Time and space are expanding, and this ancient world seems to have been hit by an incomparably terrifying impact at this moment, with huge stars pressing down on the starry sky, revealing traces of convex and concave surfaces, and the mountains are undulating and dry and silent.

The majestic figure stretched out its head from the stars, its huge body was stronger than the small stars, the starry sky and the world of the ruins were completely stirred, and all kinds of breaths were intertwined and collided.

"Divine Ship!"

The roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and an ancient ship with a nine-colored divine light pierced the starry sky, far and near, and it was not much larger than a star.

On the divine ship, the shadow of the god is swaying, with more than ten standing figures, and the spirit of the enveloping is magnificent like a giant waterfall pouring down, submerging a large area of starry sky.

Holy Two!

The figures surrounded by the divine light, and among them, there were several pairs of shining divine descendants behind them.

The warriors of the Divine Celestial Clan with gilded wings are the royal family of the two sacred clans.

Their arrival is also a reasonable thing in the eyes of many warriors, and no matter how many heavens have a dispute, these two great clans can be missing.

From ancient times to the present, the two holy races have been eager to meddle in all the affairs of the heavens.

However, recently, the two clans have been busy with the establishment of the Shinto Heavenly Court, and the return of the gods has also made the two clans a little anxious.

Roar!

However, the next moment, looking up at the sky, many eyes saw a huge one-legged giant bull, gathering wind and thunder between breaths, and the momentum was huge.

"Ancient Divine Beast Kui Niu!"

The navy blue body is as huge as Shenyue's body, engraved with ancient god patterns, and the unicorn on the top of the head is curved like a pillar of heaven, and a terrifying aura is exuded between jumps.

Kui Niu appeared in Guiyue's falling shadow, which shocked many Terran warriors again.

Such a mythical beast that exists in ancient legends has long been rare to see in the mountains and seas of the wilderness in this era, and the existence of being able to control the cow is by no means an ordinary inheritance.

"True Protoss!"

In the starry sky, I suddenly remembered a soft groan, which attracted the eyes of the warriors of the Quartet!

What the!

God!

This word made the Quartet warriors feel a little trance-like, the glory of the ancient god era, even if it has gone through several great eras, it is still difficult to erase the former greatness.

Up to now, there is blood belonging to the true gods in many groups of the heavens, but the blood of the gods can only be called gods, not real gods.

Even though there are rumors in the heavens and all worlds about the return of the true god, the rumors and the real sight of the true god are simply incomparable.

As soon as he finished talking about the Divine Celestial Clan, this true Divine Clan appeared.

The eyes of many warriors searched back and forth between the divine ship of the Divine Celestial Clan and the huge Kui Niu, wanting to see if they could collide with sparks.

However, it's a pity that neither the body that was covered by the divine light turned into a waterfall poured down, nor the true god clan on the huge Kui Niu didn't show the slightest momentum, as if they didn't exist as the other party.

"There are mountains in the eastern wilderness, and Chengdu carries the sky, and the giant clan praises his father. ”

On the blood-colored stars, a figure like a demon god moved lightly.

Suddenly, the sound of the magic armor colliding made the starry sky tremble, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Kui Niu who appeared under the moonlight.

Chengdu Zai Tianshan!

The gods of the ancient barbarian gods era, the place where the gods of Kuafu lived!

Roar!

Kui Niu let out a roar again, and a pair of eyes were filled with the tyrannical Thunder Sea, as if he was about to step on the Demon Star.

On the back of Kui Niu, the hundred-foot-tall giant, his eyes fell on the magic star, and he didn't expect that after a long time, there were still people who remembered the ancestral land of the Kuafu clan.

That remote and wild mountain, where our ancestors once reached day by day.

"Father Kua's Protoss!"

Some of the strong men of the older generation showed a touch of vicissitudes in their eyes, and vaguely remembered some sporadic legends.

Kuafu clan, day by day, body like a mountain, pace chasing the stars and taking the moon as idle, is a famous true god clan in ancient times, and is known as one of the supreme gods closest to the throne of the gods in the age of gods!

The Protoss who came to control Kui Niu can be said to directly make people feel like a dream!

The true God has appeared!

The divine light of a race has shone for several ages, and when it reappears, the shock it brings is indescribable.

Legend has it that the Kwafu Divine Race and the current Giant Clan have an inseparable bond, and the ancestors of the Giant Clan are the blood descendants of these Kwafu Clan who live on the sacred mountain.

For a while, many martial artists who had not yet figured out why such a thing had happened, stared intently at the Protoss that appeared.

The sharp-eyed warrior saw the war fortress that belonged to the cave of Jishita.

Obviously, there was a sudden change, and one after another terrifying figures came, pressing back the sons of Jixia Cave Heaven who wanted to leave.

At this moment, not only these descendants, but also the warriors in Wanyuan also looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

The starry sky that surrounds the heavens seems to appear out of thin air.

If Jixia Dongtian wants to suppress the Jinpeng Emperor Clan, he doesn't need such a big battle!

Even the true gods of the ancient era have been pulled out.

However, in fact, the descendants of the sons of the cave heavens in the fortress of war were even more confused, looking around at the terrifying figures standing above the heavens, and their hearts trembled.

Especially after their Holy Son's combat power was imprisoned, they didn't have a sense of security at all when they were surrounded by so many powerful enemies.

The war fortress has fallen into the Wanyuan World because of the pressure of the starry sky, and the descendants of the same blood flowing in the fortress have naturally not fainted.

Han Tian's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan, who was standing on the rooftop of the Imperial City.

It's him!

His perception clearly told him that it was the man who had just defeated him who caused all this.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

Then, Han Tian smiled bitterly, he felt the wisp of magnificent, majestic, and noble will that permeated Qingyang Huan's body.

This will was both familiar and strange to him.

Humane will!

This is the will of the great human race!

Once upon a time, Jixia Cave Heaven was also bathed in this majestic shore, but now it seems to be drifting away.

Surrounded by towering figures in the starry sky, suppressing the entire Wanyuan World, a pair of eyes rose from the vast land of mountains and rivers, with terror and uneasiness in their eyes.

In the face of such a strong enemy, many strong people of the Jinpeng Emperor clan were also terrified.

The true gods have appeared, and what kind of existence will come next!

Many eyes looked up at the sky, looking at the terrifying figures that surrounded them.

These illusory divine shadows are the Dharma Phases that inadvertently burst out of the strong, and only some powerful existences to a certain extent can inadvertently burst out such a great vision.

With the passage of time, outside the Wanyuan World, more and more figures gathered, and the magnificent general trend also triggered the reaction of the human race.

Fortunately, most of the warriors who came were very restrained, and no conflict broke out.

Many powerhouses from the Terran Continent have entered the Imperial City in the Wanyuan World.

The warriors descending from the heavens and foreign clans stood in the starry sky, overlooking the heavens and the earth below with indifference in their eyes.

Thundered!

The wind and thunder roared, and a blue divine light pierced the Dharma Divine Form in the sky, emerging from behind a star.

The treasure ship, which shimmered with a cold metallic sheen, burst out of a black hole the size of a split star.

The sound of the water tide rolling in the sky between breaths sounded, and a divine spring cracked in the starry sky in a trance, and the water poured out.

Sea Clan!

The man in the light blue robe above the treasure ship had a handsome face like a woman, and the momentum flowing on his body was as obscure as the abyss, difficult to detect.

"Sea Emperor One Pulse!"

In the Imperial City, an old king from the land of the human race couldn't help but whisper when he saw a glittering nine-colored scale mark on the treasure ship.

"The Sea Clan actually came to the outside of the Western Frontier, what a boldness!"

The Terran powerhouse whispered that the Nine-Colored Sea Scale Mark was a true royal totem.

For the warriors in this land of Western Xinjiang, the Sea Clan is really rare.

The Sea Clan lives in the vast ocean of the East China Sea that relies on the Eastern Emperor of the Human Race, and it can be said that they have come here to span the entire Shanhai Continent.

"Which line of sea queen descendants!"

The sea tribe is very large, and the major branches are also very redundant and complex, and this group has been entangled with the human race since ancient times.

For a long time, there have been many strong people born in the Sea Clan, almost every two or three epochs, there will be emperors born, and in every era, there will be strong people in the emperor realm, and the heritage is majestic.

In addition, the sea tribe lives in the sea, and the living habits of the heavens are not the same, so the sea tribe is a very closed race for the heavens and all the races.

Since ancient times, the Sea Clan has been even more prosperous, although there are few activities in the heavens, but the powerful races of the heavens dare not despise the existence of this race.

It's a pity that this strong man of the Sea Emperor's lineage has a silent breath that makes it difficult for people to peep at his feet, and can only be filled by the blue waves that surround him.

......

Wanyuan, the imperial city.

Qingyang Huan's silent mind still hasn't come back, and this state has lasted for two days.

The powerhouses of all races outside the source are gathering more and more, and the earth of the human race, the heavens and the ten thousand races, one by one, the warriors continue to appear here.

Obviously, these strong people gathered here, not temporarily, there is an unknown big hand behind them to promote all this.

A dazzling purple light flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and the entire spiritual world was filled with purple gas.

In his senses, his own luck was shrouded in darkness like maggots on tarsal bones, and the dark haze was as thick as mercury, and the slightest carelessness would want to devour him whole.

The luck calamity in the dark has completely evolved into killing.

After the Qi Luck Purple Qi on his body completely transformed into a true dragon, the Qi Luck Tribulation had already been buried, and with the completion of his Heavenly Dao foundation, the general trend on his body was pushed to a peak.

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, this is a very simple truth.

Now, whether it is the luck on his body or the Heavenly Mixed Yuan that built the foundation, it has become a fuse and turned into luck killing.

In this intertwined heaven and earth, those majestic clan wills have already sensed his existence, and have triggered luck to kill and rob, wanting to nip the danger in the bud in advance.

He didn't know whether he should rejoice or smile bitterly, but he was targeted by the illusory and ethereal fortune.

The great humane will naturally protect him, but the luck and will of the various races in the heavens are intertwined, and even if the humane will wants to be strong and comprehensive, it is not a simple matter.

He has been silent for the past few days, but in the world outside Wanyuan, the figures that have descended are all in his clear perception.

The True God Clan, the Sea Clan, and the Holy Race......

One by one, they are not well-known in the world of mountains and seas, but once they appear, they suppress the entire heaven and earth.

The will of all weather luck, this is not to make him feel better!

Today's killing machine is obviously the result of fueling the fire.

In the dark, he realized that the killing in front of him was also a test brought to him by his will of humanity.

As for why he was being tested, he did not know very well, but he felt that he could only move forward, not backward.

All the way to break through the confinement in front of him, everything is easy to say, if he stops, or retreats, then the rolling wheels of the humanitarian trend will crush him into blood foam.

Click!

The terrifying aura suppressed the general trend of this heaven and earth, and under the shroud of noble and majestic will, he had insight into some secrets from the inheritance of the human race.

Three days later, a sound of the world shattering sounded in the vast starry sky above the void. 、

Click!

The void twisted, and the great crack was like the mouth of the blood basin opened by the ancient murderer, spreading for a million feet.

In the cracked space-time, the rolling demonic qi was like an ocean pouring back, and a large area of the starry sky was washed away almost instantly.

Washed by the wild and sadistic demonic aura, the starlight was gray, and a large mottled stone platform floated out of the great crack.

The stone platform is covered with traces of slashing and axe, and the thick moss is weighing on and down, and the stars are twinkling in the dimness.

Looking closely, these twinkling stars are no different from real stars, but they are controlled by an inexplicable power and turned into embellishments in the stone platform.

The roar of the dragon beast was like thunder, opening up a desolate and wild world, evolving above the stone platform, and the tumbling demonic energy swept in all directions.

Demon Clan!

Nine-Tailed Sky Fox!

At the end of the floating beast shadows, many warriors saw a phantus standing on the top of heaven and earth, its whole body as white as snow, and its nine furry tails almost swept the entire sky.

Soon, a ray of light fell from the stone platform, and under the shadow of the nine-tailed sky fox, a graceful figure emerged.

The fox girl only has a light gauze coat to cover her private parts, and a large piece of white body is exposed, like white jade mutton fat, crystal clear.

There is no flaw on the jade body, and the temptation is not concealed between gestures, and the beauty makes people feel a little crazy, without the slightest hint of **.

The combination of holiness and temptation indulges all beings with a smile and a smile.

"Little brother. ”

The jade lips opened lightly, and as soon as the fox girl from the demon clan appeared, her eyes like autumn water surrounded her, and landed on Qingyang Huan in Wanyuan.

"It's good to spend the night with the slaves. ”

The glamorous sound instantly made countless warriors red-faced, unable to hold themselves, and even their pupils were already full of phantoms, falling into **.

"Good. ”

At this moment, Qingyang Huan, who was silent in Wanyuan, opened his eyes without warning, letting the glamorous breath intertwine, and his eyes were as clear as the moon.

"Little brother, why are you so serious, it's hard to look down on the posture of the slave family, I have a lot of women in the Qingqiu Fox Clan, if the human brother is willing, return to the demon land with me, you can play the flute every day. ”

The fox of Qingqiu!

Most of the warriors who had been confused by the lust of the warriors were awakened, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

Many warriors in the heavens and ten thousand clans have been subjected to the Tao of the fox of Qingqiu, which clan does not have a genius with extremely strong talent, and was fascinated by the fox girl of Qingqiu, and finally fell into the demon land and became the foreign protector of the fox clan.

Qingqiu'er stared at Qingyanghuan pitifully, and between her hands and feet, a large area of white was exposed, and the palm-sized light veil could not cover the charm of her whole body.

"The smell of the fox clan is too big, I don't like it!"

Squinting his eyes, Qingyang Huan's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't expect that the catastrophe of luck would attract so many Heavenly Martial Artists.

All of them looked very unfamiliar, but the aura on their bodies was surprising, and many of the figures were obviously not contemporaries of him.

Obviously, the creation of the Heavenly Dao has made some beings not care about their faces, but fortunately, they still take care of the general trend of humanity and do not let the real Emperor Realm powerhouses appear.

Even so, each of those dazzling figures like Guiyue was not weaker than the Holy Son of Jixia, or even stronger.

Over the long years, the accumulation of the heavens and all the races is unimaginable, but most of them are hidden in the shadows.

It's like an iceberg in the ocean, which seems to be just a tip the size of a table on the surface of the sea, but under the surface of the ocean, it is impossible to estimate how many thousands of feet there are.

His eyes finally fell on the huge Kui Niu, the tall figure, and a star looming in the center of his eyebrows, showing the nobility of the gods.

Even these guys were hooked.

There are also those who are hidden in the shadows and observe the state of affairs, and there are no existences that do not appear, and they don't know what kind of storm will arise this time.

"Do slaves have a lot of postures?"

Regarding Qingyang Huan's scolding, Qing Qiu'er not only did not have the slightest anger, but was even more pitiful.

"Kitsune!"

"Sao fox, sure enough, Qingqiu Mountain is a big yin cave. ”

......

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the Quartet, Qingyang Huan stepped directly into the starry sky.

"Senior brother. ”

Peng Wanli hesitated a little, but there were really a lot of heavenly powerhouses outside Wanyuan, far beyond his expectations.

In the past few days, the powerhouses of the Jinpeng Emperor Clan have long been nervous, but fortunately, the attention of these warriors who appeared was on Qingyang Huan, and they had no intention of attacking Wanyuan.

"Senior brother, the ancestors all said that the outcropping rafters rot first, junior brother, I don't believe in this evil, whoever wants to cut me will pierce the hole. ”

Seeing Qingyanghuan at this time, there was still a touch of relaxation between the words, and Peng Wanli's heart calmed down a little.

"Senior brother, this time junior brother, I am too in the limelight, and I accidentally caused the turmoil of humanity luck, which cannot be avoided, so I can only rush through it in one go. ”

Qing Yang Huan squinted his eyes, the advent of these heavenly warriors outside, if there was no push from their respective clans behind them, he twisted his head off and kicked it as a ball.

"Humane luck has pushed me so high, junior brother, I'm really not used to it, after all, we were just a small person in the past, but we stood on the cusp of the storm, what we represent is the general trend of the entire human race, and we can't retreat half a point, or I won't do it, junior brother. ”

"You ......"

Peng Wanli stared at the big dark golden eyes, pointing at Qingyang Huan and being a little speechless, it was all at this time, and the junior brother was still joking like this.

Is this something that can be joked about?

When the general trend of humanity comes, if you dare to disobey the general trend of humanity, you can only be wiped out, and there is no way out at all.

It's just that I didn't think of why the general trend of humanity would choose his own junior brother, if you want to talk about talent and heritage, there are more Tianjiao warriors in the five desolate lands of the human race, and they may not be worse than their junior brothers.

Luck is ethereal, sometimes if you want to manifest, you need a carrier, this carrier can be a grass and a tree, but if you want your luck to rise, you naturally refuse to really choose to be attached to the grass and trees.

Humane luck chooses some bloodline warriors who are as strong as dragons, and as the warriors march forward, their luck can also boil like dragons.

The general trend of the road is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, so you are very cautious when choosing to attach to the host.

Looking at Qingyang Huan's back, Peng Wanli narrowed his eyes, and a lightning bolt suddenly broke through his spiritual world, thinking of a legend about the human race a long, long time ago.

The legend is so old that it dates back to ancient times.

This made him a little elusive, after all, the legend had been deposed in the Middle Ages.

However, this is not the case, why can the junior brother carry the luck and stand with the strong people of the heavens, just because the limelight is too strong, and the way of the heavens has been forged?

Under this sky, the warrior who can carry the luck of humanity, if not the human emperor, then only the successor of the human emperor!

Watching Qingyang Huan walk out of the Wanyuan World and stand tall in the vast starry sky, at this moment, the focus of the eyes of all the martial artists in the Quartet fell on him.

Boom!

On the demon star, the crimson demon blood surged, soaked in the stars, and the figure like a demon god moved slightly, holding a demon scythe like a death scythe.

The scythe was covered with ancient patterns, each one soaked in the purest blood, flowing with an activity, like blood stars.

"Terran, come with me, my Demon Emperor is waiting for the throne!"

The ugly-faced, octopus-like shadow spoke.

"Follow me into the demon realm, and the demon clan will be empowered to help you step into the real emperor!"

What the!

Promise it to the emperor!

The words of the demon shadow directly made the Quartet shake, the demon emperor, is this a condition for opening?

The words of the demon powerhouse are not groundless, but really exist, and with the general trend of a clan's luck, the martial artist can definitely be pushed to the supreme realm.

"Even in the future, you will become a competitor of our clan's Demon Emperor, if you have the ability to ascend to the throne, you can dominate our clan!"

The words were not shocking, and the words of the demon shadow directly detonated this starry sky.

No one is not shocked, the composition of the warriors of the demon clan is very mixed, throughout the ages, the heavens and all the clans do not know that the warriors have entered the demon path, and the blood of the clan has faded into the demon warriors.

At this moment, it is not necessary for the Demon Shadow to make such a condition.

Compared to the bloodline imprisonment of other races in the heavens, the demon race cares the most about the bloodline Dao, what the demon clan pursues is the demonic will, as long as it falls into the demon path, even if it is the blood of the god race, it will gradually be eroded and assimilated by the demon.

It is unbelievable that the demon clan has such a condition.

The Terran in front of them knew that the Terran Haobo, the broken Qingyang Emperor Clan, had made the Demon Clan willing to pay such a price!

It wasn't until this moment that Qing Yanghuan saw the appearance of the demon clan clearly.

The demon shadow entrenched on the blood-colored star, with four eyes on its hideous face, and its pupils like the magic sun intertwined and turned into a small galaxy, which looked like a vortex that attracted people's hearts.

"I want to do whatever I want like a demon. ”

Staring at the demon shadow, Qingyang Huan made a sound, which immediately shocked the Terran warriors in Wanyuan.

"No!"

"Haobo, no!"

"Our human race must not fall into the devil's path in battle!"

......

For a while, because of his words, many Terran warriors could be said to be frightened, shouting one after another, beating their chests.

"But reality doesn't allow it. ”

Reaching out for his hand, Qing Yanghuan said again to the demon shadow.

"I have carried the general trend of humane luck, if you want the luck on my body, come and take it, it depends on whether you have that ability, the human race has not yet had the tradition of admitting defeat without a fight. ”

"Looks like you're a little self-aware!"

On the stone platform, the eyes of the Qingqiu fox girl flashed with autumn water, and at this moment, she restrained her glamour and stared at Qingyang Huan with interest.

Even when Qingyang Huan's eyes fell on her, he subconsciously arched his body forward, and his jade lips bit the corners of his mouth, and his glamorous aura almost made the surrounding heavenly powerhouses lose in it.

"He's looking for death!"

In contrast, the momentum on the Demon Shadow's body suddenly turned into a monstrous killing, and Qing Yanghuan rejected the friendship of the Demon Clan, so he could only die.

"It's stupid to know that you can't do it. ”

"Heavenly Dao, do you want to trample my heavens under your feet, don't you think it's too rampant!"

Airplanes!

On the divine boat where the divine light flows like a waterfall, there are three pairs of light-winged Shentian warriors floating behind them, and their eyes are like the divine sun surrounding the starry sky.

"Since ancient times, how many people want to embark on this road, they are buried halfway, some people feel that they have some talents, they can really do whatever they want, there are too many people in this world. ”

"It's just a crowd!"

Above Kui Niu, the warriors of the Kuafu Divine Clan had cold eyes and stared at Qingyang Huan.

"Clowns who want to be in the limelight!"

"The Heavenly Dao is so noble, the Ancient Heavenly Demon Lord has never reached the other side, how can a human race covet it!"

"Benjue also wants to be low-key, but he doesn't allow low-key strength, octopus, do you want to try!"

He didn't care at all about the words intertwined in the starry sky around him, if the mouth cannon was useful, the world would have been bloodless a long time ago.

"On behalf of all the heavens and all the clans, take down your thing that doesn't know the height of the sky!"

The tone was cold, and the demon god holding the death scythe was like a god from hell, and the blood mist began to roll and rise, as if to completely demonize this world.

"The Demon Emperor of my clan has an order, since you don't join the demon clan, then you, the holy son of the human race, should be punished!"

What the!

The magic sickle crossed the sky, dyed the Taiyin red, and the red blood made the heavens and the earth tremble.

However, what is even more terrifying is the words of the Demon King!

Son of the Terrans!

A title that has been buried in the years for a long time has made many Terran powerhouses have a trace of thought in their eyes!

In ancient times, the human race had mountains and rivers in the five directions, and the emperor of the five parties came to the world to protect the reproduction of the human race.

In each era, the Emperor of the Five Directions will select the genius with the strongest luck and talent in the mountains and rivers under his control, and bestow the position of the Holy Son as the heir of the Emperor of Humanity.

The number of Holy Sons enshrined by each Emperor is not fixed, or one or two, or three or five, and in the end, these Terran Holy Sons have gone through many tests, and those who come to the end can ascend to the throne and become the new guardian of the Terrans.

It's just that the position of the Holy Son was deposed in the Middle Ages due to reforms within the human race.

The strong man of the demon race said this, why didn't the human race hear about it if he wanted to establish the position of the Holy Son again.

Many Terran powerhouses also showed their thoughts, and the ancestral land of the Zhoushan Terran also did not issue an edict.

Son of the Terrans!

At this moment, a purple light flashed in Qingyang Huan's eyes, and the last bit of fog in his heart was blown away, it turned out that the root was here!

No wonder Terran luck pushed him to the test, and that's the real reason.

Terran Holy Son, this title seems to be very powerful!

This is not the holy son of a certain tribe and an ancient country, but the holy son of the entire human race, looking at the ugly face of the holy son in the fortress of war, it is enough to understand the weight of these four words.

Looking around the heavens, these alien powerhouses did not refute the words of the demon powerhouses, but showed contemplation, and then nodded in agreement.

In their eyes, the general trend of luck shrouded in Qingyang Huan is enough to represent the general trend of the entire human race in the younger generation.

The leader of this era of the human race is not the Holy Son or something!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come today.

The mission they came here to be to snipe the general trend of the young generation of the Terran Race, and completely defeat the upward momentum of the Terran Race.

Of course, the magnificent human race, even if it is for people to carry the Dao, will not put all the general trends on one person, but who has made Qingyang Huan rise to the top now.

The number of Terran Holy Sons is not fixed, but there is also an accurate number, killing one is equivalent to defeating a fraction of the general trend of the Terran, and the general trend of a race cannot withstand such many tosses in its grandeur.

In the perception of the luck of all races, the human race in front of him is already qualified for the honor of the Holy Son, but he has not yet received this honorable title.

Many strong people thought in their hearts, killing him now, would it be considered that he would die before he could get out of the school.

Airplanes!

The demon shadow entrenched on the demon star made a move, and the tentacles like an octopus flowed, raising the magic sickle in his hand.

A stream of crimson blood floated on the demon scythe, but the blood soldiers of a few zhang size actually exuded a kind of momentum of hell descending.

Vaguely illuminating the eighteen-fold ancient world, the great river of Yellow Springs flows out, as if to judge sentient beings.

"Hell Scythe!"

The demon scythe trembled and evolved into the eighteenth level of hell, which immediately attracted the attention of the heavenly warriors, even if it was a martial artist of the Kuafu Divine Clan, his eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and Kui Niu roared even more.

"It's my Terran Death Scythe!"

However, the Terran warriors also exclaimed.

Legend has it that the Great Netherworld established by the human race has eighteen layers of hell, and there are patrol wandering gods who are in charge of life and death judgments, and ghosts who hold the scythe of death to harvest the lives of mortals.

"My Terran thing!"

Qingyang Huan also reacted, and what the demon powerhouse was holding in his hand turned out to be a human weapon.

"I'll take it back myself!"

Suppressing the ripples in his heart about the Holy Son of the Human Race, he stabilized his mind and began to deal with his luck catastrophe.

Today's catastrophe is a murderous robbery, not to mention the humane luck he is carrying, and he is not allowed to bow his head.

ps Overestimate yourself, some things are too much as soon as you write, Khan.