Chapter 2159 How happy is life, what fear is death?
Cold Light Golden Armor has been recuperating for many years just for this moment.
But when the words fell, the tattered rag in Xuanyuan Xiu's arms suddenly shone with brilliance, like a corner of the scorching sun, with the crystal clear and cold moonlight. It was both full of light and solemn and ancient power. Everything was just
Because he came from 90,000 years ago.
The cold light golden armor is scattered like stars in the sky, and countless rays of light and fire are scattered in Shennong's space. It seems that you have strayed into the fairyland on earth. You can vaguely see the man with golden eyes holding a noble aura, and the murderous intention is hidden in the noble aura.
He quietly prepared to go out, and went to the battlefield in troubled times with a smile.
He is still the same person he was back then, and he is willing to accompany his old master and fight until the end of his life, singing the song of a moth flying into the flame.
Xuanyuan Xiu in his soul body stared at the golden brilliance floating around in Shennong's space, his thin lips slightly opened, and his eyes trembled several times.
After a long moment, he smiled casually and said, "Xiao Zizi, if you don't take me with you when you are risking your life, that would be too unethical."
He was only the founder of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, a vassal state, but as far as the imperial domain was concerned, he volunteered to guard his family and country.
In this battle, no one who is a righteous person or a mighty person can be spared.
There is only war.
Only kill!
Only at the end of the bloody road in darkness are new lights of thousands of houses and the dawn of the rising sun waiting.
Those who go to death will not miss the first ray of light.
"Boom! Boom boom boom!"
Boom! Boom!
Thunder rolls, shaking the martial arts peak.
Black clouds pressed down on the realm, and blood shot into the sky.
The heads of more than a dozen hidden clans, leading countless elite soldiers and super powerful warriors, occupy all directions of the Martial Arts Summit, intending to destroy the Martial Arts Summit.
Chu Yue narrowed her eyes and looked in the direction of the martial arts peak. She waved her long arm and the light surged. The phoenix feather battle robe that symbolized the master of the martial arts temple was immediately draped on her body.
She wants to walk the same path of the past.
She is not alone.
The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, the people in the world, and the countless warriors who are willing to die are all her comrades-in-arms.
Tonight, fight for the top of martial arts.
"Xiao Chu."
Behind him, the old man's familiar voice sounded.
She slowly looked back.
In the dark night, familiar people came one after another.
My grandfather is suffering from a hidden disease and is already old. The medals all over his body are as hot as the blue sun. Under the iron-cold armor, the old man’s life-long passion is hidden.
The lady wore the battle armor of the former commander-in-chief, and the golden crutch in her hand turned into a sharp long sword when she waved it.
My mother is still the Marquis of Zhenbei of Chang'an.
But this time, she fights for the Imperial Domain.
More and more people show up.
Some are familiar and some are unknown.
Behind her, there are countless, countless, countless people.
The Chu army composed of Ziyuan's disciples.
The current commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army Department, Mu Fengming.
Imperial Army Major General Ye Yang.
At this moment, every soldier in the Imperial Army Department had their own headbands wrapped around their heads.
The hair ribbon is flying in the air, just like a wanderer's determination and reluctance to leave his mother when leaving home.
There are no formal flags among the flags, there are all kinds of flags, of all types, but the one thing that remains unchanged is the red word "Chu".
Chu Yue couldn't even count how many people were behind her.
But she knew that there was no one behind her.
All the powerful men from the five divisions of the Imperial Domain who could come have come.
Those who can't make it are on their way.
They want to protect the peak of martial arts in the sky and the sky, and also protect this land.
"We are willing to follow the Emperor of Chu, die at the pinnacle of martial arts, and be buried beyond the sky, so that we can write the picture of the past together. We hope that our descendants will enjoy peace for thousands more years."
The old uncle had gray hair, and his gray eyes under the folds of his skin revealed a will as firm as iron as it shone like thunder. He knelt on one knee, nodded and clasped his fists, and made a high-pitched and majestic sound like a bell!
The dark sea of people all knelt down on one knee.
Or a soldier.
Or civilians.
Or a warrior.
...too many, too many or too many.
They all said in unison: "I am willing to follow Emperor Chu and die in martial arts!"
These eight concise and concise words shook the whole world.
Chu Yue's eyes were red and her throat was sore.
Are you afraid of death?
Don't be afraid!
The bright red lips opened into a perfect smile.
"What a martial artist." Chu Yue said with a smile: "Then, give me a good fight and fight her Wei Meng to the death!"
"Those who invade my imperial territory, abandon my territory, and harm my people shall die!"
While speaking, Chu Yue's figure flew in the air, drawing sharp and beautiful arcs.
Suddenly!
Golden light covered her shirt.
The complete cold light golden armor reappeared on her body.
After spinning.
Both knees are slightly bent.
He leaned down and punched his right arm in the air, as if it had hit a fragile flat ground.
Under the fist, countless lightning bolts suddenly burst open.
The Tai Chi thunder and lightning is filled with the spirit of the God of War, and is covered by a terrifying barrier.
The thunderous light and electricity spread all the way, and then became a ladder to the sky, spreading crazily towards the top of the martial arts as the light flashed.
A little bit of the original energy quickly smeared on the Thunder Road to Heaven, using the cage shape learned from the Temple War to imprison and cover the entire ladder to the sky, making it even stronger and stronger.
"Kill me!"
Chu Yue stood on her tiptoes and soared high into the sky, her sleeves filled with wind and filled with imperial drums.
Hands gather light.
The elf bone and the blood-winged boy who was counting ants turned into two drum hammers and appeared in her hands.
The imperial drum sounded again, playing old war songs and igniting the will of the warriors.
People in heaven and earth can see her dressed in cold light armor and carrying the Divine Sword of Protecting the Country on her back, slamming down against the biting wind.
With the sound of war drums.
Her eyes were dyed a light golden color due to her armor.
At that moment, she descended on the ruined black continent like a god, thundering to guide the direction of the world, and war drums beating to wake up the sleeping soldiers.
Another drum was struck, and the heaven and earth shook together.
The golden lotus bloomed, and all the demons came out of the sky.
The demons ran all the way along the ladder of thunder and lightning.
Wherever it passes, the golden lotus is holy.
One warrior after another, warriors rush towards the sky.
"Kill! Kill!"
"Either Wei Meng dies or I die. Someone has to die at the top of martial arts."
"How dare you bully Wei Meng to bully our mainland!"
"Isn't it just death? I would rather die than be Wei Meng's lackey, rather die than be a puppet of the void. I would rather be a subject of Emperor Chu in the next life."
"Go to your second uncle, grandpa, third cousin, and nephews, and the evil void ghosts, take a bite of my grandfather's spit."
"..."
Thousands of voices echoed through the dark night, like pots of hot water boiling at the same time.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The drums continued to sound, and the golden armor shone.
Li Chengxue, the three disciples from the outside sect, saw this shocking scene and felt great emotions in their hearts.
The sects outside the territory despise the lower continent.
Little did they know that the stubborn will of the warriors of the Imperial Domain was higher than the desire of Heaven.
Li Chengxue stood with her hands behind her hands and sighed: "This trip to the Imperial Domain was not in vain."
"Yes." Li Lingzhu said: "Brother Chengxue, are you afraid of death?"
“What’s the joy of life, and what’s the fear of death?”
Li Chengxue took out a jar of wine, took a big sip, and looked at the woman in white next to him with bright and lively eyes.
Li Lingzhu laughed loudly.
die?
She had forgotten.
The three of them were originally a trio looking for death.