In this way, Zhuge Hei was pushed out by Long Yi again, but no one knew that in Zhuge Hei's original house, there were several red flame stones burning brightly in a very ordinary iron basin, a few copper coins and a compass. Passed away in the fire with splendor and the glory of his holy quest.
In addition, there is a rectangular metal box. As the red flame stone slowly melts, waves of golden energy completely dissipate between heaven and earth. No one knows... when this rectangular metal box melts away...
The Ancestor Ling Yi, who had completely completed the devouring of souls and the rapidly increasing aura of fusion in the secret realm of the Divine Relics, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood! The skyrocketing aura instantly stopped at the tenth level of the sixteenth-level Lingtian realm! He raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the endless void.
Angry, ferocious, desperate, frustrated! What was planned for countless thousands of years... was destroyed in one day! Without that thing, his cultivation would never stop here! If you haven't even reached the third step, how can you become a god?
"Ant...you deserve to die!"
Zhuge Hei was still very energetic before, but...his previous hexagram was not the last hexagram, but this hexagram...is.
"In the body of a prince with meager divine blood, in order to seek the truth and recognize the master..."
"How could you imagine that feeding wolves and tigers with your own body will bring ruin to a country?"
"Emperor Qi cannot be seen by ordinary people, and they try to use it to become gods..."
"It's ridiculous that the ordinary fire will cut off your way forward...there is no way out."
The folding fan in Zhuge Hei's hand swayed slightly, and he murmured words that Long Yi couldn't hear clearly. He knew that... the so-called true ancestor of the Shenyi Clan had planned the road to becoming a god for countless thousands of years, and it was interrupted...
It was broken in the hands of Zhuge Hei! The flames emitted by the red flame stone are not much stronger than ordinary fire, but they can burn out the only remaining imperial energy in the world that can be connected with Ling Yi. A mortal, a handful of ordinary fire... completely cut off a person. The way forward for the powerful monk!
"Commander, if the wind is strong, come here."
Long Yi spoke softly, but Zhuge Hei shook his head. The dry and bloody lips were bloodless, but the feather fan in his hand was tightly clenched. He turned his head slightly and looked at the high platform where he had been sitting for a long time and issued military orders on weekdays.
Long Yi understood, and smoothly volleyed Zhuge Hei up to the high platform, then stood behind Zhuge Hei like a guard. This strong man who had lived for two lives... experienced strong winds and waves, and possessed the body of a dragon soul and beast... shed tears.
He knew that this was probably the last time the military advisor would ascend this high platform that belonged only to him, the last time... to overlook the entire battlefield, and the last time... to embrace the glory that only belonged to him.
He looked at the more than 500,000 soldiers from the Gods Continent under the high platform, and those soldiers were also looking at him. It seemed that as long as the seeker appeared on that high platform, they would have endless fighting spirit! As long as Mousheng is here, they are determined to win when facing the soldiers of the Divine Relics whose cultivation is much higher than theirs!
But they are all monks, and they all feel that the vitality in Mousheng's body is about to be extinguished. The tears of these strong men who have experienced countless lives and deaths are silent.
The tears were silent, but more than 500,000 soldiers knelt down on one knee, and the sound of armor clashing was filled with despair and sorrow, earth-shaking!
"Brother Long."
Long Yi was stunned, and saw Zhuge Hei's eyes shining with unprecedented light, his voice became clearer, and even his rickety back straightened slightly. Although he was talking to Long Yi, his eyes were on the fifty-year-old man. The faces of Dou Wan sergeants were full of pride.
"Military advisor, please speak."
Long Yi had tears on his face, looking back... He knew this day would come, but... why did it happen so soon! The Continent of the Gods has not won yet, and Yu Yue has not come back yet. He... can he feel at ease now?
"There is an ancestor of the Shenyi Clan whose cultivation is astonishing. Our Gods Continent is no match, but it is not without variables."
Zhuge Hei spoke very quickly: "I also have a premonition that Brother Yu... is coming back. If that ancestor appears, please tell Master that there are many seniors who cannot fight, otherwise... there will be no chance..."
The voice of the words has become smaller and smaller. Zhuge Hei raised his head to feel the earth-shattering battle of saints in the void. He cupped his hands... as if to thank those saints who spilled their blood into the mainland just to defend the dignity of the gods. Also... he was worshiping the Taoist saint who had the grace to preach to him.
"It's a pity... I can't see what color the sky of my continent of gods will turn into... It's a pity... No matter how powerless you are, you can protect my continent."
"Brother Yu...it's a pity that I can no longer have a drink with you..."
"Master...disciple...is unfilial."
"The divine path...is ultimately not destined for me."
Zhuge Hei held the feather fan tightly in his right hand and raised his left hand to face the sky, as if he wanted to grab something. The remaining sparkle in his eyes quickly dissipated, and a line of tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks.
"The long sky, how can it be... thinner than me..."
A gust of wind blew by, and the teardrop was forever frozen on Zhuge Hei's face. The feather fan, which had almost become a symbol of the sage seeker, slipped from the hand of the sage seeker Zhuge Hei, making a loud noise.
With tears on his face, Long Yi bowed down and said, "Military advisor...take care!"
"Congratulations to seek the saint!"
"Congratulations to seek the saint!"
"Congratulations to seek the saint!"
Under the high platform, more than 500,000 monks knelt on their knees, bowing and shouting three times! Mou Sheng, the powerful man who single-handedly changed the continent of the gods, has also returned to ruins...
But they are still there! As long as they still have breath, they will fight to the death! No matter how powerful their opponents are, they will not back down even half a step! Because Mousheng must be watching them secretly, and they...can't let Mousheng down.
Although the person died, the soul is still there! This is seeking sage, Zhuge Hei!
In the void, Taoist Saint suddenly let out a mournful roar. This sound... all those who heard it were moved! The saints of the Gods Continent gritted their teeth and suddenly fought for their lives! The Mousheng who gave up everything for the mainland and did not retreat even half a step after becoming a mortal also fought until the last moment.
They... have no reason not to win!
There was less than a day away from the Continent of the Gods. Yu Yue, who was suppressing the cultivation of the three-headed dragon and letting it fight with the three fat men, suddenly held his chest and frowned, feeling distressed. Why... was this.
A tear fell uncontrollably from the corner of his eye. He didn't know what happened, but...who was he crying for? Where did that sadness in my soul come from...
Yu Yue took the three-headed dragon and the three fat men back when they looked confused, and then strode to the training room next door where the three dragon emperors were. For a moment, the three dragon emperors were a little confused.
"Little guy, what's wrong?" Ao Muyan asked softly when he saw the wet tears on Yu Yue's cheeks, and Yu Yue raised his hands: "Three elders, when will we arrive at the Continent of the Gods?"
Ao Yutang estimated that although there were no spatial nodes, he could still clearly sense it through the aura in Yu Yue's jade slip.
"It's less than a day, Xiao Yuyue, don't worry, has something happened?"
