Qin Fen stood in place, watching the background of the Demon God of Chiyou and Xuanyuan Haotian keep moving away, and walked towards the deep spatial crack.

The armor on the Great God of Chiyou became even darker, and his whole body was haunted by demonic energy, and Xuanyuan Haotian was also covered in golden light, like a god.

Yes, in Qin Fen's eyes, the two of them are now one god, and they are willing to sacrifice themselves in order to protect all living beings.

When the spirit world invaded, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huangdi must have been the same, for the sake of the common people, he didn't care about life and death.

The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand roared sadly, buzzing and trembling, and his voice was like a low cry.

Xuanyuan Haotian is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline, and Xuanyuan Jian seems to be weeping for the severance of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline. Xuanyuan Haotian is gone, and there is no Yellow Emperor on the earth.

Qin Fen stroked the body of the Xuanyuan Sword and said in a low voice: "Xuanyuan Sword, Xuanyuan Sword, don't worry, there is no Yellow Emperor in the world, but there are countless descendants of Yan and Huang!"

The Great God of Chiyou and Xuanyuan Haotian jumped into the spatial crack and were no longer visible. The space crack that was as black as a black hole shook and countless electric lights burst out and lingered in it, as if it was about to destroy the world.

Wisps of mist-like things appeared around the spatial rifts, disillusioned and dispersed. Those dense and hard rocks were lightly touched by the mist, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared in this world.

These fogs are spatial turbulence!

With his own strength, coupled with Xuanyuan Haotian's destructive ability, the Great God of Chiyou twisted the entire spatial crack into pieces, turning it into an irreparable spatial turbulence.

The rumbling trembling of the Kunlun Mountains caused the snow of the alpine glaciers to collapse countless times at once, forming an earth-shattering avalanche.

Qin Fen left the crack in the gate of Kunlun Mountain, looked up at the big avalanche that was rolling down on the top of Kunlun Mountain at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Xuanyuan Haotian handed over the responsibility of guarding sentient beings to Qin Fen, and Qin Fen only felt that it was extremely heavy and that he had a long way to go.

Until now, Qin Fen still clearly knows that he is just a small person, even if he holds the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, has fearless courage and faith, and knows that he has to do something for everyone, but the burden is placed on his shoulders, Qin Fen still feels that this burden is like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Once upon a time, Qin Fen thought that saving the world and maintaining the peace of the universe was just a joke, but he didn't expect that today it has become an extremely serious and heavy matter.

It's happening right in front of my eyes, lift

Looking at it, Qin Fen felt limited and helpless, this should have been the matter of the entire human race, and it was pressed on a small group of people like this. This handful of people worked desperately, just for that little glimmer of dawn and hope, just for the fleeting opportunity, like moths to a fire, although they died without regrets.

The matter of protecting sentient beings is what the Bodhisattva Buddha and the gods and Buddhas want to do, this is their great wish, but now it is pressed on the little people.

A group of little people are unknown, and in the end they may not even be able to leave a tombstone corpse, let alone become a hero of history and be admired by everyone.

Qin Fen has heard a lot of the word "unity", and he has realized the difficulties at this moment.

Whenever a nation is invaded and humiliated by a foreign enemy, it is only at a critical moment of survival that it can wake up the sleeping people. Even so, the people who were trampled on their heads and humiliated and woke up are only part of them after all.

Among this part of the people, half of them are confused, watching left and right, wavering, some of them retreat in the face of difficulties, thinking that they can survive in a corner of safety, and those who are lucky can escape the danger of the waves, and only a very small part of them have taken action to build a great wall with their flesh and blood lives, firmly believing that they can block the waves from coming, although hope is like a glimmer, but they are still unwilling to give up......

Qin Fen didn't feel that he was going to be a hero, but he was full of emotion in his heart. If he had a choice, he would still be willing to work like half a year ago, work to earn money, marry a wife and have children, and live his own small life. But with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the scene in his mind of the moment when the Great God of Chiyou and Xuanyuan Haotian jumped into the spatial crack was still very clear.

Qin Fen knew that his life path had changed, and there were some things that he had to complete.

Even if you can't and don't want to be great heroes, follow in their footsteps and do what you can!

As Dao Xiaohu said, like a moth to a fire, for that little hope of the dawn......

This is the way I want to live now!!

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Now is the tourist season, the top of Mount Tai, countless tourists.

Mount Tai is handsome and majestic, known as the respect of the five mountains. After eighteen plates to the top of the Jade Emperor, you can see the stones engraved with the honor of the five mountains in the middle. Overlooking the surrounding mountains from here, you can clearly feel the majesty and majesty of Mount Tai.

Some tourists stand in front of the stone carvings at the top of the five mountains, take a group photo, and pose in various poses.

"Go away, all down the mountain. "Thousands of disciples of the Ancient Martial Cultivation True Sect suddenly poured into Mount Tai in their hands

Armed with various weapons, they began to drive away tourists.

"Why, Mount Tai is not your family, we have tickets to buy, why are you rushing people!"

"Go down immediately, otherwise you're welcome. A disciple of Qingcheng Mountain burst into flames in his hand, and after blasting the stone next to him out of a hole with a punch, he said threateningly.

Thousands of disciples rushed to Mount Tai with great momentum, and they also carried various weapons, and these tourists knew their identities at once.

Some time ago, the fierce battle in Qingcheng Mountain was in an uproar, and then a month ago, the Guwu Xiuzhen sect appeared again and announced that they would join the WTO to select disciples. Now that so many disciples of the Ancient Martial Family Xiuzhen Sect have come to Mount Tai, there must be something big going on.

Although many tourists were driven down the mountain, they still stayed halfway up the mountain, looked up, took out their mobile phones and prepared to take pictures, live broadcast.

Before the scene was cleared, Lu Xiaofeng and the others had already rushed towards the top of the Jade Emperor like a gust of wind. The altitude here is more than 1,500 meters, and for them, it takes less than a minute to get from the foot of the mountain to the top of the Jade Emperor.

Tourists who gathered on the mountainside and did not go down the mountain saw more than a dozen people constantly jumping between the cliffs, climbing up, each jump was seven or eight meters, or even more than ten meters away, and couldn't help but exclaim, shocked and excited.

"Look at the other side, oh my God, is this a cultivator, it's so powerful, it's almost flying. ”

"If I go, something big must happen, otherwise the cultivators wouldn't be so excited. Could it be for the legendary five-color altar, they want to find the ancient path of the starry sky through the five-color altar...... Where is the Nine Dragons Coffin!" This tourist obviously has seen too much from the sky, just thinking about the Nine Dragons Coffin, the Starry Sky Ancient Road and the Ruthless Emperor or something.

"Look stupid, the five-color altars are all made up by others!"

Most people were shocked and curious, and their mobile phones were aimed at the top of the Jade Emperor above.

Everyone unanimously agreed that even if there was no five-colored altar on the top of Mount Tai, there must be a big secret hidden that shocked the world.