Due to the peace agreement between the state and the highest level, the use of weapons of mass destruction is not allowed, so there are small-scale and small-scale battles and battles on the battlefield every day, except for the lack of tanks, artillery, lasers, missiles and other weapons, broken knives, broken swords or broken firearm parts can be seen everywhere on the battlefield.

One side invaded, the other side guarded, this place gradually became a practice training ground for cultivators and a special training place, Eastern and Western cultivators, special forces and special organization personnel were killed and injured every day, the wounded were covered and retreated, the dead were snatched back by their companions or buried on the spot, and the whole battlefield was filled with a tragic smell of blood.

I wish to be a good person

Before the soul returns home

A mountain and a river in the heart

Defend the family and defend the country in a life-and-death battle

A sand and a white cloud

The sun is blazing and the sun wields the sword

Only the brother is by his side

A hundred deaths, a thousand deaths, and another hundred years

The hazy moonlight hometown is round

Life and death are separated from the long wind

Fathers, old wives, and children still read it

I hope you will return your home as soon as possible

Blood and tears are speechless, and weep liver and gallbladder

Infatuation looks at the eyes

Eating and sleeping in the open and drinking wine

Thousands of miles of lovesickness have been messed up

Wind and snow alone between strong enemies

Life and death are smiling

The wind and rain broke the bowels and tears in the eyes

Flowers and flowers fly vows

The horse leather shroud is also cold

The soul of the hero is buried in heaven and earth

A song of sorrow and love

Success is a testament to success

The boy has tears and doesn't flick

The red dust of the sea is cut off

There are no regrets in a lifetime

If you don't destroy a strong enemy, you will not return it

I don't know when the battlefield of cultivators sounded a tragic battle song of vicissitudes of life and white clouds, the eleven god-killing team led by Zhang Xiaoyao listened to the battle song, and many people couldn't control their tears, everyone gave birth to a tragic emotion, the battle intent was burning, and the god-killing team at this moment seemed to have a soul.

"Hmph, the rabbit cubs in the West, it's not good to stay at home to feed, and they still have the face to sneak into our country, their hearts can be punished, your grandfather Zhang Dali is here!

"Brothers are on the side, no regrets in life and death! Brothers, pick up the weapons in your hands and kill with me! Kill!

In the blink of an eye, the God Killing Team had already fought with the Western cultivators, Zhang Xiaoyao did not take the lead in leading them out to fight together, but Edgeworth flew in the air to watch their situation, this was also to run in their eight months of cultivation, but whenever they found that the God Killing Team was in danger of life and death, Zhang Xiaoyao would definitely strike a thunderous blow.

The battlefield of cultivators is mainly based on innate cultivation, Dao Dan cultivation is all pressing, and Yuanying cultivation will not appear on the battlefield according to the agreement, so Zhang Xiaoyao is not worried about the safety of his disciples at this moment.

The delicate five-person assassination team is elusive, flickering east and west, killing with one blow and then immediately retreating, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye, everyone is like a ghost creating a terrible nightmare for the enemy, the petite Linglong is wearing a black tights, and the assassination technique is the pinnacle of practice, and there must be a revenant under each stab, which also shares a lot of pressure for the other god-killing teams.

Zhang Xiaoyao always paid attention to Linglong, when she killed the first enemy, because of the first shot to kill the enemy, after a blow to see the enemy spurt blood and fall, Linglong hid behind a big stone and vomited, her face was pale and trembling, killing the enemy What a cruel test it was for Xiao Linglong, one by one life fell and ended, so that Linglong's young heart was almost unbearable.

Despite this, Xiao Linglong was still paying attention to the battlefield, when she saw that the Western enemy slashed to death the disciples of the Cultivator Alliance, and the stump and arm fell unwillingly, when she saw the enemy kill one fellow citizen after another with a sword, when she watched the cultivators of her own alliance being hacked to death with a knife in order to retrieve her brother's body, even if the cultivator died, he still protected his brother's body.

All of this deeply shocked Linglong, the battlefield is cruel, it is ruthless, either you die or I die, if you don't show mercy to your subordinates, the enemy will be merciful to you, gradually Linglong looks more and more, and the heart is getting colder and colder, I just want to protect the master and my family, I just want to be a queen and be admired by the world, is it all so difficult?

Is it possible that all this can only be achieved at the cost of blood? How good is the stability of the country without war! How good it is without sacrifice for the happiness of the people! But all this is so difficult, I have already thought wrongly, all this is the blood and life of thousands of compatriots!

Why can't those enemies stop? Isn't it good to live in peace in their own country? Why do they want to invade? Why do they want to start a war? No! I don't want any more wars! I don't want my compatriots to die tragically one by one! I don't want my country to be ruined! I want all my strength to stop all this! I will kill whoever comes! I only wish for all the good things in the world!

At this moment, Linglong's heart has changed, from the beginning of the killing of the enemy, gradually become stronger, gradually become no longer merciful to the enemy, cold-blooded to the enemy, and then Linglong moved, every time he shot will take away the life of an enemy! This is not a thirst for killing, but for protection!

Zhang Xiaoyao also discovered the change of Linglong, he has never killed before, but the rivers and lakes are chaotic, he can't help himself, for the sake of his family and country, for the people around him, you don't want to kill, the sky forces you to kill, if you want to blame yourself, you can't decide all this with a word, Linglong's change is also Zhang Xiaoyao's inner change, but Zhang Xiaoyao is more eager for strength and strength, and only if he is stronger, he can do more.

Zhang Xiaoyao thought of this, and finally solved the crux of my heart, what I can do is to do my best to kill the enemy, kill the enemy, stop everything in this cultivator's battlefield, I want this place to become a quiet land, I want this place to rest in peace, I want this place to have no more fighting and turmoil.

Zhang Xiaoyao is like a mad demon killing gods, every palm is like a raging wind, the wind blows the leaves-like enemy, and none of the enemies can get up, every punch is like thunder, and the roaring explosion even the enemy with a large area of land disappears directly without a trace, every move and style is extremely powerful, one person is like an army in front, and the destructive power of overturning the river and the sea, and the landslide and the ground cracks wiped out half of the Western hostile cultivators in a blink of an eye, and then everyone stopped, and no one dared to take a step forward.