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Chapter Four hundred and sixty-five: Desire to survive!

The sky is cloudless, Jinshan is like a naked man wearing a low back in the scorching sun, with no sweat to flow, and a cold heart.

People are pressing on thick lead clouds in their hearts, trying desperately to muster up the courage to stand up straight, but they find that no matter how tight their waists are, they can't hide the panic in their souls.

This shouldn't have been the case.

Since the arrival, the magic cultivator has never won such a great victory as today. No, he has never won at all. No matter whether the opponent is Kaba or Luosang, whether it is a single fight or a group fight, the magic cultivator is like a scared child, holding a gun in his hand, and his fingers are trembling as if he can't pull the trigger.

After being trapped in Jinshan, because there was no way out, the monster hunter encountered relatively tenacious resistance and did not want to lose too many people, so he slowed down the attack rhythm and fought the idea of ​​defeating others without fighting. To put it bluntly, it was not that people could not kill people, but that they were worried that they would use their strength to cut people and twist their arms.

The desolate cruel reality of the past formed a mountain-like pressure after the addition. Every demon cultivator unconsciously had a thought in his heart: the monster hunter is invincible!

In today's battle, of course, it was a victory, but the demon cultivators themselves knew that this battle was not only fierce, but also extremely lucky. First of all, self-destruction is not unpredictable. Once the other party is prepared, it is a dream to achieve such a battle next time. In addition, there is another point that the group of demon cultivators who participated in the battle are already half-destroy themselves. If you expect them to use their divine power to create a miracle like today, it is impossible.

The poison of Kingsoft is invisible and intangible and cannot be prevented. When fighting fiercely, you don’t feel it. Once the spirit is relaxed, the magic power of the demon cultivators participating in the battle becomes turbid. It seems like a pot of boiling magma is rushing in their bodies. It is estimated that except for those injured, the other demon cultivators who have not yet suffered any damage will take at least one month to regulate their bodies if they want to restore the best state of Taoism.

There is another premise for this, and the logistics must keep up.

With the determination to join the war with a certain determination, the demon cultivator cannot make himself stronger. As a result, he will be like this. Can it be said to be a victory?

What about the demon cultivator?

Thirty monster hunters, but a fraction of their total number. What's more important is that monster hunters have high-level combat power that they have advantageous, and have never been on the scene at all.

The scene just now was still in front of me. The pressure of only one person made the golden mountain shake the group of cultivators lose their color. Even the supreme leader was injured. Elder Tianyu's mouth of blood not only spit out the little vitality and essence he had left, but also spit out the courage that the demon cultivator had finally plucked up, and was extremely depressed.

But at this time, two things happened at the same time.

First, let the Lord declare in public that the surrendered ones can not only be refined, but also have the opportunity to enter the four starry skyscrapers and embark on a completely different path of cultivation.

Of course, surrender is conditional. You must recognize the master, be enslaved, and be entrusted by others, or even be used as a gun by others. But turn around and think about it. What does the demon cultivator treat the Demon Palace as? Isn’t he the master? So can we think that there is no essential difference between fighting for the Demon Palace and fighting for the Order Lord?

Now, no one will say this. There is sorrow on the mountain of gold, and the feelings of the crowd are still passionate. But who knows whether everyone is thinking, or what?

Compared to the first thing, the second thing is relatively simple. When Shisanlang wrote a letter, he wrote two letters. The meaning of the two letters is actually the same. Because he was worried that the war would affect the spirit ant, Shisanlang passed it twice.

"Drag for fifteen days and lead him into the mountain and flee far away."

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"Fifteen days, we must stick to it for fifteen days."

Elder Tianyu shook his head, his slightly hunched figure seemed to be about to hang to the table, and he said in a panting voice: "What are the good ideas do you have?"

The Lord said it very clearly. When he came again three days later, the demon cultivator needed to give a clear answer. It can be imagined that the two sides could not treat the Lord as a joke. In other words, it might be a decisive battle in three days.

Where did you steal the twelve days back to protect the Demon Cultivation Legion?

Elder Mu said in a concerned voice: "Brother Dao, why not adjust your breath first and then discuss it with everyone?"

"It's okay to do it, I'm an old injury and can't die for a while."

This sentence is a bit like a self-indulgent. Everyone looked at each other and thought to themselves, thinking that you should emphasize this? If someone can hurt us like this by raising the momentum, then play a ball.

Tianyu himself also noticed this and said ashamedly: "I am laughing at you. I haven't met with the Venerable for many years, and suddenly I see the power of heaven, and I have lost my composure."

There are nine great venerables in the Spirit Realm Taoist Court, and the Demon Palace also has its own venerables. In terms of strength, the Demon Palace Venerable carries the glory of the entire demon clan, which is obviously stronger than the Daoist Venerables. In other words, they can only be described by Tianyu as the power of heaven in the late stage of the God Transformation stage.

Another elder of the Demon Palace sighed and said, "If there is a Venerable Lord walking with you..."

"Don't say that."

Tianyu waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "As far as I know, the overall strength of spiritual cultivation is not as good as us. However, from Xiao Shisanlang's mouth, they are not less pressure than us, but the situation is much better. From this we can see that this is our own lack of strength and has nothing to do with the existence or not of the venerable."

Elder Mu took the words of Tianyu and said, "It is not the time to compare with spiritual cultivation. What needs to be considered. First, how to maintain morale, and then how to stay for these fifteen days and then withdraw in time."

After hearing this, everyone was not good to say anything. After hesitating for a moment, the strong man said, "In the previous news, the Holy Son of Yamu and others have not seen the spiritual cultivation traces, and there is no connection between them. How can we conclude that we can arrive within fifteen days? If reinforcements cannot arrive here, will we hold on to our death... Is it meaningful?"

This sentence made everyone's voice, and everyone's eyes focused on Tianyu, waiting for him to answer.

Tianyu smiled with difficulty, looked straight into the strong man's eyes and said, "Fellow Taoist still didn't understand me."

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The strong man was a little confused and thought to himself what I said wrong?

Tianyu sighed and said, "You might as well think this way. If spiritual cultivation does not come, what are you going to do?"

Looking around, the group of big men looked dull and wondered what this was saying. If you fetch water from a bamboo basket, you will have a wet layer of skin. What is this?

Elder Mu thoughtfully and said after pondering, "Brother Dao means that we are so despising others, which will damage the dignity of the demon clan; so-called leaving all human affairs to heaven, we cannot rely on spiritual cultivation alone."

Tianyu said, "Don't talk about dignity. You are all people who step on the way of heaven. Don't you understand the saying that the heart of Tao is uncivilized? Wuji not only refers to the body as concern, but also corresponds to the danger of the way of Tao and not being trapped by external causes. Our current situation is like a frog trapped in a well. If you can't take out your footing on the wall, do you expect a rope to fall from the sky?"

He smiled self-deprecatingly. Without waiting for everyone to speak, he continued: "The frog's claws are not conducive to digging the soil and digging the walls, and at the same time they cannot grasp the rope. If you wait for someone to come to rescue, someone needs to go down into the well and use a rope to cover your neck before you can pull it up. However, should you think about it. Whether it is someone's neck being grabbed or the rope being wrapped around your neck, what is the essential difference?"

This metaphor is inappropriate, but the meaning is relatively simple. Several big shots bowed their heads sadly and thought that the frog did not fall into the water, but was a fire pit.

"Compared to climbing up with the rope, I would rather bite the hole on the wall one by one. The well is now much shallower than before. If I can't climb up, it can only prove one thing."

Tianyu's voice was exhausted, but it seemed calm, as if a heavy stone was smashing into the hearts of everyone.

He said: "Downhole is where we live, and it is also a place to die, and we die."

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"To be honest, I didn't look like today a few days ago. The reason why I changed is because of him."

Pointing at the two animal skins on the table, Tianyu said with emotion: "No matter whether Xiao Shisanlang has a steadfast, he, a monk who is less than the Nascent Soul, dug out a tunnel that hundreds of demon cultivators thought could not be dug out. This is always a fact."

"In comparison, I used to serve the heavens sincerely, but I also prayed for mercy on the way of heaven, and it was truly inferior."

Everyone was ashamed and speechless. Tianyu looked around and said, "On weekdays, people often say things are done by man, but when they really fall on their heads, they often find thousands of reasons and excuses, and try their best to excuse themselves. Looking back now, if we started to work from the beginning, would we not be as good as Xiao Shisanlang for the gathering of our powers?"

"If five hundred meters are not enough, just one thousand meters, if one thousand meters is not enough, just one thousand five hundred meters, or two thousand meters, hundreds of demon athletes and old monsters who have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, can't they dig out a few stones?"

Tianyu's tone gradually became high, and his voice was filled with an indescribable sadness. He slowly said: "This time the demon cultivator encountered a great disaster. If he did not die, it would be a chance for Nirvana and would revive his legacy. If he was depressed and waited for rescue, he would always escape from heaven, which would become a joke for the eternal period. Although the suggestions of the four-party alliance are good, they also need to be a corresponding courage to get it. If we dare not fight with monk Luosang, what should we ask them to fulfill the agreement in the future when facing the local sword cultivator?"

"Just just a verbal promise?"

"What's more, where the promises come from now are just heard."

Tianyu raised his head at some point, and a few traces of splendor flashed out of his dim old eyes, saying word by word: "The truth is never talked about with the mouth, but with the fist (note). Now, the honor and disgrace of the demon clan is dependent on us. Whether we can keep it or even survive depends on ourselves."

In everyone's surprised eyes, Tianyu stood by the table, bowed to the surroundings with fists, and said sincerely: "I am willing to donate my remaining body, please help me."

"Brother Dao, how can this be done!"

"Elder, don't do this, we can't afford it!"

"Elder Tianyu!"

"Elder!"

After a while of rush, several big men bowed and bowed to each other. Two of them almost knelt down. As for the low-level monks serving around, they had already crawled on the ground and could not look up. Their voices were sad and more angry.

"Thank you all. It seems that I can really play a role in this life that I can't live long."

Tianyu stood up straight, looked up at the hot earth around him, and spoke slowly.

"Five hundred demon cultivators gather the ambitions of billions of people. Do you dare to follow the courage of today?"

The sound drifts like the wind, like spring thunder rolling, like swords and guns entering the ears, like blood daggers coming to the head, and deep into everyone's heart.

"Dare not to die if you don't work!" I don't know who was the first to make a sound, followed by a sound of response, like relay, like teleportation, like inheritance.

"Dare not to die if you fail to work!"

"Dare not to die if you fail to work!"

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ps:Note: Who said this sentence? Taizu? Forgot!

Tomorrow is the day to ban the promotion, so continue to ask for monthly tickets!

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