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The three words of the ancestral temple, Lin Hao has heard it many times.

This is the fundamental place of the human race, which gathers the top strong people in the world of jiuxiao sky.

Arriving at the ancestral palace, Lin Hao was shocked by the scene in front of him.

There is no luxury here, even can be described as simple.

It's more like a common village than it is.

However, each building is far away from each other. In the center of the building, there is a round altar, which floats in the air, and a huge stone tablet is erected on the altar.

Lin Hao, looking at the stone tablet from a long distance, felt a bleak and solemn breath, as if he saw the picture of countless people soldiers fighting in the bath.

Lu Zhan has put up his usual rough and said: "every strong man who has made great contributions to the people will be engraved in the monument of the British martyrs after falling, and will be worshiped by the descendants of the people.

If one day, my name of Lu Zhan is engraved on the monument of Great Britain. Lin Hao, you remember to tell you that the elder brothers and sisters, do not grieve, but be happy for me. "

Luo Qingyi rarely refutes Lu Zhan's words and says, "in the past, every member of the people who came here will do something to salute before the monument of the heroes."

Lin Hao nodded, and with Luo Qingyi and Nalu war, he flew towards the altar and swept away.

Come to the monument of the martyrs.

Lin Hao's feeling is stronger.

The monument of heroes is high and unknown, just like it runs through the sky.

The words carved on the monument seem to have life, shouting, fighting.

Lin Hao's eyes, focused on a name, the next moment, his mind, then emerged a large number of information.

"Zhou Han: in the middle three days, the Lord of Xuanyuan temple, the leader of Xuanyuan temple, led the people to fight against the Shenzu for 15237 years. He was trapped in the eight gods of the Shenzu to kill himself, and killed all the three gods of the gods, and severely damaged the five gods, and rescued one hundred and sixty-one young Tianjiao."

These information in Lin Hao's mind, gradually turned into a figure.

It was the Han Dynasty, the former palace leader of Xuanyuan temple, which was the man in the middle three days. His skin was a little dark and looked very thick.

Lin Hao, in his heart, was respectful.

The stone tablet records only the most brilliant information of the first World War, and there are many achievements that have not been recorded. I want to come, the former palace owner of Xuanyuan Temple must have been stained with the blood of countless gods.

Lin Hao's eyes shifted to another name.

"Ling frost, commander of Zixiao Tianren, the master of God, a gun of heaven frost, broke 13 temples of the Shenzu, and killed the five gods and kings of the Shenzu."

The powerful man of the Fallen God, who is a strong figure, is a strong man with a large body, wearing silver armor and holding silver gun. After that, a red cape flutters and is of great power.

Lin Hao's eyes, again, suddenly, saw a very familiar name.

"Ancient desert, the Deputy palace leader of the Yanhuang temple in the next three days, took the God as the master, and stepped into the middle three days. The gods launched an attack and killing plan to kill a large number of soldiers of the people. The ancient desert led the army to fight back, and killed all the powerful enemies of the gods who had committed them, and the original source burned out and died!"

The figure of the ancient desert is manifest in Lin Hao's mind.

The appearance of meticulous smile, in Lin Hao's heart, set off a huge sea of horror.

As you remember, the second time I saw the ancient desert, huocang, Lin Hao's elder brother, took the road of invincible God King. Lin Hao followed the people from the virtual world into the sky.

At that time, Lin Hao did not know the identity of the ancient desert.

The ancient desert patted his shoulder, quietly, and then entered a force, for Lin Hao to cover up the original world breath just opened up.

In the chaos battlefield of the virtual god world, Lin Hao led the younger generation of the people, and played a faint battle with the younger generation of the gods. The gods and the people were moved out, and the ancient desert arrived in time to resolve the crisis.

In the final World War I of the real martial arts, Lin Hao entered the sky realm of Shenxiao with the Tianmen created by Lu Yi. In order to win time for Lin Hao, the ancient desert chose to break through and left the next three days of countless million years in the town.

A scene of the picture, Lin Hao's impression is very deep.

Lin Hao thought that he could go to zhongsan soon and meet with ancient desert and others But did not think, goodbye to the ancient desert, but in the ancestral temple of the monument.

One name, one piece of deeds, a shadow, constantly appear in Lin Hao's mind.

Lin Hao's eyes are moist and slightly red.

His mood was in a sharp fluctuation.

"Lin Hao, remember the martyrs and inherit the will of martyrs, which is what we still live to do!" A light drink, like a thunder, ring in Lin Hao's mind.

Lin Hao went back to God, and looked at Qingtian Jun and said, "you can rest assured, I understand."

Qingtian Jun nodded and said, "everyone who came to the monument like you will be a bit out of shape. Your Grandmaster of the war god palace, who knelt here, cried for three days and three nights."Lu Zhan was mentioned, but without any embarrassment, he looked at the heroic Monument and said, "my name will be engraved here one day. Maybe someone will cry for me."

No one spoke again.

Luo Qingyi and LV Zhan both bowed and solemnly performed a great ceremony.

Lin Hao is the same, ready to bow.

But at the moment when he bent over, the monument of heroes suddenly vibrated, and a blazing light burst out. A gentle divine power held Lin Hao's body and did not allow him to salute.

On one side, Lu Zhan and Luo Qingyi were shocked.

All the strong people of the whole ancestral temple walked out of the place where they lived and practiced, and looked at the direction of the monument of heroes and martyrs.

Lin Hao's eyes were firm. He looked at the monument and said, "although I don't know what the reason is, you don't allow me to worship, but this worship must be done!"

The voice fell and the soft power that held Lin Hao's body dissipated.

Lin Hao solemnly said goodbye.

There is no movement on the monument.

Luo Qingyi and LV Zhan looked at each other, and then Luo Qingyi opened his mouth and said, "Lin Hao, I'll take you to the square palace master first."

In the last three days, there was only one person who was called the palace master by Luo Qingyi, and that was the Lord of the ancestral temple, Fang Tianhan!

Left the monument of heroes.

Luo Qingyi said, "are you confused?"

Lin Hao nodded and said, "why didn't you see the name of the God Emperor on the heroic stele?"

With the contribution of Zhenwu God Emperor to the human race, how can there be no his name in the heroic monument?

Lin Hao even speculated that it was impossible to determine whether Zhenwu God Emperor had really fallen.

Luo Qingyi said: "that heroic monument is the God Emperor."

Lin Hao was shocked.

Luo Qingyi said: "the monument of heroes and martyrs was forged by the emperor of God at the beginning. Although you didn't see the name taboo of God Emperor on the monument, you saw the backbone of God Emperor!"

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