The Xuanyuan Mansion, which had stood for thousands of years, quietly fell into silence after going through ups and downs and being stabilized by the current head of the family.
The Eastern Spiritual Realm is still the same Eastern Spiritual Realm as before.
It's just a lot more peaceful.
In the mansion, the young man lost a lot of weight, and after many twists and turns, he also matured a lot.
At this moment, the young man stood in the courtyard, looking up at the sky with a calm expression.
"Are you going out again?"
Behind the young man, a woman in luxurious clothes appeared. She hugged the young man with her arms and said softly.
"We have to go out!"
The young man said, "This is the mission of my Xuanyuan family, and it is also my father's last wish. Raise millions of troops and march on the world with horses!"
"But can even a million-strong army make a difference? The soldiers in the Eastern Spirit Realm are too low-level to go to the battlefield!"
The woman said.
"You don't want me to go out?"
The young man spoke calmly.
"No...but my daughter..."
The woman didn't finish her words.
The young man also fell silent.
"If you want to go out, let's go together! Dongling Realm was not originally the hometown of the Xuanyuan family!"
The woman continued.
The young man patted the woman's palm and said, "I dispersed most of the Qinglong's luck and gave it to a million-strong army. After they go out, they will be able to fight!"
"I don't want you to leave the Eastern Spirit Realm. After all, this place is still a peaceful place!"
The woman immediately let go of the young man, "Then you are not allowed to go out either!"
The young man looked helpless.
…
It is still the same stretch of yellow sand that stretches thousands of miles, and the autumn wind blows wildly, causing storms one after another.
In the midst of the flying yellow sand, millions of cavalry stood still, as firm as mountains. Looking from afar, the area was dark and full of domineering power.
And an invincible fighting spirit.
An army of one million... is no longer the army of one million when Xuanyuan Tibing was there.
The Four-Character Camp of Xuanhuang and Heaven and Earth are still there, but they are not the same people as before.
On the yellow sand, millions of cavalry were lined up, but there was no sound, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it made one's heart palpitate.
At this moment, the young man from Xuanyuan Mansion quietly appeared on the general stage.
He was wearing cyan armor, holding Asiu's golden spear in one hand, and holding the Xuanyuan military flag in the other. His expression was as stern as a wild dragon that had been dormant for a thousand years.
His eyes swept over the millions of troops, as if he were inspecting his own people.
Lu Han.
Xuanyuan Han...
He has never conquered the world, but he has long been the uncrowned king of the Eastern Spirit Realm.
He inherited Xuanyuan Tibing's reputation as the God of War, and also inherited Dongling's reputation as the invincible... He was even so powerful that no one knew how powerful he was.
"Our Xuanyuan army has never experienced a real life-and-death battle since the battle in Yin-Yang Valley! However..."
Lu Han's low voice suddenly became louder. He waved the Asiu golden gun in his hand and pointed it directly at the sky, "Just outside the territory of Dongling, the evil tribe has been restored. The land of my human race is suffering from devastation, and countless comrades from the human race are stained with blood.
! Mountains and rivers have collapsed, the sun and moon have lost their light, the world is bleeding and the oars are drifting, and all living beings are in ruins!"
"The evil clan... is the clan of the evil king of Yin-Yang Valley back then!"
"Our Eastern Spiritual Realm is a place to hide from the world, but there are no intact eggs under the overturned nest! With the world in chaos, the flames of war will one day appear in our Eastern Spiritual Realm!"
"For the homeland behind us, for our descendants, I...will fight for it!"
"My ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Po, was the Qinglong tribe of the Zuojia Ming sect under the right sword envoy Tianziying Qianhu... Now the world is at war, and the Ming sect has returned. I am the thirty-third generation descendant of the Xuanyuan clan, and I shall fight for the Ming sect.
, we should fight for the world!"
"When the war started, countless people bled and fell. Every inch of the mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, was stained by our flesh and blood. We were born between heaven and earth, with wives and children above us, and we stayed with our parents, wives and children.
It’s a long-lasting family relationship! Those who don’t want to go out with me can leave quietly when the army sets out!”
Lu Han raised his arms and shouted, his voice echoing in all directions.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
In the vast yellow sand, millions of troops roared in unison, with three blasts of the word "kill", one louder than the last, and one wave higher than the other. The roar shattered the wind and clouds and the thousands of miles of sand.
Lu Han pressed his palm and his voice penetrated the sky:
"The three armies obey orders!"
The million-strong army suddenly became silent.
"If there are parents, wives and children in the family, go out to the ranks; if there is an only son in the family, go out to the ranks; if both father and son are in the army, the father will go out to the ranks; if brothers are both in the army, the younger brothers will go out to the ranks!"
"For the rest, follow me and raise your spear! From the west to Dongling, we will fight bloody battles in the world!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
At this moment, millions of troops roared, shaking the mountains and tsunami, and the torrential fighting spirit swept across the sky.
Millions of troops turned into billowing smoke, following the young man wearing armor and holding a gun in the void, rushing towards Zhulu City!
…
Xuanwu Divine Realm.
Bai Xiaopang has just been stretching for a few days and is ready to find a beautiful young lady for a romantic fight!
result……
Damn Lin Huang, this bitch doesn’t deserve to be a human being.
Bai Xiaopang looked in the direction of Zhulu City, cursed, raised two hammers, and disappeared between heaven and earth, "I don't know how big an official I can be!"
…
Above a vast ocean.
There is a bamboo raft.
The bamboo raft was in the turbulent waves, and seemed to be blown away and overturned at any time as the waves rose and fell.
However, the bamboo raft always stood firmly on the tide.
On the bamboo raft, a young man in black is sitting cross-legged...
Beside him lay a long spear.
The young man in black has a handsome face, but his expression is very calm. Even though he is in the turbulent waves, he remains unmoving, like a calm lake.
"stop!"
At this moment, the young man on the bamboo raft spoke.
Suddenly, in the sea ahead, a huge ancient spirit Kun carrying a bamboo raft emerged from the water. It turned its thousand-foot-long body and looked back at the young man in black.
"I have driven you for so long, and I am leaving today!"
"Meeting you means you and I are destined!"
The young man spoke calmly. He slowly stood up from the bamboo raft and calmly raised the spear.
The moment the young man in black raised his gun, the giant beast in front actually retreated a hundred meters, seeming to be very frightened.
"Forget about the Fourteenth Divine Strategy. You can't learn it. I'll teach you one move, "Marrying Technique", which will be enough for you to control the vast sea in all directions!"
As he spoke, the young man in black threw a piece of jade towards the giant beast in front of him.
Then he stepped forward, and his whole body suddenly jumped into the void. In the vast sea of white waves below, a deep whirlpool suddenly appeared due to the force of the rebound.
…
Qinglong Divine Realm.
Eastern Emperor Territory.
In a small town in the Moye Dynasty, there was a blacksmith shop.
The blacksmith has been opening the door...forging...closing the door...for decades.
There seems to be no change.
However, a man in white appeared not long ago!
He stayed in the blacksmith shop for a while.
Since then, the sound of blacksmithing in the blacksmith shop has become sparse every day.
Until today.
The sound of hammering was completely gone.
At this moment, the shirtless middle-aged man was sitting outside the counter, throwing away the scrap metal around him and drinking wine.
While smacking his lips, he looked outside the room.
Then he shook his head and continued drinking.
After repeating this process several times, the shirtless middle-aged man finally couldn't bear it anymore. He poured all the wine down his throat and smashed the wine bottle with force.
With a wave of his hand, the entire blacksmith shop exploded.
In the next moment, the blacksmith's figure suddenly stood up three inches taller. He was wrapped in battle clothes, and his messy hair was straightened out, revealing a heroic and unruly face.
The blacksmith waved his hand, and the suit of armor that had been hidden in the furnace for thousands of years immediately flew out and lined the middle-aged man's body, making the latter instantly become more motivated to fight.
"Bluish Yellow Spring!"
The middle-aged man stepped on the entrance of the ancient well in the courtyard. He looked at the ancient well and said in an indifferent voice: "Let's go, follow me and kill people!"
Buzz.
Buzzing…
In an instant, a brilliant light rose into the sky from the ancient well.
A silver-white divine spear slowly floated out from the ancient well, screaming incessantly, carrying the whimper that had been silent for thousands of years and the passion to fight in the world again!