Han Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly,

"This time I repelled the enemy, but what about next time? What about next time? The enemy is stronger than us, keep fighting, wear down, and we will lose."

"Aren't we in a weak position in any war, how can there be immortals in wars, don't we all rely on sacrificing generation after generation to defend the universe and the main line?

You kid, why do you keep saying frustrating things, this is not like you, when you faced our entire Wa Palace alone, you weren't so discouraged before?"

Han Yun's mentality has indeed undergone some changes, and in the past few days, he has been deducing the war, but no matter how he calculates, the end is a loss.

He himself lost his faith.

Qinglian patted Han Yun on the shoulder and said with a smile,

"Boy, cheer up, don't be discouraged, if there is no hope, we will create hope, as long as each of us shoulders our responsibilities, fights to the death, and would rather die than give in, I believe that the Celestial Clan will not defeat us.

Even if the Celestials win, so what? We were all dead at that time, so who cares what happens after we die?

At least, we fought and we didn't regret it when we died."

Looking at Qinglian's smiling face, Han Yun smiled dumbly and said,

"Who would have thought that the sinister, cunning, cruel and ruthless palace master of Wa Palace would have such a sunny and inspirational side?"

The smile on Emperor Qinglian's face disappeared, and he said leisurely,

"Have I always had this impression in your eyes? Can I not be cruel and cruel? Do you think that those elders and disciples in the Wa Palace can be suppressed by just smiling kindly? Will you be able to make them obedient?

As the person in charge of the greatest force in the martial arts realm, I have to worry about the affairs of the entire universe, and a soft-hearted person cannot sit firmly in this position.

What do you think of your mother? Gentle? Kind? That's just an illusion, she slaughtered tens of thousands of people in one family in one go, and killed it with her own hands!"

"That's nothing, I've killed more than 100,000 people with my own hands."

Han Yun shook his head lightly.

He was telling the truth, from the beginning of the Sanchang Society, the Gongsun Family, the Guogong Mansion, to the later 100,000 troops of the Hami Kingdom, the Tang Sect, after coming to the Wuchi Realm, the dozens of strongholds of the Wa Palace, after coming to the Yuanqi Lair, that wind blade killed tens of thousands of Heavenly Clans.

Han Yun has done a lot of massacres and is also very familiar with them.

A sunny and cheerful big boy who is good at slaughtering and exterminating doors.

Qinglian obviously didn't want to have so much trouble with Han Yun in this matter, she looked at her body, and then asked,

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"Two days."

"I remember that I was very seriously injured, it is difficult to get better for a hundred years, why is it that only two days have passed, and I have recovered a little half? What's going on?"

"I've given you a pill, and in two or three days, your injuries will be completely healed." ap.

Han Yun said lightly.

Emperor Qinglian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly said,

"Do you still have that elixir?"

"I won't give it to you, I helped you so much, I didn't even say thank you, I came up and asked me for the pill, Qinglian senior, don't be too greedy."

Looking at Han Yun's cold appearance, Emperor Qinglian Martial Emperor pursed his mouth and said,

"It's hard to imagine that you, with such a hot body temperature, can say such cold words in your mouth.

Forget it, I owe you a favor this time, and I will pay you back later."

Emperor Qinglian Wu stood up and said,

"It's been a few days since I left the main vein of the Wuchi Realm, and the defense over there is empty, and it will change after a long time, so let's go back quickly."

"Okay."

Han Yun stood up and beckoned his First Corps to assemble.

After bidding farewell to the three great martial emperors of the Martial Saint Realm, Han Yun and Qinglian Martial Emperor flew away together towards the west.

Because he was worried about encountering a powerful Yuan-devouring beast on the road, and the slow speed of the army's march, Han Yun asked them to form a group

became the Dharma Body of Emperor Wa and took them on the road together.

Emperor Qinglian Wu sat on the shoulders of Han Yun's Dharma body as usual, crossed Erlang's legs, regarded Han Yun as a mount, and took her on the road.

"Xiao Han Yun, the injuries on my aunt's body are not completely healed yet, you have to protect my aunt."

Qinglian shook her feet and said to Han Yun.

"Shut up, your injuries will heal in a few days, and besides, there are no enemies here, do I need to protect you?"

Han Yun said angrily.

"Why is it not dangerous, you have forgotten, this is the nest of Yuan Qi, there are many nests of Yuan Devouring Beasts in it, and there is space turbulence or something, it is a very dangerous thing.

Be careful, go around the front, and suddenly there is a spatial turbulence!"

Qinglian Martial Emperor suddenly pointed ahead and said.

Han Yun's divine sense has been released, probing the surrounding radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and suddenly the space in front of him is distorted, and he naturally sees it.

That piece of space distortion is quite large, like a whirlpool that suddenly appeared out of thin air, just the appearance of a whirlpool, that piece of space is very disordered, distorted, and illogical.

Han Yun manipulated Emperor Wa's Dharma Body, bypassed that space, and continued to move forward.

This was not the first time Han Yun had seen a spatial distortion, he had encountered two spatial distortions when he went from the Yuan-devouring beast's lair to the main vein of the Martial Spirit Realm, and then to the main vein of the Martial Saint Realm.

After dodging this distorted spatial turbulence, Han Yun continued to fly towards the west.

Soon, they came to the middle of the main vein of the Martial Saint Realm and the main vein of the Martial Pool Realm.

Han Yun's divine sense has been outside, carefully probing.

Qinglian on the side was also very quiet, meditating with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, Han Yun's figure flying forward stopped, and at the same time, the Rose Holy Sword appeared in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Qinglian Martial Emperor opened his eyes and asked curiously.

Han Yun saw that on a mountain peak in front of him, there was a very large stone, and that big stone was unremarkable, but it suddenly twisted up, exuding a powerful aura.

"Be careful!"

Han Yun shouted, the big stone in front of him suddenly changed, and eight figures appeared, and those eight people exerted their strength at the same time, attacking in unison, condensing the power of the eight people to form a terrifying and boundless cross slash, slashing towards him.

Han Yun didn't have time to hesitate, and the holy sword in his hand immediately slashed out.

That cross slash was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Han Yun's eyes and hit the Rose Holy Sword in his hand.

Rumble!!!

Qinglian Martial Emperor immediately flew up and dodged this blow, but Han Yun couldn't dodge it, and that cross slash directly hit Emperor Wa's body, and then ......

The entire Dharma Body collapsed in an instant!

The disciples inside vomited blood and flew out, many of the disciples died on the spot, and Han Yun, who bore the brunt of the injury, was the most seriously injured and was directly bombarded to the mountain peak below.

"Han Yun!"

Qinglian Martial Emperor screamed, and immediately dodged over, pulling Han Yun out of the mountain.