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Chapter 1323 War needs spirit!

Seventh Mountain and Sea, three of the four stars surrounding the Seventh Mountain have collapsed and become countless fragments, turned into storms, and turned into dust.

The only star that still exists at this moment is called Hulao.

At this moment, on this Hulao star, Yu Wenjian and the tens of thousands of remaining monks in the entire Seventh Mountain and Sea are engaged in a life-and-death battle with those alien races.

The fighting was raging, and the sound of roaring and self-destructing echoed from time to time. It was so brutal that the whole world turned red. The cruelty and madness of those alien races, and their natal magical powers, formed a sea of ​​black fire, passing through the sky, burning everything.

Even on the Hulao Star, cracks appeared on the ground at this moment. The cities and all living beings on this star were trembling, and a feeling of doom emerged in the minds of every living being.

The sky seems to be collapsing, fighting is everywhere, and there seems to be no other communion between the monks and the aliens except life and death!

Yu Wenjian is not the strongest person among the tens of thousands of monks, but his status gives him a great say in this place. At this moment, he is leading a group of monks and they are fighting by.

His body was covered in blood, his clothes were blood-colored, he had many scars, and his eyes were already covered with thick bloodshot eyes. He looked vaguely ferocious.

But behind this ferociousness, there is sadness and despair.

"You are born as a man of the mountains and seas, and you die as a ghost of the mountains and seas!" Yu Wenjian looked up to the sky and laughed. When the voice came out, all the monks here roared at the same time, with an even stronger murderous intention. They would kill the aliens even if they all died together.

They have no way out... The entire Seventh Mountain and Sea, thanks to the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, has completely fallen. They watched the three stars among the four main stars collapse one by one, watched countless sentient beings being sacrificed in blood, and watched the Seventh Mountain and Sea step by step.

They have step by step and become a foreign camp, and they have reached the extreme level of grief and anger.

It seems that the reason they are still alive now is because they still have a breath of life and want to kill one more alien!

During the roar, Yu Wenjian spurted out blood. In front of him, a foreign Taoist sneered, with contempt, and came like lightning. During the hand seal with his right hand, the black fire spread, forming a big mouth, and swallowed Yu Wenjian.

Come.

Yu Wenjian smiled miserably. The previous times when the Dao realm appeared, they were restrained by the Seventh Mountain and Sea Dao realm. But this time, they suffered heavy casualties. They were about to be exterminated. Facing the coming foreign Tao realm, Yu Wenjian's eyes

Showing his madness, he was about to choose to self-destruct at any cost.

Even all the monks around him are like this. They all have red eyes. One person's self-destruction may not be able to do anything to the Dao realm, but if there are ten people, a hundred people, or a thousand people!

After all, the accumulation of quantity can turn into a power that even the Taoist realm is shocked.

The foreigner's Taoist realm shrank his eyes and frowned. Just when he was about to make a move, suddenly, an earth-shattering consciousness exploded crazily in the surrounding area.

This spiritual consciousness contained murderous intent, hatred, and madness. After roaring past, the alien Taoist opened his eyes wide, looked horrified, and lost his voice.

"Tao..." He only said one word, and his head collapsed with a bang, and his body was directly shattered. Almost at the same time as he died, all the bad aliens on the battlefield screamed in agony, looking horrified.

The body collapsed one by one.

Looking from a distance, it looks like countless blood flowers suddenly bloom on a battlefield in the starry sky...

The remaining aliens were all horrified, with frightened expressions on their faces, and they all retreated. The monks of the Seventh Mountain and Sea were also stunned for a moment, but their hatred was strong. Seeing those aliens retreating, they all rushed out immediately.

Yu Wenjian's body was shaken, but he had no time to think about it at this moment, so he just kept fighting and left.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the battlefield. It was Meng Hao. He moved over. The moment he appeared, he raised his right hand and grabbed it hard.

Immediately, the power of the mountains and seas roared in. Although this power was not much, it could not be used by Meng Hao to fight against the strong men in the Taoist realm. However, for Meng Hao, these aliens who were not Taoist were devastating!

During the roar, an illusory big hand condensed in the starry sky, with an astonishing momentum, setting off endless ripples in the starry sky, and grabbed hard at the place where the aliens were.

With this grab, the starry sky trembled, and cracks appeared one after another. In the blink of an eye, this big hand grabbed the area of ​​the starry sky where the foreign race was located.

Give it a good pinch!

boom!

The screams and roars stopped abruptly at this moment. When the big hand disappeared, everything was wiped out.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and all the Seventh Mountain and Sea monks were stunned. Yuwen Jian turned around and saw Meng Hao's figure behind everyone.

"Meng Hao..." Yu Wenjian looked at Meng Hao with a smile on his face, but this smile was bitter and even more confused.

In this area, no one cheered or cheered for the death of more than 10,000 foreign races. All the monks of the Seventh Mountain and Sea were silent.

Even when they looked at Meng Hao, there was still not much life in their eyes, as if their souls were dead.

They understand that there are so many foreign races in the Seventh Mountain and Sea realm that they cannot be counted. Even if they win this game, the next one...may be the demise of the Seventh Mountain and Sea.

In silence, these monks from the Seventh Mountain and Sea silently raised their fists towards Meng Hao, dispersed one by one, took away the bodies of their compatriots who died on the battlefield, and dispersed the filthy alien blood.

Deathly silence... Meng Hao's heart stung a bit. He looked at these people and saw their actions as if their souls were extinguished.

"Because we have no hope..." Yuwen endured his injuries and came to Meng Hao. Looking at his companions around him, he said bitterly.

"Meng Hao, can we win this battle?" Yuwen Jian was confused. Maybe he was not asking Meng Hao, but wanted an answer that would cheer him up, even if it was a lie...

Meng Hao had seen war in his life, but never like this before. His heart was stinging and shaking. He looked at the tens of thousands of monks from the Seventh Mountain and Sea here and saw their fatigue.

The despair hidden deep in their hearts can also be seen in their hatred of foreign races.

"Fellow Taoists of Mountains and Seas, I am Meng Hao, from the Ninth Mountains and Seas Realm, one of the series!" Meng Hao suddenly spoke. He felt that he had to say something. He felt that there seemed to be a voice in his heart, shouting.

roar.

"I don't know if we can win this war, but I know that at this moment, the Supreme Sea Dream is fighting against the Supreme Alien, right there!" Meng Hao's voice became passionate, and he raised his right hand to point at the end of the starry sky.

"I also know that in the Fourth Mountain and Sea, the Lord of the Fourth Mountain and Sea, Ksitigarbha, is at war with the alien lord!"

"There are also major mountain and sea masters who are also fighting against the alien Taoist clones. Not long ago, Meng trapped the last alien Taoist in the thirty-three places. Even if he does not die, he will not be able to come out for a short time!

"

"I also know that at this moment, I, Meng Hao, am the only free monk who is comparable to the Taoist Master!"

"I don't know whether the war will be victorious in the end, but... the world of mountains and seas will never be wiped out easily!"

"Back then, we in the Supreme Immortal Realm were able to continue, so now, in the Mountain and Sea Realm, we have just started a war, how can we lose hope!!"

At this moment, when Meng Hao was looking at the monks of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, and was shouting in his heart, on the Southern Star of the Ninth Mountain and Sea, the Li family's formation covered all directions, and all the invading alien races were outside this formation.

Letting out a shrill scream, his body collapsed before he could step into the Southern Sky Star, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Blood rained down from the sky. This blood belonged to a foreign race. It contained filth that was very serious for monks. It would not only make the monks uncomfortable, but also make the world dusty. Therefore, it was impossible for them to come before they fell to the ground.

, turned into mist and dissipated in the eyes of the Nantianxing monk.

In the distance, on the mountain peak, Shui Dongliu stood there silently, looking at the sky, with a sense of sadness in his expression that lingered for a long time.

At some point, an ancient boat appeared next to him. The boat was floating in mid-air, invisible to outsiders, as if it... did not exist in the first place.

On the boat, there was an old man sitting cross-legged and meditating, with his back to the world, as if he was also facing the heaven and the earth.

If Meng Hao were here, he would be able to recognize the boat at a glance. He is familiar with the boat, and the old man on the boat is also familiar to him. It was when he was about to die that the tenth ancestor of the Wang family took away his Dao Foundation.

On board the boat.

This boat once took him across the mountains and seas like a dream. From that moment on, Meng Hao's world truly opened up.

It was the old man on the boat who, whether intentionally or unintentionally, eased Meng Hao's injuries and gave Meng Hao a glimmer of hope to survive.

At this moment, the boat was floating in mid-air, in front of Shui Dongliu.

Shui Dongliu stood on the top of the mountain, and the old man on the boat had his back to the world. The two of them clearly didn't have eye contact, but they seemed to be staring at each other.

"Why bother...it is doomed to be hopeless." The vicissitudes of voice slowly came out from the mouth of the old man on the boat. This seemed to be the first time he really spoke. The voice seemed to drift from endless years ago, and with the words

As news spread, he and the boat he was on seemed even more unreal.

Shui Dongliu said nothing, still looking into the distance.

After a long time, the old man in the boat sighed softly, and the boat gradually dissipated and seemed to go away.

Almost at the moment when the old man on the boat left, Shui Dongliu suddenly turned around and stared behind him. Where he was looking, a figure appeared silently.

He was a young man dressed in black. His face was calm and his appearance was ordinary, but there was an astonishing evil aura faintly permeating his body. It was... the one who made Meng Hao learn the Time Footwork... Kill!

He looked at Shui Dongliu coldly, with murderous intent flashing through his eyes.

"I have thought about it for a long time... Why can I come back again when I should have disappeared? When I see you, I have the answer."

"Only once, I will only help you... once!" After the young man in black said this, he took a deep look at Shui Dongliu, turned around and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Shui Dongliu was silent. From beginning to end, he did not speak, until the sky gradually darkened, until night fell, and under the bright moon, his shadow was stretched very long.

"The country is broken by the mountains and rivers, and the country is broken by the mountains and rivers...the choice has been decided long ago." Shui Dongliu murmured softly, and a strange light slowly appeared in his eyes, containing expectation.

"The war between mountains and seas requires the rise of spirit!"——

I'm very tired when I get home, but after a few days of updating, I feel very uncomfortable... Tomorrow, Ergen will break out to thank my brothers and sisters for their understanding of Ergen these days!
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