MTL - Starting From the Dragon Clan To Penetrate the World-v2 Chapter 1679 : 1 knife breaks all armies

Chu Zihang and Lu Chen re-analyzed the situation in this world the day before yesterday, and they believed that such things as legends are by no means fabricated in this type of world. Just like the world where Chu Zihang grew up, most myths and legends have their prototypes, and they are by no means groundless. In this world where extraordinary power exists, there are legends about Lingzhu, so it must be that Lingzhu has descended in history.

Based on many historical clues, he speculated that before the beginning of the prehistoric calendar, at the end of the last era, there was once a spirit bead descending.

And according to the deduction, the human race was still very powerful in that era, and the secret blood warriors had not disappeared. If the powerful human race was counted at that time, it would be the nine powerful races.

Chu Zihang believes that this is a qualification competition game. If there is a big melee, it will be too disorderly. I am afraid that this kind of ceremony will only be started when there are nine qualified people or nine powerful races. .

Of course, the way of heaven is impermanent, and the ultimate owner of the Lingzhu may not be one of the nine powerful clans, nor may it be the newly-rising Tianjiao in the era. The only thing he doesn't understand now is how Tiandao observes the race situation and how it defines whether it meets the conditions.

The key condition to trigger the descending of the spirit beads, is it nine powerful races or nine powerful creatures? In other words, are these nine races determined? What are the criteria for defining them? 2

But Lu Zhan told Chu Zihang that after he beheaded the ant lion patriarch, there seemed to be a strange mark branded on his regicide, and the regicide couldn't be swallowed up.

After analysis, Chu Zihang believed that it was a racial imprint, which was the origin of the race, marking the ant lion patriarch when all things were born. Perhaps the number of racial imprints held was the criterion for the strength of the supreme clan.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Lu Chen is going to do the massacre of all races. They can also make other races submit to them, so that the oldest ancestors of that race can present a mark representing their race.

After sorting out all kinds of things, Chu Zihang felt that he was familiar with this game mode. He had played the game of collecting race chess pieces in the game life world, but it was too unchallenging. Activate the ancient **** mode.

Today's games are more complicated, and the requirements for combat power are also higher. In fact, it is no longer a competition of wisdom. In the prehistoric continent, the collision is always based on strength.

In the end, Lu Chen made a decision, saying that he has fully understood the strategy of this world, in short... all cut and done!

Today is a grand ceremony in the Martial God Tribe. The ceremony is held at the northern border of the human race. In the hidden mountain, which is also the last natural danger of the human race, Lu Chen stands on the edge of the cliff.

Many human races gathered at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the legendary Emperor Wu. Even though today is the day when the army is overwhelming, they are holding a ceremony. Because Emperor Wu had climbed to the highest peak of this mountain range, he would personally punish those invading enemies.

Lu Chen glanced down and saw the uneasiness of the human race. Although he asked Chu Zihang to arrange the ceremony, he specially helped to collect some supplies for the living and food of the human race. For the time being, there was no pressure from hunger and cold, just to cultivate the human race confidence, but these people still seem very uneasy.

Even though it was a grand ceremony, all of them lowered their heads, anxious and uneasy, and seemed to have no strength to eat, because they felt that the road ahead was a bit dark.

It is easy to understand that the arrival of Emperor Wu helped them solve the crisis of the antlions, but as time passed, new crises followed one after another, and they began to realize that the human race might have no future at all.

Even if they resist, there will be new races to oppress them. After defeating the enemy, there will be stronger enemies. Because their ancestors made mistakes, they have to suffer.

Even if Emperor Wu defeated this group of incoming enemies, there will be more intruders in the future. Can Emperor Wu win forever?

Of course, not only everyone is so worried, there are also young children who are full of vigor, especially those secret blood warriors who have started to practice. Kill the enemy on the battlefield.

The old people in the human race looked very open, but they were smiling and enjoying the rare ceremony, because they believed that no matter what the ending was, the human race would be tough at the end.

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No, they shouldn't be existences that perish in silence at the edge of the world.

"Everyone, why don't you enjoy the festival to your heart's content?" Lu Chen asked in a loud voice to the tribal crowd at the foot of the mountain.

In the crowd, people stopped their actions, many people lowered their heads, and the young children were full of fighting spirit.

No one answered Lu Zhan's words, because different people, different ages, have different thoughts, and they all know that everyone thinks differently, so they can't give Emperor Wu an accurate answer.

"Is it because today is the day when the enemy army invades?"

Lu Chen continued to ask, "Is it because my human race has been oppressed and pushed into this most remote corner since the prehistoric calendar?"

He glanced at the crowd below, his voice spread throughout the Valkyrie tribe, and his spiritual thoughts covered everyone, "Is it because of that false crime? Or is it the darkness that can only be moved forward?"

For a long time, no one answered. "cowardly!"

Lu Chen's voice was indifferent, "When I acted that day, I saw the determination of the human race, and the unwillingness and anger in the desperate situation, the roar of the soul in the sadness, where did it go? Is it at ease? Or is it enough to live a good life for the last time before dying?"

Chu Zihang listened to Lu Chen's words and wanted to speak, which was different from their original plan, but seeing Lu Zhan's eyes, he gave up trying to persuade him.

Because he felt Brother Lu's anger, the human race was indeed a bit muddy and couldn't support the wall.

This is not like the human race in the game life world he has been to. No matter how much the human race loses in that world, it is still just a game. The territory shrinks, and no one will die. At most, it is because of continuous defeat and people lose their confidence. .

The human race on the Great Desolate Continent is different. This huge cluster is extremely complex, with young people full of dreams and fighting spirit. There are also adults who have experienced the vicissitudes of life and have seen the truth of the world and the darkness of the future, as well as the elderly who have finally become open-minded when they grow old.

But in the final analysis, after being oppressed for more than 900 million years and being raised as domestic animals, the human race has become extremely inferior.

They will doubt whether it is really the ancestors who committed the crime. They are all descendants of sinners, so they have to go through this catastrophe. Some people even think that this is a matter of course. It is not that the human race has never fought, and the result of the struggle is that only these people are left in the end. In the confrontation of foreign races, they seem too weak. Not only is there a difference in the level of practitioners, but there have also been geniuses in the history of the human race, such as the former great chief Like that, a strong man who has practiced to a high level without a teacher.

But those strong men were all dead, and were easily defeated by people from other races in the same land. The foot that stepped on their pride seemed to tell them a truth that the human race was really an inferior race.

Indeed, they do not have the powerful strength and defensive power of the Ant Lions, nor do they have fire control and brute force like the Fire Bulls, nor do they have the talent and supernatural powers of the Spider People. Humans are born weak, and in any respect, Compared with other races, they seem to have no advantages, and are at a disadvantage in most fields.

As for the mind? Everyone is an intelligent creature, and the human race has no advantage.

The final result is that the human race gradually feels their own powerlessness, and thinks that they are an inferior race with sinful blood, and their inferiority complex is difficult to erase. In the end, most people no longer think about fighting to the death, but give up.

Just like when Lu Chen came here for the first time, the old man sitting on the roof drinking was full of despair for the future. Darkness, so he thought there was nothing wrong with giving up on himself and going to death.

This situation makes them feel sad and indignant, but they can't think of it as the victim's guilt. This situation of the human race is caused by the oppression of the ten thousand races, and the human race cannot be blamed for not living up to expectations.

They have already passed the age of believing that blood and hard work can reverse everything. The cruel fact is that no matter how evil the human race is born in this era, they cannot fight against the ten thousand races.

Just like the previous Emperor Wu, he didn't even dare to admit his identity as a human race to the outside world, because he was too powerful alone.

If he is too young, if he is recognized as a human race, he might have been taken away by the Qiang clan for research.

To be honest, Chu Zihang thought it would be reckless for Brother Lu not to lie dormant for ten thousand years and consolidate his cultivation before taking action.

But he is not easy to stop him, because he knows that brother Lu is such a person, if he doesn't like it, he will do it, if he feels injustice, he will take action, and the other party will always be the chivalrous young man and noble warrior he knows.

Lu Chen looked at the changing expressions of the people below, and continued: "If you don't have strength, I can give you strength; if you don't have exercises, I can pass them down. But if you lose the will to resist and fight, then you have nothing. significance."

His voice became louder and his speech speed began to speed up, "Yes, the human race is born without any advantage over the ten thousand race, but have you ever thought about why you will suffer for 900 million years? bullying?"

He asked back: "Is it because you are weak? Is it because the so-called ancestors were guilty?" At this time, a middle-aged man below said tremblingly: "Isn't it?"

Lu Chen glanced at the other party, his expression indifferent, "None, but because of fear." "Fear?"

The crowd below was in a commotion, full of doubts and incomprehension.

"Since ancient times, the history books have been written by the victors, and the rules have been made by the strong. There are all living beings in the Great Desolate Continent, and there are countless weak races, but they all have their own way of life. The strong races have never interfered and suppressed. Since ancient times, the suppression of a certain The original intention of a power is never because that power is easy to bully, but because the strong are afraid of its potential."

Lu Chen continued: "Suppressing is out of fear, not obliterating is out of greed, because you and others contain the huge treasures left by our ancestors, and they will not let the people go extinct until they solve the mystery, even if I don't take action , no matter how humble the human race is, there will always be a strong race to save the last fire."

At this time, some people below were inexplicably relieved.

Lu Chen had expected this, and continued: "Is it enough to live like a domestic animal? Perhaps the human race has nothing and is the weakest race, but even the weak will turn back when they reach the edge of the cliff Give it a go?"

He looked at the dust in the distance, the army that came with the power of heaven and earth was the arrival of the strong men of the three races.

"A declining race can lose its strength, but it must not lose its heart to resist adversity. Recall the brilliance you once broke out in the desperate situation; admit it, you are weak 2

The ugliness that was revealed at the time; accept all of yourself, and ignite the last courage... "

The regicide around Lu Chen's waist slowly unsheathed, "We are the weakest race, and also the strongest race, so weak that we are ravaged by all races, and so strong that all races fear us..."

He stepped into the sky and walked towards the enemy army in the distance, ignoring the shouts of Emperor Wu's former opponent, "Let me be a human race, light the torch of courage, and burn the first smoke of the counterattack!

As the voice fell, the pitch-black sword light streaked across the void, the plain retreated, the sky and the earth were overturned, the sea in the distance rose, and the rain from the sky fell, accompanied by boundless blood, forming the dusk of the setting sun.

Break through all armies with one blow, and there will be no gods in the world!

The figure dressed in black stood tall in the sky, his face was blown by the strong wind, his clothes fluttered, and in the scene of annihilation, the burning clouds in the sky cast a faint light on him.

He raised his blade and pointed to the north, "From now on, the human race declares war on all races that are hostile to the human race on the Great Desolate Continent!"

Surprisingly, under the afterglow of the setting sun, in the rain of blood on the horizon, when the crazy words spread throughout the Wushen tribe, what people felt for the first time was not the fear of provoking the ten thousand races, but the feeling that the blood in their bodies was burning.

In the next moment, a loud roar erupted in the valley. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com It was the victorious Xuan Xiao, a beast that abandoned its cowardice and put on a fierce expression after being cornered. That last ignited courage is a gleam of hopelessness that will expand until it illuminates all darkness and burns the grasslands. The crowd was cheering, crying, howling, and letting out their emotions.

The festival has begun.

Lu Zhan retracted the saber into its sheath, and swept away the wind between the sky and the earth with his arms, and the blood rain in the distance subsided. Just now, with his saber, he beheaded six Shinto powerhouses, and the regicide was still trembling with excitement. beep, like

It's the desire for more blood.

Lu Chen patted the handle of the knife and looked into the distance, "Don't worry, I'll make you full. There's a lot of food in this continent." Chu Zihang looked at Lu Chen's back and helplessly held his forehead. It is really in line with Brother Lu's reckless routine, directly declaring war on the Wanzu. Although it is about a race that is hostile to the human race, how many of the ten thousand races are not hostile to the human race? I'm afraid that in the near future, the real army of Nanzhan Buzhou will arrive. At that time, it will be the real **** battle.

It seems that no matter what brother Lu said, his heart is very restless, and he can't wait to break through this era.

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