This moment.
These boys and girls are no longer childish.
They have become real members of the God-Slaying Army, real warriors recognized by Lin Fan.
Warriors who dare to die for Daxia!
Only this kind of warrior can protect Daxia with him!
"Remember your choice." Lin Fan said in a deep voice, "Remember, you are not even afraid of death, so what are the gods who want to make me kneel down?"
"From now on, you only need to remember one sentence."
"Fight and die for Daxia!"
Everyone shouted loudly: "Fight and die for Daxia!"
The will to fight burns.
Lin Fan looked at every face in front of him and remembered them in his heart.
He knew that it might not be long before he saw these faces disappear one by one.
But he will not forget these faces, just as he will not forget the bloody scenes in his memory.
Many people think that the strongest barrier in Daxia is the Great Steel Wall that is under construction.
But Lin Fan knew.
The strongest barrier in Daxia is not the Great Wall of Steel.
These people in front of you, as well as those who have the same burning flames as them, are the real Great Xia Barrier!
This barrier is invisible, but it is harder and more indestructible than the Great Steel Wall!
As long as these people are still there, as long as one person is alive, even gods will not be able to step into Daxia!
And this is the meaning of Lin Fan only bringing the God-killing Army into this place this time.
They experienced battles, experienced death, and witnessed the deaths of their comrades.
They know that they will die at any time, and they also know why they die.
Growth has always been accompanied by pain.
The birth of a sharp knife requires death.
"Remember how you feel now." Lin Fan slowly bent down, bowed ninety degrees towards these young faces and said, "I am honored that I can become your comrades and fight side by side with you."
"You are now the real members of the God-Slaying Army."
"I will fight and die for Daxia together with you!"
The boys and girls also bowed to Lin Fan: "Fight and die for Daxia!"
This sentence will be the slogan of the God-Slaying Army from now on.
Not inspiring, even a little cruel.
But it is very simple and direct, directly indicating the significance of the establishment of the God-Slaying Army, and always letting the God-Slaying Army remember their mission.
These words will allow the God-killing Army to face gods and death, and still have the courage to draw their swords.
It will also turn the God-killing Army into a sharp knife.
"Give them a good burial." A young man suddenly said.
The compassionate master whispered: "Amitabha, the young monk is willing to chant sutras for the salvation of the three benefactors."
Lin Fan shook his head: "There's no rush."
Lin Fan's voice suddenly turned cold: "Next, some of us may die."
Lin Fan turned around and looked.
In the darkness ahead, deeper into the cave.
"Roar!!!"
The heavy breathing suddenly stopped and a huge roar came out!
The dull footsteps were like thunder, and the entire Tianshan Mountains were trembling at this moment!
"All members of the God-killing Army, prepare to fight!"
Lin Fan stood at the front with his sword in hand. The Qinglong Yanyue sword was shining brightly.
Just a moment.
The footsteps were approaching from far away, as if a giant beast was roaring.
The moment the members of the God-Slaying Army formed their battle formations.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by angry roars.
A huge white figure rushed out of the darkness, its sharp claws piercing Lin Fan!
What a huge figure that was, with a height of more than ten meters, as big as five or six floors. Even this empty cave seemed dwarfed by this figure.
"Weak food, how dare you..."
"Kill my kind!"
The huge snowman leader roared and charged towards Lin Fan and the members of the God-Slaying Army!
"Your kind?" Lin Fan smiled ferociously: "The ones you killed were my compatriots!"
"God-killing Army, kill!"
"Buzz!"
Lin Fan rushed out with a knife.
The sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon.
The bright sword light slashed out directly, slashing hard on the huge snowman.
at the same time.
All the members of the God-Slaying Army rushed forward with angry flames!
There is a sea of fire rolling.
There are bursts of ice spears.
There are wooden pillars like dragons!
Those with powers of strength even carried an ancient cauldron and smashed it with spears.
Dao Wanqian pressed down his hands and said loudly: "Kill the immortals, kill the demons!"
The Zhuxian Sword disappeared into the air, and the next moment it appeared in front of the snowman, followed by the green dragon-like sword light.
Everyone in the Confucian school knows how to write with a pen, and the majestic literary spirit rises to the sky, connects the heaven and the earth, and is surrounded by ink!
The ink-stained Confucius pen writes the big characters with bright golden light, as if they carry the will of heaven and earth!
"Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. You can't have both. The one who sacrifices life for righteousness"!
Give up your life!
The sky and the earth roared, and the big golden characters, carrying Daxia's will, smashed down!
The Buddhist Compassionate Master was even holding a nine-ring tin staff and wearing a brocade cassock, wrapped in auspicious clouds of merit and virtue. He plundered it like the golden sun. The nine-ring tin staff seemed to have a huge force and smashed down on the snowman's head and face!
Xingye disappeared in an instant, and his figure disappeared into the air like ink. The fish intestine sword was shining like a shooting star, flying towards the snowman!
This is the full blow of the God-killing Army!
This is Daxia’s blow!
"boom!"
The earth trembled and the mountains shook.
Facing this terrifying blow, the huge snowman leader flew back directly, his tough body covered with hideous wounds, and his white hair soaked in blood.
"call……"
It lay on the ground panting, watching the boy with the knife approaching step by step.
"food……"
"What is in front of you is not food," Lin Fan stopped in front of the giant snowman with an expressionless face, "remember our names, Daxia, God-killing Army!"
The Qinglong Sword vibrated violently.
Lin Fan raised the knife and was about to cut it off.
But the next moment.
The snowman's ugly face suddenly grinned ferociously, and he suddenly took out a huge lotus flower from under his body.
The lotus flower is snow-white, with an icy cold air, and exudes white light.
Incomparably sacred.
The moment the lotus appeared, the entire cave seemed to light up.
Lin Fan was slightly startled: "Tianshan Snow Lotus..."
But at the moment when Lin Fan was stunned, the seriously injured and dying snowman leader used his last strength to stuff the snow lotus directly into his mouth and chewed it!
"Are you looking for death?" Lin Fan had no idea that the snowman leader would behave like this.
Because, although the snowmen are powerful, they were forcibly awakened by Lin Fan at this time. They are now extremely weak, and their bodies cannot bear the Tianshan Snow Lotus!
Once swallowed, it will explode and die!
Just a moment.
A terrifying aura suddenly erupted, and the snowman leader roared loudly as if he had suffered tremendous pain.
And in this roar, its originally huge body suddenly began to expand, and the muscles under the skin squirmed and became larger. The fatal wounds all over the body were also healing quickly, and soft breaths nourished him.
Wash him!
"Weak food... dare to kill my kind..."
"Even if I die, I will kill you for food for my own kind..."
The snowman, who was about to explode and die, roared and looked at Lin Fan with red eyes.
That is the madness unique to beasts.
This chapter has been completed!