Jingzhou City is like a rock in the middle of a river, and the armies of the two demon and ghost tribes are like river water, coming in mighty force and constantly colliding with each other.
Every moment, someone dies, whether from the human race or the demon and ghost races.
Among the human race, the more powerful they are, the higher they stand in the front, guarding ordinary people in the city with layers of human walls. However, those ordinary people did not hide at home and wait for death. Instead, they spontaneously took to the streets with weapons and shoulders.
Stand side by side.
Although they are very weak, even the most ordinary monsters and ghosts can easily kill them, but they are fearless and fearless. It is not only the right of the strong to guard the home, but also their masters.
Under the Zhan Flag, Mr. Jing's body was trembling slightly, and his face was full of pain. But at this time, the only thing he could do was to activate the Zhan Flag and try his best to improve the potential of many strong human beings.
In this way, more and more powerful human beings fell into madness. Even at the last moment of their lives, they did not give up. Instead, they chose to self-destruct and die together with their opponents, dying in the most spectacular way.
One after another, I no longer know who is the first, let alone who will be the last. Are you really not afraid of death? Obviously it is impossible, but at this time, life and death are secondary, and you don’t even have time to imagine
What does death feel like?
The blood feud between the human race and the demon and ghost races, which has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, broke out at this moment.
Which of the strong human beings who can grow up has not developed a grudge against the two demon and ghost tribes, and which one has not had any relatives or friends die at the hands of the two demon and ghost tribes?
Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!
This is the only belief in the hearts of many people, and coupled with the blessing of the human race's war flag, it makes them appear in a fanatical state.
Zhu Huo and Tianxiang King are the focus of the attack of the two demon clans. After all, their strength is too eye-catching. In comparison, Zhu Huo is much more embarrassed. It is not because his strength is not as good as Tianxiang King, but because he does not have Tianxiang King's strength.
Backing up, there is no continuous supply of power.
And in the face of this kind of siege, any technique is fake. Only absolute strength and absolute defense can stop it all.
As for the King Realm of the human race, one-third has fallen in just a short while, and it is even decreasing continuously. As for those under the King Realm, even more have fallen. There is no way around this, but fortunately the monsters and ghosts have fallen.
It is impossible for the two races to work together as one, otherwise the losses of the human race will only be greater.
In addition, the human race is now fighting with no escape route, but the two demon and ghost tribes are different. They are also afraid of death, so they will inevitably exercise restraint in the battle. This is another reason why the human race is not defeated in one blow and directly destroyed.
However, no matter how tenacious the human race is, it is impossible to change the disparity between strength and weakness. As people continue to die, the human race gradually begins to fail. The other three city walls were also destroyed in the battle, leaving Jingzhou City standing bare on the ground.
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On it, blood slowly gathered into a stream, flowing in every inch of Jingzhou City, completely dyeing Jingzhou City red.
In mid-air, Mu Yi couldn't help but take action several times, but he was still just a hair away from igniting the fire in his heart. If he took action at this time, it would be destroyed. Even if he saved Jingzhou City, in fact, he would lose the entire city.
Human race.
Before, Mu Yi resolutely came to Jingzhou City. Although he had already put life and death aside, when it came time for him to make a choice, he understood the pain of the two saints of the human race. Their choice not to rescue Jingzhou City was not because of cold blood, but because of cold blood.
It's impossible to save them, they bear the burden of the entire human race.
Although it is pleasurable to achieve temporary benefits, the consequences are not something that the human race can bear, so they must live, even if they have to endure the pain of inner suffering.
Where is Mu Yi? He understands better that as long as he successfully ignites the fire in his heart, all of this will no longer be a problem. Let alone Jingzhou City, it will be easy to protect the entire human race in the underworld. At that time, the only people to be afraid of are the demons and ghosts.
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It is precisely because of this that he can do nothing now and can only watch helplessly as human beings continue to fall and die miserably.
Do you want someone with a clear mind, or do you take the overall situation into consideration and endure humiliation for the future of the human race?
It was originally a very simple multiple-choice question, but when it is actually put in front of you, you will realize how difficult this choice is.
"Old man, tell me, how should I choose?"
Mu Yi closed his eyes in pain, not daring to look at the tragedy at his feet, but his ears could still hear those unyielding shouts, the most brilliant bloom at the end of life, all of which were biting his body like poisonous snakes.
Does it hurt? It hurts!
But he could only endure it with all his strength, and Mu Yi even felt that this pain was beyond all previous pains, and it was more of a kind of mental torture and suffering.
At this time, Mu Yi thought of Lao Dao. Lao Dao took him to travel around the world and taught him the principles of life, allowing him to understand good and evil, good people and bad people, and understand survival and life.
In a trance, Mu Yi seemed to have returned to Funiu Mountain. At the last moment of Lao Dao's life, he carried Lao Dao to Funiu Mountain, his final destination. From then on, it became Mu Yi's home. A simple thing, but let him
A home where you can feel at ease.
Because the old Taoist is buried there, and the destination of his soul is buried there. As long as he is there, he will feel extremely peaceful in his soul. He can not think about anything, he can sit there in a daze, bask in the sun, and return to the life of an ordinary person.
So many worries and no pressure.
"Idiot."
At this moment, Mu Yi seemed to see Lao Dao, standing in front of him, looking at him with tenderness and love.
"Old man, it's great to see you again." Mu Yi smiled, like a baby, full of satisfaction.
"Are you tired? If you are tired, take a good rest and don't think so much." Old Tao said softly, with concern from the bottom of his heart, as if in Lao Tao's eyes, everything in the outside world was not as important as Mu Yi.
"I'm tired, but I can't rest. The human race is still waiting for me to save you. I want to become the Great Emperor and fish you out of the river of time and space. How can I rest? What if I fall asleep?
"Mu Yi shook his head and said.
"The affairs of the human race are not your business, why do you have to bear everything on yourself? As for me, dead is dead, what's the use of living again? And that me is no longer me, you
Do you understand?" the old Taoist said softly.
"Do you understand? Do you understand?"
This voice kept echoing in Mu Yi's ears, making him completely crazy. Yes, does he understand? Does he really understand?
Suddenly, a jade pendant flew out of the lamp and stopped in front of Mu Yi. (To be continued)