After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

The young man who supported him saw the old man's tears glistening, and couldn't help but lower his head to look at the old man.

"Grandpa Tian?"

"Ugh!"

A group of old friends who came with him are the same as him at this moment.

Tian Shanshi looked at the young man beside him kindly.

The rickety waist slowly straightened up.

He wants to stand up!
Many young people today, tell them these old guys, times have changed!

What they do is useless.

Yes!

Times have changed!

But they don't know that those things are their beliefs!

They don't know that what they are denying is not only that the times have changed, but also what countless people are desperately trying to get!
The younger generation couldn't help being stunned when they saw Tian Shan who was slowly straightening up.

Tian Shanshi straightened his back, he wanted to tell them, tell everyone!

Someone is working hard, someone has not forgotten!
They will also fight to the last moment for their beliefs!
Those children who entered the Fallen God's Small Realm, those children behind them, shouldn't look like teenagers!
They should be hot-blooded!It should be sunny!It should be indomitable but backward!
Let those who claim to be strong, but retreat again and again take a look!Even if their cultivation base is not enough, they will not admit defeat and give up!

It's like he doesn't understand...

He didn't understand what kind of situation a floating world, thousands of worlds, and countless monks had reached. Only one, a few, a group of children who were so young and had a cultivation base of Nascent Soul were needed to go to the battlefield!ah? !The most ridiculous...the most ridiculous are some people, they are still proud of it!Cheeky!I still want to step a few more feet on the back that was so hard to support!

"Children! Don't be afraid, go forward! Across the dark abyss! Even if our bodies are broken, we will be the bridge under your feet!"

The hoarse voice, even a little broken, is powerful!

Tian Shanshi tried his best to speak out what was in his heart with his loudest voice.

The old man tried his best to straighten his back, the old wrinkled skin attached to his bone-only body, revealing the ferocious, fragile meridians like the roots of a giant tree!
Wen Hai held a huge sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"kill!"

For Zhou Lan!For the brothers and sisters!For those descendants who have fallen!For Yunze!For emptying!For the future world of cultivating immortals!

"Kill! Defend Yunze to the death! Defend Pankong to the death! Defend the Dao of our Realm!"

"Defend Yunze to the death! Defend Pankong to the death! Defend the Dao of our world!"

Meteor world

The strong wind whipped up the scorched dust, and the lightning that seemed to tear the sky fell straight on the sacrifice square for the returned people.

"coming!"

A group of elders looked at the dark sky and quickly lined up without hesitation.

They have waited too long for this day!

Even if they can't get out of the body today, they don't hesitate!

Homecoming people!It's not just a way out for the race left by the Fallen Flame Realm!Not just a home for Confucianism cultivators!It is also a destination for those who have Tao and love in their hearts!
"sky!"

"land!"

"mysterious!"

"yellow!"

"Enlightenment!"

The huge stone statue standing on the sacrificial square was as motionless as a mountain under the thunderstorm. …

The countless famous or unnamed spiritual steles behind him were also glowing slightly under the light of the thunder.

"Senior Huo! Please help me!"

Huo Shen didn't talk nonsense, and led Si Qing into the battle quickly.

Lingguang rushed into the bodies of the two with Confucianism.

Huo Shen looked down at Si Qing with gentle eyes.

"Afraid?"

Perhaps this battle will mean undoing and death.

Some people may remember Shen Qingyi, but not Si Qing...

Si Qing shook his head, his eyes were firm, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid! Si Qing is not afraid! Si Qing is waiting for Senior Sister to go home!"

Huo Shen patted Si Qing on the shoulder.

"Okay! We'll wait for your senior sister to come home! When the time comes...your senior sister will definitely like you as a junior."

Si Qing's smile widened.

He also likes Senior Sister!Very long ago!
From the first time we met!
Fallen God Small World
"Ugh!"

Blood stained Shen Qingyi's robe red, and she knelt in the formation, trembling all over.

pain!
She can't hold on any longer!
It hurts so much!
It hurt so much that she wished she could kill herself with a sword!

Confucianism is consumed, the power of merit is dissipated little by little, and the essence and blood are burned little by little!
His hands were firmly dug into the hard ground, his nails turned outward.

The underground magic sources are still spreading outward, and more and more magic sources are being used and entered into the formation.

The light of the formation is getting brighter and brighter, and its power is getting bigger and bigger.

"Oh!"

There was a roaring sound, and the red liquid rising from Moyuan's body infected Shen Qingyi, and also made the eyes of the guardian Fengyi Huanhu tear apart.

"Old Monkey!"

Did the old monkey use himself... to sleep in the depths of Yuanze Peak forever!
The red-feathered seven-headed bird in the sky was covered in blood, and five of the seven heads had been cut off.

The Shenyan tree is still working hard to support this world, and the originally lush trees are also withering little by little.

Their clansmen, those ancient beasts fell one by one, and those monks from the lower spirit realm, they are all working hard!
"Shen Qingyi! Shen Qingyi! Keep going! Shen Qingyi! Don't give up!"

"Open your eyes! Take a look! Take a look at the blood-stained heaven and earth! Take a look at them! They haven't given up yet!"

"Shen Qingyi! We're about to succeed! We're about to succeed!"

"Don't give up! Are you willing to let us work hard for so long... After working hard for so long, just die like this?!"

"Open your eyes and take a look! Your master... your brother, your uncle, your relatives and friends are all insisting!"

Shen Qingyi's head drooped, blood stained the entire formation, and the Wind Wing Huanhu clearly felt that Shen Qingyi's vitality was dissipating little by little!

How could it not dissipate!
He also didn't know that Shen Qingyi's method was to sacrifice himself!Burn Confucianism, burn essence and blood!Sacrificial merit!
Of all these deprived pains, which one is not life worse than death? !

But they cannot retreat!

"Shen Qingyi! Please... I beg you, don't give up! Think about us, think about them... If we give up, our juniors, they...they...they won't be able to stand upright anymore Waist bar!"

Wind Wing Phantom Fox's voice was hoarse, and there was deep despair in his cry.

"Old Monkey!"

Did the old monkey use himself... to sleep in the depths of Yuanze Peak forever!
The red-feathered seven-headed bird in the sky was covered in blood, and five of the seven heads had been cut off.

The Shenyan tree is still working hard to support this world, and the originally lush trees are also withering little by little.

Their clansmen, those ancient beasts fell one by one, and those monks from the lower spirit realm, they are all working hard!
"Shen Qingyi! Shen Qingyi! Keep going! Shen Qingyi! Don't give up!"

"Open your eyes! Take a look! Take a look at the blood-stained heaven and earth! Take a look at them! They haven't given up yet!"