"As a human being, if you don't even have the courage to protect your homeland, can you still be considered a human being?"
Some people murmured to themselves, looking hesitant.
Some people even said in a confused tone: "What have we done in these years?"
What did you do?
This is what many monks want to ask.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that they have done a lot. Whenever there is a calamity, they come to fight on the battlefield outside the territory.
But if you really talk about it, it feels like they didn't do anything.
At least, they did not have the courage to go to the tiger mountain and rush into the demonic tide to save others, even though they knew there was a tiger in the mountain.
Not to mention the courage to not fear life and death and work together to drive the demons out of the battlefield.
At this moment, the childish voice of Ji Yang who had asked the question sounded again: "Ancestor, we are born to be human beings, and our disciples must do it for themselves and for the world!"
After that, a young man with tender shoulders and a thin body rushed out from the crowd. He raised his sword and rushed towards the demonic tide!
Seeing this situation immediately made the eyes of cultivators heat up.
They have been at ease for so long that they are no longer as good as children?
The numb mentality of the cultivators was once again shocked, and they were almost ashamed of themselves.
Seeing that Ji Yang was about to rush into the demonic tide, suddenly, a white silk ribbon rushed out from the slanting thorn, and caught him off guard, and quickly dragged him back.
This sudden change suddenly interrupted the cultivators' newly aroused emotions.
Looking along Bai Ling, I saw the Purple Frost Goddess standing in the wind, her snow-white fairy clothes fluttering wantonly.
She took back the white silk, lowered her head and nodded slightly to the stunned Ji Yang: "It is not your turn to protect this world, a little monk who has not even become a true immortal. If the sky falls, naturally there should be someone taller to carry it!"
After saying that, the Purple Frost Goddess tapped her toes, and the white silk was flying, like an arrow off the string, and she was speeding towards the demonic tide in the sky.
The young man was left in a daze, his eyes following her back excitedly, and his mouth was filled with unspeakable words.
There were many shadows of the Purple Frost Goddess, but her cold voice was still left in the air: "We monks were born and raised in this world, but we don't even have the courage to resist the evil spirits that invade this world. Isn't it ridiculous!"
Isn’t that ridiculous?
Ridiculous indeed!
There are so many of them, but not even one female monk has the courage, how can they be worthy of being called real monks!
"Goddess, wait a minute, slave!"
Suddenly, a crisp voice shouted urgently, and then a slender figure pulled away from the crowd and rushed towards the demonic tide!
Anyone with knowledge will recognize that this is Yulian, the maid of the Purple Frost Goddess.
However, even such an immortal maid with no freedom of identity can rush into the tide of demons without hesitation.
Is it possible that they, such strong and self-respecting people, are not as good as an immortal maid?
At this moment, countless monks were blushing and their hearts were boiling!
The followers of the Purple Frost Goddess were all excited beyond words.
"Haha, she is indeed the goddess that I follow. She has the mind of an immortal and the righteousness of a chivalrous person. What kind of saint of joy is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the goddess of heaven!"
"Bah! Can you speak?"
"That's right, how can you compare that kind of thing with the Goddess? I'm not afraid of ruining the Goddess's reputation!"
"I said, why are you arguing here? Shouldn't you just follow the goddess to kill the enemy? Is it worth it for a little thing?"
A word to remind the person in your dream!
At that moment, the followers of Purple Frost Goddess ignored the quarrel and took out their magic weapons one after another, shouting: "Don't be afraid of Goddess Goddess, I'll be here soon!"
There were quite a few of these followers, and they rushed towards the demonic tide in a swarm, and the crowd suddenly became empty.
At this moment, the Saint of Joy who was hiding among the crowd was revealed.
At this time, the Saint of Joy was looking at the direction where the Purple Frost Goddess was leaving with an ashen expression on her face, her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison.
She hated the Purple Frost Goddess to death in her heart, and was just thinking about how to take revenge. Suddenly, all the cultivators turned around, just in time to take in the full view of her ferocious face!
"Bah! This is the so-called saint of a sect. She has a narrow vision and is full of aura of dust. Don't mention her in front of the emperor in the future!"
An old man with white beard and hair and a majestic face was spitting heavily at the junior in front of him.
The look of anger on her face was as if the Saint of Joy had a deep hatred for him.
The junior monks in front of him were obedient and did not dare to refute at all.
Hearing this, the monks who were watching couldn't help but take a deep breath.
For no other reason than because of the identity of this old man, he is the former emperor of the Dahe Empire and the grandfather of the current emperor of Dahe, Qi Guang!
The Da'e Empire is now a top empire with great momentum, and no one dares to ignore it.
It is much more powerful than the desperate Da Cang Empire.
As Qi Guang was the newly appointed emperor, his words naturally carried great weight.
However, what he said can be understood by many people.
Every country probably hates a witchy concubine like Chen Houer.
Naturally, they are very hostile to the Hehuan Sect who trained Chen Houer.
Qi Guang glanced at the Saint of Joy coldly and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze? Follow me to kill the enemy!"
After that, the majestic aura on his body burst out, like a truly awakened lion, holding a big seal, roaring and charging into the demonic tide!
"'His! Quasi-Saint Dao Lord!"
"'It is indeed a top empire, much better than Nalao Shenzi Da Cang. The Hehuan Sect's eyes are really not that good."
"Let's go, let's follow Emperor He to kill the enemy!"
"Let's go together! Today, the old Taoist should use some of his spare energy and be a real person for once!"
The number of people around her gradually decreased, but at this time, the Saint of Joy could not feel it at all.
Her nose was already crooked with anger!
But she didn't dare to say anything!
The look Qi Guanglin gave her just now when he left made her feel cold all over.
At that moment, she truly saw death coming from Qi Guang's eyes!