Chapter six hundred and fifty-seven: A sword for thousands of years
"Lord Ares, it's time for you to set off."
A handsome man in a golden coat whispered to the door. After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response from the door. The man turned around with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "My master seems to be resting, maybe a few seconds ago."
Are you higher up?" Standing opposite the man were the heavenly envoys. Most of them were lower-level gods who did not have temples to worship them, but because they belonged directly to the God of Light, their status was not low.
The man was respectful, but the attitude of the angels standing there was not good. They pushed the man away, and the leader said angrily: "Your master was sent back to heaven to think about his past, how can he still be dragging his feet?
." Said the leader.
The man opened the door, and a group of divine envoys wearing light yellow armor rushed in aggressively. As the top confidant of the God of Light, Ares's temporary palace was not considered luxurious.
Four rooms.
After a while, the angels gathered in the middle of the living room. They searched all the places, but could not find any trace of Ares. The leader looked shocked, pulled the blond man over, and shouted in a harsh voice.
: "Tell me, where did Ares escape to?"
The blond man's expression changed suddenly, and he was obviously very surprised, because he watched Ares enter the room with his own eyes, "Take him away and torture him!" The leader only saw the blond man hesitate, and left without saying a word.
After a fierce attack, the blond man hurriedly begged for mercy, but the person who gave the order was not soft-hearted at all. Two cold lights flashed in his eyes. The ferocious angels dragged the blond man down, "Search for me, search all corners, don't do it."
Let go of any clues."
Following the issuance of this order, the not-so-gorgeous Palace of the God of War instantly fell into chaos and looting. Neat books and decorations were thrown everywhere. In less than half an hour, the place was in a mess.
As if they were being attacked by bandits, the leading envoy gave up. The group of people came in angrily, and then left in a hurry.
With the promise of Changshengtian, all the gods in the heaven have basically descended to the lower realm. Except for the upper gods who established temples as early as three thousand years ago, some other middle gods and most of the lower gods are still attached to the heaven just like the heaven.
Next to the God of Light, the Mingguang Palace was built by the Changsheng Sect specifically to welcome the God of Light and other gods. It occupies almost a quarter of Taoshan's area and is the most scenic place in Taoshan.
At this time, in the Mingguang Palace, a sensational news about the concubine was rapidly spreading.
Ares defected!
Originally, if Ares did not return to the heaven, the worst possible outcome would be that several superior gods would forcibly send him back. This was not a big deal, but what was worse was that Ares was missing, along with his subordinates from the God of War Palace.
Among the five middle gods, you must know that the rules of the Mingguang Palace are basically the same as those of the heaven. They are still operating in the same way as the heaven. Ares was personally convicted by the God of Light, but he led his troops to leave. This is almost certain.
defect.
"What? Ares is missing?"
When the God of Light listened to the reports from the envoys, a few veins suddenly popped up on his temples. He thought that maybe Ares would not accept his punishment, but he never thought that Ares would dare to resist him. This kind of injustice
The behavior of obeying orders and leaving privately is the most unacceptable behavior in the heaven. The God of Light has a cold face. Even if Ares has done many things for him, even if the God of Light sympathizes with Ares in his heart, this cannot be done.
Ares's reason for violating his authority,
"Send the order and let the Celestial Wolf Army handle this matter."
The God of Light pursed his lips tightly, and even an idiot could see the anger on his face. Several high-ranking gods looked at each other with shock on their faces.
Dharma rectification?" A young-looking superior god asked carefully.
The God of Light had a cold look on his face, which was completely different to him who had been smiling warmly all day long. "Take Ares out of his godhead and bring him back to heaven to be dealt with by Father God. For the rest, just take the godhead with him."
Come back." The top gods who were waiting for the order suddenly felt a chill on their backs. It seemed that the God of Light was really angry.
"Sir, where are we going?"
On the outskirts of Taoshan Empire in the Immortal Empire, six men were sitting cross-legged on an ordinary carriage. In the middle was Ares, the god of war that the entire Mingguang Palace was searching for. Ares was wearing casual clothes and lavender satin.
Wearing a long robe, blond hair tied back, and two bangs in front of his forehead, he looked both majestic and handsome.
"Go kill those people who have been to the Canyon of Doomsday." Ares said in a calm tone. The other men here are Ares' subordinates and are also his best friends in heaven. In terms of blood, they are
Brothers, from a personal perspective, they are Ares's dead soldiers.
"Aren't all the envoys spared?" Sitting on the left hand side of Ares is the God of War Blessings, the middle god who belongs directly to Ares. This is a man in his mid-twenties.
He has a short beard, long golden hair hanging casually, and a trace of hesitation and reluctance in his bright eyes.
"Yes, Belloc, don't let anyone go." Ares stared at the God of War Blessings. Belloc took a deep breath and nodded: "So, where to start?"
"Go to King's Landing first, starting from Raya!"
Ares thought for a few seconds and returned, "King's Landing? There are many divine envoys gathered there. It's too risky to do this. How about we start from another place first." Another man said softly, Ares said coldly.
He smiled and said in a deep voice: "I am the guardian of the laws of heaven and earth. What I do is to maintain the balance of the three realms. Even if I stab God the Father, it is my responsibility. If you don't want to, you can leave now."
Several followers fell silent for a moment. Ares then put away his cold gaze, revealing a kind of piety in his eyes, "We are born for the justice of heaven and earth. It is our unshirkable responsibility to eliminate demons. Qian Kun
The bright sun, the way heaven and earth work, not even the supreme god can stop me!"
Ares's stubbornness and persistence are also his strengths. Several followers nodded heavily, sweeping away the uneasiness of defecting to the heaven. A blazing light appeared in their eyes. These middle gods were consecrated to the Palace of the God of War.
From the beginning, he has always regarded maintaining the balance of the three realms as the most glorious thing. Ares said this, which naturally boosted morale.
In order to avoid being tracked by the heavens, Ares sealed off the godhead he followed. It was Ares's idea to leave the Immortal Empire in a carriage. The majestic God of War traveled rapidly and soared across the sky without a trace. Since he defected,
The first reaction of the heavenly realm must be to search from the sky. No one would have thought that Ares left the sight of the God of Light in a carriage.
Three days passed, and there was still no news about the God of War. Rumors abounded in the Mingguang Palace, and everyone seemed to be speculating on the whereabouts of the God of Light. Some said he had taken refuge with the God of Hades, others said that he had gone to the King of the Sea, and some even guessed that he had gone to the Land of Infinity.
But among all the rumors, there is no Stardust Story about why the God of War defected.
The gods seemed to be used to this feeling of being kept in the dark and listening to gossip. In short, the God of War just escaped.
Ling Feng has been feeling a little comfortable these days. Not to mention that His Majesty the Emperor granted him permission to establish a sect near the imperial capital. The Seven Kills promised by Ling Batian finally came into his hands. The Seven Kills are the legendary god-killing killers. Xi Lian
It was a god-killing technique passed down from ancient times. As soon as Ling Feng heard the news, he immediately rushed back from Dingxiang Pavilion.
Qisha, as the name suggests, is the abbreviation of Seven Killers. Ling Feng thought so at first, but when he actually saw it, he realized that he was completely wrong. Qisha was a person, an old person who was almost buried.
"Feng'er, he is Qisha. From today on, he no longer belongs to the Yinyuan Society." Ling Batian sat on the soft couch in the middle of the living room. As soon as he extended his hand to introduce, Ling Feng's eyelids jumped up. In front of him was an old man.
, an old man who can’t help but doze off while sitting there.
There are a few traces of old skin hanging on the wrinkled face, and he looks old as if he will die at any moment. He is wearing a washed starch-white gray long coat. The texture and style of the long coat still seem to be from decades ago. That pair of
He was covered with age spots, his thin and trembling hands were clasped on his knees, and his wide sleeves seemed to be hanging on a stick. He was not only old, but also frail.
Ling Feng's reaction seemed to be unexpected by Ling Batian. He glanced back at the cute little fox. Ling Batian smiled and said, "Ahri, tell him."
Ah Li said "Oh", then stuck out her tongue playfully, walked around Ling Ba Tian and walked to Ling Feng, put her heels on her heels and whispered in his ear, "What?" Ling Feng's eyes widened, a little bit.
He looked at this old man in disbelief, who had been napping since he came in. Seven beast-blooded warriors could not stand under him for even a minute. How strong must such a person be?
Ling Feng took a deep breath and bowed his hands respectfully. The old man slowly opened his eyes. The dying man was covered in decay, but his eyes were bright and clear. Even the eyes of the little fox seemed not to have the same gaze as his.
So clean, "The young master is very polite, but the old slave is just a mortal and cannot afford such a great gift from the young master."
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly and he looked at Ling Batian questioningly. Recently, he was very sensitive to the word mortal. Ling Batian laughed and explained: "Qisha will protect you personally. He has the unique ability to sense the gods.
, if you don’t tell him that you have merged with the godhead, it will cause interference to his ability.”
Ling Feng nodded and felt relieved. Then Qisha glanced at Ye Wushang, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face, "Xiaoye, are you still alive?" Qisha looked over, Ye Wushang
Wu Shang had already seen the old man
In an instant, his expression changed drastically, "You, how can you be the Seven Killers?" Ye Wushang is usually an expressionless person, and he is a typical cold-faced person with a warm heart. It is enough to show that he can make such a rich expression of surprise.
The man in front of him gave him a shock.
"I have always been a Seven Killer. I didn't expect that after so many years of separation, we would meet here again." The old man pursed his lips, with a look of pity on his face. Ling Batian looked at Ye Wushang for a long time.
After the old man showed that loving expression, he suddenly realized, "Is this the Night Emperor?" Ling Batian asked with a frown.
Then his eyes widened. This brooding middle-aged man who had been following Ling Feng was actually the Pillar of Wind, the number one cultivation genius who was famous in the world twenty years ago.
"Reporting to the master, my name is Ye Wushang."
Ling Batian's face moved slightly, as if he thought of something. He looked at the old man and then at Ye Wushang. Ling Batian stood up and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder: "Let's go somewhere else and let the two old friends reminisce.
." Ling Feng nodded and took the little fox and the others upstairs. Only Ye Wushang and Qisha were left in the living room.
As soon as he arrived in the room upstairs, Ling Feng couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, who are these Seven Killers?"
"His name is Qiu Lingsheng."
Ling Batian's face darkened slightly, and the corners of Ling Feng's eyes twitched wildly. This old man who looked like he could blow with one breath turned out to be the master of Sword God Liu Sheng and Sword Saint Liu Bai, Qianqiu who caused a sensation in the three worlds five hundred years ago.
With one strike of the sword, Ling Feng opened his mouth wide and was completely shocked.