"......" the old man Mo Yao.

"Maniac!"

After a long time, the old man Mo Yao stretched out his finger and pointed at Qingyang Huan and shouted, "Sooner or later, one day, the old man's life will be paid for you." ”

"What's next!"

"A month's time is enough for those old guys to crawl out of the mud, and those who are chasing and killing our alien warriors can also come, so wait now. ”

"Wait, what's going on with the Flame Temple?"

Seeing that Qing Yang Huan was about to leave, the old man Mo Yao stretched out his hand to stop him, but Qing Yang Huan's figure turned into a bubble like a bubble, and a voice came: "Don't you feel that you have felt a majestic momentum recently?"

Looking at the direction in which Qingyang Huan disappeared, the old man Mo Yao was stunned, not to mention that not long ago, he suddenly felt a sense of stability.

This is a very unexpected thing for a powerhouse in the realm of a half-king, the martial arts cultivation has reached this point, and he has already been extremely sensitive to perception, and the perception of the body is not groundless, there will definitely be a reason.

......

In the days that followed, the entire ancient city of Mangshan fell into a complete boil, like a volcano about to erupt, accumulating tumbling flame molten lava, and every day countless warriors came from all directions, wanting to see with their own eyes what the dragon clan was like.

The Silver Moon Yalong Clan, who was bound in the sky above the ancient city, was locked up and could not move, which made the warriors who came to the ancient city of Mangshan feel excited in their hearts.

The Flame Temple, the bearer of the luck and war of the two kings of Wanqiong and Kunshan, has become the object of countless people's discussions.

It really started at the end of the micro and carried the flames of war, and in a few days, countless warriors have already made the origin of Qingyang Huan transparent.

Born in the ancient land of Lashan under the rule of Wanqiong Wangyu, he stepped all the way through Yaoshan Mountain, entered Wanqiong Wangyu, and then entered the ancient burial ground, and the strong people of the same generation as Wanqiong Wangyu resisted the heavens and aliens in the ancient burial ground.

Out of the ancient burial ground, Shengsheng took away the luck of the Wanqiong royal domain from Youqiang, and one person carried the luck of the two royal domains, which can be said to be the first person in 100,000 years.

It is such an unknown person, a person who really started from the end of the world, and now feasts on the heavens, what a kind of courage he has.

Carrying the flames of war between the two kings and the expectations of hundreds of millions of bloods, now the name of Qingyang has been passed to the wilderness in all directions, and it is spreading rapidly in the southwest royal domain.

Some young martial artists are all following Qingyang as an example!

The warriors who left Mangshan City passed the news in all directions, and one by one the silent old guys smelled the breath and began to go out of the mountain one after another.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone was shocked, and everyone understood what kind of conquest path Qingyang Huan had chosen!

With the luck of the two royal realms, embarking on the road to the ancestral land of the human race, the road ahead is long, and how far can it go.

"Courage, great perseverance, this is the real courage, with supreme killing to cast their own supreme momentum, stepping on the ancestral road of the human race!"

"This is to set up a ring with those chasing alien races, not to hide it, but to embark on the ancestral road of the human race openly, a good young warrior of the human race, since he can take the luck of war from the hands of the poor, the combat power will inevitably span to the half king. ”

One by one, the older generation of warriors who had disappeared in front of people for a long time reappeared and praised them as if they had deceived their corpses.

"It's too big, luck and war are important, how can it be regarded as child's play, one person's death is small, and the war in the royal domain is big!"

"I can't help myself!"

......

There are also martial artists who shook their heads and refuted Qingyang Huan's actions.

However, in any case, the all-dragon banquet has already spread all over the Quartet, spread all over the heavens and the earth, many royal domains, countless older generation warriors, and younger generation warriors, have rushed towards the ancient city of Mangshan.

At this moment, whether it is for the alien warriors who are chasing and killing the luck of the war, or for the Terran warriors, Mangshan City is gathering a big storm!

......

Compared with the ups and downs of the four directions, Qingyang Huan stepped on the Mangshan Mountain in the center of the ancient city of Mangshan, this ancient mountain is only five hundred zhang high, and the four mountain walls have been split into cliffs.

Airplanes!

The void buzzed, and Qing Yanghuan's figure condensed on the top of the mountain, dressed in a cyan robe, and the purple-gold cloak behind him hunted in the wind.

What people!

Arrived early, paying attention to the warriors on the top of Mangshan Mountain, and caught Qingyang Huan's figure in an instant.

Many people below the city widened their eyes, only to see a figure slowly consolidating, as if it was made out of nothing, solidified out of thin air.

"So fast!" "So strong!"

There were already true one-self and even half-king-level powerhouses who had already come to the city, and when they saw this scene, their pupils shrank suddenly.

Even with their spiritual will, they couldn't catch the clues of Qingyang Huan's appearance, which was too terrifying.

For a martial artist who has stepped into the combat power of the half-king, it is generally the spiritual will that has entered the reincarnation, and the same reincarnation has not been able to capture the will of the other party, which is not shocking.

He is the Lord of the Flame Temple, the bearer of the flames of war, Qingyang Huan!

At this moment, the warriors who looked at the top of the mountain were all breathing!

Since the old man Mo Yao announced that he was going to open the whole dragon banquet, the warriors who were enlightened at the foot of Mangshan Mountain were all far away, and they were able to vaguely capture that Mangshan had become a place where whirlpools converged, and there would definitely be a crisis if they stayed.

The warriors who dare to set foot on Mangshan now, who else can there be besides Qingyang Huan!

For Qingyang Huan, many of the warriors below are all curious in their hearts, what kind of person is this, a person with great courage and perseverance, or an arrogant warrior.

However, the next moment, Qingyang Huan, who stepped on the top of the mountain, slowly moved his eyes and looked towards the ancient city of Mangshan.

Burst!

Without the slightest warning, in the direction of his eyes, some of the martial artists who were rising in momentum coughed up blood, their bodies flew out sideways, and the qi and blood on their bodies suddenly withered.

What kind of eyes are they, encompassing the boundless starry sky, extending to an endless distance, as if they have seen through the reincarnation of the earthly world.

All the martial artists who reveal their spiritual will and want to spy on them are not without exception seriously injured!

Silence in all directions!

In an instant, Mangshan City, which was still a little noisy, suddenly became quiet, and even some of the strong ones stared at it.

Vaguely, they felt that there was an ancient beast standing on the top of the mountain, although it seemed to be at the half-king level in the middle reach, but that kind of aura seemed to be a vast ocean and boundless.

Not bad!

It was this feeling that thirty miles southwest of the city, in a suspended stone gate, two figures, one old and one young, showed solemnity in their eyes.

"Two reincarnations, or three reincarnations, can't see clearly, the spirit is like a canopy, it's difficult to snoop, this dragon meat is not delicious!"

The old man's voice sounded, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The young warrior next to him didn't make a sound, but instead showed a high battle intent.

Sure enough, it was him!

A young warrior in the city, and there was a warrior who looked similar next to him, and the two of them were breathing a little sluggish at the moment, with a touch of disbelief.

"I didn't expect it to come this far!"

"With such an astonishing inheritance as the Emperor's Dao Kui Drum Technique, I might as well do it!" the young martial artist shouted, but he couldn't escape the ears of the surrounding martial artists, it was the two Qiankun Mountain Qiankun Sea brothers who had intersected with Qingyang Huan in the Heavenly Tomb of the Rotten Bone Dead Domain.

Many people were stunned at first, and then their eyes burst into shock, they didn't expect this ordinary martial artist to have such a creation.

Carrying the flames of war in the two domains, he is the second Zhaowu God General among the five god generals of the human race, with a boundless title, and two peerless inheritances: the Great Drum Technique and the Purple Gold Battle Body!

Soon, one after another thoughts converged, and all the warriors in Mangshan City knew all this!

Then many people fell silent, and some of the strong men who came quietly rose up their fighting spirit, and their eyes showed a strong look of jealousy, no wonder they dared to put down the whole dragon banquet, not afraid of the dragon clan chasing and killing, this is definitely confident!

Two amazing inheritances, what a great creation this is!

On the top of Mangshan Mountain, surrounding the entire city, the corners of Qingyang Huan's mouth showed an imperceptible arc, and sure enough, the attraction of dragon meat was still quite large, and those rotten breaths could not isolate all of them even if they were concealed.

"I am the elder of the Silver Moon Dragon Clan, you are making enemies of the entire Dragon Clan, and if you don't let me go, you will apologize for your crimes, otherwise even if you are the bearer of the luck of the human race, you will die without a place to be buried. ”

The Silver Moon Dragon Clan Elder, who was bound in the sky by chains, roared, his eyes still bursting with murderous intent.

Burst!

In an instant, a purple-gold sword light crossed the heavenly dome, blinding the eyes of countless warriors in the city, and then they heard a dragon groan, and when they opened their eyes again, the silver dragon bound on the heavenly dome had lost its vitality.

Kill!

Knock knock!

At this moment, the sound of throat surging sounded in the city below, and countless warriors subconsciously trembled.

"Ignition!"

Next, in the horrified eyes of everyone, on the top of Mangshan Mountain, a grill completely made of divine gold was erected, and the huge dragon body was added to the grill.

Of course, roasting dragon meat naturally can't use ordinary fire, piles of spiritual objects, and fine stones were piled up under the dragon corpse, igniting a raging flame.

It's baked.

There were still some days before the one-month deadline Qing Yanghuan said, but it was not so easy for the dragon meat to be roasted, so he started roasting it in advance.

At the beginning of this day, countless warriors in Mangshan City looked up at the top of the mountain all the time, and saw a huge figure being burned in the raging fire.

From the third day, a fragrant fragrance began to permeate the entire city, and the rich aroma immediately stimulated the warriors in the city, staring at the top of the mountain one by one, and constantly swallowing their saliva.

......

"Uhh......hh

"The dragon meat in the sky and the donkey meat in the ground, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah......, ah

In the barren mountains thousands of miles outside Mangshan City, a swarthy figure no more than half a zhang in size burst out, and his nose kept twitching.

"It's so fragrant, the dragon meat in the sky, I'm blessed, ahhhhh