All the soldiers and generals were stunned by this shocking secret. Yes, such content, completely beyond their imagination, they were blown away by too much of it.

Even the old group and the old Tang were shocked. Even if they listened to Mu Zhixia's relay, they could still hear the madness of the Great Elder and his fanaticism for the temple. The old group became a soul general after his death, and he didn't expect that the great elder would take the initiative to become a soul general in order to be able to rebuild the temple.

Give up your life and take great risks for the sake of the temple.

He put away his disapproval, and put away the mockery of the Great Elder's desire for eternal life, for he asked himself, what if it was himself?

Not to mention being able to lead the Southern Cross Legion forever, as long as he can win that battle, he will not hesitate. Not only him, but many people in the Corps were able to do this at that time.

Life is always precious, with warm sunshine, mesmerizing heartbeats, and mutual bonds. The years are always merciless, cold and lonely, frighteningly long. But there are always some things, there are always some ideals, which can make you overcome the attachment to life, so that you can overcome the fear of time, and you will do everything to throw yourself into its arms.

The old group was silent.

The Great Elder is cold-blooded, disregards human life like a mustard, crazy and unreasonable, but he is who he is. You can spit on him, but you can't disdain him, you can dislike him, but you can't despise him.

This is a formidable opponent.

A person who is so crazy that he can ignore his own life, a cold-blooded person who doesn't care about human life, is even more careless on the battlefield, and can do anything for victory.

"He succeeded. Mu Zhixia's voice seemed to be dyed with the smell of holy flames, with a bit of majesty, this is a familiar feeling for everyone, but at this moment, even Mu Zhixia is extremely disgusted and hateful. The Flame that slowly flowed under his skin became more active. Everyone was attracted by Mu Zhixia's words, and no one noticed that the phalanges of his palm, wrapped in holy flames, were melting silently.

Mu Zhixia was unaware: "There is only a one-tenth chance of success, but he succeeded." He became the most powerful elder of the Temple, and everyone bowed down before him, and his command was the will of the Temple. In order not to let people know that he had become a soul general, he lived in seclusion and wrapped himself with holy flames. Everyone only thought that the Great Elder used a special method to cultivate the Holy Flame, and no one guessed that under the Holy Flame, there was a soul general. ”

Many people's faces were mixed with horror. The Great Elder was covered in Holy Flame, they all knew it, but none of them thought that there were so many secrets in it.

Old Tang looked at Mu Zhixia, and the light of the Holy Flame was almost erupting from Mu Zhixia's body. He asked in a deep voice, "Then what's your current situation?"

"Me? That's another question. Mu Zhixia smiled bitterly lonely, and the white light came out from the ravine formed by the wind and frost on his face, which looked criss-crossed, extremely terrifying and weird: "The Great Elder soon knew that even if he had an endless lifespan, relying on him alone, he would still not be able to realize his ambition. He needs more like-minded people. I wasn't born into a famous family, so I was naturally approached, but I refused. I don't want to be a soul general, I am destined to dedicate my life to the temple, but I still want to take a break after I die. Too many years would have scared me, and the Great Elder didn't punish me, but in order to prevent leaks, he left something inside me. This thing is on attack now. ”

"Is there salvation?" Lao Tuan asked in a deep voice, Mu Zhixia in front of him was a respectable opponent, and he didn't want the other party to die like this.

Lao Tuan is an old-school person, and in his concept, a hero like Mu Zhixia should die on the battlefield, not under the gloomy scheme.

"It's hopeless. Mu Zhixia said calmly: "He won't make such a low-level mistake." ”

The old group knew that Mu Zhixia was talking about the Great Elder.

"Holy Continent, what's wrong with Holy Continent? My lord, what's wrong with the Holy Continent you just said?"

Suddenly, a soldier asked with an anxious face. Around him, the other soldiers were all anxious. Their families were all in the Holy Continent, and they had a sense of foreboding in their hearts at the moment.

Mu Zhixia was silent, he opened his mouth, his heart was like a knife, but he didn't say anything.

"My lord, please!" the soldier knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and pleaded, "My lord, for the sake of the villain's love for following you for so long, you will tell us." ”

"My lord!" all the soldiers of Mu Zhixia's corps knelt down with a pleading face.

Mu Zhixia laughed miserably: "Holy Continent, there is no Holy Continent anymore." I know they have a plan, I don't know what it is, but I know a rough idea. Once the temple reaches the last moment, they will be desperate to transform into soul generals, and then ......"

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, time seemed to stop at this moment, and the soldiers didn't even dare to breathe, they looked at Mu Zhixia with pale faces.

"Then they will use the Holy Flame of the entire Holy Continent to evolve. ”

Mu Zhixia's voice trembled, with endless sadness, and he didn't know how he still had the strength to say this.

He seemed to see his family, turning into a miserable white holy flame, and then being swallowed by a phantom.

Hot blood ran down his cheeks.

"No......" The soldier's face was blank, his mind was blank, and he said incoherently: "No." We are fighting for the Temple, we are the people of the Temple, how can the Temple do something to our families......"

The other soldiers, with their heads in their hands, stared blankly, and some of them began to show fear and despair in their eyes.

"The seeds they planted in me were activated. I can feel that the Holy Continent is no longer there, and our family ......" Mu Zhixia laughed miserably. He felt that he was so stupid that he would even take his own family to serve such a temple.

His heart was filled with remorse, regret for joining the temple, regret for fighting for the temple, regret for affecting his family.

He had heard some information by chance, but he didn't take it to heart. Because he felt that as long as the Great Elder still had a shred of sanity, he would definitely not carry out this plan. The Holy Continent is the foundation of the temple, and the people who live here are either devout believers or the families of the temple's backbone. In doing so, isn't the temple digging up its own foundations, and who will dare to follow the temple that even the families of its own backbone will be destroyed?

Although the Great Elder was crazy, he was definitely an extremely smart person, and he would never do such a stupid thing.

It's your own stupidity!

It's me who hurt everyone!

It's a pity that I can't take revenge......

The surging holy flames gushed out from his body. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a burning man, and the white holy flame was hunting. Mu Zhixia felt that his body was becoming more and more floating, and the pain of his soul burning made his consciousness more and more blurred, and he mustered up his last strength, trembling and shouting.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge!"

Rumble!

The surging Holy Flame completely swallowed Mu Zhixia, and the Holy Flame was silent.

All the soldiers were stunned, and they frantically pounced on Sheng Yan, trying to drag Mu Zhixia out.

The old regiment and the old Tang reacted very quickly, and hurriedly stopped these soldiers who were out of control. The crazy soldiers of Mu Zhixia's corps were desperate, they begged, frantically biting the puppets, punching and kicking, and they burst into tears.

"Don't hurt them. Old Tang couldn't bear it in his heart and reminded the soldiers under his command.

Everyone in the Southern Cross Corps was silent, allowing the opposing soldiers to climb onto their puppets and bite wildly, just to stop the other party, and they were also extremely sad in their hearts.

The holy flame was fierce, and almost in the blink of an eye, Mu Zhixia burned out, and there was nothing in the flames.

All the crazy soldiers of Mu Zhixia's corps stopped, as if they had cast a fixed spell, and they stared blankly at the empty Shengyan.

The heart-rending wail rang out like this.

The soldiers who climbed up to the puppets and were covered in gunpowder smoke and ragged clothes, the madness on their bodies disappeared in an instant. They wailed and cried, allowing their bodies to fall from the puppets and into the dust.

Their faces were buried in the dirt, their palms were clutching the dust, they were crying the names of their families, and they were crying the names of Mu Zhixia. They tried to grab something, but they didn't catch anything, they beat their heads, they curled up in a ball, they were helpless and desperate.

They can accept that they are dead on the battlefield and abandon their corpses in the wilderness, that is their duty, and they do not flinch in the slightest. Their families, however, became the fertilizer of the temple, and their hearts were overshadowed by endless sorrow and despair.

As soon as all the beliefs and ideals collapsed, he learned that his family had all died, and he watched the boss he respected the most be burned to ashes in front of him.

Lao Tang and Lao Tuan invariably showed unbearable expressions, such a cruel reality, such a tragic scene, even the hard-hearted ones were difficult to accept. Especially when they heard the soldiers shouting the names of their children's families and their heart-rending wails, they couldn't help but look away.

This is probably the cruelest thing in the world.

It's crazy!

These soldiers fought alone in front of them, fighting for the Temple, but the Temple killed their families!

Unprecedented anger filled the hearts of the soldiers of the Southern Cross Legion. Even though the two sides were enemies before, but at this moment, they only felt the same hatred, and they wanted to chop that great elder into meat sauce.

I feel the same way, they are all soldiers, and they are all fighting abroad, and they feel it very deeply.

The old regiment looked at these most elite fighters, his eyes were empty, he couldn't stop wailing, and his heart was extremely sad. It shouldn't be like this, these iron men forged by blood and fire shouldn't be like this.

He took a deep breath, burst into a spring thunder, and shouted: "Shut up all of them!"

The empty-eyed soldiers looked up blankly.

"Have you forgotten Mu Zhixia's dying wish? Have you forgotten the blood feud you have carried? Have you forgotten who is the culprit?"

The old regiment's heavy drinking could be heard all over the audience, and the empty eyes of the soldiers of Mu Zhixia's regiment were gathering little by little.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge!"

The old group looked around the audience, murderous.

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