Chapter 407: Going Home

In the sound of dying one after another, the monks who were quietly guarding showed a miserable smile, and their tears were left from their eyes, whether it was a monk who knew the Condensation Realm or a Daoist Transformation Realm powerhouse, how much sorrow and longing were contained in their tears, they saw the determination of the dead souls, why couldn't they fight for the Terran and die for the Terran!

At this time, the realization of the mountains and seas reached the extreme.

"Huh...."

This sound echoed in the land of the barbarians, and a barefoot barbarian monk stood on the ground, opened the third eye of his eyebrows, and looked at it lightly.

"I am a barbarian, and I am willing to find a way for the barbarians, and my name is vain. ”

It walked step by step, the reverberating sound resounded in the valley, and rushed to the mountains and seas array, its figure suddenly rose up, instantly becoming a thousand-zhang giant, but later it rose again and became a thousand-zhang giant, raised its fist and blasted out a huge red mark, which smashed directly on the mountains and seas array.

With a bang, a crack appeared in the Great Array of Mountains and Seas.

With another bang, the mountains and seas array shattered a small piece.

When he condensed, he stood in the broken crack, looked at the huge fist, and said hoarsely: "What is ten thousand zhang? ”

After speaking, it took a sharp breath, and the shadow in front of it suddenly expanded, one thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand, forty thousand.... Until he reached 100,000 zhang, he raised his fist and threw a punch at the void in front of him.

"Die!"

His roaring voice carried anger and dignity, and a huge cloud was shot out in the air, and the moment he dropped his fist, a large crater was smashed in the air, and the shattered void diluted the surrounding aura.

"Void!"

The barbarian powerhouse roared, and its third eye suddenly opened, looking faintly into the distance.

There were lightning fluctuations in the sky, leading the aura of the barbarian sky, with huge shadows falling, these shadows were the souls of the earth barbarian powerhouses, but they did not completely turn into nothingness, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to fight the human race, waiting for the opportunity to kill all the monks, waiting for the countless causes and effects of the heavenly way to recondense, waiting for the breath of the barbarian to reach the sky.

When it opened its third eye, the clouds in the sky had completely dispersed, opening a path, aiming at that road, there were countless black shadows on this road, and the huge fist of the eye smashed down, crushing all the souls, and the aura in the sky was constantly exploding, forming a chain of impacts.

A yellow ray of light shot out of his third eye, heading straight for the crack and rushing towards his chest.

With a bang, Hu raised his fist to suppress the light, but thus left a passage that would not disperse, there was a huge spear displayed here, a huge figure roared, this sound was wild, violent, shocking, grabbed the spear and threw it out, and at the moment of throwing it out, deep cracks appeared in the sky, heading straight for the spear in the distance, with an irresistible edge.

The moment the huge figure threw out the spear, its arm shattered suddenly, and the backlash rushed into the rear, breaking away the silence for a long time.

In a huge palace, there is a sitting figure with his eyes closed.

On another huge leaf, a drop of water was falling, and on it was a man who exuded agility with his eyes closed.

In a sky-high volcano, a man stretched out his palm, revealing an eyeless body, looking at the mountains and seas in the distance.

There is also a dull wind and sand, and a stone sculpture falls to the ground, not moving at all.

Terran.

Li Shuishan didn't open his eyes, but he felt four powerful forces.

Several powerhouses of the allied land did not move.

There are also Terran powerhouses hiding in the shadows, sighing and echoing, and they don't open their eyes.

It seems that they are all waiting, but this wait does not know how long.

But the light rain in the sky is a foreshadowing of the death of the monks, the war between the barbarians and the human race

The controversy has never stopped, but today it seems that a heavy judgment has to be made, who will die and who will live?

Even if the human race is born, it still has to face the way of heaven.

Even if it can be born as a barbarian, it doesn't have to face the Heavenly Dao?

Everything is moving.

The spear that was thrown seemed to have supreme energy, and rushed towards it with enough power to shatter the void.

With a roar, all the power was brewed in a roar, this roar with the collapse of consciousness, with the surge of aura, with the traces of countless years, roared at the void spear that came in front of him.

This roar carries supreme dignity and majesty.

This roar also shattered the void, and directly roared the cracks of the mountain and sea array out a hundred zhang wide.

With this roar, time began to turn back, and it seemed to be hateful for the arrival of the spear!

The spear trembled at this roar, but it didn't stop the speed of the impact, the shattered void collided in the middle, and with a bang, the surrounding void spread to thousands of feet, destroying not only a part of the mountain and sea array, but also a void that was difficult to fuse.

"Die. ”

The void, who had lost his third eye, fell to his knees and died.

And this force seems to have broken through the middle stage of the Terran mortal realm, approaching the strength of the late stage.

The palm of his hand was pierced, and it stabbed directly into his chest from the palm of his hand, and when he struggled, this power shattered everything it had like a shattered void, making him both hands stunned, and his consciousness was extinguished!

This force rushed into the realm of the human race, causing a heavy rain, which carried gloom and desolation, and more importantly, a faint blood in the rain, which fell on the monks sitting next to the mountains and seas, and the rain who wet their hair, slipped into their mouths, slipped under their eyelids, and wet their robes.

They couldn't even open their eyes to look at the scene in the distance, but they had already felt the restless power, and the Great Array of Mountains and Seas had broken a small piece, enough for the barbarian monks to set foot in the territory of the human race.

At this point, there was silence again, for it was also raining heavily on the barbarians' side.

There was only rain outside the mountain and sea array, and there was no other noise.

The gurgling water slid down from the mountains and seas, like the water outside the glass, hanging down one by one.

The silence is terrible!

The Terran monks gathered the first batch, tens of thousands, and they were all waiting for the barbarian figure to appear in that broken rift.

Their swords clenched tightly in their hands, and the water fell on them and cracked.

This rain is indeed very cold, and the monk is not afraid of the cold, but at this moment, he is shaking gently, is it because he is afraid?

That's right, it's the silence of this rainy day.

I don't know how long this chill will last.

Li Shuishan's ears echoed with the consciousness of mountains and seas.

"Mountains and seas belong to the human race, and they are also for the human race, unless the mountains and seas are broken, the human race cannot step out of the territory of the mountains and seas. When the Terran is alive and dead, you are the hope, but also the future, you can't move, even if the Terran dies, no matter how many people die, you can't move. Once you move, the strong men of the barbarians will attack with all their might, although we will not necessarily lose, but we are fighting not only the barbarians but also the Heavenly Dao. Heavenly Dao will not be happy with the destruction of the barbarians, let alone happy because of the cripple of the human race, what it wants to see is reincarnation, which is its main purpose. ”

"You must not make a move, the ruins of the mountains and seas still have one last hand, and you have to wait until the last moment. ”

Li Shuishan was silent and breathed slowly.

The mountains and seas were shattered, and the rain slipped down one by one.

The giants in the Great Array of Mountains and Seas fell one by one in a roar, and those dead souls couldn't move the formation, and the wails dispersed.

At this time, all the consciousness of the deep sea rushed into it and took on the task of repairing the mountains and seas.

"The great calamity of the Terrans, as you said, has arrived, and we will fight to the death, and if we do not die, send us home. ”

Go home? Where is there a home? Li Shuishan no

It would be nice to know how to make this sound, and if you could bring them back to their hometown, but where is home, where is home?

Where is your familiar figure among the broken races, the years have passed, which one else do you know in the scenery you see?

They shed tears, this is the scenery they see after countless years, there is no familiar shadow here, there is no trace of time, what else is here?

They looked at the fallen eyes, tears fell, this is the ancient consciousness that has been protecting them, and now in order to be the first to fight, so that they can avoid the devastation of war and wait for the passage of time.

But all this can't wait, it's already falling.

It won't wake up again.

All the consciousness that came out showed hatred, and the monstrous anger swirled around the aura.

Why?

Why is that?

They are screaming and asking themselves.

Why?

They saw the unhealed formation and rushed over.

The heavy rain outside the formation fell on them, they couldn't lift the clouds and mist, they couldn't see the barbarian monks over there, and the aura on their bodies was constantly agitated.

"I'm going home!"

"I'm going home!"

The sound echoes in the wilderness, and the misery and desolation are constantly transmitted.

In the white mist, they seemed to see a belonging, but then there were wild monks, who stood silently in place, roaring at them.

"Hahahaha, die. ”

They did not hesitate to choose to self-destruct.

"I'm home. I'm here to accompany you. ”

"I'm home too. ”

"Go home!"

"My home, my everything, the nightmare of my love. ”

Boom...

With the constant sound of self-detonation, the group of ancient consciousnesses struggled to self-destruct.

The rain in the sky was heavier.

"Why?

There is an ancient consciousness that is dying and asking itself.

"Why do I choose this way to go home, why is my home gone, why can't I see the traces I want, why the scenery in front of me has changed, is time really still there? where are you on the earth I love? God, where are you, why do I want everything I want to shatter. What about my dreams, my people, my ......"

"Oh my God, what the hell are you?"

Bang.

The last sound of self-detonation echoed in the sky.

The majestic combat power of the barbarian monks, without the slightest expression, in the white mist, their eyes are sharp, and they seem to have been prepared, all this is the preparation of a thousand years, it is the expectation of countless years, the monks of the barbarians, everything you desire will be displayed behind the mountains and seas, the beauty you want, the blood you want, everything you want, is yours.

Do you dare to have it?

Dare!

This voice echoed, and countless solemn voices replied: "Dare!"

At this time, all the Terran monks opened their eyes, as if they saw the barbarian iron cavalry rushing towards them.

They just want to take away everything that the Terrans have, how strong and powerful the Terrans once were, the ambitions of the barbarians have not stopped for a moment, they are just waiting for an opportunity, and now this opportunity has come.

Within their wildness, there is a hidden longing, but this longing is directed at the Terrans, and this is a huge joke.

The Terran monks stood up one after another, and their breath exploded, condensing into a rope in the air.

They will be the heroes of the Terrans.

Fight for the Terrans!

War!

All the steps of the aggressor will be cut off.

Dare to ask: who dares!