Chapter 68 Remnants of the old days, welcome the envoy of the gods
Even the Snow Guards have never faced such an opponent.
The enemy is invisible, cannot be sensed, and cannot be locked on. The Snow Clan armor that they are proud of is like paper under the opponent's blade.
Coupled with the death of the Snow Guard Captain, this had an extremely huge impact on the entire Snow Guard force.
However, thinking of the warning Lu Changqiu had just issued, these people's hearts became cold.
There is still a glimmer of hope to move forward.
If you retreat, you will definitely die!
So at this moment all the Snow Guards made an action at the same time.
Ten rows were two meters apart at the same time, raising their blades and pointing downwards
Kill fiercely!
The killing move of the military formation.
The speed of the sword's slashing was also too fast to be imagined.
Each of the Phnom Penh Snow Guards, with the bonus of the battle armor, has combat power that surpasses that of [Wolf Envoy].
The Snow Clan's sophisticated armor is their greatest confidence in fighting here.
However, amid the uniform sound of falling knives...
The sound of the tip of the knife cutting into the ice path was heard at the same time, but there was no sound of any cutting into the human body.
But every Snow Guard seemed to feel some kind of cold breath passing by their sides, bringing with them a howling cold wind.
Um?
"fine?"
The Snow Guards looked at each other.
In this hundred-man team, except for the death of Captain Xue, all of them were unscathed?
"No casualties!"
"That enemy..."
The Snow Guards suddenly turned their heads and looked behind them. There was nothing in their sight.
The shallow snow waves disappeared completely after crossing the winding mountain road behind them!
This time there was real fear in their eyes.
The enemy has broken through the mountain gate!
In an instant, Snow Guard raised his hand and fired three flares into the sky.
【emergency!】
On the ice road on the back side of the snow mountain, Lu Changqiu, who was leading people forward, suddenly raised his head.
"Phnom Penh Snow Guard has sounded the alarm!? These losers."
In the angry voice, the second hundred-man guard instantly dispersed and surrounded Lu Changqiu in the center.
Captain Xue of this unit suddenly turned his head.
I saw a faint outline flashing through the wind and snow.
what is that?
This moment of doubt was interrupted by the roar of acting patriarch Lu Changqiu:
"Fighting stance, spread out and block the mountain road!"
Captain Xue's attention was interrupted. When he looked back again, he could still see no trace of anyone.
The Armored Dragon Rider has brought not only shock to the world, but also shock.
After circling the mountain road for thousands of meters, Mu Fan's figure flashed out, and the energy braid re-condensed, breaking away from the high-load invisibility state.
Mu Fan, who was running, looked down at his chest.
Ever since I came to the snowy land, the flickering dragon core has become even hotter!
When the dragon core was embedded in his chest, he felt as if his heart was on fire.
This is completely opposite to the cold breath of nether energy.
When wearing the battle armor, Mu Fan seemed to be able to feel the increasingly violent aura in the dragon core.
Mu Fan raised his head and looked ahead. Deep in the mountains, a huge palace complex sat quietly.
The eyes dyed blue were solemn and indifferent.
At that moment, a sound like the bursting of water bubbles sounded softly in his ears.
A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared above the huge palace!
At this moment, the snowflakes dancing in the sky froze instantly.
…
Lu Hua, an old man from a wealthy family, was standing in front of the Eternal Altar, wearing a white robe and holding a huge crystal scepter, looking up at the sky.
Behind him were a total of three thousand people, arranged in three large square formations.
The huge sacrificial square was filled with countless tributes.
The tributes range from plants and food to gems and minerals... everything.
But they have one common characteristic, that is, they are all original products of the universe, rather than post-processed items.
The other six elders, including Lu Feng, stood behind Lu Hua at the same time, all wearing gorgeous robes.
In the third row behind them was a slim figure dressed in white, as cold as icebergs and snow lotuses.
He looked at the majestic and tall altar with indifferent eyes, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
Twelve maids on each side stood respectfully holding jade plates.
At the edge of the square, Lu Changdong saw his daughter's indifferent expression, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. His fingernails almost dug into his palms, and he lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
This month...
Qingxue called her father when she came back.
I shouted for the second time today.
Lu Qingyu’s life and death are unknown.
He, Lu Changdong, has been the puppet patriarch for so many years... He can't even protect his own daughter...
"What's wrong, Lu Changdong, today is the big day for the arrival of the Son of God, shouldn't you be happy?"
A middle-aged man with an indifferent expression walked up to Lu Changdong, and there was a slight similarity between their eyebrows.
"Second brother."
"Call me Second Deacon." There was no hint of affection in Lu Zhen's words, but looking at Lu Changdong's lonely look at this moment, there was a trace of ridicule and... jealousy in the corner of his mouth.
As a cousin, he gave up the position of clan leader but became a family deacon in charge of real power. Compared with Lu Changdong, who came to power by selling his daughter, he is the winner.
"I want to have a daughter like this. It's too late to be happy. Aren't you happy?" Second Deacon Lu Zhen smiled half-heartedly.
"I'm... happy." Lu Changdong tried his best to put on a smile, but it looked stiff no matter what.
"Very good." Lu Zhen smiled and patted the "former patriarch" on the shoulder, and Shi Shiran walked away. This feeling of power really made him intoxicated.
At this moment, Lu Changdong, the former patriarch who once took charge of the family and enjoyed great fame, seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
At this moment, a black spot suddenly appeared in mid-air, and in an instant it grew into a huge whirlpool, with blue air waves rolling.
At this moment, the light haze emitted by the white gemstones surrounding the entire square reached its peak.
Lu Hua, a wealthy man, narrowed his eyes, and his old eyes flashed with enthusiasm.
A low murmur sounded: "It's been a hundred years... it's been a hundred years..."
"Our Snow Clan has been abandoned for hundreds of years. This time we want to get back the glory of our ancestors."
The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. Lu Hua held a huge crystal scepter and stepped onto the tall Eternal Altar!
Boom, boom, boom.
Every time the scepter collided with the stone surface, a white ripple visible to the naked eye spread out.
A pillar of light began to appear in the center of the altar and suddenly shot into the sky!
When the beam of light submerged into the whirlpool in the sky...
The falling snow suddenly stopped.
The color of the light beam suddenly changed from white to deep cyan!
At this time, Lu Hua had already reached the center of the Eternal Altar, raised the scepter high in his hand, and stabbed it heavily into the center.
The light beam seemed to be pulled apart by some huge force, suddenly widening several times.
The blue vortex in the sky began to surge violently.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
The whole altar began to shake violently!
Buzz!
From the cyan whirlpool, a miniature battleship covered with emerald crystals rushed out!
Then it fell straight down along the cyan light pillar.
With a bang, the miniature spaceship, covered in colored glaze, like a luxurious and exquisite handicraft, sank into the Temple of Heaven nearly half a meter deep.
The light beam disappears and the vortex shrinks.
Three thousand people knelt down at the same time under the altar.
Only the seven elders and Lu Qingxue were still standing.
The rich man Lu Hua saw that the emerald armor on the battleship began to become transparent little by little, revealing the complicated and mysterious dark gold patterns inside.
He narrowed his eyes, stepped forward respectfully, and shouted loudly:
"Lu Hua, an old remnant of Luo Qin Universe, leads the Snow Clan to greet the Lord God Envoy!"
"Welcome to the Lord God Envoy."
The sound was so powerful that the sound surged into the clouds.
boom!
The side door of this miniature battleship, which was only about seven meters long, popped open.
A palm wrapped in green armor rested on the edge of the door frame, and a deep laughter shook the huge square.
"hehe."
"I am very satisfied."
A huge figure nearly three meters tall slowly walked out of the side door of the battleship.
At this moment, the terrifying momentum swept the entire altar along with the cyan light that lit up at the same time!