Chapter 998 Xin Sheng persisted for nineteen years, and the human race cried loudly
“Have you always lived here?”
Lin Hui looked up and down at the man in tattered clothes and asked.
The man never glanced at the two of them, his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Yes!"
Hu Jiucai asked: "What do you do to make a living?"< br>
The man was silent for a moment and said: "Life? Just eat whatever you want and live on. It doesn't matter if you don't eat!"
Lin Hui and Hu Jiucei looked at each other and asked: "A person really lives Don't you feel lonely?"
The man kept looking at the building in front of him and said, "It's okay."
Hu Jiucai thought for a while and asked, "There are aliens. Are you coming here?"
The man replied: "Yes, in the south!"
Hu Jiubei asked curiously: "They won't kill you?"
The man was silent.
Hu Jiubei felt that he had asked nonsense, could he still stand here after killing this person? He asked again: "Did you know that there is a Saint Xin here who is still resisting the aliens!"
The man said: "Yes!"
When Lin Hui and Hu Jiucei heard this, they were shocked. , eyes shining: "Where...?"
The man points south.
The two of them rushed away.
The man suddenly said again: "There are more than a dozen alien saints and more than a million alien saints there!"
The two of them stopped walking, feeling their scalps numb, and turned back.
Lin Hui Lingtai Sixth Heaven.
Fox Jiu laments the fifth decline of heaven and man.
This strength is really not enough for the aliens to see. Their escape and hiding skills are unique and difficult to be discovered.
Seeing that the man was still looking at the building in front of him, Lin Hui asked curiously: "Do you know this place?"
The man said: "This is the old governor's office of Linqiu. Lived there for a few days!”
The two of them looked around. Although the building in front of them was dilapidated, it was not difficult to see a very impressive layout.
Lin Hui thought for a while and asked: "You must have some status and vision to live in the governor's office. Have you met Saint Xin Zhuoxin?"
This man was silent!
Lin Hui and Hu Jiulei looked at each other, but it was inconvenient to press.
At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly came from hundreds of miles away in the south.
Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei suddenly felt cold all over their bodies and subconsciously stepped back.
However, the man in front of him suddenly turned around and walked south.
"Where are you going? What's your name? Are you willing to live with us in the north, where there are countless human races." Lin Hui shouted subconsciously.
The man kept walking and said casually: "My name is Xin Zhuo, I can't go for the time being."
"You..."
Lin Hui and Hu Jiu Beimeng His eyes widened and his whole body trembled violently.
The next moment, the man flashed into the air, exuding a desperate and terrifying aura, which made the two of them unable to breathe. Then the nine-color zhenqi swept across the sky and the earth. He took one step forward and was hundreds of miles away. The aftertaste soared into the sky, and birds and beasts from all directions fell to the ground in an instant.
"Xin Zhuo! He is Saint Xin, no wonder he looks familiar!"
Lin Hui murmured to himself, his voice trembling unbelievably.
He was a member of a school called Xiaozhu Academy. When Xin Zhuo was still in the Earthly Immortal Realm, he went to Xiaozhu Academy to kill the disciples of the "Orphan Palace". He was inspired to give up his studies and become a student. Wu, who has traveled around the world for more than eighty years, has had many opportunities.
“It’s true! It’s all true! Saint Xin is still here!”
On the side, Hu Jiu was filled with sorrow and anger, his voice was suppressed, and he suddenly knelt down with tears streaming down his face, "Nineteen years, exactly nineteen years, the world has changed greatly, the sun and the moon have changed, the human race has been in such hardship, but Saint Xin has always guarded Southern Xinjiang never backed down!”
What he didn’t know was that his name Xin Zhuo was equally familiar.
Lin Hui finally came to his senses and knelt down, crying loudly.
The two of them were crying loudly, looking somewhat inexplicable.
But if we had not experienced the slaughter of billions of human race people, the massacre of tens of millions of warriors, the destruction of their homes, and no hope, how could we understand the greatness of Xin Sheng!
The two kowtowed heavily.
After a while, Hu Jiu raised his head sadly, his face resolute, and he seemed to have made up his mind: "Go back to the north, tell the news to the human race, you must go back!"
"Go back!" Lin Hui also gritted his teeth and approved.
The two of them jumped up and ran out of the city. After leaving a hundred miles, they looked back and bowed again, and then without stopping for a moment, they flew straight to the north.
Encountering countless foreign races along the way, the two used secret techniques to avoid them carefully, and flew over at low altitudes when no one was around.
Traveling day and night, the journey is full of dust.
After three months of hard work, almost being killed by aliens several times, I finally arrived at Cangyue Ancient City, one of the twenty cities in the south, which was surrounded by aliens for 80,000 miles. .
We tried our best to break through the encirclement of foreign masters and arrived in front of the city.
Looking at the closed city gate, the city wall with the rhythm of the formation flowing in the sky, and the large number of elite human warriors on the city wall, the two of them almost burst into tears again.
“Who?”
On the city wall, a Yuanji Realm master angrily shouted that hundreds of warriors around him had already opened the "Xuanling Shocking Moon Bow". The bow was like a thunderbolt, filled with wind and thunder. It was a treasure of Tianxuan Holy Land and could shoot Yuan Ji. All alien races under extreme conditions.
Lin Hui raised his hands tremblingly, and couldn't help crying anymore: "Everyone, we come from the south, and there are still small formations in the hands of the human race in the south!"
" Fart!" The Yuanji realm warrior guarding the city wall was furious, "After the alien attack for nearly twenty years, the color of the world has changed. The four major formations are gone. Where are the small formations?"
Hu Jiu said sadly: "Xin Zhuo, Saint Xin is still holding on. He has not backed down for nineteen years. He has killed hundreds of foreign saints and tens of millions of foreigners. The foreigners have never been able to cross the abyss of hundreds of ethnic groups. With just half a step in the formation, you can capture the foreign captives and you will know after just asking!”
The Yuanji master on the city wall was stunned, and then his body trembled, his eyes were red, and he choked with sobs: "Xin Zhuo... is it really still there?"
This man's name is Wu Tiange, who originally came east to Dayuan. The young master has wasted decades and is only halfway to becoming a quasi-sage.
"Sage Xin is still there..."
There was a cry on the city wall.
The crying was not artificial, everyone knew what it meant.
In the past twenty years of fighting, from anger to pessimism, to despair, only 80,000 territories of 700,000 miles of heaven and earth can survive. Countless warriors have died tragically, countless saints have died in battle, and many great saints and saint kings have also died!
Countless touching stories spread all over the world!
There is no old friend eighty thousand miles away!
There are no humans 80,000 miles away!
This has long been the consensus of everyone.
However...
Xin Sheng! Still standing alone in the far south!
How many endless fights has he experienced, and what kind of hardships has he experienced.
“Come up!”
Wu Tiange suppressed his sadness and waved to Lin Hui and Hu Jiubei to enter the city, and then personally led the two of them straight into the city.
Running all the way, I could not suppress my shouts: "Sage Xin has been guarding the formation of hundreds of tribes in the south for nineteen years and is still there!" , has never fallen!”
…
The human race was originally as numerous as the Prince of Crossing the River, but now it is crowded in the cities and villages of the eighty thousand miles of heaven and earth, and it is so dense that it is outrageous.
Wutiange’s loud voice spread in all directions. At first, there was no movement in the streets, alleys, pavilions, and courtyards. Until the sound faded away, dense crowds of people came out. They looked at each other blankly at first, and then reacted. come over.
"Hulala..."
There are figures kneeling down facing south everywhere.
Then the sound of crying was loud.
……
Cang Yue Academy.
It is the 300th academy under the Confucian sect of the human race. It not only accepts ordinary disciples, but also martial arts and Confucian cultivators. It has not failed to publicize the deeds of the human race's martial immortals every day in these years.
In the past twenty years, there have been countless stories of human race resisting alien races. One by one, they have been cited and praised repeatedly in order to inspire the fighting spirit of a group of pessimistic surrenderers.
At this moment, three thousand students in the academy are sitting on the ground. Looking around, they are all young male and female Confucian students. They are all dressed in white like snow and spotless. The men are handsome and free, and the women are delicate and beautiful.
Although the human race is defeated, it has not conquered this place, so it is still safe for the time being. The Wuxian people are fighting for their lives, and they have little to do with them.
Even the dignitaries are still singing and dancing day and night.
"When it comes to saints and heroes, he must be the Prince of Yuheng Holy Land. This man is only in the Yang Realm, but he fought three battles with foreigners and came back unscathed..."
A graceful figure. The beautiful female member looked around at the three thousand fellow apprentices and spoke eloquently.
“No!”
A handsome male member stood up and retorted: “Junior sister Jiang’s words are wrong. If we talk about heroes and sages, it must be Zhang Xianren of the Jade Sword Sect. This man, a man of five degenerates, led his disciples to repel three thousand foreign races..."
The two of them refused to accept the other, and argued variously. Then, with the encouragement of three thousand brothers, they looked at the tree under the weeping willow in front of them. Old Master Huang Taigai, this old master came from afar and was a scholar of heaven and earth.
"Hmm..." Huang Taigai stroked his beard and was speechless. Who kind of saints are these?
"Let me tell you what sages and heroes are..."
A middle-aged man outside the door staggered into the courtyard, tears dripping down his gown, and his steps staggered: "Yes The young master Jiang Wuwei who guarded Huoshuang Cave for three years and killed millions of aliens and lost one arm and one leg was the one who fought bloody battles in Baiyun Mountain for four years and exchanged his life with four alien saints before his death! There is no one in the sky!
It is Qingxiao from Bei Ming Mansion who killed the five saints by one person and was pierced by thousands of arrows in the end!
It was Ye Miaojin who persisted for seven years in the Five Elements Sea, killing countless aliens, and was finally injured by the alien great sage and returned unconscious and dying!
Now..."
He paused and couldn't help but choked up: "I tell you what a sage is, what a hero is, what a saint is in heaven and earth, someone who has no acquaintance eighty thousand miles away. , but he was half a million miles away, alone, without hope, without reinforcements. He persisted for nineteen years, resisting tens of millions of aliens and hundreds of alien saints, Xin Zhuo, Saint Xin!
Nineteen years! Many of you were not even born then!
But he faced endless aliens who had been guarding him for nineteen years!
Now he is still there, attracting hundreds of millions of aliens to besiege him and easing the pressure on the human race, but we are unable to help him! It’s impossible...that’s all the sages of heaven and earth are..."
After saying this, he burst into tears and fainted on his back.
"Boom..."
Three thousand Confucian scholars stood up one after another, His face changed drastically.
Huang Taigai also stood up solemnly, his face changing.
...
At this moment, the alleys of Cang Yue City are empty, and the cries are loud.
Nawu Tiange took Lin Hui and the two of them straight to a tall building in the middle city.
Before approaching, the three people inside flashed out.
The great sage of the Ji family, Ji Fengyu, Jiang Nuying, and Kujian Dongtian Suli were trapped in the sky.
Jiang Nuying stepped forward and grabbed Wu Tiange's arm: "What are you talking about?"
Wu Tiange said sadly: "... Nine years! Bai Zuyuan is still here!”
< br>Jiang Nuying was stunned, and then her tears rolled down: "Uncle..."
Su Li was also choked with sobs. The hardships and sadness of these years were all rushing into her heart, but she couldn't resist. But Xin Zhuo has held on to one point for nineteen years.
Ji Fengyu, the great sage of the Ji family, took a deep breath, first bowed his hands towards the south, and then said in a deep voice: "Go to the Imperial Capital of Daqian quickly, the ancestors and the three eldest sons are discussing defense matters. Also, let someone tell Her Majesty the Empress who is cultivating in the abyss!”
(End of this chapter)