"Who is it? Who is summoning me?" He had the intention to recover and drifted in the dark fluctuations of lead and mercury. He quickly found the specific direction of the summoning formation and turned into a sharp sword to project it.

"How long have I been sleeping? There is no light, no light, only endless silence. Finally, I heard the sound. Is that a hymn at the funeral?" Another consciousness revived, and followed the force of the formation and turned into a shimmer light, running towards the ruins.

"Her Majesty, I cannot be with you in this life, and I pray for reunion in the next life." The tragic words resounded, and the love was lingering, and I returned to my previous life in a daze, which made me feel infected and I was about to cry.

"Guarding the home, you would rather die than surrender." Ancient heroes stood firm when they waved their swords. Although it was just a different image, they showed a strong and grand spirit, and anyone who saw it felt excited.

"How could this happen? Didn't I die?" Some people maintained their will when they died, while others woke up and felt that the situation was difficult to understand at this moment. They murmured to themselves: "Did the consciousness revive? So weak, after death, some people actually praised me and became epic heroes."

The lucky one is by no means the saint. History is written by the victors and is sometimes distorted to unimaginable. The heroes who were originally full of great will have also awakened the ancient heroes. They are good at whitewashing themselves and bewitching all living beings, and are praised after death.

"Hahaha, can you be resurrected after death? This is really an interesting thing. It seems that the world has completely changed. No matter what, go to the summoning place first." A burly figure walked into the darkness. It was a huge will that had just recovered. Others were projecting it, but he didn't care about the dark fluctuations that had settled to the extreme. He was like a giant god in the Dead Sea, majestic and unclimbable.

Too many wills have revived, and when the summoning fluctuations have completely spread out, the soul-suppressing song resounds throughout Yanboao.

The ghosts who had formed a tribe stood up when they heard Xuanyin and started to communicate silently, all at a loss.

"So that's it. The fire of life in all races was taken away by the Ghost King, and he wanted to use the fire to practice the supreme magic. Humph, I remember that He Tianci was a powerful imperial prince in the last days during his lifetime. He fell to such a point and gave up the bottom line in his heart. He would never have thought of doing more in his life." Several thoughts condemned him. Obviously, he was extremely indignant at the Ghost King's behavior.

"Haha, He Tianci? A junior who used his ancestors to act recklessly has become a tycoon in the ancient ghost country? This is interesting. Since he can find help in the ancient ghost country, how bad is this king? It must be better than him." A ghost king said.

"Children, hurry up and take all the belongings you can take with you. This time, I'm afraid you will be on an expedition. Although your body is so cold now, your ambition is still there. You will be a hero in your life, and you will be a hero in your life. You will be a hero in your life. You will be a hero in your life. You will be a hero in your life. Let's go with the Sa family." This is a true epic hero.

The summoning formation is 10% effective, and all directions begin to respond.

Some ghosts are content with the status quo and are unwilling to obey orders. When the soul-suppressing song sounds three times, the guide road will automatically disappear.

You should know that the ruins hall is the most mysterious place in Yanboao, and it is naturally a magnificent barrier. If there is no protection of the divine ship, it is difficult for the invasion of the idle power, and this will also include Xuanyuan Nanxing's ability and Zimobao Mirror. Therefore, if you do not agree with the guidance, you will lose the opportunity.

Ancient God Ship has been here once, but when the captain of the ancient God Ship saw the stone pillar nailing the Hydra from afar, he was shocked and felt that this place might be the territory of a ghost king.

It’s okay for an ordinary king to be born. If a true king who is extremely consistent with the laws of darkness is born, then the five saints gather together, and even the ancient god ship cannot afford to be sinned, so he deliberately avoids it and only moves around Yanboao. The higher the level, the less dare he dare to act rashly.

Today is different. How could those who follow the saints, whose sensing power is so powerful that they can't be noticed? Seeing the dense figures cast towards Yanboao's taboo core, they hesitated a little and followed, wanting to see what the hell was, hoping to intercept Mengke and find out the source of the Moko Kasyapa element.

The steady people are still waiting and watching. There are the saints who are old and need the Mokkaya element to prolong their lives. They can't control so much. They bang forward and never avoid it anymore.

Nowadays, Meng Ke is a rare product, and there are too many people who want to find her.

The Yu Miao, who came from the Flying Stick Clan, was also silently observing from afar. He had frowned more than once. There were too many enemies. If they were all coming to Meng Ke, even if he was extremely powerful and had a powerful treasure to suppress his own strength, it would be difficult to get a bargain.

"Oh! What the hell is this little bastard in Nanxing? He could have monitored some situations from afar through Meng Ke before, and since he got the treasure mirror, it has blocked all contacts." Yu Miao claimed to be extraordinary, so how could he not keep a backup plan? But now even the backup plan is not working. He only feels that the young nephew brought back by Meng Ke is becoming more and more mysterious, making people unable to see through it.

"Is the word wonderful? Don't be nervous, I want to make a deal with you." A figure suddenly walked out of the darkness, and it was the clone of the Saint who had the ability to send messages to the outside world through the star gate.

"Oh? Diting Holy Lord, you have not been saint for a long time, why did you come to wade into this muddy water?" Yu Miao was very surprised. He did not notice the presence of the Holy Lord's clone before.

"Isn't it that I was hit hard in my early years, and even my life span was affected. I was planning ahead and wanted to get some Moko Kasyapa elements from Miss Mengke. I don't know who exposed the news. It was originally under my control, but now even the idiots in the Black Sea are involved. I can only start with you and want to discuss with Miss Mengke." Diting Saint Lord clone said with a wry smile.

"Use me as a microphone? Unfortunately, Meng Ke's little nephew seemed to have resistance to me. Last time, he was not far from the divine ship, but he excluded me and did not communicate with me at all." Yu Miao looked into the distance and did not respond positively.

"Haha, you can rest assured. I am lucky enough to understand their location in advance and have a way to send you to the vicinity of the divine ship. As far as I know, Mengke's child's character may like you to chase her, and think it's interesting. No matter what she wants, I swear to get it for her." The clone of this saint was extremely determined. It seems that he is determined to win the element of Moke Kashyapa.

Yu Miao pondered for a moment, and a few thoughts flashed through his mind. He nodded and said, "The Holy Lord swears that it is not a trivial matter. If he can really send me to the vicinity of the divine ship, he is willing to match it."

"Okay, I'm waiting for your words!" The Holy Lord smiled, raised his hand to release hundreds of stone platforms, and instantly pieced together a portal.

"This? Is this the Suzaku Gate among the Four Methods?" Yu Miao was quite shocked.

"Yes, your kid has no bad eyesight. This is indeed the Sifang Zhuque Gate, which is an unexpected gain in the past. It is said that it can perform the most mysterious teleportation. Unfortunately, I only got one method door, which can only transmit you to the coordinate location like a shell. If I can get all the four method doors, even if I can't leave the Black Sea, it should not be difficult to send information out." The Holy Lord clone grabbed Xiang Yumiao in the air.

Just as the invisible big hand was about to capture Yumiao, the genius of the flying stick tribe twisted, leaving a message: "Thank you, Lord Di Ting, for sending you to me. Yumiao practices have the space law. I will borrow your four-sided Vermillion Bird Gate to take the lead."

"Huh? This kid has a good potential." Even though he was a clone of the Saint Lord, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yu Miaoyuan's qi. He immediately said from afar: "Remember, this Saint Lord is willing to make a great vow, hoping that Miss Mengke will take out the Moko Kasyapa element or inform the place of origin."

Not only did the outsiders gather and the heroes of the Black Sea Holy City gather, but the Yanboao was even more lively. The summoning formation was used to exert all strength to awaken the heroes of all races. Their figures crossed the long river of history and entered the ancient ruins forbidden space.

Ten thousand races are just a general term. The real race is more than ten thousand. It is said to be one million, or ten million. If it is considered a small number, it is probably as many as tens of millions. If some beast races such as the Baxia can count them, they may reach tens of millions.

There is no need for too many people in each race. Just one hero needs to revive, which is a huge magnitude. In addition, some epic heroes always like to gather a group of companion heroes around them, which is very popular, so they appear in large numbers, which is dazzling.

"It's so dazzling. The geniuses, heroes and kings of that era gathered together. Some people can still name them now, while others are almost submerged in the long river of history. No matter what, today is of great significance to them." The Kings of Ten Thousand Kings looked at each other from a distance.

In the space of the hall, the dimness intertwined into light clouds, and several majestic figures stood on it. They looked up at the summoning array platform that emitted a circle of purple fluctuations, and whispered loudly: "Who are you? Have you encountered a destruction of all races? Why are you playing the Soul-Suppressing Song here?"

"In the lower human race, Xuanyuan Nanxing, is not the race of the past years, but a race from another world, hoping to use your strength to fight a way out. The great catastrophe of the end of the world has depressed the glory, and your race has passed away. However, a trace of blood is left behind. If the ghost king named He Tianci has not succeeded yet, he still has a chance to retrieve the fire of life." Xuanyuan Nanxing expressed the facts happily.

Thoughts fluctuate layer by layer, turning into languages ​​of various races and radiating.

"What? The great catastrophe in the end of the world? The glory disappears, and the descendants die?" The heroes were as if they were hit by five thunders, and they were unwilling to believe that this was true.

Xuanyuan Nanxing gave them some time to digest the drastic changes in the end times. He was concentrating on waiting for those heroes who had recovered. If the power of the divine ship alone absorbed dark energy from Yanboao, even a hundred years later, he would not be able to satisfy so many thoughts to recover. Therefore, those dark crystals accumulated in the hands of heroes are needed first, and I believe that as long as it is a ghost, they will be exhausted to collect this thing.

Heroes are easier to revive than ordinary ghosts because they have strong minds and relatively complete memory fragments, and almost no additional splicing is required.

This summoning also attracted many lonely ghosts, all of whom have no intelligence. Under the guidance of the summoning formation, they automatically threw themselves into the black and white millstone of the divine ship to contribute to the recovery of hundreds of millions of heroic spirits.

Just as the sleeping heroes of all races in the core area of ​​Yanboao were mostly revived, the sound of horse hooves, fighting and scolding were faintly heard, and the majestic and silence came close quickly.

A "boom" sound was like opening a star gate.

The next moment, the ancient army lined up on the spot, and looked around and there were military formations everywhere. One or several luxury chariots appeared in the four directions of the southeast, west and north. The fallen flowers were colorful and the treasures were shining. The originally spacious hall space suddenly became narrower.
Chapter completed!