Chapter Twenty-Nine: Gods?

"So he escaped from the illusion like this, and then got us out by the way?" Yun Lang barely managed to keep a smile on his face.

It's really willful, just because I'm a little unhappy, I let Rajer use magic to destroy the illusion directly, and I have a posture that I already give you face. Yun Lang was also a little confused about who was right and who was wrong.

At this time, the space inside the tower was returned, and the spaces from the ninth to the last floors were merged. The huge space is dotted with bright gems like stars, making it even more beautiful than the starry sky.

The blue elf was still arguing with Metatron, and Yun Lang asked Luo Yuan about the general situation. It's angry and funny about Metatron's behavior.

The blue elf was naturally the realm spirit, his small body was only the size of a palm, he jumped up and down, a pair of starlight wings became less and faster, and he was still arguing with Metatron, and his speech still depended on his unique psychic communication ability.

"You will be punished by the gods!" Metatron's disdainful look angered the spirits, and the blue goblin was furious.

"Gods, I'm the one who serves the gods, and I'm in charge of you!" said Metatron deliberately.

Luo Yuan said with relief beside Yun Lang: "This realm spirit is particularly annoying, let's leave it alone, let Metatron teach him a good lesson." ”

Before Yun Lang could say anything, a dazzling light was emitted at the top of the tower.

The golden light is brilliant and shining, like the newborn sun, and its brilliance brings warmth and kindness, dispels the darkness inside the tower, shatters the starry sky, and brings clear sky.

When several people present turned their attention to the light, the spirit cheered and greeted the light.

Yun Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, blocking the light in front of him with one hand to resist the excessive stimulation of the light on his eyes, and quietly looked at the light.

The blue figure of the realm spirit plunged into the light, but the light began to converge, and the starry sky returned.

The golden light and shadow divided into seven figures. Every figure radiates a dazzling brilliance. The brilliance was no longer a shining gold, but a sea-like blue with a faint golden halo.

An inexplicable majesty spread, a kind of majesty that was similar to Longwei but completely different from Longwei.

And the seven figures gradually became clear in front of Yun Lang.

Among the seven people, there is a sword-wielder, Feng Shen is handsome, a pair of bright eyes are brighter than the stars, the sharp air is coming, and a long sword is horizontal in front of the chest, incomparable.

There is a person who has a sword, the tiger's eyes are clear, the fierce appearance is exposed, as strong as a mountain, a long knife in the hand, and millions of male teachers are watching.

Those who have a shield are silent as an abyss, as deep as the sea, with a giant shield in hand, and a mountain of swords and a sea of fire like child's play.

There is a person with a bow on his back, long hair is enchanting, there is a dark electric light in the phoenix eyes, his body is like a willow, he is wearing leather armor, and his incomparably beautiful face is cold and heroic.

There are gun-wielding people, wearing armor and cloaks, handsome and extraordinary, and with a sweep of the spear, they are invincible in the world.

There are people with iron hammers, bald heads and bare backs, their faces are like knives and axes, and their muscles are toned, like sculptures, and they are domineering.

The last person, who was also standing in the middle of the seven, was wearing a robe, tall as a pine, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, blue light surging, and the momentum of a king.

And the spirit of the realm was standing on the shoulders of this person at this time.

The seven humanoid lights and shadows were no more than the size of ordinary people, but they gave Yun Lang a sense of standing up to the sky and the earth, with endless majesty and pressure.

The realm spirit, who was still shouting and arguing, stood on the shoulder of the obviously led figure, and became extremely docile.

"Hello, what shall I call you, children?" the man at the head suddenly spoke, his voice like a clear spring, clear and beautiful, but with an inexplicable majesty in it.

"Who are you?" Yun Lang wondered. Metatron and Luo Yuan stared at the figure that suddenly appeared, with scrutiny and vigilance in their eyes, obviously, they also had Yun Lang's questions.

The figure seemed to smile, and the deep gaze that was hidden at the end of the light swept by, and Rajel let out a low wail, and the dragon's will was seriously challenged. Metatron's right hand brushed the dragon's skin, his heart filled with surprise and fear, and through the connection of his heart, he could clearly sense the trembling and panic in the depths of Rajer's blood.

More noble than the blood of the dragon, could it be a god?Metatron thought with some horror.

"We are the reappearance of the dead heroes of the Ancient Cat Realm, and the Seven Lonely Souls who have been resurrected with the only remaining strength of the will of the world. There was no more emotion in the voice, as if it was just recounting something that did not matter to him, but it answered the biggest questions of several people, and at the same time amazed several people at the same time.

The names they had heard countless times from legends stood in front of them at this time.

Heroic Spirit, the soul of a hero is resurrected, with all the power of life, but only a lonely soul, with a near-immortal life, but already dead. The purpose of their existence is to do the unfinished business as heroes, and the battles they do are obsessions that remain in the depths of memory.

In the epic stories left behind by the ancient times of the Astral Spirit Realm, they are the most heroic warriors. They fight for justice, and they are the most loyal messengers of the gods in the mortal world, the bridge between the mortal world and the divine realm, and they are both revered by mortals and favored by the gods.

The inner changes of Yun Lang and the others were quickly reflected in their faces, if the other party was really a heroic spirit, then they deserved to be respected.

"Thank you for bringing us back into the world. "I should be grateful for this, but we are lonely souls who have lost our homeland. ”

Speaking of his hometown, Ying Ling was very sad, but still continued: "We originally slept here, and we thought that we would sleep forever in the dark. But today I was born again because of you, and I feel guilty that we can't repay you right away. After all, we were very weak when we slept, but please take us away! We will fight for you, and forgive me for peeping into your good hearts. ”

"Wait, you mean that we woke you up, and we didn't do anything?" Luo Yuan asked.

"When you step into this place, the righteousness of your heart is poured into our bodies as real power, and we awaken as a result. ”

"Wasn't that trial ruined by us?" Yun Lang interjected.

Ying Ling looked a little ashamed: "Please forgive Xuanhu for his recklessness, those are just its temporary intentions." ”

Xuanhu? I'm talking about the realm spirit. All this seems to be explained, but is this heroic spirit too polite? Yun Lang and the others looked at each other a few times, and they always felt that something was wrong in their hearts.

The Ying Ling, who was the leader, seemed to see the scruples of several people, and said: "We have lost our hometown, and I think that my Yangjiao will be exiled to another world from now on, and with these brothers and sisters, I naturally have to be cautious and polite, so I ......"

Yang Jiao said this, but Luo Yuan interjected: "So, of course, you can't be willful and reckless, and ......you have to listen to us obediently?" Ahh

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A sharp golden light swept by, only a fraction of a second away from Luo Yuan's neck.

The woman who still pulls the longbow is peerless, and she is already a heroic spirit, but the beauty is very well preserved, but her temper seems to be a little big.

Luo Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, looked at each other with Metatron, and looked at the person who claimed to be Yang Jiao, only to find that although he spoke politely, he was all looking at Yun Lang and saying, and the expressions of the two were even more strange.

Yun Lang was also taken aback by this arrow, and found that Luo Yuan and the others were looking at him with a ghostly expression, and there was a mysterious look on the Yang Horn above, and he was suddenly a little confused.

At this time, it was the spirit of the realm, that is, Xuanhu said in a voice: "You'd better say a few words, although Lord Yangjiao's temper is good, but the temperament of other adults is not so good." ”

Xuanhu said that he was full of spirit and a little proud.

Luo Yuan gritted his teeth, but he was quite afraid of the arrow just now, so he could only snort coldly and stopped talking.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became tense.

Yang Jiao said: "Actually, you don't have to be nervous, although you have awakened us, but now we are too weak, and we can't last too long now." So, we still need your help. ”

Xuanhu shouted with some eagerness: "My lord!"

Yang Jiao shook his head and said, "There are some things that can't be hidden, not to mention that hiding them from them doesn't do us any good." Moreover, we and they will face a common enemy in the future. ”

His expression suddenly became solemn and reverent: "We have promised the adult, haven't we? how can we break our promise and make these children stronger, and give them some benefits." ”

Xuanhu didn't speak, just looked at Yun Lang, their eyes were a little resentful.

And although Yang Jiao kept saying that he wanted to give some benefits to the three of them, his eyes only followed Yun Lang, which made several people very uncomfortable.

Could it be because I was the most serious in the trial? Yun Lang guessed in his heart, but it was not like it, Xuanhu's attitude towards him was just average, what was strange was that these seven heroic spirits suddenly appeared, and they seemed to have an extraordinary affection for themselves.

While he was thinking, Metatron suddenly exclaimed, "Look at them!"

Yun Lang raised his head, and the figures of the seven Heroic Spirits really gradually became blurred, as Yang Jiao said, they couldn't hold on for long.

As the light faded, Yang Jiao finally said, "We may meet again soon, and I will tell you some stories about the monsters I saw in the trial, and I wish you good luck." ”

The seven Heroic Spirits vanished, leaving seven golden gems the size of pigeon's eggs falling from the sky.

Yun Lang held it in his hand, knowing that the seven heroic spirits were sleeping in it, and his eyes looked at Luo Yuan and Metatron.

Luo Yuan looked disgusted: "Don't give it to me, I don't want them to suddenly appear and chop me up." It's you, they seem to be quite kind to you, so you can keep it yourself. ”

Metatron looked up at him, as if it wasn't my business.

"Hmph, don't give it to them, the adults will never want to stay with them. Xuanhu suddenly jumped out and said to Yun Lang.

"Eh, why didn't you turn to stone, we weren't angry with you just now. Luo Yuan suddenly made a move, and the Xuanhu that had gathered into a body of starlight was actually held in his hand.

"Ahh

"Hehe, little guy, tell me why those heroic spirits in Yangjiao look at Yun Lang differently!" At this time, Metatron also came over.

Yun Lang was beside him, and no matter how Xuanhu shouted, he began to observe the ground of this layer of tower.

This depicts one end on the corner with the Ash Tower

The most majestic beast resembled a strange beast.

With the same dragon head and python body, he flew in the white clouds, and countless thunderbolts wrapped around his body, making him even more majestic and noble. Yun Lang looked at this giant beast and felt quite kind in his heart, as if the flow of blood had been accelerated because of it.

"This is?" On the ground at the tail of the giant beast, a gray stone key came into Yun Lang's eyes.

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