Rebirth: Ancient Sword God

Chapter 1518: The Relics of the Patriarch

Qing Tianjun glanced at Lin Hao with a complicated gaze, then raised his hand and waved, leading Lin Hao and Xun, and appeared in the tomb where the Zhenwu God Emperor fell.

In fact, after the death of the Emperor Zhenwu God, it has turned into fragments of the avenue and dissipated between the heavens and the earth. This so-called mausoleum was actually rebuilt by the Emperor Zhenwu God in a palace in the Zhenwu world.

Qing Tianjun took a deep breath and made a seal with both hands. The true martial mark that Lin Hao handed to Qing Tianjun just now floated out instantly.

Every mark of Zhenwu exudes a bright light, accompanied by great sounds.

These marks of Zhenwu gathered together, and then a phantom figure gathered together.

"The Emperor Zhenwu!"

Lin Hao was shocked inexplicably.

The Emperor Zhenwu could actually appear in this way, even if it was just a ray of images, but it was already extremely incredible.

The phantom of the Emperor Zhenwu looked extremely stalwart.

As for the others, Lin Hao couldn't perceive it.

Qing Tianjun snorted softly: "The **** emperor preaches, the people of the **** court army come quickly!"

After a while.

There was a breaking sound.

"Divine Court Army, Yu, see God Emperor!"

An elderly man arrived, just like Xun, his whole body was hurt. At this moment, he was crying and standing in front of the **** emperor's phantom, his waist straight, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Divine Court Army, Mo, see God Emperor."

Another person arrived, holding a long spear with the tip of the gun broken long ago, and his excitement was overwhelming, with tears streaming down his eyes.

A strongman of the Shenting Army who had followed the Zhenwu Divine Emperor arrived, and each one walked and stood in front of the Divine Emperor Void, trembling with excitement.

The Emperor Zhenwu, with the power of one person, continued the road of martial arts above the Emperor Realm for the Human Race, and created a space for the Human Race to survive in the God Realm.

The God Emperor Zhenwu teaches the world, and the human race has a waist, and can never bend. At this time, the people of the Shenting Army, even if their injuries are serious, they will always remember the teachings of the God Emperor and will never bend.

A straight waist and an unyielding spine are the most precious things passed down by the Emperor Zhenwu, and the essence of the human race that can continue to this day.

Qing Tianjun raised his hand and waved.

One after another, the crystal **** fruit was integrated into the body of the powerful men of the gods, and the energy of the crystal **** fruit stabilized the fading life source for them.

Originally, Qing Tianjun told Lin Hao that there were more than seventy people alive who had followed the **** emperor.

Most of them need to use Jing Shen Guo to recover their injuries.

But now, only sixty-three people gathered in front of the **** emperor phantom.

The crystal **** fruit that Lin Hao brought was originally more than the amount Qing Tianjun had previously said.

However, Qing Tianjun used all the crystal divine fruit, leaving none of them.

Because the injuries of some strong men are similar to Xun's, they are almost completely exhausted, and a crystal divine fruit cannot stabilize the source of life.

Qing Tianjun infiltrated the crystal divine fruit into the body of a powerful person.

Afterwards, the hands were sealed, and the phantom of the **** emperor, filled with a layer of divine light, enveloped everyone.

Lin Hao, could no longer see everything in the great light.

"puff!"

After Qing Tianjun finished all this, he spouted a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, but there was a relieved expression on his face, with a trace of relief.

"Mr. Qingtian... your injury..." Lin Hao asked nervously.

Jun Qingtian waved his hand and said: "Compared with them, my injury doesn't matter."

Lin Hao feels complicated.

Some of the crystal divine fruits he originally prepared were actually prepared for Lord Qingtian, and everyone else suffered extremely serious injuries. Lin Hao felt that Lord Qingtian might also be seriously injured.

It seemed that it was so, but Qing Tianjun didn't leave a crystal **** fruit for himself.

"Mr. Qingtian, after some time, I will enter the Void God Realm again and bring some crystal divine fruit back." Lin Hao said.

"No, my problem is not something that Crystal God Fruit can solve, and the injuries of the people of the God Court Army cannot be recovered by Crystal God Fruit.

Now, it has only temporarily stabilized their life origin and no longer goes by.

Therefore, the situation in the real martial arts world still has to be faced with the strength of your generation of martial artists.

This group of people of the Shenting Army, even if they get the crystal fruit, only have the power of a battle. Therefore, it must be the most critical battle before I let them take action. After the first battle, it is the day when the Shenting Army completely disappears. . "

Lin Hao originally thought that by bringing the crystal divine fruit and the mark of true martial arts, the powerhouse of the chaotic sea can recover.

But I didn't expect that this would be the case, and my mood became very heavy.

"Qing Tianjun, the phantom of the **** emperor..."

"I once got the preaching of the **** emperor, so with the help of the mark of the big road that collapsed after the **** emperor fell, this was just barely possible.

The people of the God Court have withered here for too long, too long. Although everyone is still willing to dedicate their last life to fight for the human race, their fighting spirit has been consumed a lot.

Therefore, the appearance of the phantom of the **** emperor can also stimulate the fighting spirit of the people left by the gods. "

Lin Hao nodded. It turned out that Qing Tianjun asked himself to collect the Mark of Zhenwu, not to heal everyone, but to stimulate their fighting spirit that has been consumed by the years!

"Then there are some seniors from the Divine Court Army?" Lin Hao said, Qingtianjun clearly told himself that there were more than 70 people, but now Lin Hao only saw 63 people.

A touch of grief appeared on Qingtianjun's face, and said: "During this time, Lu Yi has found many entrances to the Sea of ​​Chaos, and there have been many battles. Some people... have fallen after the First World War."

Lin Hao remained silent.

Qing Tianjun sighed and said, "Lin Hao, this time, I am acting for the Shenting Army, thank you."

"Qing Tianjun has made a serious statement. It is my honor to be able to do something for the predecessors of the God's Court Army." Lin Hao said immediately, and then said again: "Qing Tianjun, want to completely restore the God's Court army and your injuries, what else The way? Please tell me, Lin Hao, I will do my best!"

"No, the injuries of the people of the Gods Court cannot be reversed. They can live for a while, and then before the end of their lives, they can go all out to fight for the human race again. It is already extremely rare.

As for my injury, there is no need for you to worry about it, I have my own solution. "Qingtian Jundao.

Lin Hao didn't reply again, and then suddenly remembered an extremely important thing, saying: "Mr. Qingtian, this is the legacy of our ancestor of the God of War."

Before, Nie Ru said that Lu Zhan, the ancestor of the God of War Palace, left a thing to Qing Tianjun before the Fall.

At that time, Lu Zhan had obviously realized that he would encounter danger.

Moreover, Lu Zhan didn't know whether Qing Tianjun was still alive at the time, but he still left something. If he found that Qingtian was still alive, he would hand it over to Qingtianjun.

The things left by Lu Zhan have been kept in the hands of Huo Cang in the God of War Palace. When Huo Cang sent Lin Hao to the channel to return to the True Martial Realm, he handed it over to Lin Hao.

As Lin Hao said, an exquisite wooden box had been taken out of the storage ring, held it in both hands, and handed it to Jun Qing.

Qing Tianjun looked at the wooden box in Lin Hao's hand.

Suddenly, a touch of sadness appeared in his expression.