Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

The noise of weapons, roars, whistles, magical powers, and light strikes...

At the moment of the large-scale collision between the two powerful saints, it suddenly converged into a tragic and violent battlefield tragedy.

In the first round of crazy confrontation, countless powerful saints from both sides were blown up one after another. For a time, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it was extremely terrifying.

Countless true essences continued to fly up, broken limbs and arms, and half of the head exploded, filling the void of the City of Despair, performing a tragic fight that shocked the soul.

Then, with the second and third waves, and successive waves of impact, the entire City of Despair turned into a Shura's purgatory, an arena of blood and roar, fighting and life-and-death struggles.

Such a horrific and tragic scene was faced with such force that even powerful Saint Church figures such as Sheng Mei and Xiong Lu, who had seen great battles, closed their eyes, trembled all over, and could not bear to watch.

Several representatives of the powerful Holy Religion suffered unprecedented soul torment at this moment, as if countless huge hands were pinching their souls and true essence, causing them unbearable pain.

They had seen the cruelty of gladiatorial fights before, but the protagonists of the fights were not the strong men of the Holy Church, but the captured creatures.

At that time, they just watched it for fun, just like people in the secular world were keen on cockfighting, bullfighting, and cricket fighting.

But now, the protagonists of the gladiatorial contest have been replaced by their companions. The once high-handed and arrogant spectators have been reduced to playthings in the arena. They can empathize with them and can no longer accept it.

"Sheng Mei!" Suddenly, the only powerful woman among the representatives of the Holy Church became furious: "This is the face he gave you, is this what he calls the savior?"

Several other representatives of the Holy Church's powerful figures were also extremely sad and angry. They echoed the sentiment and vented their anger on Sheng Mei.

Sheng Mei stood straight and said nothing.

But Xiong Lu, who was following behind her, clenched his fists and turned around suddenly.

"How about you guys join in too?"

Several representatives of the powerful Saint Religion were stunned at the same time.

"I once told you not to treat the captured creatures like this, but who among you listened?" Xiong Lu shouted with veins popping out: "In your eyes, the fight that drives the captured creatures is a carnival for you victors, isn't it? Why is it that now that this carnival has fallen on your own people, you can't stand it?"

"Then have you ever thought about how desperate and angry the captured creatures in the arena were when you did this?"

Turning around, Sheng Mei looked at several powerful representatives of the Holy Religion who lowered their heads after being scolded by Xiong Lu.

"There is a saying in Taoism, called karma. Even though Jiang Chen is now independent and has left Taoism, he came from Taoism after all. He understands the four words karma better than anyone else."

"Now, he can adopt the policy of saving five out of ten. It may seem cruel, but it is already a blessing from heaven, like being pardoned."

"If this doesn't inspire your gratitude, then I doubt whether you have what it takes to become a human."

After hearing Sheng Mei's words, several powerful representatives of the Holy Religion looked at each other, and then they were speechless with shame.

At the other end, watching the brutal fighting and flying blood mist in the super-large fighting arena, even Zhan Hongying and Xuan Meng, who had a blood feud against the Holy Church, were completely stunned.

Perhaps, they thought of what had happened to their former companions and fell into grief.

But more people were shocked by the large-scale mutual slaughter and felt extremely terrified at Jiang Chen's iron-blooded way of solving the problem.

After a brief shock, Zhan Hongying and Xuan Meng looked at each other and turned their gazes to Jiang Chen at the same time.

Looking at Jiang Chen at this time, his body was straight, he raised the jar and drank wildly, the azure blue cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, his whole body was filled with the domineering aura of a king who looked down on nothingness, as if everything here was decided by him, and life and death here were decided by him.

This guy seems to be laughing and joking on the surface, and he looks so frivolous, but when he gets angry, he is really creepy and cruel.

More importantly, beneath his handsome and unruly face, no one can guess what he is thinking, and no one can see through his ideas and wisdom.

Perhaps, this is the combination of wild imagination, kingly demeanor, decisiveness in killing, and both kindness and power, which is both good and evil.

After a while, Xuan Meng gently pulled the corner of Zhan Hongying's clothes and spoke in a low voice.

"Warmaster, you have traveled through the void, have you ever seen a man like this?"

Zhan Hongying was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously shook her head, then blushed and gave Xuan Meng a blank look.

"you like him?"

"You don't like it?" Xuan Meng asked back with her beautiful big eyes flashing.

Zhan Hongying's heart was touched, and she blurted out: "Who can be worthy of such a man?"

Xuan Meng suddenly burst out laughing.

Zhan Hongying came to her senses immediately, and pulled Xuan Meng with shame and anger. Before she could say anything, Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head.

"We are discussing how to thank Emperor Jiang." Xuan Meng hurriedly said with an awkward smile: "Emperor Jiang's action has vented the anger of our captured souls."

"Yes, yes." Zhan Hongying nodded hastily, somewhat incoherently: "These pagan beasts finally got the retribution they deserved."

Looking at their strange behavior, Jiang Chen sighed and turned around.

"I say, you two may look stunning, but how can your hearts be so cruel? Could it be that the saying really is true..."

Zhan Hongying interrupted immediately after hearing this: "Jiang Chen..."

"Okay, let me give you some serious words." Jiang Chen pointed at the two of them and said word by word: "Tolerance makes one great, lack of desire makes one strong, forgive others when you can, and take action when you should."

"If you two really want to comprehend the great Dao, you must break away from the current situation and look at the problem from a higher perspective. Otherwise, you two can only stop here."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he walked towards Sheng Mei holding the jar of wine. Zhan Hongying and Xuan Meng looked at each other again.

"What, what does this mean?" Xuan Meng frowned suspiciously.

Zhan Hongying rolled her eyes angrily: "It means that the two of us are too small-minded, too narrow-minded, too obsessed with the pain and revenge of the past, and forget the road to the future."

After hearing this, Xuan Meng sighed: "That, that's because he has never experienced the pain we have."

"You're right." Zhan Hongying pointed at Xuan Meng and said, "You understand our feelings better than that bastard, so you are the most likely to comprehend the great Dao."

Seeing that Zhan Hongying had also left, Xuan Meng opened his mouth in confusion.

What's wrong with these two big guys?

Why do each one of them speak more mysteriously than the other? Is there some profound mystery hidden here?