"Beye, wait for it!"

An illusory and angry figure evolved from the cold statue, and the phantom's eyes were filled with coldness, as if he had to completely crush Qingyang Huan and scatter ashes in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Lighting the lamp.

Qingyang Huan's expression froze, okay, it's useless to condense, right now he doesn't know what the hell this terrifying existence in front of him is.

In the Gara tribe, Prajna, Gara, and Mantuo are all titles of the Supreme Venerable, with great wisdom and great creation, and each of them has supreme power, who is this Prajna?

Could it be that this is a certain life of the three worlds?

In the chaos battle, the holy body was broken, which reminded him of some rumors in the division, in the last battle of the Middle Ages, all the masters and uncles joined forces to lay down a great array to resist the Garo saint, is it the one in front of him?

Wrong!

The saint is immortal and immortal, and lives with heaven and earth, although the statue in front of him contains a great shore, he senses that there is an unattainable gap between him and the saint.

Of course, saints are immortal and immortal, that is in a state where there is no strife, and if there is a killing, even a saint will shed blood.

"Yes, back then, my holy body was broken, and I wanted to kill the deity, but I realized the creation of heaven and earth by the holy law of Jialuo, and I turned into three deities in one breath and re-entered the world. ”

"You ......"

Qing Yang Huan's body was full of purple light, dispelling the black mist from all directions, and these black mist contained a beautiful sound, as if to pull him into an eternal depravity.

"Come, enter my Gara kingdom, I will personally take precepts for you, and become my Gara protector Arhat. ”

The hazy figure in the statue of the god flashed with a touch of pleasure, death is not the most cruel punishment for a warrior, and plundering the mind is the greatest revenge.

When Jia Luo came to the world, he wanted to return to this world, but he didn't expect that a race that was born later would have such a powerful foundation and resist Jia Luo's attack.

The saints are all ants, and they didn't expect this legend to be broken by the human race.

With the dignity of a saint, he faced the great array laid by the nine human races, and finally the holy blood was spilled, and he had to use the holy law of Jialuo to reincarnate as the third Jialuo and try to re-ascend to the holy throne.

It's a pity that one hundred and eight epochs have passed in ancient times, not to mention re-ascending to the holy throne, even the realm of the Nine Turns of Sainthood seems to have become a luxury, and the realm of longevity with heaven and earth seems to be gradually leaving him.

Thinking of this, in the eyes of the burning lamp, the resentment became more and more ruthless, the Holy Position of Heaven and Earth, the highest martial arts level of this Heaven and Earth, was knocked down from the Holy Throne, which was even more difficult to accept than killing him.

"Come, take refuge in my Gaman, the emperor is just around the corner, and the deity will make you one of the strongest emperors in this heaven and earth. ”

......

Rumble!

At this moment, Qing Yang Huan's whole body was surging with blood, the battle blood was boiling like a baking oven, and a battle blood true dragon roared and danced in the sea of spinal cord.

Boom! Boom!

In the spiritual world, the battle spirit got up violently and kept hitting the Heavenly Fist Shadow, trying to break free from this ubiquitous and obsessive sound.

He clearly knows that this guy in front of him has a grudge against his own master, and the reason why he doesn't kill himself is that he wants to convert him to the Garo clan, just like the Holy Emperor of the Battle Heavens, to become a puppet of the Garo clan, and let the enemy's disciples become slaves under his seat, is there anything more enjoyable than this kind of revenge?

Feeling Qingyanghuan's struggle, the lantern-like statue flashed with a dazzling divine light like glass, and the glass divine flame world held up by the big hand became more and more blazing.

As one of the reincarnations of the Former Ancestor of the Three Immortals, he is actually a relatively independent individual between him and the other two lives, and there is no connection between them, at least for the time being, the relationship between them is isolated from each other.

The one who is now in charge of the kingdom of Gara is one of the three bodies of the present life, and Maitreya Bodhisattva, the next body of the three lives, does not know where he is.

In the first war of that year, with the help of the advent of the Outer Heaven Continent, the Garo clan attacked the human race and pushed the human race from the position of the overlord of the heavens, in fact, for the Garo clan itself, it was also an indelible heavy blow.

The three saints of the Garo tribe still have one and a half left.

As the ancestor saint of the Gara Shizu, he was defeated by the nine powerhouses of the human race, and had to incarnate as the third Shiga to respect the new world and fall through the realm of sage.

The Garo Holy Ancestor Saint is far away from the chaotic world, and he is also the only saint of the Garo clan today.

As for the half, it is the Gazun of the Nine Shadows Lineage of Jialuo, this Gazun was canonized in the great underworld of the human race, and made a great wish with heaven and earth as an oath, and the hell is not empty and will not be holy, so as to ascend to the sainthood with this great wish.

However, success is also a great wish, defeat is also a great wish, even if hell is broken, there are still lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering, Jiuyou Jiazun is playing with God, and he is completely trapped in the depths of the broken Nine Hells.

Well, that's typical to play big too.

Not only was he trapped in the Nine Hells, but even the saint position was in a state on the verge of falling, so he was called half a saint.

It is conceivable how much heritage the human race has accumulated in the two great eras of antiquity and medieval times, and even bred the era of civilization that shook the ancient and the present.

Compared with the title of Shakya Luozun, he is much more low-key as a former body.

There is a custom of the Gara tribe that gives titles to those who are proficient in the Gara Holy Law, and this title is not immutable, and it may have a new title every once in a while.

If Shakya is in charge of the Gara Kingdom, in the era when the Gara Holy Ancestor escaped from the world and chaos, he was the co-master of the entire Gara clan.

In the heavens and all worlds, there are countless titles of Shakya Buddha, what is the Lord of Jialuo, Wan Shi Jiazun, almost every 10,000 years, many believers will give their lord an honorable title.

It can be said that if it weren't for the Gara people, they would have a big head for these messy Gazun Garo titles.

"Come, take refuge in our sect, cultivate the superior method, and obtain immortal creation!"

"Humph!"

The blazing battle blood poured out along the surface of Qingyang Huan's body, scorching and dazzling, the entire body turned into a raging flame, and the two qi of yin and yang evolved out, faintly manifesting the interweaving of runes.

At this moment, his Heavenly Dao evolved Yin and Yang, and the battle blood in the spine keel fused together, blazing, rendering a brilliant red glow.

Terran battle blood, revival!

Facing the Sanskrit sound of a Jiazun, Qingyang Huan's spiritual world battle spirit got up, merged into the flesh and blood, abandoned life and death, and ignited the blood of war.

Whether it is public or private, he Qingyanghuan cannot fall into the gate of Jialuo.

The palace master of the god of humanity, carrying the glorious trend of the awakening of the human race's luck, is the vanguard of the revitalization of the human race's luck, he can fall, maybe the luck will be damaged, but the human race can withstand failure, throughout the ages, the human race has faced defeat again and again, but it is still reckless and desolate, that is, it has never been timid to fail.

However, if he could not withstand the temptation of Gara and fell into Gamen, the blow would be unbearable for the Terrans.

"Flesh and blood are salaries, war blood is the guide, and today's blood is splashed with Xuanhuang!"

"Kill!"

Originally, Qingyang Huan still wanted to support the arrival of his senior brother and sister, but he didn't expect that the Gara Sanskrit sound was so terrifying, his spiritual world had fallen into the sloppy Sanskrit sound, and he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it.

Since the cultivation of martial arts, today's great terror is unprecedented!

Rumble!

At this moment, the blazing battle blood evolved into a pair of divine armor, dispersing the surrounding black smoke, Qingyang Huan re-established himself on the void, and the spirit broke through to an unprecedented situation.

The tactics of war are superb!

I am the Emperor!

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan roared angrily.

The majestic qi is surging like a galaxy, and the two qi of yin and yang evolved from the Dao of the Heavens have formed two black and white law divine chains, and each Dao talisman that makes up the divine chain is the size of a divine mountain, opening up the void of heaven and earth.

Airplanes!

Behind Qingyang Huan, time and space slowly opened, the passage of ancient time and space slowly opened, and a towering figure walked out across time and space, wearing a beast robe and holding a divine flame in his hand, illuminating the light ahead.

"Mole ants!"

Seeing the stone spear in Qingyang Huan's hand, a cold voice came from the statue of the Burning Lamp, and the black smoke that was floating outside completely turned into a terrifying beast, and an ant refused to convert to himself again and again.

Since this is the case, let's start with the ants in front of you, and the great enemies at the end of the Middle Ages will come back one by one.

Rumble!

The idol moved, and the big hand fell down like a five-fingered Shenyue Town, and at the moment when the big hand was raised, the entire void changed color, as if it had pushed the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

Qingyang Huan's stone spear pierced through the void, collided with the big hand, and suddenly the stone spear buzzed, and his body flew out sideways as if it had been thundered.

Burst!

The blood was in the sky, the stone spear was out of his hand, and the two laws of yin and yang shattered into pieces in an instant, and the towering flint god shape behind him burst out with divine light, and the divine flame in his palm protected the flying Qingyang Huan.

Even so, the divine brilliance of the Suiren clan spanned several eras, and there was not much majesty left, Qingyang Huan knelt on one knee, coughing up blood in his mouth, and the blood of the battle flowed like a river on his body.

Emperor!

At this moment, Qing Yanghuan raised his head, his eyes were bright, staring at the idol in front of him, at this moment, his eyes were not timid, but unprecedentedly bright.

"What are you laughing at!"

Feeling the mental fluctuations on Qingyang Huan's body, he asked in a cold voice as if he was lighting the lamp.

"Yes, it is worthy of being a disciple of their inheritance, and he has realized the battle method under the crisis of life and death, but unfortunately you are going to die, the so-called war law god is just a waterless ping, and it will wither. ”

"I laugh at you for being just an emperor, this is the land of the human race. ”

Summoning back the stone spear, Qing Yanghuan stood up, and the hope that was originally silent in his eyes burst out again, and he couldn't estimate the strength of the figure in front of him before, but after this blow, there was a vague sense.

"Killing a Gara Emperor is regarded as collecting some interest. ”

Immediately, Qing Yanghuan made a decision in his heart, and took advantage of his battle blood to scorch and step into the battle method of battle god realm, dragging the emperor of the Jialuo clan in front of him.