The Ancient Vast Realm

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, and they fell into a fierce battle in an instant.

Although there were only tens of thousands of people on the human side, their death was doomed with the sword evil in their bodies. With the mentality of not fearing life and death, tens of thousands of people actually killed the eagle monsters who rushed over and retreated step by step.

Jian Wuchen did not participate in it. He walked on the battlefield expressionlessly like a bystander. Only those eagle monsters who rushed up without opening their eyes would be killed by the sword energy around him.

This was a revenge battle before the death of these human beings. Even Jian Wuchen was unwilling to intervene.

Just watching the human beings fall on the battlefield with wild laughter, Jian Wuchen's drooping palm slowly clenched at some point, and the coldness emanating from his body became more and more terrifying, causing countless eagle monsters to subconsciously avoid where he was.

"Hahaha, it's worth it, I didn't lose!"

In a battlefield, a one-armed human man holding a heavy broken sword smashed a powerful eagle demon in front of him that was dozens of feet in size, and stood on the corpse of the eagle demon and laughed wildly.

But his body was almost broken at this time, as if he had been tortured, and his tendons and veins seemed to be unable to withstand the explosion at this time, and were spurting out red and black blood.

The madness of the strong man frightened the surrounding eagle demons for a while, and they didn't dare to come forward, looking at him in fear.

"Haha...haha, not a loss, not...a loss...ah..."

The strong man laughed and finally coughed up blood and internal organs, but the laughter gradually became lower and lower, and the arm holding the heavy broken sword slowly dropped.

When the broken sword completely slipped from his hand, he froze in place with a crazy smile on his mouth, and his breath was gone.

"He's dead, he's dead!"

"I'm going to eat him!"

"This damned flesh slave!"

The surrounding eagle demons saw this and immediately rushed up with a roar, wanting to tear the strong man into pieces and swallow him into their stomachs.

Swish, swish, swish——

However, before they could take the next step, countless sword lights fell from the sky and cut them into pieces.

Jian Wuchen slowly came to the one-armed strong man and silently looked at the strong man's eyes that were still angry even if he died.

"It's a man..."

Jian Wuchen stretched out his hand to close his eyes, and casually summoned a vortex to collect his body and the broken heavy sword that fell from his body.

...

In the desolate sword tomb, there were broken swords everywhere. The sky above the sword tomb was chaotic, and the sun, moon and stars could not be seen, but there was enough light to see things.

A group of human races were digging holes of different sizes on the ground in a depressed mood. Most of them were half-grown children, and only some women and men with low cultivation.

But the number was not large. Even if the children and adults were included, there were less than two thousand.

Some children had tears in their eyes and their faces were covered with tear marks. Tears and snot intertwined, and their faces looked dirty.

The children grabbed some broken swords and stones with their tiny fingers, and laboriously dug holes in the ground one after another, pushing the soil away bit by bit. Their movements were clumsy and slow, and sweat mixed with tears, sliding down their cheeks from time to time, mixing with the dust on the ground.

They stopped from time to time and wiped the foreign objects on their faces with dirty sleeves. Their eyes were red and swollen, and their eyes revealed unspeakable confusion and helplessness.

But even though their originally delicate palms became bloody, no child stopped their actions.

One after another, small vortex gates appeared, and after each vortex gate appeared, a broken corpse would fall out of it.

Whenever this happened, the women and men would immediately come forward, carry the bodies, and send them to the pits that had been prepared.

When another vortex gate appeared, a body fell from it, and two men immediately rushed forward, with numb expressions, wanting to lift it up and bury it in the pit.

"Wait, wait, this is... the fourth leader..."

Suddenly, a man finally saw the face of the body clearly, and immediately staggered and sat on the ground behind him, staring at the body with a blank expression.

The other man's originally numb expression changed when he heard the words, and he immediately looked at the body in front of him, and he saw a familiar face and broken arms.

"Is the fourth leader dead too... The leader is dead, the big leader is dead, the big witch is dead, and now even the fourth leader is dead... Yes, who can not die?"

The man looked dazed and kept muttering.

"We should die too, but... we can't die now."

Seeing this, the other man slowly recovered. He looked down at the body of the one-armed man lying on the ground, and then looked at the children kneeling on the ground in the distance, struggling to make holes, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes again.

"Let the four leaders rest in peace!"

He patted the other man's shoulder, squatted down, took the body of the one-armed man on his back, and walked towards a hole not far away.

The man who was patted was stunned, watching his companion carrying the body away, and looked down at a broken heavy sword stained with blood on the ground. He vaguely remembered that this sword fell with the body of the four leaders.

"The four leaders must have used it to avenge us, right? They must have killed many enemies... they must have..."

He muttered something, squatted down, dragged the heavy broken sword with great effort, and slowly moved towards his companions.

On the Sky Eagle Peak

Hua La La --

A group of eagle demons flew out of the cave with terrified faces, as if they had seen some demons.

Ta-ta-ta-ta

With the clear sound of footsteps, several blurred figures slowly walked out of the cave.

Looking closely, the leader was a spotless young human in white clothes.

Behind him was an old man with a weak breath, and two human warriors with blood all over their bodies, holding broken swords, and staggering steps.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of the cave, almost making the three people stand unsteadily, and they had to support each other to barely stand.

Tie Ye felt the long-lost wind on his face, looking at the endless dark sky in the distance. Faintly, he could feel that there seemed to be a terrifying wave coming from the dark sky in the distance.

Looking at the countless eagle monsters flying in front of Tianying Peak but not daring to approach, looking at their frightened, angry and anxious eyes, at this moment, Tieye smiled.

"So you are afraid too"

Tieye smiled happily, happily, and bitterly

Because, other people can't see it......