Emperor of Nine Suns

The surging spiritual power exploded, forming a violent tide of spiritual power in a radius of ten thousand feet. It was colorful and beautiful.

There are also magical weapons, flying swords, spears, big seals, furnaces, halberds, etc., shining sharply and movingly, turning into bright streams of light running across the void. dance.

It looks beautiful, but it is full of fatal dangers.

When hundreds of monks, most of whom are at the Lingxi realm and above, join forces to take action, the tide of spiritual power triggered will definitely release a terrifying power that can kill the strong men of Tianhe.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Even if the monks have not formed a super large formation at all and cannot perfectly integrate everyone's spiritual power into one, they still have terrifying power.

This power makes half-step Tianhe experts like Prince Huangquan and Nu Guzi dare not get close to the spiritual power tide.

In this war, these hundreds of tragic and heroic monks were the main force, and they decided to fight for their own destiny.

Hundreds of Lingxi and Linghe level experts gathered together and unleashed an earth-shattering power.

To a certain extent, this is also a high-end war that is rare in the world of human monks.

The density of strong monks in the human world is very low. Those in the Lingxi realm can be called super strong, and the Linghe realm can even be called a legend.

Ordinary exploration of ruins or adventures cannot gather so many strong people.

Most of the wars in the monk world are actually between Lingquan level inner disciples fighting each other and novices pecking each other.

Occasionally, a few elders from the Lingxi Realm would fight with each other, and after a few words, it would be over.

Scenes like this that bring together hundreds of Lingxi and Linghe strongmen to fight together are often only seen in medium and large power reshuffling wars such as the Dao Demon War and the War between Good and Evil.

In other words, in the mysterious world of mortals at this time, they are all considered to be the elites of the human world!

The three demons roared repeatedly, but they were trapped by the tide of spiritual power caused by hundreds of people and could not move.

After all, these demons still have some background. After fighting for several incense sticks, their attack methods changed.

The bone claws and bone blades on the Centipede Demon's body are like arrows leaving the string, flying out of the body with a bang, and piercing the void with a sharp whistle that tears the air. Often, each bone claw can directly nail a Lingxi. Strong.

The bone armor on the humanoid armored devil also began to slowly split and spread out, forming the appearance of scales.

Then it roared again and again, and every time it roared, a scale would burst out, as if a heavenly sword slashed down, easily cutting a monk in half.

As for the fat four-armed demon's attack method, it is more disgusting. Its four arms carry four huge wooden hammers and hammer it hard on itself. Every time it hammers, a mouthful of dark green venom spurts out from its mouth.

Any monk contaminated by the poison will melt into a pool of poisonous blood in just a few breaths.

The battle was stalemate and tragic, with monks constantly falling.

And every time a monk falls, the aura of the three-headed demon in the spiritual tide will become weaker...

Whether it's bone claws and scales flying out of the body, or poisonous blood spraying from the mouth, it is a very depleting attack method for the devil and cannot last long.

In Ling Xuan's view, this method of war was tragic, tragic, and stupid.

In fact, speaking of it, she took action with the four half-step Tianhe realm powerhouses, the purple-bearded old man, the senior brother from Tushita Palace, Nugui Guzi, and Prince Huangquan. In addition, she also had a strong defensive power and a auxiliary spirit heart that was good at space locks. Elder, if the six of them work together to kill these three demons, they will have a chance.

This time, the monks seemed to have considered the hard battle ahead and did not ask the strongest monks to come out and fight for their lives.

They want to handle this level by themselves, so that the strongest monks can have a chance to breathe, and also allow everyone in the future to go further!

She did not agree with the desperate efforts of these low-level monks.

Is this a normal human monk?

Afraid of death, but not afraid of death at the same time!

Ling Xuan was a little confused.

He looked at those people with cold eyes as they fought bloody battles to the point of going crazy.

She saw a young man whose arm was cut off by the scales of a humanoid armored demon, but he used his other arm to desperately use his flying sword to attack.

She saw a Lingxi monk who was good at melee combat but not good at long-range attacks. He rushed several times but was blocked by the tide of spiritual power. Finally, he roared and rushed into the tide of spiritual power without hesitation, letting the surging spiritual power flow. The tide was grinding away his own flesh and blood bit by bit, and he was also going to punch his fist hard into the centipede devil's wound.

She saw a female monk with beautiful features, manipulating two huge silver scissors, crisscrossing the void, turning into two brilliant silver lights, and scratching two "X" shaped wounds on the body of the four-armed fat demon. .

Just as a beautiful flower-like smile bloomed on his face, the next moment he was smashed into a ball of flesh by the demon's giant hammer.

She saw two monks who seemed to be twin brothers, manipulating two spears, one black and one white, piercing the void, and finally merged into one, like a black and white dragon, piercing the right eye of the fat demon. Immediately afterwards, the two of them were blasted to pieces by the armored demon's meteor bone awl.

What's the point?

What's the point of rushing forward like this desperately?

The weak are the weak!

The girl looked at Lingxin, at the old man with purple beard, at Senior Brother Tushita Palace, at Prince Huangquan, at Furu Guzi...

Gradually, she seemed to understand something.

Perhaps, this is the mentality of the human race.

Many times, too many times, when human beings face the attacks of those powerful demons, they have no way to retreat.

Because behind them there are even weaker old and weak women and children, and they have family, friends, homes and hometowns to protect.

There is no way to retreat, so once encountering an attack by evil spirits and entering a desperate situation, human beings will instinctively sacrifice their lives for justice, and many weak people will fight against it regardless of risk.

No matter the strength gap, no matter how long you can hold on, no matter whether your actions are meaningful or correct, or even no matter what the consequences will be after you charge forward.

The battle is still going on, so charge forward as long as you can.

Instinctively, I want to buy more time and more opportunities for the compatriots behind me.

The hope of allowing the human race to survive a little longer is also good.

Regardless of the difference in strength, even if you die, your face will be splashed with blood.

Even if I die, I still hope that the tribe can survive and continue.

This is what distinguishes the human race from other forms of life.

This is the mentality of the human race!

It is precisely because there are thousands of such monks with such a spirit that the human race struggled desperately in the prehistoric era and ushered in the glorious mythological era.

Because of this spirit, the human race continued to survive after the fall of the Mythical Age.

He has survived tenaciously in such world-destroying catastrophes as the eternal freezing ice catastrophe, the black sea's reverse tide, the dry locust riot, and the phaseless shadow catastrophe.

No matter what opponent we face, no matter what disaster we face, no matter what difficulty we face, the spirit of the human race will never be cut off.