The overwhelming purple gas covered the mountains, rivers, ancient tribes, and the four directions, and the purple light sprinkled down from the top of the sky like a god, and no one was left behind.

Not around the mountain.

The fourth extension from the void hundreds of millions of miles away, broke through the space and returned to the land of the human race, standing on the Buzhou Mountain, overlooking the four directions of the world, a pair of eyes without joy or sorrow.

In the end, his eyes fell on the sky, the purple gas dragon surrounded Buzhou Mountain, the huge dragon head was above his head, the three dragon horns were against the sky, the dragon's whiskers were as thick as the heavenly pillars, and in front of the heavenly dragon, people were as small as ants.

At this moment, the purple qi true dragon looked down with a pair of dragon eyes, and the slightest fluctuation could not be seen in the eyes, but the scenes of the mountains and rivers of the human race in all directions appeared, and these scenes were constantly changing, and there were now and there were passed years and time and space reappearing.

"The reincarnation of the predecessors is gratifying. ”

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, in the depths of the imperial court, the Human Emperor Hongshi stepped down from the throne.

Not only that, but the left and right Wen kings who assisted the human emperor also appeared together, and in the nine-fold imperial court of Buzhou Mountain, two extremely obscure qi machines sealed the void in all directions, although they did not show up, the qi machines had already descended.

This is the center of the human race, the ancestral land is not around the mountains, the heavens and all the races naturally dare not offend, but even so, the two obscure figures still seal the surroundings, one of the reincarnation of the human race demi-saint town killed another alien race and half saint, the deeds are enough to turn into a myth and glory for eternity.

"The Emperor of People. ”

In the face of the co-owner of the human race, the fourth extension did not support the big and signaled.

Although he has lived for a long time, the human emperor represents the general trend of the entire human race, even if it is a half-saint, in this magnificent land of mountains and rivers, he needs to abide by this general trend, otherwise the general trend of the human race will not be messy.

"Luck has come. ”

Dihong's eyes looked towards the dragon head on the sky, as the contemporary human emperor, when he inherited the throne of the human emperor, the situation of the human race was not good, the dragon swam in the shallows, the tiger fell into the Pingchuan, trapped on this continent, surrounded by the heavens, like a trapped beast in a cage.

The majesty of the human emperor in the past generations comes from the general trend of the human race, the general trend of the human race is like a rainbow, the human emperor as the master of the whole humanity, naturally the momentum is boundless, and when he sits on the throne, the general trend of humanity is sluggish, and he can only try his best to maintain the situation.

At present, the general trend of humanity is gradually recovering, the backbone of the human race is rising, his throne is becoming more and more prosperous, and what he didn't dare to do before is now gradually accumulating.

At this moment, a reincarnated half-saint of the human race returned, and even killed the half-saint of the foreign race, which will be an unimaginable boost to the morale of the entire human race.

Rise!

In an instant, the Purple Qi Heavenly Dragon roared in the sky, sending out a deafening dragon roar, and the sound resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, the starry sky of the universe, and the heavens and all worlds.

The Great Wilderness of Mountains and Seas, on this vast and wild land, countless human races felt that the blood of war in the depths of their blood was ignited, surging and blazing.

Aang!

The sky is above the sky of the dragon's head, the dragon roars, and the purple qi that rises between the entire heaven and earth suddenly surrounds the whole heaven and earth, and gathers into a huge vortex in the sky above Buzhou Mountain.

Airplanes!

The magnificent purple gas traversed the heaven and earth, and derived a large pillar in front of the dragon's head, such as the optimus jade pillar, the purple gas was like a tide, and the ancient and desolate pictures floated around the surroundings, and the human race lit a bonfire in the wilderness, worshipping the ancestors, hunting in the barren mountains and wild fields, and fighting with foreign races.

Bang!

The next moment, in the blink of attention of countless Terran warriors, this Optimus Purple Qi Pillar was gently grabbed by the Heavenly Dragon Dragon Claw, and suddenly the Qi Luck Pillar was split into two and turned into two parts.

The purple qi that turned into two parts, as much as ninety percent fell towards Buzhou Mountain, and the remaining one was about one-tenth of the purple qi, and the purple light struck hundreds of millions of miles towards the west, crashing into the dark world of returning to ruins.

What the!

Seeing that the Great Pillar of Fortune was divided into two, and on the land of the human race, a huge and majestic figure showed longing in his eyes, and he constantly suppressed his urge to grab it.

Even that small pillar of luck made those old guys in the Emperor Realm dizzy, it was really too greedy, such a magnificent luck gave them enough to go further.

Some kings who have gone to the extreme are even more eager in their eyes, and such magnificent luck is enough for them to ascend to the throne.

For a while, on the undulating mountains and rivers, phantoms emerged, once again shocking the warriors of the Quartet, these phantoms were not real, but it was difficult to hide the terrifying majesty on their bodies, and most of them exuded a faint bloody aura.

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, King Wen Dalong raised his eyebrows, looking at the purple qi of luck that had not entered the world of returning to the ruins, his heart suddenly jumped, no, this is a holy war, how can a little guy intervene in it.

No, the eyelids are jumping, it's this little chaos, don't make trouble for the old man.

"All rest assured, humanity luck is recovering, if you want to get the gift of luck, go to the heavens to get it yourself, what is it to covet others. ”

After a pause, King Wen retracted his mind, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and a faint voice was transmitted to all directions.

King Wen's words suddenly made the phantoms emerge from all directions, whether it is a king or an emperor, the illusory figures gradually disappeared into the void, yes, this is human luck, there is no way to rob it, you can only look at it.

......

Return to the world of ruins.

The dim heaven and earth, without the thickness and vastness of the chaotic world, Qingyang Huan, who was exiled from the chaotic world above the primordial divine domain, naturally saw the great vision that enveloped the entire nine heavens and ten earths.

The ancient stars evolved into the galaxy, and the towering figure poured into the long river of fate.

Shout!

A meteor crossed the heavens and the earth, derived from the endless nothingness, and pierced the entire heaven and earth, and finally under the burning fire, the flames on the stars burned everything and disappeared into smoke and dust.

The figure of the great shore collapsed into nothingness like a bubble.

The stars fall, and the half-saints dissolve.

This matter, from beginning to end, was a confrontation between the Fourth Tuo and the Star Ancestor, and the two were entangled in four reincarnations, but unfortunately the Star Ancestor made a big mistake in this life, and even he was powerless to return to the sky for this big mistake.

The half-saint plays chess, and he is just one of the chess pieces, but he is lucky, and the unlucky ones such as Shen Luoxia, Xing Wuji, and Yu Tieyi are all hiccuping, I don't know if the demon primordial guy is dead or not, and if he does a good job, he will die, and he will save trouble in the future.

Qingyang Huan narrowly thought, if he didn't die like this, it would be unreasonable.

Even though they are reincarnation war kings, it is a pity that they are still ants in front of the demi-saints, and they are not qualified to resist.

The old guy of Xingchen was unable to return to the sky, and used his life to arrange the future path of the Xingchen Clan.

The only exception is that he just didn't expect his uncle to jump out in the end, yes, and kicked him twice, and his butt hurt.

I remember that Shizun said that he has nine brothers and sisters, and one of them has the blood of the Divine Dragon, whether it is the seventh uncle or the eighth uncle.

For a while, Qingyang Huan shook his head, he didn't want to think about it, his butt was still a little painful.

It's incredible to think about it, whether it's the fourth extension or the star ancestor, they actually fought with the ancestor before the endless years, life, vast, go with the flow, it's also good.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Just understand that this time he made a lot of money, and that's it!

"Let me tell you, this is a demi-saint from the Xingchen clan has fallen, before the fall of the demi-saint, my dignified human race Haobo, not afraid of the power of the demi-saint, stabbed the demi-saint in the chest with the king spear in his hand, at that time, the holy blood burst out, rendering the entire chaotic world, that scene you dare not think, you will definitely be stupid. ”

Qingyang Huan's foaming stars flew wildly and said to Gu Buxian.

Gu Buxian had already been put into the space behind the reincarnation door by him earlier, and he only released it now that it was safe.

But at this moment, Uncle Turtle rolled his eyes at his words, looking like no matter what you say, I don't believe it.

The turtle master believed in your evil and stabbed the half-saint with a spear, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about the existence of the half-step saint.

Click!

When Qingyang Huan spat at the stars and splashed away, carrying the turtle Buxian to tell about his feat, the dim world of ruins in front of him made a soft sound, and time and space cracked, cracking a huge crack that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

In an instant, the big crack was filled with brilliant purple qi, and through this crack, Qingyang Huan saw that hundreds of millions of miles away, a heavenly dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the dragon was mighty.

"Damn, you really stabbed a demi-saint spear. ”

Seeing the purple qi that suddenly descended, Gu Buxian's body that was pinched in Qingyang Huan's hands stopped struggling, and his two small eyes were round, and it was difficult to be confident, which was not reasonable at all.

The king went to stab the half-saint, this is obviously looking for death.

It was even successful, you said that it was not angry, no, it was an air turtle.

"Of course!"

Qingyang Huan snorted coldly, his pupils were filled with purple gas, and the luck of humanity came, and in the tens of thousands of miles of cracks, all of them were surging purple light, and the glow was thousands of miles, and the purple qi came from the east.

Hiss!

At this moment, the warriors who came and went back to the Ruins World were also shocked by the purple qi that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, although it only tore apart tens of thousands of miles of the Cave Void World, but the purple qi was flowing, and a large area of the void was rendered between breaths.

In this place where the warriors of all races gather, all the warriors don't understand why the human luck will come here, but no matter how frightened they are, how they don't believe it, but the truth is in front of them and cannot be refuted.

Such a magnificent and vast humane luck, even if there are alien warriors in the dim places who have dirty thoughts in their hearts, they do not dare to frustrate the edge of the general trend of humanity.

Airplanes!

Qing Yang Huan was shrouded in the vast purple qi in the blink of an eye, and the luck that came down from the general trend of humanity was too much, far beyond his imagination, his spear was not a white thorn.

The life of the demi-saint was found by him, and the injuries on the body of the demi-saint before his fall had his strength, although he was a little weak in his heart.

At the center of the eyebrows, a purple star emerged, the purple light was sheng, and the purple star light rushed to the bullfight.

Rise!

The dragon groaned loudly, and a half-real and half-virtual purple qi true dragon rushed out of his body, and the dragon's mouth opened to hold the purple star, facing the falling purple qi in the sky.

The purple qi true dragon head is real, and the entire dragon body is illusory like green smoke, not to mention the four dragon claws under the dragon's belly, not even green smoke.

Buzz!

However, at this moment, the purple qi true dragon qi rushed into the sky, and the purple light in the sky rushed into the dragon body, and on the illusory true dragon body, pieces of dragon scales quickly appeared, glowing with cold purple and gold light.

Between breaths, hundreds of scales condensed, and the dragon's body instantly manifested 18 zhang long, close to the bottom of the dragon's head, two dragon feet evolved one after the other, and the top of each dragon's foot split into three dragon claws.

The glowing purple qi was poured into the phantom of the true dragon, constantly transforming the true dragon of luck, and at this moment, the magnificent dragon groans continued to appear in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world.

In a short period of time, the Qi Luck True Dragon, which was only condensed into the dragon's head before, suddenly skyrocketed to the size of fifty zhang, not only that, but under the infusion of Qi Luck Purple Qi, the dragon head was even more blazing and condensed.

In the swirling purple light, a head like a camel, horns like an elk, eyes like a jade rabbit, ears like a cow, neck like a snake, belly like a mirage, scales like a koi, claws like a goshawk, palm like a tiger figure emerged.

There are four legs under the abdomen, three claws on each foot, and eighty-one purple scales like heavenly swords are born on the back, and they roar in the sky in the ocean of purple gas.

After a stick of incense, the purple dragon danced from the void, fell down from the sky above Qingyang Huan's head, and crashed into his body from the heavenly spirit, at this moment the true dragon of luck was already the size of a hundred zhang.

The whole body is like a purple gold casting, each piece is flashing with scorching purple light, the dragon head is fierce, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the two dragon whiskers dance in the sky like a whip.

Rise!

In an instant, the true dragon that crashed into Qingyang Huan's body let out a roar again, facing the sky and rushing into the sky again, as the true deity of this lucky true dragon, Qingyang Huan sensed that in the depths of the true dragon's body, it was not completely condensed.

But this is not a problem, this time the luck of killing a Star Clan's reincarnation demi-sanctuary is far beyond his imagination, and it is enough to completely condense the luck true dragon.

"Let the luck come a little more violently, haha......"

Carrying the magnificent luck and bathing in the blazing purple luck, Qingyang Huan couldn't wait to shout at this moment.

Then his eyes fell on the purple qi star held in the mouth of the true dragon, when he was in the depths of Buzhou Mountain, his luck returned to his ancestors, and he transformed from the fivefold god to the title god king realm.

The god who was cast at the beginning transformed the title totem into the appearance of this star, and now the luck has skyrocketed again, evolving into the image of a true dragon, and this natal luck star has become the dragon ball of the true dragon.

People have a destiny, and luck also has a source, and the source of his luck is this luck star.

The rolling luck fell down, submerged into the luck stars, and the two ancient characters of 'Boundless' engraved on the stars became more and more condensed and bright.

Humane Qi Luck lowered so much Qi Luck Purple Qi, and directly transformed his True Dragon to the peak, turning into a three-clawed Qi Luck True Dragon.

Luck is coming, at this moment his heart is extremely transparent, and even at this moment, he has a feeling of fluttering immortals, and in a trance, an emperor throne appeared in front of him, and he is just a stone's throw away, and he can ascend to the throne with one step.

With the blessing of luck, he feels extremely transparent about everything around him, but fortunately, in this short trance, Qingyang Huan has already reacted to the throne, and he wants to step on the throne, but not now.

The foundation has not been laid, even if it is to step to the throne with the help of luck, it is just an attic in the air, and there is no foundation.

And now the luck of the true dragon cast, their luck has reached the peak, the emperor road is just close at hand, the more this time you want to be cautious, no one can take it away, everything is the best when it comes naturally.

However, even if he had already predicted that his luck was magnificent and boundless, but with more and more purple qi of luck, descending from the depths of tens of thousands of miles of big cracks, Qingyang Huan also revealed his solemnity.

There is just too much luck.

A half-step saint who has been reincarnated in the fourth world, and he also participated in the expedition, this credit is really too great.

Even if the reincarnated half-saint who shot with him took away ninety percent of it, the luck that came down was still magnificent, after all, he was still in the king realm, and he hadn't even reached the peak of the king.

Thundered!

Between the purple qi shrouded in the sky, in the Thunder Cave, silver lightning slashed the purple qi, illuminating the darkness in the depths of the Guiru World.

In the darkness, a venerable phantom lurked in the ruins, trying his best to restrain his breath, so as not to be detected by human luck and suffer from unwarranted disasters.

"The road of destiny has begun. ”

Suddenly, in the dimness, a voice that felt the emotion sounded, and everyone looked at the figure surrounded by purple qi, and they couldn't help but feel that the roots of their teeth were itching, how much of a creation did this have, and whose ancestral grave had been dug up.

At this moment, no martial artist thought of something to do with the half-step Shengming who had fallen before.

What are you kidding, half-step Shengming, the king realm martial artist, the difference is too far, it is not a level at all, one in the sky and one in the ground, the difference between ants and dragons.

It seems that the human race in front of him doesn't know what kind of shit luck they have taken, and they have received so many rewards of human luck, maybe they really dug up the ancestral grave of which family.

"Fate is long. ”

In the depths of the cave void world, the exclamation of the martial artist was heard again.

The long river of fate, only by getting involved in the existence of fate, can you summon out, find your own destiny line, the next is to condense the fate star, become the king of fate, and later ascend to the throne.

......

Whoa!

Qing Yanghuan's ears came with the sound of running water, this sound was too familiar to him, the long river of fate, the illusory river of fate, but it was real.

His pupils were filled with a sourceless river that flowed from the depths of endless time and space, and from the long river, he saw a magnificent imperial throne suspended above the river, beckoning to him.

"Huh?"

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and suddenly a stinging pain woke him up from his dream, and the emperor throne on the long river of fate in his pupils disappeared into nothingness like a bubble, merging into the river.

However, after a few breaths, the throne that had dissolved into the long river unexpectedly manifested again in the waves.

As a last resort, Qing Yanghuan once again blackened his tongue to keep himself awake, and at this moment he didn't know whether to be happy or bitterly smiling, his luck was too strong.

If it were possible, he really wanted to shout at humanity.

This luck, I don't want it.

Who would have thought that he would put himself in a desperate situation because of too much luck, retribution is coming, and he wanted to be more lucky just now, but now hehe.

After the Humane Qi Luck Purple Qi completely condensed the Qi Luck True Dragon, there was still a full third of the number left, and such a huge Qi Luck Purple Qi naturally did not stop, and still fell towards his body.

If he is an emperor powerhouse, he will naturally have nothing to receive these luck, but he is only a king, and even because of his own cultivation, the Dao is not perfect, and the spiritual reincarnation is not perfect, so that he has not been able to step into the realm of destiny from the realm of reincarnation for so long, let alone peek into the realm of the emperor.

However, no matter what these are in the human luck, isn't it not that you have not stepped into the realm of fate, and the humanitarian luck is magnificent and boundless, pushing you up.

Is the Destiny Realm enough?

Not enough, the throne is just around the corner.

Under the purple qi of magnificent luck, Qingyang Huan's eyes and eyelids continued to stir, and the phantom of the emperor's throne was once again concluded on the long river of fate.

He didn't even find the trajectory of his destiny when he came, so wouldn't he be looking for death if he sat on the throne of God.