The sudden divine soldiers descended from the sky beyond Zheng Fei's expectations.

It also exceeded the expectations of those immortal cultivators who united and wanted to capture the spiritual veins of the Xia Dynasty.

When such a large number and experienced new force suddenly joined the battlefield, the Xia Dynasty monks were originally in danger and could collapse at any time.

And the person who led this group of people had already come to Zheng Fei's side with the help of the strength of his companions.

"Mo Feng?"

Zheng Fei muttered the name, slightly dazed.

If it was a Mo master of the Xia Dynasty who could cultivate to the grandmaster, it was impossible for him not to know.

But since this is the first time I have heard of it, it means that the person in front of him is not from the Xia Dynasty.

Of course, even so, the word ink is enough to make people feel at ease.

Over time, the name of the Ink Artist seems to have been coated with a layer of light.

Although it is a truly noble person, not a certain title, a certain codename, a certain profession.

But when a group of people with lofty ideals who threw their heads and shed their blood joined the same organization and were willing to fight for it all their lives, that title seemed to become different.

At least for the Xia Dynasty, the word ink is a reliable proof.

"You are. The group of inkers who left with the fowl in the first place? ”

Zheng Fei asked subconsciously, and then reacted.

No way.

Zheng Fei in front of him looked about the same age as him.

And more than 100 years have passed since Yu Lisheng left the Xia Dynasty.

Originally, the Xia Dynasty's group of ink scholars who traveled far away are probably all ancient, how can they be so young?

"It's not."

Sure enough, Mo Feng shook his head very simply, and then said, "I am the ink master of the Great Prayer. ”

"Daqi?"

Zheng Fei looked more and more stunned.

Is there still a great prayer today?

I'm afraid it's hard to say.

The real royal family of Daqi was slaughtered a few years ago.

The land that belonged to Daqi was also torn apart and torn apart.

In fact, not only Daqi, but also the countries around the Xia Dynasty, those well-known Dayue, Dayong, and even Daqing, who had a fierce feud with Dayue, the predecessor of the Xia Dynasty, were all in a similar situation.

Under the drastic changes in heaven and earth, it is an out-and-out catastrophe for the common people.

It is very rare to be able to survive without interrupting one's own kingdom.

And a country like the Xia Dynasty, which not only survived, but even chased new things, I'm afraid this is the only one in the whole world.

If you really want to compete for heritage and ability, among the ordinary dynasties, the Xia Dynasty can also be called the king of the world.

The coming of all nations to the dynasty is not just talking, the influence of the Xia Dynasty is extremely powerful, and even Zheng Fei never thought that one day, the Xia Dynasty would need the support of other countries.

No, to be precise, not the support of other countries, but the support of others.

Although the people who came here can still name their kingdom, their kingdom is afraid that it has quietly perished and will not be left in the world.

"The Xia Dynasty is too strong."

Regarding Zheng Fei's incomprehension, Mo Feng said bluntly and unceremoniously: "Strong enough to stand firm without the help of others." So I'm afraid I don't pay much attention to this kind of thing.

If you go out and take a look, you'll know what kind of world it is. I'm afraid it's not necessarily much better than when it's a big moon. And this time, the people who came out were no longer even wolf ambitions like the Huang Dynasty and the White Lotus Sect Master.

They only want good things, but they don't want to dominate the world. Because there are immortal cultivators who are stronger than them at any time, the most basic order is gradually disappearing when there is no one to support the girders for a long time. ”

Troubled times, troubled times.

Speaking of heroes, the world is a chessboard, and you sing and I appear, which is naturally full of pride and makes people yearn for it. I can't wait to devote myself to it and become another bright pillar of light that imprints the world.

But just lean over, lean over and look at the man struggling in the mud of the field, and you can understand what it is.

Beneath the brocade of flowers, there are countless fires cooking oil.

And now, there is no Mozi anymore.

"Many Grandmasters can't do anything about it. The grandmaster who originally belonged to the pinnacle of the earthly world, after the arrival of the immortal cultivator, was no longer able to control the situation. Under the collapse of the country and the looting of immortal cultivators, many grandmasters are already 'homeless'.

No one cared about them, and no kingdom worshipped them anymore. In the new era, there is no place for a grandmaster. ”

Mo Feng is full of blood and blood, and he is also a grandmaster, but his voice is extremely calm, and he is not affected too much by his personal emotions.

Since Brother Liu and Wei Chuanming died in front of him, Mo Feng has grown a lot.

In this world, it is possible to do things with hard work, such as the ten meanings of the Mo family.

In this world, there are also things that cannot be done even with effort, such as defeating the strong with the weak.

The so-called defeat of the strong with the weak is only, and can only defeat the loser in a stronger place.

On the day Wei Chuanming died, Mo Feng thought about everything very clearly.

After the death of Emperor Qizhi, the Xia Dynasty was attacked by immortal cultivators for the first time, and the day he snatched the spiritual vein, Mo Feng reacted.

The reaction was far faster than that of the Xia Dynasty.

Because he has truly seen the most evil immortal cultivators.

I deeply understand that sometimes, there is no room for compromise.

The same goes for paying with lives.

Therefore, he left the Xia Dynasty, and in the name of the Mo, in the name of the Xia Dynasty, and in the name of revenge, he found many other grandmasters who were on the verge of collapse or even had collapsed, and no one cared about.

United.

Unite!

Only when everyone unites together can there be a slight possibility of holding a place during the time when immortal cultivators are wreaking havoc on the world.

Each fights for itself, like duckweed, and it is difficult to make waves.

Even if it is as strong as the Xia Dynasty, it is difficult to support it alone.

It took two years, and under the non-stop running all the way, he found hundreds of grandmasters who were willing to come to the Xia Dynasty.

In order to avoid fighting separately, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and the Xia Dynasty would not be shattered at the slightest touch, and he could still resist one or two.

When he heard the news that the Xia Dynasty was about to be overwhelmed, Mo Feng did not hesitate at all and rushed to the Xia Dynasty with these people.

"The strength of one person is short, but the strength of many is long. When the Xia Dynasty was just strong, the fowl traveled around the world with the Mo, and in the name of the Mo family and the Xia Dynasty, he helped many people. ”

Mo Feng said: "After that, Xunzi took Confucian scholars around the world to preach for the world. People in many countries, even if they have never been to the Xia Dynasty, still have deep feelings for the Xia Dynasty.

Previously, the Xia Dynasty had some spare strength, so it benefited the world. Now that the Xia Dynasty is in trouble, there are always people in the world who are willing to help the Xia Dynasty. ”

Zheng Fei took a deep, deep breath.

He was speechless.

What to say?

In the Xia Dynasty was about to fail.

At the moment when the Xia Dynasty was about to be irresistible.

So many people who had never expected it suddenly came to the Xia Dynasty and forgot about their lives and deaths.

This is something that was completely unexpected.

As Mo Feng said, the Xia Dynasty was so strong that he never even thought of asking for help from the outside world, which was far inferior to the Xia Dynasty.

Not only him, but even anyone in the Xia Dynasty didn't think about this thing.

It was only at this time that Zheng Fei suddenly understood what it meant to leave the Xia Dynasty with the ink man.

Even later, Xunzi was obviously able to let Confucianism dominate the Xia Dynasty, but he was still in the most prosperous period of Confucianism, and what did it mean to leave with many Confucian students.

For the Xia Dynasty, this is certainly not necessarily a blessing.

Even at that time, many people in the Xia Dynasty were dissatisfied, angry, and even sad because of this.

But for the outside world, for those places that have not been illuminated by the brilliance of Mohism and Confucianism, their appearance and arrival are like a dazzling light, like the sun.

No amount of touching words can hardly describe his mood at this moment.

Presumably, for many years, many years, more than a hundred years ago, when the Mo family appeared in other countries, it was the same, right?

The legacy of the predecessors is still shining on the Xia Dynasty after all.

And the brilliance of the Xia Dynasty also affects the world.

Fallen leaves still need to be returned to their roots.

The Xia Dynasty, which grew into a towering tree, sometimes needed the feedback of fallen leaves.

"You take a rest first, and the rest of the battle will be left to us."

Mo Feng gently patted Zheng Fei's shoulder, as if brushing away the burden that was difficult to unload from his body.

Then he turned around, his blood was like a dragon, and he joined the battle without the slightest hesitation.

The tide was reversed when they came!

Hundreds of Grandmasters!

This is a force that has never been condensed in a kingdom.

Perhaps only in a far, far away place, in that Buzhou Mountain Range, there were so many grandmasters gathered for a short time.

But they are also fighting for their own interests.

But at this moment, but at this moment.

These people have forsaken their lives and deaths, and have left behind individuals.

Most of them are already drooping and old, and although their faces do not look old, the green silk has long turned into gray hair, and their lives are in their twilight years.

In the twilight of life, the fairy road is born.

The grandmaster who was once at the pinnacle of mortal dust was eclipsed.

It's a sadness.

But there are always people who refuse to end in such a way.

Hatred or unwillingness.

When the Grandmaster waved his arms again, the dragon-like qi and blood bloomed, the power that belonged to the Grandmaster could still protect the heavens and the earth!

With the addition of this new force, the group of immortal cultivators who were also united with each other were already retreating.

Unlike this group of grandmasters who are not afraid of death, immortal cultivators always spare their lives.

What is the purpose of seizing the spiritual vein?

It's not for the sake of cultivation yet!

If everyone is going to die, what else do they need to do?

It's useless for you to bring the heavenly medicine!

In terms of this true will to fight, immortal cultivators were actually far inferior to theirs.

Perhaps this is also the reason why the Xia Dynasty was able to resist them alone for more than two years.

Immortal cultivators fight on their own, and they must be more than one cut in strength or number before people feel difficult to resist.

"Damn, who are you?"

The immortal cultivators who were caught in a bitter battle had already fallen more than ten times as they spoke.

Some practitioners asked questions in puzzled voices.

After more than two years of fighting, they certainly knew a lot more about the Xia Dynasty.

At least what is certain is that the Xia Dynasty will definitely not be able to take out so many people, even if it is only a grandmaster.

"I am Grandmaster Wei Ting! You are so powerful and domineering in Dayong, have you ever thought about today? ”

The Dayong Sect Master who spoke, his qi and blood had already decayed, his silver hair was dancing in the wind, and even his face was a little old.

He is a man whose time is near.

His own qi and blood are far less vigorous than when he was younger, but it doesn't matter, his will to fight is even more vigorous because of this, and when his blood is ignited and everything is burned with himself, the name of the Grandmaster will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of these people.

"I am the Great Qing Sect Master Cai Ying, you are waiting to kill my monarch and destroy my bloodline, have you ever thought that there is today? Now blood for blood, tooth for tooth! ”

One Grandmaster after another spoke.

There is a great enmity in them.

Immortal cultivators are rampant and don't take the mundane into account at all.

Just like Si Mingguan of the Ten Thousand Law Alliance, he went straight to the palace of the Xia Dynasty, which was completely a lofty posture.

The difference is only that the Xia Dynasty can cope with it at that time.

But other countries are far from being able to deal with it.

This humiliation and helplessness could only be borne alone.

The so-called Protector Grandmaster can only watch and be powerless.

Until Mo Feng united the protector grandmasters of various countries.

Give them a chance to take revenge.

Whether you are grateful to the Xia Dynasty, want to defect to the Xia Dynasty, or simply want to slaughter a few cultivators, it is difficult for one person to do it after all.

Only by helping each other and uniting with each other can we truly overcome this difficulty.

When the time comes, the Grandmaster can also show his fangs and cut down!

One after another, the grandmasters who were on the verge of the limit took the initiative to burn their flesh and blood, gathered their lifelong cultivation into their fists, and launched a roar belonging to the grandmaster towards this group of invading immortal cultivators.

Blood is blooming all the time.

It's just that the situation has been reversed.

When more than half of the battle losses were lost, this group of immortal cultivators who had briefly fused together because of their interests could no longer support it and wanted to escape.

However, no one will let them go.

"I am a side branch of the Xu family, if you dare to kill me, it will inevitably cause a catastrophe, and destroying the country is just idle!"

When he was about to die, even immortal cultivators were no different from mortal people.

Those who beg for mercy and threaten are unknown.

The only answer to them was a cold fist.

This battle, which has been suppressed for a long time, has finally ushered in a real turning point.

When the last immortal cultivator who invaded this place fell, the battle finally came to an end.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

Those low-grade spiritual veins that had been seized by the Xia Dynasty, they all had to take them back inch by inch!

The grandmaster guards the world, and with the way of the world today, it is very difficult.

can only protect one place, and the grandmaster can work together, and he can still do it!

In the 162nd year of the Xia Dynasty, when the autumn leaves were scattered and returned to the earth, the cold wind of autumn blew.

The place where the spiritual veins of the Xia Dynasty, which had already fallen to most of them, had been fully recovered.

All the immortal cultivators who did not listen to the advice and invaded the Xia Dynasty were all killed!

Thanks to such a resolute and resolute approach, the Xia Dynasty finally had a breathing room in the continuous bloody battle.

The new Xia Emperor also met with Mo Feng very warmly, and even the group of grandmasters from various countries who were now homeless.

The situation is very good.

It's just that in the calm, the uproar has also been set off.

After all, the mortal slaughtering of immortals could not be concealed.

This made many immortal cultivators dare not plot the Xia Dynasty's spiritual vein.

But it also made the Xia Dynasty attract more attention.

Under the general environment of the whole mortal dust bowing down and giving what is needed.

The splash set off by the rebellion of the Xia Dynasty will inevitably attract attention.

When you fall to your knees, the only one who stands up will also bear a greater price.

In the 162nd year of the Xia Dynasty, the cold wind of winter blew between the heavens and the earth, and the snowflakes with goose feathers fluttered down one after another.

The year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, after suffering, should have been a good year.

But on this day, a figure came by stepping on the snow.

The extremely strong spiritual pressure, the megatron heaven and earth, went straight to the Xia Dynasty imperial court.

The mighty sound spread to a hundred miles, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

"Xia Chao is so daring, he dares to destroy my Xu family!"

A Jindan powerhouse, his eyes are like frost, he does not hide himself, when the Jindan-level breath is released, ordinary people are like rabbits trembling under the bloody mouth of the tiger wolf, and it is difficult to even struggle for a point.

Even for a grandmaster, in the face of this kind of spiritual pressure, it is even more difficult to move his hands and feet.

This is a real, unattainable power of the world.

Jin Dan is strong, and he is angry!

(End of chapter)