Vegetables have no heart to live, can people live without heart?

He said: No.

The belief of the warrior has collapsed, the Dao heart of the warrior has collapsed, and if he can't find it, his life's cultivation will be in vain.

Even if there is a peerless martial spirit, even if there is a world-class talent, if there is no strong heart, then the Honghu is also a bird.

The heart of the strong is the heart of the Dao.

Daoxin needs the support of Taoist friends.

The monarch has the support of the national teacher, and he has been low-key for more than ten years before he has become a blockbuster now.

There is no one to support the national teacher, he has been depressed for more than ten years, and now he has just sobered up from the chaos.

And Jiang Ge, he is not alone.

He has a group of sand sculpture spectators, a group of companions.

"Ding" sound.

The eighth oliverin bronze trophy fell into the live broadcast room.

The audience in the live broadcast room rose from 3,400 to 3,600 in an instant.

"Anchor, what are you doing, anchor, don't stop!"

"Repeated persecution of the regimental commander. ”

"Challenge for 100 days not to swear, today is the first day, start the fuck. ”

"There was a conflict with someone in the Internet café, and I took out a keyboard and typed and scolded him on the spot. ”

"Keep smiling at all times, it will make you look like a neurotic who can't be messed with!"

"Still, paralyzed, moved like epilepsy. ”

"I'm afraid that I will be said to be uneducated when I say happiness, and I will be said to follow the trend when I say I am healthy, so I wish everyone here the Dragon Boat Festival!"

"The barrage is all talent, and I laughed to death. ”

......

There are not only talents, but also ghosts, sassy talents, and lewd talents......

The above creatures are collectively referred to as sand sculptures.

These sand sculptures made Jiang Ge understand that the rules of the world are not gentle, but some things must be done by gentle people.

"Thank you, my viewers. ”

Jiang Ge stood up, and the original five tuberculosis and seven injuries disappeared in an instant.

Surging and surging, surging and surging.

The surging heart, the surging power, and the surging everything allowed him to break through the original barriers, and set foot on a higher martial arts realm with the momentum of ten thousand horses.

In an instant.

Seven-Star Martial Artist!

Eight-star martial artist!

Nine-star martial artist!

Breakthrough, breakthrough, breakthrough after breakthrough!

One star and one heaven.

Others break through, and there are thousands of difficulties, but Jiang Ge's breakthrough is like walking on the ground. When you want to break through, you can break through when you want, and you can break through a few times if you want to.

Behind such a light lift is his thick and thin hair, which is so strong that it is terrifyingly strong.

And in the live broadcast room.

"You're welcome, that's something you should be thankful for. ”

"The farther away the poem and the distance, the dirtier it becomes, the more you ride with your dream as a horse, the more stupid you are!"

"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel, praise me!"

Belch......

Forget it, let's block the barrage.

Looking at the barrage of sand sculptures in front of him, Jiang Ge felt that he was still a little moved......

He rubbed his forehead.

At the end of Jiang Ge's vision, a large array hanging from the sky was like a lake at this time, rippling with Daodao.

"...... of the Marquis of Zhenguo"

Jiang Ge realized.

......

"Marquis of Zhenguo!"

"Gu, Su, martyrdom!"

And at this time.

Above the sky of the royal capital, Shangguan Feng suddenly roared hysterically as if he had been violently chrysanthemumed!

......

Well, there are two flowers, one for each branch.

We'll have to move forward a little bit.

A quarter of an hour ago.

"Damn it!"

Shangguan Feng, who had been fighting with the monarch, finally noticed the battle situation below.

Just one night.

The sect elders and high-level martial artists he brought have all died, and the elders have died, and the ten great heroes have also lost one person!

Qingyun sent Mu Yizhou, the son of Zhou, was beaten by Tao Lao of Dayu Sect for a night with a flick of his fingers and thunder, and finally his internal organs were cracked, and he vomited blood and died!

Such a result made the faces of all the leaders and giants, including Shangguan Feng, doubly ugly, these people ...... But they are all the future and pillars of their respective sects.

The originally expected situation did not happen, but there were a large number of casualties!

This is by no means what the leaders and giants want to see.

After all, after the destruction of the Great Qian, the occupation of territory and resources needs to be completed by the strength of these strong men.

Although the head of the giant is strong, he can't do everything himself, let alone a strong person of their level, maybe a retreat is ten years.

At the beginning, Shangguan Feng was full of confidence, thinking that under this kind of lineup, it was impossible for the Great Qianguo to have any power to fight back, but it was just a one-sided extermination.

The reason why he brought so many people here was for only one purpose:

"Pretending".

If they had known that there would be casualties like this, the giants of the sects would not agree to Shangguan Feng's arrangement.

Even if they are simply ruthless, only the nine giants of them will come and forget it!

If it weren't for the fear that there would be too few people and that they would suffer a loss by grabbing things, the giants in charge would really have such thoughts.

But he never thought about the result of selfishness.

The more people you bring, the more you lose.

"Okay, very good! Daqian is really extraordinary!"

Shangguan Feng was so angry that he laughed angrily: "Originally, I thought that after slaughtering you leaders, those ants who are not even low-level martial artists will let them live.

But now it seems that you guys are really tough! I can't say it, I'm Shangguan Feng, and I'm really going to kill!"

"You haven't lost, you haven't won a fight. The monarch couldn't help but smile at that time, and his eyes were full of disdain.

As he spoke, his offensive did not weaken in the slightest, but became a little more aggressive than it seemed at the beginning.

It's just that the more he moves like thunder, the more Shangguan Feng sneers, because the monarch ...... It's the end of the crossbow!

These attacks in front of me are just the last madness.

Although the dead powerhouses of the sect made him extremely uncomfortable.

But seeing that the monarch, who was a lifelong enemy, was about to reach his limit, Shangguan Feng still couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart.

"It's time, let's shoot!"

Shangguan Feng seemed to be talking to himself, and said, "What promises you will not be less." ”

"As long as you keep acquainting, bow down to all the sects, pay tribute every year, and worship the gods and gods, everything will be smooth. ”

"Only the Gusu clan who kneeling down will not be wiped out, your wish, this seat is approved!"

Shangguan Feng's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the entire royal capital.

Hearing this, the great warriors were all confused.

Then, in the midst of looking at each other in bewilderment, an old man with white hair and a turtle-backed crane walked out of the city.

Still old, wrinkled.

The old man's eyes seem to see everything in the world, life is varied, old and spicy and vicissitudes.

But his steps are no longer old, but very fast.

More swift than most of the people present.

Great Martial Master!

Another great martial artist, and a mid-level great martial artist!

Looking at the Zhenguo Hou who stepped on the void and rose step by step.

The great warriors present, but their hearts are constantly sinking.

Zhenguo Marquis......

It's a legendary name.

He is the marquis of Zhenguo, the king side by side, the founding father of the country, and the veteran of the three dynasties.

Back then, the Great Qianguo had not yet been established.

The previous dynasty was decaying and the people were struggling to make a living, which coincided with the excavation of a mysterious relic by the first monarch and rose in the end of the micro-dynasty.

At the age of sixteen, Gusu was martyred, and he followed his brother to fight in the south and the north, assisting the first monarch to lay down these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and paid great contributions to the great cadres.

thereafter

He has been on the front line and in the barracks for many years, experiencing tens of thousands of battles and thousands of scars all over his body.

The achievements are impressive, and the power is in all directions.

Loyal to the liver, righteous and courageous, and serve the country wholeheartedly.

Brave and wise.

is such a top celebrity, but he has never been prominent in front of people for a day, has never enjoyed Qingfu, never married, and has no children under his knees.

He dedicated his life to the Great Qianguo.

Isn't such a person worthy of respect?

Isn't such a person worthy of love?

Will such a person also give up his faith and be willing to grovel?