Hearing this, the Hanging Mountain Lord felt a chill in his heart.

"Honorable envoy, now that the Terrans and the Sea Clan have fought in the East, this Terran war will not have a result in a short period of time, and the Terrans will not easily cause turmoil in other regions at this time. ”

Suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, the lord of the Hanging Mountain spoke up, and the envoy of the Kuafu Divine Clan from Chengdu Zaitian Mountain in front of him was too domineering and hot, and he couldn't tolerate too much exhortation.

"Whether it causes turmoil or not, it's not for other Terrans to decide!" Father Kua's eyes burned with a strong flame, like two blazing suns, patrolling the surrounding void.

"A group born of a descendant, occupying the Great Wilderness Divine Land, do you really think that the heavens are going to revolve around them, and when my Divine Race fully returns, I will definitely return to that ancient Divine Land and reproduce the glory of Shinto!"

"The return of the god can not make any mistakes, this is the great event of my father's divine race, your junior has entered the ancestral land of Chengdu Zaitian Mountain, as long as he has experienced the baptism of the ancestral pool, he will turn into the body of a true god after washing his blood. ”

Suddenly, the heart of the Hanging Mountain Lord tightened again, this was beating him.

The god lord mentioned by the envoy in front of him, he didn't know which one it was, and he hadn't even seen it at all, although the Hanging Mountain was attached to the Kuafu Divine Clan, but in the eyes of the Kuafu Divine Clan, the status was not important.

Every time the Father Divine Clan's war envoy arrives, he doesn't ask the reason at all, it's too domineering.

"Is that chip in your hand real?"

Then, the envoy asked again.

"It's true, when the Great Underworld of the Terran Race collapsed, all kinds of fragments were scattered between the heavens and the earth, and the fragments of time and space in the Great Underworld of the Terran were discovered by me tens of thousands of years ago, but the creation of them was suitable, so it has been carefully guarded in my hands, just for the sake of sudden changes in the future, take it out and trade with the Terrans. ”

As the lord of a great force, the Lord of the Hanging Mountain has been in charge of the Silver Light Giant for a long time.

The relationship between the Silver Light Giant and the entire Giant Clan has long been broken, and it is even still in a hostile state, and it has to make many back-ups in order to pass it on.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and no one could have imagined that in a short period of time, the situation in the heavens would be unpredictable and turbulent.

The immortals and gods are in the world.

The two sacred races of the descendants of the gods are gradually integrating the descendants of the gods scattered throughout the heavens, and they want to replace the gods and establish their own Shinto Heavenly Court.

The Garo tribe is hiding from the West, and secretly does not know what big things are planned, after all, this is a thing that has learned from the past.

At the end of the Middle Ages, the Garo clan shocked time and space as soon as they were born, which made people extremely jealous.

As the descendants of the divine beasts on the other Desolate Divine Land, the demon clan is also planning to welcome the return of the ancient demon emperor and rebuild the demon court.

Compared to these general trends of the heavens, even if the Silver Light Giant's vein was filled in, it wouldn't be able to make much waves, and he had to be careful for the inheritance of his own vein.

The words of the Hanging Mountain Lord fell, and Kua's father glanced at it, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him had such a mind, and he had pressed a secret in his hands for tens of thousands of years.

The desire to survive is very strong.

"You release this ruin, see if the human race can pick it up, it's up to them if it's chaotic, if it doesn't work, this god will take action himself!"

The words of the Father's envoy fell, and the huge figure disappeared from the top of the mountain, leaving only a thunderous sound into the ears of the Hanging Mountain Lord.

The main body of the Hanging Mountain sat in place, not moving for a long time, and the ravines like mountains and rivers rose between the eyebrows, and when he got on the warship of the Kuafu Divine Clan, he could only go all the way to the dark.

The Giant Clan has been united with the Divine Clan, obviously if they really want to deny their ancestors and get rid of the True God and go it alone, the Silver Light Giant Clan and the entire Giant Clan have long had no possibility of easing.

With the remains of an ancient Netherworld, it is difficult to muddy the waters of the Ruined World.

He could only speculate one-sidedly about how much influence the Great Netherworld Ruins had on the Terran God King Palace Master, which was very inaccurate.

The major events of the clan war are not just such speculation, if this were the case, the heavens would not have known how many ethnic groups would have perished and exterminated.

"Forget it. ”

Then, the Lord of the Hanging Mountain got up, he walked towards the outside of the Hanging Mountain, he needed to plan carefully, compared to using a small ruin of the underworld to stir up the water of the ruins, it was too ethereal.

Moreover, the domineering behavior of the Father Divine Clan always made him feel uneasy in his heart.

......

The Divine Wasteland, the Heavenly Land.

This is a very famous suspended continent in the Divine Desolate Domain, with a radius of 100,000 miles, and countless warriors of all races who come and go to the Guiru World gather here.

In the center of this continent, a majestic ancient city lies like a giant beast, and the mountain-like Shique Heavenly Palace undulates like a continuous mountain in the city.

The ancient city was connected to the depths of the void, and there were constantly blue thunderbolts exploding, tearing open the dim sky above, but none of them fell into the city.

In the city, there is a heavenly gate in the middle, which is thousands of zhang high, and the quaint black stone is covered with mottled traces of the years, and there is Qingyang Huan alone on the whole Tianque, and of course there is a turtle not an immortal.

"The life of the True God Clan is not easy right now. ”

Looking at the ancient city, the warriors of all races, dwarves, blood clans, spirit clans, holy clans, human races, and all kinds of strange warriors of different races, are very peaceful with each other.

In this city, there shall be no fighting, but if there is a battle in the city, there will be a battle of death, and the battle will be settled on the battle platform.

If there is a violation, it will be directly suppressed.

After watching for a while, Qingyang Huan withdrew his eyes.

"There are old enemies of the immortal clan, and there are so many unscrupulous descendants, clamoring to be independent, and it is strange that this life can be better. ”

"Are you so sure that the mountain lord of the Hanging Mountain will come to you?"

Gu Buxian glanced at it, and looked at the beast meat on the stone table with a disgusted expression, without any appetite at all.

"It's not easy to take charge of a clan, the Hanging Mountain has been under the control of this Silver Light Giant Emperor for tens of thousands of years, and its power has not diminished over the years, this Hanging Mountain Lord is not simple."

"Okay, what does Master Turtle think you will count?"

"That's you. ”

Knocking on the turtle shell of the turtle immortal, Qingyang Huan responded.

"You calculate that the hanging mountain hair has not found any trace of you and me. ”

"Needless to say, you almost put up a flag and tell everyone that you are a Terran Haobo. ”

Glancing at Qingyang Huan, Gu Buxian said angrily, he and Qingyang Huan did not hide their figures across the Guiru World.

In fact, he originally wanted to hide his figure, but I don't know why Ah Huan changed his mind again.

......

Futian City Lord's Mansion.

In the depths of the majestic palace, an ancient hall surrounded by spiritual trees, in this ancient hall, candles were lit, and the light from the outside world seemed to be unable to shine in at all.

In the center of the gray hall, clusters of black air swirls were intertwined, as if there were countless hazy figures in the entire hall.

A square platform stands in the main hall, the platform is covered with a thin layer of five-colored soil, flashing with a faint multicolored divine light, which is very eye-catching in the dimness.

The five-colored earth is a spiritual object between heaven and earth, and it is one of the spiritual objects that build the king's small world.

Each grain of five-colored soil is glowing with colorful divine light, and it is rumored that only a hundred grains of five-colored soil are needed to create a perfect small world, and there is even a chance to peek into the innate qi.

At this moment, on this square platform, there are thousands of particles of five-colored soil sprinkled on it, and the faint multicolored divine light is intertwined, which is particularly dazzling in the darkness.

In the center of the stone platform, a cracked and mottled stone tablet stands, which is not only dilapidated, but also has blood stains on it that have dried up and turned into black marks.

Sin Ancestor.

The stele was inscribed with two ancient Terran seals, but the five-colored divine light could not dispel the black mist on the stele that covered the seals.

At this moment, under the faint multicolored divine light, a face full of ravines was reflected above the platform.

"Ancestor, when the troubled times come, where will my Futian clan go?"

The old man stood quietly outside the stone platform, looking at the mottled stone tablet in front of him, with a sigh in his eyes.

"The news came back from the Terran side that Buzhou Mountain had rebuilt the Divine King Palace, and the current palace master was a Terran lord in the Guiru world. ”

"When the Great Hades was shattered, the ancestors were in ......"

"The head of the house, the lord of the hanging mountain is here. ”

"Hanging Mountain Lord?"

"What is he here for?"

At this moment, a voice entered the main hall, interrupting the old figure's contemplation, and then he restrained his momentum.

"Where. ”

"The front hall. ”

The outside of the City Lord's Mansion is not as majestic as imagined, the grass and trees are verdant, and the stone pavilions and stone chairs carved by bluestone polishing are scattered, like dotted with stars.

in the main hall.

The Hanging Mountain Lord sat on the stone chair below, his eyes were not necessarily silent, even if he tried his best to restrain his qi, there was still an invisible majesty permeating.

Suddenly, the eyes of the hanging mountain lord opened and closed, and his divine light flashed.

"Brother Fu Tian, this emperor has come to congratulate you, the human race will be prosperous, I am afraid that it will not be long before Brother Fu Tian will be able to return to the clan. ”

Fu Tian's figure appeared on the main seat, with white hair hanging down, his face was vicissitudes, and his momentum did not look heavy. On the contrary, there is an atmosphere of old and twilight.

He squinted his eyes at the Hanging Mountain Lord in front of him, Fu Tianlu and Hanging Mountain were both in the Divine Desolate Domain, and they had dealt with each other for a long time.

But it hasn't reached the point where the Hanging Mountain Lord is so familiar, and this one is weird today.

"Brother Yinguang hasn't seen him for a long time, and he is still as imposing as a rainbow. ”

I don't know what the Hanging Mountain Lord means, Fu Tianque suppressed the doubts in his heart and complimented him.

Seeing that Fu Tian did not answer his words, the Hanging Mountain Lord secretly scolded the old fox in his heart, the relationship between the Hanging Mountain and the Fu Tian clan is indeed not good or bad, it should be said that they do not provoke each other.

In the eyes of many warriors in Guiru, the Futian clan is a sin clan that escaped from the human race, occupying a place of inheritance on the Futian Continent, in addition to this, this family is very low-key, and has never been involved in the competition in the Guiru world.

"How is time and space chaotic, as the lord of the Hanging Mountain, this emperor also has to think about the clansmen. ”

Without covering up, the Hanging Mountain Lord said loudly: "The Futian clan has been looking for something in the Guiru World all these years, and this emperor has also heard about it, and it just so happened that he just got a message not long ago, and he wanted to be useful to Brother Futian, so he came to inform him." ”

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