Chapter 832: Eighteen Plane Wars
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"Are you going to lose?"
Chen Feng was a little worried. Pinshu.com
Now the forces of Chen Feng's plane are only this person with the Taichu Sword left, and the enemy is almost 100,000 people! Among them, there are also two powerful Great Venerables, and it is these two Great Venerables who have been dragging the people who hold the Taichu Sword that finally won the current situation for this war!
Chen Feng didn't think about it, why tens of millions of people, not one of them flinched, and no one was afraid of death, until there were only so many people left! What Chen Feng cares about now is winning or losing!
Can the side that takes the primordial sword win?
Then I saw the person holding the primordial sword, all four faces facing the sky, roaring madly!
Chen Feng couldn't understand what he was yelling at, but he knew that he was very unwilling in his heart! This is him venting his helplessness! This is his expression of his sorrow at this moment!
Then I saw him suddenly raise the Taichu Sword horizontally, and cut his neck with a sword!
Suicide if you lose?
However, the enemy Great Venerable seemed to be very afraid of his behavior, and with a frightened look, he wanted to rush forward to stop him! It's just that he is still a step slower, and the four-faced head of the person holding the Taichu Sword has already left his body and flew into the sky, and he only has one body and four arms left!
The blood on the neck spurted high, like a fountain, but then it strangely gathered into strips, rushing towards the Taichu Sword, and was absorbed by the Taichu Sword!
And the body that lost its head did not fall because of this, and rushed into the enemy camp with the primordial sword! As if stimulated by something, the headless body was faster, more powerful, and stronger! The primordial sword swept away like a scythe for harvesting straw!
When the enemy saw that he was brave, they were not afraid, but followed the bravery, and 100,000 people slashed around the headless body, but they finally realized that the weapons in their hands could not cut the headless body!
The battle continued, but no one flinched, until 100,000 people were slaughtered by the headless body!
"Win?!"
Chen Feng couldn't be happy, the war of tens of millions of people, in the end, there was only a headless body, and there was no winner at all!
After the headless body had killed all the enemies, he knelt on one knee, the primordial sword stuck in front of him, and his hand held the end of the sword, motionless.
Time passed slowly, and the body turned into white bones, and it turned out that he was already dead! The white bones fell apart in the wind, and in the entire battlefield, only the huge primordial sword that stood was left!
"Why not use skills? Why don't you run away if you lose? Why fight to the death? "Chen Feng couldn't understand!
When Chen Feng wanted to land down and study whether the sword inserted in the ground was the Taichu Sword, the scene below changed again!
Two more groups of people!
There are so many people, Chen Feng can't estimate it clearly, I'm afraid he has to use 100 million as a unit!
It's the same as before - hand-to-hand combat!
Countless creatures are fighting in this bright red land, only to advance, no one to retreat! Kill! lasted for more than ten days, and the ending was almost the same as the last one, but countless dry bones were left on the ground, but no life survived!
"What are they fighting like this for?"
Chen Feng couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out, now he was comprehending the law of evil, why should he watch these wars that ended up together?
No one answered for Chen Feng, and one war after another was constantly staged, and the ending always ended together! It wasn't until the eighteenth scene that Chen Feng saw that one person had survived, and it was someone from this side of Chen Feng's plane!
The man's name was Natsu! He spoke Mandarin, so Chen Feng could hear clearly.
Xia stood in the ancient battlefield, on top of the dry bones, looking at the countless corpses around him, and his tears had become two lines! There is no right or wrong here, only heroes who sacrifice for the existence of their own plane! Whether it's their own or their hostile, they're warriors!
Xia knelt on the dry bones, kowtowed nine times, looked up to the sky and said, "Countless people, I am the only one left, what is the use of being alone?" The battle of the plane, there is no victory or defeat, only relatives and bones remain! I am willing to stay this remnant, and take it as my responsibility to protect the plane, for thousands of generations, until the plane is worry-free! God bless me Huaxia, God bless me on the desolate plane! ”
Xia bowed again, and then left the ancient battlefield and disappeared.
Chen Feng frowned.
Chinese, glory also; Xia, the people of China also. Huaxia, that is, the glorious Chinese! This can't be the real ancestor of our Huaxia, right? Or, this person's name is Xia, and the guardian clan is surnamed Xia, is this the patriarch of the first guardian clan?
It seems that the patriarch of the guardian clan has a greater chance, but I didn't expect that the guardian clan came here like this, it turned out to be the survivors of the plane war, and it was the responsibility of protecting the plane for generations!
The plane war did not appear again, and Chen Feng's brain crashed with it!
"Boss, what are you doing with the plane war? What's the matter with the Law of Evil? ”
Chen Feng looked at the white bones below in a messy manner.
As far as the eye can see, there is no red earth to be seen, there is only a layer of white bones piled up on the ground, I don't know how thick!
In the silent space, who knew that these white bones once supported a majestic body that sacrificed to defend his homeland? Who knew that these scattered white bones once stood up to the sky!
Glory did not come to this place, but only a dead silence.
A trace of gray mist seeped out of the white bones, and countless gray mist covered the white bones and squirmed. Chen Feng felt that these gray mist seemed to be whispering, as if he was about to tell something!
"Do you want to sink into it?"
With the idea of giving it a try, Chen Feng descended to the ground and submerged his consciousness into the gray mist.
As soon as he entered the gray mist, countless voices rushed towards him, as if they were pumping Chen Feng's ears, and his brain was instantly like a balloon about to burst!
These voices were so chaotic that Chen Feng couldn't understand what they meant at all, but he could feel that these voices were asking and thirsting!
There are too many voices, as if there are countless people in their ears who keep saying "give me back my life", which is eerie and annoying!
Chen Feng immediately felt that something was wrong, and he wanted to get out of the fog, but he found that he couldn't move at all, and countless sounds were still pouring like a tide, constantly drilling into Chen Feng's brain!
"Ah......h
Chen Feng roared wildly, he felt as if his consciousness was about to explode, all kinds of negative emotions, like a burning flame, scorched Chen Feng's head, and the brains in his brain were boiling!
The voice did not stop because of Chen Feng's pain, it still poured into Chen Feng's brain without interruption, Chen Feng's brain was like countless flies buzzing around, his consciousness had begun to blur, and there was only one thought left in his heart, maybe he couldn't hear anything, he didn't care about anything, it was the best state! He is instinctively choosing to sleep!
Demon Realm, the top of a snow-capped mountain.
Brother Yi shook his head: "The law of evil is not strong, and it is not difficult to comprehend, but very few people can comprehend the law of evil, because it must be on the ancient battlefield to have enough evil qi to help comprehend!" Also because of the ancient battlefield, the difficulty of comprehension may also increase infinitely! If that kid only watched one plane war, he would have comprehended the law of evil at this moment, but he had watched eighteen battles! How many heroic spirits' resentments entered his consciousness, and it was impossible for him to comprehend them himself! ”
Zhang looked at Brother Yi and said with a smile: "The old man wants to make a move?" ”
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