Chapter 4547 Do Not Forget the Original Intention

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Bone Yin Mountain.

Blood flowed into rivers, corpses were all over the body, full of chills and dead silence.

One by one Yinling monks were cleaning the battlefield. Although everyone was expressionless, their anger was very low.

They have repelled the enemy three times, which is almost the limit of Baiguyinshan.

The battle between Yin Gushang, the mountain lord, and the three indestructible ancestors was rumored to have been massacred, and this was a major blow to them.

die?

They were originally Yinlings, so maybe they didn't have any fear. After all, they had already died, some not just once.

But this sense of powerlessness made them feel very aggrieved and helpless.

The Yin Spirit Race is the second largest ethnic group in the Immemorial God Realm.

It used to be an existence standing on the top of the pyramid of the ancient gods, but now it is almost extinct.

Perhaps after countless years, new creatures may still be born on their corpses, but they are no longer them.

With the strength of the Yinling Clan, they are fearless even in the face of the first group, the Dragon and Phoenix Clan.

Eternal years ago, if it wasn't for other races to join forces, the Yinling race would have dominated the ancient god world long ago.

After all, the way they were born is very strange, as long as there are corpses, their kind will continue to be produced.

It's just that the speed of their destruction now far exceeds the speed of birth.

In the three battles, at least hundreds of millions of Yinlings died.

Moreover, those who died were still elite-level existences in the Yinling clan.

Faced with such a battle, the monks of the Yinling clan were also a little scared.

"Tomorrow, the Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Slaughter Tower, the Valley of Myriad Souls, and the Xuanhai Ting will come again. This time, how can we resist?"

"The owner of the mountain has also been seriously injured and is in danger. Is it true that the sky is going to kill my Yinling clan?"

"The Heavenly Human Race, it's so hateful that they actually threatened the three major forces! Dragon and Phoenix Heavenly Palace is the number one power in ancient times, but its bones are the softest. It kneels directly at the feet of the Celestial Human Race."

Several Yinling monks were cursing, their words were full of anger and despair.

Yin Gushang is the spiritual pillar of the entire Baiguyin Mountain. Now that even he has fallen, how can others remain calm?

The original mysterious Yinshan of bones has been torn off this veil.

People from several major forces were almost about to be killed in the city of bones.

If Yin Gushang hadn't exchanged injuries for injuries and desperately resisted, perhaps the Yin City of Bone Bone had already been broken.

"Tomorrow, my Bone Yin Mountain will be destroyed, so why clean up?"

"We clean it for them, and when we die, who will clean it for us?"

The bone-boned Yinshan monks who cleaned the battlefield stopped angrily. This atmosphere is easily contagious, and most of them stopped.

The desolate atmosphere continued to spread, and many people sat on the ground with decadent expressions.

As time went on, the tense and depressed atmosphere became more and more intense.

Everyone seems to be waiting for the judgment of death, tomorrow may be their doomsday.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance.

Everyone glanced casually, but sat there motionless.

They are all going to die, so what is there to fear?

Big deal, just die one day early, the ending will not change at all.

But the next moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Lord of the mountain!" Many people sat up in surprise and looked at the man in surprise.

Besides Yin Gushang, who else?

Yin Gushang's face was pale, he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet, and walked unsteadily.

He glanced at the messy battlefield lightly, his expression was as usual, and after a while, he said lightly: "Have you already given up?"

Everyone was silent, not daring to look directly at Yin Gushang.

However, what if they don't give up, can they still change the situation of the battle?

"Why did you come back to life, have you forgotten?" Yin Gushang spoke again, his eyes became sharp.

Everyone clenched their fists, and they naturally knew why they were able to be resurrected.

It's not just because their resurrected corpses still have a glimmer of life, it's just a prerequisite.

Mostly, something else.

"Will!" Yin Gushang took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice: "The reason why we will be resurrected is because of our unyielding will and tenacious will."

That's right, the reason why the Yinling clan can be revived is because of the strong will remaining on the dead body.

This unyielding will, after years of accumulation, slowly condensed into spiritual wisdom, and they are what they are now.

"Why can my Yinling clan become the second race of the ancient gods?" Yin Gushang continued, "It is also because of our strong will.

Death is not terrible, as long as the will is immortal, we will be resurrected again.

But now, your will has slowly disappeared, and you don't need others to kill you, and you won't live long.

The will is immortal. Even if we die now, we will still be resurrected one day in the future. Although it may not be us anymore, this will has been passed down and is immortal. "

When everyone heard this, their bodies trembled slightly like walking corpses.

That's right, isn't the strongest thing in my Yinling clan is the will?

This is what we are most proud of.

But now, has the thing we are most proud of been crushed by the enemy?

"The enemy is very strong and cannot be denied, but my Yinling clan has gone through thousands of generations. How has it ever been exterminated? It has never happened before, and it will not happen this time." Yin Gushang's tone became colder and more arrogant.

He has always been proud of his identity as a Yinling clan.

a corpse?

Perhaps this is him in the eyes of others, but he has always regarded himself as a complete individual.

"We are dead, and the successors will still inherit our memories. It won't be long before the flames of my Yinling clan will rekindle the Myriad Realms."

Yin Gushang cadenced and said: "We used to shed the last drop of blood in order to protect this world, now we have no blood to shed, what is there to be afraid of?

In order to protect what we once guarded, this ancestor is willing to use up the last ray of fire of life. I hope you will not forget your original intention. "

"I would like to follow the instruction of Master Shan." Someone stood up suddenly, clenched his fists, and said forcefully.

"Follow Master Shan's instruction!"

"I am willing to use up the last flame of life for the Primordial God Realm."

"The subordinate is willing to fight, at least to prove that I have lived."

The monks stood up one after another, Yin Gushang's words rekindled their strong will.

For a race, the scariest thing is not losing hope.

If you lose hope, at least you can live like a walking dead.

The most frightening thing is that he lost his pride and would rather be a walking dead.

Seeing this scene, Yin Gushang nodded slightly: Since you have a good rest, tomorrow I will live and die together! "

"With the total death!"

"With the total death!"

The voice that trembled in the sky resounded through the Bone Yin Mountain, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.