Chapter 227: The Wild Battle is about to begin

Such domineering words make people can't help but take a breath of cold air, in the past, they may think that the pastoral spirit is arrogant and invincible, but at this time they don't think so. Such domineering words came out of his mouth, and it seemed to be a trivial matter, and they couldn't believe how strong it was to have such self-confidence.

Lan Yunzhu glanced at Mu Ling, and said angrily: "You don't want to kill people and want to go crazy, you can't say that you want to slaughter tens of millions of enemies, are you a murderer?"

Of course, Lan Yunzhu understands the domineering of the pastor, and also understands that he is definitely not a good man and a woman. At that time, when he was in Xuanqi River, he wanted to kill, and he had no scruples in the face of the ghost clan, and he would kill the same thing.

"Killing one is a crime, killing a hundred become males, killing ten thousand emperors, killing ten million emperors. Mu Ling said leisurely: "Since ancient times, which immortal emperor has not stepped on countless dry bones to reach the peak? The birth of an immortal emperor, from the beginning to the end, it is normal to slaughter tens of thousands of strong enemies. If you have the ambition to win the Immortal Emperor, you must have the determination to slaughter tens of millions. ”

Speaking of this, the pastoral spirit glanced at Lan Yunzhu and said: "The road of the Immortal Emperor is too narrow, and when strong enemies meet, either you die or I die! Even if you don't want to kill people, as long as you step on the road of God, there will be thousands of people who want to kill you, rather than stretching out your neck to be killed, it is better to slaughter tens of millions, ascend to the throne, and achieve eternity! If you become an Immortal Emperor, even if you slaughter tens of millions of enemies, it will only become your glorious record, not a butcher!"

For the pastoral words, Lan Yunzhu couldn't help but be silent for a while. As a genius, as a double saint, she will have the opportunity to embark on the path of the Immortal Emperor in the future, of course she understands this truth. If you want to become an Immortal Emperor, even if you don't kill people, there are thousands of people who want to kill you.

"It's been a grind. Mu Ling smiled and said to Lan Yunzhu: "It's not as simple as killing people, in a big battle, you can grind into a master's learning." Only by experiencing life and death, only the baptism of blood, can the exercises be sublimated to the fullest. Even if it is an ordinary move, after going through thousands of tempering, life and death, and countless blood, it will eventually become the most terrible killing move. ”

"The road to the Immortal Emperor is not as simple as enlightenment, and it is not as simple as walking through the bones of countless enemies. The pastor said slowly: "After the bloody battle, you can understand more things, and only then can you develop your greater potential, so that your exercises and your Taoism can be tempered in blood, and finally sublimated." ”

Qiurong Wanxue couldn't help but savor the words of the pastoral. For her, such things had not been accessible before, but listening to the words of the pastor today also touched her a lot and gained a lot.

Compared with the late snow in autumn, Lan Yunzhu has more insight in this regard. She glanced at the pastor, deliberately striking the pastor, and said angrily: "Be careful that you have not become an immortal emperor, and you have already fallen on the road to the immortal emperor." ”

Of course, Lan Yunzhu knew very well that such a small counterattack from her would not be able to hit the pastoral spirit at all.

"Don't worry, nine heavens and ten earths, only I am invincible!" said the pastor calmly and slowly.

Zhi Lao and these people couldn't help but be dumbfounded. This is too exaggerated and too confident, for no one would dare to say such a thing, but it seems to be commonplace for such words to come out of the mouth of the pastor.

"Yo, uncle, you're bragging again, be careful that the cowhide is blown up. Lan Yunzhu glanced at him and said a little playfully.

The shepherd laughed and said leisurely: "You just wait, wait for me to triumph." ”

"Got it, I'll wait for your triumphant return. Lan Yunzhu glanced at him and said calmly. She still has faith in the pastoral, and she believes that the pastor will work a miracle!

Outside the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, the mountains are undulating, and at this moment, in this undulating and endless mountain, there are already many figures, and there are crowds of people. I don't know how many monks have gathered here, there are older monks, there are young monks, there are god kings, there are source gods, there are ghost clans, there are blood clans, there are stone people clans, and there are human races...... There are many monks gathered here, in the shape of a cow's hair, some floating in the sky, some guarding between the majestic peaks, and some hidden in the darkness......

All the monks gathered here are here for pastoral purposes, and it can be said that tens of thousands or more monks have gathered here. These monks who want to snipe and kill the pastoral priests come from all ethnic groups in the world, from all factions in the world, including the lord of a sect, the king of a country, and even the elders of the patriarchs, as for the younger generation of Junyan geniuses, there are countless countless geniuses.

Everyone came to take the life of the pastor. I have to say that the reward of the Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden is too tempting, the Medicine King, the Treasure Bowl and even the Great Sage Treasure, and more importantly, the Pastoral Soul also has the key to the Peerless Desolate Tomb.

For some of the elders of the Great Sect Frontier Country, they may not necessarily need the Great Sage Treasure Weapon or the Medicine King or the Treasure Box, but the key to the Peerless Desolate Tomb on the Pastoral Soul will definitely make them salivate.

Of course, there are many young people who are also here to make a name for themselves, the pastoral has killed the green gold son, the ghost monk, the sons of the hundred schools and the prince of Xianran, and now the pastoral spirit can be said to be famous in the younger generation, a generation of murderers, his murderous name has been directly traced to the giant saint son and moth saint who was born in the imperial immortal gate.

If you can kill the pastor here, you will definitely become famous, and you will definitely become a dazzling hero of the younger generation, and you will definitely be able to make a great name. For many young generations of junjie, they know that fighting alone is not the opponent of the pastor, but now so many people want to take the life of the pastor, and even the older generation of the source god himself has come out, and now there are tens of thousands of strong people eyeing the pastor, all wanting to take the head of the pastor.

As the saying goes, "ants bite elephants to death", many young monks want to take advantage of the chaos to sneak attack the pastoral spirit and cut off his head, when the time comes, not only can they get the reward of the fairy burning phoenix, but also make a name for themselves.

Thinking of fame and achievement, and the majesty on all sides, many young monks are already enthusiastic and eager to try, eager to cut off the head of the pastor now to achieve their own future!

Of course, there are also many people who are reluctant to wade into such troubled waters, but they can't help but join in the fun, so there are already many people who are far away from the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan who are paying attention to this battle. Not all of these people who stood in the distance to watch the battle or join in the fun, and there were also some people who hid in the crowd watching the excitement with ill intentions, especially the old immortals of some great sect countries, who were even more hidden behind the scenes and did not show their faces, but once these people were given a chance, they would definitely give the pastoral a fatal blow. This kind of person is not here for the reward of the Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden, or even for the Peerless Barren Tomb Key, but to avenge his disciples and grandchildren.

When he was in the Oasis, the priest killed too many young monks of the ghost clan, and the elders of these young monks were ancestors, and sooner or later they would avenge their disciples. Outside the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, countless strong people held their breath and waited for the arrival of the Pastoral Spirit, in the crowd, some were excited, some were nervous, and some were deeply hidden. Only the fairy burning phoenix girl sitting in the phoenix chariot remained silent, looking calm, as if she had won the battle, as if she already knew the ending.

And within the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan was trembling and terrified. Although the enemy did not take action against the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, after this great battle is over, who knows what the outcome will be? At this time, the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan can only secretly pray that the Pastoral Spirit will have the last laugh and finally win. For many disciples of the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, they didn't even know where the pastoral spirit was sacred, and they didn't even know why their Snow Shadow Ghost Clan was involved with a human race. However, now for all the disciples of the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, these things are not important, the important thing is that as long as the Pastoral Spirit wins in the end and has the last laugh, their Snow Shadow Ghost Clan will have any hope of survival!

If the pastoral spirit dies in battle, then for the Immortal Burning Country, for the tens of thousands of excited powerhouses, I am afraid that the entire Snow Shadow Ghost Clan will be trampled out with a raise of hand. Therefore, at this moment, the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan can only silently pray for the Pastoral Spirit, they pray that the Pastoral Soul will defeat everyone, and laugh until the end, only by slaughtering all the enemies, their Snow Shadow Ghost Clan will have a way to live.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the pastoral finally appeared, he finally appeared in the sight of all, as he said, he came alone. The shepherd came slowly, strolling leisurely, leisurely, calmly, looking at him not at all like going to death, let alone facing thousands of troops, he looked like shopping.

"It's coming, it's coming. At this time, the whole scene began to stir, whether it was the many strong men who were preparing to snipe the pastor, or the monks who were watching the battle from a distance, they were all in a commotion at this time.

All of a sudden, countless pairs of eyes fell on the pastor, some were angry, some were murderous, some were cold, and some were cruel...... A pair of eyes fell on the pastor, enough to divide him into eight large pieces.

At this time, the tens of thousands of strong masters who had stayed outside the mountain gate all secretly took out their weapons and treasures or occupied a favorable position, as long as someone made a move, as long as the time was ripe, they would definitely give the pastoral a fatal blow. Under the eyes of countless people, under the eyes of countless strong people in the mountains, the pastoral spirit seems to have become a lost lamb, at this time, he has broken into the wolves and tigers' den, and countless strong masters who want to take the head of the pastoral spirit are like hungry wolves and tigers looking at the lamb.

At this moment, the shepherd is like a man who has fallen into the water, and the countless strong monks who are eyeing him are like a group of sharks, once they smell blood, everyone will attack in groups. Even many monks who watched the excitement couldn't help but hold their breath, and even many people admired it in their hearts.

"Good courage! Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains. In the crowd watching the excitement, even the leaders of the older generation couldn't help but sigh with emotion and admired the courage of the pastor.

Knowing that there were countless strong people ambushing him, he still came single-handedly, such a person, either he was so confident in his own Taoism that he was a madman.

"This guy is indeed crazy enough, it's not enough to be the enemy of the Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden, he even dares to provoke the world, and he can't wait for all the enemies to gather together to attack him, such a person is simply a madman!" someone else said.

In the midst of watching the excitement, the human powerhouse couldn't help but say: "Maybe he is full of confidence, he is confident enough to leave alive." Just like the emperor back then, when the emperor was eighteen years old, he didn't annihilate the entire Beiling Kingdom by himself, and came and went freely among the 500,000 army. ”

Although it is said that in the Hidden Territory, the Terrans are very weak, but for the Terran monks present, of course, they hope that the Pastoral Spirit wins, and if the Pastoral Soul wins, it will definitely make the Terran raise their eyebrows. You must know that the secluded frontier is the world of the ghost race, especially with an invincible Dao system like the Ten Thousand Bones Throne guarding this great wilderness, in such a world, the human race has no room to survive at all.

If the Pastoral Soul can sweep away all the enemies today, it will definitely make the Terran shine, if the Pastoral Soul will become an existence like Sanjie, then for the Terrans of the Ghost Saint Realm, this is great news, which will mean that the genius of the Terran Race in the Ghost Saint Realm has the opportunity to become an Immortal Emperor.

"Hmph, a human race kid dares to compare with the emperor lord, what kind of thing is he!" The words of the strong man of the human race suddenly aroused the dissatisfaction of the ghost clan who were watching the excitement next to him, and a ghost clan monk sneered.

"What kind of thing is he? Xuanqi River Protector, you have the ability to talk to Xuanqiao River like this. Not to be outdone, the Terran powerhouse said in a counterattack.

"Hey, what about the protector of the Xuanqi River?" The monk of the ghost clan sneered and said, "Look, if you don't need a cup of tea for a while, he will be torn apart by thousands of strong people, and he will be torn apart like a lamb in a wolf pack that has no place to be buried." ”

The Terran powerhouse also sneered and counterattacked, saying: "When he was in the oasis, Mu Ling killed a thousand enemies with one sword, and here, he can also kill ten thousand enemies with one sword." As long as you are strong enough, no matter how many people you are, no matter how many people do!"

Of course, the monks of the human race speak for the shepherd of the human race, and the monks of the ghost race also speak for their own ghost race and stand on the side of the ghost race. I'm afraid that the vast majority of the ghost clan hopes that the pastoral spirit will be torn to pieces and let him die without a place to be buried.

After all, if tens of thousands of ghost clan powerhouses still can't kill this Terran junior, where will they put their ghost clan's face?

The ghost clan has always regarded itself as the ruler of the Ghost Saint Realm, in fact, even if it is not, it is not much worse, if tens of thousands of strong people of the ghost clan are defeated by a junior of the ghost clan today, this will make the authority of the ghost clan be impacted.

"Pinghe Ghost King, Youjing Bone Demon, Black Mountain Corpse Emperor, Eight Slaughter Saint Venerable......" Even if the strong man of the ghost clan who was standing rationally saw the strong people gathered on the mountain, he recognized one famous big man after another, shook his head, and said rationally: "In the face of such a huge enemy, even if the Emperor Lord is here, he may not be able to sweep away, unless the Emperor Lord comes with the Immortal Emperor Treasure, he may not be able to have the last laugh." ”

At this time, the countless ghost clan powerhouses gathered here are all famous people, and the younger generation of geniuses is just that, what is even more frightening is that some of the older generation of big people who have become famous for a long time, especially some of the existence of the Holy Venerable in the difficult era, which makes people extremely jealous!

Countless strong people of the ghost clan gathered here, and there were some strong people of other clans such as the demon clan, the blood clan, the heavenly demon, and the stone man...... Wait, the reward of the Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden is too rich, and some powerhouses of other clans have also joined the team of sniping and killing the herdsman.

At this time, the only one without the Terran joining, at this time the Pastoral is a duel with the entire Ghost Clan, if the Terran powerhouse joins the Sniper Pastoral Spirit, this will be spurned by all the Terran monks in the Ghost Saint Realm.

The pastor walked slowly, countless eyes fell on him, and when the pastor got closer and closer, all the strong people gathered in the mountains to snipe the pastor couldn't help but hold their breath, so nervous that they could hear their own heartbeat.

The pastoral priest paused beyond the mountains. He was calm, his gaze swept over everyone, and finally, his gaze fell on the sky dome, and landed on the immortal burning phoenix girl sitting in the phoenix chariot.

And the Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden sitting on the phoenix chariot also had a cold expression, her cold gaze fell on the pastor, the killing intent in her eyes was undisguised, and the killing intent jumped like a sword cold.

"Oh, you're that Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden. The pastoral spirit glanced at the fairy burning phoenix girl and said with a smile: "Now that I have come, do you want to fight alone or in a group? ”

"For the enemy, I don't ask about the process, only about the result. The Immortal Burning Phoenix Maiden was high up, she stared coldly at the pastoral spirit from afar, and her voice was full of murderous intent. She said in a cold voice, "Either you were captured and knelt at my feet, or your head was placed in front of my desk!"

"I'm afraid that neither of these may be possible. In the midst of thousands of troops, the pastoral spirit was at ease, and said with a calm smile: "Why don't I give you a suggestion, get out now, and let me go as far as the world goes!