lerbook Chapter 643
Chapter 643
Chapter 639: King Li has changed
Once, a long time ago, in that endless starry sky.
There is a world-leading emperor standing on the riverside of the long time, leading the four great civilizations to cast brilliant historical records in that long time.
And the emperor is not alone.
At that time, the emperor was surrounded by a strong man.
Whether it is Ashura or Ma Qian, they seem to have an inexplicable connection with that ancient era. Whether it is a reprint of history or the rise of the new generation like ancestors, it is unclear with a dry face.
But he could feel in the dark that he was right to lead Ma Li on the path of gods, including burning himself to let Ma Li step into the realm of true gods. He had no regrets at the moment.
In the dazzling world, I am old and my descendants can still rise, I am really satisfied, and I can die with satisfaction.
“continue!”
Ma Jian stayed at the twelfth level and did not last long.
His eyes were completely red at this time, and his red hair began to grow crazily, and soon fell to his waist, like the shadowy figure behind him, like the… once famous owl.
The true meaning of the universe, at this moment, it is like no money, madly engraving on Ma Jian’s soul, and soon it will be densely packed!
“Old man…” Ma Jian screamed in pain.
He saw that with a dry face, this is what he has realized. Youyu Zhou’s true meaning, taught by an old god, should have made people happy, but Ma Jian was in pain.
That’s because he knew in his heart that his rise was accompanied by the death of an emperor. Although Emperor Lin was on the verge of death, he still felt guilty and painful.
“The Emperor Lin!”
“The sky does not give birth to the Emperor Lin, and my horse will grow up forever.”
“Ma Wei is here… Kow to the Emperor Lin…”
Ma Wei knelt down on his trembling knees on the way to the crazy engraving of the truth of the universe, facing his dry face, his eyes flushed with red eyes.
With a dry face, he laughed, but the next moment he roared: “Owl! You are the descendant of the owl! You are the owl of the future, the owl who refuses to obey anyone, remember, from now on, you will not kneel Anyone, because once you kneel, your compatriots will also kneel down!”
Ma Jian trembled all over, buckling his head on the ground, enduring grief: “Ma…I know.”
In the next moment, all Youyu Zhou’s true meanings in Ma Jian’s soul exploded, dispelling all bottlenecks with an overwhelming aura!
“Ahhhhh…it hurts!”
Ma Jian felt the pain like a thousand arrows pierced through the heart.
“Endure.” With a dry face like a wandering face, but still full of smiles: “My strength and will are strengthening your soul. After you leave here, you can use this powerful soul to advance to the thirteenth rank anytime, anywhere. , The realm of true gods, the ninth world of reincarnation of the gods, and even return to the pinnacle of your ancestors, that owl.”
Ma Li was in pain, but his heart was warm.
In the following time, the figure with a dry face became more and more illusory, like a fog, the body fell apart, and the soul dissipated at any time.
After a long time.
Ma Li eased from the severe pain.
He opened his eyes, his red hair and waist danced wildly. In his eyes, there was a dense cosmos that flickered like a dream, and the world made a tsunami sound, as if to congratulate him.
However, he was looking at the empty world with tears streaming down his face.
The powerful Ma Jian bowed deeply to the empty world. His tears fell on the ground like a illusion. After disappearing, the majestic battle spirit rose into the sky like a sea!
“Old man, I will continue to be strong, strong enough that the enemies of the heavens will fear my name, strong enough that the stars will surrender and tremble under my feet, strong enough to protect my people for eternal life…”
…
Ma Li opened his eyes and saw a wormhole like a fantasy painting by Xia Mei.
And around me, there are densely packed people.
When he woke up, everyone was relieved.
“Wang Wang, what happened to you just now?”
Marshal Huang Long hurried over when he heard the news. When he arrived, he could see Ma Jian’s back and the arrogant red hair that fell to his waist from a distance.
Ma Jian stood quietly on the deck, his eyes deep and his breath majestic and terrifying.
Marshal Huang Long felt inexplicably that King Li had changed.
But he couldn’t tell what changed.
Hearing the words of Marshal Huang Long, Ma Jian slowly turned his head, his red eyes were soaring to the sky, he smiled and said, “Prepare.”
Ma Jian suddenly grinned, with a big smile: “The centaur was slaughtered!”
After the centaur was slaughtered, he did not live up to the old man’s dedication to himself.
Marshal Huang Long stared at Ma Wei, who was also a marshal. He suddenly realized that King Jin had become a xinxing, killing all the enemies who had committed against me was the taste of domineering!
For an instant, surging shouts rang from the deck.
Countless Kyushu soldiers felt the killing intent of their own marshal, and they were all infected. They raised their arms and shouted: “Centaur slaughtered!” “Vengeance for our dead compatriots!” “Kyushu needs blood to wash away the hatred!” “Marshal is domineering!” “I will follow the Marshal’s pace!”
Morale skyrocketed several times!
Marshal Huang Long breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head and ordered his entourage: “Send a message to the moon base, King Li is awake, and we will move on!”
“Yes!”
The vanguard army continued to advance, passing through the gorgeous wormhole, with an ever-increasing fighting spirit, and expedition to the distant and foreign land far away. Everyone’s guns were shaking with excitement, and every battleship’s gun barrels were gaining momentum. Ready to go…
“Sergeants.”
“For our dead compatriots.”
“For our dead ancestors.”
“For the blood we shed for our hometown.”
“For the tenacity and indomitable nature of our Kyushu.”
“Let us take up our weapons.”
“Let us turn away from our warm hometown.”
“Our expedition is for our hometown to remain verdant!”
“We are fighting so that our parents and friends will no longer suffer the chaos of war!”
“We bleed so that our children and grandchildren will not bleed again!”
Ma Jian stood on the deck, and his voice was clear enough to reach the ears of every Kyushu soldier. Countless soldiers watched him with reverent and fanatical eyes, watching their own marshal.
Ma Jian raised the sword in his hand and asked, “So I ask you now!”
“Dare you get to the Centaur and slaughter all the enemies?!”
“Dare!” The response was surging, and everyone was firm and enthusiastic.
“Dare to pour your blood on forty trillion kilometers away from your hometown?!”
“dare!”
“Don’t be afraid to die in a foreign land where you can never return home?!”
“not afraid!”
“Okay.” Ma Jian nodded and smiled at all the Kyushu soldiers who looked at him. He smiled and said: “Then follow me, for the hometown, for the family, for the honor, for the Kyushu, come once… The Shroud of Horse Ge! ”
Countless people responded to Ma Li.
The vanguard army has dried up.
Marshal Huang Long stood in the corner, looked at Ma Li and smiled, and smiled at Marshal Chen Mo next to him: “Look, when it comes to mobilizing morale and fighting specific battles, in Kyushu, only Lushen and King Li can do so freely. To the point.”
Expedition, revenge, for homeland, for relatives, for honor, for Kyushu, bloodshed, sacrifice, shroud of horse leather, death battle…
Marshal Huang Long sighed: “After King Li woke up, the changes were too great.”