Chapter 4547: Never forget the original intention

Baiguyin Mountain.
The blood flowed into a river, the body was all over, full of silence and silence.
The Yinling Race monks were cleaning the battlefield. Although everyone was expressionless, they were very angry.
They have repelled the enemy three times, which is almost the limit of Bone Yin Mountain.
The mountain lord Yin Gu Shang fought with the three immortal ancestors. Rumor has it that they have been created by many people. This is a major blow to them.
dead?
They are the Yin Ling clan, maybe they have no fear, after all, they have already died, and some of them are not just once.
But this kind of powerlessness makes them feel very frustrated and helpless.
The Yinling Race, but the second largest ethnic group in the Primordial God Realm.
It used to be an existence standing on top of the Pyramid of the Primordial God Realm, but now it is about to annihilate.
Perhaps after countless years, new creatures may still be born on their corpses, but that is not them anymore.
With the strength of the Yinling Clan, even if they face the Dragon and Phoenix Clan of the first race, they are fearless.
Before the endless years, if it were not for the cooperation of other races, the Yinling Race would have dominated the Primordial God Realm long ago.
After all, they were born in a peculiar way, as long as there are corpses, their kind will continue to emerge.
However, the speed of their destruction now far exceeds the speed of their birth.
In the three wars, there were at least hundreds of millions of people who died in the Yinling Race.
Moreover, those who died were still elite-level existences in the Yinling Race.
Facing this kind of battle, the Yin Ling tribe monks were also a little scared.
"Tomorrow, the Dragon and Phoenix Palace, the God Killing God, the Immortal Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, and the Xuanhai Sea Court will kill again. This time, what will we resist?"
"The mountain lord has also been severely injured and is in danger. Is it true that heaven is going to kill my Yinling Clan?"
"The Celestial Race, it's so hateful that it threatens the three major forces! As the Primordial First Power, the Dragon and Phoenix Palace has the weakest bones. It kneels directly at the feet of the Celestial Race.
Several Yinling Clan monks were cursing, their words were full of anger and despair.
The ancient Yin Shang was the spiritual pillar of the White Bone Yin Mountain. Now that he has fallen, how can other people remain calm?
The originally mysterious White Bone Yin Mountain had already been torn off the veil.
The people of several major forces were almost killed in the White Bone Yin City.
If it hadn't been for the Yin Gu Shang to exchange injuries for injuries, desperately resisting, perhaps the Bone Yin City had already been broken.
"Tomorrow, my White Bone Yin Mountain will be destroyed, so what else will I clean?"
"We clean them, and when we die, who will clean us?"
Several Bone Yinshan monks who cleaned the battlefield stopped angrily. This kind of atmosphere was very contagious, and most of them stopped.
The sad atmosphere continued to spread, and many people sat on the ground with a decadent expression.
As time went by, the tense and depressed atmosphere became stronger and stronger.
Everyone seems to be waiting for the judgment of death. Tomorrow may be their end.
"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a sharp shout came from a distance.
Everyone glanced at random, but sat motionless.
They are all going to die, what else is there to fear?
The big deal, just die one day early, and the ending will not change at all.
Only in the next moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in their eyes.
"Mountain Lord!" Many people sat up in shock, looking at the man in surprise.
Besides Yin Gu Shang, who else can there be?
Yin Gushang's face was pale, as if he was a little unsteady in his standing, walking wobbly.
He faintly scanned the messy battlefield with his expression as usual. After a while, he said lightly: "Have you given up?"
Everyone was silent and did not dare to look directly at Yin Gu Shang.
However, what can they do if they don't give up? Can they change the situation of the battle?
"Why did you come back to life? Have you forgotten it?" Yin Gu Shang spoke again, his eyes sharpened.
Everyone clenched their fists, and they naturally knew why they were able to resurrect.
It's not just that their resurrected bodies still have a glimmer of life, it's just an advance condition.
The main thing is that it is another thing.
"Will!" Yin Gu Shang took a deep breath and said in a condensed voice: "The reason why we are resurrected is because of our unyielding will and our tenacious will."
Yes, the reason why the Yinling Race resurrected is because of the powerful will remaining on the dead body.
This unyielding will, after years of accumulation, slowly condensed into spiritual wisdom, and they now have them.
"Why can my Yin Ling Clan become the second race of the Primordial God Realm?" Yin Gu Shang continued, "It is also because of our strong will.
Death is not terrible, as long as the will is not destroyed, we will be resurrected again.
But now, your will has slowly disappeared, and you won't be able to live long without others killing you.
The will is immortal. Even if we die now, we will still have a day of resurrection in the future. Although that may not be us anymore, this will is always passed on and immortal. "
Everyone heard the words, their bodies trembling slightly like walking dead.
Yes, isn't the strongest thing in my Yinling Race is will?
This is what we are most proud of.
But now, has our proudest thing been crushed by the enemy?
"The enemy is very strong, and it cannot be denied, but my Yinling Clan, through the ages, has ever been exterminated? Once not, not this time." Yin Gu Shang's tone became colder and more arrogant.
He has always been proud of the identity of the Yinling Race.
A corpse?
Maybe this is him in the eyes of others, but he has always regarded himself as a complete individual.
"We are dead, and the successor will still live up to our memory. It won't be long before the flames of my Yin Spirit Race will rekindle the world."
Yin Gu Shang said in a frustrated tone: "We once shed the last drop of blood in order to protect this world. Now we have no blood to shed. Why should we be afraid?
In order to protect the things we once guarded, the ancestor is willing to exhaust the last ray of life fire, and hope that you will not forget your original intention. "
"I will follow the instructions of the bishop of the mountain." Someone suddenly stood up, clenched his fists, and said powerfully.
"I will follow the instructions of the mountain bishop!"
"I am willing to exhaust the last ray of life for the Primordial God Realm."
"Subordinates are willing to fight, at least prove that I have lived."
The monks stood up one after another, and the words of Yin Gu Shang made them rekindle their strong will.
The most terrifying thing about a race is not losing hope.
Lost hope, at least can live like a walking dead.
The most terrifying thing is that he has lost his pride and would rather be a walking dead.
Upon seeing this scene, Yin Gushang nodded slightly: Since you take a good rest, tomorrow I will live and die together! "
"With the total death!"
"With the total death!"
The sound of the trembling clouds resounded through the Bone Yin Mountain, as if trying to pierce the day.