Chapter 1567 Under the Order of the Divine Strategy Mansion
Chapter 1567 Under the Order of Shence Mansion
In the void, as Qin Xuance's words fell... the heaven and earth suddenly sounded like thunder.
Streams of snow-white light suddenly tore through the void, coming from nowhere. The stream of light transformed into a snow-white armor in just a few breaths.
Daming Shen Armor!
The armor worn by the emperors of the Ming Dynasty during their personal campaigns.
Its defensive power is not weaker than the ancient immortal body, and if it is combined with the holy body method, it will be even more powerful... With Lin Huang's current physical strength, coupled with the Great Ming Shen Armor, it may be comparable to the physical body of the Great Emperor.
However, on the beacon tower, Lin Huang looked at the Great Emperor's Mingguang Armor without making the slightest move. He patted his sleeves, and the originally somewhat damaged Great Emperor's Mingguang Armor gradually recovered.
Lin Huang waved his hand and moved the Great Ming Shen Armor towards Lin Cangxue.
"I will be stronger if I wear the Emperor's Bright Light Armor!"
Lin Huang spoke calmly, signaling Lin Cangxue to accept the Ming Shen Armor.
Then, Lin Huang stepped into the void, and behind him floated fourteen magical weapons of the Ming Dynasty. They flew through the void and disappeared into the world.
Lin Huang's voice sounded calmly in the void:
"Lin Huang has thanked you all for your support, but I will rely on my own strength to convince you that I am qualified to become the second generation leader of the Ming Cult!"
In the void, Lin Huang didn't say much.
Strength will prove everything. The Mingjiao is back... He only needs to become an invincible banner, and the Mingjiao will continue to fight.
He believed in Qin Xuance for the rest!
"bye!"
In the distance, Xue Tianjun spoke!
On top of thousands of miles of wild sand, millions of troops bowed and bowed. They did not open their mouths to shout, but they still gave people a feeling of passion.
This worship, Mingjiao has a soul!
As long as the soul is immortal, it will continue to fight until death.
In the sky, Linhuang also bowed and returned to Mingjiao Lords.
"make……"
Qin Xuance's voice sounded again.
"The second generation leader of the Qinglong tribe, Xuanyuan Han! May you carry the glory of the Qinglong, sweep across the nine states and eight wastelands, and protect our human race!"
"bye!"
Xue Tianjun spoke.
Mingjiao's million-strong army bowed down and paid homage to Xuanyuan Han, the leader of Qinglong.
"make……"
"The second generation leader of the White Tiger Division, Situ Huangfen! May you take advantage of the bravery of the White Tiger to save the mountains and rivers and shake up my world!"
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"make……"
"The second generation leader of the Suzaku Tribe, Lin Cangxue! May you continue Suzaku's ambition and burn the light of our Mingjiao's holy fire to shine in the sky!"
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"make……"
"The second generation leader of the Xuanwu Tribe, Xiaopang Bai! May you control the power of Xuanwu and rule the vast land of Spring and Autumn forever!"
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"make……"
"The master of Haoran Academy, Song Changling!"
"The owner of the central building, Shang Julu!"
"The radical of the divine calendar, Lin Huang!"
"The leader of Cangyun's Eighteen Riders, Li Chunfeng!"
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In one breath, Qin Xuan made an order out of the desert and decided on the eight divisions of the Ming Cult and the heads of the Central Tower. Among them, the Thirteen Killers of the Ming Cult were not among them!
Our own people don't know who the new generation of Mingjiao's Thirteen Dragon Killers is, and the enemies don't even know.
Even if you know it, there is no need to publicize it.
Then, Qin Xuance spoke again, his voice loud and clear:
"Qing Long Zuo Shi, Bai Chen!"
"The right envoy of Qinglong, Shen Shanhe!"
"White Tiger Left Envoy, Wang Xiao!"
"White Tiger's right envoy, Ye Wushuang!"
"Suzaku Zuo Envoy, Song Hanshan!"
"Suzaku's right envoy, Su Lingshuang!"
"The White Tiger left to chase the wind for hundreds of miles!"
"White Tiger's right envoy, Liu Xuantian!"
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Between heaven and earth, Qin Xuance's voice was like thunder, constantly resounding.
As he issued his orders one after another, the entire Mingjiao organization was once again organized. From then on, the eight tribes of the Mingjiao had leaders.
Even among the millions of Mingjiao followers below, some people have doubts in their hearts.
The newly promoted leaders of the eight tribes are all of the younger generation. Among the Ming Cult, there are still many strong men from thousands of years ago who have returned. Where are their positions?
However, Xue Tianjun did not speak, and no one else could speak either.
Because Xue Tianjun approved it.
If Xue Shuai approves, they approve!
However, Luo Huangquan was a little unhappy. He felt that Cangyun's Eighteen Riders had reappeared in the world. With his level, he should be the leader of the Eighteen Riders.
What happened?
However, even so, Luo Huangquan remained motionless. He was not obsessed with status, but the higher his status, the greater the pressure he would bear.
He is worried about that young man named Li Chunfeng!
However, Qin Xuance in the void didn't seem to notice everyone's thoughts. His voice kept ringing, from the leader to the envoys to the left and right, and then to the captain of ten thousand men!
The Mingjiao establishment returns!
Each of the four tribes of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu has an organizational structure of 90,000.
The millions of troops that Lu Han brought from the Eastern Spirit Realm are still placed in the Qinglong Tribe... So now, the Qinglong Tribe is the most prosperous!
The number of people killed by the Mingjiao Thirteen is unknown.
In the yellow sand desert, only Lin Huang can see that behind the Whirlpool Gate hidden in the void, there are nearly a hundred top Thirteen Killers!
There are thousands of people in Shence Mansion.
However, the Tianji Tower has now been annexed by the Ming Cult, and all the people in the tower will also enter the Shence Mansion!
There are nearly 30,000 people in the central building, but they are all at a low level, and many of them even have no level at all.
There are relatively few people in Haoran Academy, less than a hundred!
Thousands of years ago, the four ancient tribes wiped out the Ming Cult. The most heroic among them were the disciples of Haoran Academy... They died of integrity, died in the world, and died in Haoran!
As for the Divine Calendar Department, there are less than a thousand people.
Back then, the Divine Calendar Department and the Cangyun Eighteen Cavalry were the closest beings to the leader Tuoba Fu. When the four major ancient clans took action against the Ming Cult, the Divine Calendar Department and the Cangyun Eighteen Cavalry were the first to bear the brunt.
Cangyun's Eighteen Riders, plus Luo Huangquan, were only three people.
Now the organization is complete, but the number of people in each department is far from enough and needs constant replenishment!
Only in this way can the glory of Mingjiao be restored.
However, after the establishment was completed, there were still many people who had not yet been divided, such as Xue Tianjun, Luo Huangquan and others. The younger generation had taken their places, and it was difficult for them to be included under the Nine Branches.
There are also people like Li Taixuan and Li Jiangye who actually have nothing to do with the Mingjiao. They appear here out of favor and righteousness. It is not certain whether they can really sneak into the Mingjiao.
And Lin Changtian, in his current state, he is definitely not qualified to be the Supreme Emperor!
For a moment, Lin Huang had a headache.
However, Qin Xuance on the side remained calm. He raised his head and looked at the horizon...
At this moment, the world suddenly became gloomy.
It's like darkness has fallen on the world.
On the yellow sand desert, everyone frowned and suddenly looked up at the sky with something to look at.
Beyond the endless mountains and rivers, a crack seemed to appear in the heaven and earth.
A light appeared in the crack.
That light turned into a huge figure, appeared under the dome, and appeared in the sky above the yellow sand desert...
That's just a projection.
But it seemed to illuminate the whole world, making all Mingjiao members excited.
That projection, wearing a pitch-black robe, was hunting in the void, like a war flag being torn apart.
His black hair is dancing horizontally, his eyebrows are desolate, and his eyes have a domineering look on the world!
That figure stood calmly between heaven and earth, but it seemed to give people the feeling of supporting the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the backbone of the human race for eternity!
"Gentlemen..."
The projection looked down at the world and spoke calmly.
Just listening to the faint shouts made the blood of the Mingjiao tribe below boil. They looked at the majestic figure standing between heaven and earth and could not contain their excitement:
"Xiao Shuai!"
"Xiao Shuai!"
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Atop the beacon fire that filled the sky, Lin Huang looked at the projection and couldn't help but smile.
That's the massacre of people in the Yangjian, that's the left envoy of Mingjiao... Xiao Yishan!