When Di Wuhen said these words, many people on the side of the Ancient God Clan were reluctant to give up.
Di Wuhen is their clan leader. Twenty thousand years ago, the Ancient God Clan was invaded by the Holy Emperor of Creation, and the old patriarch died in battle. After that, Di Wuhen was responsible for all matters of the Ancient God Clan.
He has held this position silently for 20,000 years. When the race is facing extinction and the situation is precarious, the position of clan leader does not have any glory at all. Instead, it means heavy responsibility and pressure.
Mo He Che glanced at Di Wuhen and sighed in his heart. The master of Shura Road was also from the Ancient God Clan. The Ancient God Clan, which was extremely powerful back then, has now withered to such an extent.
"Okay...there's still one last person left..."
Che said, glancing at the other true gods, a young man in white stood up silently, "Just me..."
The indifferent and calm voice makes people's hearts tremble!
"Jun Biyue!?"
People were stunned. They stood up to cooperate with Mo and Che and risked their lives. Most of the people who were ready to sacrifice were from the older generation. The younger generation had great years, such as Jun Biyue. In the future, she would go one step further and become a member of the Chinese Communist Party.
It is not impossible to become a true god or even a true god.
It would be a pity to die here.
"Child, don't be impulsive..." Mo couldn't bear the thought of Jun Biyue dying here. He would achieve even greater achievements in the future.
Jun Biyue smiled slightly, "I was seriously injured and my fighting power is running low. I won't be able to play any role in the next battle..."
In the previous battle, Jun Biyue was injured twice, and she was indeed seriously injured.
However, although he was seriously injured, his life source was not damaged, and it was not a problem to cooperate with Mo and Che to perform the grand formation.
Che and Mo Wuyan can stop Jun Biyue. But who will sacrifice?
It is a pity that Jun Biyue died, but no matter who it is, life is the only one. After death, there is nothing. They have no right to force anyone, so neither of them can give any more comfort.
"You...sigh..."
Zuo shook his head, "Since you have made up your mind, I won't say any more. Everyone has already decided. I will give you an hour to meditate, adjust your breath, and say goodbye to your friends..."
Mo He Che sighed and said this.
These Heavenly Lords and True Gods of the Thirty-three Days have practiced together for more than 10,000 years. Including the time barrier, it will be even longer. Many people have made friends. When a person is about to die, there is always something to explain.
Di Wuhen called the people of the Ancient God Clan to his side and began to explain the matters after his death, including the candidate for the next clan leader. His tone was calm. As if he was giving instructions before leaving for a far journey, the warriors of the Ancient God Clan sat down solemnly. Some of them
The female warriors were all crying silently.
Haoyu accompanied Shenmeng quietly. Both of them were speechless, spending this last hour of their lives in silence.
Haoyu looked at Shen Meng's profile and saw her black hair hanging in front of her forehead. This was also the last time he looked at Shen Meng...
A high-ranking Heavenly Lord from the Soul Clan gave a jade slip recording what he had learned in his life to a friend, and told him that if he survived, he must find a successor to continue his legacy.
A burly male Celestial Being from the Holy Clan bid farewell to his wife with tears. His wife was still at the Kaio realm and was not qualified to join this battle at all. She could only throw herself into her husband's arms and burst into tears.
A female Heavenly Lord from the human race took out an infant baby from the ring space, carefully handed the baby to her best friend who had grown up with her, and told her to take care of her child.
Although the child was handed over to her best friend, the female Heavenly Lord still held the child's little hand reluctantly, looking at the sleeping baby, her eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance...
Scenes of parting are happening everywhere.
As for Jun Biyue, he was just a person, staying quietly in the corner, enduring loneliness and isolation...
In his arms, there was a white and cute little rabbit. Jun Biyue stroked the little rabbit's furry body over and over again. The little rabbit enjoyed it very much, but seemed to realize something. Looking at Jun Biyue's eyes,
Full of reluctance...
Little Demon Fairy looked at Jun Biyue silently, feeling that Jun Biyue was a very strange person.
More than 20,000 years ago, Little Demon Fairy met Jun Biyue and Lin Ming for the first time in the first martial arts meeting in the Divine Realm.
At that time, the first martial arts competition in the Divine Realm was almost equivalent to a stage for the descendants of Tianzun to perform. The descendants of Tianzun almost dominated the top ten. Occasionally, the disciples of the Great Realm King were lucky enough to enter the top fifty. As for the civilian warriors,
Almost extinct, it was difficult for them to even pass the preliminaries.
However, in this first martial arts battlefield where there are many heroes competing for the title and many masters, there are two outliers who, as civilian warriors, reached the finals and made it into the top ten!
One of them is Lin Ming, and the other is Jun Biyue.
Jun Biyue, like Lin Ming, is an ascendant from the lower world. When he was at the contestants' table in the first martial arts competition, he always hugged the fluffy white rabbit and gently stroked the rabbit, seemingly indifferent to everything.
The little magic fairy was deeply impressed by this little rabbit.
Jun Biyue always wears white clothes and has the temperament of a melancholy scholar. If he were in the mortal world, no one would think of him as a warrior, but as a weak scholar who was about to take the scientific examination.
He is always silent and restrained. To describe him in four words, he is a gentleman like jade.
Even though Jun Biyue later became a Realm King, a Heavenly Lord, a True God, and became one of the supreme beings of the human race, his character remained the same and there was no domineering air about him.
He joined Putuo Mountain and became a lay disciple of Putuo Mountain. He had no worries about the world and devoted himself to Buddha.
Many of the younger generation have a wide social circle. Even Longya has his own friends, has taken on apprentices, and married wives.
But Jun Biyue not only never married, but also did not indulge in women.
He was alone like this, and he seemed to be used to enduring this kind of loneliness. He was like a sword sealed in a box, giving others the impression that he was always simple and unpretentious.
For an hour, Jun Biyue was stroking the little rabbit in her arms without saying a word.
Until the end of time approached, he stood up and looked at the Little Demon Fairy.
"Fairy Ji, please help me take care of it..."
Jun Biyue handed the little rabbit in her arms to the Little Demon Fairy, then took out her sword from the ring space and handed it to the Little Demon Fairy.
"This little rabbit..." Little Demon Fairy took the little white rabbit and held it in her arms. She was puzzled. In fact, she had already wondered why Jun Biyue kept carrying a little white rabbit with her.
When he caressed the little rabbit subconsciously, the energy of the little devil fairy was connected with the little white rabbit. At that moment, the little devil fairy's heart trembled.
This little rabbit...
She was vaguely aware that there was a faint residual soul sealed inside Xiaotu's body.
If you feel it carefully, it is the remnant soul of a woman!
In other words, what she is holding in her arms is not a bunny at all, but the incarnation of a woman?
Realizing this, Xiao Moxian looked at Jun Biyue in shock, almost speechless.
"She is yours..."
Xiao Moxian looked at Jun Biyue and seemed to understand many things suddenly.
Jun Biyue gently touched Xiaotu's head and whispered: "Fairy Ji... If one day Mr. Lin takes charge of the way of heaven and can even reverse life and death, please ask Mr. Lin to give her life...
"
"This is my last wish...On my own, I may never be able to resurrect her, but for Mr. Lin, there is hope..."
"She..." Little Moxian took a deep breath. The "she" in Jun Biyue's mouth was naturally the extremely weak remnant soul sealed in Xiaotu's body. Little Moxian didn't know. Jun Biyue and
What kind of story does she have?
And there is no doubt that Jun Biyue stepped forward without hesitation at this time, probably because of the incarnation of this mysterious woman. Jun Biyue felt that she could not save this mysterious woman, so she hoped that Lin Ming could surpass the true god, reverse life and death, and save the mysterious woman.
She is resurrected.
Little Demon Fairy's heart was shocked by all this...
Jun Biyue smiled slightly and didn't say much, just said: "If you can't, just bury her with me..."
After saying this, Jun Biyue turned around and walked towards Mo and Che...
"Wait...wait!"
Little Demon Fairy stepped forward and grabbed Jun Biyue, as well as Mo and Che, "Two seniors, do you really have no other way? Those who cooperate with you must die? If I join, if
If more people join, can you share the burden for them and save their lives, even just a little bit, even a little bit will be great!"