Chapter 1109

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The power is depleted and replenished, filled and depleted. Even if you realize the power of the earth, even if you break through the body training, the immovable mountain still stands on the earth, and will continue to stand on the earth in the future. Hundreds of years, thousands of years, ten thousand years.

This is a weight that no one should bear. It is the earth that carries it, not people, not just monks, or... not just mortals.

As the transformation of the spine stopped, Xia Yi's strength was suddenly deflated. "At the bottom of the small and lightless mountain, he was doing foolish behavior that was not favored by anyone. Fortunately, no one knew about it. If he knew, he wouldn't laugh. Die Xia Yi.

"My awareness is not enough...

"Although I want to ask Dai Situ...,...

“I can’t bear their death.

"Mortals die, allies die, sect disciples die..."

"Am I carrying too little?

"I'm just motivated by hate.

"I never really thought about protecting...

The depleted power was difficult to recover, and the earth energy was no longer infused. Xia Yi felt empty in his heart, and something was still missing. At this time, he remembered a sentence, a person named Di Xia, who did not exist in the world, once asked him, Why does he protect?

At that time, it was for Yu'er.

But now he seems to be doing it for Dongxuan. Tired of hearing about Dongxuan's glory in Taixuan Palace, Xia Yi always treats himself as an outsider, reminding himself time and time again that it doesn't matter if Dongxuan is destroyed, as long as Xuanhuang is there.

As long as Yu'er is there, as long as Xuanhuang is there:.

Yes, he is indeed an outsider, but only so far. In this battle, all the sects have responded to his call, because he is Lord Dongxuan, because he is fighting for Dongxuan Territory, and there are no monks willing to go to the battlefield. One by one, Xia Yi was treated as an outsider. The disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the Six Small Continents fight for themselves and for his will. The Thunder Clan fights for atonement and for righteousness. The Blood Moon Sect wants to prove that they are decent, even if they practice the most vicious techniques. Also do the best and most righteous deeds.

There is also Dou Zhan Xuanzong. They explained how the word ally is written. Qingyun Sect has never given Dou Zhan Xuanzong anything, but Dou Zhan Xuanzong regards Qingyun Sect as his brother. Xuanhuang seems to have nothing but family and blood connections. There are too many people or things that I care about, but there are them in Dongxuan Territory.

From junior Xia Yi" to Xia Shansheng, to Yixiong, /

/to the east...

Xuanhuang is home, so how could Dongxuan not be?

"Xia Daxian, please kill Xie...".

"Xia Daxian, my son will fight with you and die with honor."

"...Thank you for giving my grandson the opportunity to slay evil spirits. Even if he dies, he will still smile."

Some words reached Xia Yi's ears from nowhere.

"Sect Master! Please excuse me, disciple, to go first!"

"Sect Master, I want to restore peace to Dongxuan Territory... I'll go first...

".Lord...I did it

Noisy sounds kept echoing in Xia Yi's mind. At the bottom of the dark mountain, Xia Yi's hand, which was almost too tired to lift, seemed to be held up by others. Sparks gradually flew out of Xia Yi's body. He saw a lot. . "Work" "redundant"

I saw that those who chanted his name piously entrusted their will to him. This is faith, and faith...

It is the power of God.

"Give! Me! Get up!!"

Xia Yi roared, and the sound spread far away. The monks fighting in the evil city all heard Xia Yi's voice. The sound was like the sound of Xia Yi's body once again floating under the Tianwu Mountain. The sparks became brighter and brighter, the spine began to transform again, and a magical flame was born from nothingness in the soul.

God's... ignites.

The Zhantian Gun seemed to have a reaction at this moment. It spontaneously resurrected and appeared from Xia Yi's storage ring, and then stuck close to Xia Yi's back, as if it wanted to be Xia Yi's second backbone.

At this moment, the subtle divine fire ignited in Xia Yi's soul and crossed into

Within the spear, the Dragon King's marrow was driven by divine power, passing the power that made the world tremble to Xia Yi. It was the power of the dragon, the power of the sky and the earth.

Outside the evil city.

Suddenly the mountains shook and the ground seemed to be shaking. A series of earthquakes seemed to have occurred nearby. The constant trembling of the ground made people panic. Several demon cultivators standing on the city wall looked into the distance in disbelief. They opened their mouths in a daze, and then rubbed their hands. Rubbing his eyes.

"That... Why does it seem to be moving?

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twenty four

At the bottom of the mountain, Xia Yi's body began to tremble and sway. He noticed that the mountain seemed to have become a little lighter. There was a force helping him carry it, but he still could not lift it completely. This was too difficult, and it was simply a fantasy. .

Even if it can cause miracles, it still fails to achieve its own goal. People in the world are always accustomed to thinking of some things too simply. When they actually do it, even if they perform exceptionally, they still cannot achieve the desired results. At this time Some people will say that it is enough, that they have worked hard enough, and that they can give what they failed to achieve an ending that is regrettable but at least acceptable.

This is what most people in the world do.

However, Xia Yi understands very well that there is nothing for him at this moment. He has worked hard enough. Even if he stimulates his potential and breaks through the realm, he still cannot save those he wants to save. Improving the realm can be secondary. He just wants to Lift this mountain and annihilate the evil city’s formation!

He knew the only thing he was missing.

The common people are the foundation of the human race, and monks should die to protect them. He was once willing because he thought it was worth it, but now he is unwilling to die for others. He has lost this original intention. When others are willing to sacrifice for others, he Not willing.

Now he has even developed the selfishness of a monk. If he doesn't have to worry about Xuanhuang, he can live a prosperous life with his talent.

Xia Yi is a little angry now. He doesn't know when he became like this. He is very realistic, so realistic that he is like many people in Xuanhuang who are running around on the road of life and have lost their ideals. He still remembers what he did. that dream.

That mediocre life in Xuanhuang is the truest portrayal of most people. If you are alive just by eating and drinking enough, then the meaning of living is no different from being a pig in captivity!

Even if the first purpose of living beings is to live, isn’t it the reason why people are human because there are things more important than simply living? When we were young, we dreamed about miracles and dreams, but why did we laugh at this impracticality when we grew up?

Where has my old self gone?

If this is true, I would rather die! If this is false, I know where the self in my heart has gone. If the change in the world is a test for myself, then this time is a test for myself.

The original intention of never compromising even if you suffer all kinds of hardships!

As far as common sense is concerned at the moment, it is most practical to sacrifice the lives of allies to open the evil city formation. Many people will sigh helplessly and sadly, and then accept this fact, but if you are a person who believes in miracles, that It is possible for people to cause miracles.

Xia Yi forced himself so hard not because of the Thunder Clan and the Blood Moon Sect, but because he discovered something he had lost in the process. He didn't even know when he lost it.

In that sentence, the common people are the foundation of the human race. The common people are not ordinary people, and the cultivators in the cultivators who should die to protect them are not cultivators.

But there are two kinds of people, heirs and bearers! or lose novel

Even if you are in a sea of ​​blood, don't forget that there is a field of flowers on the other side of the sea of ​​blood.

Xia Yi encouraged himself, and his hands and feet seemed to gain more strength. The mountain began to shake, but Xia Yi's body made a clicking sound and the spine that had not turned into holy bones shattered.

The pain that cannot be described in words tortured Xia Yi. Xia Yi's spine became more and more bent, but the whole mountain seemed to have left the ground at this moment.

With the sound of - one after another, Xia Yi's back could hardly be straightened anymore, the bones were shattered and the marrow was splashed, the pain made his soul numb, and the mountain was really lifted at this moment! Once Xia Yi was discouraged, the weight of the mountain would The instant reaction on Xia Yi would crush Xia Yi.

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