Li Shuishan vomited blood and retreated after punching him, and the clothes of the dead souls on his body were broken, "I don't know what life is and what is death, but I know that under the Heavenly Dao, only fighting is life, and only seeking your own survival is life, and your aggression is a shameful act." Because you can survive yourself, under the way of heaven, no one can live. ”

Another punch landed in the air.

"No, you don't. All this is true, the founder of the mountain, I watched the first person who opened the mountain with a sword and killed tens of thousands of monks of the barbarian tribe, but the monks here are much weaker, too weak, I used to think that everything was just a scam, but later I found out that all this is a conflict of interests. You can win, but we can't lose. We must kill you Terrans in order to survive completely. ”

"Under the way of heaven, only one race can survive, if you don't believe it, you can ask the heavens, you can ask everything, I don't believe that all monks can only suffer in front of the monks, but you know what. All this is just a war of monks, but a game between the Heavenly Dao and the Heavenly Dao. ”

"You are a pawn on a chessboard and can never live. That chess player won't let you live easily, do you know where your life is? Do you know where you're going to die? Haha, you don't know, because you've lost your consciousness, you don't know where you're alive, do you know where you're still living?"

Li Shuishan smashed out with a punch, and the cultivation of his whole body exploded by more than half. This punch carried a supreme momentum, and the moment it erupted, there was a wail, and the barbarian monks and the human monks in the distance scattered one after another, the bones were incomplete, and the rain in the sky was even bigger, not only the pain of the monks, but also some monks who did not know their names were constantly circling, as if telling Li Shuishan that this battle could not be lost.

This battle really can't be lost.

This battle really can't be lost, the inheritance of the human race can't be broken, everything owned by the human race is like a small flame burning in the air, the mountains and seas in the distance are a little messy shadows, and none of them are alive in the strangulation of the war machine, and none of them are not disturbed by the rain.

"Oh my God, that's what you want?"

The barbarian powerhouses in the distance kept attacking, and several people besieged Li Shuishan.

The strong men of the alliance land made a move, and they rushed here, just for this battle, the sword qi was flying, the sword was dancing in the air, countless luan phoenixes spread their wings and flew high, and the rain was constantly breaking in the sea breeze.

"When is there going to be a rain in life, and what is the meaning of this rain, there are shadows in countless years that they are dead and will not wake up again, in the mountains and seas in the distance, there are death horns and then blowing, blowing the traces of the years, blowing is from the years of curling, do you understand?"

Li Shuishan watched the arrival of the barbarian powerhouse, roaring punch after punch, his hair was all soaked, the sweat on his body slipped drop by drop, and the rain was mixed with blood, although there were many Terran powerhouses who had already made a move. But that loneliness has been lingering in my heart, why? Why spend my life like this? But in this life, am I only for myself, or for the sake of the human race?

The smoke and rain in the sky kept emerging, a figure turned around beside her, countless years moved in the cage of time, he seemed to see his own memories,

Blowing narcissus flew from afar, holding a peach blossom petal in his hand, as if telling Li Shuishan, it turns out that everything you want is this answer, and the answer to all this has become a trace of time.

"Look at the sky. ”

He was then killed by a punch.

"No,"

Li Shuishan watched him die, looking at the sky, what kind of sky he was looking at, he couldn't see the original face of the sky

Hue.

The rain in the sky fell, and at this time, a huge fist smashed into Li Shuishan's face, "You should die." ”

Li Shuishan got up, there was only one belief in his mind, why should I die?

One more punch.

Li Shuishan slapped his eyebrows, and a vertical slit appeared.

A breath came out from the vertical crack, shooting into the distance, and in this blue light, a sharp sword aura rushed towards a barbarian monk who was close to him.

The moment it touched, the head was shot off in an instant, leaving a headless body with a broken body, and then collapsed with a bang.

With the fairy sword in Li Shuishan's hand, "Since I am thinking, I will not keep it." ”

With a slash, a fire spread across the entire sky, rushing into the distance, and the rain in the sky was swept away under this sword, falling on the approaching barbarian monks, and with a bang, many figures retreated one after another, and some barbarian monks with low cultivation were directly cut down and killed, without stopping at all.

Naturally, the strong man of the barbarian clan would not stand idly by, and he also made a move against Li Shuishan, and this shot swept with murderous aura. The shadow in the mountain exploded in an instant, pushing forward one after another, Li Shuishan raised his hand and pressed it, the killing aura on his body condensed in an instant, and he buckled it in the distance, this killing was an irresistible force, the barbarian monks in the distance flocked to more, and the awareness of the human race and the barbarian monks was still great, but the human race had the determination to win, even if there were many enemies, they were not afraid. But he slapped the monk in the distance, and plunged into the air with a very dangerous aura, and the rain in the distance fell again, and this day was a ghost again.

Li Shuishan thought back to the sentence of looking at the sky, what to see when looking at the sky, and the things that were out of tune kept echoing in his memories again and again.

Kill.

The blood in the sky fell on Li Shuishan's body, and the killing aura he pushed was constantly expanding with the last hope of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, and at this time, a trembling big sword flew out from the ruins of the mountains and seas, and there was a clear texture on this sword.

The moment this sword appeared, many barbarian monks were shocked when they saw it: "This is ....."

The sword qi was Ling Ran, followed by countless flying swords, rushing towards the barbarian army, killing thousands, tens of thousands of lives.

"What a Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. ”

The barbarian powerhouse raised his hand and grabbed it, not afraid of the sword qi of Wanjian Mountain at all, this grasp was full of hatred, as if this sword brought him endless pain.

"I think back then, it was you who promoted the development of the formation in the mountains and seas, and the sword qi of the first person who opened the mountain had your killing aura in it, and now I will detain you and use your sword qi to kill the Terran monks, so that you know the pain of killing your own people,"

At this time, Li Shuishan picked up the fairy sword and slashed at it, with a miserable wail, its arm was cut off, leaving a tragic figure to fall, Li Shuishan dragged the sword with one hand and threw it into the distance, at this time, the sword held by countless dead monks flew into the air, and was attracted by this sword to go straight into the distance with the murderous aura of cultivation, this kill is countless wails, and those barbarian monks are scattered no matter what they cultivate.

Among the shadows lying on the ground, there seemed to be a huddled shadow, but they were instantly dragged away by an inexplicable force.

"God. ”

"Look at the sky,"

This voice has been echoing in Li Shuishan's ears, what I want to see is the sky, what is in the sky? Countless monks looked at the majestic rain, there was blood in the rain, their human race blood was not washed away, they were not reconciled, and they would not retreat.

kill

In this battle, the bodies of the human race fell one by one, and the dead and wounded were wounded.

The last remaining old decay knelt on the top of the mountain

They prayed, "How much have our monks paid for this battle! God, this is all you want, why do you want to do this to our human race? We are not reconciled, we will never be reconciled." Barbarian monks, your wolf ambitions have succeeded, why don't you retreat? ”

"Rest in peace, rest in peace!"

Li Shuishan did not retreat at all against several barbarian powerhouses, and spit out blood in one mouthful.

At this time, figures were constantly shuttling, and the voices echoed in the sky.

Most of the casualties of the human race and the barbarians in this war,

"Woooooooooo

The trumpet of the barbarians sounded, and all the monks of their barbarian tribe were not allowed to come back, and the figure of the strong man also fell over there.

The middle-aged man of the alliance, he still closed his eyes tightly, although someone next to him was telling him that he could make a move.

He still shook his head, not knowing why.

"The Terran monks have already died in battle, why can't they?" the man who asked him wept bitterly.

"Why?"

The middle-aged man said lightly: "The meaning of our existence is not for the war between the human race and the barbarians, but for an uncertain answer." The truth of this answer is behind the way of heaven, I think this is a dream, and I think the final victor is behind this dream. ”

"Why?"

Li Shuishan knelt on the ground, the barbarian monks in front of him fell to the ground one by one, and the last supreme man looked at Li Shuishan who was kneeling on the ground.

"The founder of the mountain, you have done your best, you can die. ”

But later, he spat out an axe from his mouth, which was the axe of the mountain.

A split.

This split, with a supreme murderous aura, impacted the luck of the sky, and slashed at the strong men of the barbarians.

Click, death, another death.

But in the end it stopped at the hands of a barbarian powerhouse.

"The perception of the barbarians and the human race is still too great, and you have already lost. If you refuse to retreat, I will level all the mountains and let the last big state of your human race fall. ”

Li Shuishan stood up slowly, the aura on his body was constantly expanding, as if he was seeking an answer. The result of this answer is that in the distance, where and why do their souls survive?

Little by little, the blood rain in the sky was dripping.

"Look at the sky. ”

The barbarian monk looked at Li Shuishan and let out a sigh.

"Is this just a joke?"

Li Shuishan laughed miserably.

The barbarian powerhouse did not retreat a step, Li Shuishan stood up with his sword, "I want you to retreat." ”

"Retreat!"

Kill him.

All the barbarian monks took action, stood in the air and watched as the monks raised their hands and smashed down on them.

A sigh was heard in the distance.

A deep aura came out, sweeping towards most of the monks, and then it was closed, and only five or six barbarian monks remained.

Dead, all dead,

It was a terrible voice from the Coalition Territory.

"Dead, really dead, is this a joke?"

A figure of vicissitudes of life crawled out and flew towards the mountains and seas, corpses along the way, from beginning to end. Why?

"Why are they all dead?"

Li Shuishan felt the breath, the axe in his hand hit the ground, and the wind in the distance blew to his cheek.

"It's all over. ”