A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1952: The Great Dream Sword Realm
in the hall.

Someone chose to practice the "Taishang Dayun Sword Sutra" without hesitation, and began to ask the statue-like creature questions without any hesitation.

Life couldn't get any worse. Even if it was another dead end, at least I could face different risks.

Some people are hesitant.

Someone sighed, thought of his parents, wife and children, and left here sadly, letting his dreams and memories here be forgotten, and was willing to die.

……

Jiang Ding sat in the real Anyun Protectorate Hall and did not care about the choices of these Qi-cultivating monks.

Because, in front of him, there were tens of thousands of dream-like crystal balls at the same time, and in each dream crystal ball there were ten thousand Qi training geniuses, and similar things were happening to them.

They are just Qi training geniuses, and there are only a few of them every twenty years. Aren’t they too few?

There are billions of living creatures in the world, born and dying at will. Since ancient times, there has never been a lack of geniuses, only a lack of opportunities. As long as there is an opportunity and the external environment is suitable, living creatures will show shocking resilience.

"The Great Dream Sword Realm..."

Jiang Ding watched the operation of this dream world.

Hundreds of millions of Qi training geniuses live, think, and communicate in it. Many of them have already begun practicing, and this dream world is still orderly.

This Great Dream Sword Realm is based on the weeds that are spread across the various worlds in the universe. It uses the spiritual herbs born from every billion weeds as the hub, constantly connecting and transforming, and drawing heavily on the soul cloud technology of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass clan, the six reincarnation technology of the human race, and the immortal gate's Taixu Illusionary Realm technology, and finally formed the Dream Sword Realm.

At present, within the scope of a community in the universe, real-time communication below the level of Hedao can be achieved, while communication above the level of Hedao will have a delay of more than one second.

The administrator of this Great Dream Sword Realm server is Jianling Yunri.

Through these means, without the suppression of the Supreme Being, Da Ri Jian Zi can already achieve a general monitoring of the community of the Fallen Immortal World, and can be said to be a true controller.

The sons of the Dao and gods of the Wood God League and the Heavenly Dao League are fighting fiercely, but in fact they are fighting for something that is impossible to obtain.

"But these living beings are still too noisy."

"Son of God, you should die."

"Michiko, you should submit to me and work for me, or you will die as well."

Jiang Ding took a step forward and walked towards the battlefield where both sides were fighting fiercely.

……

The Fallen Immortal Liu family.

This is the Shenmu Polar Region, one of the twelve polar regions. After it was seized by many sons of gods from the Wood God Alliance, the Qing Emperor’s Divine Court was established.

The Divine Court turned the surrounding realms and many worlds into the land of the gods. Countless powers of faith and incense were born from it, and countless devout souls poured in here, forming wooden armored divine soldiers and generals. Countless wooden rules shone brightly in the sky and on the earth.

Boom!

Rumble…

But such a sacred Shinto land has turned into a dangerous battlefield!

A large formation composed of countless celestial beings, Hedao, and Lianxu monks, under the control of seven human Taoists in the world, bombarded the Qing Emperor's Divine Court below, smashing the army of wooden armor divine soldiers and generals, and defeating the Qinglin Goddess and other gods, forcing them to retreat step by step and hide in the Divine Court to barely resist.

But even so, the Qingdi Divine Court was also somewhat shaky after years of attacks, and the Divine Court, the core of the Shinto, began to waver.

"Ha ha!"

"In another five thousand years at most, this divine palace will be conquered!"

Surrounded by many Dao disciples, Saint He Huan said in a heroic manner: "Who said that the immortal sects of the human race always attack each other? We can also cooperate sincerely and fight against foreign enemies together."

"When we are united, what are the gods and slaves worth?" "The human race will rise again!"

At this moment, the enchanting and beautiful girl exudes a suffocating sacred glow, as if she is a saint in human history, leading the human race to break the cruel tyranny of alien races, fighting for the right to survive for the human race, and being remembered by history. She has a fatal attraction that makes people unable to take their eyes away.

The eyes of many Taoists flashed, and their Taoist hearts were actually stirred.

They had to admit that when combined with the great cause of humanity, even the Saint of the Holy Land of Hehuan became sacred. Filth and cleanliness coexisted, lust and holiness coexisted, and there was a kind of beauty that drove people crazy.

'She is even more dangerous.'

Huanghuo Jianzi whispered, his fighting spirit rising.

Out of the righteousness of the human race as a sword cultivator, he was willing to follow the Holy Maiden Hehuan and many Taoist disciples to encircle and kill the Son of God. He was still young and not as cold-blooded as his master and the others. He was willing to pay for the interests of the race.

However, when the Sons of God die, the Wildfire Swordsman will fight for his own sword path, challenging any Son of Dao who is powerful enough to fight a sacred sword duel.

The Taoists around have different thoughts.

But under the will of the two seventh-step Nirvana masters, he did not reveal any opinions.

The murderous aura blocked all directions.

In the Qing Emperor's Divine Court, the Qinglin Saintess, the Tianlie God Son and other godsons gathered together and sensed that the situation was not good.

"Everyone, we can't hold on any longer."

"We must break out and wait for the right opportunity, or wait for the rescue of the Son of God from outside."

Saint Qinglin said with an unpleasant expression.

There was no internal conflict among the human Taoists who encountered them this time. Instead, they united together to surround and kill them.

This is different from previous battles!
Obviously, as the situation of the human race gradually worsened, the idea of ​​racial justice gradually emerged in the hearts of many human strongmen. Many people gradually shifted the first-order enemies from their own people to foreign races. This race that dominated the endless starry sky encountered an external crisis and began to gradually recover.

It was not like this in the past. As the strongest force in the endless starry sky, the human race inherited the afterglow of the Wanfa Immortal Dynasty. Even if the Wanfa Emperor Heaven was breached, it was many princes and powerful gods and demons who broke through it together.

Although the human race is scattered, it is still the strongest force. They have been fighting each other for billions of years. From the beginning to the end, their mortal enemy is always another human. It is always another human who destroys and kills them. This has formed a memory inertia.

And now, this memory inertia is beginning to change.

This development made many Sons of God feel a chill in their hearts.

"Of course we have to break through."

"This is inevitable."

The Son of Heavenly Hunter laughed and disagreed with Saint Qinglin's point of view: "It is true that the strong men of the human race have begun to have racial justice thoughts, but it is completely impossible to truly form a force that is as powerful as one's own arm and everyone is united."

"This son of God dares to assert that if we attack any of the disciples fiercely and put them in a life-or-death crisis, this alliance will definitely have problems."

"You can wait and see."

"Good, that's it."

"Breakout!"

The gods around him nodded and said no more.

This breakout and fight is also a test for these sons of God. If someone flees from the battlefield or is afraid to fight, it will be a devastating blow.

Everything depends on the awareness, will and ability to cooperate of both parties.

Every person and every god is afraid of death. In this situation, the side with stronger will, stronger organization, and less fear of sacrifice will win.

(End of this chapter)