Valkyrie

Chapter 129 Axiu Golden Spear
The seventh floor of Wanbao Building is a little dark because there is no light inside.But it is also brilliant enough, because there is Axiu Golden Spear in it.

In fact, Axiu's Divine Spear is very ordinary, it just hovers in the void.

One foot long!

The point of the gun is one and a half feet.

The gun is gold!

A cyan blue dragon pattern is coiled on the gun, the dragon's tail goes down to the end of the gun, the dragon's head spits out the gun head, and the eyes on the dragon's head are deep, staring at the enemy that does not exist at the moment.

The so-called golden gun, the texture should be more delicate and delicate.But it can't be seen on this gun. The lines on the gun body are mottled, and there is a bit of madness.

And the blue dragon pattern is even more dross.It looks blue-black, like the color of dried blood in the gully of the pattern.

On the body of the gun near the tip of the gun, there is an ancient seal character 'Xiu', the handwriting is gentle and beautiful, just like the meaning of this word.

Ever since Lu Han called out the word 'good', Axiu Golden Spear has been very quiet. Although she has a golden torso, it is not as dazzling as imagined.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as low-key.

This is an ordinary golden gun that looks like the word "Xiu" is engraved on it and a blue dragon is painted on it.

But the four people in the room saw something different.

What Xuanyuan Lihen and Zhou Guanshi saw were ten thousand zhang mountains with overwhelming power.Between the sky, the earth, and the clouds, a blue dragon looks down on the world of Kyushu, its eyes despise all living beings, just like the overlord of the sky and the earth.

Between the roar of the green dragon, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the wind and clouds were turbulent...

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Zhou Guanshi's mouth.

Xuanyuan Lihen passed out immediately!

But what Lin Huang saw... was a battlefield of fighting that spanned thousands of miles.

The mountains and rivers are cracked, and the earth is broken!
The tens of thousands of miles of battlefield are soaked with thick blood, like rivers of all sizes.

There were piles of bloody and bloody corpses emitting a stench, as well as the corpses of countless monsters and broken banners.

On the battlefield, there are still countless strong men fighting!

Black clothes, black armour, and black flags, a dense mass of black.Tens of thousands of frosty weapons, in the bloody wind, exude bursts of murderous intent.

The gold-clothed, golden-armored, and golden-flag stands high above the clouds, and it is so vast and brilliant in the dark night. It is holy and inviolable like the holy legion that descended on the world.

In an instant, a fierce battle broke out.

The black flag formed a torrent of killing, heading towards the golden army in an invincible manner, mighty and mighty, fearless of death!
That golden legion really descended like a kingdom of gods, carrying the brilliant power of heaven, cruelly suppressing those ugly and lowly black flag legions with supremely holy means.

The mountains are collapsing!

The river stopped flowing.

Void Shock!

The stars shake down.

The total number of legions on both sides was only a few hundred thousand, but the brutal killing caused the mountains and rivers to shake, and the sky was turned upside down.

That's no legion battle for mortals!

The strength displayed by everyone is above the Martial Emperor.

Martial Emperor...that is a more terrifying existence than Martial King.

However, the Emperor Wu, who had tens of thousands of people, fought in an army formation, which can be called using the heaven and the earth as the battlefield, and the mountains and rivers as the shield.

Feeling what he saw, Lin Huang was extremely shocked, "One hundred thousand martial emperors fight each other, what a terrifying force, what a monstrous hatred, what a tragic battle!"

Lin Huang saw the formation of mountains and rivers.

I saw someone turning into a sea of ​​flames.

Someone charged with thunder.

He saw many powerful martial spirits, some with flowers blooming on the other side, some with a thousand miles, some with a moon and soaring, and some with millions of soldiers...

Lin Huang also saw the Iron Horse Binghe Yanyue Spear, Lu Han's current Wuhun.

The man with this martial spirit is on the side of the black flag.Holding the golden gun in his hand, like a mad bull, he rushed towards the golden army with the momentum of mountains and rivers collapsing.

The golden gun in his hand was faintly surrounded by green dragons, it was the soldier's soul of the golden gun.

And that golden gun is exactly the same as that of Wanbao Building.

Besides the golden gun, Lin Huang also saw another weapon, which made his mood fluctuate even more.

It's the Suppressing Demon Knife!

In contrast, the Suppressing Demon Knife is not as dazzling as the golden gun. His master followed behind the master of the golden gun, fearless to death, and died generously like the irreversible death of the Great East River!
The entire body of the Suppressing Demon Knife is also surrounded by green dragons. The green dragon comes from the green dragon pattern on the Suppressing Demon Knife.

Not only that...

Tens of thousands of black flag troops, every weapon is surrounded by the soul of Qinglong soldiers.It seems that the green dragon is the belief and soul of the Black Banner Army!
however……

The Black Banner Army was finally defeated!
After a crushing defeat, the heads of tens of thousands of people were chopped off one by one, and they were strung together to form a bracelet of Buddhist beads with a length of hundreds of feet. They were piled together to form a hill, and a mountain peak was hung.

Those heads had their eyes wide open from beginning to end, and none of them closed them!
The blood-stained battlefield of thousands of miles finally turned into eternal silence, and became the burial place of tens of thousands of emperors. Only the dark vultures flew in waves, and flew away in waves...

In the end, the last black flag erected on the wasteland also fell down.

Lin Huang really wanted to see the lines of the black flag and the handwriting on the lines, but the black flag was finally torn and weathered by the wind, and buried in the blood-soaked ground.

In the Wanbao Building, Lin Huang's eyes gradually cleared up.I don't know why his heart was agitated, as if he was crushed by a boulder or a mountain peak, which made him breathless, and made him feel an inexplicable grief...

He wanted to close those heads with open eyes one by one!

Lin Huang looked at Axiu's Golden Spear in front of him, holding the Suppressing Demon Knife in his hand, speechless, his thoughts numb.He didn't know whether what he was seeing was an illusion or something that actually happened.

A battle of hundreds of thousands of emperors!

The heads of the mountains are hung.

Lin Huang did not dare to imagine such a thing, nor could he imagine it.

……

On the seventh floor of the Wanbao Building, it suddenly became a little sad, and it was an extremely strong sadness.

Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Lu Han stretching out his hand, and slowly and tremblingly moving towards Axiu's golden gun. On his dark face, there were happiness, excitement, anger, and deep-seated sadness.

What the latter see is quite different from the forest waste.

Lu Han saw a little boy who was only six or seven years old, but only four feet tall, but he was waving a ten-foot-long golden gun, which looked very funny.

However, the little boy waved it extremely seriously and meticulously.

The little boy's face was covered with sweat, but it couldn't cover his fair skin.With thin lips, sword-shaped eyebrows, and firm eyes, she always looks a bit mature.

The little boy looks very similar to Lu Han, except that Lu Han is as dark as a lump of charcoal.

When he saw the little boy wielding a golden gun, Lu Han's eyes were a little rosy, and a sour feeling hit his heart.

Afterwards, Lu Han let out a terrified cry, "No!"

Lin Huang frowned, only to find that Lu Han's eyebrows were twisted in one place, his fists were clenched tightly, and there was panic and anger in his eyes.

Under the night sky, Lu Han saw that the little boy holding the gun had his head crushed by someone's palm. The palm seemed to come from the sky, domineering and powerful, and then disappeared suddenly.

In the courtyard, the little boy had long since lost his life force, blood was all over the courtyard, but he was tightly hugging the golden gun in his arms.

Then two figures appeared in the courtyard, a man in pitch-black armor, as majestic as an iron tower, with an incomparably fierce and domineering face carved by a knife.

There is also a woman, not particularly beautiful, but very gentle at first glance, wearing a light blue lotus dress, like a clear lotus in the water.

Looking at the dying little boy in the courtyard, the woman burst into tears with a whoosh. There was no trace of blood on her beautiful face, and her clear eyes were full of despair, as if she had lost all the sunshine in her life.

The woman threw herself in front of the little boy, knelt in the pool of blood, hugged the little boy who was a lump of shredded flesh, and called the little boy's baby name heart-piercingly, like crazy.

Behind the woman, the man with the iron tower swayed violently, but he didn't move a single step, and there was only endless anger on his domineering face, so angry that all the iron armor on his body was turned into dust.

The man stepped on the little boy's blood and hugged the woman tightly in his arms, only to find that the woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, her face was pale and despaired, heartbroken despair!

"revenge!"

In the world, no matter how gentle a woman is, once she loses the most important thing in her life, she will turn into a vengeful Rakshasa and pay with blood.

"not now!"

The man caressed the woman's cheek, his deep eyebrows were knit together, and his deep voice was like a bound tiger, "Only by stepping into the Marquis Wu realm can there be hope!"

"how long?"

The woman raised her pale face and looked at the man in front of her expectantly.

"Three years!"

The man's eyes were sharp, "Three years later, I will make that mountain red with blood, and no dog will be left behind!"

"Three years...you want three years...hahaha..."

Hearing the man's answer, the woman suddenly gave a crazy smile, "You want Qiuqiu to never rest in peace for three years, and you want Qiuqiu to tell his mother in his dreams every night that he is lying in a cold place alone ?"

"One year!"

Looking at the woman who had long lost her mind, the man gritted his teeth, and said in pity and pain.

"I want today!"

In the courtyard under the night, the woman roared frantically, "You have that golden gun, why can't it be today! You are in charge of an army of millions, why can't it be today!"

"The soul of the golden gun is dead, and it is difficult for an army of one million to kill dozens of Marquis Wu!"

The man explained weakly, his heart felt like a needle pricking him, he felt the deep humiliation, the revenge of killing his son could not be repaid overnight, which made him feel his own incompetence.

Especially him who has always been proud.

"Then awaken the soul of the golden spear!"

The woman's face was stubborn, her face as pale as paper was full of determination.

"I can't wake up!"

The man stared at the woman in front of him and shook his head in affirmation.

"You know how to wake it up, but you don't know that I also know how to wake it up!"

The woman looked persistently at her husband in front of her, a sad smile appeared on the corner of her bloody mouth, "When you first saw me, you should have killed me as a sacrifice to wake up the soul of Yanyue's golden gun."

"You shouldn't be in love with me!"

"We have been together for ten years, I am very happy!"

The woman raised her head, looked at the man in front of her, and murmured with tears in her eyes. Her beautiful face had a smile that was indifferent to life and death, as if she was saying goodbye to the man:
"You are a good man, but not a good father!"

"Your family's nine veins are single, you have your own mission, and the mission requires a golden gun."

"Revenge also needs a golden gun!"

"I want to accompany Qiuqiu!"

The woman hugged the little boy in her arms, her eyes were full of tenderness, her voice was filled with pity and despair.

……

That night.

that city!

There was a roar like a mad dragon.

The sky records the secrets of the sky, and the northern Yan calendar, the seventh day of April in the third year of Huangtu, heavy rain!
Xuanyuan raised millions of soldiers on the battlefield, with the heaven and earth Xuanhuang as the front, and millions of cavalry as spears, and immediately Dong Xuanzong.It only took half a quarter of an hour, and Dongxuanzong did not leave chickens or dogs behind, and not a single blade of grass grew...

Afterwards, a rustling golden gun appeared in the East Spirit Realm, and the word Xiu was written on the golden gun.

It's called Axiu Golden Spear!

　Anyway, I think the name Axiu Golden Spear sounds nice...

　　
　
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