The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

The harshness of these words caused the anger of everyone in the Demon Race to surge upwards, especially Chi You, whose eyes were red, turned his head suddenly, and stared in the direction of the source of the voice.

A black dot came not far away in a blink of an eye, with his hands clasped, looking like he was watching a good show, and the contempt and disdain in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

Chi You's pupils shrank, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Xie!"

Mo Xie looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Chi You, you never dreamed that you would become like this, will there be such a day?"

"Mo Xie, don't speak sarcastic words. At least, I am still alive, and the master you are loyal to has long since died." Chi You retorted.

Mo Xie said calmly: "Master's resurrection is imminent, your words are meaningless at all."

Chi You's heart trembled, and he asked: "It seems that you have collected enough pure yang power, but do you think Tang Zheng will sit idly by? You know, Tang Zheng revealed to me that you use the life totem to absorb pure yang power .It’s just that I have other more important things to do, so I just ignored you.”

"Hehe, it seems that the more important thing you call is to bring the wild land back to the world, right? It's a pity, you failed." Mo Xie sneered.

Chi You snorted coldly, "Don't you think you can bring the Yellow Emperor back to life?"

"I'm not as stupid as you, Tang Zheng ruined my plan every time."

"Don't you? Tang Zheng destroyed the Golden Crow's Soul and the Life Totem, didn't they?"

Mo Xie didn't fall into the trap, and said calmly: "But he didn't completely destroy the situation, making it impossible to save the situation. Now, the plan is going well, even Tang Zheng can't destroy it."

"Seeing how confident you are, the resurrection of the Yellow Emperor is a certainty?" Chi You asked.

Moye smiled, everything was self-evident.

Chi You hated secretly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, he didn't know what the other party's plan was, and he couldn't destroy it.

When he thought that the Yellow Emperor would be resurrected and face his old enemy again, it was difficult for him to restrain the monstrous anger in his heart.

From now on, he will not only have to face Tang Zheng, but also face the Yellow Emperor, which is equivalent to facing enemies from both sides, and his situation will be very dangerous.

With an idea, he pretended to be kind and said: "Mo Xie, you and I are people of the same era. Although we are enemies, we can still be considered acquaintances. There is something that I have to remind you."

"Oh, when did you become so kind?" Mo Xie jokingly said, not believing Chi You's so-called kindness at all.

"This is just a piece of advice from an old acquaintance."

Mo Xie raised her eyebrows and said with great interest, "Then I want to hear what kind of advice it is?"

"Kill Tang Zheng, especially at this time, he consumes a lot of energy. If you kill him, no one can destroy your good deeds." Chi You said with murderous intent in his eyes.

Mo Xie was slightly taken aback, and laughed loudly: "Haha, Chi You, you are so stubborn, and you still want to provoke me to clear the obstacles for you at this time, do you think you are the only smart person in the world?"

Knowing the motive, Chi You didn't panic, and said calmly, "Is what I said unreasonable? Even if the Yellow Emperor is resurrected, Tang Zheng will become his enemy in the future, even a serious worry in his heart."

Mo Xie shook her head: "Although I admit that Tang Zheng is indeed extraordinary, I have to say that you take him too seriously, and even compare him with the master."

Obviously, although Mo Xie thought that Tang Zheng was very powerful and a difficult character who might threaten him, he didn't believe that Tang Zheng could threaten the Yellow Emperor at all.

Hearing Chi You's suggestion, he couldn't help feeling ridiculous.

Chi You shook his head and sighed: "You group of self-important and arrogant fellows, after tens of thousands of years, you are still like this."

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson. On the contrary, you have repeatedly suffered losses in Tang Zheng's hands. It can only show that you are too weak. Back then, you were not the master's opponent, and now, you are even less the master's opponent. If this is the case, then Not to mention waiting for the master to do it later, I will get rid of you first."

After Mo Xie finished speaking, his murderous aura exploded.

Chi You was startled suddenly,

It was a great shame and humiliation that I was looked down upon so much by the Yellow Emperor's subordinates.

You know, back then he could crush Mo Xie at will, and the only one who could fight him was the Yellow Emperor.

This kind of contrast made Chi You's lungs almost explode.

"Moxie, you alone dare to shout in front of me. I don't know how death is written. Back then, you survived, but now, you will definitely die, and you will be crushed and ashes. You will never stand up again. You will never be resurrected Opportunity."

"Sage, kill him!"

With Chi You's order, the sage, who had already dispelled the barbaric aura, just found a chance to vent his anger in his heart.

Whoosh!

Shengjun raised the sky-opening axe, aiming at Mo Xie with a flickering cold light.

Mo Xie was not afraid at all, and sneered, "Chi You, do you really think I'm alone?"

Chi You frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Mo Xie raised his hand, with a ring on his finger, a light flashed, and a dark crowd appeared behind him.

Liu Wuxin and Ye Meiyu were in the crowd.

During the battle of the life totem, the two fled in a hurry and were injured. Now that his injuries have healed, his cultivation seems to have improved a lot, and he is full of vigor and fighting spirit.

"Storage ring!" Chi You yelled in shock, with awe in his heart, "You actually have such a magic weapon for storage."

This is the pain in Chi You's heart. Although he has been resurrected for a long time and has the magic weapon of the Battle Soul Sword, he still lacks a high-level storage magic weapon like Sumeru Tianxia.

Mo Xie actually possessed such a magic weapon one step ahead, so he could hide soldiers with him, and he was alone, almost coming and going without a trace.

Whether it is a sneak attack or a battle, it will be more unexpected and its power will increase greatly.

Mo Xie raised her hand, looked at the ring on her finger, and said with a smile, "Yes, the storage ring, it's called Mi Zhijie."

"What's the big deal about a broken ring." Chi You pretended to be disdainful.

Mo Xie shrugged and said, "It's nothing special, but you don't."

This sentence was very cheap, it hit Chi You's pain thoroughly, ignited his anger, he roared hysterically: "Kill them, kill them!"

The holy king took the lead, leading the exhausted demons, motivating the few remaining fighting forces, and fighting with the emperor's tribe in the blink of an eye.

The sound of shouting and killing resounded through the sky immediately, and half the sky was stained red with blood.

When Tang Zheng and the others returned to the top of Mount Tai, they didn't notice this tragic battle, otherwise, he would definitely have to get involved.

Looking at the desolate Mount Tai, especially the dead and wounded comrades on the ground, everyone fell into silence.

This battle was the most tragic in Tang Zheng's history, with the largest number of casualties. Only then did he realize that he could not truly protect everyone's life.

There is no end to manpower. Although he is full of self-confidence, there are things in this world that he cannot do.

A depressive atmosphere was brewing in everyone's hearts.

Many people squatted down with red eyes, picked up their dead companions, wiped the blood off their faces, and burst into tears.

Who said that men don't play lightly, just because they haven't reached the sad place.

This scene is the best proof.

Although Tang Zheng didn't shed tears, the emotion in his heart was more painful than tears. He realized that his words, one order could already affect many people, and even affect their life and death.

The so-called, the more you have, the greater your responsibility, and he deeply understands this.

Among the dead were not only the witch clan, but also warriors, and some elites from the Li Palace, which were dispatched by Li Xiaotian temporarily.

So, seeing so many people of different identities collapsing together was quite shocking.

"What should we do now?" Tian Chanzi asked.

Tang Zheng's gaze scanned the battlefield bit by bit, as if he was unwilling to let go of any detail, and wanted to imprint this scene deeply in his mind.

No one urged him, they just stared at him one after another.

After this battle, he has become the core of everyone.

"Bring back all the comrades who died, we must bury them in peace, and let them rest in peace." Tang Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The answer also contained complex feelings, which were deafening.

Next, everyone found the remains of their comrades in an orderly manner, because there were demons among the dead.

Many people hugged each other, kept fighting and fighting, and finally died together. The death was very tragic.

Warriors are not useless, many warriors eventually use their lives to kill the cultivator, or several warriors work together to surround and annihilate the cultivator.

The role of the warrior explained his combat power and role to the world in this battle.

Tang Zheng has never underestimated warriors, after all, there are too many warriors around him, not to mention, there is the lord Ji Wuxiang, a warrior you defy the sky.

The Tianqi he created is extremely difficult even for cultivators to break, and which cultivator dares to say that he is better than Ji Wuxiang?

It was precisely because of his attitude that the Yan family won the hearts of the Yan family. Even though they knew that there would be casualties, and there were many, the Yan family still sent people to support them regardless of their own safety.

Tang Zheng walked to the elders of the Wu clan, and the Wu clan gathered around him.

The witches on the altar were seriously injured. Although they managed to save one life in the end, they had to recuperate for a period of time before they could fully recover.

But at this moment, the witch clan reunited, sweeping away the previous haze, there is me in you, and you in me hold each other's hands, chattering non-stop, as if there are thousands of words.

This is the most authentic reaction of a person who has experienced the test of life and death.

Seeing Tang Zheng approaching, the Wu clan stopped talking, stared at him burningly, lowered their bodies deeply, and shouted respectfully: "Master!"

This sentence comes from the heart of the master.

Tang Zheng didn't correct him, the Wu Clan had already made their choice to respect him as the main one, if he respected him but refused, it would hurt the Wu Clan's emotions even more.

Tang Zheng nodded solemnly, and shook hands with them one after another, shaking each other's hands with a sense of power.

In the end, when Tang Zheng held the elder's hand, the eyes of the two met, and Tang Zheng said earnestly, "Elder, I made you suffer."

The elder shook his head excitedly: "No. Master, our whole family is grateful for your life-saving grace."

After a pause, the elder said mysteriously again: "Also, the grace of re-creation."

"Grace of reinvention?" Tang Zheng's heart moved, and he looked at him suspiciously.