In the ancient battlefield, Ye Xiangyang was facing the endless white bones on the ground and the predecessors who had fought for the Xuanwu Continent against the celestial demon. He was moved and sang in a soft voice.
After reading it, Ye Xiangyang shed tears.
As Ye Xiangyang finished reciting the poem, the entire secret realm was shaking.
Heaven's will and human heart's will, Heaven's thoughts and human thoughts, Ye Xiangyang's verses of utmost emotion and from the bottom of his heart seemed to be felt by countless spirits. Thirty thousand years have passed, but among the younger generations, there are still people who recognize their heroic deeds in protecting the continent at that time, and there are also people who praise them for their passionate defense of the continent.
"Alas, it's been 30,000 years. Who would still remember me? I care about every branch and leaf, and I walk alone in the world. Boy, I feel relieved to hear your words. Boy, go on."
A sigh with endless vicissitudes, a lonely voice of a leaf drifting alone in the world, infinite things are revealed in these words.
Ye Xiangyang only heard him say "continue", but he didn't know what to do next.
In the distance, countless black spots flew towards Ye Xiangyang, as densely packed as locusts.
Ye Xiangyang was startled. He looked carefully and realized that it was the corpse of a celestial demon.
More than ten thousand corpses of celestial demons rushed towards Ye Xiangyang. These celestial demons looked similar to the celestial demon spiritual power carried by Hong Tianze.
These were all corpses. Even these corpses made Ye Xiangyang feel a pressure coming towards him, like mountains, like the sea, like the earth, like the sky. Crackling, Ye Xiangyang's Xuanwu blood spread out and turned into a turtle body. A black and shiny black snake raised its gloomy and ferocious head, and stared at the ten thousand corpses of celestial demons with cold eyes.
Ye Xiangyang was shocked, truly shocked. Just thinking about the pressure from this corpse was simply unbearable for him. His current cultivation was equivalent to the second star of Xuanzu, or even higher. He could understand how powerful these celestial demons were.
The lowest level of these celestial demons are Xuanzun, and among them there are Xuanwang, Xuanhuang, and Xuandi. The most peculiar thing is that there are eight Xuan emperors in total.
They were turned into puppets using supreme magical powers, and the laws within their bodies are intact.
Ye Xiangyang's heart warmed up. This was a huge treasure. Just think about it, as long as he could cultivate to the Xuanzun level, he could let Xuanwu help him melt the laws of these celestial demons.
With so many treasures on you, you can build your own strongest team and arm your brothers.
Haha, this senior gave me a huge treasure.
The five-star golden and red flag.
The red flag was unfurled. Ye Xiangyang unfurled the red flag, and the ten thousand celestial demons entered into the five-star golden red flag.
The spirit of the weapon, Yu Jiao Long She, saw that ten thousand celestial demons entered his treasure. Each celestial demon had extremely abundant energy. They were all refined into puppets. He clapped his hands and laughed.
"Good, good, great. With one tenth of the support of these puppets, we can activate this treasure, not to mention so many puppets. Ye Xiangyang, we are rich, really rich." Then Yu Jiaolongshe smiled sinisterly, "Hehehe, master, we can suppress the Xuanzun master with just one treasure. The Xuanzun master from Xuanwu Palace and Siren Tiandao, I suppressed him for you."
Ye Xiangyang nodded. He understood that this was as it should be. The Nine Stars of Xuan Wang could allow the top-grade earth-level treasures to fully exert their power. Among the ten thousand celestial demons, there were eight Xuan Emperors, seventy-two Xuan Emperors, one thousand two hundred and twenty-eight Xuan Wangs, and the remaining nearly nine thousand were Xuan Zuns.
With the energy of these people, it is no problem to activate the heavenly grade treasures.
It’s just that the energy in these people’s bodies can only be output but not input, which is a bit regrettable.
Even so, this is an infinite treasure.
With crackling sounds, the white bones on the ground stood up and formed into skeletons. The broken weapons were held in the hands of these skeletons.
There were bright green stars in the eyes of each skeleton. Ye Xiangyang understood that it was these green lights that drove these skeletons to move.
Most of the people here are martial artists from Xuanwu Continent. Tens of thousands of years ago, they fought and died in order to protect Xuanwu Continent. Today, they have to train the future generations of Xuanwu Continent. Even their corpses cannot rest in peace.
People in Xuanwu Continent all say: Death is the only way to stop. These predecessors, for the sake of Xuanwu Continent that gave birth to and raised them, turned into dry bones after their death, and they are all doing their best for Xuanwu Continent.
This is the real crushing to the extreme.
Facing the skeletons that stood up one by one with a crackling sound, Ye Xiangyang slowly knelt down.
Crystal tears sparkled in his eyes. Regardless of the level of their cultivation, these seniors from the Xuanwu Continent were the real martial artists and the real heroes.
"Senior, if I have the power, I will definitely wipe out all the demons in this catastrophe. Let's make sure that there is no more demon disaster in Xuanwu Continent."
"All the predecessors of Xuanwu Continent, you are the patron saints of our Xuanwu Continent, you are the backbone of our Xuanwu Continent, you are the true children of Xuanwu Continent, you are the eternal heroes in my heart, Ye Xiangyang."
"From now on, you will return to dust and earth to earth. From today on, I will carry the banner for you to resist the great calamity of the heavenly demon. I swear to protect Xuanwu Continent until my death."
Having said that, Ye Xiangyang burst into tears as he looked at the thousands of skeletons standing up in front of him. These immortal loyal souls who died on the battlefield made Ye Xiangyang understand the unimaginable efforts that the martial artists of the Xuanwu Continent had made in order to resist the great calamity of the heavenly demon.
Ye Xiangyang kowtowed heavily, then stood up with an expression of infinite determination.
Punch at these skeletons.
"The bones are piled high to offer a loyal soul, and the sea of blood is unstoppable. Back then, I fought the demons unyieldingly, and now I want to teach future generations. Who knows the loneliness of ten thousand years, and who dares to question the vicissitudes of life? From now on, you can go to the underworld, and the heroic blood will be passed down to future generations."
Ye Xiangyang once again chanted in a gentle voice, and he bowed and saluted: "I am sorry for the offense, seniors, dust to dust, ashes to ashes, you can go with peace of mind."
His figure flashed and became as ethereal as a shadow, entering the skeleton.
Thousand Water Waves Palm.
With one slap of his palm, a tremendous force of two million pounds formed a series of continuous waves of water and palms, which were sent towards these skeletons.
Ye Xiangyang was like a water god, slapping the standing skeletons one palm after another.
The surging waves and the huge impact force turned these skeletons, which were only those with the cultivation level of a Xuan Master, into white powder.
Then it was frozen.
Ye Xiangyang used all his strength in every strike, because he knew that as long as these bones were not shattered, they would be reassembled again.
The predecessors have shed their blood and fulfilled their mission in the Great Tribulation of the Heavenly Demon. Today is the day to let them rest in peace.
These predecessors are like the white ash chiseled out from the mountains by thousands of hammers. After going through countless hardships and dangers, their personalities are still bright and dazzling.
The five elements were running, and Ye Xiangyang used all his strength in every attack. He wanted to break the helpless fate of these predecessors who could not rest in peace even after their death. He wanted to let these heroes return to dust.
Thousands of water waves, the waves behind push the waves in front, and the new generation in the world is replaced by the new generation.
kill!
With one slap of his palm, all the skeletons within a hundred feet around Ye Xiangyang were smashed into pieces.
"Your responsibilities have already been fulfilled. Let me take the next step for you. Rest in peace, seniors."
Wherever Ye Xiangyang passed, everything in front and behind him was turned into powder, all frozen into powder.
He was fighting here, a team of several thousand people was spread out in this ancient battlefield, and everyone was fighting.
"Fuck, why are there so many dead bones on this battlefield? Die now."
The long sword in his hand drew a sword aura ten feet long and slashed towards these Kurus.
Kill, kill, kill, kill!
"Fuck you, you've been dead for so many years and still can't rest in peace. Let me give you a new life."
The blade in his hand flashed like lightning as he charged towards the skeleton.
"Arrange the formation, form a large formation. We don't know how big this ancient battlefield is, and we don't know how many skeletons there are. We can't consume all our energy."
"Understood." These people formed a spiral formation which was divided into five layers. The battle on each layer lasted for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, they retreated to the center to rest, practice and restore their strength.
"Kill, Xuanwu spiral formation, set up the formation for me." Tai Shi Xiongfeng gave an order, and the disciples of the Xuanwu Temple formed a large formation, just like Xuanwu, strong and ferocious. They rushed towards the countless white bones and skeletons.
The Sun Demon Clan laughed loudly: "So many skeletons are controlled, which means there must be secrets in this battlefield, real secrets and treasures."
"Kill, kill, kill. Don't fall behind."
A grey aura rose, and they rushed towards the center without fear.
The green eyes of these dead skeletons rose up to the sky and slowly gathered together. Every thousand skeletons formed a green palm-sized sign.
The sign read: Ace of Hell.
Tai Shi Xiongfeng reached out and grabbed the Ace of Hell. Streams of energy flowed into his body, tempering his muscles and bones.
Tai Shi Xiongfeng understood that he had obtained the access pass to the second floor.
This secret realm is not ordinary. In addition to this level, there is also a second level. Taishi Xiongfeng thought of this and said, "Brothers, kill them hard. Kill these withered bones and get the Hell Ace. That's when we will reap the rewards. Don't give up."
"These trump cards have the effect of rebuilding the body, and they are most useful for people like you."
Upon hearing this, the rest of the people in the Xuanwu Temple rushed towards the skeleton like crazy.
There were flashes of swords and sabers, bursts of mysterious energy of different colors, millions of pounds of power surging, and all kinds of earth-shattering martial arts burst out.
It rushed towards the densely packed skeletons like a mountain torrent.
The skeletons represent the strength of the martial artists, and the most important thing is their numbers.
There were so many that even these masters felt terrified.
The disciples of Danding Divine Sect, under the command of the Venerable, were divided into three waves, some fighting, some taking over, and some resting.
ps: Two updates, I have to go harvest corn. Today is my holiday, no flowers and applause, only labor.