Guzheng, ancient flute, war drum...

The sounds of many musical instruments emerged, interweaving a passionate war song!

The war song is like weeping and complaining, ethereal and endless, like the sound of a fairy!

At the same time, the entire ancient battlefield in the starry sky was shaking.

The broken weapons in the ancient battlefield are suspended!

And behind these weapons, a figure actually emerged.

These figures are all wearing battle robes. Even if they are stained with blood or damaged, they are still full of fighting spirit!

Their eyes were firm, they held weapons in their hands, and their murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, making many practitioners in the distance tremble with fear.

"Could it be the defending army from three thousand years ago?"

Gao Ping's pupils shrank suddenly. He saw a few familiar figures. Some of them looked like the heroes recorded in ancient books who were of the same era as Yin Yuanwu. He eventually joined the Liuyun Star Defense Force with Yin Yuanwu and died in the Liuyun Star Defense Battle.

"That's right, they are the guards from three thousand years ago!"

Li Shouzhuo stared at a man with tears in his eyes.

He has seen this man many times in the family tree. He is his ancestor and the greatest pride of their lineage.

"Ancestor!"

Not only Li Shouzhuo, but also Liu Yuntao saw a slightly fat man and shouted loudly.

That man is his ancestor. Although he is not very famous in history, he is the greatest man in his heart!

"My ancestors are there!"

Several more practitioners recognized their ancestors and were surprised and happy. They did not expect to see their ancestors again after three thousand years.

"Could it be that none of our ancestors really died, but just like Senior Yin, they left behind a trace of their remnant souls, and now have their remnant souls appeared?"

Many practitioners are excited when they think of this possibility. If this is true, it means that their ancestors may be able to be resurrected through Chen Hao's soul-fixing technique like Yin Yuanwu.

However, Gao Ping shook his head slightly. He stared at the "resurrected" warriors and sighed:

"It's not a remnant soul, it's just a projection of history."

The practitioners who can come to the starry sky are at least in the realm of refining the void, so they naturally know what Gao Pingwei means.

Their ancestors fought and shed blood in this ancient battlefield, thus leaving many traces on this ancient battlefield.

Usually these traces are not easy to find, or even ignored, and no one will pay attention to these traces.

But these traces are of great significance.

When Chen Hao was fighting against the Silver Scaled Jiaoyu Ancestor, the Silver Scaled Jiaoyu Ancestor said that it was pointless for Chen Hao to persist. Chen Hao replied that even if the mountains and rivers were destroyed, the homeland collapsed, and all the people died, he would still

The contributions made by the human race will also be reflected on the broken mountains and rivers, and will be projected again in the future to inspire those who come after.

However, Chen Hao's statement at that time was obviously narrow-minded.

Chen Hao thought that these imprints and traces were only for recording purposes.

But today, Yin Yuanwu told Chen Hao that these brands and traces had another effect.

That's the fight!

The soldiers of the past are reflected in the long river of history and fight again!

When this battle is over, the traces they left in history will fade or even disappear.

Once the traces left in history fade away, they will disappear from this world!

No one will remember them, even the pages that record their heroic deeds, the words on them will disappear and turn into nothingness.

However, Li Shouzhuo and other practitioners did not reprimand Yin Yuanwu.

On the contrary, they all support Yin Yuanwu!

"If the ancestors knew that after they died in battle, the traces of marks left in the long river of time could shine again, they would be very happy."

Li Shouzhuo clenched his fists and forced a smile.

"When our ancestors embarked on the journey to defend Liuyun Star, they should have been mentally prepared, right?"

Liu Yuntao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Maybe after this battle, we will forget the names, appearances and deeds of our ancestors, but we should always remember that there is a group of heroes who used blood and bones to buy us three thousand years of peace!"

Other practitioners also laughed with tears in their eyes.

At this time, Yin Yuanwu waved his golden holy sword and asked coldly:

"Where are the soldiers under my command!"

Those warriors projected from the long river of history all raised their weapons:

"My subordinate is here!"

Yin Yuanwu shouted:

"Where are the war drums?"

A sturdy man walked up to a broken war drum, picked up the drumsticks, and beat the drum vigorously!

The drums became more and more intense, the war songs reached a climax, the impassionedness reached the extreme, and the iron horse was right in front of us!

Yin Yuanwu held a golden holy sword in one hand and waved a broken flag in the other, singing loudly:

"Raise the banner, the floating clouds and soldiers rise!"

Fighting in the starry sky, the vast expanse is stained with blood!

When the beacon smoke disturbs the cavalry, whose willows caress the Qiang flute?

War drums are beating, swords are being polished, iron coats are being polished.

Order troops on the battlefield thousands of miles away, hold silver spears, praise white horses, and hold iron halberds.

Heroes from all directions gathered together, and the cold light shivered through thousands of horses!

The green front unsheathes and turns over the clouds and rain, thunder shakes the sky and the wind and clouds look on with disdain.

The clanking of the armor reached the sky, the golden eagles and silver feathers shot the long bow, and blood stained the starry sky."

The tragic lyrics brought tears to the eyes of Gao Pingwei and others.

At this moment, Gao Pingwei and others seemed to have seen the scene where Yin Yuanwu led his army to fight to the death with the space invaders three thousand years ago!

Their ancestors fought bloody battles to frighten the space invading army, and finally allowed the space invading army to leave, and they also had three thousand years of peace!

"Fight, fight, fight!"

General Yin Yuan placed the bloody flag on a meteorite.

"Fight, fight, fight!"

Veterans also waved their weapons and stood behind Yin Yuanwu. As long as Yin Yuanwu gave an order, they would rush out and fight to the end with the mastermind behind the scenes!

"kill!"

Yin Yuanwu was the first to rush towards the black mist.

"kill!"

The veterans did not die and marched into battle in unison.

Thirty thousand soldiers galloping forward, as if they could make the stars tremble and conquer everything!

The veterans roared, rolled up smoke, and waved their weapons to attack the mastermind in the black mist.

However, before these veterans could get close, they were scattered by the big black hands.

However, the veterans were shaken away and immediately reappeared, rushing towards the mastermind without hesitation.

Veterans never die!

"Raise the banner, the floating clouds and soldiers rise!"

Fighting in the starry sky, the vast expanse is stained with blood and fighting..."

Gao Pingwei's eyes turned red as he sang this formation-breaking song.

The formation-breaking song sounded, and the veterans' combat effectiveness seemed to have been improved, becoming more and more brave, and truly approaching the black mist.

laugh!

A veteran wielded a rusty bronze sword and tore through the black mist.

However, there was nothing in the black mist.

But the next second, black mist surged, and the veteran was shaken away and never appeared again.

At the same time, in many ancient books on Liuyun Star, the written records about the hero "Xu Yongjie" joining the defense army and defending Liuyun Star began to slowly fade and eventually disappeared.

Veteran Xu Yongjie disappeared forever, as if he had never been in this world.
Chapter completed!