Chapter 1554

Ye Tianze didn't go to see Suzaku because he is now a dead body. Even if he sees Suzaku, life and death are separated and out of reach.

He also knew Suzaku's suffering over the years. She had spent the past 100 years in regret and helplessness.

Ye Tianze knew that to untie her knot, she had to get back what she had lost.

He will fulfill the long-cherished wish of his previous life. When he stands on the top of Buzhou Mountain, when all the land in the Great Desolate Continent belongs to the human race, it will be the day for him to find Suzaku.

Just like when he said that he wanted to take back Suzaku City and give it to Suzaku, this would also be a gift from him to Suzaku, a gift that would untangle her century-old knot.

Ye Tianze stood in the air, singing the hymn of death, the land he said, His Royal Highness, the buried heroic spirit gradually recovered.

Ye Tianze still remembers that the Hall of the Emperor used to be the Hall of Heroes. In his era, the Hall of Heroes was built to commemorate the heroic spirits who died in every war.

The place where the warriors of the human race stand is the territory of the human race, and the place where the warriors of the human race are buried is the territory of the human race. They waited for this call for fifty thousand years.

"Shanhai Regiment, summon from my emperor!"

"Vulcan Legion, summoned from my emperor!"

"Linyuan Legion, summoned from my emperor!"

"Storm Legion, summon from my emperor!"

"The Xuanjin Legion, summoned from my emperor!"

"The Thunder Legion, summoned from my emperor!"

"Taiyue Legion, summoned from my emperor!"

When they climbed out of the ground, only the bones were left, but in these bones there was the will of the human race, just like when Ye Tianze had just recovered and was assassinated by Xuan's black sword in the Palace of the Emperor.

His warriors stepped forward and blocked that sword for him, and after that, they waited countless years, and at this moment, they recovered again.

He couldn't see the familiar faces, but Ye Tianze could remember the aura on them, the fighting spirit on them.

His Human Race Seven Armies took shape again, and they continued to gather together and were uniform.

Looking at them, Ye Tianze remembered the song "Going Against the Sky" that he wrote at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

He said aloud: "With an axe, the world will be opened, and all the herbs will cry."

"Move mountains to fill the North Sea, and split the soil to control floods and famines."

"The sky destroys my ambition, and I cut my head to dance."

"The Tao contains three thousand words, where is Mengzhi now?"

"The fire burns and shoots the big sun, and takes off the Big Dipper to fill the sky!"

This is not all the soldiers of the Seventh Army. Most of them died in Buzhou Mountain, but they also belong to the Seventh Army of the Human Race. Even if they are not the most elite part, they once had their own sequence.

Their hearts will no longer beat, their blood will no longer boil, but their will remains.

After the sound of "Pick off the Big Dipper to fill the sky" passed, a voice trembled in their withered bones.

"What my emperor points to, where the sword is directed!"

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The wind gently blew the tips of Gao Chenyun's hair. On the bloody battlefield, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere. The corpse didn't have time to converge, and it merged with the smell of blood to form a unique rancid stench.

She has long been accustomed to smelling this kind of breath, and the human race has retreated step by step until now, and they have always smelled this kind of breath all the way.

At this moment, a rare ray of tranquility appeared on the battlefield.

They were surrounded, and the blood-colored land under their feet caused great erosion to their primordial power. Once the wounds bleed and were not sealed, these lands would make their wounds bleed continuously.

For the Shura tribe, this was the home game, and Gao Chenyun was unwilling to fight in this situation, but she had no way out.

The surrounding Shura, like a vast ocean, surrounded the three divisions of the Weiyang Army.

Feng Wugui's face was full of exhaustion. His wind department had been completely lost. Facing the current battlefield, he did not show any fear.

Because he was ready to die.

He remembered the words of his eldest brother: "What is a warrior? In the face of darkness, stand forward, in the face of death, without turning back, and those who live to death can be warriors!"

In the face of death, Feng Wugui was fearless. He raised his hand and held Gao Chenyun's hand.

Shan Haifu of the Ministry of Water is no longer a little girl. Under the baptism of countless wars, she is the commander of the first army and a soldier of the Shanhai Regiment.

Facing the overwhelming Shura army, Shan Haifu looked at Dugu Promise beside him, holding the frost spear left by his teacher Shui Bingyue in one hand and Dugu Promise in the other, and asked, "Are you afraid? "

"Where you are, I have nothing to fear." Dugu promise said calmly.

Shan Haifu smiled slightly, and that smile was extremely happy. In the face of death, in her eyes, there was no death, only the people she loved. Even if they were torn apart by the Asura tribe and devoured their flesh and blood, she was not afraid.

The faces of the Shura tribe were full of tyranny. They didn't respect the opponent in front of them, they just hated the opponent in front of them.

In the past 100 years, they have suffered a lot of losses in the three hands, but this is not important.

With the sound of the horn of war, the army of the Shura tribe rushed over like a mountain, but the warriors of the three tribes did not give in.

The wounds are bleeding, they do not back down, in the face of death, they do not back down, they wave the weapons in their hands, just as they shouted: blood will not dry, death will not truce.

However, everything will come to an end.

Just when they were about to face death, a high-pitched song suddenly came from a distance. The voice was extremely heroic. The song sang: The body of an ant; can An Neng fight?

War or not? Fight no! "

Repair my armor, sharpen my spear!

Fight no! War or not?

Share the hatred with the child, share the same anxiety with the child.

Fight no! War or not?

Swipe your sword to smash the dust and cleanse Liuhe!

Fight no! Fight no!

The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!

Fight no! Fight no!

The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!

Fight no! Fight no!

God bless my emperor, God bless my family!

Gao Chenyun, who heard this song, suspected that she was delusional. She looked at Feng Wugui and found that Feng Wugui had the same expression.

"Reinforcement?"

For a moment, there was hope in Gao Chenyun's eyes.

But at this moment, her hopes were instantly dashed, what reinforcements? Where did the reinforcements from the human race come from?

Tang Tianjun couldn't take care of himself. The monsters they faced were not weaker than the Shura people here, and they were even stronger.

However, only the human race can sing this battle song, and Tang Tianjun doesn't have such a loud voice. She is too familiar with the bastards from the Fire Department. How can they sing so vigorously and vicissitudes of life?

Several people thought that there was an illusion, and it seemed that they were still afraid of death. If they were not afraid of death, how could such an illusion appear?

They didn't feel ashamed, after all, in the face of death, everyone would be afraid, but some people suppressed their fear with stronger will.

"No!" Shan Haifu suddenly looked at the attacking Shura tribe and said, "It's not right, their attack has become weaker!"

Not waiting for Dugu's promise to react, he glanced at the distance, and then saw that outside the battlefield, an army was killing the Shura tribe.

And this army was the army that sang the war song. They were unstoppable, and the Shura people who were fighting against them fell into extreme panic.