In the East China Sea of Cangzhou, many islands in the open sea have been occupied by the sea tribe. Only the coastal islands were still defended by Terran monks or Cangzhou soldiers.

Millions of sea tribes are surging, and the sword god that people are expecting has not made any movement. The patron saint who has been said to be said for nearly a thousand years did not appear, which made all parties of the race very panicked.

At the beginning, facing the powerful and large number of sea tribes, the human race was defeated and defeated. At one time, it was even chased by the Sea Tribes for hundreds of miles, and many coastal towns were ravaged by the Sea Tribes. Facing the Sea Clan is almost the same as facing the desolate beasts, and all the towns where the Sea Clan crosses, the old, the weak, the young and the disabled are slaughtered.

The tragic scenes of the world eventually aroused the anger of hundreds of millions of monks. The Cangzhou military's horn of sworn war spirit, which had not sounded for many years, sounded again.

Every monk and soldier knew that they could not retreat. Further back are the hundreds of millions of people in Cangzhou, ordinary people who have no power to resist. If it retreats, it will be thousands of miles of blood flowing in Cangzhou, and hundreds of millions of living beings will be poisoned.

So after the initial panic, everyone knew that the sword god they believed in was no longer there. There is no so-called guardian saint, if you want to protect your loved ones and protect the earth under your feet, you must have every capable person to stand up and fight back.

The awakened Terrans fought back with all their might, and finally drove the ashore Sea Clan back to the sea.

The Sea Tribesmen are good at water warfare, and they can also drive sea beasts to fight them in the sea, and the Terran monks do not have an advantage. However, once out of the sea, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced when they come ashore. Therefore, the two sides used the coast as an intermediary line and engaged in a tug-of-war.

In some places, the Sea Tribes landed strongly, burning and looting the Terran towns. The monks scattered all over the Terrans will rush over, drive the Sea Tribes back, and drive them back to the sea.

Thousands of miles of coastline, there are many islands in the coastal area, as if dotted on the sea. And these islands are also military points of contention between the two sides.

The Cangzhou royal family and the Sword Pavilion jointly issued an order to recruit monks from all walks of life to the coastline to cooperate with the military to resist the Sea Clan. All participants can exchange various cultivation resources according to their merits.

In this way, the monks of all sides became more active in the battle against the Sea Clan. The thousands of miles of coastline became a place where a large number of monks gathered, and the war was in full swing.

However, in an unknown place at the corner of the sea, thousands of meters of sword cliffs slashed into the sky. A figure dressed in white stands on the top of the sea for eternity, and nearly a thousand years of time are like a moment for her, no matter the vicissitudes of life, she has always stood here quietly.

Ye Canglan, the master of the Sword Pavilion, stepped on the wind-blown reef ground step by step, and slowly walked to the bottom of the sword cliff. The sea breeze blew his shirt, and his long hair fluttered behind his back.

Stopping at the foot of the sword cliff, Ye Canglan looked at the vast sea with uncertain eyes. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Is the current situation what you want?"

"Yes. The figure at the top of the sword cliff replied calmly. The voice is neither sad nor joyful, as if everything in this world has nothing to do with her.

Such a simple answer didn't seem to satisfy the Lord of the Sword Pavilion. Or maybe it wasn't the answer he was looking for at all.

"For nearly a thousand years, the human race has long been accustomed to peace, how can they resist in the face of the ferocious sea tribe? In the rest of the month, nearly hundreds of large and small towns have been slaughtered, and the death toll has exceeded a million! Why?"

Ye Canglan knew that he shouldn't offend the other party, but there seemed to be a fiery grief and indignation in his heart, which was always hot in his chest, making him difficult to suppress.

Obviously she exists, and as long as she stretches out her hand or stomps her foot, she can avoid such a painful price. He couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask - why!

"Are you questioning me?" The figure seemed to be a little surprised, not understanding where the other party standing at the foot of the sword cliff had the courage to dare to question himself like this.

"Now that you are accustomed to peace, you have to pay the price to rekindle the will to fight. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The hand was clenched, then let go, and then clenched again, Ye Canglan looked up, his eyes looking directly at the figure on the sword cliff. "But you are Ye Hongchen, you are the strongest sword in the world--Sword God, Ye Hongchen!You should guard this coastline, you can avoid these costs,,,"

Rumble!

Before he could finish his sentence, the figure finally shifted its footsteps and turned to look at him. Those eyes were full of crimson, and even the pupils were red.

Just when he met the other party's two glances, he suddenly seemed to be on the top of the cliff, standing facing the other party. The distance between the two was within reach, but the other's gaze was like two sword blades, through his eyes, straight to the depths of his heart.

A powerful crimson sword intent enveloped him around him, and that crimson sword intent was like substance, cleansing his body and invading every meridian and cell. Like a wave, circling and reverberating, a thousand waves hit, ten thousand crushing.

As a peak powerhouse in the soul realm, his condensed sword soul was suppressed to the death, unable to release the slightest bit of power.

His mind exploded, his body staggered, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Just when he was about to lose his hold, the surging power suddenly receded.

Until a gust of sea breeze blows, bringing a little coolness. Ye Canglang realized that he was still standing in place, as if he had never moved. Covered in a cold sweat, his face was pale, and the distance between him and the other party was still so far away,,,

"I don't need you to tell me what I should do!" Ye Hongchen still turned his back to him, "Remember! There is no guardian spirit in this world, and everyone's fate can only be controlled by themselves." ”

"Bring her the Sword of Surprise and let her rush to the Chaos Domain. ”

Ye Canglang silently turned around and left the Sword Cliff, and what he brought back to the Sword Pavilion together was the Shocking Sword Sword that contained a red dust sword intent.

He didn't understand why he didn't want to take action when he saw millions of people in Cangzhou die. And now he wasted a sword intent to quell the scourge of war in that distant land.

Ye Piaoling looked at the Amazing Sword that was handed back into his hand. She understood where the sword had been sent the other day. She understood that this sword was no longer a shock, but a command that held the power of life and death of living beings in the world.

"Red Dust Sword Intent is only something you can inspire, do you know what it means to cast this Red Dust Sword Intent?"

Of course, Ye Piaoling knew that once the Hongchen Sword Intent was cast, many people would inevitably die. At the same time, she also knew that what the master asked was definitely not this. So she shook her head and looked at Shizun.

And Ye Canglan seemed to have something unspeakable, and after pondering for a while, he said: "I can only tell you that the more you come into contact with Hongchen Sword Intent, the faster you will become her." Or it can also be said that the Red Dust Sword Intent can make you become yourself faster. ”

Ye Piaoling pondered the true meaning of Master's words, and then raised his head and said, "Why me, and not others?"

After a short period of silence, Ye Piaoling did not wait for the answer she wanted. But when she turned to leave, she saw a trace of bitterness and helplessness in Shizun's eyes.

Her relatives were all brutally murdered since she was a child, and it was the Sword Pavilion who raised her, perhaps this was her fate. In this world, everyone has their own destiny. And her destiny is to find herself.

Not for the common people in the world, nor for the supreme glory. Just for the honor of life, not to be blasphemed!