Chapter 1679

The majestic sound of war drum, majestic, resounding through the sky.

All those who listen to it raise their heads and eyes, and their souls quiver, as if they were summoned from ancient times.

"Where is the drum sound?" Too many people look in a trance, the mind is also affected, blood in the body can not help boiling.

"There is Jidao Diwei, but also a Jidao emperor soldier?"

"From the other side of the starry sky, it seems to be the edge of the universe."

"The drum sound is so strange that the boiling blood in the body can't be suppressed." Some people were surprised and confused.

There were many voices of discussion, and countless people came out of their heads, looking up at the empty sky, not knowing what the drum sound meant.

In the southern region of xuanhuang, the ancestors of fighting saints ape and Kui Niu have climbed into nothingness one after another, looking at the ethereal starry sky from afar.

"Battle drums of the heavens?" The two ancestors looked at each other.

"What war drum in the sky?" Holy ape emperor and Kui Niu emperor also set foot on the empty sky, looking at the two great ancestors in doubt.

"The battle drum of the heavens is cast by the Taoist bones of Pangu emperor, and has been handed down to the world for a long time." Kui Niu's ancestor gave a long voice.

"Only by listening to the drums, the ancestors will know that it is the battle drum of the heavens?"

"It's not an ordinary war drum. All the 130 emperors in xuanhuang had their own laws of emperor's way, which can be easily understood by hearing it."

"So it is. No wonder there is a feeling that the road is unclear. It seems to be a kind of call." Said the two emperors.

"It is indeed a call. The drums of the heavens will only beat when they are in danger." The great ape said slowly.

"The endless years have been eliminated, but now it reappears in the world. Who is fighting?" Kui Niu's ancestors frowned.

"No matter who it is, the sound of war drums is that the heavens are in trouble. We, the descendants of the emperor and Taoism, should never sit idly by."

The great ape ancestor, with great powers, stepped out of the dark wasteland step by step. The black gold iron stick in his hand was blooming with tyranny.

"Old Xuanwu, you can't come out at this moment, but when." Kui Niu Laozu shouts to the sky, also strides out of the xuanhuang.

"Isn't it coming?" Five figures walk out together.

If you take a closer look, it is the ancestors of Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque, Xuanwu and Qilin.

Five people shoulder by side, carrying the guy, are all the magic weapons of the emperor.

"It's hard to beat drums in the sky." In the East, the fairy mother of yaochi came out with her sword, just like a queen.

"It's hard to blame everyone." After the fairy mother of yaochi, two giant Qing came out of the East wasteland, one of which was Jiang Taixu.

As for the other man, he is of great stature and fierce evil spirit. He is the devil yuan, and the legendary god of swallowing heaven is him.

"Time is like a knife!" Jiang Taixu uttered a melancholy voice.

"In the end, we can't defeat the vicissitudes of life." The vicissitudes of Moyuan's smile.

After endless years, the two great heroes of the world, once again shoulder each other, but it is not their time.

After them, there are six people following them: xiaoyaozi, wujizi, tianchenzi, xuanzhenzi, yunxiaozi and chiyangzi. All the seven Donghua sons are present today.

The phoenix also came, standing on the side of Taixu and stepping on the sky.

On top of her head, hung a fairy mirror, while the emperor and the God were flying.

It was the Phoenix mirror, the Phoenix family's imperial instrument. In the past, when the Phoenix clan was destroyed, the Phoenix mirror left, and then returned to the Phoenix side.

Today's Phoenix is different from the past. In other words, she has nirvana, and the Phoenix clan has been destroyed and forgotten.

More people, out of the xuanhuang, are the grandfather of Beisheng, Jiuli, jiuxiao Zhenren, the grandfather of Jiuxian, the old fisherman, the emperor Zhun, and so on.

The ancient races also came out, all of them led by ancestors.

"Oh, Hello, they are all carrying imperial soldiers?" The ancestors of the ancient dragon nationality glanced at the four figures gathered together.

"Good to carry, steady to carry." The old ancestor of the Wu nationality coughed.

"The battle drums are rising again. I'm afraid this battle will be very difficult." Both the lingzu and the ancient ancestors were worried.

"We have a lot of people, so we are not afraid to do it." The big man of the barbarians had a rough voice, and his mallet was fierce enough.

With a smile, they stepped out of the xuanhuang, and the five great Taoist soldiers were connected with each other. The starry sky was humming and turbulent all the way.

"Who's calling for all this noise?" Little ape emperor and them, together again, each scratch head do not know why.

"There is always a bad feeling." Bei Sheng frowned.

"There are so many emperor to be, so many emperor soldiers, even greater than that of the Nine Emperors of Chu!" The big eyes of the nine immortals of the emperor's family were flashing.

"What's the matter? The heavens are going to have a big scuffle again?"

"But this battle is a bit big."

"I haven't seen anything like this for 3000 years."

"Don't say, go ahead and have a look. Maybe it's a big play."

Under the sky, full of discussion, no matter how lively the occasion, it will not be able to compete with the war drum. It is a kind of supreme call.

"King of heaven, whether to go to the war." Zhongzhou Tianxu, Tianzhu diemie standing, bow in the sky behind the king."No one is allowed to leave the sky empty." The sky is empty, the king of heaven is faint, a language is ethereal, with supreme majesty.

He also looked up at the ethereal, joyless and sad eyes, a trace of anxiety flashed, but he did not order to go to the big Chu.

In the forbidden area of forgetting Sichuan in the West desert, Meng Po stood with her hands arched, "the king of heaven, if the war is not urgent, the great Chu will not beat the drums of the sky."

"No one can forget Sichuan." Forgetting the heavenly king of Sichuan, his words are plain, just like the heavenly king of emptiness of heaven, and directly vetoed it.

"But..." Meng Po hesitated, but tried to stop.

"You should know the mission of the forbidden area." Forgetting Sichuan Heavenly King light way, this one, accompanies the world's prestige.

"Yes, yes." Meng Po's body trembled and her face was pale.

"Continue to seal the immortal body of yaochi. Don't let the son of Tianqian be born." The king of forgetting Sichuan said, turned and disappeared.

With a sigh, Meng Po turned silently and went to the depths.

Such as the sky empty, such as forget the river, purgatory, the yellow spring and the underworld, there are also voices coming out, "no one can get the forbidden area."

The king's command is ethereal, cold and dignified.

The forbidden area is silent for a moment, and the border of mountain protection is propped up.

The so-called mission does not allow the five forbidden areas to act recklessly. What they guard is much more important than the heavenly gates.

The forbidden area is quiet, the xuanhuang is lively, and the starry sky is more lively.

The vast and boundless universe of the universe is full of excitement today.

From a distance, the sky god rainbow is constantly, such as a meteor, gathered into a meteor shower, the target direction is always.

Yin Ming Star, an ancient coffin exploded, the generals came out with halberd, heavy as a mountain, stepping on the starry sky trembling.

Like the Yin Ming Star, there are too many ancient stars trembling in the places where the drums of war in the sky pass, and some people go out.

Those individuals, with the lowest level of cultivation, are also at the grand sage level. They are the old people of the hermit class and the old folks of the bone ash level.

"It turns out that there are so many quasi emperors." Immortal jiuxiao lamented that so many would-be emperors belonged to him. At the age of 3000, he stepped on the throne.

"There are many things you don't know." The old fisherman, Zhun Di, hissed, "but this quantity is really frightening."

"I'll go, who is that! Let's switch on the speed! " An old emperor to be exclaimed, how and how.

Hearing the speech, all of them followed his eyes.

In the distant starry sky, a God's Rainbow swims across the sky. It seems to be stepping on a long river of time, overturning the rules of time.

He was a young man with eyes like stars, black hair like a waterfall, and surrounded by immortal light, like an Immortal King.

He is a powerful emperor to be, and his authentic peak makes many quasi emperors feel depressed.

"Too strong." The old fisherman exclaimed.

"The sky is clear." Jiuli Laozu's eyes were full of disbelief, and he was in a state of mind at the level of emperor Zhun. He even trembled when he spoke.

"Why, it's very interesting." Seeing Jiuli Laozu's manner, all the quasi emperors asked a tentative question.

"He is the first general under the throne of emperor Xianwu."

"Emperor... Emperor Zun era." The emperor Zhun swallows his mouth. That's the real living fossil!

"In that case, even the sword God has to call him master."

"Compared with him, I feel very young again."

A group of would-be emperors are grinning and sharing the same generation with Xianwu emperor. Are they all little dolls standing in front of him?

In the sound of shock, Tianqing did not say a word and crossed empty.

His eyes, however, are engraved with traces of time. The vicissitudes of life are ancient, calm as water, and have returned to the original state. There is a supreme road that evolves in the eyes.

Its speed, not only subverts the law of time, but also the law of space, and changes greatly in time and space.

Well, the emperor Zhun pursued the old man for a long time, but he didn't catch up.

"Embarrassed No." The old fisherman, Emperor Zhun, coughed, and almost coughed.

"Embarrassed." Jiuxiao immortal and Jiuli immortal cough.

"By visual inspection, the girl is off." It was the old emperor to be again, holding his moustache, sobbing and smacking his tongue.

When the emperor Zhun looked again, he saw a woman in white, whizzing across the starry sky, and her speed was not under the clear sky.

Although only for a moment, but her divine posture, but permanently engraved in the starry sky, see a group of old guys, also look obsessed.

She is so amazing, bathed in the immortal light, gorgeous, holy and flawless, does not eat people's fireworks, does not dye the worldly fine dust, pours on the world's face, let the world's sky lose all color.

"The battle is as strong as the shoulder and the sky is clear." Jiuxiao immortal sighed.

"Who is this, you know?" The emperor to be looked at Jiuli Laozu again. The old man was very accurate in recognizing people.

"Sansheng, the second general under the throne of emperor Xianwu."

"Well, it's a living fossil again. I have to call her aunt."

"I still want to talk about my feelings with her? In this case, I still forget it. A slap can make me cry. "When a group of would-be emperors talk about it, Sansheng has disappeared in the starry sky.

Soon after, he caught up with Tianqing and stood side by side with him.

"You're... Old." Sansheng's red lips open slightly, light language a smile, words such as sounds of nature, beautiful, full of vicissitudes.

"You are as beautiful as you were then." Tianqing smile, a word, the old vicissitudes of time, than the myth is still far away.

"I, have you disturbed your conversation?" Ethereal laughter rings, the sky clear body side, and more than one person.

He is also a young man with white clothes and white hair. He is like a fairy king. His eyes accept all things and perform the way. His Qi is natural.

To be able to stand side by side with the two gods, it is obvious that he is also a divine general. Under the throne of xianzun Emperor... The third God General: Tianyuan.

They are all old guys. For his teasing, Tianqing and Sansheng shake their heads and smile, as if they are used to it.

The three people, like the rainbow of gods, add three splendor to the starry sky.

During the flight, six more people joined in, all of them were the peak of the emperor to be, and all were the generals under the emperor's throne.

The nine gods and generals gathered again after the vicissitudes of time, and they only looked at each other and laughed at each other. No matter how many words they said, they would not waste their time.

The general and the general stand side by side. They all put on the armor of the past and put on the war clothes of that year. They reappear the great power of the God general.

Just as in the past, Emperor Wu respected and pacified the heavens.