Where is this?

I was shocked, and at this moment, I was standing in front of a golden palace, which carried an extremely domineering majesty, and I was deeply shocked.

I was short of breath, and I felt as if my chest was weighing a thousand pounds, and it took a long time before it slowly subsided, and with a stirring and a strong complexity, I slowly stepped into this hall. Behind the hall, there is a wide golden "color" avenue, fresh "flowers" all over the sky, solemn and heavy. At the end of the broad road, there is a pagoda, this pagoda is gray and quaint, nine stories high, and it is incompatible with the surrounding 'glamorous' and luxurious environment, but I have a great reverence for this tower.

It's not me!

My heart trembled, Ming Tianjue's mind was working, this feeling suddenly faded a lot, and I realized that I was not me, but in the body of a middle-aged man wearing silver 'colored' armor, or rather, in the soul!

It was his soul that infected me with a strong 'color', so I seemed to empathize with his feelings. But where the hell is this?

The body of "I" walked forward step by step with reverence, slowly walking through the avenue, and there were many people around, their expressions were the same as "I", and they were all silver 'colored' armor, with neat steps, holding silver spears in their hands, and slowly walked towards the tower, as if worshipping.

"This battle with the demon clan, wait, can you be confident?"

"Victory!"

"I" and the people around me roared with enthusiasm. Judging from this voice, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of people here.

Although my ears trembled, I could feel the trembling of "my" body, but the surging in my heart became more and more intense, as if I could go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire because of the words of the man in the tower!

"Okay! worthy of being the most powerful generals of Bendi, in this battle, Bendi and you will meet the enemy together!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

I suddenly remembered, slowly, I knew who "I" was, "I" was He Huan, and it was the immortal soldier He Huan!

I am now in He Huan's soul, this is the scroll left by Grandpa Sun, this is the story he recorded!

I don't know why, instead of Grandpa Sun's soul, everything I see now is what Grandpa Sun saw at the beginning! Six Souls of Separation*, I see, I can separate a wisp of soul, dive into the soul of others, see everything that the possessed person sees, and even wander away, as a bystander, to watch the whole process, as long as there is a trace of soul connected to the soul of other people's lives. I can also use my soul eye to see everything in the outside world, including the person I possess. But the soul has no feelings, I can only see everything in the outside world, but I can't experience any of the feelings that others feel.

He Huan's story, I still remember, but I can see it in person, but it is very different from the oral story, this feeling, this experience, will not be able to be described in words.

The person who claims to be the emperor must also be an immortal emperor, but who it is, it is not mentioned in Grandpa Sun's story, and I have no way of knowing, and at present, I only know one immortal emperor, Chengtian.

He Huan set off, under the leadership of a general, and hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers set off.

I don't know how long I've been going, I can't see anything else, I can only see the passionate 'passion' of the immortal soldiers around me, and the faint tension in my heart.

In the middle of the process, the hundreds of thousands of them stopped and separated, as if to do something else, or some other task. In this battle of fairies and demons, I don't know how many people will die, or how many people will survive, and in the same way, He Huan doesn't know, but I see firmness in his eyes, and I see the brightness of fire...... They didn't stand high in the sky, but walked on the ground, I don't know where this is, from the brief surprise in He Huan's eyes, he shouldn't know.

After a hundred days of marching, he finally arrived at the battlefield, which was not large, with a sense of gloom and slaughter, and perhaps a sadness in it, but it was thrown away by ruthlessness and indifference.

He Huan had no ideas, or rather, he hid his thoughts very deeply. The two armies went to war, in the crowd, they couldn't see the front at all, and after an order, they rushed out, there was no idea, and there was no right or wrong, maybe this war, for the demon clan, was right, but no one cared, only fighting, either life or death!

When He Huan rushed out, I saw that there were countless people in front of me, all of whom were people from the demon clan, and I felt He Huan's body tremble, but it was just an instant, he overcame his fear and killed on the battlefield. In fact, anyone who sees so many enemies will be afraid and afraid, but only by learning to suppress such negative emotions can they 'stimulate' their fierceness and potential, and be more likely to survive.

I used to think that the people of the demon clan were half-human and half-demon, or the lower body was a human, the upper body was a dog, or the upper body was a human, and the lower body was a horse...... But otherwise, they, like us, are all human appearances, and there are even many extremely handsome faces, and the ones who rush to the front are demon beasts, because they don't have a trace of human appearance, no trace of human 'nature', they only know how to simply bite and devour.

But later, huge demon beasts that spit out human words and roar gradually appeared on the battlefield, they are often extremely strong, and very ferocious! Those demons with human faces later turned into half-human and half-demon, but they are still not what I thought, but they maintain human form, or many have tails, long fingers and claws, maybe become lion heads, fangs are shining, and even worse, directly incarnate into demon beasts, rampage among the immortal soldiers, and kill countless people.

I am also a human being, and I will also have the pride of people, and when I see the demon clan slaughtering the human race, I will also be resentful in my heart, and I want to rush forward to kill it, but I am just a wisp of soul, just a pair of eyes, that's it.

Not many people dare to fly into the air, unless they are strong, or they want to become a live target, He Huan is covered in blood in the ground battlefield, killing countless demon beasts, desperately screaming, even if his throat is sore and his voice is hoarse, he wants to roar out his roar!

Seeing that He Huan's slaughter of demon beasts was unstoppable, there would naturally be someone in the demon clan who came to target him, and this person soon appeared.

This person, or this demon, is a big man with well-developed muscles and flesh, horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes, holding two mace 'sticks' in his hands, and rushing towards He Huan with a roar.

I can't see He Huan's realm, but in this battlefield, no one will deliberately hide their spiritual power, so I can see that He Huan's spiritual power is much higher than that big man.

He Huan's eyes were red, and when he saw that the other party was coming to a humanoid demon beast, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, and the shadow of the gun roared into the air. The big man waved two mace 'sticks', and the shadow of the 'stick' was either swept or slashed, and He Huan's spears were connected, and he couldn't parry!

The people of the demon clan can't be estimated by spiritual power!

On this battlefield, it is not a martial arts competition, the moves are extremely direct, extremely crisp, and the 'fancy' moves are almost invisible, one is the 'wave' spiritual power, and the other is that the moves are too slow.

He Huan's shot was faster than a shot, straight to the point, and the move went straight to the key point of the big man, but the big man's wolf tooth 'stick' danced densely and smoothly.

The two trembled for a long time, but they still couldn't help each other, and at this time, another person from the demon clan, a middle-aged man with a broad knife in his hand, also joined the battle circle to kill He Huan.

He Huan shot back the mace' big man, dodged and withdrew more than ten zhang, looking at the two people in front of him, his eyes were extremely cold. In this battlefield, there is no fairness at all, and if you shout that you want to fight one-on-one, you will only be seen as a fool. I don't have time to see how the other people are fighting, maybe one-on-one, or one-on-ten. He Huan knew this truth, so he had no resentment, only calmness and ruthlessness.

The big man with the wide knife took the lead, and the shadow of the sword seemed to fall from the sky, with a majestic momentum, vowing to cut He Huan in half.

Looking at the huge crisis on my head, although I was a wisp of soul, I seemed to feel the cold 'hair' erection all over my body, and I had an unconsciously urge to dodge.

He Huan didn't move, but rose into the sky, the head of the gun was facing upward, and the same huge gun shadow was opposite to the knife shadow, and with a bang, the aftermath 'wave' shook the two demon beasts and flew out dozens of feet, and He Huan was also bombarded to the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, He Huan crawled out a little embarrassed, but how could the wolf-toothed 'stick' man obey his wishes, before he 'showed' his head, he was beaten down with a 'stick', followed by another 'stick', a 'stick', and a dozen 'sticks' in succession, but in a moment, there was a deep pit on the ground that was more than ten feet deep.

He Huan didn't die, I saw the coldness and anger in his eyes buried in the dirt, and the joints of his hands holding the silver spear turned white.

"Hah!"

With a loud roar, the ground burst into flames, and a huge fireball flew out of the ground, enveloping the broad-sword man in the face of surprise...... The mace 'stick' man looked at the broad-knife man who had been burned into char in horror, and then at He Huan, who was bathed in fire all over his body, and chose to become a half-demon without hesitation.

He Huan's whole body was flushed, and a trace of blue 'colored' flames appeared, staring at the half-demon with a bull's head in front of him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After the monster turned into a half-demon, its strength was huge, and it roared and stepped on the ground step by step, and the whole ground was shaken. He Huan didn't pay attention to it, holding the red-burning silver spear, and shot it out!

With a hot 'wave' and lightning-like speed, a flame giant spear dozens of feet long instantly pierced through the Minotaur's 'chest', bursting open in its incredulous and unwilling eyes, blasting it into pieces.

The flames dissipated, He Huan's face was extremely pale, and he quickly 'touched' a pill of pill and swallowed it, and then rushed directly into the battlefield...... I'm just a pair of eyes, I can't do without He Huanyuan, what I can see is just an extremely tiny corner of this battlefield, and I don't even know how much territory this war covers, and how many fairies and demons participate.

This battle was very tragic, more than half of the casualties on both sides, I don't know why this war was started, but I know that there is no reason for a soldier to fight.

When you are tired, you can only grit your teeth and persevere, even if you are exhausted, even if you are seriously injured, the end of the first war, in the short pause, you can only be silent in the bloody wind, and then in the 'wave' and 'tide' that kills the sky, ushering in a new fight...... Those who have not experienced war will never know the cruelty of war.

The entire fairy and demon battlefield was covered with corpses, stumps and broken legs, and flesh and blood, and no one dared to accept them. But here, there is no wailing, no tears, because those who have experienced death have no tears to shed, and those who shed tears are all part of the corpse.

In this war, the immortal clan won and won miserably, but even if there was only one person left, it was still victorious after all.

I am a soul, a bystander, and I can see everything about him, but I don't see any expression on He Huan's face, maybe the expression is superfluous, or maybe the emotion that has been numbed is difficult to show anymore.

Go back, everyone, go back, it seems that the task has been completed, and this area has been defended, until the end of the war, I don't know the reason for this war, of course He Huan doesn't know, he is just an immortal soldier, a means of killing.

In terms of meritorious deeds, this is what every surviving immortal soldier desires, and now it is carried out under this quaint tower.

No one cares about what others do, all they think about is what they will get, and the eyes of the people around them are shining, greedy, and expectant.

He Huan may be too old-fashioned, I don't see any 'agitation' in him, only when the Immortal Emperor occasionally speaks, he will show a trace of longing and reverence.