The first floor of the Tower of Babel, the camp of the martial arts.

"Okay, it's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Jun Wuwu had thousands of words in his heart, but at this moment, he couldn't say a word. What he is most proud of is not only the hope of the young Babel Tower in front of him, which comes from the country under his jurisdiction, but also the female swordsman who carries the Tiger Hell Sword on her back and has always accompanied the young man to fight the world, and the sassy and heroic female swordsman is still his baby daughter!

The younger generations have sons like this, and there are daughters like this, what more can a husband ask for?

He didn't come forward.

Now is not the time for him, the king, to stand up and speak, at this moment, he wants to focus everyone's eyes on one person, the young man that the entire Babel Tower is looking forward to, the third young man of the Yue family who is known as the Yue Titan.

No one in the audience made a sound, and everyone stood solemnly.

Waiting for the young man's review.

When he came over.

Whether it is a veteran who has been fighting for a long time or a rookie dragon knight, he can't help but be excited, and fanatical about it.

Old man Yue Hai was not like a family head or grandfather, he was like a veteran, waiting for the order of the new commander. His eyes remained on the young man, and an unprecedented pride filled his heart, which he had looked at in the past, but his father had never returned, and today, he had this glory again, and a thousand times better than then...... This is no longer a racial battle between humans and demons, the little guy standing in front of the world, has stood at the height of commanding the entire Babel Tower warriors and fighting against the invasion of the heavenly realm, not to mention today, in the long history, there are only a few people who can have this honor.

Those people are all the ultimate powerhouses that have been passed down for generations.

For example, the conquest of Queen Vivien Leigh.

Or the Prison Emperor's War Style.

Today, this little guy who inherits the strength and legacy of his predecessors. This junior boy who he never imagined, this super genius who was even contemptuously called a waste wood by the world in the early days, finally stood in the center of the entire Tower of Babel at the moment when everyone was looking forward to the world's attention, leading everyone, like the Prison Emperor or the Queen of Conquest, to the distant and powerful heavens, to the innumerable strong people there like river sand. Make the strongest voice of resistance!

He also makes his own unique voice!

"We at the Tower of Babel have never lacked warriors, nor have we ever lacked combat. Yue Yang stopped, first stared at the audience solemnly, and then in the quiet martial camp, he spoke very clearly, announcing his will to the world: "Countless predecessors, their names, or have died in the long river of history. However, they left us with the best guidance and the strongest attitude. Babel will not give in, we can be knocked down. We can even be killed, but no one can and will never defeat us! The Tower of Babel will never give in! The warriors of the Tower of Babel will never give in either...... Whether it is the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm or the conquest legions of the Central Temple, they will not want to conquer us! Stand up, friends I have known for a long time or have not known yet, let's protect our homeland together. Like countless predecessors, with blood and fire, slaughter and death to sue the enemy, there are no cowards in the Tower of Babel!"

"Boom!"

The long-suppressed fighting spirit of the Shangwu camp exploded like a bomb.

Everyone frantically raised their right arms. Swinging his fist into the sky, one by one roared like a hungry wolf and a fierce tiger, even a human emperor with a personable demeanor like Jun Wuwu, or a golden elf with civilized and elegant manners......

Everyone in the audience shouted and roared like a volcanic eruption. vented the anger and fighting spirit in his heart.

It's like they're on fire.

Ignited by Yue Yang's words, it burned instantly.

"Babel Tower, never give in! There are no cowards in Babel Tower!" The old man Yue Hai raised his stump arm, and together with the countless soldiers behind him, he let out the howl of a strong veteran, at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield where he first set foot in the year, in a desperate environment, instinctive fear seemed to be deprived, and what was left in his heart was only a bloodthirsty madness.

"Fight, never give in!" The human sages who were usually in love with the old gods also burst out with the strongest voice of their lives.

Perhaps it is the desire for this moment that they will always insist on living in the world.

However, even if you live to old age and are powerless.

Nor did it deplete even a trace of honor in their hearts.

Everyone knows that once you participate in such a big war, then there is very likely to be only one result, that is, to die honorably and become one of the countless predecessors who have left their names or are unknown in the long river of history. It's just that who would live and die like this? They have already lived enough, in various families, in various sects, they have already enjoyed a single piece of glory in the world, and now what they are pursuing is the regret that cannot be obtained in life, that is, to die in battle to protect their homeland in the battlefield like a hero, and become one of them like countless heroes of their predecessors...... Maybe the vast majority of people will be nameless, in the long river of history, just an inconspicuous piece of sand, but even so, it is definitely the brightest and most shining brilliance in their lives.

"When I came here, there were many noble princes, many knowledgeable sages, many warriors praised by the world, many wise men admired by all armies, many peace-loving elves, many violent and warlike demons, many friends who supported me, and many former enemies...... In the last invasion of the Jiuyao tribe, we learned to work together, learned to unite and cooperate, no, in history, countless battles, our predecessors also fought together to defend against the enemy outside the door! You came here, trusted me unconditionally, and even voluntarily entrusted your lives to me...... For your trust, and the responsibility you have given, I have decided, that I, who was once the most lazy, selfish, and fearful, now give you an ironclad answer: I, the Yue family's Yue Jia, the new generation of the Babel Tower's Prison Emperor, the first disciple and first successor of the conquering Queen Vivien Leigh, will lead you to meet the invading Celestial Legions! Not only that, but we must not only resist the enemy, but also, like our predecessors, fight into the heavenly realm, so that the Tower of Babel can be restored to its glory of 10,000 years ago, so that our children and grandchildren can do it. Hold your heads high and be an upright warrior, not a poor worm who was conquered by the heavenly realm and reduced to slavery, not a hillbilly and a dirt bun who are regarded by thousands of heavenly warriors as unable to even enter the heavenly realm!"

"Since our distant ancestors, we have never been slaves, we have never been hillbillies and dirt buns, on the contrary, in the history of the Tower of Babel, which our predecessors guarded. We can proudly puff up our chests and say to the Heavenly Realm that the Babel Tower people are the strongest! The Dragon Teng Continent is the place that makes the martial artists of the Central Temple tremble, the Demon Yuan is the existence that makes the Heavenly Realm martial artists fearful, and the Heavenly Ladder is the cultivation secret realm that any strong person dreams of, even a god...... The Tower of Babel is the best home, the most honorable and powerful place, and our ancestors have always guarded this place with their blood and soul! Are we not pathetic! Not before, not now, and not ever!"

"The enemy can fight. We will fight to the end! We will fight to the end, we will fight back to the heavenly realm like the conquering queen, all the way to the bright mountain in the central temple, which they regard as a sacred mountain, we are the descendants of the prison emperor, the descendants of the conquering queen, they can make the enemy tremble, and we, who have inherited the will of our predecessors, can also make the enemy tremble in front of us!"

"Whew......"

Another tsunami-like battle spirit. Swept the audience.

Everyone felt like they were wrapped in a roar of great waves, then sublimated in this boiling morale, and finally completely merged into one, forming an unshakable giant shaped like a mountain.

Everyone looked at the young man in the middle, who was shining like a god.

As long as he's there.

Then everyone has a heart.

As long as there is him. The entire Tower of Babel is like a giant with a brain, a straight backbone, legs to move forward, and fists to swing and smash enemies...... As long as he is there, then there is a qiē, no matter what lies ahead. Six thousand years ago, the Prison Emperor led everyone to defeat the invasion of the Celestial Legion, and ten thousand years ago, the Queen of Conquest led everyone to break out of the Tower of Babel to declare war on the Celestial Realm...... Today, this young man is also leading everyone, like those ultimate powerhouses in the history of the Tower of Babel, leading everyone to victory, to another new era, and to create a new era!

Thousands of miles away.

A middle-aged scribe who was leisurely meditating at Matsushita gently flicked the chess pieces on the stone table.

He looked at the rising sun in the east, and watched the rays of dawn leak out of the thick clouds and cast onto the earth, reflecting a brilliant golden light, and for a moment he could not help but fall into silence for a long time.

Now, it's no longer morning.

Originally, thick stratus clouds would make the whole day cloudy.

Unfortunately, the rays of sunlight were too strong and brilliant to be concealed in any way, and as long as there was a small loophole, it would be inexorably cast from the sky, and the earth would be golden. The change of celestial phenomena is a fact that cannot be reversed or changed by human power and will, that is, no one can force it to be whatever the will of heaven is.

The middle-aged scribe sighed softly: "Providence, providence...... The Tower of Babel has already sunk, even if it were me, I can't calculate that there will be a Yue family with three young people in the world, and it is even more unimaginable that he has grown up so fast! Could it be that in the Tower of Babel, there are really countless heroic spirits of old ghosts silently guarding him? Otherwise, how could I miss this move? Why? Why is this? Why is there a Yue family three young people in the world? He should have saved at all, shouldn't his fate become a puppet like this? How could he have grown up to such a saving zài today? The Ancient Demon King didn't make a wrong move, so why did I still miss it? Who interfered with me? Who guided this qiē ......"

Heaven and earth are silent, and everything is silent.

No one can answer his questions.

Including himself, who possessed the first wisdom of the Central Temple, was no exception...... To be continued) RQ