"You've always lived here?"

Lin Hui looked the ragged people up and down and asked.

The man didn't even look at the two of them, and his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Yes! ”

Hu Jiu asked sadly: "What do you live on?" ”

The man was silent for a moment and said, "Life? Just eat a little and live on, it's okay if you don't eat! ”

Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei glanced at each other and asked, "Can a person really live?" Don't feel lonely? ”

The man kept looking at the building in front of him and said, "It's okay. ”

Hu Jiu thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a foreign race coming here?" ”

The man replied, "Yes, in the south!" ”

Hu Jiubei was curious: "They don't kill you?" ”

The man was silent.

Hu Jiubei felt that he had asked a nonsense, can he still stand here after killing this person? He asked again: "Do you know that there is a Xin saint here, and he is still resisting the alien race!" ”

The man said, "Yes! ”

When Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei heard this, they were shocked, and their eyes lit up: "In ...... Whence? ”

The man pointed south.

The two of them swept away.

The man suddenly said, "There are more than a dozen alien saints there, more than a million alien races!" ”

The two of them stopped, only to feel their scalps tingle, and turned back.

Lin Hui Lingtai Six Heavens.

The fox is the fifth decline of the nine sorrowful heavens and people.

This strength is really not enough for other races to see, and their ability to escape and hide is unique, and it is not easy to be discovered.

Seeing that this person was still looking at the building in front of him, Lin Hui asked curiously, "Do you know here?" ”

This man said: "This is the Governor's Mansion of the Great Governor of Linqiu back then, and I have lived in it for a few days!" ”

The two of them followed and looked, although the building in front of them was dilapidated, it was not difficult to see a very magnificent pattern structure.

Lin Hui thought for a while and asked, "You can live in the Dadu Governor's Mansion, you must have some identity and vision, have you ever seen the Sage Xin Zhuoxin?" ”

The man is silent!

Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei glanced at each other, and it was inconvenient to ask.

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly came from hundreds of miles to the south.

Lin Hui and Hu Jiu suddenly felt cold all over their bodies, and subconsciously retreated.

However, the man in front of him suddenly turned around and walked south.

"Where are you going? What's your name? You may like to go with us to live in the north, where there are countless human races. Lin Hui subconsciously shouted.

The man didn't stop walking, and said casually: "My name is Xin Zhuo, and I can't go for the time being." ”

"You ......"

Lin Hui and Hu Jiu's eyes widened sadly, and their bodies trembled violently.

The next moment, the man flashed into the air, his body exuded a desperate terrifying aura, and the two of them were out of breath, and then the nine-colored true qi swept through the sky and the earth, stepping out, it was hundreds of miles away, and the afterglow went straight to the sky, and the birds and beasts in all directions instantly bowed to the ground.

"Xinzhuo! He is the Sage of Xin, no wonder he is a little familiar! ”

Lin Hui muttered to himself, his voice trembling like words.

He was a student of a family called Xiaozhu Academy, when Xin Zhuo was still in the fairyland, he went to Xiaozhu Academy to kill the disciples of the "Lonely Boy Palace", he was inspired, abandoned literature and martial arts, wandered the world, and got a lot of opportunities for more than 80 years.

"Really! It's all true! Sage Xin is still there! ”

On the side, Hu Jiu was full of grief and indignation, his voice was depressed, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with a "poof", bursting into tears, "Nineteen years, a full nineteen years, the world has changed greatly, the sun and the moon have changed, and the human race is so difficult, but the Sage Xin has always guarded the southern Xinjiang and has never flinched!" ”

What he didn't know was that his name, Xin Zhuo, was just as familiar.

Lin Hui finally reacted, knelt on the ground, and cried.

The crying of the two was shocking, and it looked somewhat inexplicable.

But if it weren't for the slaughter of hundreds of millions of trillions of terran people, the slaughter of tens of millions of warriors, the destruction of their homes, and the lack of hope, how could they experience the greatness of Xin Sheng!

The two of them kowtowed heavily.

After a while, Hu Jiu raised his head sadly, his face was resolute, and he seemed to have made up his mind: "Return to the north, inform the Terrans of this news, you must go back!" ”

"Go back!" Lin Hui also gritted his teeth in approval.

The two of them jumped up, ran out of the city, and after leaving Baili, looked back and bowed again, and then flew straight to the north without stopping for a moment.

Encountering countless aliens along the way, the two of them used secret techniques to carefully dodge, and flew low in the sky when no one was around.

Day and night, wind and dust.

After a lot of hard work, three months, and several times he was almost killed by aliens, and finally arrived at the ancient city of Cangyue, one of the twenty cities in the south, surrounded by alien groups of 80,000 miles of heaven and earth.

Try your best to break through the encirclement of alien masters and get to the front of the city.

Looking at the closed city gate, the city wall where the rhyme of the formation flowed through the sky, and the large number of elite Terran warriors on the city wall, the two of them almost burst into tears again.

"Who?"

On the city wall, a master of the Yuanji Realm angrily reprimanded, and hundreds of martial artists around him had already opened the "Xuanling Surprise Moon Bow", the bow was like a thunderbolt, and the wind and thunder were bursting, which was the treasure of the Tianxuan Holy Land, and could shoot all the aliens under the Yuanji Realm.

That Lin Hui trembled and arched his hands, and couldn't help crying anymore: "Everyone, we are from the south, and there are still small formations in the south in the hands of the human race!" ”

"Fart!"

The Yuan Extreme Realm martial artist who was guarding the city wall was furious, "After nearly twenty years of alien attacks, the heavens and the earth have changed color, the four major formations are gone, where are there still small formations?" ”

Hu Jiu said sadly: "Xin Zhuo, Xin Saint is still holding on, he has not flinched for nineteen years, killing hundreds of alien saints, tens of millions of alien people, the alien race has never been able to cross the hundred clans abyss small formation half a step, you can catch the alien captives, just ask!" ”

The Yuanji master on the city wall was stunned, and then his body trembled, his eyes were red, and he couldn't make a sound: "Xin Zhuo...... Is it really still there? ”

This person's name is Wu Tiange, the young master who was originally in the east of the Great Plains, but now he has been stumbling for decades, and he is only half of a quasi-saint.

"Sage Xin is still ......"

There was an instant cry on the city wall.

Crying is not contrived, everyone knows what it means.

In the past 20 years of fighting, from anger to pessimism, and then to despair, only 80,000 territories can survive in 700,000 miles of heaven and earth, countless warriors have died tragically, countless saints have died in battle, and many great saints and saint kings have also died!

Countless singing and crying stories spread all over the world!

There is no one for 80,000 miles away!

Eighty thousand miles away, there is no human race!

It has long been the consensus of everyone.

However......

Xin Sheng! Still alone in the far south!

How many endless fights he has experienced, and what kind of ordeal has he experienced.

"Come up!"

Wu Tiange endured his sorrow, waved his hand to signal Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei to enter the city, and then personally took the two of them and went straight to the city.

Running all the way, he couldn't suppress his shouting all the way: "The Southern Hundred Clans Yuan Small Formation, Xin Shengren has been holding on for nineteen years, and it is still there!" ”

"Sage Xin, guarding the small array in southern Xinjiang, resisting foreign races for nineteen years, has never fallen!"

……

Originally, the trillions of human races, such as crossing the river, are now crowded in the cities, villages and towns of 80,000 miles of heaven and earth, and the thickness is outrageous.

Wu Tiange's loud voice spread all over the four directions, at first there was no movement in the streets, alleys, pavilions, and courtyards, until the sound was far away, and the dense crowd of people walked out, first staring at each other blankly, and then reacting.

"Hula ......"

Everywhere there are figures kneeling down to the south.

Then the cry shook the sky.

……

Cangyue Academy.

It is the 300th academy under the Confucianism of the human race, which not only accepts lay disciples, but also accepts martial artists and Confucian cultivators, and has been promoting the deeds of the martial immortals of the human race every day all these years.

In the past 20 years, there have been countless deeds of the human race resisting foreign races, one by one, and they have been repeatedly praised in order to inspire the fighting spirit of a group of pessimistic surrenderers.

At this moment, the three thousand students in the academy sat on the ground, and as far as the eye could see, they were all young Confucian students of both sexes, all of them were white as snow and spotless, the men were handsome and free, and the women were delicate and handsome.

Although the human race was defeated, it did not break through this place, and it was still safe for the time being, and the martial immortals fought for their lives, and it did not have much to do with them.

There are even high-ranking officials and nobles, who still sing and dance day and night.

"If you talk about sages and heroes, it should be the prince of Yuheng Holy Land, this person is only in the Yang realm, but he fought three times with foreign races, and returned unharmed......"

A beautiful girl with a graceful posture looked around at the three thousand senior brothers, and her mouth was like a river.

"Definitely!"

A suave boy stood up and retorted: "Senior Sister Jiang's words are wrong, if you talk about heroes and sages, it must be the Jade Sword Sect Zhang Xianren, this person is a man of heaven and man, and he led the people to repel three thousand alien ......."

Neither of the two of them was convinced, all kinds of arguments, and then in the cheers of the three thousand brothers, they looked at the old master Huang Taigai under the weeping willows in front of him, this old master came from afar and was a pedantic man.

"Hmm......" Huang Taigai couldn't speak, what kind of sages are these?

"Let the old man tell you what a sage and a hero are......"

Outside the door, a middle-aged master staggered into the compound, tears spilled his long shirt, and his footsteps staggered: "It's the fearless son Jiang Wudang who has been guarding the Fire Frost Cave for three years, killing millions of aliens, and breaking an arm and leg!"

It was four years of bloody battle in Baiyun Mountain, and before the death, there was no one in the sky who exchanged the lives of the four saints of the alien race!

It is the Desolate Emperor Valley, the Qingxiao of the Northern Underworld Mansion who killed the Five Saints by one person, and was finally pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows and died!

It was in the Five Elements Sea, holding on for seven years, killing countless alien races, and finally being injured by the alien great sage, and returning to Ye Miaojin who was unconscious and dying!

Now ......"

He paused, choked up and couldn't help himself: "The old man tells you what a sage is, what a hero is, what is a saint of heaven and earth, he is a person who has no reason 80,000 miles away, but he is 500,000 miles away, alone, without hope, without reinforcements, he has persevered for 19 years, resisting tens of millions of alien races, hundreds of alien saints Xin Zhuo, Xin Saint!"

Nineteen years! Many of you weren't born yet!

But he faced an endless number of alien races for nineteen years of guarding!

Now he is still here, leading hundreds of millions of alien sieges and relieving the pressure of the Terrans, and we can't help him! Unable...... That's all the sages of heaven and earth......"

At this point, he wept bitterly and fainted on his back.

"Boom ......"

The three thousand Confucian scholars stood up one after another, and their faces changed drastically.

That Huang Taigai also stood up solemnly, and his face changed back and forth.

……

At this moment, the empty alleys of Cangyue City were empty, and the cry shook the sky.

That Wu Tiange took Lin Hui and the others and went straight to a tall building in the middle city.

Before they could get closer, the three people inside flashed out.

At the beginning, the great sage Ji Fengyu and Jiang Nuying, who were trapped in the empty sea, and the dry sword cave Tian Suli.

That Jiang Nuying stepped forward and grabbed Wu Tiange's arm: "What are you talking about?" ”

Wu Tiange said in a Qi voice: "...... Xin Zhuo is still there, and he has been sticking to the Southern Small Formation for 19 years! Baizu Yuan is still there! ”

Jiang Nuying was stunned, and then tears rolled down: "Uncle......"

On the side, Su Li was also choked up, the hardships and sadness of these years came to his heart, but they were not worth the point that Xin Zhuo had insisted on for nineteen years.

Ji Clan's Great Sage Ji Fengyu took a deep breath, first bowed to the south, and then said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and go to the Great Qiandi Imperial Capital, the ancestors and the three eldest princes are discussing defense, and let people inform Her Majesty the Empress who is cultivating in the abyss!" ”

(End of chapter)