Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight into eternity, saints fall
"It's a pity that the old saint is old after all and can't burn his life for too long. If he were at his peak, when he was young, he would definitely be able to kill this alien war god easily in an instant. Alas, the years! The last thing I can't allow is this hero.
It's the end of the road!" Li Le looked at the old saint who was gradually losing his strength and looking decayed and dejected, shook his head and said.
"The Lord God of Light has not taken action yet. It seems that there is no suspense about the outcome this time. The old saint sacrificed his life for the human race and died for righteousness. We shall see him off." At this time, the human legion appeared in the sky and knocked.
War drums, millions of human iron troops, made a muffled sound of thunder, resounding through the void, and coldly shouted: "Send off and bury!"
The next moment, a thunderous thunder resounded throughout the world. Almost everyone felt that their ears were deafened, and they were shaken by this terrible sound.
People who are familiar with this scene are also shocked in their hearts. This is a military funeral, the highest funeral ceremony for the entire human army. Only those who have made great contributions to the human race and have made great merits deserve to enjoy such etiquette.
Otherwise, if virtue is not matched, it will arouse the hostility and hatred of powerful people from all walks of life. Not only will it not be able to bless future generations, but it will bring great disaster to their own descendants. Therefore, many people do not dare to be here.
Making a fuss about this kind of thing is nothing more than daring, fear, and fear.
Now, the old saint is bleeding in the nine heavens, staining the endless void with his own blood and the blood of his enemies, dyeing the sky red.
Suddenly, blood rain began to fall from the sky in the human world. All living beings in the human world felt the sadness coming from the sky. They held up the bloody raindrops with their hands. Everyone felt very heavy and felt sadness from it.
Duan Jue looked up at the void above the nine heavens, shouted angrily, and said: "Send the saint away."
The old saint never thought that he would receive such grand treatment after his death. Even if he thought of it, he would probably just laugh it off and not care much. For people like them, what is in their hearts is the righteousness of the human race.
For the sake of the Tao in your heart, as long as you practice the Tao in your heart, then even if you die, you will have nothing to regret.
After all, compared to the short 100 years of ordinary people, they have lived a long enough time. The long years have already made them accustomed to life and death vendettas, the bloody storms in this world, and the hearts of the people.
If the good, evil, beauty and ugliness inside had not been so eternal and unsettled, and had not changed, they would probably not have a moment of peace for the rest of their lives.
After killing the alien war god in front of him, the old saint closed his eyes and recalled the past events in his mind.
It was a small mountain village. A little boy handed a little girl a peach blossom and said with a smile that he would marry you in the future.
Childhood sweethearts, life is like meeting them for the first time.
His will began to blur, his bright soul was gradually dissipating, and many things were forgotten. The bloody storm in the world of practice gradually faded away, leaving only a peach blossom representing the memory of the past. The peach blossom fell to the ground and took root everywhere. In an instant,
A peach forest evolved.
Perhaps it is impossible to forget the past, perhaps it is impossible to forget the past, perhaps this sentence means a lifetime.
The sky and the earth are wailing, the wind is whimpering, and the light rain continues tonight, entering the dream world.
Seeing this scene, Li Le said nothing. There seemed to be an emotion brewing in his heart, but in the end, he never spoke out.
The most beautiful emotions can never be spoken.
It seems that only by being unable to speak can you enjoy the beauty of this kind of love.
The war is still going on. With the departure of the old saint, the entire war continues for thousands of miles in the void. Powerful human war gods throw their heads, shed blood, raise their butcher knives, and transform into angry-eyed kings, just to block these aliens.
intruder.
For these alien invaders, they lost their emotions in order to fight and fight. They are terrible without emotions. After practicing to this place, they cut off their six roots and seven emotions and six desires, and transformed into pure killing.
machine.
They have no feelings, and it seems they have never had any. They only fight in their lives, and fight to the death.
At this time, Li Le had witnessed a lot of heaven-defying secret arts and divine and demonic arts!
These secret techniques are diverse and strange, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely powerful.
When these secret techniques bloom from the void, it is like an extremely grand fireworks show. Colorful fireworks continue to explode from the void, colliding with the most dazzling and bright sparks. It seems that this moment has solidified in an instant.
become eternal.
"boom--"
At this time, the human army was still rushing to the rescue. Tens of thousands of cavalry, in one go, evolved a monstrous military soul of luck. The military soul appeared in the world, suppressing all magical powers and spells, with an attitude that was close to swallowing mountains and rivers.
Brandishing the spear in his hand.
Repair my war spear and kill for nine days.
Repair my war spear and wear the same robe as you.
Repair my war spear, kill the gods and kill the immortals.
A series of terrifying powers gathered together, neatly and uniformly, all gathered on a focal point, and then bloomed in an instant, guiding the country and slaying the immortals and demons.
The army's killings are most indifferent and bloody, without any trace of human emotion. This is because they are born for killing and fighting. Apart from killing, they do not need anything else.
Only in this way can they become "perfect", become a qualified warrior, a god of death who gives death to the enemy.
The god of death roared, and the alien race shed blood. Suddenly, the entire battle situation seemed to change. It seemed that the human race was going to win?
"The heritage of the human race is too terrible. With such a heritage, if the Emperor had not suppressed it, it is estimated that all these dead soldiers of the light would have been buried in this place. Is this the trump card that the human race has kept hidden for so many years? Seriously?
So scary.”
The hidden trump cards and fighting power of the human race shocked the entire alien group. Almost all the nerves in their minds were trembling. An emotion called fear would come to everyone's mind and would not be able to dissipate for a long time.
They have worked hard for so many years and accumulated a lot of strength. They thought they could challenge the dominance of the human race, but they did not expect that these previous ideas were just foolish dreams and unrealistic arrogance.
Once such an idea was born, it was never cut off.
I don't know what happened today, but it seems like it's going to be cut off.
If you live in a corner, you will live in a corner.
They still don't believe it, they don't believe that the human race can remain strong forever.
According to their observations, any powerful race will go downhill. The more powerful, prosperous, and peak it is, the more likely it is to transform into a weak one. And as long as they can seize this transformation, then
The dominance of the human race, haha, I'm afraid it won't be as stable as it is now.