I don’t know how many galaxies are there from the Blue Star, and I don’t even know if it’s still in an area of the same dimension.
It was once a peaceful and peaceful place, and it was the most beautiful place in human imagination.
But now, there is only one familiar and cold pronoun here - the place where the gods fell.
"Hey, you said if we fight like this here, when will it come to an end?"
A thin humanoid creature wearing a tiger skin jacket and furry body sighed and asked a red-faced man next to him.
He was a tall man with an upright face and a long beard. Due to the fierce fighting, more than half of his originally beautiful beard was burned off by the flames of war, leaving only a small handful hanging on his chin.
It looks a little funny.
But no one would laugh at him. To be precise, no one squatting in the trench at this moment was in the mood to care about these small things, because no one knew why the other side would suddenly attack like crazy and continue to attack their defense line regardless of the cost.
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"You said you Buddhists always advise others not to kill, so why are you more ruthless than anyone else? You don't care when it will end. I killed more people than this on the battlefield back then.
It’s too much, since the other side doesn’t know what’s crazy about it, then I won’t be polite, just do it!”
The red-faced man with a red beard looked at the battlefield that had just stopped not far away with a look of astonishment. He touched his beard that had been burned off for a long time. It was covered with sticky blood. Of course, it was basically
The ghosts left behind by his sword.
The thin man spat and said cruelly: "Yes, I was also a good fighter back then. I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight. Now that I have chosen this path, I will not be lenient.
Kill! There will be dawn when you fight a bloody path. Hehe, red-faced man, you are making my blood boil. Why don't we work together and take down those abominable magic light turrets in front of us? "
The red-faced man stroked his beard and smiled: "Just what I want, here comes the sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a nearly two-meter-long Daguan knife suddenly appeared in his hand. The red-faced man who originally looked a little embarrassed, his whole temperament changed drastically the moment he got the knife.
I saw him standing there. Although his clothes were badly damaged, he looked mighty and mighty, looking like an unshakable god of war!
"Hehe, I'm not bad either." The skinny monkey-like man smiled when he saw this. He took out an embroidery needle-sized thing from somewhere and blew it out in one breath. The embroidery needle suddenly became larger, and a golden iron
He held the stick in his hand and started playing tricks, which was so wonderful.
"Today I, the Buddhist Taoist, will cooperate with your military Taoist to have a big fight!"
"No, no, you two, don't be impulsive. The magic light turret here is not easy to deal with. You all have to see clearly."
Just as the two were planning to eliminate the biggest threat in front of them, an old Taoist wearing Taoist robes and looking like a fairy walked up to the two of them and said this.
"Hey, it's Lao Qiu, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be discussing tactics with the Soldier Saint there?" The thin monkey man was slightly stunned. After seeing the man in front of him clearly, he greeted him warmly.
The old Taoist didn't pay attention to the other party's overly enthusiastic address at all, and still smiled and explained: "No need, my master is still there, wouldn't it mean that if I go there, I will just do my homework?"
"Huh? Am I so famous? I've been doing inspections recently and I keep hearing people calling my name. Who are you? I don't really recognize people in the future."
A middle-aged man with muscles all over his body and a hammer in his hand, touched his head in embarrassment, leaned forward and said something.
The old Taoist nodded slightly: "Jushi Lu, that is an idiom made by later generations after you. It means showing one's ugliness in front of the ceiling in a certain field. You are the ancestor of carpentry."
The middle-aged man smiled innocently and scratched his head: "Ah ha, so, I really didn't care. By the way, what did you just say you were going to do?"
The red-faced man with a long beard had a serious expression: "We plan to remove the magic light turrets in this area. These weapons specifically targeting spiritual energy will do too much damage to us. Even with the supplement of spiritual energy, they will not be able to survive in the long run.
It’s such a waste, and I heard that on Blue Star too..."
He didn't say any more, but everyone present looked grave when they heard this. It was obvious that everyone knew what he meant.
"Demolish the forts? Then I can help too. Take me up there. I will know exactly the structure of these forts. All I need to do is dismantle them."
"yes!"
The skinny monkey man slapped his thigh and suddenly realized: "With this old boy, it's not like he can dismantle any weapon? Bring it apart and let the other party taste the power of this magic light cannon."
Just do what you say, and everyone present is a hard worker with strong action skills.
The first person was the red-faced man holding the Daguan Dao. He shouted angrily and slammed the Daguan Dao hard.
With a bang, the ground trembled violently. The battlefield, which was already filled with smoke, was like being thrown into a group of smoke bombs. Five meters away, you couldn't see your fingers. His seemingly ordinary move actually turned the world upside down.
Stars! Day turned into night.
"Hurry up! I can't last long."
"Don't worry! My grandson's speed is not something you can boast of." Faintly, an extremely confident voice came out, followed by a very fast figure roaring out of the trench like a sharp arrow.
Get up and head straight towards the waning magic light fort.
"Hey? Wait for me!" The middle-aged man with the hammer stared blankly, then suddenly realized that the operation had begun, and then he hurriedly climbed out of the trench and ran out.
"Old Taoist priest, aren't you going?" The red-faced man still stood with his head held high, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that although he worked very hard to create the current situation, given his strength, the time is destined not to be too long, otherwise
If so, it is very likely that as the fog of the battlefield opens again, he will disappear with the smoke.
At this point, only Qiu Laodao saw the mystery. This was the reason why he did not choose to attack. He wanted to inject a reassurance into the red-faced man.
"Donor, don't panic. Although the old man is not talented, he can still see what you are thinking. But since the old man is here, he will definitely not let this happen."
After saying this, Qiu Laodao directly sat down cross-legged. Under the gaze of the bewildered red-faced man, he muttered something while his whole body was shining brightly, as bright as the brightest morning star in the dark night.
"Old Taoist, this is...not good! Stop!"
The red-faced man was confused at first, but as he looked at it, he suddenly understood the other person's intention.
The old Taoist is to sacrifice one's own will and condense the purest will into spiritual energy beads that can be used by others.
In short, the old man has to sacrifice himself to extend the time for him to transform the stars!