This giant summoned by the Lord of the Great Hall is a special race under the rule of Heavenly Court. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info has the talent of moving mountains and mountains, and is best at surveying dragon veins and setting up graves. This race was originally a craftsman used by the ancient gods of Heaven to build their own tombs. At that time, although this race could not become gods, their innate strange abilities and racial talents were the favorite kind of dependents of the gods.

Ren Yan's expression moved slightly, and she came to Xun Yi's side in a low voice and said, "This is the Qishan clan, a race created by an innate god in ancient times. Although it is not as strong as the seventy-two tribes of Yuanwa, it is also a race that has been passed down for a long time, and its source comes from the Jianfan era. ”

The primeval gods did not have much desire for life and death, but in ancient times, the gods created creatures with boundless magical powers, but they were inevitably born, old, sick and dead. So he set up a tomb for himself after his death to avoid outsiders from prying eyes.

The Yuanwa clan built seventy-two clans, and now there are two clans listed among the remnants of the Heavenly Emperor, so that the seventy-two clans are honorable. Other ancient gods also built their own dependency races during that time, but most of them have not survived. After several wars in ancient times, one race after another turned to ashes, and even the 72 tribes of Yuanwa were also wiped out.

This is the biggest difference between Heavenly Court and Exotic. The waves of the heavenly court are sweeping the sands, and only a few powerful races have survived, and no new races have been created at present. Exotic lands are constantly multiplying and creating, and there are many races and disputes.

This is the case of the Qishan tribe, in the last years of antiquity, because there was no innate god to suppress the clan movement, and finally died out in the long river of history, and was eliminated by nature. However, the main hall master traveled abroad in his early years, and once found the corpses of the Kushan clan to be resurrected, and there happened to be a few Kushan clansmen around him.

"Chanzu?" Xun Yi was worried: "Everyone in the Yushan clan can move mountains and mountains, what are you ......?"

"Don't worry, it's just a mountain spirit, don't worry. Xun Can's expression was calm, and he stepped into the continent above the jade platform. At this moment, the Shanshan tribesman also entered the mainland.

This one doesn't count the killing, even if the other party is killed, it doesn't matter.

The people of the Qishan tribe are ten feet tall, and with every step, the entire continent shakes with it. In ancient times, the reason why the Kushan tribe rarely gave birth to celestial gods was precisely because their bloodline was too strong. They come from an innate mountain god, born from the bloodline of the mountain god, and are born gods, but unfortunately they can't use their divinity and become gods. However, as long as they give birth to the gods, they definitely have the combat power of the six heavens.

The mountain is like a mountain looking down on Xun Can. He spat out spiritual words like thunder exploding in the continent.

Xun Can plucked out his ears: "Speak human words!" He was calm and calm, in the past hundred years, he had traveled all over Shenzhou, and even went to other regions to find a way to ascend. With experience and vision alone, he is the strongest among the three brothers.

"The eldest brother became a god with the help of Xun Yi's kid's heaven, and the second brother ascended to the god of wealth with the god of wealth. But neither of them has enough combat power and realm to compete with me. For their word does not come from themselves. "Xun Can is confident that as long as he soars, he will immediately become a god, not inferior to the old gods.

In the face of the mountain born in the mountains, he had no fear.

In ancient times, the Heavenly Court adopted the language of the gods as its official language, but each ethnic group had its own unique language. The language spoken by the monks is the language of their people.

Language is a symbol of civilization. The most critical condition for the measurement of a race is civilization and inheritance. The gods created strange things, and it was not a simple matter to truly be able to reproduce themselves and form a civilization that was recognized as a race by the heavenly court.

Dashi Qishan paused for a moment, and then stumbled in Yanhuang: "You admit defeat, I won't kill you." "This Shanshan clan is from ancient times, and he is an honest man, although the hall master asked him to kill Xun Can, he was unwilling to kill.

When Xun Can heard this, he said dumbly: "Okay, for the sake of your kindness, I will leave you a way to live when I turn back." "The mountain master is full of arrogance, why isn't Xun Can like this?

As he spoke, Xun Can quickly showed out the magic weapon. The green jade bamboo cane was a little bit to the mountain master, and the hairs on his body turned into spiritual bamboos. The green bamboo clouds are entangled as chains around the mountain masters.

"Change!" Xun Can blew lightly, casting the spell he had learned from his father, turning the mountain master into a mountain and suppressing it in place.

The hall master's face sank: "The way of heaven and man?"

Xun Can's current realm has almost touched the gods, he has practiced as a qi refiner for a hundred years, touched the threshold of the gods, and then he can achieve feather ascension. The mountain master is very strong, but it is difficult to have a round in the hands of Xun Can.

"The spiritual bamboo in his hand must be a treasure of Tianfu, a treasure flowing from the heavenly realm. Wen Xiangjun had a greedy look on his face and stared at the spiritual bamboo in Xun Can's hand. "This bamboo is surrounded by innate qi, presumably from Taiwei Tian?"

The hall master was silent. Xun Yi is not a child to be afraid, but the potential power of the Xun family is very large. Even after Ji Lingde's death, the three sons also had their own achievements. Not surprisingly, the next three days will be full of gods, which is enough for the Xun family to continue for a thousand years.

Xun Can suppressed the mountain master, walked in the mainland to survey the terrain, and from time to time took the spirit bamboo lightly, repaired the broken spirit veins, and built a blessed land of spirit caves.

Half a day later, the sun shines brightly in the mainland, the fairy mountains are beautiful, the Lingchuan is clear, and the blessed land is full of grass. Caifeng and Yulin shuttled in the spiritual veins of the earth, and bursts of heavenly sounds surrounded the mainland, gradually prompting the mainland to fly to Xun Yi and the others. This continent fragment merged with the fragments originally collected, and at least one-third of the Fengqi Heavenly Kingdom's realm fell into the hands of the Xun Yi family. Of course, the Great Hall Lord had just won several games in a row, and he had also gained one-third of the territory.

Xun Can came to the place where Fang had just sealed the mountain master, and with a knock of the bamboo cane, the mountain rumbled and turned into a human form again.

"I will not fly to the heavenly realm every day, so when the time comes, you will be a wrestler by my side. As he spoke, he knocked on the bamboo cane again, shrunk the mountain master into a clay sculpture and grasped it in his hand: "The hall master, I have accepted." ”

Ling Xiang and the Second Hall Lord were not angry with Xun Can's actions, and the two immediately rushed over from the opposite camp.

At this time, Xun Yu and Xun Huan stepped forward to stop: "Two, the gods are all determined by means. You just beat my child to death, and I didn't say anything. Now if I just capture one of your spirituals, you will break your vows?"

"Let's give them a round. The hall master said leisurely: "The seventh battle has not started yet, so don't worry." ”

The main hall lord restrained the people around him and said to the Xun family: "What is the seventh battle for, I believe you have a guess in your heart." Find someone early, and we'll go straight to war tomorrow. ”

What is the seventh battle compared to? Everyone is not stupid, at this moment, they have already seen the intention of mending the heavenly disk, and the next battle is the great battle that truly reshapes the Fengqi Heavenly Kingdom.

"In the seventh battle, the Heaven Replenishment Disk will inevitably rotate to the Shaking Light Star, and there will be seven people from each side at that time. Yu Zu said, "Yi'er, you may find seven spiritual monks close to the Heavenly Gods by your side?"

"This ......" Xun Yi looked at Meng Han, and Meng Han took out the jade card to contact Cai Shu. After a while, she nodded and said, "Cai Shu said that she was busy with the things in her hands and could come over to help." ”

"Then I can find Aunt Xue. Xun Yi said: "Brother Ming can also do it." As for the others......"

"Take Tan'er. Her strength is good. Xun Can immediately added: "By the way, your mother can also ask for help." ”

Zhao Ying's soul sent the demon star, and if you want to say that the killing method is probably not much weaker than Xun Can.

After the several people summed up, they each went back to find a helper.

Xun Yi returned to the Xun family's old house, and Zhao Ying was chatting with Xun Tan. Seeing Xun Yi returning, the mother and son made love. Then Xun Yi explained his intentions, and Zhao Ying said: "Okay, my mother happens to have nothing to do these days, so I will practice with this matter." By the way, if you can't find anyone else, don't let the ancestors bother, tomorrow the seventh battle will be handled for you. ”

"Does Mother know a master?"

Xun Tan next to him snickered: "Brother, why did you forget the guest who came a few days ago?"

"Guest, someone from the Tenwu Palace?"

Xun Tan shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed to a place behind the old mansion: "You forgot about them." ”

Xun Yi pondered, touched the Sansheng Stone hanging around his neck, and suddenly realized. yes, I almost forgot they were still here. (To be continued.) )