Valkyrie

boom.

boom.

boom!
……

The Palace of the Divine King made a sound almost like a roar, causing all the citizens of Mingxi City to express disbelief on their faces.

"What happened?"

The first thing they thought of was that something happened to the Palace of the God King, and a frightening force appeared to shake the Palace of the God King.

However, in the next moment, the blood-red and pitch-black clouds between the sky and the earth cast a curtain of light.

Just like a vast sea, it instantly dispelled the original beam of light from the Divine King Hall.

"This……"

The well-informed god kings stood up. Their strength was extraordinary, and their vision was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Looking at the sea of ​​light in the void, they couldn't help being dumbfounded at the moment.

In that sea of ​​light, even though it reflects an ancient figure.

The figure knelt on one knee, with long blood-stained hair falling down.

The shirt is broken.

Wearing spears.

Behind him, there are continuous bloodstains.

All around him were densely packed corpses.

He knelt down in the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, but he held a blood-stained battle flag in his hand.

The battle flag was damaged, weeping and roaring in the cold wind.

The setting sun in the sky is like blood.

The kneeling figure was exaggerated with incomparable sadness.

"That……"

When a god opened his mouth, he was shocked, but he couldn't say what he said afterwards.

Because they don't know who the man in that picture is.I just feel that the latter is extremely powerful, even though he can't stand on his knees at the moment, but... that slightly curved back gave everyone an inexplicable sense of stalwart.

However, no one knew him.

He seems to be fighting in all directions, and he seems to die in battle.

But...he disappeared in the long river of time!
No one knows.

No one asked.

No one remembered him either.

In the hall of the god king, Qin Zheng suddenly opened his eyes. He looked up at the figure in the sea of ​​light, and his eyes suddenly focused.

He seemed to be awakened from dusty memories, and the light in his eyes became more and more hot.

"It's him……"

When Qin Zheng opened his mouth, he recognized the figure in the picture.

"Lord Qin Zheng!"

Ming Xilan approached Qin Zheng, as if he didn't know the latter's origin, and wanted to get an answer from Qin Zheng.

"His name is... Zantian!"

Ok?
what!
Ming Xilan was puzzled for a moment, then her complexion changed drastically, she stared at Qin Zheng in disbelief, then turned her head to look at the figure in the picture in horror.

"Could it be...that legend is real?"

Ming Xilan asked in disbelief.

Qin Zheng didn't answer Ming Xilan's words, but bowed deeply to the blood-stained figure kneeling on the ground.

"Everyone today should thank this lord for everything he has done. Without him, there would be no human race today!"

Qin Zheng spoke slowly.

"Could it be that the human race really suffered from the tidal catastrophe millions of years ago?"

Ming Xilan still couldn't believe it, but he got an accurate answer from Qin Zheng's expression.

The human race has experienced several tidal catastrophes.

Every time a catastrophe comes, it means the destruction and long rebirth of the human race.

Not once.

however……

In the legend of the human race, millions of years ago, there was a king of gods who rose like a bright moon and sun.

He alone shattered the catastrophe of the tide, and saved the current civilization of the race from being destroyed.

"Do not……"

Qin Zheng shook his head, as if to break the legend, "The tidal catastrophe didn't happen at that time!"

Ming Xilan breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had a deep fear of the tidal catastrophe.

"But he alone directly killed the source of the tidal catastrophe!"

Qin Zheng opened his mouth slowly, directly frightening Ming Xilan's expression.

"Killed the source of the tidal catastrophe..."

Ming Xilan gasped, with disbelief in her eyes.

Qin Zheng lowered his head and glanced at Ming Xilan, then said, "Your realm is not enough, I can't tell you more!"

Ming Xilan: "..."

He is a dignified descendant of the Mingxi God King, and feels that he has been greatly insulted.

"So...that section of the Burial God King that doesn't exist in the history books of the human race really exists?"

Divine King Mingxi was still a little unsure.

"exist!"

Qin Zheng gave an affirmative answer.

At this moment, he was staring at the broken God King in the sea of ​​light, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was not happy with the appearance of the inheritance of the God Burial King.

"Is there... is there anything wrong with it?"

Ming Xilan also discovered the strangeness of Qin Zheng.

"The appearance of the Burial God Record, I don't know if it is good or not..."

Qin Zheng bowed his head, as if he had encountered a very difficult matter.

"What's the point of this?"

Ming Xilan asked.

"Your realm is too low!"

Qin Zheng still spoke.

Ming Xilan suddenly became a little self-contained, as for what... say it twice in a row, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, I, Ming Xilan, am also a shameless person.

Qin Zheng shook his head, then shifted his gaze to the end of the thousands of tombs, the forest waste floating in the air in front of Mingxi's Mausoleum.

At this moment... the sea of ​​light above the nine heavens came out from Lin Huang's body.

For this point, Ming Xilan and Qin Zheng are not too surprised.

After all... Among the younger generation, Lin Huang is the most talented, and it is understandable to be able to inherit the inheritance of the King of the Burial God!

"I asked you to take the inheritance of the god king, but I didn't let you touch that taboo adult!"

Qin Zheng murmured in a low voice, looking at Lin Huang's expression, some hated iron for being weak, and some seemed a little excited.

Compared to the shock of the outside world, Lin Huang, who was immersed in the spiritual sea, was much calmer.

The Divine King Mingxi he had felt had disappeared.

Instead, nine steles appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness!

Among them, eight stone steles are bare, which can be called wordless steles.

On one of the inscriptions, there are dense patterns of cultivation, and those patterns are flowing and extremely complicated.

Lin Huang swept his eyes, and felt that the sea of ​​souls was choppy, and there was a danger of a tsunami.

"The God of Burial, Yongzhen Human Race!"

Lin Huang murmured to himself.

That was when the nine steles appeared in his spiritual sea, the soul's heartfelt induction.It seems...these nine steles should be called by this name!

"The Burial God King..."

Lin Huang murmured to himself, this name suddenly appeared in his mind, but he didn't know who the King of Zantian was?
The name is very bold.

"call……"

Lin Huang took a long breath, withdrew from the soul sea, and ended the inheritance.

There were four heavenly gates before.

Now there are nine more steles.

What is this for?
Next time, there will be no fancy things!
With his hands behind his back, Lin Huang touched the ground lightly with his toes, and a leap appeared in front of Qin Zheng.

When he got close, Lin Huang frowned slightly... It seemed that everyone inside was focused on him.

? ?
"What bad thing did I do again?"

Lin Huang asked Qin Zheng.

"What good have you done?"

Facing Lin Huang, Qin Zheng still maintained Qin Changsheng's easy-going, but still kept a straight face, trying to maintain his majesty.

"Lin Huang... what kind of inheritance did you just say?"

Ji Yaoguang directly appeared in front of Lin Huang with a sliding shovel, and asked in a hurry.

They all saw the astonishing scene just now.

Ji Yaoguang watched with his own eyes that the smile on Xia Yihou's mouth gradually disappeared, and then became serious.What a petite person.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Lin Huang was about to answer, but was interrupted by Qin Zheng.