Cultivator In Martial God World

This is a green planet with dense vegetation, fresh and pleasant air, and huge mountains like flood dragon-like rolling ups and downs, extending to the end of the sky.

Passing through the planet's atmosphere, which was visited for the first time, Yang Xuan looked around and finally chose a huge plain and fell down.

next moment, the ears of all Monster Race who have always stood quietly on the spot, suddenly heard a sound that seemed to come from the depths of the blood.

"This is a world that completely belongs to you. Go ahead and create a new civilization for Monster Race."

That is a world that completely belongs to them.

Yang Xuan made the sound of Monster Ancestor with Bloodline Power, then waved his hand to open the gate of Forgotten Land.

The rays of light dissipated, and a new world appeared in front of all Monster Races.

Mountains and rivers show up in front of you one by one.

All Monster Race are stunned, not knowing what to do.

But when they saw Yang Xuan quietly floating in the air, all the anxiety and anxiety in their hearts suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Their god is there, they are there.

This is the creed engraved in the deepest part of the bloodline.

Finally, a butterfly demon flapped its wings and flew out of Forgotten Land first, looking at this New World curiously.

Follow closely from behind, countless Monster Races rushed out, cheering for being integrated into this new world.

Before leaving here, every Monster Race will respectfully kowtow to Yang Xuan three times, thanking Monster Ancestor for their gifts.

They know what they are going to do and why Yang Xuan brought them here.

The command issued by Bloodline Power has been deeply integrated into their in the bones, and at the same time explained everything clearly. There is no need for Yang Xuan to waste any more words.

After watching the last Monster Race walk out of the light gate and merge into the new world, Yang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and then closed the gate of Forgotten Land.

Since then, all Monster Races have moved to the new planet, leaving the Martial God star completely to humans.

Besides, Xiong Wuji, who has left Forgotten Land long ago, has been standing beside Yang Xuan, slowly kneeling in the sky, speechless for a long time.

Although his kneeling posture is not that standard, Yang Xuan already knows what he means.

He is in his own way, thanking Yang Xuan for everything he has done for Monster Race.

"Get up!" Yang Xuan indifferently said: "I know what you are going to say."

Xiong Wuji touched Yang Xuan's feet with his forehead, and muttered, "Master... …"

"Go, the birth of a civilization did not happen overnight. They need a king." Yang Xuan touched Xiong Wuji's huge head and said softly.

"Master, I..." Xiong Wuji's eyes were red.

"The road ahead requires you to go down on your own. I hope that when I come here again, I will see a brilliant civilization."

"Master, I You won't be disappointed." Xiong Wuji said solemnly.

"Your identity as Monster King, I have been integrated into their blood, no one will rebel against you anymore." Yang Xuan indifferently said, his body began to fade, leaving only the last sentence "From now on, this planet will be called the Monster God star."

"You will always be our god." In Xiong Wuji's huge pair of bear eyes, tears finally flowed out.

That is gratitude, that is attachment, respect, and reluctance.

And when he stood up, he knew that the era of Monster Race had arrived.

……

Martial God star, all human beings suddenly discovered that the Monster Race that had been raging had disappeared out of thin air, and the city people belonging to Monster Race went to the building empty and left behind. A lot of resources.

In the beginning, humans were afraid that this was a trick of Monster Race, and did not dare to get involved easily.

But when the news came that Myriad Demons City had become an empty city, they went crazy.

Monster Race disappeared, disappeared, and humanity is no longer threatened.

whole world at peace.

Cheers, screams, one after another.

All human worlds have fallen into a sea of ​​joy.

They didn't know how all this happened. There was scattered news that all the demons in the world were killed by one person.

But more people snort disdainfully and don't believe this statement.

How could it be possible that the powerful Monster Race could be destroyed by one person? This is simply nonsense.

They even believed that it was Monster Race that angered God, and God sent punishment to destroy Monster Race.

"Master doesn't value these. Those of us who do dísciple cannot remain indifferent." Shen Fu said.

"The savior is Immortal Emperor Yang Xuan, not God." Zhu Xinghe said.

"Supreme Elder does not have the same name, but our Yang Family cannot bury the credit of Supreme Elder." Yang Qingshi said.

"This must be done by Immortal Emperor Bai Qi, and only he can do such heaven shaking, earth shattering things." said the proud Martial Dao Grandmaster.

So, at a certain point in time, the truth becomes clear.

"It turned out to be the work of the Immortal Emperor, I'll just say it."

"It turned out to be Immortal Emperor Yang Xuan who rescued Li people from fire and water. God has eyes."

"It's Bai Qi, it turned out to be Demon God Bai Qi, my god, and only he can do this great cause."

"Long live the Imortal Emperor!"

" Long live Demon God!"

"Immortal Emperor is the True God of our human beings. May Immortal Emperor throughout the ages."

So, Great Shen and Immortal Sect pushed the boat along the river and launched a vigorous vigor The creation of gods movement.

Yang Xuan became the only True God of Martial God star, known as Divine Emperor Yang Xuan in history.

Just as a vigorous god-making movement was unfolding, the initiator of this incident, Divine Emperor Yang Xuan, quietly looked at the blue water.

Accurately speaking, he was looking at a certain place in the deepest part of the seabed.

The sea of ​​death.

The place where Xiao Qiao'er finally disappeared.

The divine sense has covered the entire Sea Territory, but there is still no shadow of Xiao Qiao'er.

However, in the deepest part of the sea, in an unremarkable place, he found something that definitely did not belong to this world.

That is a strangely shaped aircraft.

The deep sea.

The very wooden hull is shining under the light of the luminous fish swimming by its side, and there are all kinds of strange patterns on the smooth surface without any seagrass attached.

This aircraft has never been here for more than five years.

Feeling the weak power contained in it, Yang Xuan's eyes flickered.

That turned out to be the power of Martial Dao that was about to dissipate.

But this is not the point. The point is that from the power of this faintly discernable Martial Dao, he also feels a familiar breath.

Xiao Qiao'er!

A strong murderous intention flashed in Yang Xuan's eyes.

He who integrates the character of Heart Demon is definitely not as kind and amiable as his expression looks. When necessary, he will crush the enemy into pieces without the slightest hesitation.

Golden light flashed, and the aircraft that had lost its power protection instantly divided into two, revealing the decoration inside.

The divine sense protruded like a tide, and within a moment, Yang Xuan discovered its strangeness.

The golden light reappeared, and the not very large aircraft suddenly fell apart somewhere, revealing a palm-size metal plate.

Above it, a coordinate message that is about to dissipate is sending out a weak message.

At this time, Yang Xuan's eyes were already extremely cold.

"If Xiao Qiao'er has been harmed in any way, I will let you know what is fear." He paused every word, speaking like ice.

He waved his hand and collected the flight directly into Forgotten Land, he left the sea of ​​death.