Long Chen had the habit of frequently using the Soul-Eating Demonic Eyes. While he was practicing Catkin Walking with the Wind in his room, he accidentally saw Lei Zhen walking past his house with a desolate look on his face.
The life and death of a race is now in the hands of one person. This kind of pressure is indeed very great. Although Lei Zhen can still be strong on the surface, he is actually a little painful and confused in his heart.
In the bet ten days later, Zhan Clan must win two games, and the key to one of them is Lei Zhen. If there is no victory in two games, Wu Meng thinks that Zhan Clan will surrender from now on. After all, Wu Meng also wants to surrender Zhan Clan without any effort. , but in fact, for the War Clan, that was the beginning of a real life-and-death battle.
If you lose the bet, you can only rely on your best efforts.
Desperately relying on sheer passion, Lei Zhen himself knew that the War Clan without top warriors would be defeated this time, and there was basically no chance of survival.
As early as the rapid rise of the Martial Alliance in the Shenwu Holy Dynasty, everyone had already expected such a day.
The War Clan has been passed down for countless years since ancient times. The difference between them and the Huangfu Family of the Ancient Demon Realm is that they possess the unyielding spirit of the race. This is something that the Ancient Demon Realm and the Huangfu Family cannot compare with. When it comes to true clan fighting , In fact, neither the Huangfu family nor the Ancient Demon Realm are opponents of the Zhan clan.
In the path of martial arts, force is naturally important, but spirit, ideas, and even beliefs are equally important. The indomitable spirit of the War Clan is their racial belief.
Therefore, at this time, Lei Zhen, a man, is really burdened with too much.
Long Chen opened the door and walked out with Xiaolang. Mo Xiaolang always talked little, so he didn't say anything.
Seeing that it was Long Chen, Lei Zhen struggled to squeeze out a smile and said, "Seventh brother, why did you come out?"
Long Chen came next to him, looked at Lei Zhen for a while, and said, "I see that Fourth Brother has a lot of things on his mind. Let's go and talk."
Lei Zhen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, okay..."
The two of them headed out of the dense forest.
"Seventh brother, in fact, you don't need to go through this muddy water for me. The war clan's disaster is inevitable no matter what. I don't want to drag them to death. Second brother and third brother, I I had long persuaded them to leave, but it was a pity that they didn’t stop me. Now you are here too, seventh brother, you are still young, don’t put your future on this useless fourth brother like me..."
As he said this, Lei Zhen's face showed a helpless smile.
Long Chen's heart sank.
What is a brother?
Sharing life and death, this is what other people in the Dragon Clan can do, and Long Chen can also do it. When Long Chen was in the Ancient Demon Realm, they were the ones who rescued him. Without their protection, how could Long Chen have obtained the Red Emperor Seal? There is no need to think about the five-color key, or even the Earth Martial Realm, these are all brotherhood.
Now that our brother is in trouble, why not help?
Seeing Lei Zhen's desolate expression, Long Chen suddenly felt angry towards Wu Meng. He slapped Lei Zhen's shoulder hard and said in a low voice: "Fourth brother, don't persuade me, there is no way I can leave. You and The Martial Alliance has a blood feud, which means that the Martial Alliance and I also have a blood feud. If the Martial Alliance dares to take action against the War Clan, I, Long Chen, will do my best and kill as many as I can."
Long Chen's resolute expression moved Lei Zhen very much. He knew that this seventh brother had an even more stubborn temper and was even more unlikely to be persuaded by him, so he left.
"Okay, then you just promise Fourth Brother that you must save your own life first." Lei Zhen shook his head and said helplessly.
In just these few days, Lei Zhen, who was originally strong and somewhat brave, now seems to have aged several years.
Along the way, many other sturdy men from the Zhan clan were greeting Lei Zhen. The etiquette of the Zhan clan was quite concise and powerful. The eyes of those men looking at Lei Zhen were full of reverence.
It is already night, and the old, weak, women and children in the Zhan clan have almost gone to sleep. Only the men in disguise are still patrolling in the clan. Now is the time of life and death for the Zhan clan, and no one dares to neglect them.
Just when Long Chen wanted to say something else, the front of the dense forest suddenly opened up. What appeared in front was a rugged hill in the dense forest. The mountain was not very high, and the rocks were messy. Long Chen and Lei Zhen quickly reached the top, and then looked down. In this dense forest shrouded in white mist, the corners of Lei Zhen's eyes were a little moist. He opened his arms and his voice was full of sadness.
"This piece of land, my Zhan Clan, has lived here for a total of 5,300 years, and ten days later, it will be swept away by the flames of war and destroyed in the hands of me, Lei Zhen. The ancestors and sects, I, Lei Zhen, are the descendants of the Zhan Clan through the ages. sinner."
With a thump, he knelt down on the ground and hit his forehead heavily on the rock. With a bang, the rock shattered into pieces, and there was a blood stain on Lei Zhen's forehead.
"Fourth brother, don't be like this. It's not certain who will win or lose." Long Chen felt a little suffocated. He quickly pulled Lei Zhen, but Lei Zhen gently pushed him away.
"If the Zhan Clan is destroyed, Lei Zhen will never dare to survive. As the leader of the Zhan Clan, I will be at the forefront and use my blood to make the Martial Alliance shed all its blood. The Zhan Clan will not surrender, but will fight to the death. Those who are better than We powerful people can only step on our corpses, but they can never reach our souls."
There was another bang, and Lei Zhen's forehead hit the ground hard. After ringing his head three times in a row, his forehead was already a little bloody.
Of course, with the resilience of this thunder shock, things will get better soon.
Next, Lei Zhen looked at the east with a sad expression. At this time, the night was deep, and the sky was dotted with stars. Lei Zhen clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and sang a song. This was obviously the song of the War Clan, and it should be used as it should. It must be the ancient language of the Zhan Clan. Long Chen couldn't understand what was being sung, but from this song, he heard that he would regard death as home, he heard that he would rather die than surrender, and he also heard the tragic and fighting.
Looking at this man, Long Chen gradually clenched his fists. Although their brotherly relationship was definitely not as deep as that of Little Wolf, Long Chen just felt that right now, even if he risked his life for the man in front of him, he still wouldn't do it. No regrets.
Of course, the premise is to save the entire war clan.
Unyielding, the spirit of the Zhan clan is consistent with Long Chen's spirit, and it is what Long Chen has been pursuing. He has never succumbed along the way. If he succumbed, he would face the extremely huge oppression of Lingxi's family. Now, will he still take the same path today?
After a long time, Lei Zhen stood up and smiled sheepishly at Long Chen: "Seventh brother, I made you laugh."
"Fourth brother is a real man, I admire him from the bottom of my heart." Long Chen said seriously.
Lei Zhen nodded and said: "Let's go, I've finished venting, and it's time to go back. The huge War Clan still needs me to take charge of the overall situation."
When they said this, Long Chen and Lei Zhen were about to leave. At this moment, a sinister voice rang not far behind the two of them. Long Chen and Lei Zhen's hair suddenly stood on end and they quickly turned around. Xiaolang hadn't spoken much since then. At this time, two flames gradually appeared in his eyes. This black flame was the Nine Nether Demon Ancestral Fire.
Following the laughter, Long Chen looked towards the person coming.
This is a young man, wearing a golden robe, loose and shining, with his long hair hanging behind his back. What is strange is that not only does he have long hair, but even his eyes are pure gold, and his whole body is covered with gold. He is golden, such a special person, obviously not a mortal.
This young man's appearance is not that outstanding, but his golden eyes and long hair are shining with light, making it difficult to take your eyes away from him.
He looked at Long Chen and the two with a smile, as if he was looking at his prey.
This was the first time that Long Chen saw such a person, with long golden hair and eyes. When Long Chen transformed into a dragon soul, his eyes were blood red. He grew up like this without going through transformation. It was absolutely It's because of his special bloodline.
After seeing this young man, Lei Zhen's eyes changed. He took a few steps back, blocked Long Chen in front of him, and said coldly: "Zhao Danchen, your injury has recovered."
Long Chen was shocked. No wonder he felt that the young man in front of him was very strong. It turned out to be Zhao Danchen, one of the two legendary geniuses of the Shenwu Holy Dynasty.
Zhao Danchen is about twenty years old. He is one of the three great Martial Emperors of the Martial League and the third level of the Earth Martial Realm. His strength is absolutely powerful. In fact, Zhao Danchen is not originally named Zhao. He is the same as Jian Chen. In the step-by-step training of the Wu Meng, those who stood out due to their outstanding performance were promoted to the third level of the Earth Martial Realm and became the Martial Emperor of the Wu Meng. They were adopted as adopted sons by the Emperor Wu and given the surname Zhao.
At this age, he can reach the level of Long Yue. This Zhao Danchen is definitely not simple. Huangfu Fengchen, Long Yue, other Martial Emperors, Demon Emperor Jiang Wuxie and others reached the third level of the Earth Martial Realm. None of them are over thirty. If Zhao Danchen continues to develop like this, it will not be difficult for him to reach the fourth level of the Earth Martial Realm or the fifth level of the Earth Martial Realm.
I heard that he was injured during the battle with the War Emperor. Unexpectedly, only a few days have passed, and his injuries have already healed.
Only when Long Chen really faced this young man did he realize the terror of this young man. His golden eyes were full of oppressive power. Long Chen just looked at him and felt as if he felt a big mountain pressing towards him. Come to normal.
Most people would subconsciously avoid Zhao Danchen's gaze, but Long Chen didn't. He had a strong will not to admit defeat in his heart. This was a thought belonging to the ancient blood spirit dragon. How could such a thought of existence be directed towards him? This kind of person bows his head.
What is Zhao Danchen doing here?
Neither Long Chen nor Lei Zhen knew it, but since he appeared, there must be nothing good going on.
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