Terran God King Palace Master!

Qingyang Huan stood in the air, holding the reincarnation array platform in his hand, and fell into the eyes of many figures around him.

"The god king of the human race also came to the emperor's tomb to compete for the opportunity, more than a hundred years ago, a major sect of the immortal clan was slaughtered by it, and the news came out from the immortal clan, and the strength has been comparable to the nine-fold emperor realm of the immortal path. ”

"The Terrans also came to snatch the six reincarnation gates, yes, this is something that flows out of the underworld, if the Terrans want to rebuild the Great Hades realm, they will inevitably find the reincarnation gate, and it is not surprising that the Terran Qingyang Emperor appeared in it. ”

"It's over, the treasure is hopeless. ”

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"桀桀~"

The piercing laughter spread throughout the starry sky, and the eyes of the Corpse Ancestor were like the eyes of an ancient fierce beast, flickering with a ghostly light.

"Ancestors are capable people. ”

The sound spread all over the starry sky, making Zhu Qiang's heart tremble, and in an instant, the entire heaven and earth were filled with dead air, and the ancestor of the corpse clan walked towards Qingyang Huan, and his pace seemed very slow in the eyes of the people around him.

"Hand it over, spare you from dying. ”

At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, Qingyanghuan's figure froze, and the reincarnation door in his hand flashed with scorching blue light, as if he wanted to fly away in the air.

Boom!

The Corpse Clan Ancestor grabbed towards Qingyang Huan in the air, and his arm was densely covered with fine black scale armor, like the Nine Nether Python, and it appeared above the reincarnation gate in an instant.

For a while, Qingyang Huan's figure was like electricity, and he retreated sharply towards the rear, intending to dodge the big black hand of the ancestor of the corpse clan, but the big hand was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, like a shadow, always in front of him.

"Take it. ”

A bloody light burst out from the eyes of the ancestor of the corpse clan, and the words made the heavens and the earth change color, just like a golden mouth, ten thousand ways dormant.

This scene made the strong people hiding in all directions show surprise in their eyes, is the ancestor of the corpse clan so strong, how come the Emperor Qingyang of the human race doesn't even seem to have the power to resist.

Rumble!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan clenched his fists left and right, as if the world was gathering on top of his fists, and smashed down against the falling black hand, suddenly the heavens and the earth trembled, ten thousand wails, and there was a blood rain above the nine heavens that ended, and in a trance, the starry sky in all directions turned into an apocalyptic scene. 、

The corpse ancestor's big hand retreated with a single blow, and the big hand covered with fine black scales sunken down, the scale armor cracked, and fell down, each piece of which transformed into a black python world.

"Ugly thing, you still want to grab things, get out, otherwise my human race will do its best to destroy the corpse clan!"

After the blow, Qingyang Huan stood in the distance, pointing at the Corpse Clan Ancestor and said.

The Corpse Clan Ancestor in front of him actually had the strength of the Ninefold Emperor Realm, but it was obvious that this Ancestor's Ninefold Emperor Realm was not promoted by a direct increase in combat power like him, but after a long period of cultivation, coupled with the baptism of the Corpse Clan's Fortune, he was slowly promoted from the Seventh or Eighth Emperor Realm.

"Hehe......"

At this moment, the Ancestor of the Corpse Clan actually laughed, his voice was bleak and penetrating, and people couldn't help but conjure up a terrifying blood-colored death world in their spiritual world.

Click.

The next moment, the robe on the corpse clan ancestor floated like powder, revealing the figure of a humanoid dragon head, with two black dragon horns on his head, his hands like dragon claws, and his claws and toes glowing like heavenly knives.

Dragons!

Wrong!

"Nine Nether Pythons. ”

For a while, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed surprise, this corpse ancestor was actually a dark python from the depths of the Nine Shadows World in his previous life, and after a long time of corpse luck baptism, he actually stimulated the thin true dragon blood in his body.

If he is given time, he may not be able to ascend to the throne with the blessing of luck.

"Let's all stay. ”

At this moment, the stiff body of the ancestor of the corpse clan was extremely flexible, and his body was like black lightning directly piercing through Qingyang Huan, piercing through the afterimage that Qingyang Huan had turned out.

Yes!

It's a pity that a strong man of the Jiuli Clan Emperor Realm who was watching the battle in the distance may have gone out without counting the days, and at the moment when he didn't react at all, he was grabbed by the black dragon claw and burst his chest, and the entire emperor body was stuffed into the mouth of the corpse clan ancestor.

This scene directly caused the remaining powerhouses of all races to scatter one by one and retreat towards the rear.

Qingyang Huan's figure was like electricity, constantly wandering in the starry sky, and behind him, the corpse ancestor turned into black lightning like a shadow, and the stars continued to burst open, illuminating the cold and dim starry sky.

A mere corpse clan ancestor, if he didn't have the blessing of corpse dao luck, he would just have to take some hands and feet to suppress it, but once the corpse clan's luck was mixed in, things became complicated.

He was waiting for the Stone Buddha to cut off the luck of the corpse clan, waiting for the opportunity to attack the corpse realm.

......

"Old ancestor, the disciple has not insulted your old prestige, you are right to pass on the interception shovel to the disciple. ”

In the depths of the corpse world, the eyes of the stone Buddha completely turned white, and in the white eyes, a black dragon was swimming, looming, sometimes disappearing into the invisible, sometimes causing the wind and clouds.

"Luck is a dragon, you can reach the sky, you can dive into the abyss, it is the ......"

The stone Buddha thawed the frozen earth, and secretly thought to himself in his heart, there was darkness in the frozen ground in front of him, like an eternal dead silence, but he could see a black dragon lying in the depths of the frozen soil, and the dragon claws were incarnated into thousands of people, grasping every place in the corpse world, and there were thousands of black threads, connecting every coffin in the corpse world.

"The ancestors of the past generations have blessed, the disciples have not accepted the apprentices, if you don't bless me, then our master will be extinct, the disciples are not threatening the ancestors, say it realistically. ”

"Bless the disciple. ”

"It's a dragon or a worm, just this once. ”

The stone Buddha held the interceptor shovel in his hands with both hands, and the image of a black dragon appeared in his white eyes.

"Broken!"

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Tomb Star Field.

Qingyang Huan and the Corpse Clan Ancestor chased and fled, and at this moment, the figure of the Corpse Clan Ancestor was like thunder, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Who!

A black dragon figure rushed up from the body of the corpse ancestor, dancing in the sky with teeth and claws, but the black dragon was like a god, but it began to collapse like a cloud of smoke.

It worked!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's figure struck the void like lightning, and a punch was imprinted on the body of the corpse clan ancestor.

Rumble!

The body of the corpse ancestor was like a curved prawn, flying out sideways and breaking through the starry sky.

What's going on!

In this sudden scene, Qingyang Huan suddenly counterattacked, which made the four starry sky warriors all show shock.

Not good!

Great Terror!

At the same moment, the other powerhouse of the corpse clan suddenly felt a wave of fear coming to him, as if the sky was about to collapse.

"The kings listen to the order, stop the corpse clan and don't let them return to the corpse realm!"

Qingyang Huan's voice came into the title of the God King Meixin God King, his movements were not slow at all, and he landed in front of the Corpse Clan Ancestor again, and his fist was like a rushing divine thunder, colliding with the Corpse Clan's Ancestor's counterattack.

Rumble!

The corpse ancestor's battle body shattered, and a large area of black scales fell, making his already terrifying look even more terrifying.

"It's you!"

The old man of the corpse clan who was in tatters was startled and stared at Qing Yanghuan deadly.

"It's me. ”

"The corpse clan obeys the order, surround the human race!"

The ancestor of the corpse clan shouted, and then the figure went in the direction of the corpse realm, he wanted to see what happened in the clan, the clan movement rioted, and actually cut off the connection with himself.

In addition to his deep outside world, he was a full distance from the corpse realm across a star field, which made it even more difficult for him to summon qi luck to come, after all, the corpse clan was not as big as the human race, and the clan luck was not as strong as the human race could spread all over the star field near the mountains and seas.

Rumble!

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan's eyes flashed with murder, and it was not easy to bring it out, just for this moment, if he was allowed to return to the corpse realm and reunite with the clan fortune, he would be unlucky.

The huge battle body manifested out, Qingyang Huan stepped through the starry sky, like a god in ancient times, and grabbed it across the distant starry sky with his big hand, and a pitch-black python was caught in his hand.

"Roaring ......"

The python was grabbed by the body, and suddenly its tail struck the void like a whip, trying to cover the figure that grabbed him, but unfortunately it was grabbed by a big hand and wrapped around the arm of Qingyang Huan's battle body.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the python turned around, opened its bloody mouth and bit down towards Qingyanghuan, the terrifying mouth, so that all the stars in the four directions were sucked over, and it exploded around Qingyanghuan's battle body, and one person and one python were entwined together, crashing straight into the starry sky, tearing the void.

The dark python is ten thousand feet long, and Qingyanghuan is involved in it, but its python head is stuck by Qingyanghuan's hands, I have to say that this is the first time he has faced a powerhouse of the Ninefold Emperor Realm head-on, and he didn't expect it to be so wild.

"Ah Huan, hurry up, once the time is too long, the corpse clan's luck will re-select the person who combines the luck of the way. ”

"Ah......h

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan also let out a roar like an eternal fierce in his throat, and his hands and arms evolved into the heavens and space, and the power of the two planes was added to his fingers.

Click!

The ten fingers of both hands pierced into the gap in the scale armor of the Python, and then suddenly exerted force, and suddenly the ancestor of the corpse clan who was transformed by the corpse of the strong man of the Python Clan was torn off by him.

"Open!"

In an instant, the blood and qi in the entire battle body roared, and in the depths of flesh and blood like a big oven, a strange-looking god form roared, and thousands of blood colors exploded in the starry sky, and the dark python wrapped around Qingyang Huan's battle body suddenly exploded into countless pieces.

The terrifying power flooded the starry sky in an instant, countless figures watched, Qingyang Huan stepped into the starry sky again, and under the tragic aura, no one dared to look at him.

"At the end of the epoch, time and space will change, my human race likes to make friends very much, and a group like the corpse clan that digs people's ancestral graves should not appear in this world at all, what do you say?"

The voice was not blocked in the slightest, and it spread to the starry sky in all directions, and then Qingyang Huan walked towards the corpse realm without looking at it.

In this short period of effort, the corpse clan Taishang has already rushed back, if he is allowed to carry his luck, he will be another corpse clan ancestor.

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Corpse Realm.

The dead ground rolled, like a dragon turning over, and the coffins buried in the ground poured out of the ground, and the sleeping corpses were awakened and headed towards the center of the corpse world.

In the land of pregnant spirits, eighteen demonic flames are monstrous, and the demon wolf holds the magic spear in his hand, turning into a serial killing array, piercing through the corpse clan that rushes up.

"Brother Qingyang, alas, come quickly, you're going to die, you're going to die. ”

Under the ancestral platform in the center of the frozen soil, the stone Buddha held the interception shovel in both hands and plunged into the depths of the earth, and an illusory three-zhang black dragon was fixed in its head, but it was constantly struggling.