There are heroes in the world, and heroes are mortals.

Burning the Xuanyi angrily, the soldiers of the ancient army are like a rainbow, waving the lagoon wind and thunder, conquering the world of ten thousand beasts, building a sacrificial fortress for thousands of years, and fighting the five heroes of the sky and the earth.

At this time, Sun Hao's eyes were clear, and his heart was not calm.

Sun Hao, who is full of poetry and books, has seen heroes in different historical periods and moved the world on different classics, which has also made Sun Hao enthusiastic and strangled his heart.

But none of the deeds recorded in any book can make Sun Hao realize the true meaning of a hero like he does today.

Perhaps, in the world of monks, the Jindan real person in front of him is not standing at the top.

The Jindan real person in front of him actually has no need to bear the safety of the mainland.

Even if the dragon boat sacrifice of the Long family succeeds and creates a catastrophe, there will naturally be tall people to go to the top, and the Jindan monks in front of them don't have to think about it so much at all.

However, they stood up.

Standing up fearlessly, knowing what would lie ahead, knowing what would await him, he still stood up without hesitation.

At this moment, Sun Hao's heart swelled with the feeling of facing a hero.

Perhaps, in the end, they failed to stop the black dragon, could not stop the black dragon and the Long family, fell into the sea, and became unknown waves, but at this moment, they are already heroes in Sun Hao's heart.

They let Sun Hao go.

Sun Hao knew that his best choice was to go.

With the blood of the god of Dangkang, he escaped far away.

As long as the blood of the gods is taken away, the dragon family is plotting, and the black dragon's resurrection will never be fully done, so all the efforts will be worth it.

Sun Hao also knew what the result would be once he retreated.

Yes, I took the blood of the gods with me. Everyone's efforts may indeed be rewarded, but the efforts of the monks present are indispensable.

The five Jindan will definitely fall on the spot, unless they are willing to flee far away, and several top-tier sea ships may also be buried in the sea, unable to escape the lagoon. You can't escape the barrier reef.

Look at the top sea ships and see more than 10,000 monks.

Sun Hao's heart was like pressing a mountain.

Never, Sun Hao felt that there was a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Leaving home at a young age, Sun Hao has never thought that his personal cultivation would be linked to the safety of the mainland.

For the first time, Sun Hao had a very different feeling.

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

The best education. The best realizations often come from inadvertently.

It is very likely that the monk will be able to realize the shining point from ordinary people, ordinary people, and feel the special cultivation truth.

After the five real people transmitted the voice, they had already fought desperately to kill the dragon boat.

Sun Hao didn't go as he said, his eyes were clear, and his heart was enlightened.

Frozen in mid-air. Sun Hao looked fixedly ahead, looking at the White Cloud Altar where the five real people fearlessly attacked.

On deck. The Fengyun monks were all the same as Yu Buyi, looking at Sun Hao with unblinking eyes, what the situation was, the Fengyun monks also had a judgment in their hearts.

At this time, they were not sure if Lord Agarwood would be able to withstand the black dragon's attack. They also felt that it was the best choice for Lord Agarwood to leave at this time.

It's just that at this time, Lord Agarwood obviously has no intention of leaving.

The agarwood lord standing above the mast gave them a very strange feeling at this time.

In the feeling, Lord Agarwood turned into a mountain. A majestic mountain, high and calm, making people feel that they can rely on the ground, towering over the Fengyun.

Yu Buyi's eyes flashed with expressions of surprise and relief.

In Sun Hao's dantian, he had already stood upright, and the young man who was holding a token engraved with the word "town" in his hand also raised his head and looked at the sky above the Sumeru Condensation Tower, and a slight smile appeared on Mu Ne's face.

With a wave of his wrist, the token fell back to its original position, an inexplicable look appeared on his face, and he whispered in his mouth: "Don't you give up?

Then, Qing Lao sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand, and the jade bottle containing the small chapter fell into his hand.

Looking at the jade bottle carefully, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old man, he reached out to grab the cork, thought about it, shook his head, and casually put the jade bottle on the ground.

As soon as his eyes were closed, the young man began to meditate.

The breath was long, and a faint, very weird smile appeared on the face of the young man and the old man.

Outside, Sun Hao's breathing was also deep and long, and the green shirt and black hair seemed to have frozen, and there was no flying in the air.

The entire body, Sun Hao seemed to have turned into a mountain, standing in the air, not moving at all.

Mountain.

At this moment, Sun Hao felt a sense of responsibility like a mountain.

I have a deeper understanding of my cultivation cognition.

The top of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Souls.

After killing the Wolf King, Sun Hao was a little confused.

After being confused about the skyrocketing strength of oneself, if there is less restraint and less self-control, will it become that he doesn't know himself, will he become a ruthless monk who cares about human life and kills the common people.

At that time, I got the old man who was not drunk.

Sun Hao chose to be rare and confused, if he didn't understand, he didn't want to, and let him develop.

But today, standing behind the five Jindan real people.

Sun Hao instantly understood.

With the increase of his strength, his shoulders, unconsciously, also weighed a burden.

A burden that you can choose to carry or not.

Obviously, the five real people in front of him chose to take on the burden.

It is as heavy as a mountain, but it can restrain its own behavior, let itself have something to pursue, and have a burden to pay. With a sense of responsibility, there is a guideline and a direction.

The burden is as heavy as a mountain.

A moment of great responsibility.

Sun Hao's heart swelled with a burst of enlightenment, and his Dao heart suddenly opened up.

Sun Hao, who suddenly became enlightened, felt the weight of his body.

On this boundless sea, there is a feeling of "mountain".

Mountain, the soil is high with stones, and the soil gathers into mountains.

The sea is not tired of being deep.

The mountains don't get tired of being high.

The mountain is high, towering between heaven and earth.

The mountain is so high that a mountain lets go of a mountain block.

......

In the air, the agarwood sword appeared in front of Sun Hao at some point.

Broken, irregular-looking agarwood sword, at this time. There is not the slightest light, there is not the slightest sharpness, there is not the slightest edge.

Some are just heavy.

It seems to be boundless heavy.

Some are just bulky, boundless bulky feelings.

However, the agarwood sword, which was originally very ugly and ugly, felt particularly cumbersome and simple. At this time, it didn't give people a feeling of ugliness, on the contrary, the monks who saw agarwood were like seeing a tall mountain, with a sense of admiration and trust.

Sun Hao condensed in the air, and a divine light flashed in his clear eyes.

In the book of swords, the cultivation mantra of the sword is like a mountain, at this time. Naturally, Sun Hao's heart sprung up: "The way of the sword, the desire is light first, the desire is clumsy, the extreme of fast, it is heavy, the extreme of heaviness, and its weight is like a mountain." A sword crosses the air, immobile as a mountain. A sword is coming, and its momentum is like a mountain. The sword of my generation is like a mountain. A sword comes out, and the mountain collapses and the mountain breaks the mountain......"

Sun Hao's cultivation sword is like a mountain, and decades have passed in a flash.

Along the way, Jian Rushan has become one of Sun Hao's killer features.

A sword comes out, and the sword collapses into the mountain.

He has made a lot of achievements for Sun Hao.

However, what puzzled Sun Hao was. Even if Sun Hao was able to send out the sword collapse mountain, but, so far, Sun Hao still couldn't turn the fourth page of the sword book.

In other words, Sun Hao's performance failed to achieve a sword like a mountain.

Past. Sun Hao never understood why this was so.

But today, Sun Hao suddenly understood.

Sun Hao understood.

In the past, his sword was like a mountain, but the speed made the sword weigh like a mountain.

But in the core and in essence, he did not produce what Jian Rushan said: "like a mountain momentum".

If you put "the way of the sword, the desire is light first, the desire is clumsy, and the extreme of speed is the heavy, the extreme of the heavy, and the weight is as heavy as a mountain." A sword is in the air, immovable like a mountain, a sword is in the world, and its momentum is like a mountain. The sword of my generation of monks is like a mountain, and when the sword comes out, the mountain collapses and the mountain is broken......" is regarded as a cultivation step that can be separated.

So before, Sun Hao had only reached the level of "the extreme of heaviness, and its weight was like a mountain".

Far from being able to:

A sword crosses the air, immobile as a mountain.

A sword is temporary, and its momentum is like a mountain.

The previous sword was like a mountain, lacking spiritual substance, lacking momentum, like a mountain instead of a mountain.

At this moment, the agarwood sword floated in the air.

The blade of the sword is restrained, but not released.

However, all the monks had already felt the momentum of the mountain on it.

The sword does not come out, and it has the momentum of a mountain.

The agarwood is in the air, as if it is frozen in the air, the sails are no longer fluttering, and the mast is slightly bent, not moving like a mountain.

Sun Hao's face was pious, and the whole person also entered a state of comprehension of the sword like a mountain.

Slowly and in a low voice, Sun Hao said in a loud voice: "The sword of my generation of monks is like a mountain, and when the sword comes out, the mountain collapses and the mountain is broken...... Agarwood, go ......"

Sun Hao's sword is like a mountain, and the time is extremely short.

But ahead, the five Jindan monks were already engaged in the battle with the Black Dragon and the Dragon Boat Formation.

Just like the first time, the power of the black dragon and the dragon ship was not at all something that the five Jindan monks could resist.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The battle was so tragic.

Many years later, on the sea, a tragic scene still haunts Sun Hao's heart.

Many years later, the sea ship monks who experienced this battle can all feel the tragic battle picture very clearly.

Zhong Lijuan's mouth spurted blood, the flesh and blood on her body were blurred, and she fainted and flew back;

Lan Guochun's trident broke off two secondary forks, leaving only the main fork and turned into a sea spear, Guanghua was not there, and Lan Guochun spurted blood from his mouth, and barely flew in the direction of Zhong Lijuan, trying to catch her before she fell into the sea;

One-eyed Kozo's left arm was broken, and his body was on fire, burning and falling into the sea;

Wan Qian was pierced through the abdomen by the golden gun, holding the golden gun in one hand, he couldn't stop the impact of the golden gun, and retreated back.

Wan Qi Zangbei was bounced high by the white clouds, like a projectile, flying into the air.

In the white clouds, the black dragon opened its mouth, and there was a thick disdain on its face.

Longba bowed his head and knelt, still having words in his mouth.

At this time, Sun Hao's violent shout came: "Agarwood, go to ......"

When the five Jindan monks heard Sun Hao's voice, they were all stunned, and the agarwood actually fought to the death?

Once the Black Dragon Dragon Pan obtains the blood of the Dangkang God and completes the transformation of the last piece of reverse scale, its strength will increase greatly, and what the Long family plans will inevitably endanger the mainland.

In the one-eyed Haosan's one-eyed eyes, there was a hint of relief and boundless regret at the same time.

Glad that agarwood is so hot-blooded!!

Like-minded people, temperamental people!!(To be continued.) )