky, nine-colored feathers are sprinkled with a little divine light, the body is slender and graceful, with the blood of the ancient gods, and now the vermilion bird in the mountains and seas wilderness, the phoenix clan is a close relative, but the nine-colored heavenly phoenix was tamed by the human race in the Middle Ages and became a human beast.

This is the real beast king, with the bloodline of the ancient god phoenix, it can be said that the bloodline of the gods, once the adult is expected to break through the king realm, such a king beast is flying around the Buzhou Mountain, it is still very shocking.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan seemed to feel that he had come to another world, the aura of heaven and earth accumulated into mist, and the heavenly palace in front of him was suspended between the heavens and stars, the stars were embellished, and the divine light continued to rise from the heavenly palace.

Vaguely he saw that in the divine light, there was a giant dragon and a divine phoenix dancing and roaring, and a large peng spreading its wings and soaring, swirling with the elixir of the bright divine light, constantly stretching the spirit leaves, and a heavenly river surrounded by the heavenly sky, like a jade belt inlaid in the starry sky.

Soon, the flying dragon carried him and Tianque's Tianmen level, this is not the top of the mountain, into the eye is a white jade Tianmen as high as 10,000 zhang, the white jade flowing with a faint and warm light, like a psychic like the sun.

"This is the first of the Ninefold Imperial Court, and it is also the place where King Wen convenes the powerhouses of the human race to discuss clan affairs. ”

Qingyang Huan stepped outside the gate of heaven, looking down at the entire heaven and earth, the world is vast, vast and boundless, as if standing directly on the mountains and seas.

The first imperial court, even if it is a king, it is easy to fly in the sky, and can only advance on foot.

"Who's coming?"

The moment he stepped into the Heavenly Gate, a cheer was like thunder, resounding all around, and two warriors wearing silver armor appeared in the Heavenly Gate, staring at Qingyang Huan with fierce eyes, and a strong killing aura flowed from his body.

Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed surprise, the strength of the two people in front of him was not strong, and they were only half a king's combat power, but they did not show a timid look to themselves at all, it was right to think about it, who would dare to be wild here.

"Qingyang Huan, come here. ”

From beginning to end, the two silver-armored generals were expressionless, staring at Qingyang Huan.

Soon, Qingyang Huan stepped into the Heavenly Gate, and suddenly the rich aura of heaven and earth was like a swimming dragon drilling towards his body, and there was no one to guide him when he entered the Heavenly Gate, because the Heavenly Gate was heading to a majestic hall.

Above the main hall, huge stars are suspended, as if you can reach out and pick the stars, but the main hall is a little far away.

"Here. ”

The main hall is very majestic, the white jade stone steps exceed a thousand zhang, just when Qingyang Huan walked to the bottom of the white jade steps and was about to climb the steps, an old voice sounded.

"Young man, we are here, don't go into the temple, it's cool outside. ”

Hearing this, Qingyang Huan turned his head and saw more than ten old figures under a towering spirit tree under the main hall.

Forehead!

A group of old men sat cross-legged together.

An old man's shriveled hand stretched out from his wide beast robe beckoned to him, his teeth almost lost in his large cracked mouth.

After a pause, Qing Yang Huan reacted, and moved towards the spirit wood, the huge spirit wood was like a canopy, an old man in a black robe had his back against the spirit wood, and the rest of the martial artists sat cross-legged on both sides.

"Qingyang, I've seen all the seniors. ”

Qingyang Huan spoke, he already understood that the old man sitting next to the spirit wood should be the Emperor Zuo Shi Wen Wang, and these martial artists around him are probably the martial artists of the Xun clan who have been enshrined by the human race for generations.

It's just that the Terran Emperor and the martial artists of the previous generations are sitting cross-legged under the tree like this, which is a bit of a big contrast, which makes him a little surprised for a while.

"You are a kid from the Qingyang family, I didn't expect such a young man to come out of the broken branch of the emperor. ”

"How can I say that it is also the former emperor family, and there are three catties of nails in the broken ship. ”

"This time, you have contributed a lot to promoting the return of the Terran bloodline of the Xiaomang Continent, which is good. ”

......

Under the spirit tree, more than ten figures stared at Qingyang Huan like this, looking up and down, the same Qingyang Huan also saw the warriors in front of him one by one, except for Emperor Shi Wenwang, there were a total of sixteen martial artists, of which eleven were old and unlooked warriors, three middle-aged and three young people.

However, without exception, their seemingly praising tone still carries a kind of nobility that surpasses all beings.