The seventh floor of Wanbao Tower is a bit dark because there is no light inside. But it is also brilliant enough, because there is a show golden gun in it.

In fact, the Ah Xiu spear is very ordinary, it is just suspended in the void in volley.

One zhang long!

The spear is a foot and a half.

Guns are golden!

A cyan dragon pattern coiled on the gun, the dragon's tail went down to the tail of the gun, the dragon's head spit out the spear head on it, and the dragon's head had deep eyes, staring at the enemy who did not exist at the moment.

The so-called golden gun, the texture should be more delicate and exquisite. But it can't be seen on this gun, and the lines on the gun body are a little mottled, and there is a bit of a crazy taste.

And the green dragon pattern is even more dross. It looks bluish-black, like the color of the blood drying up in the pattern ravine.

On the body of the gun near the head of the gun, there is an ancient seal 'Xiu', the handwriting is gentle and graceful, just like the meaning of this word.

Since Lu Han called out the word 'good', Ah Xiu's golden gun has been very quiet, although he has a golden torso, it is not as dazzling as he imagined.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as low-key.

This is an ordinary golden gun that looks carved with the word 'Xiu' and painted with a green dragon.

But the four people in the room saw different things.

What Xuanyuan Li's hatred and Zhou steward saw was a mountain with a monstrous majesty. Between the heavens and the earth and the clouds, a dragon looks at the four seas of Kyushu, and its eyes look down on all beings, just like the overlord of heaven and earth.

Between the long roar of the green dragon, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the wind and clouds are turbulent......

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Steward Zhou's mouth.

Xuanyuan passed out directly from hatred!

And what Lin Huang saw...... But it is a battlefield that spans thousands of miles.

Mountains and rivers are cracked, and the earth is broken!

Tens of thousands of miles of battlefields, soaked in thick blood, are like rivers of all sizes.

The corpses of the bloody flesh were piled up one after another, emitting bursts of foul smell, as well as the corpses of countless demon beasts, and the broken banner.

On the battlefield, there are still countless strong men fighting!

Black clothes, black armor, black flags, black oppression. Tens of thousands of frosty blades, in the wind with the smell of blood, exuded bursts of killing intent that covered the sky.

The golden armor and golden flag, standing high above the clouds, are also so vast and brilliant in the dark night, like a holy army descending on the earth, holy and inviolable.

In an instant, a tragic war broke out.

The black flag formed a torrent of killing, and it was invincible towards the Golden Army, mighty and fierce, not afraid of death!

The Golden Legion was really like the Kingdom of God descending, carrying the power of the Brilliant Heaven, and brutally suppressing those ugly and despicable Black Flag Legions with supreme and sacred means.

Mountains Collapse!

Rivers are cut off.

Void Shock!

The stars are falling.

The combined legions of the two sides were only hundreds of thousands, but they were killed by force, and the mountains and rivers were shaken, and the world was turned upside down.

It wasn't a battle of mortal legions!

The strength shown by everyone is above the Martial Emperor.

Emperor Wu ...... It was an even more terrifying existence than the Warrior King.

And hundreds of thousands of Emperor Wu fought in military formations, which can be called using heaven and earth as the battlefield and mountains and rivers as shields.

Feeling what he saw, Lin Huang was extremely shocked, "One hundred thousand martial emperors fighting, what a terrifying force this is, what a monstrous hatred, what a tragic battle!"

Lin Huang saw the formation division with mountains and rivers as the array.

I saw someone turning into a sea of fire.

Someone carried the thunder to strike.

He saw a lot of powerful martial spirits, some flowers blooming on the other side, some thousands of miles in a day, some inviting the moon to soar, and some raising millions of troops......

Lin Huang also saw the Iron Horse Glacier Glaive Glaive Spear, Lu Han's current martial spirit.

The man with this martial soul is on the side of the black flag. Holding the golden gun in his hand, like a mad bull, with the momentum of the mountains and rivers collapsing, he rushed towards the golden army.

The golden spear in his hand was faintly surrounded by green dragons, which was the soul of the golden spear.

And that golden gun is exactly the same as Wanbaolou.

In addition to the golden gun, Lin Huang also saw another weapon, which made his mood even more volatile.

It's a demon suppressor!

In contrast, the Demon Suppression Knife is not as dazzling as the Golden Gun, and his master follows behind the owner of the Golden Gun, fearless to death, like the irreversible generosity of the Great River East to die!

Around the Demon Suppression Knife, there is also a green dragon surrounding, and the green dragon comes from the green dragon pattern on the Demon Suppression Knife.

And that's not all......

Tens of thousands of Black Flag Army, every weapon is surrounded by the soul of the green dragon soldiers. It seems that the green dragon is the faith and soul of the Black Flag Army!

However......

The Black Flag Army was defeated after all!

In a complete defeat, the heads of tens of thousands of people were chopped off one by one, connected into a chain of Buddha beads with a hundred feet, and stacked together to form a hill, and hung with a mountain peak.

Those heads, their eyes were wide open the whole time, and none of them were closed!

The blood-soaked battlefield of thousands of miles finally turned into an eternal dead silence, turning into a place where tens of thousands of martial emperors were buried, only the pitch-black vultures flew in waves, and flew away in waves......

Eventually, the last black flag erected on the wasteland fell.

Lin Huang wanted to see the lines of the black flag clearly, and he wanted to see the handwriting on the lines, but the black flag was finally broken and weathered in the wind and buried in the blood-soaked earth.

In Wanbao Tower, Lin Huang's eyes gradually cleared. For some reason, his heart was agitated, like pressing a boulder, and like pressing a mountain, which made him breathless and made him feel an inexplicable grief and indignation......

He wanted to close the heads with their eyes open, one by one!

Lin Huang looked at the Axiu Golden Gun in front of him, holding the Demon Suppression Knife in his hand, speechless, and his thoughts were numb. He didn't know if what he was looking at was a fantasy or what was really happening.

The Great War of Hundreds of Thousands of Martial Emperors!

Heads hung all over the mountain.

Such a thing, Lin Huang didn't dare to imagine, and he couldn't imagine it.

......

On the seventh floor of Wanbao Tower, he suddenly became a little sad, and it was extremely sad.

Lin Huang turned his head, looked at Lu Han and stretched out his hand, slowly and tremblingly towards Ah Xiu's golden gun, on his dark face, there was happiness, excitement, anger, and bitter sadness.

What the latter saw was very different than the wilderness of the forest.

Lu Han saw a little boy who was only six or seven years old, only four feet tall, but waving a golden gun one zhang long, which looked very funny.

However, the little boy wielded extremely seriously and meticulously.

The little boy's face was covered with sweat, but he couldn't hide his white skin. With thin lips, sword eyebrows, and resoluteness in his eyes, he always looks a little mature.

The little boy looks very similar to Lu Han, except that Lu Han is black like a lump of charcoal.

When he saw the little boy wielding the golden gun, Lu Han's eyes were a little ruddy, and a feeling of sourness hit his heart.

Then, Lu Han let out a frightened shout, "Don't!"

Lin Huang frowned, only to find that Lu Han's eyebrows were twisted in one place, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes showed horror and anger.

Under the night sky, Lu Han saw that the little boy with the gun was smashed in the head with a palm, and the palm seemed to come from the sky, domineering and strong, and then disappeared suddenly.

In the courtyard, the little boy had long lost his life, and blood covered the entire courtyard, but he was holding the golden gun in his arms.

Then two figures appeared in the courtyard, a man in pitch-black armor, as majestic as an iron tower, and his knife-carved face revealed unparalleled fierceness and domineering.

There is also a woman, who is not particularly beautiful, but she is very gentle at first glance, wearing a light blue lotus robe, like a clear lotus in the water.

Looking at the little boy in the courtyard, the woman cried out, her beautiful face was no longer bloody, and her clear eyes were full of despair, as if she had lost all the sunshine in her life.

The woman threw herself in front of the little boy, knelt in a pool of blood, held the little boy with a ball of minced flesh in her arms, and called the little boy's name heartbreakingly, like madness.

Behind the woman, the figure of the man with the iron tower shook violently, but he didn't move a single step, and there was only endless anger on his domineering face, so angry that all the iron armor on his body turned into powder.

The man stepped on the little boy's blood and hugged the woman tightly in his arms, but found that the woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, her face was full of gray and despair, and her liver and intestines were desperate!

"Revenge!"

In the world, no matter how gentle a woman is, once she loses the most important thing in her life, she will turn into a rakshasa of revenge, and pay for her blood debts.

"Not right now!"

The man stroked the woman's cheek, his deep eyebrows twisted together, and his deep voice was like a bound tiger, "Only by stepping into the realm of Wuhou can there be hope!"

"How long?"

The woman raised her pale face and looked at the man in front of her wistfully.

"Three years!"

The man's eyes were full of fierceness, "In three years, I will let the blood stain that mountain, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

"Three years...... You're going to have three years...... Hahaha......"

Listening to the man's answer, the woman suddenly let out a crazy smile, "Do you want to let us Qiuqiu not blink for three years, and you want Qiuqiu to tell his mother in his dream every night that he is lying alone in a cold place?"

"One year!"

Looking at the woman who had long lost her mind, the man gritted his teeth and said with pity and pain.

"I want today!"

In the courtyard at night, the woman roared frantically, "You have that golden gun, why can't it be today! You are in charge of an army of millions, why can't it be today!"

"The soul of the golden gun is dead, and it is difficult for a million army to kill dozens of martial marquis!"

The man explained weakly, his heart was like a needle prick, and he felt a deep humiliation, and the revenge of killing his son could not be avenged day and night, which made him feel his incompetence.

Especially he has always been proud.

"Then awaken the soul of the golden gun!"

The woman's face was stubborn, and her face was as pale as paper, full of determination.

"Can't wake up!"

The man stared at the woman in front of him and shook his head affirmatively.

"You know how to wake up, you don't know I also know how to awaken the soul of the golden gun!"

The woman looked at her husband in front of her persistently, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of her bloody mouth, "When you first saw me, you should have killed me as a sacrifice to awaken the soul of the Golden Spear of the Glaive."

"You shouldn't fall in love with me!"

"We have been together for ten years and I am very happy!"

"You're a big husband, but you're not a good father!"

"Your family's nine veins are single, you have your own mission, and your mission needs a golden gun."

"Revenge also requires a golden gun!"

"I want to be with Qiuqiu!"

The woman held the little boy in her arms, her eyes full of tenderness, and her voice was full of pity and despair.

......

That night.

That city!

There was a roar like a mad dragon.

On that day, Xuanyuan, the young master of the Xuanyuan clan, raised troops and raised millions of troops to destroy Dongxuan, and Dongxuanzong did not leave chickens and dogs, and no grass grows......

Since then, a sassy golden gun has appeared in the East Spirit Realm, and there is an extra show word on the golden gun.

It's called Axiu Golden Gun!

Anyway, I think the name Axiu Golden Gun is a good thief......

(End of chapter)