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Chapter 130: Tianjiao battlefield, corpses raining down like rain (the first scene of the big battle, not to be missed)(2/2)

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, corpses strewn across the fields, and blood flowing everywhere!

Countless forbidden weapons are being released, and countless desperate geniuses have chosen to self-destruct and seriously injure their opponents.



In the void, the holy masters of the major holy land families showed ferocious and painful expressions. Too many of their geniuses had died.

Although most of the most outstanding geniuses from each family have not yet participated in the war, the bloody storm and mountains of corpses and seas of blood have already made some holy masters furious.

The Mauryan King, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with eyes as clear as water and without a trace of vicissitudes of life, couldn't bear it. His grandson died, and the first batch of Peacock clan geniuses who participated in the war also died.

"It should stop. This tragedy should not continue." The Mauryan King said.

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect looked at the figures fighting for their lives on the battlefield, their bodies full of Yin-Yang Qi, and said: "But those who survived are stronger, and the road to the future is broader."

"If the genius of the Peacock Tribe is not good enough, you can withdraw and retreat to the edge of the water world. No one will hunt you down. But in the future, don't resent the Peacock Tribe when it is exterminated by the enemy. You have chosen your own path."

The Holy Master of the Palace of Disillusionment said coldly that he didn't care at all about the talented people who had already invested, and it didn't matter if they died in battle.

This is the limitation of a family dominated by blood. Compared with a holy land where geniuses can be selected within the jurisdiction, a family dominated by blood is far behind in the inheritance of geniuses.

Of course, the exception is the Imperial Clan. Their outstanding talents, complete training system, and imperial soldiers make them innately good, and they are also more united than the Holy Land.

The Peacock King frowned, then sighed softly and said: "The core descendants of the Imperial Clan are going to join the war. What do you think?"

The Peacock King did not see any of the core descendants of the Imperial Clan except Yan Ruyu. All that appeared were the ordinary geniuses of the Imperial Clan.

But he knew that when all the Holy Land families in Beidou had joined the war, the core descendants of the Imperial Clan should appear.

"Hmph, just stand and watch. They will also die in the chaotic battlefield." The Holy Master of Miao Yuan said coldly.

She would always remember the time when the Ji family, together with several other imperial clans, robbed the fragments of the emperor's weapons, causing Miao Yuan's reputation to plummet.

At the same time, her views represent the opinions of most of the Holy Lords present. Everyone who participates in the war will be besieged. This battlefield is fair and they also have opportunities. This is one of the reasons why they participated.
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