The Howling Heavenly King of the Imperial Wind Clan.

The royal wind and the wind are nine underworld.

Imperial Wind Clan's Wind Armor.

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Compared to the Hai Clan, there were more figures of the Imperial Feng Clan sitting here, and Qingyang Huan's battle spirit walked around these figures, and he noticed that the position of the Feng Clan's martial artists was sitting in a taller figure in the center.

The Emperor of the Imperial Wind Clan is in the world!

Hiss!

Looking at this sitting emperor, Qingyang Huan's heart twitched fiercely, the emperor was bleeding, and he couldn't even feel the slightest imperial power, but he stood like a mountain.

There was a solemnity in his expression, and he felt more and more over the past few days that it was not easy for the human race to reproduce to this day, and this tranquility was the guardian of the Great Wall forged by countless blood and bones.

Countless ancestors were dyed with blood, just to protect the sacred land where the blood of the human race lived and reproduced.

The Emperor of the Feng Clan, countless kings and Tianjiao, who knows if they were weathered into stone in this small seal.

The royal family Taihao clan is the king of heaven.

The royal family Taihao clan fell king.

The royal family Taihao clan is too haoguang.

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The emperor of the imperial family Taihao Tianyang.

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The royal family Gaoyang clan Gaoyang Gonghong.

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The Emperor Ji of the Imperial Family has no life.

The royal family Ji clan Fangshan King.

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Qingyang Huan walked into the center of this forbidden world step by step, all the solemnity was condensed to the extreme, the three emperors, he saw the three emperors.

In a short period of time, counting the ancestors of the Qingyang clan, he saw the bones of the three emperors, a whole three.

What a great emperor he is, pushing the universe horizontally, but he is still withering.

In order to ban the Shura tribe, the Terran Emperor, the kings, and Tianjiao were all turned to stone here.

However, in the center of this blood mist world, there is a figure that is even more majestic than the Great Emperor, like a jade pillar supporting the majesty of this heaven and earth.

The Emperor of People!

Qingyang Huan looked up at this mountain and walked forward, and came to the front, in the human race, he can be respected as the emperor if he is not promoted to the emperor, except for the human emperor on the mountain, in order to have the existence of the real respect of the human race, he can also claim to be the emperor of the people.

Dragon's Clan.

The existence of this majestic shore is only three simple ancient seal characters, and there is nothing else to tell.

The Human Emperor Fossil Mountain, the three great emperors are distributed in the three directions around, among them are the kings and the Tianjiao, each of which is cold and lifeless.

Airplanes!

Soon, Qingyang Huan fell on a three-foot stone tablet not far away, compared to the many ancestors of the surrounding petrification, this stone tablet is really inconspicuous, filled with the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

A ray of purple light dazzled in the blood mist, and his appearance sparked resonance, and purple light flashed on the gray-white stone tablet, like a wandering purple dragon outlining ancient seal inscriptions.

"Today, with the sacrifice of one emperor and three emperors of our clan, one hundred and eight kings, one hundred and eight thousand days of proud blood and bones, the town of Shura is here, and our humanity will live forever. ”

This......

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's expression froze, and he shrank his battle soul violently as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Sacrifice, when the human race worships the ancestors, the sacrifice of hunting fierce beasts is called sacrifice, and it is used to sacrifice meat to the ancestors.

In the ancient times, what kind of situation did the expedition come to, and it was necessary to sacrifice the emperors of the human race, the emperors, and the kings of Tianjiao.

After a long time, he came to his senses, bowed respectfully to all the figures around him, his expression was solemn, if he hadn't appeared here today, where would anyone know that there was once such a group of people, at the cost of blood and bones, guarding the peace of the human race.

The royal family, the imperial family, the royal family, everyone here, even if they are not crowned kings, can be ranked in the word Tianjiao, which also shows the extraordinary talent and bloodline.

Each one of them is a true nobleman of the human race!

Airplanes!

A ray of purple light of luck soared straight into the sky from his heavenly spirit, and in the darkness communicated with the will of this heaven and earth.

In an instant, in Qingyang Huan's pupils, one by one the runes glowing with purple light evolved, densely packed with I don't know how much, each one contained a supreme mystery, outlining a catalog of Zhou Tian Xingchen, slowly turning.

Soon, in this evolved starry sky and world, countless rune cultures converged towards one point of light, and finally condensed into an origin, and then exploded again, as if opening the world.

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Call.

On the six-way bronze platform, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and the battle spirit in the spiritual world returned to its place, and a long time passed before he stabilized his mind.

His eyes looked towards the humane seal on the Shura Gate, condensing the human race's one human emperor, three great emperors, one hundred and eight kings, and one hundred and eight thousand heavenly blood and bone seals, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, it would be unimaginable at all.

Just when he wanted to comprehend the mystery in the seal again, his expression suddenly froze, and then disappeared on the six bronze platforms.

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In the dim Divine Feather Domain, Qingyang Huan was surrounded by five ancient triangular flags, flowing with the five divine lights of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, isolating his breath.

Then, his eyes were shining, staring at a little light in the darkness, and then the five spirit flags and spiritual light disappeared into the darkness at the same time, without the slightest ripple.

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"These are the six realms of reincarnation?"

The doppelganger was pale, and his breath was a little vain, but his eyes were constantly looking at the six quaint mottled portals standing around.

There was no need for Qingyang Huan to respond, he had already answered by himself, and said: "There are also six reincarnations in the Gamen, the theory of blissful rebirth, when the ancient desolate emperor stole the sky to change the day to get the great creation of the human race, the cycle of cause and effect, at the beginning of ancient times, the Garo tribe wanted to change the sky and the sun in this way, and if this is the case, the six realms involved too much clan fortune. ”

"Your injuries aren't healed yet?"

Qingyang Huan glanced at Jia Luo's clone and couldn't help but say aloud.

The last time he was outside the Ruins Wanyuan, in order to be more serious, he hit the Garo clone into a serious wound with a spear, but according to his current status as the quasi-Shakya of the Gara clan, there are countless believers chanting the scriptures day and night, and it should be almost fine.

As for why it is not the real Shakya Holy Son, but the Holy Son of the Garo clan will have a real Gara Divine Light Protector behind his head, the Garo clone obviously does not.

"Ananda Kaye and I returned to the Gara tribe safely, and not long ago we held a waterway conference at the foot of the Western Spirit Mountain, preaching and chanting to promote the Garfa, and in the end we both lost. ”

Although both sides were defeated, there was no impact on the Jia Luo clone, and it seemed to have reached a state of not liking things and not being sad about themselves.

"However, if I bring the Shura tribe back, those old fellows who oppose me on the holy mountain will not be able to stop me from stepping on the throne of Shakya this time, igniting the Gara Holy Light Protector, and Ananda Kaye will also retreat. ”

The Shura tribe is a powerful ethnic group that the Gara tribe crossed back then, the warriors of this group are cruel by nature, extremely wanton, as a knife of the Gara tribe, it caused great harm to the human race, otherwise the human race would not spend such a price, and it was sealed.

"I haven't opened the Humane Seal yet, and it will take some time. ”

Qing Yang Huan's eyes fell on the Shura Gate Seal again, this seal is outlined by the blood and bones of the human race, and if you want to open it, you need not only to understand the mystery in it, but also to get the approval of the dead heroic spirit.

"You don't need to completely open the seal, the Shura world has been banned for many years, I don't know if there is still a geometry in the Shura clan, first open a gap, let me enter it, if the strength of the Shura clan is also declining, it is the best, and I can accept it as the protector group of the Great Lei Yin Temple." ”

"Good. ”

This is also what Qingyang Huan is thinking, he wants to subdue the Shura clan, if the Shura clan is powerful, then the situation will be reversed.

Airplanes!

This time, Qing Yang Huan got up and stepped forward, and his complete flesh and blood body stepped into the forbidden world, and he came to the body of the Human Emperor Feng Long Clan and sat cross-legged.

Compared to the majestic figure of the Human Emperor, he was like a mayfly, and the purple dragon at the center of his eyebrows let out an earth-shattering roar, volleying straight into this forbidden world.

The real pinnacle of the ban is to draw the ground as a prison, an independent world of its own, isolated from time and space, this all-over ban is also a big opportunity for him.

The purple light on his body was victorious, and he soon connected with the will of this world again.

"Qingyang Huan, the descendant of the human race, sincerely respects all the heroic souls of your ancestors. ”

After communicating the will of humanity, he realized that the names outlined in front of these figures were the manifestation of the will of humanity, after all, when the Shura clan was banned, these ancestors would have the time and experience to engrave their names.

Not only this forbidden world, but for a long time, such unknown Terran sages have long been difficult to count.

The humane purple qi floating on his body became more and more intense, enveloping his whole body, and at the same time, in the purple light above the void, ancient seal inscriptions fell down, surrounding a large pillar of purple qi.

Each of these sealed runes seemed to be engraved with a hazy figure, and under the shroud of the purple light runes, Qingyang Huan fell into a kind of silence.

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Not under the mountain.

"Has the real royal family and the imperial family all passed away?"

On the half-acre blue pond, the lotus leaves are blue and the sky is blue, and there is a trace of anger accumulated in the depths of the emperor's pupils.

The old man couldn't wait to pick up a knife and go down and chop some people. ”

Two black gases burst out from the Martial King's eyes, turning into two black dragons that were completely concluded by strange runes, and rushed through the clouds and mist.

He stretched out his arm and stroked a small black dragon that peeked out of the gap in his armor, saying that it was a dragon, but its body was extremely asymmetrical, with black scales all over its body, and it was also full of oozing black qi.

"After chopping, I fed Xiao Hei. ”

The little dragon crawled out of the gap in his armor, and the black qi in his eyes condensed into a whirlpool.

"I don't eat rotten meat. ”

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the little black dragon.

"Don't give me any kind of garbage, I'm not a garbage disposer. ”

Without the slightest politeness, the next moment King Wu grabbed the little black dragon on his body and slammed it to his feet, raised his foot and stomped down, seeing that there was no mercy in the slightest.

"The old thing turns his face and doesn't recognize people, when he uses it, he calls people a little black, and when he doesn't use it, he tells people to get out. ”

As the words fell, the little black dragon turned into a black flame and completely disappeared into nothingness, leaving Lord Martial King messy in the heavenly wind.