The eyes of Han Ye and the others were attracted, and when they saw the actions of the Mingyan Army, they suddenly realized something.
"So that's how it is!" Han Ye showed an expression of crying and laughing at the same time.
He kept yelling and begging here, but it was of no avail.
That's because he, or those monks who grew up in Xiuxian Continent, are too self-righteous.
In their minds, they always feel that cultivators are the most important, and mortals are just a burden in this calamity of the heavens.
As everyone knows, mortals are the key to turning defeat into victory.
And this point, only the Mingyan Army who came from the Yanwu Continent, had been a mortal, and experienced being despised by monks, could deeply understand it.
Han Ye gritted his teeth and was about to make an announcement, but he heard Chang Lao shouted loudly before him: "All the Jiyu army has an order, come with me to protect the mortals!!"
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On the other side, the defending champion who was pulled back from the edge of the death line by Muyan's Kagurashi skill also stood up staggeringly.
"General, your injury can't be moved now..."
Wei Mian waved away the hands of the people beside him, coughed twice, and said: "Nowadays, human beings live or die, and it doesn't matter whether they are hurt or not, cough cough cough... All Xiaoyao Army obey orders and protect mortals at all costs!!"
His hoarse and weak voice was released along with the deep and sea-like spiritual consciousness, resounding in everyone's mind.
"My Xiaoyao Army is the force under Miss, and it is our bounden duty to protect Miss's people!"
"I'm going to take Miss's place, town the mountains and rivers in all directions, and keep the homeland safe!!"
The Xiaoyao Army, which was originally scattered and fighting the ghosts, slowly gathered together.
The hesitation in his eyes gradually turned into firmness.
A shout resounded through the sky: "Town the mountains and rivers in all directions, keep the homeland safe!! Kill!!!"
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"Our Qingcheng Army and Liangchen Army are also Ye Dashen's most loyal supporters. Are we going to lose to them?"
With a twitch in the corner of Xiao Yunchuan's mouth, he said to Chu Tianyou beside him.
But the hand holding the folding fan tightened tightly.
Chu Tianyou's steady voice came from beside his ear: "Of course not!"
Xiao Yunchuan slowly loosened his clenched hands, with a bright smile on his face.
"Then what are you waiting for, let's go, let's protect our great god, no, our god, to protect her people!"
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The power of faith that had dissipated originally poured into Muyan's body continuously.
Let her scarred body begin to heal itself.
But Muyan's condition is worse than before.
Her eyes couldn't help but cast her eyes on the battlefield below.
Even at such a distance, she saw familiar figures fall to the ground one after another.
Blood, stumps, pain, despair.
There are also memories of the past, flashing across her mind one by one.
She has already made up her mind to kill Mo Qingshan first, and ignore everything.
But when things came to an end, it was still like a needle pricking my heart.
These people are not her subordinates, and they cannot be summed up by a cold sentence of Heaven's people.
These are friends and partners who accompany her through times of weakness and loneliness.
It was the family members she couldn't help.
The sound of the piano changed unconsciously.
Dots of light fell from the sky to the bottom.
However, at this moment, the Qingming Sword in Mo Qingshan's hand suddenly roared and pierced through her chest.
In a critical situation, Muyan turned her body, Qingming sword brushed past her heart.
But it also caused her to be seriously injured, and blood flowed out from the huge blood hole in her chest.