Wei Donghai has been searching for the sun for many years to no avail, and can only watch helplessly as all souls die. This is due to his limited ability, and he has long felt guilty. But he cannot bear to witness such a tragic event today!
Even if those black shadows have terrifying auras, he is now invincible. Even if he fights to the death, he will never sit back and watch his fellow tribesmen being massacred!
Wei Donghai fell into the city with the determination to fight to the death, and faced the black shadow in front of him with his sword.
Never thought about it.
With just one strike of the sword, the powerful being was split open on the spot!
"Crack!"
The crisp sound shocked Wei Donghai and made the surrounding black figures look back!
Wei Donghai had a look of surprise on his face. He never expected that with his retreat in cultivation, he could still have such sword power, and could even kill such a powerful black shadow with one strike.
Staring blankly at the sword in his hand, he remembered something and his eyes burst with surprise.
"This sword..."
"The sword given to me by Brother Yi that day is so amazing!"
Suddenly discovering that the power of the long sword in his hand was far greater than what he had previously thought, Wei Donghai was pleasantly surprised. His fighting spirit surged in his heart, and he rushed into the shadows with the sword in his hand.
For a moment, the sword light flickered, lighting up the dark surroundings several times. Wherever the sword light passed, there were stumps and broken arms.
As Wei Donghai swung his long sword, the more he killed, the more confident he became. One person actually killed these black shadows!
A few breaths passed.
The monks who were lucky enough to survive were extremely grateful, and Wei Donghai breathed a sigh of relief and felt sulky in his heart!
But when he looked back at the dark shadows all over the place that day, the lingering aura of terror still frightened him in his heart. His loneliness and courage just now receded, and for a while, fear came quietly.
If I didn't have such a divine sword, I'm afraid that I would be dead right now!
This lucky victory was purely based on the strength of the magic weapon!
After waking up, all kinds of doubts gradually came to mind, making Wei Donghai feel inexplicably flustered and unable to even respond to the monks around him.
These black shadows are really too strong, much stronger than when he was in his prime.
Fortunately, there are only a few people here at the moment. If a few more come, even if he holds the magic weapon, he may not have much spiritual power to support the enemy!
Nowadays, natural disasters are rampant and all souls are dying. How could such a powerful existence suddenly appear?
Thinking of this, his expression became more serious.
"This matter is really strange..."
"In today's Yunxing, there are probably not many people who can deal with them. If there are other accomplices, it will be a disaster for Yunxing! We must inform all fellow Taoists about this!"
With all kinds of surprises and suspicions mounting, Wei Donghai didn't dare to stay for a long time and quickly fled towards the once secluded village!
soon.
When Wei Donghai returned to the mountain village, he saw that all his fellow Taoists were locked in a bitter battle, and some even died on the spot!
Fortunately, senior brother Zui Wuya also had the divine sword at his side, so he won with great difficulty.
A group of old men who had spent a lot of money sat on the spot, their faces solemn after adjusting their breaths for a long time.
Ancient Saint Luo Hongfei looked around at his disabled fellow Taoists and said in a deep voice on the spot.
"Fellow Taoists."
"With natural and man-made disasters happening, Yunxing is in critical condition. These black shadows are too powerful and cannot be defeated by human beings. We must unite all our forces, maybe we can protect all the spirits of Yunxing!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience immediately agreed.
For a time, all the hidden old men flew around, their spiritual power escaped without reservation, and at the same time they sent out several messages, trying their best to contact the remaining major forces in Yunxing.
Within a few hours.
All the remaining monks in Yunxing formed an alliance, and the senior officials gathered in the secluded village. Regardless of the previous grievances and grievances, they all put aside their past grievances at this moment, reached an agreement, and prepared to rely on the two divine swords to protect Yunxing.
However, the reality is crueler than they imagined.
When the Yunxing Alliance was formed, shadowy creatures began to appear in all the major immortal states. Countless immortal sects and hidden clans were killed instantly, unable to fight back!
Even other planets far away in the sea of stars also suffered the same massacre.
However, in just three days, from the sub-star to the mortal star, most of the planets were massacred one after another and were completely reduced to Death Stars!
Everyone in Yunxing didn't know all this.
The alliance they formed gathered in the hidden village, occupying the surrounding mountains and wastelands, making a final resistance!
After another battle, tens of thousands of monks were killed or wounded.
This victory was extremely tragic, but it brought slim hope to the majority of monks.
Zui Wuya and Wei Donghai, holding divine swords in their hands, once again turned the tide and boosted the morale of the alliance. At the same time, some people discovered that as long as they condensed the black shadow corpse, they could obtain enough spiritual power!
Several years after the sun disappeared, the human race finally seemed to have found a last resort, which was to rely on the power of the divine sword to hunt down the shadows and obtain spiritual power to make up for the monks' lost cultivation.
It's a pity that the spiritual power obtained from the black shadows killed by just two divine swords is too little, and it is a drop in the bucket for the entire human race.
After the brief surprise, everyone's eyes turned to the two divine swords.
"The enemy is strong and we are weak. I don't know how long we can hold on."
"No matter how difficult or dangerous it is, we can never give up easily. Even if we fight to the last man, we must defend Yunxing!"
"Those black shadows are too strong. Fighting against them will result in death or injury. The spiritual power obtained by condensing the corpses is currently unable to make ends meet. I'm afraid the future is worrying!"
"Where did this divine sword come from? Is there another one?"
At the end of the quiet discussion, all the powerful officials from all sides turned their attention to Wei Donghai and Zui Wuya.
The two shook their heads slightly, showing regret.
"The swords in our hands were given by Brother Yi, and I may never have them again."
"Brother Yi's cultivation is extremely high. If he were here, we might have a better chance of winning. Unfortunately, his whereabouts are erratic. The dragon has always seen its head and tail, and now we don't know where he has gone."
"Yunxing's spiritual power has withered so much that monks like us are struggling to survive. I'm afraid even Brother Yi might..."
At the end of the sentence, his tone became deeper and deeper.
Everyone present could hear the loneliness in his words, and they could not help but sigh slightly as they hoped that Huahua would be nothing.
"Why……"
At this critical moment of life and death, small hopes cannot fully boost morale. Some people will inevitably start to recall the glory of the past and mention some peerless masters with tyrannical cultivation.
"If Master Lu was still there, maybe we would have a better chance of winning this battle."
"Master Lu? Is he the one who realized the terrifying dung tunnel?"
"That's right! If that expert is here, he might be able to fight against these black shadows!"
"That's true! Master Lu has a high level of cultivation, and the force he belongs to called Shadow Island is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Our human race is still powerful, and we will never perish like this!"
At the end of the sentence, everyone's eyes gradually became brighter, a small fire of hope began to set off a prairie fire, and the fighting spirit grew again!
"What you fellow Taoists are saying makes sense, our human race will never perish!"
"Even if our cultivation is not good enough, as long as we risk our lives to create opportunities for Brother Wei and Brother Zui, and kill the black devil with the divine sword, we can refine our spiritual power. As long as we keep going forward and persevere, someone will always be able to recover!"
"I am willing to use my flesh and blood to win a glimmer of hope for our clan in the future!"
"I am also duty-bound!"
"We will defend Yunxing to the death and never give up!"
As the heated discussion spread, the monks in desperate situation burst into life-long passion. The seemingly weak human race can persist until now, and it is inseparable from this kind of tenacity and ambition in their bones.
No matter what kind of battles there have been, when the whole family is in danger of survival, there are always people who can stand up and shoulder heavy responsibilities and shed their blood for the righteousness of the world. This is what the saying goes, times create heroes.
This is not only the tenacity of the human race, but also the unyielding martial spirit passed down from generation to generation!
Listening to all the shouts in his ears, Wei Donghai, who was extremely exhausted, suddenly seemed to be filled with strength and felt indescribable blood boiling.
Looking at the dark night sky again, I murmured firmly.
"The human race will never perish!"
"Shadow Island and Master Lu will never be defeated by the black devil!"