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Chapter 1800 Yongzhen Demon

At this moment, Lin Beichen's thoughts went crazy.

The emperor's imperial army sang the "Internationale" version of the war song. Although some words in it have been adapted, the melody and general meaning are almost 100% identical to the "Internationale".

coincide?

Not too possible.

The coincidence of one or two lyrics or the coincidence of a tune is already outrageous.

How can such almost identical things be explained by the word 'coincidence'? :co

So here’s the question?

Why do songs on Earth appear here?

And it was sung from the mouths of the Holy Emperor's Imperial Guards.

Is the Holy Emperor a time traveler?

Or is it that some time traveler appeared in the Holy Emperor's forbidden army, wrote this song, dedicated it to the Emperor, and it was adopted?

But anyway...

They are all related to time travellers.

This discovery made Lin Beichen shocked and happy at the same time.

It's like a person who has been wandering for countless years and has settled down in a foreign country. Suddenly one day he hears the local accent.

If at this time, a person suddenly appeared and said to Lin Beichen: Brother Lin, the seagulls in Qinghai Lake are here again, the wind in Dianchi Lake blows across the Western Mountains, the Three Gorges Dam releases water for the second time, and our country becomes the world's largest economy.

, Taiwan has returned, the snow in the Qilian Mountains has melted, and the peach blossoms in Lanzhou Wuquan Mountain Park have bloomed...

Lin Beichen will definitely burst into tears.

But at this time, the fighting is still going on.

The Forbidden Army showed strong combat effectiveness.

Their strength lies not only in the terror of their individual cultivation, nor in the mystery of their battle formations, but also in their spiritual will, which is tempered like steel and is unshakable.

The war song of the Forbidden Army resounded through the first level of the Prison of All Nations.

Eventually, the original orcs collapsed.

The road has finally come to an end.

The Forbidden Army generals were covered in blood, with blood dripping from their armors.

At this moment, Lin Beichen suddenly understood why their armor was bright red, and also understood where those dense knife marks and sword holes came from.

They are guarding this level.

Guarding the human race at its lowest level.

The primitive orcs here are one of the races in the era of great destruction, a symbol of cruelty and cruelty. It is recorded in many historical records of the human race that the primitive orcs once regarded humans as blood food and slaves, as books and animals, and kept them in captivity at will.

Kill...

Later, the Holy Emperor was born, reversing the tragic situation of the human race, creating the twenty-four bloodline cultivation inheritance, conquering all parties, and defeating countless enemies, which led to the rise of the human race.

The orcs were once one of the great sufferers of the human race.

As the human race has established the strongest empire, the original orcs have long withdrawn from the stage of history. The subsequent war-source orcs, red nightmare orcs, etc. are all their descendants, but most of them no longer dare to openly oppose the human empire...

Unexpectedly, it turned out that the ancestor of the orcs was imprisoned in the Emperor's Temple.

"We can only protect you through the first floor."

The leader of the Forbidden Army looked at everyone and said: "Thank you for your hard work. Your Majesty's tribute must be brought here. It is of great importance."

With that said, he opened the gate of the Heavenly Formation ahead.

In the green mountains and green waters ahead, the void was slowly opened like a door curtain, a black corridor appeared outside the door, and the dim steps spread towards the second floor of the Emperor's Temple.

The fanatical believers carried the fairies and entered the corridor.

Then the door rumbled slowly shut.

"If you see His Majesty, please convey the greetings from the Wind Chime War Department of the Forbidden Army: We have fought for thirty thousand years, and we have no complaints or regrets. I am afraid that I will never see Your Majesty again in this life. I wish Your Majesty a long life!"

"We are willing to shed the last drop of blood to suppress the evil spirits forever!"

The sound came from the crack of the slowly closing door.

Lin Beichen turned around.

He saw that on the other side of the door, the Forbidden Army soldiers took off their armor and hugged it to their chests, revealing their old faces and gray hair.

At this moment, Lin Beichen's heart felt as if something had grabbed it hard.

A general dies in vain, a strong man returns home after ten years.

These geniuses who once traversed the ancient universe, these gods of war who once made countless enemies of the human race fearful, these warriors who defended the glory of the human race and created monuments to the human race... They are old.

But even if they are skinny and old, even if their hair turns gray, they are still guarding here.

Rumble.

The door closed slowly.

Those white-haired Imperial Guards can no longer be seen.

Lin Beichen followed the others and walked along the corridor.

The fanatical believers were silent at this time.

Obviously, Lin Beichen was not the only one who was shocked just now.

Everyone continued to move forward along the corridor.

Soon, we arrived in front of the second stone gate.

It was still the same leader in white who took the key and opened the door to the second floor...

Lilac light shines in from the other side of the door.

A faint demonic aura lingers in the void.

It's a small world again.

A world overflowing with evil spirits.

The moment the door opened, the roar between heaven and earth was heard. The energy fluctuations of the new ancestor-level strongmen's fight rushed towards the face, and the terrifying air current swept the entire small world...

The second floor of the Emperor's Temple.

The second level of the prison of all races.

This is a small world where the void demon source is imprisoned.

"You are here."

A figure wearing broken armor and dragging a broken knife appeared inside the gate. He had only one eye, missing his left arm, gray hair, and skinny bones. The wounds on his body were constantly healing and cracking.

This is a new ancestor level strong man.

Judging from the remains of his armor, he was also part of the Emperor's Imperial Guard.

"The teleportation array on the second floor has been destroyed. Your Majesty's tribute can only be sent there on foot. We have been preparing for this day for a long time, come on."

He looked at Lin Beichen and the others, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took the broken knife and led the way.

The fanatical believers followed behind and moved forward silently.

Purple-black mist shrouded the sky, the sound of fighting came from the distance, streaks of light cut through the sky, and heart-stopping energy explosions and fluctuations continued to come.

"Are the demons imprisoned here?"

Lin Beichen couldn't help but ask.

"It's the First Demon, the creature that was first captured by the void and almost destroyed the entire universe..."

The old forbidden soldier carrying the broken knife answered as he walked.

"In order to ensure that you can pass smoothly, our troops have launched a general attack and have suppressed the First Demon outside the Soul Monument Road. Follow me and you can pass safely."

He said without looking back.

"Are you the commander of the imperial army stationed here?"

Lin Beichen asked again.

"Commander? I'm just an old soldier sharpening my sword. The commander died in battle three thousand years ago. Now the commander-in-chief has been replaced three times... Young man, follow me and don't go astray."

The voice of the old Imperial Guard was very vicissitudes of life, and drops of blood were constantly flowing from the wounds on his body that could not be healed.

At this time, Lin Beichen discovered that on both sides of the road he and others were walking, bright red tombstones were erected, as if they were guardrails, surrounding this path in the wilderness.

The tombstone is nameless.

But there is a broken Imperial Army sword placed in front of the monument.

He instantly understood that under these tombstones, those who were sleeping were the Emperor's Imperial Guards who had died in battle. The fastest Sword Immortal update for you is here, Chapter 1800: Yong Zhen Demon is free to read.:co


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