Watching the Demon Primordial head towards the deeper part of the Burial God Star Domain, Qing Yanghuan rubbed the crystal ball in his hand with his palm.

The secret in this is not small, and it is deeply involved with the Divine Celestial Clan.

Today's demon race is the bloodline of the blood descendants of the primordial heavenly demons, and in the era of the juxtaposition of gods, there are great demon gods, and the gods compete with each other.

It's just that in the age of the gods, the demon god clan was an overly general category and did not form a real race, but even so, the gods still couldn't completely exterminate the demons.

How could the seemingly unscrupulous Demon Primordial really be as reckless as his appearance, after all, the martial arts cultivation has reached such a state, and his mind is so much compared to gold and iron.

The Demon Primordial handed over to himself the secret things that involved the Divine Celestial Clan and the Holy Clan, which naturally had the meaning of causing trouble, but this thing was really useful in his opinion.

Inside are the small actions of the Divine Celestial Clan over the years, such as subduing which small clans in the heavens and even enshrined the positions of many stars in the heavens and the earth.

You must know that in the starry sky today, the twenty-eight constellations of the heavens, no matter how the forces of the human race retreat in the mountains and seas, the division of the heavens and stars still has to take the human race as an example.

The Holy Clan, with the main body of the Divine Heavenly Race, established the Divine Dao Heavenly Court, and even with the purpose of replacing the Divine Monarch of the Heavens and Stars, whether it is true or not, it must be dealt with well.

Once these illusory Star Monarchs are taken away by the Divine Celestial Clan, it will be a big blow to the luck of the human race, perhaps in the eyes of ordinary martial artists, the so-called Star Monarch is fundamentally relying on a dead star, but the stars carry the Dao Fruit recognized by the rules of heaven and earth.

Once the Divine Celestial Race seizes too many Star Monarch positions, the prestige of the human race will inevitably weaken, and it is obvious that the Demon Race does not want to see the Divine Celestial Clan become bigger.

However, what made him wonder was why Mo Yuan gave him this thing, was it because he met him by chance, and he sensed his own strength, so he chose to join forces with him.

At this moment, the warriors of all races who were reluctant to leave in the distance gradually relaxed when they saw the Demon Primordial leaving, but when they saw Qingyang Huan standing in place and did not move, they did not dare to move too far.

The divine light flickered, even if he had killed too many martial artists before, he still couldn't prevent the arrival of the martial artists of the various races of the heavens farther away.

For this, Qingyang Huan had already expected in his heart that the inheritance of the gods, I don't know how it would be inherited, even if it was the kings such as Zhan Tiange and King Linchuan who had entered the temple before, they could only say that they were trying their luck.

There is no such thing as first-come, first-served, and it is not entirely anyone's strength that is strong, it depends on chance.

For the kings of the clans who were constantly flashing with covetous eyes in the distance, Qingyang Huan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but if a human warrior appeared, he would let him enter the temple.

The same race that has a good relationship with the human race, if there is a warrior, it will also be put into the temple.

"Haobo Gaoyi. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Hao. ”

One by one, the warriors hugged their fists in the air from afar, their eyes showed excitement, and without the competition of foreign races, their chances of being able to get the inheritance of the gods were naturally much greater.

The inheritance of the gods in ancient times, a cultivation path with a long longevity compared to the current era of imperial cultivation.

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"How does it feel to be a good person?"

Gu Buxian lay on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

"It's just a low-level god. ”

Qing Yang Huan's response was very bland, after experiencing the deer god, and even the huge god corpse in the Guiru World, Qing Yang Huan really didn't look down on the god tomb in front of him.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't catch the turtle or not the tail, do you understand. ”

The next moment, Gu Buxian felt his head down again, and suddenly screamed.

"I'll give you something. ”

Subsequently, in the spiritual world of Gu Buxian, Qing Yanghuan's voice sounded, and gradually, Gu Buxian's two small purple eyes became brighter and brighter, and even showed great interest, that kind of posture was like fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"Really, it's good to come, the turtle master promises to do it. ”

Gu Buxian kept nodding, but then said: "This matter is empty, how can it be convincing." ”

Thinking slightly, Qing Yanghuan nodded, spread out his palm, and a seal glowing with yellow mixed with purple light appeared in his hand, which was a seal belonging to his Haobo.

Not only that, but a wisp of spiritual will was also imprinted into the seal by him and thrown to Gu Buxian, and suddenly Gu Buxian's four little short legs hugged Haobo's seal.

"You bastard, you did it on purpose. ”

Gu Buxian shouted with a long neck, Qingyang Huan deliberately made the seal bigger than him, making it very difficult for him to hold his four little short legs.

"Go ahead, be careful to be quiet. ”

"All right. ”

put away the Haobo seal, and the small purple eyes of the turtle were spinning.

"Dead ghost, you are the most yin. ”

Gu Buxian flicked his little short legs, his voice deliberately became sharp, and he ran away without a trace, making the slap raised by Qingyang Huan fall into the air.

This little thing.

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In this way, Qingyang Huan stood outside the temple and stayed for three days, and in three days, a total of three kings of different races fell into his hands, and one of them had just stepped into the existence of powerful combat power, which directly shocked the foreign warriors who peeked at the periphery.

During this time, there were no less than 300 human races entering the temple, but unfortunately there was still no news of the inheritance of the gods.

When Qingyang Huan was guarding the tomb of the three-headed and six-armed gods, the four directions of the Burial God Star Domain, there were constantly divine tombs blooming with brilliant divine light.

The Burial God Star Domain is very large, and there are countless stars around it, a star and a god tomb, and even in the void, there are gods and temples, so these open god tombs have not spread quickly throughout the entire star field.

With the passage of time, the news of the opening of the Divine Tombs in the Burial God Star Domain gradually spread, and Qingyang Huan knew that there were more than three Divine Tombs.

The Tomb of the Gods, the last resting place of the ancient gods, turned out to be like an ancient tree on the side of the road, and so many appeared at once, which made him sense a hint of urgency.

However, for many warriors in the heavens, the tomb of the gods is in front of them, the inheritance of the gods is in front of them, and the greed in their eyes has already drowned out all vigilance.

Not only that, with such a sense of urgency, Qing Yanghuan felt more and more mellow, as if blood wine was fermenting, so he was even more reluctant to step into the divine tomb behind him.

At this moment, he was sitting on a huge meteorite thousands of miles away from the Divine Tomb, and the scorching divine light shrouded his body, looking warm.

He stared at the three-headed, six-armed, thick-tailed deity that resembled an ancient samurai, with a tall body, in a form he had ever seen.

In the Terran not Zhou Mountain.

The heavenly soldiers who guard the royal court of the human race are such momentum.

This momentum is not a force, but that demeanor.

This god is a Heavenly Soldier similar to the Buzhou Mountain Terran Heavenly Soldier.

He observed for several days before he came to the conclusion that this was the ancient Heavenly Soldier of the Protoss.

However, with the news coming from all directions, more divine tombs were opened, and the urgency in his heart also turned into vigilance.

The vast burial ground of the gods also began to become turbulent.

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On the fourth day, a sudden divine thunder exploded in the heavens and the earth, just above the head of the idol, as if the gods of heaven had awakened, and there was a sound, and the nine heavens shook together.

The divine qi that originally flowed slowly outside the tomb of the gods was stirred, and wisps of ancient, noble, and majestic aura rose, like a storm, falling from the depths of heaven and earth.

The golden divine glow burst out, accumulating into a divine mist, and then condensed into a divine flower, illuminating the void.

Godhead!

Soon, the warriors in the starry sky in all directions saw an illusory godhead, suspended above the divine tomb like a golden fruit.

More illusory fireworks swirled around the godhead, constantly dancing.

"Who got the Godhead? ”

For a while, all the eyes fell on the tomb of the gods, and streams of light were ejected from the tomb of the gods.

"His grandmother's made wedding dresses for others. ”

Zhan Tiange's body was very embarrassed, and he was blown out of the Divine Tomb, scolding and scolding to look very atmospheric.