Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 697 688.A good heart often only does bad things

   "This thing should be done, but it can't be done! You did something wrong, hurry up! Get them back right away."

On a barren mountain bordering the east and the north of the Sufferwood Realm, Niu Sansheng, wearing a full-cover magic weapon armor and wearing a goblin visor that can cover his breath and divine consciousness, is holding a big axe. , Scolded the dozen or so casual practitioners in front of him:

   "You are using the blood of mortals to advance your ideas. This is a treachery! You don't know what you are doing!"

  The casual practitioners in front of Hanhan have different appearances, and they seem to come from different regions of the East. There are spell monks, body refiners, and wildly dressed beast trainers.

   and a few temperament haze, they seem to be evil cultivators.

  These guys have very high cultivation bases, and they are great cultivators of the **** realm.

The forces like    gather together, and they may not be able to attack the big sects, but they can easily destroy the small sects all over the east.

  In addition to the identity of Suffering Wood Realm, they also have another identity, He Niu Sansheng and Sanbao elders from the same small world as ascendants.

   "What do you do? Oh, we know it very well."

   In the face of the naive humiliation, one of these casual cultivators leaned on the bone flag and sneered and said:

  "Since you hit Niu Sansheng, you led us to rob the star formation from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and failed. After the life or death is unknown, and our whereabouts are unknown, we who have escaped from the sky, every day, we are always thinking about where and when we come.

  In the beginning, we personally handed over our world to the wicked people in the Suffering Wood Realm for spiritual practice, and now we personally take back the perishing world. Isn’t this justified?

  You called everyone to join the Ten Thousand Beast Sect back then, wasn’t it also for this purpose? Or is it that after you Niu San lived and died once, you became a coward who didn't dare to do anything anymore? "

   "I was too reckless back then."

  Niu Sansheng holding his battle axe, looking down from the top of the cliff to the north, he could vaguely see a human army armed with various spirit spears, flowing through the grassland like a torrent.

  Behind them, the village of a monster was destroyed and set ablaze. The black smoke rushed into the sky, and it was shocking to see.

  This is the border between the north and the east.

  The people of the human race here have been harassed by the monsters in the north since thousands of years ago. Before the establishment of the Fairy League, those monsters would cross the border to catch a few unlucky ghosts.

  Although there are Ten Thousand Beast Sect and Kunlun Sect guarding the vicinity, it is difficult for the two factions of monks to completely prevent the infiltration of small monsters.

After the establishment of the    Fairy League, the situation has been better for a while, and the three demon saints are under the rule of the Fairy League, and they can finally restrain their monsters from doing evil.

  But it has been calm for three hundred years. Under the anger of the demon saint howling wind, and the anger of the great sage Qingsi on the mountain, after the commander of the demons left the fairy alliance, the demon calamity in the north ignited again.

  There are signs of getting worse.

   Just like the small country where Luoyan was born, it was destroyed by Mrs. Ba overnight, and hundreds of thousands of people were displaced. It is too common. The human races living here, from the monarch to the Li people, each have a strong feud with the monsters in the north.

  The confrontation between the two sides is like a raging fire, and now there are still these casual practitioners who have poured oil on this hatred.

  The war started easily.

  And this time, the human army has weapons that can kill monsters. They are not afraid of those monsters. They want to avenge their relatives and compatriots who died tragically!

  "Before, Hongyan would have news sent to my friends that someone secretly purchased and stocked a large number of spirit spears made by Moshuang Mountain. The large number of them has even attracted the attention of Taofuyuan."

  Niu Sansheng retracted his gaze and looked at the monks who came from the same place as him. He put on the face of the evil spirit, and said angrily:

   "I really didn't expect that you were doing these things secretly, and you deliberately acquired the hoarding spirit guns to arm the civilian sergeants here, so that they could make up their minds to fight a war between the human race and the monster race.

   Relying on this war to lure the arrogant and brave sage of Dishan, who protects the northern monster race, to participate in the war, and then use this to involve the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and the Kunlun faction, so that you can act in secret.

  How malicious is this?

  You didn’t act like this before!

  Don’t forget, on our side, you are different from my wanton demon, you are decent monks! "

  "This is to save our hometown. If we talk about good and evil by means, what is the difference?"

  The leader of the casual cultivators, the cultivator holding the bone flag shook his head, and said with a regretful tone:

   "We failed in our adventure back then, and your life and death are unknown. Sambo's cartilaginous head was frightened. He only dared to hide under the protection of Moshuang Mountain and never do what I promised to save.

The former senior of   Xianmeng is also unreliable. He ignores us and ignores the miserable and lonely hometown.

  What else can we do?

  Niu Sansheng, tell me, if it were you, what would you do? The Ten Thousand Beast Sect is too powerful, and without this kind of evil conspiracy, how can we enter their gates and **** our star formations?

  You said that we did something wrong, then you come to teach us, what should we do, like a group of people with small voices and grief? Now that you have changed your temperament, you want to eat fast and reciting the Buddha, and pity sentient beings. "

  The leader clasped the banner in his hand and shouted to Niu Hanhan:

  "Do you think that the life of the creatures in the Suffering Wood Realm is fate, and the fate of the people in our hometown is not fate?

  They enjoy the nurturing of the spiritual energy in the Suffering Wood Realm, and live like a fairy in their own world, but don’t you know where this fairy day comes from?

  Why?

  Why can the sorrow wood realm be like the immortal realm of all nations, and our hometown will be reduced to the residue of being sucked blood by it?

  You are now running out to complain about the sorrowful woods, who can stand up and speak to our hometown?

  Why!

  Could it be that the lives of the people in the Suffering Wood Realm are naturally noble, and our people are destined to die?

  Why! "

  Faced with the shouted question, a group of ascended monks stepped forward with the same enemy, each holding a magic weapon and standing next to the leader, representing their own thoughts and attitudes.

  And Niu Sansheng saw this scene before him, so he could only sigh helplessly.

  He is not the reckless guy that year.

  He already knows too many secrets, and those secrets are like a shackle and entangle him. When he is asked to make decisions, he can no longer rely on brute force to solve everything like the past.

  The problem of Suffering Woodland is too complicated

  This is not something that can be explained in a few words.

   is definitely not something that can be solved by a group of casual cultivators gathered together and brutally.

  The former tyrant demon, this will hold the battle axe, the tone is low, even with a trace of pleading and humble, he tried to explain to his compatriots.

He said:

  "It’s not what you think. The Three Treasures are not weak and forget the vows they once made. I will never forget our determination and responsibility to save our world.

  I can understand your urgency and desire, but this is not the case.

  You can’t do this!

  You haven’t understood the situation in the Suffering Wood Realm. The large-scale war between the human race and the monster race will cause great casualties, which will weaken the power of this world.

  This can cause terrible consequences.

   Stop it, brothers.

  Help me **** these rash human army back to Dongtu, and help me quell this war that shouldn’t have happened. It’s still too late. "

   "Bah!"

The leader of San Xiu looked at Niu Sansheng contemptuously, and he sipped aside rudely.

Say:

   "It seems that the once fearless, brave Niu Sansheng is dead. You have become the same person as the Sanbao, the senior.

  You have been dazzled by the flower world of Suffering Wood, you have forgotten where you came from, and you have forgotten what kind of suffering our people are suffering.

  You traitor who betrayed his hometown! shameful! Scumbag!

roll!

  If you don’t want to do things with us, just get out! Go back to your comfort zone, continue to enjoy the aura of every ribbon of blood in this Suffering Wood Realm, and beg for your spiritual path. "

  After speaking, he shouted to the casual practitioners beside him:

   "Everyone, act according to the original plan, help the human army clear the way for the tricky monsters, and help these poor people who have been bullied by the monsters find their dignity.

go! Let's punish the demon! "

"boom"

  The keel-bone large axe shining with cold light slashed on the ground, as if a line was drawn, blocking the footsteps of the casual repairs in front of them.

  Niu Sansheng clenched his fist, a scorching masculinity wrapped around his body, and with the wild beating of his heart, the fully developed atomic furnace was pushing the violent power into the simple limbs.

  The scorching heat was like a round of the sun, and the scattered practitioners in front of the burning eyes took a few steps back, carrying their spiritual energy, which could be resisted.

   "You are kind, I believe you really want to save your hometown, and I still regard you as the most credible brothers.

  We came to the Suffering Wood Realm together.

  We did the wrong thing together, and after knowing the truth, we suffered equally. But what you do with your heart is not necessarily a good thing! "

   Like Niu Sansheng wrapped in a burning sun, moving his shoulders, in the burning light, he said in a low tone:

  "My boss often says that ignorant people are fearless and always regard the little bit of truth they see as truth, but are stubborn and unwilling to see the whole picture.

  The more ignorant and stubborn, the more stubborn he believes that the ideas in his heart must be correct, but he does not want to think about if he is wrong, who should bear the mistakes made by himself?

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  Brothers, you are doing something wrong!

  I can’t let you continue to make mistakes, and I can’t explain this to you here. Your perseverance and enthusiasm can be used for greater things.

  Instead of doing this, use the blood of innocent people to save our hometown.

  I think, if the hometown can speak, it must not be rare for it to be so free with the blood of innocent people!

  I have notified the boss that this matter will have a proper ending. I assure you that our world will be liberated, and it will be a way of not hurting others. "

The leader of the casual cultivators hesitated, he felt Niu Sansheng's sincerity.

  But in the end, he took a deep breath and said to Niu Sansheng:

   "On the night ninety years ago, you promised to do the same. As a result, we lost a lot of brothers that night. We don’t need your guarantee, Niu Sansheng.

  We have to save our hometown in our own way.

Different road non-phase plan.

  You are not an enemy, and we don’t want to treat you as an enemy, don’t stand in our way"

   "This is what I want to tell you!"

  The atomic energy in Niu Sansheng soared at this instant, just like a round of sun rising on a barren mountain.

  He grabbed the dragonbone battle axe at hand, this domineering magic weapon made by Shi Yan from the remains of the water king’s keel, on which the seventh-order ink talisman shined with illusory fire light as if it had been lit.

  He roared:

   "Now! Final warning! Catch it!"

   responded to him.

   is the magic weapon and spell that the casual practitioners also roared.

  It is clear that what everyone is going to do is the same thing. It is clear that everyone wants to do something to save. It is clear that everyone wants to save their hometown. Why does it become like this?

  Whose fault is all this?

  Destroyer!

  It’s all its fault!

  "Boom"

  The loud noise that smashed the mountains and the sea, shattered the barren mountains and shrouded everything in the scorching sun.

  (End of this chapter)