Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, the middle-aged man on the top of the mountain stood quietly for a long time, while the mountains under his feet began to shake and disintegrate.
Until the latter suddenly let out a long roar, he raised his hand in the air, and a golden spear suddenly flew out of the mountains at his feet.
The next moment, the middle-aged man's whole body was full of fighting spirit, and his brows were domineering. He jumped up and suddenly disappeared into the world.
…
In that ancient mountain village, the dying old man laughed generously and spent the rest of his life standing up.
He pushed away his descendants who wanted to support him with one hand, and staggered into the hall. The old man actually jumped up and took down a battle flag from behind the plaque on the beam.
Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Banner.
The dragon flag spread out, revealing the spear wrapped in it.
Looking at the astonished people in the room, the old man sat on the main seat in the hall with a spear in his hand, holding the Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Flag in one hand and the spear in the other.
"I am the flag-bearer of the Xuanzi camp under the leadership of the leader of Xuanwu, Mr. Lu Shenzhou! I have lived for a thousand years, but I, the Mingjiao, have not forgotten it. I never thought that I would be able to see the sun and moon embroidered dragon flag of my Mingjiao in my lifetime!"
"I hate that I'm old, I can't wave the flag to cheer for my human race, I can't march for my fellow kings!"
"Where is my son Fengying?"
In the hall, an equally old man suddenly knelt down.
"Today, my entire Xie family goes out, young and old, to fight for our Mingjiao and our human race! We don't seek success and retirement, but we seek peace in the world!"
"Catch the flag!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he threw out the sun-moon embroidered dragon flag and the spear in his hand.
The old man kneeling on the ground didn't understand martial arts at all, so he was stunned by the shot.
When he looked up, he found that the old man sitting peacefully on the main seat had his eyes closed.
He has a smile on his face.
It also has an immortal and heroic atmosphere.
…
The emperor who had been in power for thousands of years looked at the splendid dragon flag of the sun and moon disappearing in the void and was silent for a long time.
He stood in the void and looked back at his mountains and rivers.
After a long sigh, a strong fighting spirit suddenly burst out in his eyes.
Then, he let out a long roar, like a dragon's roar, which set off the fate of the entire dynasty.
In an instant, the palace exploded, and a fiery red armor suddenly flew out, wrapping the emperor's body piece by piece.
A long spear also emerged from the deep loess, and after the dust dispersed all over it, it revealed an unbearable cold light.
"My order..."
Throughout the dynasty, the mighty voice of the emperor sounded:
"The king of the Four Directions is here to see you immediately! General Tiance, General Shence, the Four Commanders of Heaven and Earth, Xuan Huang, and the ten generals are here to see you immediately!"
"The heads of the three sects and seven sects of the dynasty will enter the capital immediately!"
"The three members of the Imperial family and the seven major worshipers of the Diao Temple will end their retreat immediately!"
"The envoy of the Jinyi Divine Guard, the head of the God of War Department, the Ministry of War, the Department of Dark Nights, and the Judgment Department are here to meet you immediately!"
"Those who belong to the dynasty and are above the realm of Emperor Wu will enter the capital immediately!"
"Those who have listened to the above orders will come to see you immediately. They are extremely urgent! Follow me and return to Mingjiao to help the human race! But anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
"From today on, Prime Minister Wen will supervise the country, and the nine princes will fight with me!"
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In the mass grave that had been silent for thousands of years, when the first sound appeared, it suddenly started to boil.
The sound of sobbing suddenly resounded from the countless silent tombs.
Then, tombs exploded one after another.
The body that had been sleeping for thousands of years began to revive...
One person.
Two people.
Three.
…
When they walked out of the tomb, they were all wearing green armor, holding spears, and formed an automatic formation.
"Everyone... Thousands of years have passed, and the sun and moon, the splendid dragon flag, has reappeared in the world. What should we, the soldiers of the Qinglong Tribe's Dizi Camp, do?"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
At this moment, a mighty sound shook the mass graves. Immediately, a green torrent suddenly swept into the void and headed towards Zhulu City.
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It was a battlefield of bloodshed.
On the battlefield, a young man dressed in plain clothes, holding a wooden sword, stepped forward calmly and calmly through the blood.
As he moved forward, the evil tribes around him fell to the ground.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
No one will survive under the young man's sword.
At this moment, perhaps the young man was tired of killing. He looked up at the sky, then shook his head. The plain robe suddenly rolled up, wrapping the young man and rising into the void.
There is only the voice of the boy left in the world:
"A glass of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes! Li Chunfeng is born, this sword rules the world!"
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On the city wall soaked in battle blood, evil tribes were attacking continuously, like a tide like locusts.
The young man in linen clothes who was originally sitting on the high tower suddenly stood up. As he took the first step, his figure split into three.
In the second step, the figure splits into nine.
In the third step, the figure split into twenty-seven.
Seven steps later, 20,000 figures turned into an army and charged directly towards the hundreds of thousands of evil tribes under the city tower...
Two quarters of an hour later.
On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood.
The young man in sackcloth walking in the center turned his head, glanced at the bloody and broken city tower, and then suddenly stood up.
Twenty thousand figures also swept into the void...
Head to Zhulu City!
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The molten lava is rolling and the flames are boiling.
At the bottom of the volcano, the figure in white that had been sleeping for a long time seemed to have a slight fluctuation.
Faintly, there was the sound of the Suzaku.
In front of the sleeping white man, there was a woman. She looked at the girl in front of her with soft eyes but tears on her face.
She heard it.
I heard.
I heard the roar of the Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Flag!
I felt the breath of renewed fighting blood.
I heard the chirping of the Suzaku.
came back……
She has worked hard for thousands of years and waited for the Mingjiao for thousands of years to come back!
Unfortunately.
Just hateful.
Just sigh.
…
She can no longer get out of this volcano...
She is no longer the Luo Bingxin she used to be.
Even though she walked out, the people she once had were all gone... Lu Shenzhou, Tuoba Fu, Qinglong Radical...
Mingjiao returns.
Things are different and people are different.
The blood of war reignites.
...but it is no longer her youth and passion.
The woman's eyes were filled with tears. She waved her palm and suddenly slapped the girl in front of her to wake her up.
"Master!"
The woman spoke with some confusion in her eyes.
"Go out..."
Luo Bingxin spoke with a smile on her face, "Lin Huang is already outside Zhulu City, summoning the members of the Ming Cult to reignite the battle and fight against the evil clan again!"
With that said, Luo Bingxin handed a token engraved with the Suzaku pattern to Lin Cangxue, "You are my disciple, the second generation leader of the Suzaku Division of the Ming Cult... I don't dare to go out, you get out! Go.
Destroy those evil tribes and let the world see the grace of our Ming Cult. Let the men in this world see the prowess of our Ming Cult women!"
Lin Cangxue took the token and bowed to Luo Bingxin, "The Eight Suzakus will definitely become famous all over the world!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Suzaku in Lin Cangxue's body roared, leading her suddenly across the volcano and into the sky!