Seeing Lin Ming appear, the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace were even more crazy, and they shouted from the heart, and the shouts resounded through the nine heavens.

In the most dangerous times for the Terrans, they need heroes and inspiration.

"Lin Zhenren, can you take us out?"

Someone in the crowd asked questions.

This sentence made the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace who were cheering a lot quieter, that's right, they wanted to fight out! They had enough of hiding in Tibet like this!

Everyone looked at Lin Ming with burning eyes, and at this time, their eyes were full of intense longing.

"Everyone!"

Lin Ming walked up to the front wall of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Palace Square, overlooking the many disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace, his voice was strict and serious.

Everyone listened with pricked up ears, and for a while, the originally noisy square was completely quiet.

"Do you know about another catastrophe that the human race encountered 3.6 billion years ago?"

Lin Ming's question made the martial artists present a little stunned, they thought that Lin Ming would say something emotional, but they didn't expect that Lin Ming mentioned this in his first sentence.

"Yes!" replied in a loud voice.

"Very good...... I also know about this catastrophe, and I probably know it better than you......" Lin Ming seemed to fall into deep contemplation, he looked at the endless Terran warriors in front of him, and the black nebula tumbling in the distance, and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Three billion billion years ago, the human race was the same as now, facing the Holy Race that was several times stronger than them, facing the desolation at the peak, and the Holy Race Tianzun and the Holy Race True God who were several times their own! The Terrans have no chance of winning, at least in the eyes of normal thinking, they will be ruined. Enslaved, but the Terrans won that battle, do you know what it relied on?"

Lin Ming asked rhetorically, many people were a little dazed, although they knew about the Terran Tribulation three billion years ago, but the time was too long. In addition, many great forces were destroyed at that time, and a lot of history has been lost, they just know that Fengshen Tianzun led the Terran warriors to win that battle. The specifics are not very clear.

"A race can stand for thirty-three days, with its own territory, with sovereignty, with freedom. So. The blood of a nation is the strength of the people of this race, condensed by their blood, to fight for dignity!"

"Thirty-.6 billion years ago, the human race knew that there was a huge gap between the strength and the holy race, but they were not timid! Two hundred heavenly venerables, two hundred divine beasts. With the Holy Lord as the soldier and the Tianzun as the general, all the people of the Terran race are soldiers, fighting to the death with the Holy Race, and in the end, the Divine Tianzun led dozens of Terran male lords who volunteered to sacrifice themselves, burning their own lives, forming a large array, and sealing the soul of the desolate!"

"In that battle, the Heavenly Venerable, the Realm King, and the Holy Lord of the Human Race were almost dead, the martial arts civilization declined, the inheritance was cut off, and if you want to develop again, you need to put in an unknown amount of effort. However, this qiē is worth it, because ...... We saved ...... Dignity !!"

Lin Ming said the last sentence word by word, and for a while, the audience was silent, and hundreds of thousands of Demon Immortal Palace disciples were either standing in the square or suspended in the starry sky, they all listened quietly, with reverent and solemn expressions on their faces.

"Because of those sacrificed predecessors, we don't have to live like slaves, we can have our own martial arts civilization, even if it is not the best, we have our own territory, even if there is only one heavy heaven, we develop again, and start all over again, but when we really develop and make the martial arts civilization brilliant again, the Holy Clan is here again, this time, they have greater ambitions!"

"They want to fight for hegemony step by step for thirty-three days, and their leader, the Holy Emperor of Creation, wants to merge with the wilderness, and finally absorb the essence of the three major races for thirty-three days, surpassing the true gods. He regards the Soul Clan as the biggest opponent, and we humans as stepping stones, yes, just like two knights who want to feed their horses before going to battle, they treat us humans as grass to feed horses. ”

Lin Ming said these words calmly, and when the martial artists of the Demon Immortal Palace heard this, they immediately became excited, many people gasped, and the blood vessels in their necks bulged, as if they were about to explode on the spot, but because Lin Ming was standing on the high platform, they couldn't speak, which was out of respect for Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was silent for more than a dozen breaths, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to be the grass for feeding the horses?"

"They're looking for death!"

A big man jumped up and shouted at the top of his voice, Lin Ming's silence of more than a dozen breaths just now suffocated him.

"Kill them!"

Someone pulled out two big axes that were bright and flimmeted.

"Fight with them!"

"Fuck it, I've had enough!"

Warriors are all bloody, especially when the race has been oppressed for so long, whether it is themselves or the race, they are already alive and dead, they are like dynamite kegs, burning at a point.

"I don't want to either!" Lin Ming said loudly, "Our predecessors are not only the Divine Heavenly Venerable, but also the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Venerable who would rather incarnate as a demon than fight to the death with the Holy Clan, and the three-life old man who extended his life for 300 million years for the sake of the Great Tribulation, and finally sacrificed himself in order to delay the time for the elite of the human race to enter the savage universe...... There are many more, the Heavenly Venerable, the Realm King, and the Holy Lord whose names we don't know at all...... There are many more martial artists with lower cultivation, and even civilians who died tragically, and they have exchanged their lives for us to stand here safely today, is it just so that we can be used as grass to feed the horses?"

"We endured the loneliness of being uprooted from our homeland, entered the wilderness, fought with fierce beasts, grinded, sacrificed, we bathed in blood, crawled and rolled in minced meat......"

"We practice our skills, improve our cultivation, practice asceticism, secret realms, and wander on the line of life and death. We are who we are, Terrans! We are from the Divine Realm, and we are going to ...... !!! home."

Lin Ming said that at the end, his voice suddenly raised, and in front of Lin Ming, all the Demon Immortal Palace warriors burst out like thunder!

"We're going home!"

"Kill back to the Divine Domain!"

"Destroy the Holy Dog!"

"The human race is immortal for hundreds of millions of years!"

Waves of roars resounded in the sky, and when the bloodiness of a race was ignited, they could create a miracle.

Even now, the endless sword mountain is placed in front of these people, they will not hesitate to rush in!

A bloody team that will burst out with unparalleled combat effectiveness and defeat enemies ten times stronger than them!

The tidal shouts continued for a full quarter of an hour without abating, and one by one the warriors drew their weapons and pointed straight to the sky.

There are also women who cover their faces and cry bitterly!

They want to fight back, even if they die in battle, they will be buried in the Divine Domain!

"Very well, then, rest for three hours, and after that, follow me, and we'll ...... Kill it!"

As soon as Lin Ming waved his hand, the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace felt that they were about to explode, and at this time, even if Tianzun stopped in front of them, they would rush up and blow them up!

Some people, who couldn't wait to fly back to their residences, began to pack up their elixirs, weapons, and armor to prepare for the upcoming battle.

They can't wait a moment.

What about the Holy Son of Creation, even if he is defeated, he will only die in battle!

"Brother Lin, this ......" The little demon fairy didn't expect that Lin Ming's words would have such a terrifying effect.

Originally, although the disciples of the Demon Immortal Palace were bloody, if they were allowed to collide head-on with the Creation Holy Son, they would still have inevitable fear in their hearts, after all, the gap in strength was too big.

"Are we going to deal with the Son of Creation?"

The little demon fairy asked, originally Lin Ming came, and the little demon fairy believed that Lin Ming would turn the tide of the battle and even make the Holy Son of Creation suffer a big loss, but the little demon fairy thought that Lin Ming would take a long-term plan and use some means and stratagems to finally defeat the Holy Son of Creation, she didn't expect that Lin Ming had only come to the Demon Immortal Palace for a few quarters of an hour, and he would directly lead his troops to collide with the Holy Son of Creation head-on!

That's too decisive, isn't it?

"It's too hasty to set off in three hours, I thought you would at least eat the feast that washed your dust before you thought about the creation of the Holy Son. ”

Although the little demon fairy felt that the army was in a hurry, she still dominated Lin Ming, which came from her unreserved trust in Lin Ming.

"Let them continue to do it, but it's not a dust washing feast, but a celebration feast! All the wine and food are ready, fight first, and then celebrate!"

Thanks to the messy Xiaoqi's continuous 300,000 floating red, becoming the leader of the Wuji Alliance, and finally becoming a hegemon!! This is the fourth watch! Two thousand and eighty-two votes, Wuji fans are mighty!

...... (To be continued......)