Eight hundred and twentieth chapters three years have come
As the endless sea of blood swept across, Zhuo Wen stood quietly on the blood and soil, looking at the two figures hugging each other tightly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.
It was so sad that the person he loved most and wanted to protect died right in front of his eyes. Although Zhuo Wen had no way of knowing the sadness in the young man's heart, he couldn't help but be moved by this scene.
This is the memory in the blood gun. Zhuo Wen also knows that the young man is probably the owner of the blood gun, but the blood gun only presents this memory of ten thousand years ago in front of him.
The owner of the blood gun, that is, the young man, after feeling the extreme sorrow after Xue Yao's death, finally understood the power of the blood gun. This gun power was terrifying and mobilized countless blood energy in the blood and soil.
, the monster is completely powerless to resist under this power.
"The depth of love and the depth of sorrow! In the midst of extreme sorrow, you understand the power of Shura's blood spear. This is the power of my master. Can you understand it?"
A low voice sounded, and a figure walked out of the sea of countless blood. This figure actually looked like the young man just now. The young man's eyes were red and there was a hint of sadness.
"Are you... that young man? Are you not dead?" Looking at the young man in front of him, Zhuo Wen asked hesitantly.
The young man shook his head and said: "My master sank into the sea of blood along with his lover thousands of years ago. I am the spear spirit of the blood spear."
"I never expected that what was an ordinary spear would actually grow into a spear spirit through constant killing! This spear has probably reached the power of a heaven-level spiritual treasure."
Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Zhuo Wen's mind, with a hint of joking in it.
Zhuo Wen nodded, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. The young man from ten thousand years ago was indeed remarkable. He was originally an ordinary young man with no cultivation, but he continued to grow in the killing, and finally understood the world.
One of the major trends is Shura's Blood Spear.
The gun spirit glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly and said: "Before, the Holy Lord of the Holy Sect has told me about you. You are indeed a genius with guns, and there seems to be a very powerful monster in the green coffin behind you.
, actually absorbed all the resentment I released."
"However, it is not easy for you to understand the power of the spear! You have never experienced my master's extreme sorrow, so it is difficult to understand the power of Shura's blood spear."
Having said this, Gun Ling shook his head a little, not looking very optimistic about Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen also understood the words of the gun spirit. This Shura blood spear power really requires experiencing extremely tragic things to finally understand it. However, Zhuo Wen has no such experience. It is really difficult to understand this kind of spear power.
"The memory I was asked to watch just now was probably not without purpose, right?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked.
He didn't believe that the memory that Gunling showed him just now had no purpose at all, so he asked such a question.
"You are very smart! I showed that memory to you on purpose. In thousands of years, you are the first being who has understood the power of the gun to its peak. If you want to further understand the power of the gun, you undoubtedly have an excellent foundation."
"Moreover, monsters are about to invade this world. You must understand the power of Shura's blood spear. This is the real nemesis of monsters and is more powerful than the light power of the Holy Lord."
Zhuo Wen stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Then what do I need to do to understand the power of Shura's Blood Spear?"
"You have to go through it, go through everything my master has gone through! Enter my master's memory and experience his past experiences and spiritual journey!"
The gun spirit stared at Zhuo Wen, and suddenly stepped on the sole of his foot, and his whole body turned into a blood shadow, entering the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and then Zhuo Wen felt that his eyes were completely dark.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he found that he was in a dark prison. Looking towards the iron fence of the prison, Zhuo Wen discovered that outside the iron fence, there was actually the bloody arena. Just now he
The bloody arena that I just experienced.
And he also discovered that the clothes on his body had also changed. He was only wearing animal skin shorts. He was dirty and looked quite embarrassed.
"My body turned into that boy?"
Looking at the clothes on his body, Zhuo Wen realized that this was not the blood gun boy. Has he become the blood gun boy now?
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Human animals, if you want to survive, then kill each other at all costs! Haha!"
The monster's voice suddenly sounded, and then the iron fence in front of Zhuo Wen was opened, and his body walked out without listening to the accusation, looking around helplessly.
There was a hint of understanding in Zhuo Wen's eyes. At first, he was watching everything that happened in the arena as a bystander, but now the gun spirit actually linked his sight with the young man.
The young man's sight also became Zhuo Wen's. At this moment, Zhuo Wen couldn't control his body at all. His eyes could only follow the young man's constant shaking, and he could even feel the young man's anxious mood.
Clang clang clang!
Weapons of different shapes fell from the sky and were inserted upside down on the blood and soil.
Looking at the weapon in front of him, the young man was startled. Zhuo Wen could feel the fear in the young man's body, and this emotion made him a little nervous involuntarily.
"Huh? Why don't you kill? If you don't kill, all twenty of you will die! If you fight each other, the winner will live, but only one of you can live! Choose, either all of you die, or one of you lives."
The monster's voice came again, like thunder, echoing in the sky above this bloody soil.
Pattering!
The blood rain started to fall again, and it became heavier and heavier, dyeing the space with a rich blood color. The young man was trembling all over, looking at the monsters on the high wall, his heart was filled with fear.
"Okay! Since you don't want to kill me, I will kill you all!" The monster's voice became a little angry, and he actually planned to take action.
Hearing the monster's words, the boy trembled all over, and a beautiful figure came to mind in his mind. That was Xueyao, his sister. He said he would protect her, and he couldn't die!
"kill!"
The young man whimpered and drew out a spear and stabbed the nearest middle-aged man.
The blood splashed out, and the gushing blood stained his hands and cheeks. In Zhuo Wen's perception, it was so real. He even saw the relieved smile on the middle-aged man's face, and felt in his heart
Suddenly a feeling of guilt arose.
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In this way, Zhuo Wen experienced all the things that the boy had experienced in the boy's body and from the boy's perspective. It was a sad time, filled with self-blame, guilt and killing in the boy's heart.
These various negative emotions almost tormented the young man to the point of going crazy, but every time he thought of Xue Yao's figure, the young man would grit his teeth and bear it down, and his belief that he could not die became even stronger.
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In the bloody space, the Holy Lord slowly opened his eyes, looked at the figure in front of him that was shrouded in the shadow of a bloody gun, and sighed: "Dragon Protector Zhuo, there is only one year left! I hope you can be in this last moment.
Over the years, I can really understand the power of the gun."
With that said, the Holy Lord stood up and left this space. There was only one year left. What he had to do was not to continue waiting for Zhuo Wen to wake up, but to start on how to gather the strongest human beings to withstand what would happen in one year.
Monster invasion.
After returning to the Holy Lord Peak, the Holy Lord no longer concealed the news of the invasion of monsters, but ordered the elders to spread the news throughout the Holy Sect.
All of a sudden, all the disciples and elders of the Holy Sect knew such important news. Even because of this news, the Holy Sect was in chaos. Fortunately, the Holy Lord had some means to calm down the chaos.
After the chaos subsided, many disciples and elders of the Holy Sect also knew the seriousness of the monster invasion, so under the direction of the Holy Lord, the Protector and the ten elders, they began to prepare in an orderly manner.
At the same time, the Holy Sect sent many teams to cities in various places, preparing to summon the strong men of the cities to come to the Holy Sect to jointly resist the coming monsters.
The strong men in the cities did not refuse. They knew very well that the Holy Sect was the ultimate barrier against monsters. If the Holy Sect collapsed, then their cities would cease to exist.
Countless powerful men scattered all over the place came to the Holy Sect. Suddenly, the originally powerful Holy Sect became even more powerful because of the joining of these powerful men from all over the world.
The Holy Master also worked with some formation masters to arrange extremely powerful defensive formations in the mountains where the Holy Sect was located.
As time passed, the atmosphere in the Holy Sect became more and more solemn, because as time passed, the monsters were getting closer and closer to them.
Three years later, it was a cold morning. On the Holy Lord Peak, the Holy Lord, the left and right guardians and the ten elders stood on the top of the peak, silently staring at an abyss thousands of meters away from the Holy Sect.
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There is a golden barrier on the surface of that abyss, but at this moment, the golden barrier has become darker and darker, and it looks like it will be broken at any time.
This golden barrier was left by Taoist Canglong thousands of years ago in order to suppress the monsters hiding in the abyss.
The power of the golden barrier is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, after too many years, a full ten thousand years, this seal has become more and more fragile, like a candle in the wind.
Although the Holy Lord is determined to repair this seal left thousands of years ago, it is a pity that the principle of this seal is too complicated. The entire formation master of the Holy Lord, let alone repairing it, cannot even understand it. This is also
Why can the Holy Lord only make the decision to fight to the death?
Today is the last day of the three-year period. The seal can no longer hold up for long, and the monster will break out soon.
"It seems that Protector Zhuo finally failed to realize the power of the spear in the last year. It seems that we can only rely on us!"
Zhuo Wen did not come out today. The Holy Lord knew that Zhuo Wen might not have successfully understood the power of the spear, so one can imagine the disappointment in his heart.
"Lord Holy Lord, you even spent all your efforts to help Zhuo Wen, but in the end, that kid didn't realize the general trend of the world at all, and he is a waste!"
The expressions of the guardians on the left and right were a little ugly. Zhuo Wen had not come out yet. They knew that it was almost impossible to rely on Zhuo Wen, so they couldn't help but curse.
The Holy Lord shook his head, and when he was about to speak, a violent vibration came...