Jun Moye's eyes looked over from the faces of the top leaders of the three holy places one by one, and his eyes were cold and sharp: "Now, your people are framed by the Allies, resulting in all five thousand holy emperors being killed in battle within three hours! I
If you ask for an explanation, you will become a sinner on the mainland! In addition to being able to label your three holy lands, can you be a little ashamed?”
All those who were seen by him were bowing their heads in shame.
Is Jun Moye’s statement unreasonable? No, Jun Moye’s statement should be too reasonable!
It is precisely because of its own nobleness that has brought the three holy lands to its current level!
"If this decisive battle is ultimately defeated and human civilization will fall into decline, then, who is the biggest sinner who caused all this?" Jun Moye asked back: "Who is the culprit that led to the aliens' entry into the Xuanxuan Continent? Who is the culprit?
The one who caused the weak situation in the mainland? Is it me? If it weren't me, who would it be?!"
"It's not you, it's us!" Gu Han's face suddenly became haggard, he sighed deeply, and said depressedly: "We are sinners from the mainland!"
His sharp eyes suddenly became unsightly. He raised his head to look at the sky, suddenly laughed bitterly, and said, "It turns out that the holy land that has always been committed to protecting the peace of the mainland for more than ten thousand years has become the biggest sinner?
, What a irony!”
Not only Gu Han, but also Mo Wudao and others were all bombarded by lightning. They were as if they were stunned by Jun Moye's argument, as if they were stupid, and stood there in a daze. There was no face on their face.
The past spirit.
It turns out that the unknown hero who thought he was protecting the Xuanxuan Continent had another identity - training troops for aliens!
Make those perverts more sharp and powerful, and use this to degenerate the Xuanxuan Continent!
"Did you do something wrong for the past ten thousand years?" Gu Han sighed silently, not knowing whether to ask others or himself, but his voice was so soft that he could hardly even hear it himself.
Then he turned around and walked slowly towards the side where there was no trace of people. He walked away step by step, slowly and solemnly, and came to a vast place a little further away, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Next, he didn't move any longer.
Mei Xueyan raised her eyebrows and thought about Jun Moye's words just now. Is Jun Moye's words correct? Of course, it is correct, but it is not absolutely correct, at least not completely correct!
Over the past ten thousand years, the three holy lands have made silent efforts and wholeheartedly guarded humans and protected the Xuanxuan Continent. This achievement cannot be erased by anyone! Even if there is Xia Zi, it cannot be completely denied, and no one can!
But it is precisely because the three holy places value this level of achievements and glory, and the various means used to enjoy this honor alone, that ultimately lead to the fact that the Xuanxuan Continent is generally weak!
Once a person is too arrogant, he will be arrogant!
In order to maintain their transcendent status forever, people from the three holy lands do not want anyone or any force to disperse their achievements and do everything they can to attack other forces.
In fact, in addition to the three holy lands and the evil land of heaven, the Xuanxuan Continent has a history of rising powers over the past ten thousand years, but because the three holy lands will never allow more major forces to appear,
The reason why the Heavenly Punishment was saved was because they were not humans in their bones and were never able to divide the honor of protecting humans by protecting the three holy lands, so they could not survive until now, and wait for Jun Moye to appear!
"Don't think too much. That can only be difficult for you." Jun Moye looked at her: "How can the so-called merits, demerits, right and wrong be so easy to determine? It can never be determined by one person's words. Everything is the case.
The great merits and sins of the past are just passing clouds. All of them are the reasons for human beings to fool themselves and convince themselves to do something."
Mei Xueyan's delicate body shook and she looked at him with her heart tide.
"I actually overdrawn a lot in the battle just now and need a rest. Just in case..." Jun Moye said: "You hold this sword. If there is a strong alien attack, you just need to throw it away.
Just go out and believe it has the ability to deal with most crises."
Jun Moye flipped his hand, and the radiant radiant blood appeared in his hand instantly. He suddenly spontaneously whistled and flew into Mei Xueyan's hand automatically. The sword tip suddenly crossed, and naturally showed a stream of a man and a man were at the cusp.
The powerful posture of thousands of men!
Mei Xueyan suddenly felt a very strange feeling in this moment. It seemed that the sword was greeting him, and even the voice had already appeared in her heart: "Hi, beauty, hello."
Mei Xueyan could definitely conclude that no sound was made at this moment, but that sound, or that feeling, was poured into her heart. She felt deeply that this was definitely not auditory hallucinations!
Mei Xueyan was shocked and looked at the sword in surprise, with an incredible look in her eyes.
"You don't need to look at the beauty, it's me." The bright light on the sword flashed again, as if a naughty child was blinking. Mei Xueyan also clearly felt this in her heart.
This shock was even more extraordinary. I felt my hands tremble and my sword almost fell down.
He hurriedly turned to see Jun Moye, and then he realized that Jun Moye had disappeared at some point.
The carved Yanhuang blood, after the whale swallowed so much of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then swallowed the entire essence and blood of a saint king and the mysterious soul skill. In terms of combat power, it has surpassed Jun Moye in all aspects. Of course, the so-called "over" means
Jun Moye, who does not use those magical powers, otherwise, as long as Jun Master activates the Five Elements magical powers, he can still easily subdue the blood of Yanhuang.
But this kind of restraint only appeared on Jun Moye. With the current strength of Yanhuang Blood, the masters below the level 3 of the Saint King are not in his eyes at all. In terms of Gu Han, even if he does his best to Yanhuang, he will be with Yanhuang
It is difficult to take any advantage if you deal with blood. Even if you are not careful, you will fall under the Blood Sword of Yanhuang!
With him protecting Mei Xueyan and others, Jun Moye was naturally relieved.
So, without hesitation, he simply entered the inner part of Hongjun Tower to heal the wounds. It is the main thing to do if you set aside to treat the injuries as soon as possible!
Mei Xueyan and Jun Moye were together. They had seen the Blood of Yanhuang countless times. They were extremely familiar with this sword. But they never thought that this sword could be so weird!
Is this still a sword? This is simply a fairy, a demon sword, a demon sword...
"Oh, beauty, although I am a big one... I am handsome and graceful, and beautiful, and everyone loves it. Flowers bloom. It is too easy for people to fall in love at first sight. When you see people, you are in love with the city and the country when you see them. But you are in love with them.
There is no need to be such excitement..."
Yan Huang's money wants to say 'This is my uncle', but then I feel that it is inappropriate to call myself an old lady to a peerless beauty. Moreover, with the relationship between the beauty in front of me and her master, my arrogant self will cause serious consequences.
He changed his claim to himself tactfully.
"It's really you talking! Well, what I mean is that you are connecting with my heart?!" Mei Xueyan stared at her pretty eyes and couldn't help but ask more questions uncertainly.
"Oh..." Yan Huangzhi sighed in a collapsed sigh: "Beautiful sister, how could you say that? No matter what, we are old acquaintances... We have seen each other more than once or twice before. You actually have to do with me...
…I am so unfamiliar with this sword and look like I don’t know it. It’s so boring. I am so sad…”
After saying that, he collapsed and turned a somersault in Mei Xueyan's hand, and scattered a ball of brilliant sword flowers in the air, forming the shape of a huge lotus. The lotus bloomed gradually, beautiful and dazzling.
But it was a certain sword who expressed his depression of being ignored by practical actions.
Then, the tip of a certain sword fell down, "brushed" and stood straight on the palm of Mei Xueyan's palm. The sharp sword tip with the yellow blood suddenly thorned on Mei Xueyan's slender hand, but Mei Xue
The smoke can't even feel the pain!
In the eyes of outsiders, this scene was Mei Xueyan holding Jun Moye's sword and making a gorgeous and wonderful performance. Everyone couldn't help but admire: This kind of swordsmanship is truly unparalleled! People have to convince...
…
"Beautiful sister, isn't you a reply this time? Hahaha, hahahaha..." Yanhuang's blood's consciousness was laughing proudly, and of course it was Jun Moye's voice. The only person he was familiar with was Jun Da Shaoye.
That's it, even if you want to imitate others, you don't seem to be imitating it.
Mei Xueyan was finally sure, and finally convinced. Although she recognized it rationally, she was still emotionally confused. She felt like she was dreaming at this moment, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "You learned Moye's voice so much."
, I really thought it was Mo Xie who was messing with me just now."
Naturally, her voice was very low.
Otherwise, if others hear it, they would think that the Emperor of Heaven's Punishment is crazy...
"That's right, if I can't imitate this guy's voice, then he has been abused so many times in vain. You don't know, at the beginning..." In addition to the voice of Yanhuang's blood, except for the pride of the
In addition, afterwards, it was already a sign that the past was unbearable to look back on, and it was a sigh...
"Well, Mo Yee abused you?" Mei Xueyan was surprised.
"Oh, it's really unbearable to look back on the past. When it comes to mention it, it's full of blood and tears..." Yanhuang's bloody voice was so heavy that it was tear-jerking: "One hammer, one hammer, it's really a sharp cut..."
Mei Xueyan rolled her eyes, Ah? This is what is called abuse? Are you a sword? How can you temper it without a hammer and a hammer? How can you take shape?
But he comforted him: "He did that, in fact... it was for your own good..."
"Wuwu...I know, I understand, but I really hurt, it's not a fake pain..." Yan Huang Zhixue said crying.
Mei Xueyan was completely speechless.
The emotional change of this sword was obviously very fast. I was still crying at the last moment, and suddenly I became excited and excited again: "Well, beauty, why don't you do this? Let's fly around? Let's take a storm!"
"Carry me and fly around?! Take a wind?" Mei Xueyan was a little dizzy: "Why do you come out? What wind do you take?"
No matter how humanized the blood of Yanhuang is, it is always a sword. If you really ride it...