Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 89: The Battle of the Genocide

"Escape!"

The flying swords flowed like a rainbow in the sky, and then more flying swords followed.

Flying swords are like thousands of troops, traveling through the sea of ​​clouds.

"Could it be that God wants to kill my human race?!"

"How unfair! Why don't our human race have strong people who can resist these monsters?"

"Sword Demon... Even Lord Sword Demon has been defeated."

"Escape! Escape, escape to Cangxuan Mountain, where... there is the White King, the White King is a myth in the sanctuary, his strength should be extremely strong, he and Xuanwu Venerable should be my Yan Continent's last hope."

"It is rumored that the first pope of the church who died 300 years ago, and the mysterious gentleman are also extremely strong... Why did these two people just disappear?"

"Who knows, maybe they're afraid, maybe they're just wraiths? Hehe."

"Be careful! I heard that both of them are in retreat."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the human race is about to die, so what are you closing in? Shouldn't you come out of the mountain immediately and join us to defend against the resentful spirits?"

As soon as this person spoke, the people next to him sneered at him with cold eyes.

The man said: "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"It was our sect that perished, not the human race...

The number of sects is only a drop in the ocean compared to the human race.

Speaking of the hearts of such characters, why do you speculate?

How about the day with your eyes looking at the sky? It's just a joke. "

"People have no arrogance, no reverence, only a little bit of benefit from the words of a scoundrel, which is ridiculous and sad... I am a cultivator, but I am ashamed to be in the company of people like you, even if I run away. I don't want to walk with you, even if I die, I don't want to die with you."

Having said that, the flying swords that were fleeing in front suddenly diverged.

More and more flying swords flew to the side, leaving only the two people who said "Sir and the Pope are resentful spirits, they are afraid".

The two were stunned for a moment, and just as they were about to chase after everyone, they suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind.

The sky suddenly became dark, and the red clouds were pushed by a strange force. At this point, they piled up into a sea of ​​pale and thick cumulus clouds, like a violent rain stream that was about to drown the earth.

In the sea of ​​​​clouds, I saw the power of supernatural powers stirring endlessly, and a ghostly shadow flickered.

These two monks know what to do...

Turning around is Yu Jian Jifei,

One of them said in amazement: "Bad Lord!"

Another person smiled wryly: "I never thought that my waiting would be worth the blame of the Lord personally."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them felt as if their souls had fallen into the ice and snow, and a strong sense of fear gripped their hearts like a big hand, causing their flying speed with the swords to almost stop.

However, the ghost on the cloud did not attack them, but just passed over their heads,

Because how could this phantom pay attention to these two ant-like things?

The terrifying aura it brings has already made the two of them fall into the horror of "when a lower life faces a higher life".

The two men's stagnation caused them to be drowned by the later flying swords, slaughtered, and then become corpses.

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At this time.

Loose Cultivation camp.

The vast mountain area is just in the spring when all things are born,

The little greenery is like an ink painting, spreading out great rivers and mountains.

The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy is dense.

At this time, this fairy land is shrouded in solemnity.

There are several figures sitting on each mountain peak. At a glance from the sky, you can see that there are thousands of peaks, and there are thousands of these figures.

Many figures are connected to each other, as if they are maintaining some special formation.

And in a valley sect behind them, there are indeed more ordinary monks. Those monks are not yet high enough to participate in battles and defenses of this level.

However...

In the valley, people are panicking.

Some monks who had just broken the life wheel of mortals and had their lifespan increased to a thousand years were simply stunned.

"How could this be?"

"What about the power of the monk world?"

"Why are there so many resentful spirits, and those well-known powerhouses, how did they become resentful spirits in the blink of an eye?"

These cultivators who have broken through the peak of the Dharmakaya cannot accept this cruel reality.

The cultivator, who had already reached the realm of supernatural powers, sighed: "All the great powers in our scattered cultivators have gone to build a profound formation..."

"Yeah, thanks to the evil spirits who attacked the evil cultivators first, otherwise we wouldn't have time to build it. Now that it's been successful, it's safe, right?"

"It's just what we should do in our practice in the future. Since there is a problem with the urinal page, can we still use it? How can we identify it?"

The newly promoted monk couldn't accept it. He said, "Isn't there a safer way?"

After he finished speaking, the other monks ignored him.

The way of cultivation is life and death. If you don't understand this truth, even if you get promoted, you are just a waste.

Besides, now is not the time to think about cultivation.

This is a war of genocide...

The Kuroshio ambitions are all too obvious.

Kill all the human monks of this generation to form a world where "the upper layers of the human world are completely controlled by the Kuroshio monks", and then better build a "human base".

The powerful, become one of them walking in the world.

Weak, become a member of their Kuroshio body.

Then, they will use the power from the human world to cooperate with the invasion of the universe, but they will vent their endless resentment to destroy the universe and themselves.

However, they also have some hesitations. If...if they can find a way to reincarnate as human beings, will they continue to lose both sides like this?

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"Brother..."

Bai Xiaoye looked at the figure not far away and lowered her eyes.

This is the most central part of the entire grand formation, which is the so-called formation center.

In addition to the shield isolation, the profound formation also has the function of gathering strength.

Where does the strength converge?

Naturally, it is the heart of the formation.

Those who sit in the center are naturally the most trustworthy people.

Bai Xiaoye has pride in his eyes.

That's his brother.

More than 1,600 years ago, she and her brother were only slaves of the Wu family.

But later, at the scene of the Wu family's wedding banquet, her brother escaped from the Wu family with her.

Later, she and her brother both knew that the reason why the Wu family was chaotic was because the Shenwu King fought a fierce battle with the family, and the Shenwu King also untied the "dog trap" for her and her brother, giving her She and her brother are free.

King Shenwu disappeared later...

Although she and her brother were also looking for it, they didn't find any whereabouts.

The elder brother, however, rose rapidly with a stunning and brilliant appearance. He was still hidden during the fire calamity. When he reached the supernatural power calamity, he was like a fish leaping through the dragon gate, and it was brilliant. After that, he became a peerless figure. The myths in the loose repair.

She has also risen as a younger sister and has lived to this day.

But now...

Everything seems to be coming to an end.

The human monks have suffered an unprecedented catastrophe.

The elder brother, dubbed "The White King", naturally carried the banner of resistance.

Now, with a sword on his knee, he sits in the middle of thousands of monks with his eyes closed, quietly waiting for the coming enemy.

The heart is like still water, the ancient well has no waves.

In the distance, the sky suddenly turned dark, and at the forefront were the figures of more than a thousand monks.

Those figures were flying like they were running for their lives, and then the Kuroshio monks were chasing after them.

It wasn't until a little closer that Bai Xiaoye discovered that many of these cultivators who were fleeing for their lives were actually from the Loose Cultivation camp, and among them were friends of hers and her brother.

She couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation.

And the guard monks sitting on other peaks were also stunned. They found their teachers, friends, brothers and sisters, sisters and sisters from these escapees...

For a moment, the world was silent.

Bai Xiaoye gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable! This is the same as when the human dynasty attacked the city, driving the refugees in front and letting them escape to the city gate."

Then, can't brother open the profound formation and let these people in?

Of course, "White King" Bai Yegu didn't hear her words, but opened his eyes suddenly and said loudly: "Yao! You and I will fight!!"

Tong Yun came, but the strange figure in the cloud did not reply.

The Kuroshio is not stupid from the complainant down to the monk. You know that there are two more complainers in front of him, and both of them are dead, which is enough to explain the problem~IndoMTL.com~ So, Yushi Tiao didn't answer, just looked down into the distance with a pair of scarlet eyes in the dark clouds, but didn't speak, and didn't rush to shoot.

The fugitive monks are getting closer.

They know they shouldn't come...

But who doesn't want to live?

They had to come.

So, can we start the battle?

Everyone is waiting for an answer.

And this answer, and all the consequences that follow, need to be borne by the White King.

In an instant, King Bai had the answer. He turned his head and shouted: "Little Ye, you come to defend the formation, and use the things I taught you to defend with all your strength."

Bai Xiaoye said, "Brother, how about you?"

Bai Yegu didn't speak, he grabbed the sword in his hand and said, "Keep the formation, no one is allowed to start the formation!"

After all, he soared into the sky, heading towards the fleeing monk and the rolling black tide.

The figure of a person retrograde is particularly conspicuous and lonely.

In this life, I will live up to the sword in my hand and the Tao in my heart.

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PS: The computer broke down in the morning, and I had a headache for a long time. I switched to an unfamiliar computer to code words.

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