Feng Qingyan looked at the sergeant kneeling in front of him and became a little confused. Did he really have a previous life?
Or in previous lives?
At this time, he did not ask if he had admitted the wrong person, but was curious, if he did not enter reincarnation, could he live forever?
This is more nonsense, right?
Besides, they are already dead.
Feng Qingyan was a little scared at this moment. Since they were already dead, what were they?
ghost?
It doesn't look like a ghost.
He is a majestic ghost emperor, how can he not distinguish between a human and a ghost?
Since it is neither a human nor a ghost, what is it?
Zombies?
On the surface, they look somewhat similar.
But it's definitely not a zombie.
At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little confused as to what these 100,000 sergeants were, or what state they existed in.
Since they are immortal, let’s call them the One Hundred Thousand Immortal Soldiers.
"Why not reincarnation?"
Seal Qingyan Road.
"I, have hatred!"
The black figure suppressed his voice and said, a murderous aura suddenly bursting out of his body, and filled with rolling hatred, "Destroy me with the hatred of Kyushu!"
Kyushu?
Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, it was not the first time he heard "Kyuzhou".
At the foot of Wushan Mountain, he once entered an indescribable mysterious realm and saw the deepest part of the north of the earth.
On that mysterious black line, there stand immortal monuments.
When a monument is erected, there are ancient and vicissitudes of burial sounds: "Bury me under the north of the earth to guard my hometown; my hometown is invisible and can never be forgotten. Bury me above the south of the sky.
Look at my continent; the nine states are invisible, only weeping. The sky is blue, the earth is vast, there is sorrow above the sky and below the earth——"
This burial sound made him feel indescribable sadness.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan felt sad for some reason when he heard the hatred of destroying me in Kyushu.
"I am born as a person of Kyushu, and I will die as a ghost of Kyushu!"
The black figure stood up suddenly, raised his head slightly and looked up at the dark sky, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent.
"I am born as a person of Kyushu, and I will die as a ghost of Kyushu!"
One hundred thousand undead soldiers stood up while roaring.
The roar shook the heaven and the earth.
At this time, not only the swamp shook violently, but also the dark sky was shaking, causing waves of dark winds to rise from the heaven and earth, like gods weeping and ghosts howling, making even the immortals and Buddhas unable to retreat.
"Please also ask our emperor to grant us permission not to enter reincarnation, to live forever, and to allow us to fight for Kyushu forever."
The black figure asked again.
"Please also ask our emperor to grant us permission not to enter reincarnation, to live forever, and to allow us to fight for Kyushu forever."
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers request.
In sadness, Feng Qingyan looked at Hei Chen Tianyu and said slowly: "Permission!"
"Thank you, my emperor!"
"Thank you, my emperor!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers shouted, as if they were really not reincarnated.
"My blood can protect you from reincarnation, and can protect you from death forever." Feng Qingyan retracted his gaze and said, "Don't forget your promise."
Bang bang——
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers knelt down and shouted: "We will never forget you!"
At this time, a drop of blood gushed out from Feng Qingyan's fingertips. The blood surged bigger and bigger, turning into a large blood ball, and then it fell like rain.
One hundred thousand undead soldiers knelt still, letting the blood sprinkle on their bodies.
When they merged into the blood, their bodies seemed to exude an indescribable aura.
"Thank you, my emperor!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers kowtowed.
Feng Qingyan nodded and said, "Don't forget your promise."
"How can you forget the hatred of destroying me in Kyushu?" the black figure said. After saying this, he stood up, and the one hundred thousand undead soldiers behind him stood up one by one.
At this time, the black figure saluted Feng Qingyan, then turned around and stared at the hundred thousand immortal soldiers, shouting: "From now on, you will follow me to conquer the heavens, will you regret it?"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers roared together.
"I fought during my lifetime and will fight after my death. Can I regret it?"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
One hundred thousand undead soldiers have overwhelming fighting spirit.
"Fight with me and you will never be reincarnated. Can you regret it?"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
"not regret!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers regard death as home.
"You guys - do you regret it?"
The black figure stepped onto the huge chariot, and its roar was like rolling thunder, making the heaven and earth shake.
“If you don’t regret it while you’re alive, you won’t regret it even after you die!”
"We swear to follow the general to the death and guard Kyushu forever!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers will not give in until death
"If God does not bless me in Kyushu, we will bless ourselves!"
The black figure pointed angrily at Hechen Tianyu, and a monstrous murderous aura rose into the sky, seeming to kill Tianyu.
"If God does not bless us, we will bless ourselves."
One hundred thousand undead soldiers roared.
"I will keep my homeland again."
The black figure said.
"Whatever!"
One hundred thousand immortal soldiers knelt down.
"My emperor, we are going."
The black figure on the huge chariot suddenly turned around and saluted Feng Qingyan.
Feng Qingyan didn't speak, and the black figure didn't wait for Feng Qingyan to speak. He turned around and looked at the kneeling 100,000 Immortal Soldiers, and pointed forward suddenly with his bronze sword.
A black light shot out, and the sky was immediately torn apart, with a huge crack appearing.
It seems to be a gateway to an unknown world.
"Follow me and kill into the sky."
The black figure pointed forward and yelled angrily.
"Kill to the sky and defend our nine provinces. We will never die in any battle. With my blood, we will defend our nine provinces and forge my immortal military soul. I will not regret it even if I die!"
One hundred thousand undead soldiers roared, reaffirming their vows during their lifetime.
"attack!"
The black figure shouted.
A series of terrifying chariots started to move, heading towards the torn chasm, bursting out with unrivaled momentum. Each of the chariots followed closely, silent at the moment, but full of murderous intent.
See death as home!
When they stepped onto the crack in the sky, one hundred thousand undead soldiers sang——
"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with you. When the king set up an army, he repaired my spear and spear. I share the same enemy with you! How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with you. When the king set up an army, I repaired my spear and halberd, and I worked together with you! How could it be said?
"I have no clothes, so I share the same clothes with you. The king raised his troops and repaired my armor and soldiers. I will go with you!"
The song is ancient and vicissitudes of life, exuding a silent sadness.
Feng Qingyan watched one hundred thousand undead soldiers sing away as if they were dead, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.
Where exactly is Kyushu?
What's worth dying for?
The emperor at the end of the earth is like this, and the hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers in front of him are like this.
At this moment, he thought of the ancient songs he heard at the end of the earth, and sang softly: "Long years, long songs; a drop of bitter wine is a history book; a drop of blood is a monument; look at the vast smoke waves of the ages, listen to
All peoples will sing softly for all eternity..."
well--
He sighed, looked up at Tianyu and said: "Guardian of Jiuzhou, I hope you will survive a hundred battles and never enter reincarnation..."
Speaking of which.
Feng Qingyan, who had been feeling depressed, suddenly woke up, wait, something seems wrong.
Isn't it said that Wu Yi means Qin Feng Wu Yi in "The Book of Songs"?
How can they sing?
Aren't they soldiers from ancient times?
At this time, Feng Qingyan's face was full of doubts, and he felt as if he had seen a ghost. Could it be that the Book of Songs traveled through time?