"Is it finally time to fight?"

Inside the fierce beast immortal ship, on the mountain of the forgotten spirit fairy, in the pavilion.

Ao Xinke looked at her husband who was close at hand, she had mixed feelings today, and snuggled in his arms in front of several people, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Opening, that's it.

"Well, after waiting so long, they finally came out. ”

"Husband......

Ao Xinke muttered softly, as if he had a thousand words, but he could only turn into this call.

Yang Jian felt a little guilty in his heart, although he was running around because of various things, and he would always stay with a few ladies every once in a while, he always felt that he owed them something in his heart.

And these can only be made up for after the Great War.

The two hugged quietly, and Kong Xuan, who was on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, secretly gestured to Zixia and a few others, and quietly left this immortal pavilion.

After standing for a while, Ao Xinke finally left Yang Jian's arms, pulled Yang Jian to sit down, wanted to tell Yang Jian about the various arrangements of the Black Spirit Kingdom, and wanted to tell Yang Jian to be careful when fighting with strong enemies, but when the words came to his mouth, there was only a faint wry smile.

"Husband, will we win?"

"Definitely," Yang Jian replied very firmly, but after answering, his face darkened.

He shouldn't have this confidence now, he hasn't cultivated to the strongest yet, and the next victory is really uncertain.

I can't help but think of the miserable appearance of the pan god lying in the dark cave waiting for death, if he forcibly fights with the strongest one in the future, will he be like this?

"Xinke, I've wronged you all these years," Yang Jian sent his wife's slender hand to his face, rubbing it gently, Ao Xinke pursed his lips and responded, just like the first time he saw him in the East China Sea Courtyard.

Ao Xinke asked, "Husband, how long will this battle take?"

"I don't know, but I always feel that it will be a long time," Yang Jian sighed lightly, "Actually, several saints may have missed a question. ”

"What?"

"The supreme power who has descended now is actually quite conceited of his own wisdom, and judging from the process of his destruction of Taisu, he should continue to prolong the war. ”

Ao Xinke frowned slightly, "Why is this?"

"He wants to let the last drop of blood drain the wilderness, just like Taisu," Yang Jian sighed lightly, "These are just my guesses, it's just that I met this supreme man in a dream, and I always feel that he should be such an existence." Obviously, he could directly attack and sweep the flood famine, but he had to slowly torture countless monks, crush the monks' Dao hearts, and let the flood sink step by step, and be pushed into the abyss by him little by little. This kind of opponent is actually the most terrifying, even more terrifying than those who can destroy a great world with a single move. ”

For example, envy of the sky.

Yang Jian didn't know how he knew this name, maybe it was the memory brought by Du Bi, this strongest man who had long been in the Taiji Tomb of Baishan, was one of Du Bi's opponents.

"Husband," Ao Xinke was a little tempted to speak, but still asked softly, "We have no way back, right?"

"There is no way to retreat, and there is no retreat," Yang Jian held her hand tighter, "I don't want to live and die for the flood wilderness, and I don't want to talk about any chivalrous heart, it's just that the other party wants to destroy the tangible realm and destroy our place of residence.

"Kid?" Ao Xinke blinked, "Is it true?"

"When the war is over, let's try to have a few children," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I know that you always want one or two children to accompany you, but now the flood catastrophe is too severe, we gave birth to them, but we are powerless to protect them." When the war is over, we can protect them, and we can naturally give birth. ”

"Hmm!" Princess Wanzhi suddenly blushed, leaned forward against Yang Jian's chest, and listened to the powerful sound coming from Yang Jian's heart.

They stayed quietly in the pavilion for a long time.

Yang Jian also had to rush to Heavenly Court to prepare for the war, and Ao Xinke also had to coordinate the army, taking into account the operation and mobilization of the entire system of the Black Spirit Country, and everyone had to continue to be busy.

This hurried half a day seemed so extravagant and so precious before the Great War.

"Husband, if you are really invincible against the strongest, please cherish yourself. ”

"Madam, don't worry, I will not be brave," Yang Jian nodded with a smile and agreed, and was just about to turn around, but he dropped a kiss on Ao Xinke's forehead, and then left ruthlessly.

This time, the journey was thousands of miles, Guan Shan asked Hu Yue.

This time, the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, and the Three Realms will not be able to end up.

Ao Xinke stopped in the immortal mountain for a long time, and it was clear that Yang Jian had left this immortal ship and entered the border of the flood wilderness, but he was always reluctant to withdraw his gaze.

"Don't worry," Kong Xuan and Chu Qi walked over, Kong Xuan took a sip of the wine glass, "This catastrophe, after all, some people will die, but it won't be Yang Jian's turn, don't worry." ”

"Well," Ao Xinke replied in a low voice, standing there and sighing, "Do things first...... Is there anything strange on the side of the Black Spirit Country? I must tell Lan'er a few more times, so that she will scout everywhere, and the other party is likely to attack from both sides. ”

"I'll arrange it," Chu Qi responded, bowing his head and leaving in a hurry.

Kong Xuan's fingers gently rubbed the rim of the wine glass, his eyes were a little intoxicated, "Xinke, I will take my mother to the Feng Clan to take a look, and I will return in half a day." ”

"Do you want to bring more people with you?"

"No, just go back and have a look," Kong Xuan crushed the wine glass, pinched it into a powder that emitted a little bit of crystalline light, and then floated away.

The Primal Phoenix Spirit Bird, which was cultivating in the mountains, turned into a ball of fire and chased after it, landed on Kong Xuan's shoulder, and soon disappeared into the heavenly enchantment.

Ao Xinke didn't continue to be stunned this time, and turned around to gather the generals of all parties, the Chaos Spirit Clan, the Flood Desolation Cultivator, only those who are controlled by the evil law can be trusted, this is actually the real deterrent brought by the strongest.

The era of the strongest is too much and too long before the flood famine, and there may be many chess pieces of the strongest hidden in the famine.

There is no way, when the heavens and the earth are still dark, the strongest may have begun to sow seeds and start arranging......

Of course, it is also possible that the strongest do not bother to do so at all.

Taisu was extinguished, the god died, the eight or nine Xuangong were destroyed, and the Qianhong Dao people were in charge of the Heavenly Dao, guiding the Sanqing to go astray, and almost exhausted the real combat power between heaven and earth, the blood of the Wu clan......

Step by step to today, this piece of heaven and earth has finally ushered in the final offensive of the strongest.

The strongest side is also afraid of the flood, but the strongest always stands on the winning side, and the passive is always the flood......

If you want to win, it is difficult, but it is not without opportunities.

It's easy to lose, give up resistance, and be directly harvested by the army of the strongest.

But, who is willing to be killed by the neck? Who wants to be killed by a powerful enemy outside the world like this?

Even if it is just for himself, the Honghuang monks must stand up at this time, hug themselves together, and fight to the death with the strongest and his army.

What is dead and resurrected, what is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, what is true and false, exists or not!

At the moment of life and death, everything is in vain!

If you don't fight, you will die, and if you fight, you may die, but you also have a chance to survive in the end...... This is the simplest reason, and the monks of the Flood Desolation have reached a consensus.

Perhaps the monks of the flood wilderness, in the next big war, some will be timid, some will retreat, and some will surrender to the enemy.

But at the very least, under the influence of many saints, at this time, the land of Beihai gathered batch after batch of people who dared to die.

What is a man who dares to die?

Knowing that Beihai would become the first battle of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, it was extremely dangerous and dangerous, but these monks threw themselves here without hesitation.

Even, Beihai Tiandi couldn't arrange these monks, so they gathered in Beiju Luzhou, which had lost its miasma.

The world of monks has always been criticized for being 'impersonal'.

Monks are always ridiculed as thieves of heaven and earth, stealing the essence of heaven and earth and sublimating themselves, self-interested, selfish, fighting for magic weapons and exercises.

But now, it is also these monks, most of whom have chosen to come to the land of the Great War.

There are sects forming battle formations, and casual cultivators are groups of three or five friends, distributing pills, taking out the excess immortal treasures and asking if anyone needs them.

It's a rather strange kind of mind.

Perhaps, this is the 'human nature' that cannot be extinguished in addition to the 'Tao nature' that the monks have been struggling with in their hearts.

And relatively mediocre mortals, at this time, they don't know what happened, they have most of the luck of heaven and earth, only when the emperor of the world is entrusted by the gods of heaven and dream, hurriedly prepare for the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, and contribute this luck.

Mortals are just waiting for the outcome of the monk's fight with the demons.

If the monk wins, the mortal survives, and if the monk loses, the mortal has no reason to be spared.

Perhaps for mortals who do not know what the Tao is, what the Dharma is, and what heaven and earth are, ignorance is the best choice.

Meishan, the six friends of Meishan returned from the heavenly court, and together with several great witches, they took the Meishan immortal soldiers and 1,200 Wu clan children to prepare to go to the north.

According to Yang Jian's previous arrangement, Meishan and the few monks were all guarded by the big array, and Bai Ze was in charge here, but at this time, Bai Ze, who looked old, insisted on going to Beizhou with the six friends of Meishan.

"My old bones can't keep up with Yang Jian's pace, but I can still do something for the flood famine. Moreover, this time I may be able to see my old friends again, I once gave them a ride, and now I don't want their remnants to be driven again, and I have to send them all the way. ”

In this regard, the six friends of Meishan did not dare to stop it, so they had to leave thousands of immortal soldiers who had cultivated to be weaker to garrison in Meishan.

Before Bai Ze left, he went to the Netherworld and sat around the Six Realms of Reincarnation for a while, but Bai Ze didn't know that in fact, the remnant soul in the Six Realms of Reincarnation had already been completely repaired, and he threw himself into the Six Realms of Reincarnation and began a long path of cultivation.

The sword cultivator who always likes to pose with a sword on his back and is chased by his master running around, when his reputation returns, he is already the name and name of the road......

"Liuya. ”

Bai Ze looked down at a stone in his hand, with a little nostalgia in his eyes, but he never had the courage to take another step forward.

Finally, he placed the polished stone on the ground and retreated.

Although the figure in the Netherworld saw it, it did not say anything, and continued to look at the heavens and the earth, and the Three Realms......

Between heaven and earth, a great fortune is slowly condensing.

The Heavenly Dao, which had sheltered the flood for countless years, had already begun to mobilize the heaven and earth yuan forces everywhere in the flood wilderness.

Houtu muttered to himself:

"The desolate world is by no means so vulnerable. ”