Endless places where gods and demons sleep, and the weather here at night is not very good.
In the white mist, with a fierce cold wind, it was cold to the bone, and it was cold to the people's primordial spirit.
Dian Feng's body is strong, his flesh is full of treasures, and those white mist floating in him are also blocked from his body, unable to invade his body.
The ancient armor of the "Qiang Qiang ......" is so old that it is a little rusty, and between the marches, the movement is as if there are thousands of troops and horses moving forward.
This team of heavenly soldiers, a total of eighteen people, are the personal guards under the throne of the God of Light, and they are all the best among the half-step immortal kings.
This target, they have teamed up to kill several immortal kings and consolidated the position of the Bright Heavenly Emperor in that era, and they are indispensable.
Even if he dies in battle later, his heroic spirit will not disperse, and his fighting spirit will be awe-inspiring, guarding the ancient burial ground of the god and demon cemetery, and driving the responsibilities of his life.
It's just that, after all, they are already dead, and only some instincts remain, and maybe a little memory of their life, but it is not enough to support their resurrection.
"What a strong army!"
Dian Feng sighed, he admired it very much, such a team could not be formed by his Emperor Zun Pavilion. is not only the realm, but also the quality, the cooperation of these eighteen people is like one, even if they become the "God of Death", they are still closely related to each other seamlessly.
It is impossible to divide and attack, they will never disperse. ......At night, the moon was like frost, and the heavenly soldiers stepped on the earth, splashing dust, and the void trembled with their rhythm.
That Tiange with a sharp handle is still sharp, and not long ago, he also killed three half-step immortal kings with a single blow.
"Dear mother, it's a lot of pressure......"
Dianfeng broke out in a slight cold sweat, he stood on the front road of this group of heavenly soldiers, and he was very worried.
He's ready to run away if something doesn't happen, he just wants to try, he doesn't have to succeed. “…… Click.
Suddenly, the heavenly soldiers walked out of the white mist and saw the white-clothed figure standing in front of them.
Today, he changed into a white dress, and his appearance and aura have changed greatly, and he has become a different person.
Emperor of Bright Heaven!
In several tribulations, Dian Feng has seen the appearance of the God of Light, so it is not difficult to imitate it with "Seventy-two Changes".
There is just a problem, he can only imitate his appearance and temperament, and he can't imitate the fluctuations of the Yuan Shen of the Bright Heavenly Emperor.
Because of the imprint of the Bright Heavenly Emperor that appeared in the Heavenly Tribulation, the fluctuations of the primordial gods are similar to those of other Dao shadows, and even heaven and earth cannot completely engrave the fluctuations of a person's primordial gods.
"The Emperor ......?"
The entire team of heavenly soldiers stopped not far in front of Dian Feng, their scattered and godless eyes flashed with a moment of divine light.
In their deepest and deepest memories of their souls, there will always be a man in white, armed with a black sword, invincible in all worlds.
He is the God of Light who opened up the world of immortal relics and the Heavenly Emperor, and he is the Emperor of Heaven who is revered by trillions of living beings, and his existence makes people dare not easily call that kind of plant by its name!
(Dog Tail Grass).
They don't know, how long they have forgotten about the man, but now, he appeared, right in front of them.
Although they are the remnants of the heroic soul, they are engraved in their bones, and their reverence and loyalty to the Bright Heavenly Emperor have long become their most natural habits.
"Qiang Qiang—" The Heavenly Soldiers raised their Heavenly Ge.
Dianfeng glared, startled, and almost slipped away.
In his hand, the Heaven Interception Sword condensed with mana was almost crushed by him.
The ensuing scene made the style of the ceremony wrong.
Maybe it was because I saw the familiar face of the Heavenly Emperor, maybe I saw the Heaven Interception Sword, or maybe I felt the "Bright Sword Codex" that was running in the body of the Dian Feng.
Eighteen Heavenly Soldiers raised Tiange at the same time, and then slammed the end into the ground.
Holding Tiange's right hand, he bent back with difficulty, leaned against his left chest, and then knelt down on one knee against the wind.
"Heavenly ......
Emperor......!
"It's hard for them to make a sound, and with the broken primordial spirit, they send out the sound of divine consciousness, and there are only these two words.
Time has made them forget everything, including where they came from and died, and the only thing they remember is the word "Emperor of Heaven", and the only action they remember is this salute.
"Qiang-" Eighteen people, moving neatly, without a trace of delay, as skilled as a daily worship.
It's so skillful, it's distressing.
Dian Feng didn't know when, his eyes were red, and he suddenly felt that deceiving this group of warriors like this was an insult to the faith in their hearts.
But he still gently stretched out his hand and said, "Please get up and ......"
Dian Feng didn't know how Emperor Guangming dealt with the worship of his subordinates, and he wasn't worried about revealing his stuff, but now he suddenly didn't want to use them very much.
"Qiang-" The metal sound of the armor rubbing against it is not harsh, but on the contrary, it is very beautiful, and there is a feeling of blood boiling, as if it has been waiting for a long time.
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Eighteen people got up, held Tiange, and returned to their original marching appearance, but they did not continue to move forward, as if waiting for the order of the "Bright Heavenly Emperor".
Dian Feng frowned slightly, he had succeeded now, he felt that he could command this team of heavenly soldiers, but he couldn't be happy.
Eighteen people, whose loyalty and faith imprinted in their hearts are respectable, is a bit blasphemous to use them in this way.
"I'm sorry......"
Dian Feng shook his head slightly, and secretly felt guilty in his heart, he was not young after all, he knew how to weigh the pros and cons.
Now, he must use the power of this team of heavenly soldiers, otherwise the Gods and Demons Cemetery will be even more chaotic, and the safety of the three thousand states in the Immortal Realm is as serious as Zhou Mountain!
"Gentlemen, come with me!"
The demeanor was upright, refreshed, and shouted coldly with full of energy. …… A day later, Dianfeng took this group of heavenly soldiers and brought them to the ruins of the Void Temple.
Standing in front of the seal, Dian Feng ordered: "All the kings stay here, if anyone comes out, kill them!"
” "Yes!"
The Divine Consciousness was expressing their loyalty, and their willingness to fight for the Heavenly Emperor's body seemed to be a program imprinted in their primordial spirits.
Looking at their current appearance, Dian Feng suddenly remembered that in the Source Realm and the Source Star, those intelligent robots studied by mortals ......
Isn't that what it is......
Inexplicably sad, the hero is no longer a hero, and he can only be reduced to a knife.
However, if you can use this knife to kill the enemies of all beings, I guess the heroes will not blame me if they know it......
In Dian Feng's heart, he thought like this.
"Hehe......"
He suddenly mocked his hypocrisy.
To use is to use, and to use the faith and loyalty in the deepest part of their souls is not right.
"Hum-" Dianfeng disappeared in front of the Heavenly Soldiers, such a battle was not something he could participate in.
However, after the "Bright Heavenly Emperor" left, the eighteen heavenly soldiers were still standing in place, staring sharply at the crack in the earth that was sealed on the ground.
What is imprinted in the depths of the soul will not change when it dies, loyalty and faith are such things, even if countless epochs have passed.
In this way, the wind hid in the void in the distance, waiting, waiting for the immortal king's corpse spirit to come out of the void continent.
A few months later, the autumn wind was bleak, and the three thousand states in the fairy world were all covered with a layer of slaughter, and winter was coming.
"Boom-" The earth cracked, the void trembled, the seal was broken through from the interior of the Void Continent, and a black figure paced out of the void.
"Boom!"
The eighteen heavenly soldiers suddenly moved, and they all raised their hands to Tiange.
The author Guangming Cao said: After death, are you willing to turn into a heroic spirit to protect this vast land of Shenzhou and protect my home and country?