Guzheng, ancient flute, war drum...

The sounds of many instruments emerged, interwoven into a passionate battle song!

The battle song is like crying and complaining, endlessly ethereal, like the sound of a fairy!

At the same time, the entire ancient battlefield of the starry sky was shaking.

All the broken weapons in the ancient battlefield were floating up!

And behind these weapons, a figure appeared invisible.

These figures are all wearing battle robes. Even if they are stained with blood or damaged, they still have high fighting spirit!

Their eyes were firm, holding weapons in their hands, and the killing aura soared into the sky, making many practitioners in the distance frightened.

"Is it the guards three thousand years ago?"

Gao Ping's pupils shrank slightly. He saw a few figures very familiar, some of which were recorded in ancient books. He was in the same era as Yin Yuanwu. Finally, he joined the Liuyun Star Defense Army with Yin Yuanwu and died in the Liuyun Star Defense Battle.

"Nothing wrong, it's the defense army three thousand years ago!"

Li Shouzhuo stared at a man with tears in his eyes.

He has seen this man many times in the genealogy. He is his ancestor and the greatest pride of their lineage.

"Old ancestor!"

Not only Li Shouzhuo, but Liu Yuntao also saw a slightly fat man and shouted out loud.

That man was his ancestor. Although he was not very famous in history, he was the greatest man in his heart!

"My ancestor is there!"

Several other practitioners recognized their ancestors and were both surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, they could see their ancestors again after three thousand years.

"Didn't our ancestors really die? Instead, like Senior Yin, they left a wisp of residual soul. Has the residual soul appeared now?"

Many practitioners were excited when they thought of this possibility. If this was the case, it meant that their ancestor might be able to resurrect by using Chen Hao’s soul-calming technique like Yin Yuanwu.

However, Gao Ping shook his head slightly, and he stared at the "resurrected" soldiers and sighed:

"It's not a remnant soul, it's just a projection of history."

Those who can come to the starry sky at least have the realm of refining the virtual world, so naturally they know what Gao Pingwei means.

Their ancestors had fought and bleeded in this ancient battlefield, so they left many traces on this ancient battlefield.

These traces are not easy to detect or even be ignored, and no one will pay attention to them.

But these traces have very important significance.

When Chen Hao fought with the Silver Scale Jiaoyu Ancestor, the Silver Scale Jiaoyu Ancestor said that Chen Hao was so persistent, so Chen Hao replied that even if the mountains and rivers were broken, the hometown was completely destroyed and all the tribesmen died, but he was

The contributions made by the human race will also be reflected on the broken mountains, rivers and lands, and will be projected again in the future to inspire latecomers.

However, Chen Hao's statement at that time was obviously narrow.

Chen Hao thought that these imprints and traces had only the function of recording.

But today, Yin Yuanwu told Chen Hao that these imprints and traces have another function.

That's the battle!

The soldiers of the past were reflected from the long river of history and fought again!

When this battle is over, the traces they left in the history of history will fade or even disappear.

Once the traces left in the years of history disappear, they disappear from this world!

No one will remember them, even the pages of books that record their heroic deeds, the words on them will disappear and turn into nothingness.

However, practitioners such as Li Shouzhuo did not rebuke Yin Yuanwu.

On the contrary, they all support Yin Yuanwu very much!

"If the ancestors knew that after they died in the battle, a ray of mark left in the long river of time could shine and heat again, they would probably be very happy."

Li Shouzhuo clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out a smile.

"When our ancestors embarked on the journey to defend the Liuyun Star, they should have been mentally prepared, right?"

Liu Yuntao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Maybe after this battle, we will forget the names, appearances and deeds of our ancestors, but we should always remember that there was a group of heroes who used blood and bones to exchange for us for three thousand years of peace!"

Other practitioners also laughed in tears.

At this time, Yin Yuanwu waved the Golden Holy Sword and shouted coldly:

"Where are the soldiers under your command!"

Those soldiers projected from the long river of history all raised their weapons in their hands:

"I'm here!"

Yin Yuanwu shouted:

"Where is the war drum?"

A strong man walked to a broken war drum, picked up the drumsticks, and beat the drum hard!

The drums became more and more intense, and the war songs reached their climax. They were extremely passionate, and the swords and iron horses were right in front of them!

Yin Yuanwu held the golden holy sword in one hand and waved the broken flag in the other hand, singing loudly:

"Rolling the flags, and the flowing clouds are rising!

Fighting against the starry sky, the vast and blood-stained competition!

The cavalry is filled with smoke, whose willows are stroking the Qiang flute?

The sound of war drums, wipe the long sword and wipe the iron clothes.

On the battlefield, the soldiers were ordered, the silver spear was held, the white horse was praised, and the iron stern was held.

The heroes from all directions gathered together, and the cold light shook thousands of cavalry!

The green edge is unsheathed and turns the clouds and rain, and the thunder shakes the sky and wind and clouds.

The armor is singing in the sky, the golden eagle and silver feathers shoot in the long bow, and blood stains the stars in the sky."

The tragic lyrics made Gao Pingwei and others cry.

At this moment, Gao Pingwei and others seemed to have seen the scene of Yin Yuanwu leading his army to fight to the death with the universe invading army three thousand years ago!

Their ancestors fought bloody battles, shocking the universe invading army, and eventually allowing the universe invading army to leave, and they also had three thousand years of peace!

"Fight and fight!"

The blood-colored flag of the general Yin Yuan was inserted into a meteorite.

"Fight and fight!"

The veterans also waved their weapons and stood behind Yin Yuanwu. As long as Yin Yuanwu gave his order, they would rush out and fight to the end with the mastermind behind the scenes!

"kill!"

Yin Yuanwu was the first to rush towards the black mist.

"kill!"

The veterans were not dead and rushed to the formation neatly.

Thirty thousand soldiers are galloping, as if they can make the starry sky tremble and conquer everything!

The veterans roared, rolled up smoke and dust, waved their weapons, and slashed at the mastermind behind the black fog.

However, before these veterans approached, they were shaken away by the black big hands.

But the veterans were shaken apart and immediately appeared again, rushing to the mastermind behind the scenes regardless.

Veterans never die!

"Rolling the flags, and the flowing clouds are rising!

Fighting against the starry sky, the vast blood is chasing the deer..."

Gao Pingwei's eyes were red, and he sang this song of breaking the formation.

With the sound of breaking the formation, the veterans seemed to have improved their combat effectiveness, becoming more and more brave, and they really approached the black fog.

laugh!

A veteran waved his rusty bronze sword and tore open the black mist.

However, there was nothing in the black fog.

But the next second, the black fog surged, the veteran was shaken and never appeared again.

At the same time, in many ancient books, written records about the hero "Xu Yongjie" joining the defense army and defending the Liuyun Star began to slowly fade and eventually disappear.

Veteran Xu Yongjie disappeared forever, as if he had never come to this world for a while.
Chapter completed!