Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

When Hu was stunned, he was shocked at this moment.

It was even hard to come back to reality.

It wasn't until, after a long time, that he seemed to come back to his senses.

At this moment, he looked around. He actually wanted to find someone to ask and make up his mind.

But the people from the Human Desolate Saint Clan who are here have the highest status.

At this moment, he seemed to have no one to ask.

Who to believe?

The captain must make a judgment immediately.

There was not so much time to think carefully, he had to make a decision immediately and then issue the order.

Because if it takes a minute longer, the people below will be in danger.

First of all, the people below can come out.

King Huang and the old blind man are the best proof.

Secondly, there is great danger down there.

Whether you believe in the old blind man or the King of Desolation.

At least, this is certain.

So who do you believe?

Hard to judge.

But in this urgent and high-pressure environment, Dang Hu made a choice that is easy for normal people to choose.

Believe in the one who lives!

King Huang is dead, isn't he?

Moreover, he and the old blind man are comrades-in-arms. More importantly, although the old blind man's strength has declined, he has rich experience in battlefield combat and other experiences.

He didn't know how King Huang rebelled.

At this moment, there is no evidence of death.

At this moment, he could only trust the old blind man, otherwise, who else could he trust?

What else can be done?

If you have God's perspective, you can definitely make the most correct judgment.

But if you take the perspective of a leader, you will find that it is really difficult to choose.

Because believing in King Huang means giving up the lives of more than 30 million people.

And believe the old blind man, at least there is hope.

The things people believe often have nothing to do with the truth. People only want to believe the "truth" they want to be!

This has nothing to do with IQ, but human weakness!

Otherwise, no one in this world would be cheated.

After all, some lies are so clumsy.

Just like today, if you calm down and analyze carefully, you may be able to draw a conclusion.

But one is that all 30 million people died, and 19 kings also joined in.

One is that there is a glimmer of hope. Everyone is still alive and can be rescued.

Which "truth" is the leader willing to accept?

Luo Chen looked at the entangled and hesitant soldiers, Luo Chen was looking forward to it.

Of course, Luo Chen would not laugh at his decision.

Because Luo Chen at least knew what was below, but until now, he had no idea at all.

Then the captain can only judge the situation with such limited information.

The judgments made will naturally be biased.

But Luo Chen will not sympathize with his subordinates. The enemy is the enemy, and sympathy is not used to sympathize with the enemy.

That's called weakness, not sympathy!

Luo Chen is waiting. In fact, the entire Human Desolate Saint Clan is also waiting for his boss to make a judgment!

"Put away King Huang's body." "Be careful, be decent and respectful!" The leader suddenly sighed and spoke.

Then he spoke again.

"Go and ask the tribe for instructions, send more troops, and do your best to rescue!"

"Ancestor, I dare to ask, can we continue to play this game?" The captain took a deep breath.

It was obvious that he was very angry, and he only dared to ask Luo Chen this question after mustering up his strength.

But this is also an ultimatum.

If Luo Chen wants to continue playing, Luo Chen refuses to stop.

Then he will take action.

After all, there may be 30 million people from the Desolate Saint Clan trapped below.

Don't you want to save it?

"Of course!" Luo Chen smiled.

And Luo Chen looked like he was under my control.

He still looked extremely provocative.

The hatred in the guard's heart was overwhelming, and a nameless anger suddenly rose up.

The guard clenched his fists!

"Well, then, as a Huheren, the Holy Clan will have fun with our ancestors!"

"I hope my ancestor won't feel bad!"

Since you insist on fighting secretly, then fight with it, fight with its earth-shattering world, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and fight with it to the death!

Fight until you, the ancestor, regret and feel distressed!

At this moment, Danghu was in a fierce mood.

Then turn around! "Go and invite the Heavenly Saint Army of the Human Desolate Saint Clan, and also invite the two ancient emperors of the Human Desolate Saint Clan!" Hu said in a dignified voice.

These words were loud and full of momentum.

Please ask the ancient emperor!

And there are two of them?

This made Luo Chen smile even more.

And there is also the Heavenly Saint Army. From the name, you know that this army is not simple.

"Zi Ji, what is the origin of your Heavenly Saint army?" Luo Chen asked.

"Ancestor, Zi Ji doesn't know." Zi Ji lowered her head and said.

She didn't want to get involved because the situation was already very complicated.

"Then tell me, what's the use of you?" Luo Chen scolded.

Although Luo Chen's words were irrational, they were intentional.

Also beating Zi Ji.

"Ancestor, Zi Ji really doesn't know. Please calm down, Ancestor." Zi Ji quickly apologized.

She found Luo Chen too difficult to live with, too high-maintenance, and moody.

"Ancestor, the Heavenly Saint Army was the strongest army of the Human Desert Saint Clan back then!"

"This army was the main force in attacking Guixu back then."

"Although they were maimed and almost disintegrated, the Human Desolate Saint Clan later restored the Heavenly Saint Army."

"That old blind man was one of the standard bearers in the Heavenly Saint Army back then!"

Back then, the Human Desolation Saint Clan was really not weak. Just look at the old blind man and you will know that, and the old blind man was just a standard bearer.

"Later, the Human Desolate Saint Clan selected and trained top talents and formed a new Heavenly Saint Army."

"If you really want to say it, they are the real elite."

"It is said that the current Heavenly Saint army is no weaker than the Heavenly Saint army back then."

"But no one knows whether it is true or not." Cang Lan explained.

"Does this mean you have to show me your claws?" Luo Chen smiled again, sitting on the throne and leaning on the backrest.

He looked foolish and ignorant.

"The dispatch of the Heavenly Saint Army means that the Human Desolate Saint Clan is taking action!" Ming Ye also said.

The Heavenly Saint army is terrifying because many of them have the potential and potential to become kings.

But they were all given up abruptly.

Just to be able to cooperate better among the army.

It can be said that the Heavenly Saint Army is the best among the Human Desolate Saint Clan in terms of cultivation resources, techniques, and even teaching and training.

It can be said that the so-called Heavenly Saint Army is definitely the best and strongest army that the Human Desolate Saint Clan can produce today.

Obviously this is going to be a big deal.

And in order to prevent accidents, two ancient emperors were even recruited to hold the battle.

This lineup can be said to be truly invincible.

"Ancestor, can you tell me what's down there? The Heavenly Saint's army is no small matter." Pu Er was also puzzled.

Until now, he suspected that Luo Chen was behind it.

At this moment, he sent a message to Luo Chen.

"Just watch."

"The Human Desolation Saint Clan is going to give you a big gift!" Luo Chen's eyes showed anticipation.

Maybe, this one can **** the Human Desolate Saint Clan! Luo Chen didn't mind if he was really going to be crippled, he just sent out troops to destroy the Human Desolation Saint Clan in one go.