The saint touched the metal box and sighed: "I can't imagine that it was really made. The origin of this second sacred object is a piece of the ultimate sacred weapon selected by the people in my holy court to form fragments of the holy artifacts of all races. They must be handed over by all races willingly. When I died, many races were lucky and were still fantasizing about going through the great disaster. Therefore, only in the last moment can this weapon be achieved."

"No wonder, no wonder!" The Holy Lord said two consecutively. He is the spiritual sustenance of the Holy Court and the god worshipped by all living beings. However, it is also a tool for the Holy Court to control all the people in the world. He has a natural resonance with the ultimate holy instrument.

"Stupid brat, no wonder what? You have something to say." The King of Kings suddenly looked up and asked.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Lord explained with a very solemn expression: "The first wonder is that he felt the breath of the ultimate holy weapon, and felt it was full of mixed power, but was pinched together by an incredible law to form a perfect body. As for the second wonder? Do you think why did the memory fragments appear in Yanboao for many years after our death? This was not accidental, but someone deliberately did it. Seeing this ultimate holy weapon, I understand it."

In just a short moment, many ghosts came to Xuanyuan Nanxing. They were also interested in the three ancient holy weapons. After all, it was a big deal for them to have the opportunity to revive their respective races' bloodlines.

The Holy Lord revealed the mystery in one word. The kings felt that there was something strange about it, so they all looked at the saint, hoping to get the answer from him.

"Ah! I am worthy of His Majesty the Holy Lord, and my qualifications are extraordinary."

The saint praised and then slowly revealed the truth: "The hope of life is placed in Yanboao because there are strong dark fluctuations. According to the calculations of the saints of all generations, among the many energies in the world, the dark energy is eroded by the black tide the slowest speed. We hope to establish an excellent defense circle. But it is not easy to achieve the goal. Finally, an old friend of mine proposed to transform the ancestors of all races into ghosts, and rely on their will of kings to worship the power of sentient beings for generations. Help future generations to overcome disasters."

"Hmph, so you dug out the ancestral tomb and sent it to Yanboao. This holy weapon is the life box that controls the ancestors. Fortunately, you and the descendants did not succeed. Otherwise, I would have been so destined to be my own cocoon, and all my thoughts and thoughts turned into bubbles, and I would be your puppet forever." The Holy Lord echoed in the cabin with anger.

"Yes. This weapon is indeed a life box, connecting the fortunes of various races, and trying to control the dead souls of our ancestors for our use." The saint was not shy about his ideas back then. As he said, the past became a trend, and even he, the designer, turned into dust. Compared with the great sorrow of all races suffering from the disasters of the end of the world, what is it that facing the saint Lord and the kings?

The Queen of Lingfeng suddenly stood up and advised: "Please calm down, we care about the old clan. Think about the end of the world, the descendants of the future generations will naturally use all their best and use all means. Even if they become the weapon in the hands of the descendants, what's the harm? This king just sighed that such a delicate layout still ended in failure, and all clans were buried in unprecedented disasters. Fortunately, we see a glimmer of hope now. If there are still seeds of life left, we are willing to do our best to escort the blood through the channel of the Nether God and reshape the glory of all clans."

"Reshape the glory of all races. We are born for our ideals. We are willing to advance and retreat with the Lingfeng Queen and fight side by side." Someone stood up, with high fighting spirit and proudly in the world, thinking that this is the responsibility of being a ancestor, and we need to overcome all obstacles, forge ahead, and fight for a bloody road of life.

"I wish to protect the queen and reshape the style of all races." The king of ten thousand kings also stood up and walked to Her Majesty the Queen. Even the Holy Lord had many kings following him. Their will contained great righteousness. Although it was isolated for the eternal period, it was unwilling to continue his bloodline.

"Tsk, a bunch of funny guys." The Holy Lord scoffed, and a group of kings gathered around him. However, most of these kings were heroes when they were alive. They would rather let the world down than let the world down, and would not fight for future generations.

Xuanyuan Nanxing looked at the Holy Lord and smiled slightly: "You can't stay out of it. Since you have been reincarnated as a ghost, no matter how many vows you have blessed behind you, how many people have praised your name. There is not much choice for you here. Although the ancient ghost kingdom had a foundation after the formation of the Black Sea, it has already gone far on this road. Even people like me who practice dark energy are extremely yearning for the spontaneously formed kingdoms of ghosts. If it weren't for the mistake of the Star Gate and accidentally came to the Black Sea, how could such many things happen?"

"Oh? It makes sense. If you want to be the emperor and the king, you must absorb nutrients. The ancient ghost country can save a lot of exploration time. With the help of the Black Sea tide, you may get unexpected gains." The Holy Lord's eyes changed continuously, and those kings who were following him temporarily also thought about it. The ready-made path was placed in front of them. With their personality, there was no reason not to go by the way.

"Okay, whether you are for future generations or for yourself, you need to step into the ancient ghost country and follow me to see." Xuanyuan Nanxing suddenly became majestic, and a purple figure appeared behind him. He was a great war god, carrying the entire human race, and was a great emperor.

Just as the ghosts were quiet and the saint was about to reveal the origin of the third holy weapon, the hull suddenly shook.

"I'll go, which bastard dares to attack the divine ship? Brothers, hurry up and enter their respective combat locations to prepare for the battle." Kudoli shouted, and rushed to the internal node of the divine ship. Each person's feet automatically generated a magic platform, with boundless imprints expanded, interspersed inscriptions in various cabins everywhere, and inscriptions of various races were superimposed in the space inside the ship.

The divine ship is the crystallization of wisdom of all races, and is the tomb of the Saint Lord. It is only seen in the Black Sea and is very arrogant.

"The Fayan sees through and sets up outlets, and the enemy is at the 753 o'clock." A boy with two wings and three eyes roars.

"The enemy's seven or five three points are estimated, energy level estimates, checks and balances are establishing standards, and the danger level is soaring." The only girl blinked and reported.

"Request an attack command and open the third energy reserve room of the Divine Ship." The first-born two-horned cowhead boy said gasping, with two balls of black gas spurting out of his nostrils, looking a little nervous.

"Agree to tentative attacks and execute them immediately." Kudolly has already ascended the captain's throne, and the throne condensed in the light and showed majesty.

"Break the method, attack!" The old man who was invited back from the two crab shell giants suddenly became clear. Although he had not much cultivation, he burst out with a unique aura, as if he had turned into two fully armed fighters, holding up his sword to greet him, and looking at him as if he was home.

Xuanyuan Nanxing smiled slightly. These two old guys are not simple. They should have had a tacit understanding and are definitely not ordinary people. Don’t look at their usual timid and cautious appearance. When they are serious, they will definitely be shocked. Unfortunately, they feel that they are discouraged and have not shown much real skills, and are still perfunctory. Even so, the qualities they have cultivated over the years have been shown, and it is enough to cooperate with the nervous operation and running-in of the small-sized crew!

The two old men raised their hands at the same time and flew a little forward.

With a light "pop", the divine ship shone brightly throughout the room, and incredible energy gathered, all gathered together, and a trace of power was differentiated from the tomb of the Saint Lord as a pull, blasting towards the target point.

Thanks to the rich collection of demon spirits, there are many energy crystals born from the Jedi. Although the purity of these crystals is awful, the divine ship has never been picky about food, and because it is too complicated and eroded by the Black Sea, it can stimulate violent energy and kill endlessly.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

A roar sounded from the target point, and Kudoli's so-called test showed a powerful posture under the exquisite operation of the two old men.

Because the Black Sea is too dark, all the points are virtual and are set by the divine ship. Once locked, all the spaces in the area will be affected and cannot be avoided even if you want to.

The old man who sat on the throne of the adjutant sighed, "It's a bit bad! The enemy is luring us to attack, so we set up a situation in advance. We should arrive at Yanboao as soon as possible, so we should not cause any trouble."

"Damn it, the magic ship is full of energy. Don't say that you can do one game gorgeously, you can support it even if you do a few games." Kudolly was eager to try it, not like two groggy old men. Even if you notice that the enemy is different, you will feel weak.

"Hey, I'm old! I thought I was living a life of financial difficulties. But I forgot that our little captain is a rich man now. However, with Captain Nanxing's huge plan, these possessions are not enough! Maybe after this trip, they will become pauper again." The old man who sat on the throne of the staff officer grinned his teeth. When he took action just now, he disappeared completely, as if he was chatting.

"Hey, you two old men don't talk nonsense. This is teaching funding. My brother once said that the first element of polishing crew members is willing to spend money and spend a lot of money. Don't worry, my brother Nanxing is very amazing. He is very good at doing good things and doing things. Maybe he can get a few turns and get a lot of money. I am not worried about becoming poor. What are you worried about?" Kudoli said seriously.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, the two old men looked at each other across the throne, and at the same time they laughed, making Kudoli tighten his scalp.

"Okay, very good, very good."

The adjutant and the staff officer applauded at the same time: "It's a captain's material. Everyone says that they are willing to give up. If they don't give up, how can they get it? How many people can see it clearly? But we two old guys are too petty. But, I have to ask, Captain Nanxing, what do you think?"

A voice came from afar: "The two have a lot of considerations and excellent professional quality. You don't have to worry about spending. No matter how things develop, I will fully support Kudoli. Since the enemy is here to fight, we will fight to prevent future troubles."

"Hahaha, okay, let's fight in a gorgeous way." The two old men were particularly happy and trembled with excitement. They rose up and quickly formed handprints with their hands, with astringent inscriptions superimposed on the void, as if their palms slapped on the many marks of the divine ship, and their light was radiant.

With a "buzzing" sound, the breath of the divine ship was completely different.

Xuanyuan Nanxing opened his Dharma eyes and nodded, "The two elders are still unwilling to be lonely! The swords that have been covered with dust for many years are unsheathed, and I don't know what level can we reach, so let's wait and see."
Chapter completed!