Chapter 651: Entering the Imperial Court of Dayu, Jia Luo's clone is coming!
"Little bastard!"
An old and magnificent voice sounded in the depths of heaven and earth, like the humming of the heavenly god bell, cleansing the heavens and the earth, as if making the entire heaven and earth tremble.
In a trance, the top of the heavenly dome manifested a black giant turtle of indescribable body size, a turtle's foot is like the most vast and boundless mountain in the world, the road lines are like ravines and mountains, and the lonely peak of Shenyue is indescribable, and it is difficult to describe how big it is, directly enveloping the heavenly dome.
"I'm a little bastard, what are you old thing, scolding me is scolding you. ”
"Bastard!"
"Bastard!"
"Oops, it hurts me!"
On the earth where the landslide and the earth cracked, magma and hot springs swelled in the ground, and the molten magma collided with the springs, steaming up the water vapor in the sky, filling the entire sky, and the flame molten magma rose up like a great fire dragon, roaring into the sky.
"Ahem, ahem...... , old fellow, you're almost going to break the inheritance. ”
The magnificent voice and divine shadow came and went quickly, and by the time the turtle immortal came out of the depths of the shattered earth, his whole body had become a black charcoal mass, and the tortoise shell that was originally shining with brilliant brilliance had also turned into a pothole at this moment, and the divine light that had not been restored to the original. 、
"Ahem...... Ahem...... miscalculated, miscalculated, the turtle master's little life was almost over. ”
Staggering, the turtle buxian staggered through the flames and water vapor in the sky, and headed into the distance.
"Hey, Ah Huan, and that big man, where are you, you won't hang up!"
Thundered!
With the shout of the turtle immortal, hundreds of miles away, a piece of flame molten slurry exploded, and a purple gold divine light rushed into the sky, and Qingyang Huan's whole body rushed out in tatters, with black smoke coming out of his mouth and nostrils.
Whew!
opened his mouth, and suddenly a flame rushed out a hundred feet away, smoky and burning, his face was full of black smoke, and even the black hair like gold and iron was partially scorched, and his whole body was scorched black.
Seeing Qingyang Huan appear, Gu Buxian immediately rushed towards him and shouted, "Great, you really didn't die." ”
"Master Turtle knows that good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years, and if you are so shameless, it is impossible for the thunder punishment to cut through your face. ”
"Oops...... Don't fight, don't fight......"
"I'm telling you that my old bastard hasn't gone far yet, be careful that I let him step on you. ”
"That's just right, let your ancestor also take a look, his inheritance has been refined, so let's pinch it to death and refine it again!"
"......" turtles are not immortals.
Carrying the turtle Buxian, he found Tu Sanchuan, who was also pressed under the boiling molten lava, and the two figures quickly tore open the hole and disappeared without a trace.
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The battle of Yulin in the ancient city shocked the world in all directions.
Qingyang Huan, the bearer of the war in the four kings of the human race, punished many foreign warriors of the heavens in a row, and led the little saint son of the holy clan to descend, and finally cut down the little saint son of the holy son and seize its creation. 、
These news soon spread throughout the southwest, and even the entire southern wilderness, and for a while, the alien warriors who were eager to cut off Qingyang Huan's head and establish a supreme prestige stopped.
Who is the little holy son!
Maybe looking at the heavens and all the races, the mountains and seas are wild, maybe the holy river is not the most pinnacle of the inheritance of creation, but in the land of the Southern Wilderness, it is enough to suppress the entire generation of the Southern Wilderness, and there are not many warriors of the same generation who can compare with it.
With the blood of the emperor and the blood of the king as one, it fell into the hands of Qingyang Huan like this, wouldn't it be in vain for them to die if they came again!
For a while, the Southern Wilderness land, which was surging because of the Road of Kings and the flames of luck and war, actually became silent, and seemed to want to enter some kind of low ebb.
In turn, Qingyang Huan's prestige began to spread to the southern wilderness, and the real name spread to the southern wilderness.
Qingyang Huan, the bearer of the luck of the human race, stepped on the blood and bones of his peers in the heavens and hundreds of clans, and forged his own prestige!
However, when these messages were transmitted to all directions, a piece of news spread without the slightest warning.
The inheritor of the luck of the Terran royal realm is also the inheritor of the Terran fire, inheriting the ancient traces of the ancient era of the Terran and passing the torch to all directions.
This rumor quickly spread, as if there was some deliberate existence behind it.
......
Three days later.
Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the outside world at least, he was nesting in a space in the depths of the cave......
Healing!
The thunder that split the turtle and the immortal hit the pond fish, and by the way, he was also split half to death, if he didn't run fast, and the ancestor of the turtle and the immortal appeared, the dilapidated mountains and rivers would have become his burial place.
Although he felt palpitations for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he was extremely interested in what Gu Buxian saw, what kind of existence even spied a little, which triggered the thunder punishment of heaven and earth, and rained down the destruction divine thunder, wanting to destroy the common people within a radius of thousands of miles.
In the past two days, Gu Buxian has been a little sluggish, and under the thunder punishment, the innate Cosmos Star Constellation inherited in his body has been hit hard, obviously spying on something that he can't see now.
"Ah Huan, I'm in so much pain......"
The sluggish turtle was lying there, and there was not much sparkle in his small eyes.
This time, not only him and Gu Buxian, but even Tu Sanchuan and the demon wolf under the seat were hit hard, and they were almost completely wiped out.
Looking at the poor turtle Buxian, the corners of Qingyang Huan's mouth twitched, well, promise not to smile.
"Haha...... Hahaha......"
“......”
The turtle buxian simply shrank his body into the turtle shell, and he was out of sight and out of mind.
......
"Fight!"
"You're saying you only saw one battle word?"
promised not to laugh, and in the end, Qingyang Huan, who couldn't hold back, took a lot of effort to coax the turtle to be immortal.
came out again, and the turtle Buxian showed a little emotion that the baby was unhappy and the baby was very angry, and hummed.
"Uh-huh....... ”
The old man with a long voice, an expression that I don't want to deal with you.
"Are you sure it's dust-free?"
On the contrary, Qing Yanghuan fell into deep thought, it was already very strange for Wuchen to come before and let him kill him, but now he didn't expect that Wuchen would hide such a big secret.
"I saw the phantom of the Jialuo Sacred Mountain, and I saw the blood flowing down from the Jialuo Sacred Mountain like a great river, rolling like a heavenly river, do you believe it? ”
Thinking of Wuchen's other words made him ponder, what is the connection between them.
Looking at the pensive Qingyang Huan, Gu Buxian hummed again: "You don't have to think about it, you will see again soon, Wuchen came to the Southern Wilderness for one thing, I saw that the misty figure was holding an illusory pillar in his hand, which seemed to have a great connection, but the thunder punishment came, and the sense was not very clear." ”
When the words fell, Gu Buxian didn't care about Qingyang Huan, and shrank into the turtle shell and fell asleep.
Half a month later, Qingyang Huan reappeared outside the ancient city of Yulin, and the warriors who came had already dispersed, but the alien bones that he cut off were still piled up outside the city.
After he appeared, the strong men left in the city respectfully welcomed him into the city, gathered the bones of the alien race outside the city, and handed him over.
The bones of these alien races, each of which has the strength of a half-king, even if it is a cast divine soldier, it is enough to qualify, no warrior is not greedy, but he does not dare to take it for himself.
After a day's delay in the ancient city of Yulin, he went to the mound under the underground palace in the city to worship the previously deceased Terran warriors, who died because of him anyway.
Then he stepped on the Void Shifting Array, entered the range of the Dayu Emperor's Court, and found Shengyan and others in Tianlang City, and did not step on the Shifting Array, but disappeared into the wilderness mountains.
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The territory under the jurisdiction of the Yu Emperor is vast and boundless, no less than the size of the Wanqiong royal domain, which belongs to the fiefdom of the Yu Emperor family, and is the place of inheritance of the generations of the emperor Chrysostom.
In this land, the human race is undefeated, and the Dayu Emperor clan is related to the clan.
It is rumored that this is a feudal system that has existed since ancient times, establishing a clan and dividing the territory, sitting on millions of miles of mountains and rivers, affecting the rise and fall of a place, and driving the prosperity of a place.
In ancient times, the human race gathered in the mountains, rivers, rivers and other places that were conducive to the life of the human race, and formed tribes or alliances to resist external crises together.
It is also divided into the hierarchy of tribes and tribes by their strength, and there is also a subordinate relationship, from the bottom to the top, maintaining the entire ethnic group.
However, with the change of time, some systems have changed, and the tribes of the Terrans have become chaotic, and the eyes of the Terrans have been dealing with the crises of the heavens for many years, and the control of the land of the Terrans has long tended to be in a state of collapse.
The edge of the Dayu Emperor's court is out of a vast ocean, scattered islands are dotted, densely packed, one of the islands within a radius of hundreds of miles, Qingyang Huan's figure manifests, in addition to the turtle is not immortal, the Holy Yan Tiannu and others are on another island.
After a few days of repairing, the injuries that had been struck by lightning were intact before, and at this moment he was standing on a lonely peak on the island, with a three-foot-long black sword hanging from his waist, covered with hideous and obscure lines, and blood flowed from the lines, which at first glance looked like human blood vessels.
This is Tu Sanchuan's human and demon sword, this sword is in his hands, which means that Tu Sanchuan has put his life in his hands.
"I said, isn't that doppelganger of yours hanging, those people of the Garo aren't fuel-efficient lamps. ”
In the past few days, Gui Buxian has also returned to his previous dead nature.
"Hmph, you're still hiding from me to make small moves, the turtle master is a god operator, and when you hold your claws, you know that you can pull down the ...... when you pout your ass."
Bang!
For the guy who doesn't remember to eat or fight, Qingyang Huan was not polite, and suddenly on the opposite peak, a big hole appeared.
The turtle that came out of the hole was not fairy or annoyed.
"Dumbfounded, you have a shell!"
“......”
The corners of Qingyang Huan's mouth twitched and ignored him, but his eyes looked towards the sky, he felt the arrival of the martial arts clone, a breath of intoxication, with a feeling of loss.
Click!
The void hundreds of feet away cracked, and a breath of compassion washed over like a great river, rolling like a heavenly river falling. 、
"The deity. ”
In the light of mercy in the sky, the martial arts clone wore a robe, and stepped out with a peaceful face.