The Nine Emperor Sons are famous, but they are like flowers growing in a trellis, and they have not experienced the impact of storms at all.

No, the Nine Emperor Holy Son, who had not experienced the wind and waves, was directly blown up, leaving only a trace of vitality to survive.

Of course, the most important thing is strength!

Lord Haobo's strength is enough to crush the Nine Emperors.

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slapped the Holy Son from the Nine Emperor Cave Heaven into the air, and Qingyang Huan's eyes surrounded the four directions again.

Rise!

However, at this moment, a mighty dragon roar sounded from heaven and earth, and wisps of purple qi rose out from heaven and earth, like a swimming dragon dancing, forming pieces of brilliant dragon scales on the sky.

Aang!

The dragon's roar became more and more blazing and majestic, pieces of dragon scales emerged in the purple air, the dragon's body, the dragon's belly, the dragon's claws, the dragon's head, a heavenly dragon suspended outside the Buzhou Mountain between breathing, and the dragon horns on the towering dragon's head were divided into nine branches, each of which was majestic and curved like a real dragon.

Humane Dragon!

The appearance of the Heavenly Dragon directly triggered an even wilder surge of purple qi between heaven and earth, and the dragon horns pierced the chaos, and a large area of chaotic air rushed down, fusing with the purple qi.

Rise!

When the great humane will was accumulated to the most blazing moment, the heavenly dragon looked up to the sky, and the dragon's claws tore open the chaotic world, causing a large amount of chaotic air currents to fall, and time and space were washed away and distorted.

The thick chaotic air flow was incorporated by the Heavenly Dragon, and the vicissitudes and decay of the silence in the air flow were like the quagmire tumbling in the secluded pool that had been precipitated for hundreds of millions of years in the great wilderness.

The fog rolled, and the falling chaotic air currents began to form and intertwine, washing away a piece of nothingness, and then a gray platform began to derive from the nothingness, and soon a magnificent battle platform appeared in the sky outside the Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, a strong killing sound was derived from the battle platform, and the time and space above the battle platform changed, opening the curtain of a conquest, and pulling everyone's eyes into the distant years.

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Between the clouds and mist, the sky and the earth are reckless, and in the hazy sky, a battle flag stands tall.

The black curtain, the flagpole is like a pillar of heaven, and under the battle flag is a team of warriors all wearing black armor, stretching for thousands of miles, coming from the depths of the earth, towards a large crack in time and space that cracks in the sky.

Blood and bones flew in the great crack of time and space, and the red blood rendered the entire sky, and the black-armored soldiers marched forward against the blood, and did not take a step back.

On the horizon, the big crack was like a bloody mouth of an ancient murderer, devouring all living beings, even so, the warrior in black armor still stretched like a black dragon, heading towards the blood basin.

Lieshan clan!

The flaming qilin fluttering on the towering battle banner was so dazzling, telling everyone that this was the ancestor of the Lieshan clan.

In the farther direction, the totem of the Flame Giant ran wildly between heaven and earth, rolling up a monstrous sea of fire wherever it passed. 、

Zhu Rongshi!

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Gonggong's.

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Battle flags towered high between heaven and earth, facing the battlefield of endless fighting and thunder at the end of heaven and earth.

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Time and space change, on a vast wasteland, the sound of killing shook the nine heavens, a pole of battle flags did not fall in the rush, blood and bones flew together, countless weapon fragments mixed with blood and bones on the earth, flying sideways in the void.

In the vast battlefield, the arrows of the Longbow clan run through the nine heavens, the arrows and arrows shoot down on the sun, the golden crow is bloody, and the Hai clan's sea dragon warship hunts with flags, like a divine plough across the battlefield, cutting a blood-colored chasm, and the blood waves in each chasm are rolling, and the bones are vertical and horizontal.

The meteor rain of Buyeo fell on the heavens and the earth, and each crystal clear petal was the most rendered by the blazing blood of war.

In the center of the ancient battlefield, a Xuanhuang figure stood like a pillar of heaven, one hundred and eight war drums moved in unison, attracting hundreds of millions of soldiers of the human race to fight, and the clan flags representing the nobles of the human race rushed back and forth under the guidance of the sound of war drums!

Ancient battlefields, extraterrestrial starry skies!

Medieval battlefield, chase the wasteland!

One hundred and eight war drums roared, and after one hundred and eight long epochs, it still made the kings of Buzhou Mountain feel the same way.

Spears, giant axes, Tiange, and swords collided, and the Terran warriors clenched their fists and rushed forward, and countless Terrans were beaten into points with every breath, and the blood and bones fell into the earth and mixed with the soil, which was difficult to distinguish clearly.

On the battlefield condensed by the chaotic airflow induced by the Fortune Heavenly Dragon, two great wars were manifested that were crucial to the reproduction of the human race, and these two great wars determined the inheritance of the human race in an era.

"Emperor Yuan!"

"Woo Drum!"

At this moment, even the kings of the older generation, who have been silent for a long time, have been attracted by the blood-colored sky in front of them, how many years, this feeling of war blood is blazing, I haven't felt it for a long time.

Wrong!

It seems that he has never felt this burning heat from the depths of his blood.

It's been too long, one hundred and eight epochs have been enough to wipe out too many things, and in such a long time, the human race has not experienced a great conquest, and many things have disappeared in the bloodline inheritance from generation to generation.

The First World War in antiquity laid the foundation for the glory of the Middle Ages.

The First War in ancient times allowed the Terrans after the catastrophe to gain a foothold in the world of mountains and seas.

Antiquity is very far away from the present, so I will not discuss it.

Even at the beginning of ancient times, there have been one hundred and eight epochs, and for every warrior here, it has become an immortal legend.

Qingyang Huan stood very close to the battle platform transformed by the humane purple qi, and felt the resonance from the blood, and his eyes were filled with the picture of rushing and killing.

Rise!

The dragon roared again, waking up many Terran powerhouses who had fallen into stupor, one by one, and only then did they realize that an incomparably magnificent battle platform was already suspended in the sky below Buzhou Mountain.

The battle platform was created by humane purple qi and chaotic airflow, and the constantly tumbling purple qi evolved into a conquest scene of ancient years, making everyone deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

The appearance of the battle platform, whether it was Qingyang Huan, the many ancient clans below, or the powerhouses of the Dongtian Ancient Kingdom, all trembled.

Engraved in the depths of the veins, it seems that in this short period of time, all of them are aroused.

At this moment, in the spiritual world of many strong people, a ray of purple light evolved into a dragon shadow and formed a cage.

Compared with the strong ones, Qingyang Huan is more enlightened, the so-called Fan cage is the silent shackles of war blood, the human race has not had a major expedition for a long time, and the comfort naturally cools the war blood.

Mi Yue's appearance was an introduction, worshiped his own master, directly ignited this introduction, and pushed him to fight with these ancient clan powerhouses in front of him.

In fact, even if there is no human luck behind it, Mi Yue will let the master and these people face each other when she enters the division.

To put it mildly, Miyue is like an incomparable treasure, which has attracted all parties to want to fight, but now the humane luck has infinitely magnified this contradiction, so as to teach these ancient clans a hard lesson.

Rise!

The celestial dragon roared, and the sound went straight to the depths of the soul, as if it had been engraved with eternal years, and it pierced the soul of life at once.

The next moment, the purple qi battle platform was completely condensed, the four corners took the dragon's feet as the pillars of heaven, and each dragon claw derived a divine light, and each divine light opened a magnificent ancient world, deducing the conquest engraved in the years.

The Heavenly Dragon has four legs and nine claws, adding up to a total of thirty-six time and space, and in each time and space, there are countless majestic voices rushing to kill, the banner is fierce, the blood and bones are full of sky, and the blue sky is rendered.

Between heaven and earth, a wave of vicissitudes, grandeur, simplicity and even shocking breath swept away.

It's time to get in!

Call!

The battle platform was up, Qingyang Huan exhaled softly, and the arrow had to be sent on the string.

He stepped out and landed directly on the battle platform, and all the warriors below also felt the suppression from the will of the human race, and understood that this battle platform had to be on it!

"The people of heaven have entered my master's door, and everyone has gathered in Buzhou Mountain, is it to force the palace emperor?"

The voice sounded, not very high-pitched, filled with a steady and restrained atmosphere, transmitted to all directions.

"Presumptuous!"

There was a faint amount of water floating in the loud shout, and if the Nine Styx River washed away time and space, it was like a huge wave of the ocean.

Arctic heavy water cave sky!

The voice was made by an old man, with a gloomy face and a wide robe, on which were inscribed great rivers, each of which was like a real great river, rolling and flowing, crisscrossing and intersecting, deriving the world in the water.

In the Dragon Palace, the eyes of a young warrior evolved the sun and the moon, and the light of his eyes continued to sweep between heaven and earth.

"Is this a crime for the Terrans?"

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The father and son of the Oriental Longbow clan sat cross-legged on the head of the great ape, and the two rounds of the great sun flowed in the eyes of the longbow day, rising and setting at sunset.

"Hmm. ”

Longbow Xingchen looked stunned and wanted to speak, but saw Longbow Sun beside him shaking his head gently.

"Father. ”

"Got it?"

The voice of Longbow Day resounded in the mental world of Longbow Star.

Looking at Longbow Xingchen nodded, Longbow Day bowed slightly, and the waves in his heart were suppressed, and now the Longbow Clan is left with their father and son, in fact, since very early on, the Longbow Clan has become a single bloodline.

The Longbow Clan, which once participated in the creation of the initial will of the human race, has withered to the point where it can no longer wither.

"Understood, I will go to the meeting to fight, no matter whether you win or lose, you should not forget your original intention. ”

"Remember!"

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"The Emperor of Man has condemned him?"

In the ocean of flames in the south, in the totem of the god of fire, a young-looking man, with enough vicissitudes of life to be engraved between his eyebrows, his eyes evolved into the Great Sun Golden Crow, and the other evolved into the flame Vermilion Bird, and at this moment fell on the purple qi battle platform.

"The will is elusive. ”

The appearance of the Purple Qi Battle Platform made many ancient clans and the powerhouses of the Dongtian Ancient Kingdom feel a sense of crisis in their hearts, and in their situation, the things that can still make them feel a sense of crisis are definitely a matter of life and death.

"What is my crime, the will of the clan wants to kill it, and let a junior take action, what does the emperor mean?"

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"You can't either!"

Qing Yang Huan recognized the totem of the Arctic Heavy Water Cave Heaven, a Nine Nether Python, but his eyes fell on the crystal palace above the head of the huge blue kun.

It is rumored in the Shanhai Continent that the genius of the Arctic Hai Clan Cave is the real master under the Polar Starry Sky, and several major caves in the Polar Star world are all respected by the Arctic Hai Clan.

Right now, the old guy jumped out of the heavy water cave, and there was no intention of temptation.

"Today's luck is the battle platform, Qingyang is not talented, the emperor will teach you a lesson, and these juniors who have betrayed the glory of their ancestors will come up and let me beat it." ”