Chapter 630 When father and son meet, the boat will always arrive at the shore

It is said that Bubai and Zhu Wudao are dead, and suddenly feel a little sad...

The last sentence of the title has a lot of meaning. On the one hand, it refers to Ji Xiaomo's love for Wu Zhou, and on the other hand, it also refers to Wu Zhou and his son. There will always be a day when the family relationship can be restored.

Chapter 630: When father and son meet, the boat will always arrive at the shore

“It’s miserable, it’s too miserable”

Sikong looked at everything in front of him, with tears streaming down his face and infinite sadness. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but repeat: "It's miserable, it's too miserable, it's too miserable."

What leaped in front of us were thousands of corpses.

Kill all those with martial arts and above.

Wherever you looked, corpses and mutilated limbs were piled up all over the mountains and fields, and the blood dyed the area for hundreds of miles completely red, like a burning sea of ​​​​hell.

Kill, kill, kill him until the sky is dark and the earth is dark.

Kill, kill, kill until his flesh and blood are shed.

The bones formed mounds, and the blood flowed. It was extremely cruel. Thousands of corpses were piled up in such a cold manner, as high as a mountain, and the blood flowing there was as much as the sea.

So much so that this kind of shock caused Sikong and his companions to fall into a daze and receive the most powerful spiritual impact, just like a storm sweeping across the country.

There are wounds everywhere, ruins everywhere, corpses everywhere, and blood everywhere.

Sikong shivered, his pale face couldn't hold back the tears, he knelt down and cried out sadly: "This is so tragic."

"In our soul cultivation world, thousands of years of prosperity and tens of thousands of years of foundation were all wiped out in one day."

Tens of thousands of years of peace and development foundation have created these thousands of years of prosperity, creating a heyday in the soul cultivation world.

But this heyday has only been around for a few hundred years, and it has already come to an end and entered the era of its greatest decline.

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"me……"

Sikong trembled and cried sadly: "We are right or wrong to join the war?"

Sikong never understood that whether he participated in the war or not would not affect the fate of these members of the Killing Zuo Alliance, nor could it affect the success or failure of Zuo Wuzhou. The only thing that affected was the success, failure, life and death of Luoshuang and others.

One of his comrades was killed in the battle, and the remaining comrade was choked with sobs but didn't know how to comfort him.

Really, it's too miserable.

Just as Sikong said, in this battle, the tens of thousands of years of foundation of the soul cultivation world were destroyed.

At its peak, Xia San San San had 80 to nearly 100 super saints. However, after this battle, there were almost no super saints left. Except for Luo Shuang and Sheng Xibei, there were only one percent left.

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At its peak, Xia Santian once had more than 10,000 Martial Saints. However, after this battle, more than 5,000 Martial Saints died under the crushing and killing of countless super saints like bulldozers. Looking at the world, the rest of Xia Santian

Martial Saint, Xu Shi only has four thousand left.

In this battle, about thirty super saints from the Killing Left Alliance were killed, and about five thousand martial saints were killed. Wu Zong and Wu Yu were even more numerous.

After one battle, the Killing Left Alliance was completely destroyed, with almost no one left alive.

Sikong shouted loudly, brewing great sadness

The consequences of this battle caused a great decline in the soul cultivation world. How many years will it take to recover? One thousand years? Two thousand years? Five thousand years? Even ten thousand years

In a nutshell, today's soul cultivation world is at its most degraded and fragile state ever, with more than 70% of its high-end military forces having been killed, and having been regressed by more than a thousand years.

The Killing Left Alliance gathers the world's heroes, gathers the world's talents, and is the strongest and most powerful sect in every sect.

Once they are all killed, it means that at least 80% of the elites and geniuses in the soul cultivation world, as well as the hope for the future, have been killed in one fell swoop.

With Sikong's benevolence, how could he not be heartbroken: "I can even see what will happen to our home here in the future when demon spirits invade and strife breaks out in the world."

No one can predict it.

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Stepping on the mountain, my eyes were fixed on Sikong's body in the distance for a long time.

Zuo Wuzhou slowly withdrew his gaze: "He is considered a good person. Unfortunately, soul monks are not born to be good people, and there are no pure good people."

A soul monk who is not good at using force is like a politician who is not good at using power. It is difficult to say whether he is pitiful or pathetic.

Slowly walking back, he suddenly felt something. He saw Sikong with red eyes and his companions rushing over, almost giving him a big gift: "Sikong asks Zuo Chaosheng for something."

"Say" Zuo Wuzhou looked at Sikong calmly.

Sikong miserably said: "I beg you, Zuo Chaosheng, to take action. Don't bring chaos to the world. When the demon spirits invade, I beg you to take action."

Sikong stared intently, showing sincerity and pleading: "Except for you, no one can stop the chaos in the world, and no one can stop the invasion of demon spirits."

When Zuo Wuzhou held Gu Dingtian's head and Shi Shiran returned, he was destined to be invincible for the next three days and the strongest for the next three days.

If Zuo Wuzhou can compete with the six super saints and even kill the six super saints, then the invasion of demon souls is not a problem at all, and the chaos in the world may not be able to be suppressed.

The premise is that Zuo Wuzhou is willing to take action

After pondering for a while, Zuo Wuzhou nodded and said, "If the demon spirits invade, I will take action. Whether the world is in chaos or not is none of my business."

Sikong was stunned

Zuo Wuzhou walked back slowly, and said in a fluttering voice: "I don't ask about people and affairs in the world. Someone will ask about it. I think you are a good person, so I give you these reassuring words."

Sikong took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Zuo Wuzhou's back: "Thank you very much, Zuo Chaosheng, for saving the world."

"Save the world? When did I become so great?"

Zuo Wuzhou walked back with a smile. When he saw the corpses, his smile faded, leaving only sighs and heaviness: "They came all the way to fight for me and died here. We must not let them down. We must treat them well." Their relatives."

Looking back, Zuo Wuzhou felt a ray of sadness: "If you lose your twins, cremate them, and I will personally send them home. They fought for me and died because of me. I must do something for them."

"It's the alliance leader" Luo Shuang choked with tears

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This is the battle that will determine the fate of the world.

One battle will determine the outcome, but countless people will die in the battle.

There were seventeen super saints and more than a thousand martial saints who came back with Zuo Wuzhou.

After the war, the only ones who survived were eight super saints including Luo Shuang and Sheng Xibei, and more than three hundred martial saints, all of whom were seriously or lightly injured.

The damage caused by the battle is unimaginable.

In fact, the battle situation was far more dangerous than imagined. Even among the hundreds of martial saints led by Nie Chaoye, more than 30% of them died in the battle, even if they joined the battle late.

In fact, it is a great luck to have eight super saints and more than three hundred martial saints survive.

To a large extent, it is precisely because each of the soul monks from No. 2 was killed in the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses, and therefore is very proficient in survival and self-protection in chaotic battles. Because of this, there are these survivors.

If it were local people who lacked experience in fighting to the death and self-protection, they would probably all be killed.

In this battle, Zuo Wuzhou was against six or seven of the strongest Super Saints, which was very difficult. But after all, he was the most powerful and had many trump cards, so victory was almost inevitable.

On the contrary, it was Luoshuang and Nie Hui who fought the hardest and most dangerously.

Although Zuo Wuzhou is indifferent, he is not ruthless. These people are fighting for him and dying because of him, and he will never treat them lightly.

After pondering for a while, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly said: "Tell the survivors that no matter whether they want to leave or stay in the future, there will be adequate arrangements. For those who want to leave, it will not be too late to leave after they recover from their injuries."

"Have the trophies been collected?" Zuo Wuzhou looked back.

Luoshuang's arm was almost cut off, so he helplessly hung it up to recuperate and receive treatment: "The battlefield cleaning has been completed, and the spoils have been handed over to Ji Chaosheng."

"Well, sort the trophies into categories and distribute them to them when they leave." Zuo Wuzhou smiled: "I will ask Beidou to refine some more elixirs, and they can take them back and give them to their apprentices and future generations. Well, it is simply good for cultivation."

"Tell them to rest in peace and recuperate, and there is no need to rush anything."

Sheng Xibei sighed with emotion and bent down to salute: "On behalf of everyone, I would like to thank the leader for his kindness."

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After the war, there were naturally many things to deal with.

However, as Zuo Wuzhou said from the bottom of his heart, what does the world have to do with him?

From the moment Zhu Wudao and others died, Zuo Wuzhou was no longer willing to interfere with the affairs of the next three days. Therefore, he left many arrangements for the funeral to Wu Xi, Xiao Cao and others.

Throughout the next three days, there were few things worth Zuo Wuzhou's concern and concern.

Becoming the ruler of the world? Zuo Wuzhou has never thought about it, even though countless people seem to be excited about it, and even think that it is inevitable and logical for Zuo Wuzhou to replace Hun Tianzong and become the new ruler.

But if Zuo Wuzhou could take fame and fortune seriously, he would never achieve what he has achieved today.

In a nutshell, in his eyes and heart, apart from the soul path, there is no room for much else.

Everyone was busy coming and going, Zuo Wuzhou watched with cold eyes, not knowing whether to laugh or feel sad. He laughed at these people running around for fame and fortune, but felt sad at these people who gave up their souls.

After thinking about it carefully, Zuo Wuzhou laughed: "Actually, how am I qualified to treat them like this?"

"Everyone has his or her own choice and his or her own path. You don't have to think that your own scenery is beautiful just because others have to follow their own path to see your own scenery."

If you succeed in cultivation and then live a life of ease, wealth and honor, and enjoy it for the rest of your life, it might be a different way of life.
To be continued...