The war came suddenly, but it was also inevitable, and it had not started for nearly ten years, but in the past, the war did not last long, so many people did not care very much, and only those monks who had experienced it many times understood the cruelty of war, and the cycle began again and again, and never stopped. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many monks looked at the sky in the distance, where lightning and thunder roared, and if they saw this scene in the mortal world, they would surely think that it was the heavens who were angry.

It's just that in the eyes of the monks, there are just countless monks fighting in the clouds.

Lightning and thunder are always followed by a downpour, but unlike usual, it rains blood.

A desolate beast was killed, and a huge corpse fell from the sky, burning with monstrous fireworks, like a meteorite falling, and the blood in its body spilled out, forming a heavy rain, so that the grass and trees on the ground were dry, and so on, their blood had infinite killing opportunities, and those plants and trees could withstand it, and they were directly incinerated.

It's just that the ground is also in full swing, the magic power fighting method, there are aftermaths everywhere, runes exploding everywhere, and the grass and trees have already been ignited, and for a while, the flames are everywhere, and the smell of war fills the entire extreme realm.

After watching it for a day and a night, the lightning and thunder there never stopped, and finally, the lightning and thunder began to spread.

"At this time, it is a stalemate, and it is also a state of heavy casualties! You see, countless monks in the city have also left!" an elder pointed out, looking at the bloody place in the distance with an indifferent expression, as if he had long been accustomed to this.

Many people nodded, and some people had ugly faces, the rich bloody gas could be smelled even if it was far away, usually fighting is the same thing, but when it comes to the battlefield, this bloody smell is the original smell and taste, and it is difficult to change it for a while.

Seeing this, the elder didn't say anything, but sighed lightly: "Adapt to it earlier, this time is different from the past, but all the spiritual realms have to participate in the battle, you are so precious to live! Try your best to save your life, living is the foundation." ”

But at this moment, a young monk asked, "Elder, I can't change the situation of the battle even if I wait on the battlefield, so why do you want me to wait?"

The young man spoke the hearts of many people, no one is not afraid of death, especially such a young person.

The elder said, "The moment you embark on cultivation, you are destined to be extraordinary, and your cultivation also distinguishes ordinary people, but the burden you bear is also heavier. My Dongsheng has a vast territory and unlimited resources, it is the best dojo for cultivation, compared with the bitter cold land and the wild land, Dongsheng is a blessed land, but the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, if you can't keep this pure land, then the relatives and friends you protect will become slaves and war servants of others, and everything you have will be plundered, just ask, can you bear it?"

The young man's face was red, and he seemed to see the picture of what the elder said, his eyes were red, and his fists were clenched.

Seeing this, the elder said to everyone again: "Cultivation may have a distinction between strong and weak individuals, but war is never a matter of one person, those high-level monks can kill ten strong enemies, or even a hundred strong enemies, but your enemies are not ten hundred, they are countless people, and the entire continent is the enemy of you, so ah, the war is mine, it's yours, and it's yours, only if you come together can you change everything!"

The old man said in a somewhat tired tone, yes, war is never a single person, it is common to the entire Dongsheng monks, and personal wishes can never affect the overall situation, whether it is belligerent or cowardly, they will be baptized in the flames of war, and finally they become accustomed to it, and they look down on life and death, and so on.

The sound of drums, trumpets, roars, all kinds of sounds are intertwined, sometimes clearly audible, sometimes faintly like an illusion, making it difficult to imagine what it was like there.

It's just that when you don't say a word, you can't avoid fantasizing, some people imagine a bloody man falling from the sky and splitting a big man in half, or someone who appears coldly from the darkness and cuts off several people in front of him, or even more outrageous, directly explodes his body, and is still muttering something when he explodes, such as reluctance.

Call!

In the middle of the picture, some people are breathing heavily, drenching in cold sweat, and these meditations seem to be real no matter which one they do, which makes them empathize, so they are shocked into a cold sweat!

Not just one person, but many people are unconsciously brought into that kind of meditation, which is qi-machine sympathy.

"Qi machine sympathy, you all have the breath of Dongsheng, and the battle intent in the distance is fused with each other, there is some feeling of willingness, but it is different, what you meditate on is happening in the distance at this time, this is war, there are too many ways to die, but there is only one way to survive, that is to kill each other!"

Another elder appeared, the elder had compassion in his eyes, and finally tears fell, and he was also blending with the battle spirit in the distance, seeing the scenes, and even seeing the people he knew die on the battlefield, but he couldn't do anything.

This is war, you die or I live!

The war continued, and after three days, many people returned to the city to practice, while others stayed here to gain enlightenment and try to exercise their Dao hearts.

The elders who had been there before also left, but they didn't pay any attention to them.

However, at this time, the city gate was opened again, and monks were sent back one after another, and those monks were brought back by loading into space treasures, and those were all monks who died in battle or were seriously injured and unable to participate in the war.

For a while, the city became lively, countless doctors were summoned and began to help, and countless elders took action, almost every monk was a simple doctor, and the big clan also began to gather the Dan masters of their own clan, and they also began to save people, but most of the people who rescued were the children of their own clan.

At the same time, countless Dan masters in Wushuang City began to refine the Dan, and they could often smell the fragrant smell of medicine, but there was also a roaring sound.

At this time, the sale of pills has also become frequent, three percent of the medicinal power, two percent of the medicinal power, and even one percent of the medicinal power of the elixir have appeared, and the refining of these pills is almost a loose cultivation, but the price they sell is also very low, because if they are sold at a high price, they will be taken away by the law enforcement monks in the city, and even the cultivation will be abolished, and no one can make war money, this is an iron order!

And all the monks who participate in the war will receive free treatment, but even so, if the supply still exceeds the demand, the Danshi is even more busy.

So in such a situation, an elder appeared in front of the demon vine, and then said for a moment, the demon vine nodded slowly, but there was an extra token in his hand.

In addition, Ba Snake and Dangkang were not idle, they came to the place where the spirits gathered and began to invite the spirits out of the customs, because the blood of the spirits was the best medicine.

Fortunately, during the war, the spirits were also very talkative, and they chose a side, so they spared no effort, but even so, those spirits began to feel their scalps tingle, and the blood in their bodies continued to flow out, but it still could not satisfy all the seriously injured monks, and the number of injured monks continued to increase every day.

(One more more!) (To be continued.) )