Chapter 4121

That is, Fengchan Mount Tai.

Ancient kings set up altars on Mount Tai to offer sacrifices, reported their achievements and obtained the recognition of the human race, so as to truly become the emperor.

It is said that when Emperor Xianhuang was granted Mount Tai, all the heroes in the world admired him. The five ethnic groups of people, demons, immortals, ghosts and monsters all had their own luck, which helped the strength of emperor Xianhuang soar, and was able to be granted the right position. The scenery of the world followed.

Although emperor Taiqian was invincible all his life, he failed to achieve the step of closing the Zen to Mount Tai.

Because Mount Tai was entrenched by ancient demons after the death of Emperor Xian.

After Wen Sheng granted heaven, the territory of Mount Tai has been delimited outside the territory.

Even though there were countless emperors who wanted to conquer that area and recapture Mount Tai, they still failed and returned in vain.

"We can't be in a different world." Big black trembled.

There are many different worlds in this world.

When fighting with great mana, some strong people often tear the void and form space cracks.

Once upon a time, some people would drill into these space cracks, and some would be lost in the vast space and never come out again. On the contrary, some people would wander into a different world and escape after thousands of hardships to describe all they saw.

In the middle ages, "Tao Qian", the sage of literature, once entered a strange world in Taoyuan, which was full of aura. It was like a fairyland. When he came out, he could no longer enter that strange world.

Lu Yu shook his head: "the laws of heaven here can never be owned by any different world. This should not be a different world."

Different world, in the final analysis, is just a incomplete world.

For example, the space in Lu Yu's storage bag is equivalent to a different world, but the space and law are far less stable than the outside world.

"They know I should ask." Lu Yu looked at the group of soldiers present.

At this time, the bodies of all the dead soldiers were stacked together.

In the recent war, the entire garrison Corps lost more than 70%, which can be called tragic.

Piles and piles of corpses are densely arranged on the ground. Some people don't even have a whole corpse, their bodies are eaten, and the ground is full of wounds, while others only have a head.

The incomplete Battle Flag sounded as the wind blew.

The surviving sergeant stood in front of the bones of the dead, hit his chest with a hammer, and shouted the ancient war song in his mouth.

A general dies in a hundred battles and a strong man returns in ten years.

Some live and some die.

"Why don't you say you have no clothes and wear the same robe with your son..." some generals have tears in their eyes at the end of the song.

The sound of war songs singing around is getting louder and louder.

Many people's eyes have become red and their mouths keep singing loud and clear war songs.

After tens of thousands of years, no one will remember that in such a desolate border, there are such a group of soldiers guarding the high wall.

They are not recorded in history.

But their death brought a glimmer of hope to the Terrans. Without the protection of these people, the medieval and present world are likely to remain the scenes of ancient demons.

Lu Yu comes to Meng Shuai's bones.

His bones are very sad.

When the soldiers carried his bones back, they were shocked to find that there was not even a perfect place on Meng Shuai's body, which was broken countless.

He is respected as a martial saint, but he has been seriously injured to this extent.

Until the end, Meng Shuai didn't fall down, and the bronze sword in his hand was still stabbed in the ancient devil's body.

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