"Ahh

The old thief breathed slowly, smiled, and slowly hung the cross on Jin Rui's chest.

"I have fallen into darkness, and I will suffer endless torments in purgatory for all eternity......"

"I'm going to put this cross on you with my own hands......

"From today onwards, you are the new exorcist of the Vatican......"

Tremblingly, he took off the bracelet on his wrist and put it on Jin Rui.

Quietly said: "According to your father's will and the rules of the last line of defense. I can't tell you anything about your father......"

"Now, it's different. ”

"With this bracelet, you are the ultimate pillar of the last line of defense. You have the right to know everything about the last line of defense. ”

"Your father is ...... The last line of defense ......"

"The Second Heavenly Soldier!"

Jin Rui was suddenly shocked!!

Stand on the spot!!

The Celestial Soldier is my father!?

The thief old man smiled slightly, and said softly: "Your father is the greatest hero in the history of mankind......"

"Everything and all about him, you'll find the answer in the Celestial Soldier Cemetery. ”

"In his coffin...... There's something he's left for you......"

"I thought you wouldn't need it...... You now have the strength to avenge your father. ”

"You are the greatest pride of your father's life......"

"The same ...... You...... It is also the greatest pride of my life. ”

"Peerless...... Heavenly Soldier ...... You...... Well deserved!"

Jin Rui hugged the old man tightly in his arms, crying and shouting, "Godfather!!"

The old thief snorted, grabbed Jin Rui's arm tightly, and hissed: "Manman...... Stay...... She ......"

The rest of the words were not spoken, and the thief old man's eyes widened, and his head fell into Jin Rui's arms.

Suddenly pass away.

The last of the last of the lines of defense, the last founder, ended his life.

A generation of legends, this is the end of the curtain!

Big Star Falls!

Jin Rui hugged the thief old man, clinging to his charred body, ahhhh

"The Godfather—"

A heart-rending howl echoed through the small space, like a ghost crying.

The past is like a slide show replaying in my mind.

That's an indelible memory!

With the strength of the old man's sect master, as long as his heart is not broken, his head is not moved, and his dantian is not destroyed, he will be able to survive.

If it weren't for the explosion a second ago, the thief old man saved himself and Zhang Jiang......

If it weren't for the fall, the thief old man would open the last realm to protect himself......

has seen too many lives and deaths, and has experienced countless lives of nine deaths, but when the old thief himself died in his arms, Jin Rui still couldn't accept it

Grief and anger are enough to overwhelm the whole world.

"Dead Mother-in-law!!"

"Old thief, ......"

There was a low breath from the left, and Zhang Jiang held his breath, leaning against the rock wall, and slowly got up, shaking all over.

The two heavenly soldiers sat silently until the old thief's body was cold and stiff.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Jiang leaned against the rock wall and began to use his innate power to heal his injuries independently.

Jin Rui hugged the old thief tightly, and his tears were dry.

Gently put the old thief on the ground and arrange the old thief's clothes.

The old thief's hands were already black and charred, his right hand was loosely resting on the ground, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, and he didn't break it after a few breaks.

The index finger of the left fist is always pointing in one direction.

Jin Rui was stunned and looked in the direction pointed by the old thief.

Standing in front of the stone wall, knocking and knocking, taking out the magic machine lighting, I finally found a clue.

Calling Zhang Jiang, facing the overall seamless rock, the two of them worked together and pushed hard with all their might.

After a few moments, a crack finally flashed out of the rock.

Seeing this scene, Jin Rui and Zhang Jiang couldn't help but be stunned.

"What is this place?"

The two dying heavenly soldiers worked together to push the rock wall away for a few more moments, and it was so easy to pass sideways.

Zhang Jiang held Xuanyue Qingyun in his hand, Jin Rui fixed his broken foot, and slowly followed with the body of the old thief.

In front of me is a dark passage, and even if you concentrate your eyes, you can't see the situation in front of you clearly.

I only felt that there was faint air flowing, but it was so cold that it pierced the bone marrow.

Jin Rui was a little shocked.

There is such a place deep in the desert.

Counting the time, it was estimated that he walked for ten minutes before he saw a glimmer of light.

When I walked out of this passage, my eyes suddenly opened up.

It's a small cave.

The stone walls of the cave are inlaid with several fist-sized night pearls, emitting a soft light that diffusely illuminates the entire cave.

After a first glance, Jin Rui immediately determined that this was also a relic cave.

General Zhang stopped, looked up at the huge cave mansion, and whispered, "Head, what is this place?"

Jin Rui shook his head.

Step up and enter the cave.

Suddenly, a white figure suddenly met the eyes of the three of them.

Zhang Jiang suddenly changed color, stepped forward, blocked in front of Jin Rui, held Xuanyue horizontally, and was ready to attack.

Jin Rui slowly put down the body of the old man and stood quietly, the stone needle protruding from his fingers.

At the entrance of the cave, a young man stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the three of them.

The young man stood in place, like a sculpture, heroic, although he was just standing quietly, but there was a king who reigned over the world and the momentum of the king attacked him, snatching people's hearts.

The three-dimensional facial features are like knife carvings, handsome and beautiful, with angular lines, sword eyebrows, high nose and thin lips, and a pair of eyes as clear as crystal.

The spirit of heaven and earth, the ethereal spirit.

Dressed in a tight and white white power suit, proud of independence.

Behind his back are two antique long swords, one red and one white, and the sword spikes are long gone.

Although the double swords are not unsheathed, they can clearly feel the simplicity and old of the double swords and the peerless edge hidden in the scabbard.

On the belt of the white power suit, there is also a three-foot-long cyan ancient sword, which is antique and full of antiquity.

At first glance, it is extraordinary.

And in the hands of this young man, there was even a sword.

A black sword!

The pattern on the scabbard is simple and simple, the sword is more than three feet long, the hilt is black, and the style is very simple.

A thick sense of oppression overflows from the young man!

"Who are you?"

The young man spoke nicely, clear and ethereal, and did not seem to be contaminated with any earthly dust.

"Who are you?"

Jin Rui asked coldly.

Both hands clenched into fists, forcibly urging the desire to fight.

In the battle with the thief old man, all his magic power was consumed, and his powerful heart burst out with an unprecedented five critical hits.

The energy and blood of the whole body are exhausted, and the heart is now beating faintly once in ten seconds, close to running out of oil.

Rao is like this, and Jin Rui is not afraid.

The young man's eyes were cold, and he said quietly, "What year is it?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Jin Rui asked rhetorically, his eyes swept over the four long swords on the young man's body.

With his own vision, Jin Rui judged that the two red and white broadswords on the young man's back should be from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the Warring States Period.

The green sword hanging from his waist is narrower, and the style will not be lower than that of the Three Kingdoms.

The long black sword in the young man's hand looked a bit like a knife.

His gaze was cast on the scabbard of the black sword, and the inscriptions and patterns on it were the Mongolian characters of the Yuan and Mongolian periods.

Seeing this black sword, Jin Rui couldn't help but cry out coldly.

"Black Gold Slaughter!"

The young man snorted softly, "Do you know this knife?"

Jin Rui didn't answer the young man's words, and said softly: "It's 2017!"

"2017, so long!?"

The young man looked at Jin Rui, his eyes projected on Jin Rui's bracelet, and his eyes moved.

"What is this place, and who are you?"

Facing Jin Rui's inquiry, the young man turned around and walked down the steps and said quietly, "You don't know here?"

"I don't know. ”

The young man looked at Jin Rui again, and suddenly laughed, like a spring breeze.

"It's funny. You don't know your own celestial soldier cemetery, and you still come to ask me. ”

"Heavenly Soldier Cemetery!?"

"This is the Celestial Soldier Cemetery!?"

Jin Rui was stunned, quietly looked at the entire cave, and did not find any signs of the last line of defense.

The young man smiled and said, "It's been ten years, and finally two living people have come." ”

"And so badly injured. ”

looked at the thief old man in Jin Rui's arms, and said softly: "Is he also a heavenly soldier?"

After receiving Jin Rui's acquiescence, the young man slowly restrained his smile and said softly.

"In the past ten years, I have finally received a heavenly soldier. ”