I Created the Salvation Organization

"I built Salvation Organization ()"

These people are obviously human beings who are struggling in this world.

It's been a long time.

An old man who seemed to be the leader said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that those lunatics have not caught up, let's eat first, and hurry up to recover your physical strength and mana."

Hearing this, two people got into the sedan chair immediately.

When they came out again, the two had already taken out some things that looked like plants in their hands.

"Is there only so much?" An old man couldn't help but said, "It's less than the day before yesterday, Mr. Sixiang, our mana is almost exhausted. Just these spiritual food, we can't go very far."

"This is the meaning of the head." The old man known as Uncle Sixiang, who was the one who spoke at the beginning, glanced at the person who spoke, and said in a low voice, "Without the permission of the head, no one is allowed to speak." If you want to get spiritual food, feel free to use it, and when necessary, the head will arrange it naturally."

Hearing this, the rest of the old people didn't dare to say anything.

The person in charge of making the spiritual food immediately took out a small cauldron and put the "plants" in his hands into it. In an instant, traces of pure spiritual energy scattered around, but all of them were suppressed in the sedan chair. Within the range of the halo emanating from the inside, everyone swallowed greedily.

Until this time, these old people showed a somewhat different color.

If Mu Xuefei was here at the moment, she would be able to tell immediately.

These are all extraordinary people above the fourth rank! Being able to soar through the clouds and move mountains and seas is the level of a strong person in most extraordinary worlds!

But at this moment, they have lost their light and are full of turbidity.

Both body and spiritual power have been weakened to the extreme, not much stronger than ordinary people.

Even if everyone has finished enjoying the so-called "snacks", they have only recovered a little bit, a little at the level of a second-order transcendent, that's all.

Just when they were about to seal their emotions and hurry on their way again.

Suddenly.

The light in the sedan chair was bright, and the spiritual energy gushed out frantically, pouring all of it into everyone's body. In an instant, as if the years passed, everyone's white hair returned to black hair in a short period of time, and their appearance seemed like Decades younger.

That Uncle Four Elephants turned into a young man who looked to be in his twenties or thirties at most. His skin was smooth, his spiritual energy surged, and his divine light suddenly appeared. He seemed to have become a powerful transcendent.

But his expression was extremely heavy.

"Attention everyone! Those lunatics are catching up! Quick, get on top of the head!"

The rest of the people have almost returned to their peak state, but all of them are pale, and naturally there is an atmosphere of sadness wandering among them.

But no one hesitated.

Several people immediately loaded onto the wooden sedan chair. Under the surge of spiritual energy, streaks of spiritual energy gradually emerged on the sedan chair, which were obviously not extraordinary, and Master Si Xiang urged it with all his strength. In an instant, the entire wooden bridge turned Turning into a streamer, it carried most of the people away in one direction.

Only one disciple who looked to be in his forties was left behind.

But it was not missed.

The man closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he seemed numb.

Soon, there were a few swishes.

A series of figures suddenly enveloped him, accompanied by various voices.

"whee."

"Look at this man, he's so fat."

"Poor, poor, like a puppet."

"Hey, hey, let's play together."

"Hahaha, I got you, I got you!"

"..."

Each of these voices is extremely chaotic, sometimes like a child, sometimes like a woman, sometimes like an old man, people can't tell what these people are talking about, and even if you listen carefully, you will feel that you are His head also began to become a mess, as if more and more people were whispering in his ears, like a gangrene, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Take a closer look.

Where are these "people".

They are simply a group of incomprehensible monsters, like hallucinations seen after being poisoned, there are villains floating in the air, with tentacles like water waves, and even strange-shaped squirrels and rabbits, constantly twisting and rushing towards the surroundings. Come on, more and more, more and more...

Even a normal person would feel sick and confused when seeing such a scene.

However, the cultivator who stayed behind did not respond in any way.

He has sealed all his emotions.

"I joined the sect at the age of twelve and have been practicing for three hundred and twenty-five years." He ignored all the strange scenes around him, ignored all the sounds, and just spoke slowly in a calm tone, as if he was talking to himself , "Although there is no hope of eternal life, today is the end. However, this is not my fault, but a catastrophe in the world. There is nothing to do. If you are about to die, you should die in a suitable place. Only three hundred years of hard work will not be wasted!"

As soon as the words fell, the surging spiritual energy burst out from the body, like a frightening wave, released crazily.

This is the final battle.

At this time, he should be heroic and tragic, but he is still numb. He can know that he is perishing, he can know his ending, but even at this last moment, he can't show the slightest emotion, but can only be numb fighting, watching all this numbly.

However, under the protection of the halo of the wooden sedan chair, everyone who could release their emotions a little bit gritted their teeth.

"After Senior Brother Mu Huan, it's my turn." A man who also looked about 40 years old whispered, "In just twenty years, more than a hundred senior brothers have died. Afterwards, Master and those tens of millions of people are just waiting to die, so what's the use of living like this..."

"Musin!" Sixiang suddenly shouted, "Pay attention to your emotions!"

The man named Mu Xin was startled, and when he looked again, one of his arms became elongated and limp at some point, like a reflection in the waves.

Sure enough, there can be no carelessness in the slightest.

However, even when his elder brother died in battle for the queen, can't he feel any sadness? Half depressed? What is the meaning of this way of living? It's better to die vigorously in battle, or just fall like this, it's better than living such a meaningless life.

Seeing that the limbs of his few nephews have begun to twist and deform, the whole body is rapidly changing in the direction of illusion rather than human.

Sixiang could only raise the sharp sword in his hand.

The rest of the people turned their heads away one by one, but their faces were still expressionless. They had to control their emotions.

This is not the first time that such a situation has happened. What's worse, even if it has reached such a cruel point, they still have to endure it.

Because even despair cannot be possessed.