Chapter 900

Jingzhou City is like a reef in the middle of a river. The armies of demon and ghost families are like a river, surging in and colliding with each other.

Every moment, whether it is the human race or the demon and ghost race, someone dies.

Among the Terrans, the stronger their strength, the more they stand in front and guard the ordinary people in the city with layers of human walls. However, those ordinary people did not hide at home and wait for death, but spontaneously took weapons to the streets and stood side by side.

Although they are very weak, even the most common demon and ghost families can easily kill them, they are fearless. Keeping home is not only the right of the strong, but also their masters.

Under the war flag, Jing Lao's body trembled gently, and his face was full of pain, but at this time, the only thing he could do was to stimulate the war flag and try his best to enhance the potential of many strong Terrans.

In this way, more and more Terran strongmen fall into madness. Even at the last moment of their life, they don't give up, but choose to explode, die with each other, and die in the most vigorous way.

One by one, I don't know who is the first, let alone who will be the last. Are you really not afraid of death? Obviously, it's impossible, but at this time, life and death are secondary. You don't even have time to imagine what it's like to die.

The mortals and Demons and ghosts have been feuding for hundreds of thousands of years, which broke out in an all-round way at this moment.

Among the strong people who can grow up, which one has not formed hatred with the demon and ghost, and which one has no relatives and friends to die in the hands of the demon and ghost?

Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!

This is the only belief in many people's hearts. Coupled with the blessing of the Terran flag, they show a state of fanaticism.

Zhu Huo and Tianxiang king are the focus of the attack of the demon and ghost families. After all, their strength is too eye-catching. In comparison, Zhu Huo is much more embarrassed, not because his strength is not as good as Tianxiang king, but because he has no backing of Tianxiang king and no continuous power supply.

And in the face of this siege, any skill is false. Only absolute power and absolute defense can stop all this.

The Terran Kingdom has fallen by a third in a short while, and even is decreasing. As for the Kingdom, there are more falling, and there is no way. Fortunately, the demon and ghost families cannot cooperate as one, otherwise the loss of the Terran will only be greater.

In addition, the Terran is fighting back and there is no way back, but the demon and ghost families are different. They are also afraid of death, so they will inevitably restrain themselves in battle. This is another reason why the Terran is defeated and destroyed directly without a single blow.

However, no matter how tenacious the Terran is, it is impossible to change the disparity between the strong and the weak. With the continuous death of people, the Terran gradually began to lose support. The other three walls were destroyed in the battle, leaving Jingzhou City naked on the earth.

On it, the blood slowly gathered into a stream and flowed every inch of Jingzhou City, completely coloring Jingzhou City red.

In mid air, Muyi couldn't help shooting several times, but he was still a line away from lighting his heart. If he did it at this time, it would be destroyed. Even if he saved Jingzhou City, he would also lose the whole Terran.

Before, Mu Yi resolutely came to Jingzhou City. Although he had already put life and death aside, when it was really time for him to make a choice, he understood the pain of the two saints of the Terran. They chose not to rescue Jingzhou City not because they were cold-blooded, but because they could not be saved. They bear the whole Terran.

It's happy to use it for a while, but the consequences are not affordable for the human race, so they must live, even if they have to bear the pain of inner suffering.

What about Muyi? He knew better that as long as he succeeded in igniting his heart fire, all this would no longer be a problem. Let alone Jingzhou City, it would be easy to protect the whole hell people. At that time, it was the demon and ghost people to be afraid of.

Because of this, he can't do anything now. He can only watch the Terrans fall and die miserably.

In the end, is it to seek a heart to understand, or to consider the overall situation and bear humiliation for the future of the Terran?

Originally a very simple multiple-choice question, but when you really put it in front of you, you will find out how difficult this choice is.

"Old man, tell me, how should I choose?"

Muyi closed his eyes in pain and dared not see the tragedy under his feet, but his ears could still hear those unrelenting cries, the most brilliant bloom at the end of life, which were tearing his body like a poisonous snake.

do you have any pain? It hurts!

But he can only bear it with all his strength, and even Muyi feels that this pain is more than all the pain in the past, and it is more a kind of spiritual torture and suffering.

At this time, Mu Yi thought of the old Taoist priest. At the beginning, the old Taoist priest took him to wander the Jianghu, taught him the truth of life, let him understand what is good and evil, what good and bad people, understand survival and life.

In a trance, Muyi seems to have returned to Funiu Mountain. At the last moment of the Taoist life, he came to Funiu Mountain with the Taoist behind his back. His final foothold has become Muyi's home, a simple but reassuring home.

Because there is an old Taoist and the destination of his soul. As long as he is there, he will feel incomparably quiet. He can not think about anything. He can sit there in a daze, bask in the sun and return to the life of an ordinary person without so much trouble and pressure.

"Fool."

Just then, Muyi seemed to see the old Taoist. He stood in front of him, looking at him tenderly and lovingly.

"It's nice to see you, old man." Mu Yi smiled, full of satisfaction like a baby.

"Are you tired? Have a good rest when you are tired. Don't think so much." the old Taoist said softly, with a kind of concern from the heart. It seems that in the eyes of the old Taoist, everything outside is not as important as Muyi.

"I'm tired, but I can't rest. The Terran is still waiting for me to save. I want to be the great emperor. How can I rest if I want to fish you out of the long river of time and space? What if I fall asleep?" Muyi shook his head and said.

"Terran's business is not your business. Why do you have to carry everything on yourself? As for me, death is death. What's the use of living again? And that me is no longer me, you know?" the old Taoist said softly.

"Do you understand? Do you understand?"

This voice has been echoing in Mu Yi's ears, which makes him completely crazy. Yes, does he understand? Does he really understand?

Suddenly, a jade pendant flew out of the salary lamp and stopped in front of Muyi.