Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 811 The Fairy Demon War Is Over
Seeing that Huafangcho directly cut through the space and left like this, all the masters couldn't help being surprised.

Among them there is also the existence of Huashen Yaosheng. Naturally, although Huashen Yaosheng can cut through the space, it is very limited.

It was the dead Bingmu before, with a cultivation level in the middle stage of transforming gods. Although he could move across space and long distances, he could only move by himself and could not bring other people with him.

But now this Huafang town can directly take away more than a dozen followers.

"Hey! You are worthy of being a member of Dragon Palace, I am ashamed of myself!"

The deities and demon saints compared each other for a long time, and finally sighed involuntarily. Even if they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that they couldn't do this step.

"Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

Seeing Huafangcho and others cut through the space and left directly, the senior officials of the various tribes affiliated to the Dragon Palace immediately stood up and announced.

Now that Huafang Town has left, it is tantamount to announcing the outcome of this decisive battle, and they will not stay here for long, they are all calling people from all ethnic groups and preparing to retreat.

As for the other eight demon royal families, I'm sorry, we won't serve you!
And just now, Huafang Town also promised them, what do they have to be afraid of? !
"Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

Seeing that the affiliated monster clans of the Dragon Palace have to withdraw their troops, the other high-ranking monster clans have ordered their troops to withdraw regardless of whether they are willing or not.

After all, if they didn't withdraw their troops, when the various tribes in the Dragon Palace retreated, the momentum and retreat would be offset, and the army of monsters and beasts on the battlefield would immediately be in chaos.

After the high-level officials of various clans issued orders, the army of monster beasts finally retreated slowly. Among them, the monster cultivators were overjoyed and retreated from the battlefield as if fleeing.

Mom!too terrifying!It's just desperate!

Pooh!Isn't it all about risking your life on the battlefield? !
In the human race position, all the monks smiled knowingly.

The Yaozu finally retreated!
Nine Luminaries Immortal City, keep it!

The Blood Sea Cultivation Realm also has a chance to take it back!
The homeland behind Lao Tzu has also avoided the flames of war!

But there is still no one there, standing quietly in the clouds, as if separated from the world.

He held a pillar sword in one hand, and pinched the sword formula in the other. His whole body was filled with a strong black and purple evil spirit. The red and blue lights in his eyes were flowing, and he quietly looked into the distance, watching the demon soldiers retreat.

That's right, this person is Song Qing. After the killing, he was extremely calm. He watched the monster army retreat with a calm face, neither happy nor sad.

The next moment, a beautiful white figure came to Song Qing's side, looking at the latter's cold side face with some distress, her jade hand quietly grabbed Song Qing's left hand.

She is Duanmu Yao'er!
"It's okay, it's just that after this battle, I realized a lot in my heart..."

Sensing the temperature from the palm of his hand, Song Qing let go of the sword formula, held Duanmu Yaoer's little hand instead, and spoke calmly. After a pause, he said in a voice that only he could hear:

"It turns out that the human race and the monster race are just ants, even monks, they are average!"

Endless slaughter, endless loss of life, as long as Dao disappears, it will be dust in the world.

If you don't become a fairy and become a Buddha and turn into a demon, you will be nothing more than ants!
Life is so fragile!

These are the true insights of Song Qing's battle.

But Song Qing didn't say it out, even Tianlang didn't know how Song Qing felt.

Of course, if Tianlang knew about it, he probably wouldn't have done the series of things that followed.

Because of Song Qing's comprehension, although it does not benefit the cultivation base and spiritual knowledge, it is the comprehension that monks dream of: the comprehension of the state of mind.

Moreover, Song Qing's perception of such a state of mind is still the perception that books belong to the strong!

What is a strong man with high strength?Powerful?Good qualifications?Deep city?Means high? ...

Do not!
The ones with higher strength are at most ferocious dogs and bigger ants!

The most powerful person, no matter if he is a politician, is not much stronger than ants!
Good qualifications are everywhere, but those who died early are also everywhere!
The city is deep, hehe, at most one person!

Those with high means can be learned when they are familiar with the means, and none of the means is exclusive. In this way, it is at most a good teacher, that's all!

……

Only those with a strong heart, and only those with a strong heart, even if they are still as small as an ant now, they will soar to the sky one day.

After all, those with a strong mind can practice without strength, exercise power without power, and go against the sky without qualification!

Cultivation is an act against the heavens, competing with the heavens and the earth for longevity and space for survival!

Of course, Song Qing at this time is still far away from where he will go.

But now, Yaozu has completely retreated!

After the army of monster clan and monster beasts retreated, the top leaders of both sides turned into a blaze of glory and came to the center of the battlefield, as if they were talking to each other.

Within half a stick of incense, the high-level executives of both sides withdrew.

"retreat!"

Just at this time, there was a series of orders from the Yaozu, and the Yaozu continued to retreat, gradually disappearing into the sky.

"The monster clan retreated...we won?!~"

Seeing the gradual disappearance of the monster army, the human monk said in disbelief, his voice trembling, and he was very excited.

In this battle, how many immortal sects were wiped out, and how many fellow daoists turned into dust? !

"Yes, we won!"

At this moment, Luo Tiannan glanced at the surviving monks, and announced with great certainty.

"We won! We won! We finally won!"

"Brother, brother, have you seen it? We have won, and you can rest in peace."

"Fellow Daoist, you can rest in peace on the road to the Underworld. Our human race has won, and we have repelled the demon race!"

……

With Luo Tiannan's affirmation, the inexplicable emotions of the human monks finally broke out, they all shouted loudly, the old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, are crying or laughing like children at this moment.

They won, the human race won, but their friends, their senior brothers, left forever!
"Yu Bai, what are the casualties of our Langxie Xianzong Xianzong?"

The crimson in his eyes faded for a few minutes, Song Qing turned around and asked Qi Yubai, how could Qi Yubai still have the fluttering white clothes before, he was already wearing a bloody long gown.

"Gold core monks, seven or eight out of ten have died in battle, and now there are only six of our ten Nascent Soul Realm existences, namely you and senior sister Duanmu, Xiaoyaozi and Wuyazi, and Wei Buping and I. "

Qi Yubai's tone was heavy, and he replied like this, almost all the ancestors of Yuanying, who Li Tianyi broke through this time, have all died in battle.

Hearing Qi Yubai's answer, Song Qing closed her eyes slightly, and grabbed Duanmu Yao'er's hand even harder.

Li Tianyi, Guiwu, Feng Qingyang, and Luoxuan Pavilion all came together from Haozhou, and with the help of Song Qing, they broke through to the Yuanying Realm, and they are the fundamental existence of the Langxie Immortal Sect.

(End of this chapter)