It's going to be war.

Hearing this news, Chen Pan was stunned for a moment, although there are often wars in the kingdom of barbarian mortals, but now it is different. The rebuilt Northern Wilderness is vast and sparsely populated, and most countries can't even govern their own borders well, so how can they still be in the mood to attack other countries?

Especially after Tianzhu Peak made a new decision, the mortal world and the cultivation world were almost integrated, and the war between the mortal world should be even more difficult to explode. Without the meaning of the above cultivators, these monarchs would only be honest as their own royal family, even if they were puppets, it would always be better to anger these immortals who could turn mountains and seas in the past.

"Why is there going to be a war? Isn't it good?" Mrs. Chen was very anxious.

She was especially disgusted with the war, when her eldest son was taken away from the battlefield, and it was hundreds of years after he left, and it was a blessing of the barbarian gods to come back. Now that there is another war, the eldest son does not have to go, but the younger son has to go to the battlefield again, and she is afraid that the old things will repeat themselves and break this hard-won peaceful life.

"That's what it means, no way. Chen Feihu shook his head and said. He is no longer the reckless martial artist he was back then, and the disappearance of his eldest son has made him feel personal pain. Now that the country is in ruins, even if he is the secretary of the Ministry of War, he does not want to live in war.

"Is it the Great King? My son is a Venerable Master, so how can he command? Mrs. Chen was furious.

Even though the status of the Chen family is different now, Chen Feihu is still respectful to the royal family. But Mrs. Chen is different, under normal circumstances, she will never contradict her, but this is different when she lets her son take risks.

At this moment, she is like a fierce beast guarding a calf.

Chen Jun shook his head: "Mother, it's not them, how can they have this mind, more than we don't want to fight, it's the meaning of the Holy Land." ”

The Holy Land is naturally Tianzhu Peak, which has a supreme position in the hearts of the barbarians.

"Holy Land, isn't it attacking other regions?" asked Chen Pan.

Is Zhao Yi crazy? The Northern Barbarian Plains are now weak and have experienced the catastrophe of the past. The vitality was greatly damaged, and there was no recovery at all. I'm afraid that whether or not I can win the East Pole Xuanzhou has become a problem, how can I attack other regions.

Chen Jun shook his head: "It's not, what the hell, my identity is not enough." Not very clear. Just listen to people. It seems that Zhongshenzhou seems to be in chaos, and there are several big forces that may make a move against the Northern Barbarian Plain. ”

"The Holy Land wants to unify all the countries, but I don't know which country will dominate it, so I just let the people below start fighting on their own. The winner is king. ”

This, what a bad idea, Chen Pan's brows furrowed together.

Although the Northern Barbarian Plain is still full of nations, it is no longer the royal family that can really start the war, but these masters with great magical powers.

After the fusion of the mortal world and the evil cultivation world. Every country is governed by a few masters. This is the case with Jin Wuguo, his younger brother Chen Jun is only one of them, and there are several masters together, but he has not hung an official position in Jin Wuguo like Chen Jun.

Sure enough, where there are people, there is intrigue, and the so-called uncertainty about which country is the main one, in fact, is that these Venerable Masters are unwilling to be commanded by other people who are the same as themselves, so this is the case.

It's just that he has already suffered a lot of vitality, and in this way, Zhao Yi is not afraid that the entire barbarian clan will not recover, especially according to what Chen Jun said. Zhongshenzhou has been in chaos, and there are other forces eyeing each other, and if you are not careful, it may be the disaster of extermination.

Chen Pan hates civil war, because it is the fastest and most speechless way to consume the strength of his side.

"Could it be that the decision of the Holy Land is a great battle for your masters?" Mrs. Chen was even more frightened.

When taking refuge at Tianzhu Peak. She had also seen battles in the cultivation world, and in the middle of her hand, the sky fell apart, and people who were more than a star and a half stronger than her own son were all dead. That's what ordinary people can face.

Although his youngest son is extraordinary, once he enters such a war. I'm afraid that life and death are a matter of an instant, which makes her not in a hurry.

"Mother, don't worry! There are advanced cultivators in the Holy Land, and there are many restrictions on war, so they won't be born to the extent you think. Like us, you probably don't even have to make a move, just watch. Chen Jun hurriedly comforted him that he knew what his mother was worried about.

Chen Pan didn't speak, just thinking about what Tianzhu Peak meant. The matter is by no means as simple as Chen Jun said, as long as it is a war, there are no immortals.

Just look at the farce back then, it was obviously just a competition between the big forces of all parties, or to make their own disciples stronger, even if it was agreed that the quasi-saint and above were not allowed to shoot, but the number of casualties in the end was still terrifying, even the prince of Qilin was almost killed by Meng Xuan.

Although it seemed to end peacefully in the end, except for the disciples of the big forces on all sides, the others did not get any benefit. Moreover, those who died in the war are like a passing cloud, and no one cares about them at all.

"In my opinion, it should be similar to back then, Tianzhu Peak may have sensed a great crisis and wanted to give birth to stronger monks in the form of war. In the real war of the cultivation world, quantitative change can never determine qualitative change, it is the survival battlefield of the strong, and a monk like your brother is not even qualified to be cannon fodder. ”

Someone in the stone axe space spoke, it was a three-foot sword, he was out of the customs, looking at his appearance, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't have too much excitement, and maybe he also encountered a lot of problems.

Chen Pan didn't have the heart to discuss with him about the Dao Pattern Transformation Technique, but he was reminded by him, but he also felt that it might be the case.

A battle of life and death is the best way for monks to break through, and war is also the best means to give birth to strong men.

One will succeed in ten thousand bones, and one emperor will succeed in the blood.

It may be cruel to use billions of living beings to find a strong person who is more suitable for survival, but it is also one of the means to keep the race from extinction. After all, as long as there are people who can survive, there is still hope for this race.

Such wars are often in the service of those so-called seeded players, and his younger brother is obviously not one of them. His younger brother still felt a little stupid, as if he didn't anticipate the crisis he was about to face.

Now that I think about it, in the battle between myself and Zhao Lei, I don't know how many such ignorant monks I killed.

"But you don't have to worry, with that talisman, unless there is a strong person in the mixed element, your brother's life will not be in danger. You, the elder brother, have already shielded this young eagle from the wind and rain, what are you worried about? The three-foot sword teased him, he finally disapproved of Chen Pan's approach, and felt that he was overprotective.

"Don't run me, as long as my brother is okay, whatever happens. ”

Chen Pan shook his head and said, and then the killing intent in his eyes appeared.

"If something happens to my brother, I don't mind letting the world be stained with blood and letting everyone suffer with me again. ”

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