Valkyrie

Chapter 881
Above the long sky, when the battle flag with bright characters appeared, all directions shook.

A terrifying murderous aura traversed the universe, entrenched in all directions of the battle flag, like a black dragon fighting wildly, looking down on the world.

Between heaven and earth, a song suddenly sounded:
"The face is dusty, the temples are like frost, who will be the king through the ages!"

"I heard that Zhuzi wears a crown and controls the universe."

"If you don't see the common people die, you will go higher and higher. Forbearance will make the mountains and rivers sink, and you will laugh like crazy."

……

Accompanied by that ancient and murderous war song, the Qingtian Martial House suddenly shook the ground.

I saw countless black lights rushing into the sky suddenly under the aura cliff.

In an instant!
A pitch-black iron army stood under the Sun and Moon Splendid Dragon Banner.

"The sky is dead, and the evil spirits are arrogant!"

"The sun and the moon sink to the west, and all living beings perish!"

"The sky and the earth are vast and boundless through the ages!"

"Give up my body, sprinkle my blood. Throw my head, and erect my corpse! Help the southern sky of the broken pillar, lift the overturned sky!"

……

Between heaven and earth, there are endless battle songs.

And the army under the blood-colored Mingzi battle flag is also complete.

They looked like no more than a thousand people.

But it is a dense piece of darkness, with the atmosphere of swallowing the universe.

Everyone is wearing pitch-black iron armor, holding a spear, murderous, and fighting!

The majestic momentum condensed by the army of thousands of people directly overwhelmed the third division of the temple.

And in the back of the void, there was a commotion in the God Race Silver Feather Army who had been watching the changes.Because, the edge of the army under the blood banner was aimed at them.

—— Zuo Jiaming's remnant army!
The army under the blood flag is led by an old man full of wind and frost.But he is tall and straight, and his eyes are firm.

Even though it is very old.

But he... is still the young man who was full of fighting spirit in the midst of the sky filled with flames.

And in that army.

There are many old people who look like rotten wood.

A middle-aged man with a determined face.

A woman with long hair bound by red tassels.

A young man with bright eyes.

Their eyes had already ignored the army of the third division of Xingtian Temple, and looked at the Silver Feather Army behind them.

Suddenly, the leader's arm trembled, and his spear pointed at the sky!

"kill!"

In the rear, thousands of soldiers shouted in unison and the river roared, causing thousands of miles of wind and clouds to collapse.It even caused a big mountain in Wufu to collapse.

"today!"

The old man under the blood banner suddenly spoke with a thunderous voice, "With our blood, we will declare to the world. Zuojia Mingjiao still exists in the world! The sun rises in the east, and the moon hangs in the sky. Let me wait and open the first chapter of Mingjiao's return." One battle! Immortality—endless!"

When the old man's words fell, the sky and the earth shook.

I saw the phalanx army composed of thousands of people, like a torrent of steel, sweeping across the void, running over the army of the third division of Xingtian Temple, and heading towards the silver feather army of Xuantian God Clan.

……

When the Qingtian Wufu is full of flames of war.

In the ancient Protoss Forbidden Land.

There is a gazebo made of dead wood.

In the gazebo, there is an old man.

No... that's not an old man, that person looks more like a middle-aged man, except that half of his hair is as white as snow.

But the other half of his hair was as black as ink.

The man was holding a scroll, standing in the gazebo, looking up at the sky.A pair of eyes seemed to hide the changes in the universe.

He just looked up at the sky.

Stand for a long time.

Then he smiled contemptuously, "Li Baiyi, I have finally found the remnants of the descendants of the Ming Cult that you had hidden for hundreds of years. Huang Kou, do you really think you can hide the truth and manipulate the world? Without the legacy of the Eleven Kings of Tianji, you Zuo Jia Ming Cult took Why do you rely on you to fight against my Xuantian God Clan?"

……

Unknowable.

Li Baiyi was lying under the big willow tree.

Sleep soundly!

……

In a small mountain village.

When Lin Huang was about to leave, he heard more and more bustling voices outside the courtyard.As for Lin Huang, he also felt a lot of tyrannical aura.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, then walked slowly into the courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt all eyes were directed towards him.Although there is not much murderous intent, it is full of hostility.

The news that Lin Huang and Bei Tangxiu fainted at the entrance of the village has already spread throughout the village.

Everyone naturally knew that Lin Huang was an outsider.

They also knew that this little-known kid had some kind of trick to make Bei Tangxiu faint.

Beitang Xiu...

That is the guardian of the great god in the village.

Sensing everyone's hostility, Lin Huang straightened his back.After taking a deep breath, he walked towards the crowd and wanted to leave the village.

"Can't let him go... kill him!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd spoke, without yelling or agitating, just talking about one thing plainly.

And when the voice fell, the man also walked out.

He was shirtless, and there was still dirt in his feet.Carrying a hoe blocked the way of Lin Huang.

Lin Huang frowned and stepped back.

From the person in front of him, he felt... the realm of a martial saint!
Is this a freak of the village?

Anyone who walks out casually has the realm of a martial saint.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Bei Tangxiu walked out of the room. He glanced at the middle-aged farmer at the gate of the courtyard and said calmly, "Let's all go away!"

"no!"

The middle-aged man carrying the hoe had a stubborn temper, and when he dropped the hoe on his bare feet, he was about to smash Lin Huang's head.

A bang.

Before Lin Huang could make a move, Bei Tangxiu grabbed the hoe, "Can't you hear what I said... Afterwards, I will explain to the old people!"

"In the village, no strangers have ever entered! The ancestors also left a rule that no outsiders are allowed to leave alive!"

Outside the courtyard, a big-armed aunt stood up, she held a spatula in one hand and said, "Beitangxiu, you are so kind as a woman, even worse than my old lady, how can you protect the Great God!"

"Why don't you just sacrifice him to the Great God! Kill two birds with one stone!"

someone suggested.

Bei Tangxiu frowned more and more, and then coughed violently, "When will I, Bei Tangxiu, be able to count?"

"Beitangxiu, even though you are a descendant of Beitang's lineage. But the rules are the rules. We are not targeting anyone in this matter, but following the will of the ancestors. If this son has evil intentions, let everyone Everyone knows this, do you want your Beitang lineage to be completely cut off, and you want all the clansmen in the vast ocean and deep abyss to be buried with you because of your mistake?"

Among the crowd, an old man stood up, leaning on a cane, and tremblingly scolded Bei Tangxiu.Then he went on to say:

"Even if I die, it's nothing. But if the Great God dies, you and I... will become eternal sinners!"

In the courtyard, Lin Huang's mind became more and more tense.

As only a few people fanned the flames, he felt that there were several powerful killing intent rings around him, ready to give him a thunderous blow at any time.

And Bei Tangxiu clenched her fists tightly, her complexion turned blue with anger.

He knew that here, he was not even the leader in name.He just bears the glory of the guardian god on his body.

If Lin Huang were not here, everyone would respect him.

But the appearance of Lin Huang... has touched the rules of the village.

Lin Huang had lost the chance to leave before, but now it is not up to him to completely decide to leave.

"Ugh..."

Just as everyone was confronting each other, an astonishing hiss suddenly sounded in the small mountain village.

That voice was full of pain and violence.

Lin Huang frowned slightly. Hearing the voice, his mind was in a trance for a moment.

"Great God... Great God has recovered!"

Suddenly someone spoke, with surprise on his face.

The people who were paying attention to Lin Huang also changed their expressions at this moment, and looked at the ancestral temple in the mountain village.

Lin Huang's mind moved slightly, and his curiosity became more and more intense.

... What is the great god that everyone talks about?
However, the curiosity in Lin Huang's heart suddenly stopped.Because he heard someone shouting loudly:
"The revival of the Great God will inevitably require soul supplies. Send this kid to the ancestral temple and sacrifice to the Great God!"

(End of this chapter)