"Everyone should be clear that the entire Yanwu Continent has now come, no, or rather, the moment of life and death for all human beings and all creatures in this world."
"Our Heavenly Dao is making its last effort to save this world that is about to collapse."
"But in fact, we all know that the chances of winning this battle are too low."
"We have lost too much, relatives, friends, homeland... No matter how hard we try to resist, the only thing waiting for us in the end is death."
"Yanwu Continent, Cultivation Continent, Cultivation Continent... Our civilization of tens of thousands of years is likely to be destroyed in the near future."
Many people couldn't help crying when they defended the title.
The monks hiding in the corner hugged themselves tightly, weeping uncontrollably.
Yes, they also worked hard and fought hard.
But, I really can't win!
They also know that Jun Muyan has tried his best, but they still don't want to die, and they still can't help but resent the Juggernaut for not protecting them.
Why, why did it become like this
Why did all this happen to them
In the low and suppressed cries, the voice of the defending champion came again.
This time his voice was a bit high-pitched: "But, I hope everyone thinks about it, are you really willing to accept your fate like this?"
"Yes, you can choose to hide cowardly, and you can live one more day, one more day. You can also use countless reasons to convince yourself that the war situation has reached this point, and the unnecessary sacrifice is not more than one of you, and one less of you is not enough." few… "
"But you have to remember that every moment in the future, you will watch human beings die in front of your eyes, and watch the entire Yanwu Continent be doomed. From then on, you will have no home, even if you are lucky enough to survive, it will be nothing. Like a bereaved dog, fleeing in the siege of ghosts."
"And human beings will have no hope. Because it is difficult for monks to reproduce. The traces that belong to us, the past glory of these continents, our civilization, our legendary past, and our warm and happy memories will all be lost. It was completely wiped out by the minions of the ghouls and the disaster of heaven."
"No one will ever remember that this place used to be called Yanwu Continent, and no one will ever know that on this continent, there have been emperors of the extreme domain, domain masters of the Nether domain, and there have been amazing talents and stunning beauty, only two years old. Twelve-year-old ruler."
The defending voice was almost hoarse.
"Fellow Daoists from the Immortal Cultivation Continent, I would like to ask your heart at this moment, will you really not regret it by then? Can you really survive alone like a bereaved dog in the ruined homeland?"
"No, you will definitely regret it! Regret why you didn't seize this opportunity, why didn't you risk everything and fight to the death!"
"Yes, there is no chance of winning this battle..."
The defending crown looked up at the shining sun and silver moon above.
The bright and bright moon has been dyed more than half.
Obviously, Muyan is in a tough fight, and she is likely to lose.
And this was the foreseeable ending.
Di Ming Jue and Luo Yunxiao can't kill someone together, how can Miss Jun, a weak girl less than a hundred years old, be able to kill him
Wei Mian thought about it, but a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Yes, hideous because of too much belief.