The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1876 One World, Two Brothers (5)

The appearance can be imitated, and the shape can be camouflaged, but the temperament cannot be faked.

What's more, the purple sky thunder that was like divine punishment just now is definitely not a means that the human race can use.

O'Kate is now in the shape of charcoal, although there is still a breath of life, but from his body that can't stop the slight twitch, it can be seen how severe pain he is enduring at this moment.

All these signs all point to the same name.

Live on the ground with the human race, that distant race.

Atlantis.

"Grandma Meng..."

Seeing the majestic and dignified figure wearing a crown and purple hair reaching waist length, Yin Luohua opened her lips unconsciously and her eyes fluctuated violently.

Di Ya also raised her head, her expression was hesitant, and she was very excited.

Po Meng disappeared for so long, no one thought that she would show up in this way at this time.

They didn't know what Atlantis was, but it didn't prevent them from recognizing Po Meng's identity at a glance.

Because in the whole world, there is no other person who can have such elegance, and only Po Meng will always arrive in time when Emperor Yan is in danger.

It's just a little strange that Po Meng's expression is too indifferent at this moment, without any waves.

"Shh."

After the arrival of Atlantis, several disciples did not love to fight any more, and gathered together by coincidence, including Xiusha.

As disciples who disdain everything, they are indeed qualified to be arrogant, but the sudden arrival of the purple army made them put away their contempt in their hearts, and there was a hint of vigilance in their eyes and faces, and it could even be said to be dignified.

This isn't the first battle of the two worlds.

In the grand battle that was defeated by their Lost Realm, this purple army was an indispensable member.

Of course, at that time, the top ten disciples were not on the current list, and because some of them died in that battle, they had the opportunity to replace them.

If there was no Atlantis, the current war would not have happened at all, because in the last war between the two worlds, if Atlantis had not intervened, the world would have already changed its owner.

Because of the help of Atlantis, the Lost Realm failed, and most of the old disciples were killed or injured. Even the previous generation of Chaos Kings also died of depression not long after returning to the Lost Realm.

This is a painful history that no one in the Lost Realm can forget.

This time they gather the strength of the whole world, regroup, and make a comeback. They are bound to win this battle. The only fear is not the human race, but Atlantis, which is even weaker than them in terms of individual strength.

But now.

The most dreaded thing still happened.

"Atlantis, this battle has nothing to do with you. We can guarantee that after we defeat the human race, we will never infringe any interests of the nobles. On the contrary, we are very willing to rule the world with the nobles."

The white-haired disciple Huelva spoke hoarsely. As the 'old man' among the disciples, he was also a witness and witness of the last war between the two worlds, so he could better understand the horror of Atlantis.

The human race back then was far worse than it is now. There were not so many strong men at all. Most of the warriors they sacrificed in the Lost Realm fell under the trident of Atlantis.

Among them, more than half of the disciples are included.

Like Gai Sun Xiusha, they all came in later to fill in the vacancies.

"Armed crossing represents aggression. On behalf of the Atlantean civilization, I declare war on you."

The peerless woman wearing the crown spoke plainly, as if she didn't hear what Huelva was saying at all, with Tian Xian in her mouth, her words followed suit.

Subsequently.

Zimang is a masterpiece.

Filled with agitation, and even covered the sky.

The trident stood upright like a forest, and at the same time waved its fingers forward like a sea tide.

The number of the Atlantis family is not comparable to that of human beings at all, but the pressure formed is not in the same order of magnitude.

This is like a group of invincible heavenly soldiers and generals!

The expressions of the disciples changed suddenly.

No courtesy.

No nonsense.

Come up and declare war directly.

Leave no room.

With their morality and deeds, there is an urge to curse people for a while.

Damn, they fight with the human race, what's your business?

"go!"

Huelva, whose expression was changing, gritted his teeth fiercely, and made a rational decision to retreat angrily.

They went deep alone, relying on the strength of individual soldiers to crush the human race. In other words, they were confident, but at this time Atlantis intervened strongly, causing their advantage to be broken instantly.

If you continue to struggle at this time, the consequences will be unpredictable.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is not impossible to fold everything here.

The Lost Realm cannot afford this loss.

Blood Rouge looked unwillingly at the leader of the allied forces of the human race, who was at his fingertips, and clenched her hands tightly. Although she was full of resentment, her reason still did not make her take a risky behavior. She touched the ground with her toes, her body leaped forward, and hugged a man who was taller than her. A lot of Aukite quickly shot at Ceara.

It was the same with the rest of the disciples.

Many soldiers of the human race who were still fighting suddenly found that these old demons no longer wanted to fight, and they all retreated, feeling at a loss, not knowing what happened.

As if the tide had receded, the ace troop of the Lost Realm quickly withdrew from the human camp without any hesitation or hesitation.

Li Futu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, first glanced at the purple-haired woman who changed the situation, then turned around, and walked to Li Haotian's side with heavy steps.

At this time, the popular figure in the temple was lying on the ground covered in blood, with scars all over his body. He looked quite miserable, and he could even be said to be dying.

After all, with his strength, he was proud enough to resist the disciple for so long without dying.

"Anyway, I didn't embarrass the Li family this time."

Without saying a word, Li Futu supported his knee with one hand, squatted down slowly, and stretched out one hand, trying to pull him up.

Li Haotian, whose face was covered with mud and blood clots, smiled.

"From Kyoto, to the temple, and then to here, I didn't dare to stop for a moment. Now I'm tired and want to take a break."

Following the words, a gurgle of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth like a spring.

Li Haotian coughed twice, the blood surged thicker, and was also mixed with remnant-like internal organs.

"You don't blame me, do you?"

Li Futu never spoke, just shook his head.

Li Haotian looked past Li Futu's face, and looked at the white and purple sky, full of radiance.

"The scenery here is indeed magnificent beyond imagination, but I still miss the sky of Kyoto, but I can't go back."

He slowly closed his eyes, and his voice gradually became weaker until it was inaudible. His body was covered with scars, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother is tired, go to bed first."

Li Futu, who was also covered in bruises, pursed his lips tightly, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)