But in everyone's eyes, there was a trace of silence.

Especially among the human race, although three people entered the venue and Yang Wenjun directly lived up to the expectations and won the championship, this should have been a happy thing, but the three people's faces were more solemn and more disappointed.

Among the gods, Qingyi's eyes were red, Gui Xuanzhen's face was expressionless, and even Mo Qingkuang had a look of helplessness at this time, and there was an indescribable silence between his eyes.

None of the others had a good look.

The old man in white gradually stopped his voice. Looking at the children in front of him, although there was still a faint smile on his face, there was a little more restrainedness between his figures.

If these children could cheer loudly, if they could jump up happily, if they could cry at will, perhaps the old man in white would not feel speechless. Even with a hint of smile, the old man in white would feel satisfied, but at this time, no one had a smile, and no one had a smile.

Because, they came into contact with the coldness and ruthlessness of this world, and saw the dirtiest scenes in the world, and also experienced the heart-wrenching pain. So many familiar creatures left this world, so many closely related people would never appear again, and so many smiling faces would no longer exist in this world.

How painful this is.

Everyone believes that no one in the world will like this feeling, and no one is willing to experience this heart-wrenching pain again. If there is a choice, even everyone is willing to give up the opportunity now and stay on this battlefield to fight side by side with the familiar creatures. Even if they die in this catastrophe of heaven and earth, no one wants to see the once familiar people turn into tablets with their familiar names written on them.

Even the old man in white had forgotten how to comfort these children at this time.

"I know you are heartbroken and sad." The old man in white did not comfort him, but lifted up the bloody scars: "In this war, you lost a lot of old friends, relatives and friends who were once familiar, old elders in the sect, or those you were thinking about. But no one of their deaths was not voluntary. When this catastrophe of heaven and earth came, everyone rushed to the front line without hesitation. Even every creature who died, I can be sure that they were willing to die. Could it be that their death was to see what you are now?"

"How many people have you known after so many people died? Even many inheritances and many ethnic groups have disappeared in this battle. Among the many human armies, countless army of troops have died in the system. Among the countless demon races, the entire race has disappeared on the battlefield. So who will cry for them, and who will be sad for them? Don't think that the creatures you are familiar with should not die, and you will find it difficult to accept." The old man in white-clothed face was gloomy: "I am not afraid to tell you the truth. In this world, no creature is born to die, and no creature should die. No one owe you. In your situation, according to my wishes, even if you die here, no one will pity you."

In the Yunting Pavilion, the fairy official Qingyin couldn't help but turn black: "Is this drunkard a little over?"

"It's okay." Emperor Donghua sighed softly: "When you wake up, you need to use a heavy hammer. Perhaps for them now, the words of the Jiuzu are a bit cruel. But when they see the real darkness of the world, they may really understand what the Jiuzu said. Now these little guys find it difficult to accept what happened in this catastrophe, but if they can only remain silent in the pain of the past, they will only ruin themselves."

"But, they are all just a bunch of kids after all."

"That one of us has not grown up from a child to the present?" Emperor Donghua sighed: "That one of us has never encountered such extreme fierce battles? If we were able to be awakened directly in our initial loss back then, it might be very likely that it would be a different situation again."

The Human King finally smiled bitterly: "Maybe the bloody scar is torn apart and it hurts, but these are things that every practitioner must encounter in the future. If he can pass this level, his mood will change in the future. If he cannot pass it, he can only say that they are not a material that can be made. Even if he puts more effort on them, everything will be futile."

Everyone couldn't help but smile bitterly, but no one spoke.

Perhaps for the older generation who are used to the strong winds and waves, those deaths are inevitable. But for this younger generation, countless creatures have always died, and countless blood has dyed the world red.

In the field, the old man in white voice was cold: "If those dead creatures saw you all now, would they regret that they had sacrificed their lives for this world, but they were only rewarded with such a group of unscrupulous things, do you think they would still rest in peace?"

The ten young girls showed anger on their faces.

"Why, don't you agree?" The old man in white sneered: "Who is the right to be dissatisfied with a person like you? If you don't agree, yes, then ask yourself with your anger. What can you do for those dead creatures like you? Do you use your half-dead look to tell them that you don't want them to die? Or can you use the sorrow in your heart to kill the enemy to avenge them?"

"Are you going to make a rotten wood or to avenge them with your own hands? What will you do? You choose your own choice."

After saying this, the old man in white slowly turned around and no longer had a word.

Even the old man in white stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes falling on the sky, and he didn't even look at the younger generations.

After a long time, a figure knelt behind the old man in white.

Yang Wenjun knelt on his knees, his eyes gradually becoming clear.

As Yang Wenjun knelt down, everyone else dared to kneel behind the old man in white. Everyone's eyes gradually became clearer and gradually became a hint of spiritual energy.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Yang Wenjun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I am deeply grateful for the good intentions of my senior."

"Oh?" The old man in white never looked back: "What's my intention?"

"The purpose of the senior is to tell us that so many creatures willingly die, just for the most important persistence in their hearts. Their death is to make us younger generations live better." Yang Wenjun's eyes are bright: "In this catastrophe in heaven and earth, none of them is unwilling to die, because when the disaster comes, no one has the reason to stay out of it. We survived this battle, and it is precisely because countless creatures go to die one after another. Now, it is not when we are silent when we lose relatives and friends, sorrow cannot kill the enemy, and pain will not be imposed on the enemy. Only when we are protected creatures are flexible and become stronger and go further can we live up to their expectations and be the greatest comfort to those dead creatures."

When Yang Wenjun said this, the sound was fresh and loud, not only on the altar, but also all the creatures under the altar could hear clearly.

Even Yang Wenjun deliberately increased her voice in order to let more people hear her voice.

These words are what Yang Wenjun is saying to the nine geniuses on the altar, and to everyone under the altar.

Because the real intention of what the old man in white said was not just to warn the ten young girls, but to everyone under the altar.

This catastrophe that swept the world has suffered great losses in almost all races except the Ghost Sect. And the dead creatures are not only related to the ten young girls on the altar. The younger generations of all races under the altar are also victims of this catastrophe in heaven and earth. Even the older generation of human monks who survived have suffered a cruel fact that is ten times better than them. Even the ordinary people among the four empires have lost all of them in this battle.

The honor on the altar, at least in the heart of the old man in white, belongs not only to the ten geniuses on the altar, but also to all living beings.

Those dead undead, no matter what race they are or what original intention they are, but it is because of their efforts that the sound of the current sound on the altar is now available.

Therefore, Yang Wenjun's words were also telling all the living creatures under the altar and the efforts of those dead creatures. They felt and understood.

They will pass on the spirit of those dead creatures to themselves.

This is also Yang Wenjun is using another method to comfort the living and to comfort the dead.

No one spoke or did anything else. They just knelt quietly, kneeling towards the old man in white, thanking the old man for being a wake-up call.

They even expressed their gratitude to such a powerful man who has already stood at the top of this world. They could only express their respect by using this silent kneeling.

On the altar, countless creatures covered their mouths and refused to make a sound, and many creatures hid their faces under their arms.

There is no crying, no crying.

Even everyone stood straight, and countless people were inadvertently straightening their backs.

Everyone has understood the true meaning of the Shenwu Alliance.

It turns out that the real Shenwu Alliance is not just about competing martial arts skills, but also about competing for fame and fortune. Instead, it is about inheriting the spirit of never giving up in another way. It is about using another way that cannot be expressed in words to make the race feel the difficulty of its predecessors, so as to take over the mission it should shoulder, and no longer be lonely on the way forward,,,,,,

Only the spirit of never giving up, the inheritance of never giving up, the perseverance of never retreating, and the persistence of never giving up, can we move forward a further road,,,,,,

All of this is the Shenwu Alliance, which is the true meaning of the Shenwu Alliance.

In the Yunting Pavilion, everyone had stopped breathing. In the Yunting Pavilion, which was originally in chaos, there was no sound at all.

Even Ling Wuqi, everyone stared at the figure on the altar in amazement. Although that figure was not tall, at this moment, the figure seemed extremely tall. Even if it was just a glance, it was like a huge mountain peak, unattainable,,,,,

Whether under or under the altar, at this moment, they are the real masters of this world.

Because they have obtained the spirit of this world and have obtained many valuable insights that even these powerful people cannot comprehend.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s cultivation level or whether it’s status or status.

Don't give up, don't give in, don't retreat, don't give in,,,,,,

Headed by Emperor Donghua, the demon emperor, demon queen, demon master, ghost master, Mu Hongying, Qingyin Immortal Official, and Yue Emperor all stood up and bowed to the old man in white, and bowed to all the creatures on the altar.

In this ceremony, the eight top strong men of the world were willing to do so.

No one of the strong people had any objections to this gift.

A brand new avenue seems to be unfolding in front of everyone's eyes. The shackles of the mood that had puzzled them for many years seemed to be a little loose at this moment. Even in everyone's hearts, there is another scenery of heaven and earth.

The road ahead may be even more difficult.

However, there is light and direction in my heart.

Everyone seems to have a new understanding.

Even everyone has an illusion.

Now is the real beginning, not the end of the Shenwu Alliance. The seeds of indomitableness have been planted in the hearts of every creature, and sooner or later they will grow and sprout.

On the road ahead, everyone's road may be more stable.

With these younger generations, the road ahead is destined to be a world of competition, and everyone will shine their own light in this world of competition,,,,,,

At this moment, everyone was satisfied and got everything,,,,,

'boom'

With a thunderclap, a thunder pool composed of boundless sea of ​​catastrophes in the sky rumbled, and countless thunderclap turned into thunder dragons, roaring and hissing on the nine heavens.

Deep in the sea of ​​disasters, a door opens, and countless figures shine everywhere between heaven and earth.

Countless silent creatures were awakened, and many powerful people who had been left in the legend opened their eyes.

In Kyoto, Yunting, who gathered the twelve top-notch powerhouses in the world, had a look of solemnity in his eyes.

The battlefield of gods and demons will restart the door today, preparing to welcome new creatures to enter.

A new battle will begin again,

Ling Wuqi sighed and finally smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Ghost Lord, this battle between gods and demons, the Ghost Gate can decide whether to enter the battlefield by itself. And where to go in the future, the Ghost Lord thinks twice."

At this moment, the world's number one murderer had a rare ray of gentleness: "I just hope that in this world, the Ghost Gate is not the first race to be eliminated."

The ghost master's face became extremely ugly, but he finally didn't say anything,,,,,

The first volume "Inheritance" is temporarily completed.
Chapter completed!