Lin Yuan was a little surprised.

It is still unimaginable that the acquired gods are so popular.

Below, with the sacrifice, the human city below called Xuanxiao City has been completely transformed into the Dharma Realm Cave Heaven.

The incense smoke surged into the sky, and the yin was refined, and a powerful god rose slowly from it in the rays of light.

Accompanied by the roaring water light.

Lin Yuan felt that another ray of luck appeared in his Cave Abyss Emperor Seal, and a divine name appeared.

Ziyuan River Hebo.

The prehistoric Ziyuanzhou is the second-rank water palace god. He is in charge of the 150,000-mile waters of Ziyuanzhou, and the yin and yang are withering and flourishing.

Lin Yuan's own luck changed slightly, and Lin Yuan's heart moved slightly.

"In just a few months, he had nothing to ascend to the throne of the gods. What do the emperor think when he saw this?"

Next to him, the Lord Anle was looking at him with a pair of wonderful eyes.

Lord Anle had seen this scene early. From the initial shocking person to the present, he still couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw him again.

"This method focuses on incense, cares about the changes in the power of the mind, and the accumulation!"

Lin Yuan's expression was dull.

Although this Ziyuan Hebo entered the Tao once, he was comparable to other acquired creatures who had been practicing hard for thousands of years.

But in fact, this is not the case.

This Ziyuan Hebo was originally a sage of the human race and a cultivator of the human race. Before entering the clan temple, he had accumulated a lot of merit.

This is why I have the illusion that I have become a god in one day, which is better than other monks for hundreds of years.

Many great scholars in the main world who have cultivated great righteousness have become gods in one day, which are directly comparable to those of earthly immortals.

The mystery of the divine way is mysterious, and there is no exaggeration as imagined!

Hearing this, the Lord of Anle's eyes moved slightly, and he thought to himself that the Emperor of Dongyuan knew the strengths of the acquired divine Tao.

At this moment, Lord Anle suddenly had a pretty face, and a little immortal spiritual light changed in his heart. An extremely lively dragon ball appeared, reflecting the clear water veins of heaven and earth.

At this time, the blue waves are slight!

"It's really a ghost! But the guys from the Witch Clan cannot discover the clues of the human holy land! At least not so fast?"

He thought to himself that the Lord Anle turned his head and looked at Lin Yuan.

"Your Majesty Dongyuan, I suddenly remembered that there is another important thing to go, so I won't accompany you!"

"Your Majesty Anle will go by yourself!"

Lin Yuan glanced at the goddess in surprise.

After Lin Yuan walked off the white-scaled flying boat, a treasure appeared on the white-scaled flying boat, knocking open the sky and disappearing from the spot.

"baffling?"

Lin Yuan was a little weird.

The Lord Anle clearly came for his acquired divine way, why did he leave in a hurry this time?

While thinking, Lin Yuan looked down, and felt slightly, suddenly he saw someone, looking at a huge altar in the giant city below.

At this time, the crowds there were flocking.

Many of them looked at a figure walking towards the huge altar step by step.

This is a burly old man with silver hair. He is tall and straight with his waist and back. His hair is gray and his face is rosy, but his pale cannot be concealed.

It's already the twilight years.

The human race occupied not much territory in the vast prehistoric world, but the practice of the human race became popular, especially after the practice of Taixiao Immortality and Earth Immortality was spread.

But even in such a vast land as the prehistoric world, not every human monk can successfully establish the soul and become a scattered immortal.

Not to mention the immortal immortal.

There is a kind of existence that makes it more difficult to practice!

Lin Yuan saw the vigorous and vigorous human Wang Ziqi in the old man.

This human king stopped at the realm of scattered immortals, and it was only a few years since his life span.

After the sacrificial ceremony was completed, the old-looking king looked at the many new Ziyuan human monks and gods below with a little regret and satisfaction. Finally, he walked into a ancestral temple next to him with regretful eyes.

However, after the king of man and the wise man of man and the wise man of man's ancestors die, they will enter the temple of the ancestors and complete the final handover here.

...

The ancestor temple is not gorgeous, only solemn and solemn. It is surrounded by some divine patterns carved by ancient ancestors, and is equipped with ancient magical figures to suppress the clan temple.

Looking at the ancestor temple, there are brilliant and bright spiritual cards of ancestors.

Xuan Jing closed his eyes and recalled his life. He was born in a small tribe of a human tribe in the East. The life of that tribe was not very good.

It was probably like other tribes, with one meal but not another. Everyone lived on the food they brought back from the dangerous primitive mountain range behind, relying on the small number of hunting team members who had practiced the magical skills.

Such a life is peaceful. Xuan Jing's greatest accomplishment in his life is that he can guard the tribe like the hunting team members in the tribe. At the same time, he also has a small luxury. One day, the tribe members will not be able to endure hunger and not be threatened by the monsters around him.

But Xuan Jing has always thought this was a luxury.

Until one day, this wish was really come true, and the human race outside passed on a lot of new knowledge, the way of collecting, the way of planting, the twenty-four solar terms... There seemed to be earth-shaking changes outside.

With the injured human monk who was accidentally rescued by him, he also brought a Taixiao lineage technique.

Xuan Jing recalled that day and looked at the entire tribe, the cultivation method that only the top human elites could come into contact with, and he was so happy that he could hardly sleep at night.

Later, everything became different. He had enough excellent bones and quickly stood out from the tribe. With that knowledge, he made the tribe become stronger and stronger. Later, he forged the city and became a king of humans.

It all seems like a dream.

But after becoming the human king, he found that his cultivation had slowed down. Soon after, he got the answer from the human holy land. After becoming the human king, he inherited some of the human emperor's dragon energy.

The human emperor dragon energy rejects all methods.

Xuan Jing has made every effort to survive for three thousand years.

Even if it is a god, it is very difficult. Only by subduing the Purple Qi of the Human Emperor can one be qualified to become a human god. But Xuan Jing knows that it is impossible with his qualifications!

But Xuan Jing did not regret it. He had seen millions of mountains in the southern border, many places of practice in the east, all kinds of mystery evolved from magical places, countless names of foreign lands, and other human tribes like stars in the sky, and there were no regrets.

"Maybe, there will be a chance in the next life to re-cultivate the Xuanmen Immortal Path and see the scenery outside the land!"

In his mouth, Xuan Jing closed his eyes. He knew that this was impossible. Only a few innate gods had the hope of living out of the second life. Once a human king like them fell, he would be wiped out and nowhere would exist.

But at this moment, the rich dragon aura of the human emperor suddenly boiled, and lights and shadows in the ancestors' rankings suddenly bloomed, and behind him a figure appeared out of thin air in the ancestors' temple.
Chapter completed!