Global Throwback: Opening Throwback Zhang Sanfeng

Beside the Nantian Gate, the space was distorted for a while. Di Shitian walked out through the air, came to Li Xiang's side, and looked into the gate with a solemn expression.

A flame flew over, and Zhu Yan walked out of the flame.

Then came Wang Po, Wei Longwu and other Zhenguo Gods of War.

Just now, the golden light collided with the white sword light, and the energy dissipated, shaking the world.

The several Zhen Guo War Gods were all startled by this sudden change, and rushed to Nantianmen at the fastest speed.

"Who was that golden phantom just now?"

Wang Po opened his mouth, and the force on his body surged like a sharp weapon.

Li Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the pitch-black space inside the South Heaven Gate, and said, "A piece of remaining divine power, if I guess right, it should belong to Athena."

Wei Longwu frowned, "I've never heard of it."

The rest of the Zhen Guo War Gods all showed puzzled expressions.

The catastrophe came too violently, and many weak and small countries were wiped off the map.

Although Kyushu Huaxia is strong, it is almost destroyed.

Many books and knowledge were burned in the flames of war, and the people who survived hid in high walls all day in fear, and almost no one studied the history and legends of other countries.

It wasn't until the ancestors appeared on a large scale and people's living conditions improved that few experts and scholars excavated the myths and legends left by the previous era from the incomplete books and materials.

Li Xiang explained: "The gods in ancient Greek mythology."

"In the ancient Greek mythology system, there are twelve main gods, and Athena is one of them. She is in charge of war and wisdom, and holds a spear and shield. She is a powerful god."

Everyone looked dignified.

Just a residual divine power possessed such a powerful force, which far exceeded the expectations of the Gods of War.

Several people looked at the pitch-black space in Nantianmen, and couldn't help becoming vigilant.

The joy brought about by defeating the Demon League was also replaced by worry.

Li Xiang said: "To rebuild the Heavenly Court, the divine power left by these foreign gods must be cleared."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and stepped into the Nantian Gate.

Several Zhen Guo War Gods also entered the Nantian Gate.

Di Shitian hesitated for a moment, separated out a clone of divine sense, and said, "If we haven't come out after an hour, you go to the capital city and tell Lao Zhou."

The divine mind clone nodded, flew backwards and flew out, hovering at a safe distance.

Only then did Di Shitian turn around, follow the crowd, and enter the Nantian Gate.

In the darkness, the smell of decay, staleness, and blood rushed towards him.

A ball of real fire condensed in Zhu Yan's hand, then flew out, suspended in the air, the fire became more and more intense, like a bright sun, illuminating this space.

The sight in front of them left everyone dumbfounded.

Under their feet was an extremely wide avenue, with blackened blood everywhere and weapons scattered all over the ground.

Occasionally, some corpses can be seen, which have not decomposed after thousands of years.

These corpses still maintained their fighting postures before they were alive, and their expressions were either painful or angry, lifelike.

Li Xiang's spiritual thoughts covered him, and he didn't feel any fluctuations in his soul and spirit energy.

He came to a corpse wearing armor and holding a sword, stretched out his right hand, and lightly tapped on the sword.

The power passed through the sword body to the hands of the corpse.

The next moment, the right hand that was rolled up with spirit flesh turned into powder inch by inch, and the whole body, like made of sand, fell apart and scattered on the ground.

At the same time, the armor without the support of the corpse also hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

Li Xiang sighed, looked at the corpses around, and the armor and weapons all over the floor, and said slowly:

"These should be the legendary heavenly soldiers and generals."

"It's been too long, and only the corpses of powerful generals and priests can maintain the status quo."

"The owners of those armors and weapons are just low-level heavenly soldiers. After a long time, even the corpses cannot be preserved."

Everyone's eyes were full of seriousness.

There are tens of thousands of armor and weapons around.

In other words, there were tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals who died behind the Nantianmen.

Li Xiang snorted, and looked at the long sword in his hand with some surprise.

There are more than a dozen gaps on the blade of this sword, and there are cracks on the blade, which is enough to imagine what kind of fierce battle it has experienced back then.

However, it wasn't this that surprised Li Xiang.

It was a vibration from the blade.

Like a heart that had been dead for many years, it suddenly beat.

Then the second, the third

Li Xiang thought for a moment and injected a divine power.

The blade trembled continuously, and there were more and more cracks on the surface, and it was about to explode.

Li Xiang quickly withdrew his divine power and injected a stream of pure spiritual energy into it.

The trembling of the sword body disappeared instantly, and the cracks and gaps on the surface were also automatically repaired.

Di Shitian and the others looked over curiously.

After a while, the long sword returned to its original state, its surface bursting with brilliance, as if it was breathing.

Wei Longwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help blurting out, "Fourth Grade Immortal Sword!"

Li Xiang wiped off the blood on the surface of the sword, and saw two lines of small characters engraved near the grid:

Under the command of the Heavenly King Tota, Ning Wu, the third-rank immortal general.

Li Xiang looked at the ashes of the corpse on the ground, and murmured, "Is your name Ning Wu?"

The ashes of the corpses naturally couldn't answer.

However, the long sword in his hand was shining with brilliance, as if he was responding.

The fourth-grade fairy sword already has a sword spirit, and after thousands of years, the sword spirit has not died yet.

Li Xiang turned around and looked around. All he could see were corpses and weapons and armor scattered all over the ground.

Wang Poxu grabbed it, and the halberd flew up from under his feet.

The owner of this halberd should be a low-level celestial soldier whose corpse has weathered.

As soon as the long halberd fell into his hand, Wang Po's expression was terrified.

With a slight shake of his right hand, the dust on the surface of the halberd flew away.

Holding the halberd tightly, stabbing forward, the halberd tore through the void and made a screaming sound.

A force flew out through the long halberd and hit a huge fallen stone pillar in the distance.

boom.

The huge stone pillar with a diameter of tens of meters exploded in an instant, large and small gravel flew, and fell to the ground like a terrifying rain of stones.

Everyone looked at the halberd in Wang Po's hand in surprise.

Wang Po is a fifth-rank god of war, smashing a stone pillar is a piece of cake.

But a weapon that can withstand the power of the fifth level is by no means ordinary!

Wang Po took back the long halberd, looked it over, and said: "If we classify weapons according to their ranks, this long halberd can be classified as a magic weapon."

Everyone was stunned.

After entering the era of atavism.

A very small number of returnees, based on the incomplete memory inherited from the ancestors, tried to use various materials to refine magic tools and treasures.

In addition, in the ruins of some ancient ruins, some weapon weapons can occasionally be unearthed.

However, there are a large number of ancestor returnees, and these two methods alone cannot satisfy the ancestor returnees' needs for weapons.

and so.

Kyushu carried out large-scale weapons research.

The most widely used is to use the claws, bones, and pills of the demon clan, combined with modern technology, to forge weapons.

After a hundred years of development, today's academic world has a preliminary classification of these weapons.

The most basic alloy weapon is the first-rank ordinary weapon, which is equipped with the largest number of first-rank warriors.

The second is the weapon made of monster teeth, claws, bones, etc., which is a second-grade magic weapon.

The third-rank magic weapon is usually refined from the demon pill of the third-rank demon king combined with rune technology. The number is not large, and only a small number of third-rank returnees can have it.

The number of fourth-rank immortal artifacts is even rarer. There are only 53 recorded immortal artifacts, but in the entire Kyushu, there are hundreds of fourth-rank immortals.

Most of the fourth-rank immortals only have one or two third-rank magic weapons by their side.

And this moment.

Right under the feet of the crowd, there are a large number of weapons such as knives, guns, halberds, axes, forks, and forks. If you take out any one, it is a third-rank magic weapon!

These magic weapons, like weeds in the wild, are everywhere.

With such a large number, even the well-informed Zhen Guo Gods of War couldn't help but gasp.

In everyone's mind, an idea emerged almost at the same time:

If you take all these magic treasures to Kyushu

But at this moment, Li Xiang's voice suddenly sounded: "Something is coming!"