A man who was not very tall sat alone in the king's chair. Ten thousand years, or billions of years? He still looks so majestic and straight, with a straight back. Raise your head high, look out, look into the distance, penetrate the shackles of time, pass through the barriers of space.

Even after countless years of death, he still does.

What is this?

No, this is an unyielding will, not succumbing to death, not succumbing to reincarnation, not succumbing to the arrangement of fate!

From life to death, his back is still so straight, he has never bent over fate, and he has never bent his knees to death.

Terran, this is the backbone that should really be!

Even if it is death, you must die uprightly, and you are not willing to bow your noble head.

Who is he?

Yan!

Ancestor!

In the face of the slaughter of the Hu people, he still endured the humiliation until he had enough strength. Three years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was the emperor, he did not enjoy the glory in peace, he did not sit in the wealth, he just issued a decree to kill Hu. After the most Lu died on the battlefield, he told the Hu people that the descendants of Yan and Huang still have a backbone! The descendants of Yan and Huang will never be killed!

Eight years, an invasion war, eight years long. One after another, the countrymen abandoned their pens and followed Rong, and one after another, the big warlords who had only known how to fight for power and profit in the past clamored for not to drive the invaders out of Lu, and would rather die than return to their homeland. There is no strong strength, no great equipment, there is, only the backbone that still stands proudly in the world, still standing tall in this world, they are unwilling to bow their heads, why? For the sake of this nation, for the sake of future generations!

Many things flashed through Wu Ming's mind, and he had seen them with his own eyes. Or the biographies of heroes that you read in books. At this moment, Wu Ming suddenly understood that perhaps the Huaxia clan was vying for power and profit, and the civil war continued. But this clan has always had its own backbone! Swear to death, and do not want to lower its noble head! Even if they know that they will die, they still rush forward without hesitation! Although the strength is small, they will not let others!

As a descendant of Yan Huang, this will will never be wiped out from the bloodline!

"Boom" Bursts of flames erupted around Wu Ming's body, and his body lying on the ground moved. Hold your hands up with all your might. One foot stepped up, and the other stepped on the ground, and the whole person slowly stood up.

The martial artist who was lying on the ground or trying to resist this suction force was suddenly shocked and looked at Wu Ming in disbelief.

What is he going to do? Going to die???

Is he going to fight that demon???

Impossible. That's an existence on the same level as the immortals. How can mortals beat it? There are so many of us plus a lot of treasures. It's still not his opponent!But what if you don't go?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of everyone's mouth. It's not that I don't understand, even if the dragon vein is gone. The aura is gone, but alive, there is still hope after all.

A glimmer of light flashed in Huang Zuming's eyes, but he didn't pay much attention after all, and closed his eyes and crossed his knees to heal his wounds.

Even if you have to fight, there is no chance of success in this state, it is better to heal first, and when the time comes, it is not without a chance. But this kid, it's good, it's good!

There are many people who think the same way, but many more people think that if they can live, forget it. After this battle, they have despaired. This devil is really too powerful for anyone to resist.

Yes, it's too strong for anyone to resist!

But if you lose even the will to resist, then you really can't resist.

Wu knew that his strength was small, and he couldn't compare to the purple-eyed corpse king. But even if it is death, what can it be? What can it be when it dies? If there is no will, is it better to live than to die?

Maybe many people are willing, but Wu Ming is unwilling. After more than 20 years on the earth, there has been blood and perseverance, but after all, it has been worn out by time, like walking corpses, doing similar things every day. Now, in this world, he wants to be free, but he can't always be happy, and he bears a lot, so people have become mature, they no longer think about those dreams, and their backs are unnaturally bent, and the dreams of the past have gradually been buried with Shi Jingxuan's death.

Many, many, many of them are beginning to turn into the clouds of the past. Some are just a kid who gradually habitually obeys the arrangement of fate, maybe he still thinks about resurrecting Shi Jingxuan, maybe he thinks about it, but those things seem to be far, far away, so far that he can't see clearly.

Suddenly, Wu Ming found that it was his will that had been worn out. Cultivation has also become the same as going to work before, and every time you improve a realm, it is like when you pay your salary every month.

They may want to back down now, and they want to slow down. Wu Ming couldn't say that they were bad, that they were afraid. But this will is also worn out in this case. Even if he can't fight, what can he do? Even if he dies, what can he do? At this moment, he doesn't want to retreat! He wants to be like Emperor Yan, like those thousands of people, straighten his spine and let his will not retreat!

There is no sadness, no vicissitudes, no chance of winning. Yes, there is only one will, the inheritance and the things in the bloodline, I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. His strength is very small, not because he can't do it, nor because he wants to provoke the purple-eyed corpse king, but because there are always things that need to be done, and the will of the human race needs to wake up, not wait!

"Our human race, passed down from ancient times, has survived hundreds of millions of years, and it is still tenacious to survive in this world. The powerful innate race has become a legend, the primeval race has become a relic, and only our human race is still there. At that time, the Terran did not rely on the sky or the earth, but on itself, and on the unyielding will of the Terrans! Powerful, not strength, what was really powerful of the Terran was the will, the will that even God could not extinguish!" Wu Ming said softly, spitting out word by word, like a bell and drum ringing in everyone's hearts.

"Even if I die, what can I do? What can I do? My will will never give in!"

Wu Ming roared and looked up at the purple-eyed corpse king in the sky.

Suddenly, the flames burning all over his body suddenly rose, and heaven and earth could not restrain his existence. The flames were hundreds of feet high, forming a huge fire man. There was an incredible will in it, but the moment it appeared, there seemed to be a kind of sadness in everyone's hearts.

Not only the Nine Heavens City, but the entire World Realm, the entire world, all the human races looked blankly in the direction of the Nine Heavens City. There, there seemed to be something that touched their hearts and blood, making their blood boil, and they couldn't help but stand up.

"Terran, Terran!" the flame giant looked at the people below him in confusion, walked through the space, and looked at the ignorant people in the whole world.

A trace of shock flashed in the purple-eyed corpse king's eyes, and he involuntarily stopped devouring.

At this moment, no one paid attention to his existence anymore, and no one heard him say two words to himself: "Emperor Yan!"

Also at this moment, Ao Tian looked blankly at Wu Mingzhihai, a phantom that appeared between the flames: "Emperor Yan, even if you have been dead for so many years, your will still exists! However, he can inherit your will, very good, very good."

"The will of the human race will never be extinguished!"

The flame giant roared angrily, and when he raised his hand, he threw a punch.

The purple-eyed corpse king hurriedly defended, his speed couldn't keep up with this flame giant, and he could only punch him. And if anyone notices, they can see that there is a special fear in his purple eyes.

"Boom" The Flame Giant's body shook, while the Purple-Eyed Corpse King stumbled in mid-air and almost fell, but obviously the problem was not very big.

"Emperor Yan, Emperor Yan, you are dead, you are dead, there is only one will left, just one will exists, just by virtue of this, you also want to defeat me? Ha Lu Ha Ha

Yan!

How could it be Emperor Yan?

At this moment, both martial artists and ordinary people looked at this flame giant with shocked eyes.

"You're wrong, even if I'm just a will, but this will has been passed down. Now, there are people who have understood. In the future, there will be thousands of thousands of human races who will comprehend it! Our human race will be able to stand tall in this world not by strength, but by will!"

The Flame Giant threw another punch.

The purple-eyed corpse king was not afraid at this time, and resisted head-on, "Hmph, what's the use of talking so much? Now that your will has appeared, how many tricks can you make? Without your human race, will you survive by one will? Hey, just rely on this little doll? When your will dissipates, it will be his death!"

This time, the Purple-Eyed Corpse King was not as good as before. A powerful punch knocked him away, and the flames even burned to his body, and the stench of burning continued to emanate from his body.

The powerful force razed the entire Nine Heavens City to the ground. But the people on the ground appeared in the distance unharmed.

The Flame Giant was not talking, the Purple-Eyed Corpse King was right, this was not wrong at all. Today's Terran is no longer the Terran of the past, and it is difficult for the Terran to reach the top again if it has lost its will.

Fortunately, there is still this teenager!

That's right!

Emperor Yan was relieved that as long as the will remained, the human race would never perish!

So, I'm relieved!

The Flame Giant was still like that, but there was a feeling of emptiness in everyone's hearts. It seems that something has been lost, something most precious, like the death of a loved one.

Emperor Yan's will finally dispersed!

"Roar!"

The Flame Giant did not retreat, but rushed forward. The person in control at this moment is Wu Ming.

At the moment when Emperor Yan's will dissipated, he gently closed his eyes, and a tear flowed down, and was instantly evaporated by the flames. At this moment, Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and controlled the flame giant to stride over.

Emperor Yan's will to stay between heaven and earth is gone, but the will of the human race will never be extinguished! (To be continued......