Mo Shaolin's words made several people around him fall silent.
At a young age, everyone has reached the state of spiritual tranquility and heaven and human beings. Who is not the only smart person in the world?
Even if they are thousands of miles away, they can still guess the "good intentions" of those righteous bosses at this moment.
They were doing this for Ye Xiaochuan, so there was no way Qiankunzi could save him.
If you don't save, you will kill.
Qiankunzi was just stalling for time, using the knife of heaven to cut off Ye Xiaochuan's wings.
Time cannot drag on for a long time. Two sticks of incense are the limit. Once the defensive formation formed by the thirty human cultivators in the sky is divided and unable to respond to each other, this battle will come to an end.
As long as Qiankunzi delayed two sticks of incense, even if the masters of the Tiannu Division rushed over, it would be of no avail. He could only see the corpses of those who died in the battle. Suddenly, A Chitong said slowly: "The Tiannu Division can't move
, even if the thirty-six casual cultivators from Qilin Mountain came over, they would not be able to defeat these three hundred cultivators from the heavenly realm. The few of us were not discovered by the people from the heavenly realm. If we wanted to leave at this moment, no one would notice.
Now, your life is yours, and staying here will only lead to death. If anyone wants to leave, he can leave now, no one will laugh at him."
Lan Qiyun said angrily: "Achitong, what did you say? If you want to leave, you and Hong Bo can leave. We won't leave."
Li Qingfeng nodded and said slowly: "A soldier will die for his confidant. Although I don't like Ye Xiaochuan very much, the fact that Ye Xiaochuan allowed me to come over for this secret operation shows that he trusts me. Even if he died here, I
Qingfeng Li has no complaints or regrets."
Mo Shaolin said: "That's right. A person's life is all about faith. What's more, our friends are fighting life and death with the enemy in the sky at this moment. How can we live alone and walk away?"
Qinling Blue River Fairy Chu Qu'er, who was not very familiar with Ye Xiaochuan and had only had a drink at Ye Xiaochuan's engagement dinner, spoke up.
She said: "Ye Xiaochuan and I are not familiar with each other, but my good friends Qin Lan and Ye Rou are both in danger. If I abandon them and escape alone, I will never be happy in this life."
Akitong's eyes swept over everyone one by one. Everyone else was determined to fight, and no one had any intention of escaping.
Finally, his fate fell on Hong Bo, a disciple of Qianye Saint Lord.
Hong Bo smiled and said: "Achitong, you don't think I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, right? Not to mention that there are many fellow disciples of the Holy Cult who are trapped at the moment. Even if there were not, I, Hong Bo, would not be able to face the enemies of heaven.
I will take half a step back."
A Chitong said slowly: "You have to think clearly, we will have a narrow escape in this battle."
Hong Bo said: "Killing one is enough to make a profit, killing two is enough to make a profit. A Chitong, if you want to leave, just leave."
A Chitong's sharp blood-colored gaze suddenly became a little softer.
He said nothing, slowly turned around, faced the west, and knelt on the snow.
He crossed his hands on his shoulders and murmured in his mouth: "Burn my broken body with a blazing holy fire. How happy is life, how painful is death..."
Hong Bo's face suddenly froze. He knew the meaning of A Chitong's words just now. He was testing everyone.
Akitong had no intention of leaving at all, he was already prepared to fight to the death.
Hong Bo also knelt down facing the west, which was the direction of the Wilderness Temple, their holy land of the Holy Fire Cult.
He also crossed his hands and recited along with Achi Tong: "Do good and eliminate evil, only for the sake of light. Joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Have mercy on my people, there are many sorrows. Have mercy on my people, there are many sorrows..."
The seven righteous young heroes and fairies behind him all looked at each other in confusion.
Although they are not disciples of the Demon Cult, they have dealt with the Demon Cult for so many years, and they still know a little about the behavior of the Demon Cult's disciples.
This is a hymn recited by the members of the Holy Fire Sect, and it is the source of their faith that they protect with their lives. When they commit martyrdom, or know that they are going to die, they usually use this hymn as their last prayer.
After praying, A Chitong stood up, and a strong evil spirit burst out from his body. The sun and moon wheels slowly came out, and he held them in his hands. He said to Hong Bo: "I can't hold it anymore, Brother Hong.
Please send the last message to the seniors of the Holy Cult in Cangyun Mountain, saying that the situation is extremely urgent, and we have made a decision to fight to the death with the enemy here to protect the name of the Holy Spirit and the integrity of trust.
. Everyone, if you have any last words, please send the message back quickly. Once the battle to the death begins, there will be no extra time to send the message to your relatives."
After everyone heard the words, they dispersed and began to pass on their last words.
Cangyun Mountain, Samsara Peak.
Daxueshan has already opened a stick of incense. At this moment, the good and evil bosses still have not discussed when to send reinforcements from the Tiannu Division to support.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the faces of Qiankunzi and Guan Shaoqin and felt endless disappointment, endless sorrow, and endless anger!
If the thirty-nine people in the Daxue Mountain died in battle, they were not killed by the enemy, but by their own people.
Ye Xiaochuan is a person who attaches great importance to friendship. He sent those people out by himself. If anything happens, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
The eight secret messages appeared on Samsara Peak almost at the same time. Among the eight people who sent them, the only one who did not leave any last words was Achitong.
Qianye Sage received a secret letter from his disciple Hong Bo. This secret letter was very long, longer than the previous secret letters from Hong Bo put together.
Qianye Sage took one look at it, turned pale, and handed the secret letter to Tuoba Yu. After reading it, Tuoba Yu stood up and said, "Everyone, please be quiet. This is the last letter from the disciples of the Holy Cult.
I'll read the message to you. Our Lady of the Netherworld, blessed by the Demon God of Heaven, on the bank of the snow-capped mountains, we encountered enemies ten times more powerful than those in heaven. The situation was extremely dangerous, and the enemy's intention was to destroy the roots of China, destroy the civilization of the world, and burn the ancestors.
The ancestral temple slaughters the living beings in the world. We are bound to bear the brunt of it. Those who survive are humiliated, and those who die in battle are honored. Honor and disgrace belong to one's body. We swear to fight to the death with the powerful enemy. Fight to the death.
One soldier at a time, he vows not to retreat, not to beg for surrender, and in the name of defending the religion with his life and blood, and to keep his word. He would rather die in battle than be a slave to the country's subjugation. This is the final chapter!"
Hong Bo's literary talent is really good. One of his last letters is so impassioned and passionate.
In the letter, he did not mention when the reinforcements would arrive, but he acted out of national justice. He was not writing it to his master, but to the big bosses present.
His goal was achieved, and many of the leaders here felt that if he continued to delay, these elite disciples would really have to be handed over to the Snow Mountain. Suddenly, there was a loud voice, and there were many people who wanted to fight.
Ye Xiaochuan shook his body a few times and shouted angrily: "Master Qiankun, Master Guan, the situation in the Snowy Mountains is in danger now, do you still want to obstruct it? Your Majesty She, please send the Tiannu Division to support immediately!" Qiankunzi pinched his beard.
, said leisurely and contentedly: "Young Master Ye, don't be anxious. The soldiers will definitely figure it out, but we have to draw up a detailed charter. There is absolutely no problem for dozens of world-class masters to persist for a few hours. Let them persist."
