Lingxian Zhenjun

The stars all over the sky, each representing a hero who once ruled the world, or the Yin God who maintained the order of reincarnation and roamed the world, appeared overwhelmingly through the withered carvings on Wu Guzhu's body.

The terrifying power instantly confronted the divine power of these nine gods. Looking at the star-like figures in the sky, Mars and other gods subconsciously took two steps back.

Without any words or expressions, the shock of this moment can no longer be expressed.

next moment.

There was a burst of "Kill!", and the explosive voice resounded through the hills. In the ocean of stars, a star lit up. It was a general riding a black horse with a leopard head and eyes around him. Zhang Ba Snake Lance leaped out of the horse, with a violent sound of breaking the wind, and rushed forward. The spear was blocked by the blue and black long sword in Mars's hand, and his figure quickly disappeared from sight and turned into nothingness.

However, what resounded in the ears of the gods was the sound and picture of the golden horse and the iron horse.

In the field of vision, I can see Chen Yuan smiling. Behind him, in the air on the left and right, are countless ancient generals surging out, brandishing different weapons, with ferocious faces, or solemn majesty, stepping on iron hoofs to form a torrent sweeping towards them come.

There are many famous ministers and generals among them, and there are many healthy and heroic men.

"The manager has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Cao, who was holding a sword and dancing with a lance, steered his horse to gallop, and a long lance fell down, bringing the crisp sound of metal and iron clashing.

"Hu Ren'an dares to be presumptuous, Wei Qing builds an iron wall to block it!"

The fluttering red tassels, the four-sided Han swords on the galloping horse swung down.

"I entrusted to Hu'er, I've changed my mind now!" Ran Min jumped on the horse, and the two-edged spear crashed into the middle of the two gods, hitting one of the gods, and pushing towards the running companion.

"Jiangdong III, blocking the river with iron chains is not as good as burning Chibi!" Zhou Yu sacrificed his magic sword, ignited a raging fire, and slashed at the neck of the god who stumbled over.

"Gongjin set fire, Liang'an can not lend you a favor!"

On the four-wheeled cart, the crane fan waved away, and the wind was like a knife. It inserted the handle into the back of the figure, tore open the gorgeous armor and robe, and came out through the chest.

"Birth is Cao Weichen, and after death, the ghost of the family and country, Dian Wei will come!"

The burly giant fell into the fighting crowd like a shooting star, grabbed the scarred god with his bare hands as a weapon, and danced wildly among the crowd.

"Huaxia is a place, how can Bai Qi lag behind others!"

The chariot rushed into the battlefield, and the general in iron armor looked at the heroes around him, with tears in his eyes, dancing with the bronze sword and long dagger in his hand.

"Ten steps to kill one person...haha, ten steps to kill one god today, I am a Chinese wine madman!"

"Disciple, don't panic, master will help you!"

Pei Min and Li Bai rushed into the dharma light with their swords in hand.

"Brother Hei and I founded the Tang Dynasty, and we are already the door gods in the people's homes, warding off disasters and evils. It's the wish of the two of us!"

"Concubine Yu... Concubine Yu...Chu Han, I, Xiang Yu, are here too!"

"China has been through the ages, and outstanding people are like vast stars, how could the people of the world be missing!"

"Guan is so powerful in China, wait for God Hu, you will know my name!"

"Zhang Yide from Yan is here!"

"Zhao Yun is here!"

"Xu Chu is here!"

"Jiangdong is outstanding, so is Zhou Tailai!"

"White horse Yi Cong, there is death but not life!"...

"Trapped in the camp of Gao Shun, I have to follow the order of my ancestors to come to help!"

……

One after another, one after another, different words resounded through this bright sea of ​​stars one after another. Countless figures came from different eras, wore different armour, and brandished different weapons.

The high-pitched voice continued without stopping.

Standing there, Chen Yuan looked at these heroes who had never been carved, but only carved on ancient pillars, and showed their faces briefly. In front of oneself, kill the enemy together, and sing boldly together.

He arched his hands and yelled towards the canine-toothed battlefield over there: "Kite is lucky in this life to be able to kill the enemy together with all the heroes!"

What responded to Chen Yuan was the laughter of countless people during the fight.

Hahaha--

--Hahaha!

Almost all the voices came together, shouting one after another.

"It's our good fortune to be able to kill the enemy with the ancient characters!"

The collision and killing of countless swords and soldiers, the arrows missing and flying into the sky, and once again set foot on the long-lost battlefield, all the pride and killing intent accumulated in the hearts of these famous officials and fierce generals burst out at this moment.

And the Western gods surrounded in the middle, although their individual strength is much higher than them, but these outstanding people have their own abilities, and their sensitivity to battle is beyond the understanding of Mars and other gods. It is also difficult for them to cooperate with each other. Parry.

It is impossible to imagine that there will be so many powerful figures in the eastern world, who did not disappear with the passage of time, but could step onto the battlefield like this again.

In fact, they don't know at all that in the eastern world, the gods worshiped by the people are actually ancestors.

These ancestors opened up the soil for everyone to recuperate and live, and brought countless people a fertile home. They have been running around in a difficult environment all year round, singing touching hymns one after another.

Over the course of thousands of years, the eastern world has grown from small corners to huge territories, which may not be a big deal to the gods, but to these heroes who have left their names in the long river, they are countless. Names and lives are piled up little by little, and the magnificence in them can't be felt by the high gods.

Until the moment in front of them, everyone gathered together, and the power of gathering sand into mountains finally brought about a huge murderous intent in front of these gods from the western world.

It belongs to the murderous aura that has gone through thousands of years, the heroic magnificence of expanding the territory, crossing thousands of miles, and coming to the territory of foreign lands, burning without the slightest reservation.

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At this moment, the turbulent power of the waves gradually overwhelmed this piece of divine power.

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In the blooming divine light, the sound of weapons and artifacts striking resounded continuously, and the charge of the heroes broke down the aura of the nine artifacts including Mars immediately.

The arrow was missing, the spear flew towards the divine light, and there was a crackling sound. Mars looked at the shattered oriental weapon, and did not dare to take it lightly. The moment he knocked an oriental man with a beard off his horse, Insidra was killed. An oriental knight in white robe and silver armor, and a young figure wielding a long lance were in a hurry.

On the other side, the god who commanded the mountain was knocked back by a general holding a golden mace with a horse, and then the two figures who were rushed were stabbed in the back with long swords, and shattered rocks were splashed from their bodies. .

"Ahhh-"

Mars rushed to the rescue with God's Light, pulled Yinsidra past him, and slashed at an oriental god man with his backhand. When he pushed the ice and snow goddess out of the battle group, more oriental men rushed over on horseback or on foot.

Collide with him.

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