Countless cultivators stood on this war-torn continent, and the air was filled with tension and blood. Every cultivator's eyes are shining with determination. They know that this battle is not only about life and death, but also about the future of the human race.
At this moment, the battle horn has sounded, and all human cultivators have joined in it without hesitation. Everyone understands that only in this war can they prove the value of their existence and contribute to the rise of the human race. strength. Chen Xiu stood in the center of the battlefield, watching all this quietly. There was no wavering in his heart, only calmness and determination.
This moment is not only the peak moment for human cultivators, but also a turning point in the history of the entire prehistoric continent. Every human cultivator goes all out like a beast. Their eyes are no longer the fear of powerful enemies, but the infinite longing for the future. Every swing of the sword, every punch, symbolizes the rise of the human race from the trough, and their use of their own power to write a glorious chapter in the future.
"For the human race, for our future!" This is the belief of every cultivator. Whether on the front line or in the rear, every cultivator is ready to fight for the human race. Their bodies were burning with fighting spirit in their blood, and their eyes revealed determination and fearlessness. In this vast war, they are no longer isolated individuals, but a powerful force united together. Everyone knows that he is the sword that changes the future. The moment he swings it out, it will bring infinite glory to the entire race.
Chen Xiu stood on the high command podium, what he saw were countless cultivators running fiercely on the battlefield, and what he heard were the inspiring shouts during the battle. They proved their determination and courage with their actions. Everyone knew that this war was related to the future of the entire race, and the efforts of every cultivator were for a brighter tomorrow.
The beginning of this war was like a bolt of thunder piercing the sky, igniting the atmosphere of the entire battlefield, and all the cultivators were fully committed to the battle at this moment. Countless sword energies were flowing horizontally and vertically, and the sound of battle was like a strong wind sweeping across, deafening.
"This is a miracle of the human race! We are no longer weak existences, but strong ones in this world!" A young cultivator held a sword in both hands, with the smoke of battle under his feet. His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if he had already I saw the day when the human race rose.
The beginning of the war means that every cultivator has completely awakened, and they are fully aware of the responsibilities they shoulder. Every sword, every blow, and every burst of energy is their effort to revive the human race. At this moment, the blood of all human cultivators is boiling. They are not only fighting for their own cultivation, but also fighting for the future of all their compatriots.
The battle unfolds like a sophisticated war machine. Every cultivator is fighting hard at his or her position. Although the battlefield is full of countless challenges and difficulties, the goal of every cultivator has never changed. All cultivators, whether they were high-level experts or young people who were new to cultivation, quickly formed an organic combat unit under Chen Xiu's command.
The strength of every cultivator is stimulated to the maximum extent. They do not work alone, but work closely together to support each other. Every action they took was carefully arranged, and the use and coordination of tactics allowed the entire human team to show an unprecedentedly powerful momentum. Chen Xiu knew very well that individual strength alone could not determine the outcome of a war. Only when every cultivator could exert maximum effectiveness at the right time and method could he win this war.
"Give me a breakthrough!" A young cultivator shouted. He clenched the magic weapon with both hands and launched an offensive. Following his order, dozens of cultivators rushed forward, with energy beams behind them, rushing towards the enemy formation with astonishing explosive power.
Chen Xiu smiled slightly and scanned the battlefield as sharply as an eagle. He knew that the outcome of the war depended on whether these young people could break through their limits and show their strongest combat power in this war. And every time they break through their own limits, it will become a symbol of the rise of the entire human race. "The human race has never been so powerful!" Chen Xiu's voice was low and firm, as if he was cheering for every cultivator. It is precisely because of the hard work and efforts of every cultivator that the battle of the entire human race has become more tenacious.
As time passed, the battle entered a fierce stage. The enemies also felt the powerful momentum of the human cultivators, and they began to fight back with all their strength, but no matter how hard the enemies struggled, it was difficult to shake the entire human battle formation. Every cultivator maintains a very high fighting enthusiasm, and every attack they make is like a tiger pouncing on its prey, precise and deadly.
"The moment of fighting already belongs to us!" An experienced cultivator had a firm gaze. He led a small team to continuously break through the enemy's defense line, and finally reached the location of the enemy commander. This battle seems to be their mission, and they are ready to sacrifice everything for the future of the human race.
"This is the glory that belongs to the human race!" Another cultivator raised his sword high, and the aura of battle enveloped everything around him. Behind him, more and more human cultivators gathered together, gradually forming a huge combat unit. Every cultivator fights for one goal, and that goal is the rise of the human race.
As the battle continued, the enemy's front gradually collapsed. Although a huge price was paid in this battle, every human cultivator firmly believed that this battle would bring them supreme glory and hope for the future. .
Finally, after countless battles, the battle began to tilt in favor of the human race. The enemy was gradually defeated, while the human cultivators surged forward like a tide, their eyes shining with expectations and faith for the future.
When the last enemy strongman fell, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. All the human cultivators stopped what they were doing and stared at every inch of the battlefield. Although their bodies were stained with blood and full of exhaustion, everyone's eyes revealed an unprecedented brilliance - that was the brilliance of victory, and it was also the brilliance of the human race.
"The human race has risen!" Chen Xiu whispered, his voice full of confidence and pride. This battle is not only a victory in the battle, but also a symbol of the rebirth of the human race. It is the result of the hard work and efforts of every cultivator for the rejuvenation of the human race.
The cultivators of the entire human race have reached their best state in this battle. The end of the battle means a new beginning. The challenges in the future are still waiting for them, but at this moment, the glory belonging to the human race has been deeply felt. The earth is engraved in everyone's heart.
"We have done it, we have won the future for the human race!" The hearts of every cultivator are filled with endless excitement and pride. At this moment, they are no longer the weak and despised race in the past, but a brand new existence, strong, united and fearless!
The victory of this war means that the rise of the human race has begun, and their future will be an era of invincibility for all human cultivators! (End of chapter)