Chapter 514: war! (fifth!)

Thousands of monks are scattered in the sky, and every monk's body exudes a fierce breath, like a fierce hungry wolf, swallowing the prey in front of him.
Among the thousands of monks, even those who are the weakest are the strengths of the spiritual world. Among them, some are the strongest of Danyang and Yuantian. Just a half-step man, there are three people!
What is even more terrifying is that when the atmosphere of thousands of people is connected into one piece, the killings that are emitted are like tides, sweeping the whole world, and even the clouds between the heavens and the earth are suddenly discolored and caught in a chill.
Among the thousands of monks, the one who most cares about Luo Yang, in addition to the two spiritual monks, is naturally the musk on the behemoth.
At this moment, the musk cultivation has reached the Yuantianjing. When sitting on the head of the behemoth, it is a kind of demon beauty. Even if the face is covered with tulle, it is still able to make many monks obsessed, like a lotus flower blooming in the blood.
When Luo Yang’s eyes looked at the musk, the musk seemed to be noticeable, and a pair of eyes were also looking toward Luo Yang. When she found out that the owner of the gaze was actually Luo Yang, there was a stunned look on the pretty face.
"No wonder she will appear at the Baishi event. It seems that they are like the high priest. They are all the ideas of raising the spirit of the law..." Luo Yang’s eyes slowly recovered, his face Showing a thoughtful look.
For their spiritual methods in the mouth, Luo Yang was not curious, but he did not have much interest. At this moment, he still stayed in the wooden door. In addition to wanting to get the ancestral tree to condense Danyang, the more important thing is that he can't leave.
To be precise, the old tree is also guarding the wooden door, and it also blocks the surrounding world. Even those monks who are in the middle of the spiritual world can't break through this blockade, let alone Luo Yang.
"In this way, these people should be monks in the West and the Tao. It is no wonder that the atmosphere is so fierce..." After the eyes were swept away from the monks in the sky, Luo Yang’s heart was already aware.
Although the West China is close to Tianwu Shenzhou, the gap can be seen from the wild words in its name. Unlike Tianwu Shenzhou, the western wilderness is mostly desert Gobi. Not only is the aura less thin, but also the fierce beasts are often seen, so it is called the most ridiculous place on the dusty star.
It is in this environment that the monks of the Western Expedition survive and multiply, so their character is a belligerent bloodthirsty, which is very different from the monks above Tianwu Shenzhou.
As for the situation outside the Tao, this is a place of killing, and the monks who can survive in it are naturally more ferocious than the repair of the West.
Nowadays, this repair of the West and the repair of the Tao have joined forces. It is said that it is a weak wooden door. Even if it is facing the second-ranked cellar, I am afraid it will only be a one-sided slaughter.
"I just don't know, there is no shadow of the forces in the sea in the door of the wooden door." Luo Yang's eyes flashed, thinking of the previous meeting at the Baishi event, Muxiang and Dao Ling Zongzi Lin Yifan thing.
Just as Luo Yang was indulging, a feeling of panic and despair quickly spread throughout the wooden door. Whether it is a disciple or an elder, there is a desperate look on his face, and he looks at the thousands of figures in the sky with horror.
"What should I do? Do they really want to destroy our wooden doors?"
"I don't want to die... I want to leave here..."
"I beg you to let me go..."
All the crying and crying of the road continued to ring, and many disciples and discouraged disciples even fell to the ground directly, and kept pleading for the sky, asking for ridicule among the thousands of monks.
"What's so scary! Big deal is just a death!" When the cry of crying continued, Mu Chen's face showed anger and shouted loudly to everyone.
"Our disciple of the wooden door can only be killed by others. You are also trained to be inside, why should you be afraid of them! Not to mention the fact that Luoyang's predecessors are in this war, we may not lose!"
The voice of Muchen spread throughout the square and fell into the ears of every monk, so that everyone seemed to find hope, and his eyes looked closely at Luo Yang.
For them, Luo Yang has long been a figure who can be tied with Mu's ancestors, not only killing Xu Tianshi, but even the head of the floor is also in the hands of Luo Yang, so in their eyes, Luo Yang has already It is their savior.
Seeing the worship and respect on the faces of the people, there was an unexpected flow of eyes in the eyes of the wooden ancestors. After a moment of gaze on Luoyang, he turned to look at the wooden door.
"The old man knows that in the eyes of many of you, it is the disaster that our wooden family brought to Muximen. So you yell at me, blame me, even hate me, I have nothing to say. But there is a little Be clear in your heart, that is, the raft door at the moment is already at the crucial moment of life and death!"
The eyes of the wooden ancestors swept through the faces of many wooden martial arts disciples, and they said in a word and a word.
"Begging for mercy will not bring hope, it will only bring destruction, it is the destruction of our wooden house, the destruction of all of us, and the destruction of the whole wooden door! There is only one road to live! Fight! Use us The blood, use our lives to fight! Only fighting, can we let the wooden door live! You... will you fight?"
The voice of the ancestors of the wooden family echoed in the entire square, clearly falling into the ears of the people, and even the thousands of monks in the sky looked sideways, and his face showed an unexpected look.
"War!" In the crowd of Muximen, the second elder Zhou Shufan took the lead to drink a low.
"Blood battle in the end!!" Feng Yunshan's double fists clenched, his face showed a decisive color, the same is a voice of a low voice.
"For the sake of the wooden door, fight to the last moment!!!" Mu Chen's eyes showed a stern sorrow, and his mouth snorted.
"War! Fight! Fight!"
The sounds of the battles come together, as if it was a terrifying roar, and it was introduced to the nine miles!
Looking at the woodcut door of the decisive look, Luo Yang’s eyes could not help but flow a different color, and the ancestors of the wooden family suddenly looked at Luo Yang.
"Luo Daoyou, you go to a place with the old man." Mujia's ancestors looked at Luo Yang's eyes and said quietly.
"Where?" Luo Yang's look moved and asked in confusion.
"The land of the ancestral tree..."