Chapter 1302: You don't speak credit

Chapter 1302: You don't speak credit

  Chapter 1302 You are not trustworthy [Add three more monologues for the silver lord]

The method of self-destruction has always only appeared as a last resort for relatively weak and helpless enemies. The Demon Race side clearly has the upper hand, whether it is military strength, comprehensive strength, or other aspects, but they just follow the example of the Dao League. It would be a wave of self-detonation at every turn, and the Daomeng defenders were caught off guard and unable to defend themselves.

  Faced with such a heavy-handed offensive, Tianlang Mountain is in jeopardy, it may fall at any time.

  The Huo Taoist over there has sent out a messenger and is rushing over here.

   "At most, I can only persist for three more days. Ashamed, the task of one month can't be completed. It's a pity that I can't eliminate the evil in this life."

   These are the original words of Taoist Huo, and also a suicide note, the final farewell.

   There is no anger or despair, very calm, and no words of concern for the safety of the brothers here.

   It's just a notification in a straightforward manner.

   Three days, at most three days later, our side will be unable to stop it.

   Get ready!

  …

  On the Tianlang Mountain at the other end.

  Huo Taoist stands in front of the pass, watching the fierce battle outside the pass!

  With a radius of thousands of miles, the corpses have already piled up very thickly, including fighters from the Dao League and warriors from the Demon Race.

  The blood is soaring.

  The other side has started a fire, burning the corpses.

  But the demons don’t care about corpses or plagues. Almost all the corpses that fall on the demons are eaten...

   That is, the battlefield that is being fought, there is no time to eat, otherwise...

   "How many people are still in the mainland behind?" Huo Daoist looked at the beacon smoke in front of him, his eyes were a little confused, and asked softly.

   "Roughly estimated, there are about 700 million or 800 million people who have not evacuated... Here, they are still fighting, and they can still be maintained. There are still countless people left, sending supplies to the front line, and rewarding the army..."

  A heavenly king behind him lowered his head, with an indescribably complex expression on his face.

  In fact, the ones who didn’t leave were more than 700 to 800 million?

   This number is far exceeded.

   "Hehe... Reward the army..." A mocking smile appeared on the face of Daoist Huo.

   Rewarding the army was once an extremely honorable act, especially the rewarding army who went to the battlefield in person, showing even more friendship!

  But the reward army in this era has long lost its original meaning.

  If it was an ancient war, there would be no special things like flying to the sky or space rings... Rewarding the army is of great significance, and it is enough to stimulate the morale of the soldiers.

  But now in the Gaowu period, everyone who participates in the war is a practitioner, a martial artist.

  What kind of army do ordinary people need to reward?

   What kind of food is sent is useless!

The star soul jade used by high-level warriors for cultivation, the high-grade star soul jade is just a start, and in the homes of ordinary people who generally do not know martial arts, a piece of low-grade star soul jade is not only a family heirloom, but also a treasure that shows the family background... The gap between them has already exceeded ordinary people Cognition is too much.

"The so-called reward army is just these ordinary people looking for a comfort in their hearts... They don't want to leave, they don't want to give up anything, but they want to use the method of reward army to lock the soldiers in the moral barrier. On the commanding heights, forcing them to fight to the death...hehe..."

  Huo Taoist is old and sophisticated, and his heart is like a mirror at this moment.

  What he thought and said were exactly the thoughts of those who did not leave.

   "If I want to leave, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, and I can go if hundreds of millions of lives are waiting to be killed; if I want to stay, I can stay with no one behind me! This little trick, used on me, is a joke!"

A heavenly king beside him had chapped lips and begged, "Patriarch, you and Yunzu, let's go! We stay here, and the war will continue as usual...For the sake of the foundation of our Dao League, I beg you, Patriarch, please go away! "

  All the soldiers knelt down at the same time: "Old Ancestor, let's go! Please! For the Daoist League!"

   What the Heavenly King of the Dao League said makes sense. The Seven Swords of the Dao League are the pinnacle of the Dao League, the pillar of the sky, and it is the luck of the Dao League that gathers.

  Even if too many other members of the Daomeng have fallen, as long as the Seven Swords of the Daomeng are still there, with everything in place, the luck of the Daomeng will be complete.

But once one of the seven swords falls, the luck of the Dao League will no longer be complete. If both Huoyun and Dao fall in this battle, the luck of the Dao League will be greatly weakened, but how can it survive this catastrophe? Middle deposit.

"Walk?"

   Taoist Huo and Taoist Yun chuckled, and the two brothers looked at each other, both smiling.

   "Go, you can go at any time, but once you lose this face, in this life, the seven brothers will never be able to hold their heads up again."

  The faces of the two were full of kindness, and they looked at the wolf smoke ahead with a smile.

   "Yun, when you ... designed to deal with Zuo Xiaoduo, were you ever ashamed? Regretted?"

"No." Taoist Yun smiled calmly: "After all, I have never admitted it. I still understand the reason why people would rather not be seen by others. Until the day I talked to Zuo Changchang, but at that time... Zuo Chang You can't hit me anymore...hehe..."

   "Hehe, small belly."

   "Yes, I am short-sighted. This problem of jealousy seems to be brought from the womb. I really have no choice."

   Taoist Yun smiled and said: "However, after all, I didn't do anything wrong. Thinking about it now, I'm glad. I should thank me at that time. I hesitated."

  Huo Daoist smiled: "That's right. At that time, I only lost a few Feitians. I felt strange. To deal with Zuo Changchang's son, even if you and Feng personally go out, it may not be safe."

   "But after all, it's still the same. Whoever makes the move is the same."

   Taoist Yun sighed softly: "Hesitation is hesitation, but at that time, I really didn't want that kid to survive."

  He took a heavy breath and said, "This is the truth."

   "I get it, totally get it."

  Huo Taoist smiled warmly.

   Taoist Yun smiled wryly: "But I said that I am lucky, and it is true. If it was really successful at that time... I am afraid that today's battle will not even be fought."

  The Huo Taoist who said this was silent for a while, and then said lightly after a long time: "If you can succeed...even if you fight today's battle, I'm afraid you...may not be able to participate in the battle, or maybe the demons don't need to work so hard."

   Taoist Yun coughed violently and smiled wryly.

   "Maybe it's the imminent death, but I think of the past from time to time. In this life, I have done a lot of wrong things."

Yun Dao said humanely: "Since I was young, I was narrow-minded, competitive, short-sighted, only looking at the present; selfish, thinking that it is great to do my best for the people of the Dao League, and lightly ignore small mistakes for the sake of righteousness... Now that I think about it, this life It's actually a small mistake everywhere, and it's all irony, how absurd."

  Huo Daoist stared into the distance, and said in a sleepy voice: "I don't know if the demon ancestor Luohu, there will be a day like ours... Will he also feel... His life is actually very absurd?"

   For a long while, neither of them spoke again, and they faced each other in silence.

  The sky is getting darker a little bit, and the demons have already gained the overall upper hand at this moment. Overcoming the difficulties in front of them is just a matter of time, at most three days, and this hurdle will be broken!

  The wind howled.

  Brothers of tens of thousands of years looked at each other and smiled.

   "You first, or me first?"

   "Let me go first."

   "Well, remember to wait for me, take a step slowly."

"must."

  The tragic final battle finally started.

   Huoyun and Yun led the remaining 6 million Daomeng troops, determined to risk their lives and try their best to delay.

   In the next three days and three nights, there was not a second of rest!

  The demons have already seen the dawn of victory at this moment, they will not slack off in the slightest, and all their forces will be aggressively pressed, just want to take down Tianlang Mountain in one go!

  The demons all over the mountains and plains broke through from multiple directions, forming a four-sided siege to the Dao League army.

  Yes, there are already many demon armies that have invaded the inland, and the clouds of demons are billowing, the sky is filled with smoke, screams, curses, one after another, and disappear one after another...

  In the middle of the night on the third day, Daoist Yun fought with swords, shouting and fighting fiercely. He didn't see the demeanor of a Taoist master, but more like a demon **** descended from the world, and the killing was futile.

  Beside him, there was no one there.

  The army of the Dao League has already lost all their casualties by this point in the battle, and the three heavenly kings also blew themselves up to death one after another!

  He was the only one left to fight desperately, with his sword shining freely, and he was invincible. He fought **** roads in the dense demon army, but was filled by more demons...

  Countless demon powerhouses charged back and forth one after another...

  Although Taoist Yun is a giant of the world, the pinnacle of this world, but manpower is sometimes poor, and he has already exhausted himself at this time, and the sky-replenishing stone that Zuo Changlu gave him has already been consumed into powder.

  He keeps getting injured, keeps recovering, keeps getting hit hard, gets hurt again...

  The powerful demons are hidden in the army, constantly attacking.

   Taoist Yun was very unwilling.

  He knew his life was at an end, and his only wish now was to find a Demon Lord and die with him.

  He didn't want to just leave like this, it was too inconsistent with his status as the pinnacle of the world.

   But this wish is obviously delusional at this point.

At this time, after experiencing too many self-destructions by members of the Dao League, the demons of the demon race have become more and more aware of the timing of the self-destruction offensive. At this moment, there will be no demon king who is stupid Come face to face, to fulfill the opponent's last wish...

   Not even a demon **** will come a little closer.

a faraway place…

   "Brother! So I was the first!"

   A heroic laugh still shook the sky.

  An earth-shattering explosion shook the earth, and even the Heroic Soul Pass, which was rarely damaged so far, was blasted by the shocking power, and countless criss-cross gullies appeared on the ground.

  Fire Taoist, blew himself up!

Daoist Yun swung his sword wildly, and the demons around him fell one by one, with blood flying, tears streaming down his face, and he laughed loudly: "Old bastard, you agreed to be me first, you don't keep promises! You don't keep promises!" !"

   "Don't go too far! Wait for me, wait for me!"

   Taoist Yun mustered his last breath of vitality, burst out, and rushed towards the place where the demon army was most dense.

   "Boss, I'm sorry... I really can't last a month!"

  ...

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  (end of this chapter)