"Is this the power of the God of Light?"

In mid-air, Ling Xiao asked to himself, he stretched out his hand, the three-foot-long Bright Holy Sword flashed with dreamy colors in the sunlight, and the sword body condensed all things in heaven and earth, ancient ancestors, flowers, grasses, insects and fish, holding it in his hand, the power of heaven and earth slowly surged, and with the light god outfit, it was incomparably powerful. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, he is like the center of the world. He had a gut feeling that once he fully exerted his power, even the sky could be torn apart.

After a while, Ling Xiao withdrew the Bright Divine Costume into his body, and the Bright Divine Sword turned into a ray of light and drilled into his body, and there was a small crystal clear sword mark in the center of his eyebrows, not only was it not weird, on the contrary, there was also a sense of sacredness.

Almost at a glance, Ling Xiao saw the many mountain giants kneeling on the edge of the valley, and at this time, they were looking at him with reverence, and there was indescribable excitement in their eyes.

In accepting the inheritance of the God of Light, Ling Xiao knew one thing, this mountain giant, had made a big mistake back then, and was originally going to be executed by the God King, but it was Michael who protected them and allowed them to pass it on.

From then on, the mountain giants followed Michael's side. In the ultimate battle of the year, the mountain giant clan followed his left and right, bravely killing the enemy, and even the mountain giant king, unfortunately fell in that battle, this clan was born with divine power, rocky skin, and strong magic and physical resistance, which once brought a lot of trouble to the evil clan.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, the six light wings behind him flapped slightly, and almost instantly, he came to the front of the mountain giant leader, and where he had just stayed, there was another one who was slowly smiling, and after a long time, it slowly dimmed, transparent, and dissipated into light and rain.

After he inherited the throne of the God of Light, his spatial magic has also reached an extremely advanced level, and he is afraid that no one in the world can compare with him.

"The Giants of the Mountains, see the ...... of the Holy Angels"

With excitement in his arms, the leader of the mountain giant was about to bow down and worship, but Ling Xiao leaned down towards him slightly, dragging his hands through the air, allowing the mountain giant's huge body to descend even a single bit.

"The mountain giants are loyal, and they have made great contributions in the original battle, how can I be able to bear such a great gift from the giants."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, then reached out and took out a stone that looked like gold and not jade from his arms, this stone was the size of an apple, and three golden scales were outlined on it, shining in the sunlight.

"It's!"

At this moment, all the mountain giants looked towards the stone in Ling Xiao's hand, and the three golden scales, like blood, hooked the blood in their whole body to boil.

"Three-scaled Heavenly Stone! This is, this is, this is the inheritance stone of the mountain giants! ”

The leader of the mountain giants was shocked, he took a few deep breaths, and then carefully stretched out the mountain leader's arm, squeezing a wisp of blood onto the stone suspended in mid-air.

Ling Xiao just watched, and did not stop him in the slightest.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the originally silent stone seemed to come to life, and the three golden scales fell off the stone, instantly enlarged, each golden scale was as thick as a mountain, intertwined and wrong, and finally turned into a character, a majestic and huge figure, between Ling Xiao and the leader of the mountain giants.

At this moment, even Ling Xiao couldn't help but miss his body slightly, not that he was afraid of this figure, but because this stone was a remnant of Michael's thoughts, telling him to transfer it to the mountain giants who had been guarding outside the inheritance land.

Flying far enough, Ling Xiao looked at the phantom condensed by these three golden scale patterns, he was as huge as several mountains, and his pale golden skin was raised high, although it was not as brilliant as bright gold, but it was even thicker and full of power.

Between the eyebrows, there is a bit of a resemblance to the leader of the mountain giants.

Ling Xiao was not stupid, and almost instantly guessed who this golden figure was, this was the king of the previous mountain giants, who followed Michael to make great achievements on the battlefield of the evil clan, and finally died heroically on the battlefield.

It's just that his relationship with the leader of the mountain giants in front of him seems to be surprising.

The King of the Mountains first nodded towards Ling Xiao to show respect, and then turned his head back to the leader of the Mountains in front of him, he didn't know what emotions were in his eyes, there was pity, relief, reluctance, and unwillingness, they looked at each other, as if they had crossed the long river of history.

It wasn't until the end, when a stream of tears came from the corner of the mountain leader's eyes, that the king of the mountain sighed, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped it from the corner of his eye.

"Father!"

With a bang, the mountain-like body of the mountain leader fell to his knees suddenly, and the mountains and ravines trembled violently as if an earthquake had occurred.

Immediately following him, the remaining mountain giants also knelt down one after another, most of them were people who survived the great battle that year, and they had witnessed the king in front of them, invincible in the battlefield, and bravely killed the enemy, this was their former belief, they were their former heroes!

"King! You're finally ...... It's back! ”

An old-looking mountain giant burst into tears, his voice trembling with a crying tone.

The King of the Mountains glanced at all the mountain giants here, including his brothers who had fought side by side, the little mountain giants who were still children, the old servants who had followed him from birth to death, and the most talented young men in the mountain giants.

However, most of the mountain giants were gone, and they completely lost their lives in the war that year.

He wanted to cry very much, but he didn't cry after all, he was the king of the mountain giants, how could he cry! Their vein, with the mountains, is higher than the sky, brave and good at fighting, and died on the battlefield, which should be the final destination!

The King of the Mountains didn't say anything, and after glancing around, he refocused his gaze on the Mountain Leader in front of him.

Although he cried like a child, the king of the mountains did not reproach at all, but his face was full of pampering and tenderness. This is his only child, and when he died in battle, the leader of the mountain range, had just been born.

"Silly boy, don't cry, you can't fall into the name of my mountain giant, our vein, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, the man should die on the battlefield, don't cry easily, in our tribe, there are only the strong, there are no soft eggs!"

This iron-blooded voice, even after Ling Xiao heard it, he couldn't help but dream of returning to the battlefield, and he couldn't wait to fight the evil clan for three hundred rounds.

Wiping two handfuls of tears vigorously, the leader of the mountain stubbornly raised his head, his eyes burning with raging fire, at this moment he longed to travel through time and space, return to his father's battlefield, and kill the enemy with him.

Seeing the appearance of the mountain leader, the king of the mountain smiled happily, he patted the mountain leader on the shoulder vigorously, and sighed with satisfaction, "You have done a good job, leave the rest to me, I haven't given you any gifts yet." ”

The leader of the mountain stood up, his voice trembling, "Don't ......"

However, with a wave of his hand, the King of the Mountains shackled him firmly in place, "Even if it is not for anything else, for the sake of this Mountain Giant, you must accept it, the Mountain Giant, it has been a long time since the birth of a king." I can feel that this world is still not peaceful, there is a kind of disgust is wafting, only when you become the king of the mountains, can you better protect the people, protect this continent, and follow Master Michael to kill the enemy! ”

After speaking, the three golden scales on the King of the Mountains recondensed onto the stone, and his figure slowly faded, about to dissipate into the heavens and the earth.

With a faint sigh, Ling Xiao bowed slightly towards the King of the Mountains who was about to dissipate, this worship was an admiration for the ancestors and sages, everything the King of the Mountains did was to protect this continent, and he didn't even have the slightest selfishness, such a person was the greatest person!

It seemed to feel Ling Xiao's movements, and an indescribable smile appeared on the face of the King of the Mountains that was about to dissipate, but more than that, it was gratifying, at this moment, he was relieved, and there was no regret at all, turning into a streamer and moistening the 100,000 mountains.

Airplanes!

At the moment when the King of the Mountains dissipated, the three-scaled Tongtian fossilized into a golden light and shot into the eyebrows of the mountain leader.

Rumble!

The mountains and ravines cheered at this moment, as if they were the king who greeted them, and after 10,000 years, the king of the mountains was finally born again.