Lying on the jade bed, the turtle Buxian's small eyes narrowed, looking at the various demon cores and scales hanging around the entire hall, flashing with a little light, and there was a sense of pride in his small eyes.

These are all his trophies, each of them is taken from the half-king level of the alien warriors, this is just the beginning, in the future, he will fill this hall with his trophies, it is beautiful to think about.

"Haha......"

When Qingyang Huan entered the main hall, he heard the turtle immortal lying on the jade bed and smiling, and he didn't have to think about it to know that this little guy was daydreaming again.

"Ahem!"

Qingyang Huan stopped, coughed slightly, and called Gu Buxian back from his daydream.

"Ah, Ah Huan, you're here. ”

Only then did the turtle buxian wake up from his fantasy and lick the corners of his mouth.

"Master Emperor, it seems that your injuries are not very serious. ”

Seeing the appearance of the turtle not being immortal, Qingyang teased, how long has it been, and this little thing has gotten carried away again.

"Remember to care about the turtle master's injury, you have a little conscience!"

Gu Buxian snorted coldly, got up from the super large jade bed, and stared at Qingyang Huan.

Looking left and right, Gu Buxian's little eyes narrowed, and he circled around Qingyang Huan several times, and his mouth kept making smacking sounds.

"What's wrong?"

This aroused Qingyang Huan's curiosity, and when Gu Buxian came back from the altar, he called him in a hurry, what was going on.

"Ah Huan, think back to what happened one after another when we didn't come to this continent, you set foot on the road of Fengwang, fought along the way, and forged the luck of humanity and luck, and then in the various experiences encountered, did you feel that although there were twists and turns, there seemed to be an invisible line existing, guiding the road ahead, from the southwest land of the human race to the current small and barren continent. ”

This is a very mysterious feeling, the words of the turtle is not immortal, which made Qingyang Huan fall into a kind of contemplation, this feeling does exist for him, even before he set foot on the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent a long time ago.

I believe that not only him, but also as long as the cultivation of the human race reaches a certain level, at least above the totem realm, such an illusion will be inadvertently generated.

"Humane luck. ”

Soon, Qingyang Huan came back to his senses, and the invisible line was the will of the entire Terran race, invisibly guiding the way forward for every Terran bloodline.

"Yes, it's much faster than I imagined!" Seeing Qing Yanghuan's reaction, Gu Buxian nodded very proudly.

"Among the heavens and all races, even if it is a very small race, there will be a phenomenon of congenial luck, which is the instinct of the luck of the race, the luck is mysterious, ethereal and illusory, but it is indeed a real existence, and it affects every clan. ”

"What do you want to say?"

What Gu Buxian said, Qingyang Huan naturally knew, after all, he had personally communicated with humane luck, and had insight into a small part of the mystery of humane luck, which was the fundamental place where a group could stand between heaven and earth without being defeated.

"Don't interrupt, it's a set of words!"

For his words being interrupted, Gu Buxian was very unhappy, and said: "You know, you know, you know, you know, the turtle master won't say it!"

Tsundere's little temper came up, and the turtle Buxian directly stepped up to do it.

In desperation, Qingyang Huan could only start listening to Gu Buxian's tirade.

"In a group, there are kings, emperors, and even emperors, as well as ordinary martial artists' gods and spirits, and different martial arts realms have different impacts on the luck of the race, and the luck that naturally comes down from the group's luck is also different. ”

"In addition, there are also some extremely talented existences, or martial artists who have a significant impact on the clan between their actions, the luck blessed by their bodies will also be different, in general, the stronger the strength, the more qualified to change the clan, shelter more clan blood, and naturally receive more attention from the clan's luck!"

In other words, the distribution of luck among ethnic groups is uneven, some people have more and some people have less, and the number of luck is directly reflected in the fortune of the warrior, even if the luck is in prison, it can also turn the crisis into safety, such as you, or you can get the heavenly creation by traveling at will, such as you, and the warrior who is weak or declining will be subject to bad luck when he goes out. ”

"You're the former!"

Gu Buxian stared at Qingyang Huan and said.

"Let's not talk about the things on the land of the human race, just after coming to the Xiaomang Continent, in the past ten years, whether it is when you crossed the East China Sea, or you in the Agarwood Strait, or the development of the Torch Temple over the years, although it seems to be on the tip of the knife, it has always been very lucky.

Including the manifestation of the emperor's tomb, we obviously wanted to make a fake, but it became true, dare you say that all this has nothing to do with luck?"

"Step by step, everything you have done has received the attention of humane luck, and more and more luck has leaned towards you, pushing you to the point where you are now, straight into the depths of the Ziwei Emperor Star, and awakening the silent underground realm of the human race, so it was an inevitable result from the beginning. ”

"It can only be said that you are lucky, if one of the torches who came with you went one step ahead of you and got the mercy of human luck, then the one who woke up the emperor's tomb today is not you, but the one who seized the opportunity. ”

"This is the luck of the race, which can accurately capture the bloodline of the race, which bloodline can bring benefits to the entire race, or the change of the sky, will descend on the blessing of luck, and push this transformation to the pinnacle. ”

Seeing that Qing Yanghuan was in deep thought, Gu Buxian waited for a while and didn't wake up, so he stepped forward and touched Qingyang Huan.

"Ah Huan, what did you think of?"

"Humanity is ethereal, but it maintains the life and reproduction of the entire human race, and the rules of operation are that even the emperor must stay away, and he does not dare to give birth to the slightest peeping heart, now even if our guess is correct, it is just a guess. ”

The light of his eyes fell back on Gu Buxian, and Qing Yanghuan's eyes became calm again.

"How can you guess, if that's the case, don't you know how much benefit you'll get next?"

Seeing Qingyang Huan's somewhat calm and excessive expression, Gu Buxian was not calm.

"Let's start from the beginning, think about it, since we have promoted the manifestation of the Emperor's Tomb, and what we have seen in the Ziwei Emperor Star, this means that the wheels of the ancient years are turning, and the humane luck has chosen you, the emperor's tomb is opened, and the appearance of the underground kingdom, you are indispensable, and the humane luck will bless you. ”

"Luck is coming, and creation is unparalleled!"

Seeing Qingyang Huan, he still didn't believe it, and Gu Buxian flew to the same height as his eyes.

"Ah Huan, you are a person with good luck now, don't believe it, let's make a bet, what you are worried about now is the Terran warriors trapped in the deep sea outside the Xiaomang Continent, isn't it?"

"I'm not sure if that Sea Beast King will come to the continent from the realm of self-proclaim!"

"Master Turtle bets with you, it's not a thing!"

I don't know where the confidence of the turtle is not immortal at this moment, and he swears to Qingyang Huan, and seems to be very confident in his speculation.

At present, the vision that spreads the entire heaven and earth has just receded, and the news of the emperor's tomb has spread throughout the entire Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, and the various races on the entire continent must have been alarmed, and then it is time for the demons to dance wildly.

On this continent, there are about nearly a hundred races of the heavens and races who occupy the mountains and rivers here, and the combined king, even if it is one person and one palm, is enough to beat him into powder.

At this time, if you are beaten by these alien kings, then there is really no way to live.

Someone's coming!

At this moment, Qingyang Huan's expression suddenly froze, grabbed the turtle and put it on his shoulder, and disappeared into the invincible turtle hall.

"The King of the Golden Mountains of the Terrans. ”

In the south of the Fire Island, a golden streamer, like thunder and fire falling from the sky, pierced the void and surged over, and where it passed, a golden-red trail was left in the void, and the law of the sun flowed.

The moment he stepped out of the Fire Island, Qingyang Huan captured this scorching thought, and at the same time, the aura of the same bloodline burst out without the slightest cover.

King of the Golden Mountain!

After capturing this idea, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, the reputation of this Terran king has not spread in this land, it is obvious that this is the hidden Terran king on the Xiaomang Continent.

In the past ten years, although he has not penetrated the small reckless wasteland, he also knows that there is a Terran royal tribe east of Zhongzhou, and there is also a Terran royal tribe south of the Southern Wilderness.

The two kings are the only remaining will of the human race to resist on the small barren continent, and they also represent the last fire of resistance of the human race on this continent.

Above the blue waves in the south of the Fire Sea, Qingyang Huan saw the strong flames disperse, a strong man was surrounded by flames, standing on the surface of the sea, and one after another blazing small fire dragons swam on the surface of the body under the robe, and with every breath, a large area of seawater was evaporated.

"Torchbearer, Qingyang Huan!"

Although he has sealed the king of the world, but he does not have his own title, every king is the heritage of the race, and there is a palace of kings in the ancestral land of the human race, which is the place where the king is titled.

It's a pity that he is now far away in the Xiaomang Wilderness Continent, so naturally he can't go to the ancestral land of the human race, and he doesn't have to think that the King of Jinshan in front of him is the same, and he has given himself a title so that he can easily walk the earth.

"Haha, okay, I've been holding back for 10,000 years, and finally a new king is born. ”

The scorching flames swirled from the snort of the King of the Golden Mountain, and the momentum was wild and scorching.

"The King of Mountains and Rivers wants to penetrate Zhongzhou and get in touch with you, but unfortunately he was trapped by the clans, so now let me come to contact you. ”