Chapter 1553 Under the dragon flag, the battle blood reignites
Chapter 1553 Under the dragon flag, the blood of war reignites
"I am Lin Huang!"
Between heaven and earth, the mighty sound was like thunder and thunder.
"Ancestor Tuoba Fu, learned from Mingjiao Xiao Yishan!"
Above the sky, Lin Huang's figure gradually appeared, just like the powerful men of the four ancient tribes appeared before, covering half of the sky.
On the mainland, countless people raised their heads.
I saw a young man reflected mistyly under the sky. He was wearing the Great Emperor's Bright Light Armor, holding a moment sword, with a cold face and domineering eyes.
"Three thousand years ago, the evil tribe invaded and the world was in chaos! The land of our human race was devastated. Even though Princess Chan worked for the world, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died on the battlefield, Emperor Ai of Ming Dynasty personally led the expedition, and 96 million divine troops buried their bones in the yellow sand.
, countless heroes shed blood!"
"But... the world's collapse is a foregone conclusion!"
"Pity me, the human race of the Sky Continent, for two thousand years of eternal night, the common people are like pigs and dogs, and the heroes have become slaves. The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the light of the sun and the moon is not seen! The candles in the academy and the holy temple are not visible, and the way forward for the human race is not visible. The strong ones rise in the eternal night.
And the bloodshed will not see the future of the human race!"
"For two thousand years, the human race has been like ants!"
"fortunate……"
"Thousands of years ago, there were many ancestors of my Zuojia Ming Sect who were passionate and looked at the common people! They fought against the eternal night, killed the evil tribe, saved the four directions, and controlled the world!"
"Only my Mingjiao, my sword opens the eternal night! Save my human race from the dust of hell for two thousand years!"
"But... when the light of the sun sweeps across the earth, and when the light of the night moon shines on the world! The human race is no longer prostrate, and the evil race is no longer noble! When our ancestors straightened their spines and walked across the continent, they suffered the day of annihilation for our Ming Cult.
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"The great righteousness can be seen in the world. The torrential blood is spread all over the world! In order to seek the future of the human race, our ancestors took off their ribs and used them as torches, but in the end they were filled with hatred and were regarded as demons by the people of this world!"
"Junior Lin Huang, it is extremely difficult for me to realize the hatred of all the heroic spirits in the world during my lifetime. I am truly ashamed!"
"But..."
"Until the evil race is extinct, the human race will not be able to prosper!"
"It was I... who single-handedly released the evil tribe. Members of the Ming Cult should know the reason for this. If we don't fight now, it will be difficult for our human race in Cangqiong Continent to prosper, and our descendants will have to fight! Everything is to avoid wars in future generations and strengthen me.
The immortal will of the human race!”
"Now that the evil clan has emerged, the world will be in trouble. The people will be devastated and blood will flow thousands of miles away!"
"Today, junior Lin Huang has the courage to declare himself the second generation leader of the Ming Cult! If you dare again, please ask me, the Ming Cult, to come out and save the world!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a roaring dragon roar in the sky.
The broken sun-moon embroidered dragon flag that was originally draped on Lin Huang's body was now flying in the void by the black dragon, sweeping across the mountains and rivers over a territory of 300,000 miles. Reflecting in the void, the continent was visible.
This moment...
The war flag was flying, hunting and tearing in the void, like the roar of thousands of soldiers.
The flying and undulating flags are just like the charging army thousands of years ago. It is also like the 96 million Ming Dynasty troops who came forward three thousand years ago!
At this moment, the battle flag flew across the world.
The overwhelming fighting spirit falls from the sky.
On the continent, you can see the flying sun and moon embroidered dragon flag everywhere.
It is so dilapidated, stained with traces of three thousand years of time and battle.
However, it is still rolling and tumbling.
It seems that the blood has not cooled yet.
Countless people looked at the flying flag, and there seemed to be a silent light blooming in their eyes.
Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, a middle-aged man sitting on the top of the mountain looked up at the battle flag that he had not seen for a thousand years and froze his figure. He suppressed his breathing and tried hard to keep himself calm.
However, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, until the mountains and rivers beneath his feet began to shake due to the latter's emotions.
There is an ancient small mountain village, and there is only one last breath left. The old man with gray hair raised his eyelids and originally wanted to take a look at the last human world. But when he opened his eyes and looked at the sun, moon and splendid dragon flags flying between the sky and the earth,
Suddenly he sat up in shock.
Immediately afterwards, he burst into tears.
Just like when he was a boy, when he first stepped into the battlefield, he was frightened to death by the terrible evil tribe. He cried unsatisfactoryly. His voice was old, but he chanted with great excitement:
"Any member of my Mingjiao tribe, any descendant of my human race, who sees my sun, moon, and dragon flags must draw their swords and fight to the death!"
"The sun, moon, and dragon flags are here, and so are my sun, moon, mountains, and rivers! You all, go to hell safely. In this world... I have my Mingjiao!"
"As long as the sun and moon are immortal, the human race will never be destroyed! The dragon flag points to the territory of my human race!"
"Everyone... the place where our Mingjiao Sun and Moon Dragon Banner is located is the restricted area of the evil clan! Today, the evil clan invades our mountains and rivers and slaughters my comrades. What should I do?"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Above the imperial court, the emperor who had been in power for thousands of years was messing around in the palace during the day when he suddenly heard the sound of heaven and earth. He threw on his bed curtain and rushed into the sky, looking at the broken battle flag.
, looking confused.
He suddenly laughed, loudly and wildly, "The emperor of Qianqiu is unparalleled in his charm! But why, he is not as good as holding a halberd for a day!"
The mass graves, which had been silent for thousands of years, began to shake, and suspicious whispers came from within:
"I smell the blood of war, who...is calling me?"
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In the void, Lin Huang's figure never disappeared, and his voice sounded again:
"Hell is empty, the devil is in the world. Dark nights will always follow, when will the dawn come?"
"I hate that the sun and the moon have set in the west, and I hate that the heroes' souls are buried in the loess!"
"I hate to be infamy for eternity, and I hate that it will be difficult for generals to bring shame on you!"
"I will teach you eleven strategies, and I will bury them for thousands of years!"
"I just ask you all the heroic spirits..."
"He shoots an arrow that pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops can meet each other?"
"I would like to ask all the heroes again, if Tuoba's name is given, can the blood of war be rekindled..."
Between heaven and earth, Lin Huang's voice became louder. He walked and paced in the void, his domineering power sweeping across the sky, "Junior Lin Huang is here... I would like to ask all the gentlemen of the Mingjiao Department to fight under the dragon flag.
Burn! Create peace for our human race forever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Huang bowed in the void.
"Outside Zhulu City, there are thousands of miles of yellow sand! The forest is here, waiting for you all. May my Ming Cult make a comeback after a thousand years! May I, the Ming Cult, return to the world and fight again!"
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Between heaven and earth, the sound of Lin Huang was like rolling thunder, shaking the void repeatedly.
The human race and the evil race are all shaking at this moment.
Thousands of years later, the sun and moon embroidered dragon flag reappeared.
Thousands of years later, Mingjiao appears again!!
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On the beacon tower outside Zhulu City, Lin Huang stood proudly on the top of the beacon. He was wearing the Emperor's Bright Light Armor and holding the Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Rider, waiting quietly!
On this day, the world was in great turmoil and the storm was surging!
Cangqiong Continent, Song Family!
After the monstrous aura filled the sky for more than a month, a loud voice suddenly resounded throughout the world:
"Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang!"
"Bringing two books and swords to Mang Mang again!"
"Today the blue clouds are gone, but we are fighting for the mountains and rivers!"
"The Mingjiao Protector Dragon Clan, the Song family, is willing to fight for the world! But I will pour my blood on my soil in exchange for my mountains and rivers remaining the same forever!"
Before he finished speaking, a young man in a green shirt rose up with his feet on a Kunpeng to cover the sky!