Liu Xun was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled indifferently without any explanation. After a short while, he became friends with Li Changjiang and others.
"After we repel the enemy this time, we will immediately abandon the concept of good and evil. From now on, we will be friends and brothers when we meet again!"
"That's right. This concept has imprisoned us in the Southern Region for too long. Today I realized that we are all from the same Chinese lineage. Why should we kill each other?"
"Haha... Well said, drink!"
The disciples of Tiancan Sect and the six sects were gathered together drinking. At this time, they had let go of their hatred.
"Oh... If only life could remain as it was when we first met!" Just then, Yan Chong walked behind Liu Xun and patted him on the shoulder.
Liu Xun smiled calmly and said, "I never thought that when we were dying... you and I would die together. What a pity. We don't know where Diyi, Mengyao and Shimeng are! We don't know if they are safe."
"Why don't you leave? In your opinion, these three days are enough to reach the Central Region, right?" Yan Chong gave Liu Xun a complicated look and asked softly.
"What about you? Why don't you leave? Don't say it's useless. Now I want to leave... I can't leave!" Liu Xun sighed. At this point, he smiled calmly and continued: "In fact, sometimes, I..."
"Woohoo!..."
Before Liu Xun finished speaking, a horn sounded all around, followed by the sound of war drums. The faces of all the monks present changed!
It's started! Liu Xun's expression changed, and he ran forward with a serious face. Yan Chong frowned and followed behind Liu Xun!
It was so sudden, everything happened so suddenly, no one could have predicted that things would happen so suddenly!
"BOOM!..."
All kinds of sounds descended like thunder, and powerful pressures penetrated directly into the entire southern region. Countless dense human figures could be seen in the black clouds, and each figure had a terrifying murderous aura!
"How... can we fight this?" The monks from the Southern Region of Tiancan Sect were all soaked in cold sweat. How can we fight this? How can we fight this battle? The two sides were not at the same level at all.
Liu Xun gritted his teeth and stared at the figure in the void with sharp eyes. Although he was mentally prepared, he still broke out in a cold sweat. The gap was too big, just like that time in the history of the Earth, they had cannons and we had swords!
"There is no cultivator in China who will surrender without fighting! They would rather die in battle than live in humiliation! Fight! Fellow countrymen!" Liu Xun shouted angrily to the sky, and turned into a ray of blood light that rushed into the sky. The Qilin Thorn behind him suddenly came out of its sheath like a blood dragon!
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" In the Tiancan Sect, countless Chinese monks rose into the air. At this time, they had no sect, no surname, but they had a common name... China. They had a common sect and home... China!
Some monks' bodies were trembling, while others' backs were soaked with cold sweat, but there was no sign of slowing down in their movements.
Face death with equanimity! Every Southern Region cultivator had an extremely determined look in their eyes, and they couldn't control the trembling of their bodies, because this was the suppression of their realm, and they couldn't resist it.
But they used their eyes to show that they were not afraid, and China was not afraid either!
Maybe they will die, maybe they will not be remembered by the world after their death, but they have no regrets and are determined to use their blood to tell the truth in their hearts: China will win!
This is a belief, a faith, and even more an obsession. The densely packed Chinese monks almost cover the entire starry sky.
A middle-aged man with golden hair and blue eyes in the black cloud frowned slightly, looked towards the Central Region of Zhongzhou and said slowly: "It seems that they have given up here. Leave a hundred people to destroy this place, and the rest of you follow me."
The blond middle-aged man pointed at the Chinese monks in the void, and instantly thousands of monks' bodies exploded. Liu Xun's face changed drastically when he saw this. The gap was too big. Just one finger could cause such horror!
Following a pointing of the blond middle-aged man, everyone stopped. Chinese monks were not afraid of death, but no one could bear such a miserable death.
The blond middle-aged man was too strong. Compared with him, the cultivators in the Southern Region were like the difference between an ant and a dragon.
The blond middle-aged man glanced at the monks and led countless black shadows towards Zhongzhou. Only a hundred figures were left in the black cloud.
At this moment, Yan Chong suddenly moved, and the golden leaf mark on his forehead flashed, and turned into a real flame. He focused his eyes slightly, pointed at the hundreds of figures in the black cloud, and shouted: "Mu Yan, three thousand worlds!"
As Yan Chong finished his words, a golden flame suddenly appeared around him. The flame spread across the entire southern starry sky and instantly enveloped the hundreds of black shadows.
"Huh? Earth-level magical powers? I didn't expect that there would be such a person among this group of ants!" The middle-aged man with blond hair felt Yan Chong's fluctuation, then looked back and exclaimed in surprise.
The words of the blond middle-aged man echoed throughout the entire southern region. Liu Xun naturally heard them, but he frowned, puzzled. Earth-level magical power? What did that mean
Qilin Ci knew Liu Xun's confusion and immediately asked, "How did you cultivate to this point? Didn't I tell you that magical powers are divided into three levels?"
Liu Xun was slightly stunned when he heard this, but his face still showed confusion. After a moment, Qilin Ci sighed and continued: "According to my observation, there are very few people in China who can comprehend magical powers on their own now."
"You must remember that ancient magical powers are divided into three levels. The most common is the human-level magical power, which is the top magical power in your current world. However, there are also differences among human-level magical powers."
"The top human-level magical power?" Liu Xun's eyes flashed with confusion when he heard this.
"The magical powers in this world are all inherited from our ancestors, not learned by ourselves, so we cannot exert their full power at all. At most, we are at the peak of the human level. Of course, after the magical powers are integrated, this restriction will be broken."
"The magical power that boy just released was an earth-level magical power, but what puzzles me is that this boy's sect is just a small sect that is dispensable. How could he comprehend a second magical power?"
Liu Xun narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and thought to himself: "Maybe Yan Chong is gifted."
Qilin Ci cursed inwardly, and then retorted: "Supernatural powers have nothing to do with talent, but this guy is quite interesting. Maybe when I have a complete memory, I can tell you the answer!"
Liu Xun looked at the hundreds of black shadows trapped by the golden flames and said slowly: "I said, can you change your reason next time? It's the same reason every time. By the time you have a complete memory, the world will have ended long ago, right?"
"..." Qilin Ci was silent. He realized that as long as he could not give Liu Xun a clear answer, this guy would mock him in disguise. (To be continued)