Mysterious Human Race Emperor

Like a god opening up a world!

Such as chaos evolves into a universe!

The sound of "Troubled Times" is rolling, spreading all over the world and resounding throughout the universe.

[The Holy Land of Creation opens!At the end of the Holy Land of Creation, the road to immortality can be opened! 】boom! !

The words of "Troubled Times" are undoubtedly equal to the news of a star field explosion and the annihilation of the universe, causing the whole world to boil! ! .

Chapter 20 Huangquan Ocean!

Purple Palace Holy Land.

The sky is shining, the mountain is ancient, and the purple air is coming from the east.

In the secret place of the Holy Land of Zifu, the Holy Master of Zifu sits cross-legged on the white jade lotus platform, his eyes are closed, his beauty is unparalleled, his blue silk is like ink, his body is surrounded by purple clouds, and his whole body emits fairy light, which has a noble aura that is not of the world.

"The end of the Holy Land of Creation? The road to immortality!?"

The voice of "Troubled Times" spread all over the Eight Wastelands. The Holy Master of the Purple Mansion, who was in retreat, opened and closed his divine eyes, the purple awns broke the sky, and the beauty of the world was full of shock, and immediately turned into joy.

Today, she is already at the peak of the leader level, and she is only one step away from the emperor realm!

The difference between the peak of the emperor's realm and the emperor's realm is like a layer of paper. However, the distance of a piece of paper isolates countless geniuses and separates the sky and the earth. It is an insurmountable avenue!

"Elder in the door, set off for the Holy Land of Creation! I, take one step first!"

The voice of the Holy Master of the Purple House resounded like thunder, resounding in the sky above the Holy Land of the Purple House. Immediately, it turned into a brilliant purple light, tore apart the void, and headed for the Holy Land of Creation.

"Yes!"

In the Purple Mansion Holy Land, the powerful people with the background of the leader level were born one after another, full of excitement.

……

Heavenly sanctuary.

It was dark, like chaos.

A huge azure jade plate like a sea lies quietly, on which endless 687 stars are running.

Each star corresponds to the stars in the sky, running a mysterious path of avenues, intertwined, mysterious and profound.

The silhouettes of three white-robed old men are sitting on the jade plate in three directions, as if time and space are still, and there is no strong aura flowing. It seems that they are really just three ordinary old men. This is the performance of returning to nature.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the heavens and stars on the jade plate moved, suddenly collapsed and chaotic, the endless stars were disillusioned, and the scene was amazing, as if the universe was collapsing.

The three white-robed old men raised their eyes at the same time, their eyes filled with horror, and at the same time, the voice of "Troubled Times" sounded.

"Xianlu now, heaven's secret is broken!"

"A catastrophe is about to come! The earth may be destroyed!"

……

Cut the sky to teach.

A piece of black earth carrying endless palace towers, suspended in the sky, exudes a potential to cut off the secrets of heaven.

In the most magnificent black palace, a black-robed figure sat on the throne, looking like a star field, there was a prehistoric aura flowing on him.

Suddenly, the sound of "Troubled Times" sounded.

In the eyes of the black-robed figure, there was a sound of 'bang', and two bright lights suddenly appeared, and immediately disappeared from the seat...

"Is it fortune, is it a catastrophe?"

"I use myself to intercept a secret!"

……

The voice of "Troubled Times" spreads all over the lonely universe!

Countless forces are in full swing, and countless powerhouses are crazy, coming across thousands of miles!

The Holy Land of Creation from all sources.

Shenxia Wandao, endless auspicious colors, immortal light soaring to the sky!

On the splendid and dreamy sea of ​​gods and gods, a splendid ladder emerges out of thin air. At the end of the ladder, there is a vortex that sprays fairy light and covers auspicious clouds, leading to another world.

"Let's go, the end of the ladder is the real Holy Land of Creation."

"Let's go, the end of the ladder is the real Holy Land of Creation."

Even Dongfang Chen, who was about to log into the Holy Land of Creation again, couldn't help but be slightly excited.

In this life, at the end of the Holy Land of Creation, is there a Golden Lotus of Creation?

Can it really be opened to cut off countless Tianjiao's path to immortality?

The three stepped onto the ladder, entered the whirlpool, and broke into another world.

Ten days are empty, the sky is cloudless.

The world is desolate, and all kinds of beasts and birds of prey are rampant.