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Lin Nan's red eyes glanced at the people who were sorting out the remains of the clansmen. Compared with the clansmen he had seen before, there were no more than a dozen of them. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "You go to other battlefields first, and take the survivors. All the clansmen who have come down gather here. If anyone can be cured, we must try our best to save them. If not, we must move their corpses here. I can't give them a complete funeral, but I must never let them stay alone. Outside!"

Lin Nan's voice was no longer hoarse as he had just faced Tai Chi, but returned to calmness, but the deep sorrow hidden in that calmness made everyone present unforgettable.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Without saying anything, Taihao simply replied, and regardless of his own fatigue, he picked out some clansmen who could still fight, and quickly left here to go to several other battlefields to search for the surviving clansmen.

Although the main force of the monster race has retreated, there are still many little monsters wandering in the wild. Although these monsters are not strong, they can no longer afford the already weakened human race. .

After Taihao left, Lin Nan did not continue to participate in the work of arranging the corpses of the clansmen. He just stood quietly in front of Bai Rou's corpse, staring at it in silence, and the clansmen at the side tacitly did not bother Lin Nan. , just silently doing their own work.

In the entire human battlefield, everyone was wounded and exhausted, but no one complained, and no one said a word. Everyone was acting silently. On the entire battlefield, a piece of Quiet, but under this superficial tranquility, what is surging is the deeper and deeper hatred, the hatred that cannot be washed away even if it is poured into all corners of the world.

This situation continued until Taihao came back with the remaining clansmen, and then there was a change. Lin Nan moved his body that seemed to be frozen there, gathered the rest of the clansmen together, and stood there In front of the mountain of corpses piled up high.

Lin Nan stood in front of all the clansmen, holding a torch in his hand, his eyes swept over all the clansmen, and he said slowly, "Since the birth of our human race, we have not been as powerful as the monster clan and the witch clan." Strength, has gone through countless difficulties and obstacles, struggled to survive in this flood, and has been thriving until now, relying on nothing else but persistence and unity!"

Glancing behind him, Lin Nan raised the torch in his hand as he looked at all the people in front of him who were focused on him, "Today our human race encountered a catastrophe and almost wiped out, but we still survived. And under the protection of the sacrificed clansmen, we survived. With them, all we can do is to live well, inherit their will, protect the inheritance of our human race, remember today's bloody feud, and never let down the sacrifices of these heroes !"

Lin Nan's voice was very flat, and his words were very calm. There were no loud shouts or great oaths. He just spoke word by word, as if stating another fact, bit by bit.

But all the clansmen present, no matter how tired or injured they were, they all listened very seriously, and all their energy was concentrated in Lin Nan's uninspiring words, until the other party stopped speaking and used the torch in his hand to listen. When seeing those dead clansmen for a ride, everyone couldn't help but feel a heavy responsibility at the bottom of their hearts as they looked at the flames that filled the sky.

It is not only the responsibility to protect the human race, but also the responsibility to avenge the clansmen who died today. However, no one said such words, and everyone kept such beliefs in their hearts and engraved them in their bones. This great ordeal, As far as the entire human race is concerned, it is a huge transformation. The clansmen who were still a little impetuous in the past are only left with this firm belief that nothing can be erased.

The human race is destined to rise again and be reborn in the boundless fire like the phoenix soaring in the nine sky.

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Time is like running water. Since that tragic war, 100 years have passed in a blink of an eye. The war that year was extremely tragic, and the vitality of the human race was greatly damaged. Generally, they are put together in one place.

The former top ten tribes have long since disappeared, and no one in the remaining tribes has such a concept anymore. Among the tribesmen, the sense of competition that Lin Nan emphasized in the past has long since disappeared. All the surviving human tribes have shoulders Bearing heavy pressure, he tried his best to cultivate desperately.

For more than 100 years, the human race has been so silent and powerful. Even those new human races, under the guidance of their parents and clansmen, have no laughter and laughter. What they do most every day is to practice and practice.

Similarly, those disciples of the human race who had worshiped under the sects of the great powerhouses were also called back by Lin Nan. On the one hand, it was to protect the remaining fire seeds of the human race, and on the other hand, it was hoped that they could teach the next generation of the human race.

Although Lin Nan has never left the human race since the great war, although he has done so many things, it is impossible for him to have the energy to teach those newborns.

For more than 100 years, with the support of the witch clan and Lin Nan's hard work, although the number of human race is not as good as before the war, the strength is far greater than that of the human race. The hatred for the monster race makes every human disciple to play Out of one hundred percent of their potential.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that most of the survivors of the human race were young and middle-aged. This is the best time of life, and with such combat experience, coupled with the encouragement of bloody hatred, their growth rate is naturally far faster than Lin Nan's. expected.

But the one who has improved the most is Lin Nan himself. The Lich War is the best opportunity for other people to take revenge. Lin Nan can't miss it no matter what, but no matter how talented he is, he can't catch up with him in just 100 years. For Tai Yi and Di Jun, Lin Nan paid a lot of money for this, and practiced a secret technique, only waiting for the time of the Lich War to avenge those dead clansmen.

In the blood-washed stone hall of Human Emperor's Hall, Lin Nan sat on the seat, looking at the only three patriarchs left below, as well as the strong human race who had been summoned by him to cultivate in the prehistoric religions. , with deep eyes, said slowly: "The witch clan has sent a message, the Lich War is about to start, let us human race merge with them, and attack the heaven together!"

The more than 100 years of support from the Wu clan, and the help from the great war back then, are by no means without reason. Lin Nan understands this very well, and so do everyone present, even though the human race has just recovered from that tragic war. When you regain your vitality, it is not suitable to attack the Yaozu, but sometimes, you can't do whatever you want.

The efforts of the Wu clan must be rewarded, not to mention that the human race has been suppressed for so many years, and they also need to release it. Whether it is success or failure, they have no choice. Of course, this is just Lin Nan's idea. For other people As far as the tribe is concerned, even if they die without a whole body, physically and mentally, they are bound to make the Yaozu pay a painful price.

"Huang, some genius disciples of our human race, as well as some ordinary clansmen, have settled down, and the rest are ready. Even if their souls are scattered, they will break through the nine heavens and let the high-ranking demon emperor do it for them. Pay for what you did!"

Taihao's eyes were cold, this man who used to love to talk a lot, after that battle, there was no smile at all, all his mind has been replaced by hatred.

"Okay, gather the clansmen and prepare to go..."

Lin Nan sat on the high platform with a calm demeanor, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and said slowly but firmly.

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Above the nine heavens, there is a sense of immortality, and there are layers of strict guards everywhere. In the white jade palace exuding a majestic light, Emperor Jun and Taiyi are facing the water mirror, and the scene of the busy preparations of the human race and the witch race secretly frowned.

"Brother, it seems that the Wu Clan and the Human Clan are ready to attack the Heavenly Court!"

After a while of silence, it was Tai Yi who said the latest, the short 100 years, to the gods, is just an instant, but Tai Yi has aged a bit visible to the naked eye, not physically, but spiritually.

"The Witch Clan is ready, why not my Heavenly Court, if you want to come, come, my Heavenly Court will not be afraid of them!"

With a cold snort, Kunpeng's arrogant words immediately resounded throughout the hall, arousing the unanimous resonance of the twelve monster generals.

"Kunpeng is right. I, the monster clan, have never been afraid of anyone, and I will fight if I want to. Those stupid big guys of the witch clan would have disliked them a long time ago..."

A demon general said this, which caused the other demon generals to burst into laughter.

The people of the monster race are powerful and have always been unruly people. They will not be afraid of the witch race. As for the human race, the race that they used as food for a hundred years ago will not be taken seriously by them.

"Okay, the big battle is coming soon, everyone, go back and prepare. In this big battle, my monster clan is bound to become the only protagonist in this world!"

Di Jun laughed, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said in an incomparably domineering manner.

"Yes!"

The momentum of the people in the hall rose instantly, and after the chorus answered, they all turned around and walked out of the hall, going out one after another to prepare their own affairs.

Seeing all the subordinates in the palace go out, Di Jun turned his head to look at Tai Yi, and sighed softly: "Don't think so much, the matter is over, it's useless to think too much!"

"Brother, I don't need to say much. I knew from the battle 100 years ago that today will always come, and I have already prepared myself!"

There was a strong bitter taste in Taiyi's words. The former Donghuang Taiyi, who was gentle on the surface but arrogant and domineering in reality, seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving only this mature and sad young man in front of him.

"Xiao Shi has already been sent to Empress Nvsnail. In this battle, no matter whether we win or lose, our demon clan can at least save some seeds..."

Tai Yi muttered a few words, his voice was so low that even Di Jun couldn't hear him clearly. Unlike Di Jun's domineering words just now, he seemed a little unconfident.

No wonder Taiyi would be like this, and somehow, when the big battle was about to start, he was always a little restless. Although he had made all the preparations, it was still difficult to get rid of this feeling in his heart.

Di Jun didn't have the same premonition as his younger brother, holding the witch-slaying sword in his hand, he had great confidence in defeating the witch clan, and he didn't take his brother's worries to heart at all.

Looking at his brother's vigorous appearance, Tai Yi seemed to see the appearance when he just established the Heavenly Court in a trance, and a smile could not help showing at the corner of his mouth, but what flashed in front of his eyes was the Milky Way, shrouded in the silver moonlight. With a handsome figure, he couldn't help being a little lost in thought for a while.

The author has something to say: I am sorry to everyone, I feel that the original cool article will be written as a tragedy by me/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~