Emperor Yutianwu

Laughter and excitement rang out in the fairyland.

At this moment, everyone in the fairyland walked hand in hand and headed for the outer world.

Even if death was the only thing waiting for them in the outer world, no one cared.

At this time, the people in the fairyland stood in front of their homes and on the streets, looking at the mighty figures in the sky, their eyes were red.

At this time, they all had a thought in their hearts.

It’s great to be born in the fairyland.

"The war is about to start!" At this time, Ren Qian'er chuckled: "Everyone, do you want to make a bet?"

"How to bet?"

"At this point, it's natural to see who kills more people."

"Haha, let's make a bet. In the past few years, that stinky boy has been in the limelight. Everyone has forgotten that the most powerful in the fairyland is the Dragon Alliance."

"That's right, that stinky boy is still complacent and thinks he is so great. If it weren't for our Dragon Alliance's good vision to take him in, would he be here today?"

"Haha, everyone, kill them. If you don't die today, the fairyland will live forever!"

"If you don't die today, the fairyland will live forever!"

"Kill!"

"Start the formation!"

"Boom!"

In the heaven, there was a loud noise, and the defense wall of the fairyland opened.

It was opened by the people of the fairyland.

"Kill!" Li Chaoyang rushed out first with the Fengliu Sword in his hand. With a swing of the sword, it seemed that the whole world was filled with his romantic figure. With a hearty laugh, he killed the enemy thousands of miles away.

"We can't let the second brother take the limelight by himself, so we'll go too." Mo Wen, Bu Liuxing, Lin Ang and others killed their way out.

However, before Mo Wen could walk away, the leader of the Rain Alliance grabbed him and snorted coldly: "Don't even think about going anywhere. I said, you are my person, so you are my person in life and my ghost in death. You must die with me."

"Haha, third brother, just obey me."

"Third brother, you are busy, we are leaving, haha, you come on."

Mo Wen was also helpless at this moment.

The war started!

Both Mo Wen and the leader of the Rain Alliance were very strong, and they were almost invincible in the realm of true gods.

However, at this time, a god king from the outside came at an extremely fast speed, with a dark halberd in his hand, and stabbed directly at the back of Mo Wen.

"Be careful!" The leader of the Rain Alliance shouted and pounced on Mo Wen.

"Puff!" Everything happened too fast.

This shot directly pierced the chest of the leader of the Rain Alliance.

In the chaos, no one can stay out of trouble.

"No!" Mo Wen shouted at this time, his eyes were red. He was only a true god, but at this moment he was almost crazy, holding the sword in both hands, slashing out thousands of swords, and killed the foreign god king alive.

He reached out and hugged the leader of the Rain Alliance, his eyes were red: "Why, why are you so stupid?"

Lying in Mo Wen's arms, the leader of the Rain Alliance was very peaceful, with a smile on her lips. She reached out and gently wiped away Mo Wen's tears: "Fool, you cried for me."

"Don't cry." The leader of the Rain Alliance chuckled: "I always thought that I could be your woman in this life, but unfortunately... I don't have that blessing, fool, live, live, don't be a dull oil bottle in the future, girls should be spoiled, if you meet the right one, treat her well."

"No, no, don't. Live."

"Fool, didn't you expect it a long time ago?" The leader of the Rain Alliance lowered his head and looked down, a little absent-minded: "Unfortunately, I can't see..."

The voice faded a little bit.

The leader of the Rain Alliance closed his eyes forever.

"No!" Mo Wen had been holding the leader of the Rain Alliance, and he roared to the sky, his aura fluctuating and rising.

"Die! I want you all to die!"

"Kill!" Mo Wen was almost crazy, and he fought desperately.

In the distance, people from the Immortal Realm continued to die in battle.

Too few.

Although the Immortal Realm has been in a blowout period in recent years, and countless strong people have been born, the time given to them is too little after all.

Now that the Heaven Realm has almost been lost and fallen, how can the Immortal Realm resist the attack of a million troops?

On the other side of the battlefield, Ren Qian'er was surrounded and killed by ten Heavenly Venerables, and she was already scarred, but she was still fighting desperately.

"Puff!" A sword cut through, and Ren Qian'er added another bloody wound, but she did not dodge, and backhanded a sword to kill a Heavenly Venerable.

In the Immortal Realm, one person after another fell, but soon more people filled in.

Moths to the flame.

That's it, right?

At this time, even the outsiders and the rest of the people in the heaven were moved.

Is this the fairyland?

In the fairyland below, the school is still going on, and the children are crying and reciting the moving ballads!

Even if the sky is bloody.

There is no turmoil in the fairyland.

In the fairyland, everyone remains calm and orderly.

There are no rioters.

This is the fairyland.

The fairyland under the Dragon Alliance.

Those heroes are still fighting above, so they will not be in chaos. If those heroes die, what's wrong with them dying together?

At this time, even those outsiders couldn't help showing up at this moment, looking at the fairyland below, which is obviously only the size of a bullet, but is unusually united, and they can't describe the taste.

Even they are shocked at this moment.

Including Han Zun of the Dark Palace, and those people in the Dark Palace who hid far away and didn't dare to return to the heavens in the battle, they all felt unspeakable at this moment.

The heavens have fallen.

Even the Nine Heavens have been defeated.

What is this?

Why does the Immortal Realm still persist?

They couldn't figure it out.

Especially those weak figures who went to die.

The weaker ones are only Immortal Emperors, and some are even Immortal Venerables.

In their eyes, these people are really no different from ants.

Even the stronger ones are just beginners of Heavenly Venerables, too weak.

One million Dao Sources? That's about it, right?

Is it meaningful?

The key is that they can't figure out that people like Ren Qian'er can actually escape on their own. Is it worth dying for some weak ants?

Shouldn't the strong be selfish? Don't the strong live for themselves?

But it was this group of weak people who seemed to burst out with endless power at this moment. They used their flesh and blood to block the millions of foreign troops outside, defending the fairyland and not letting foreign enemies invade.

Shame!

Shock!

This is what Han Zun and the many emperors of the Dark Palace think at this moment.

"Maybe... the emperor is really wrong?"

At this time, Han Zun suddenly laughed at himself.

The emperor created the heaven, but maybe the real world should be like this?

The sky fell, but the tall ones held it up. None of the strong retreated, and all rushed to the front.

Give the weak a peaceful living environment.

This is completely different from their previous ideas.

In their eyes, the strong should be high above and respected. The strong are respected and the weak are servants. This is the real world.

But today in the fairyland, they seem to see a different world.

The strong died for the weak, and the weak prayed for the strong.

Is this... the real world?