"As far as I know, this time, all the worshipers in the Spirit Hall refused to participate in the war."

"What?" Fland couldn't help but stand up, his face full of disbelief.

There are seven worshipers in the worship hall, and each one is even stronger than the Bone Douluo, or even the Sword Douluo.

This is almost equivalent to more than half of the advanced combat power of the Martial Soul Hall. Tell me, will they not participate in the war?

"Although it's incredible, it's the case." The master said in a deep voice.

"Can it be a conspiracy from the Spirit Hall?" This was Fland's first reaction.

"No, I don't think so. I know Bibi Dong. She is not a person who can do such tricks, and..." The master hesitated for a moment.

"This is not completely incomprehensible. After all, the worship hall is the only one in the Martial Spirit Hall, and it is not under the jurisdiction of Bibidong. It is only by that one..."

"Thousands of flowing!" Fland said subconsciously.

"But why did he... wait! Qian Renxue! Ye Yao!" Flander seemed to realize something.

"I think it's probably what that girl means." A little gentleness and relief appeared in the master's eyes.

"Ye Yao, kid..." Flander smashed his mouth.

"I've really found a treasure now!"

A girl is almost willing to fight against her parents for the sake of a man.

With Qian Renxue's identity, once the Martial Soul Empire unifies the continent, she can almost be said to be the next queen who is for sure.

But even so, she made such a choice...

"That child is probably not easy now..." the master sighed.

As for what to say, let Qian Renxue fight back and come to them...

The girl has already been under such great pressure and has achieved this level of public opinion within her.

If anyone dares to ask for anything more, believe it or not, the Golden Holy Dragon will directly squirt the dragon's face with a breath.

I've never seen such a shameless person!

"It's a pity that even if the worship hall does not participate in the war, it can only be maintained to this level." The master sighed.

Although low-end combat power can be compensated and the combat power of the titled Douluo level can barely remain the same, high-end combat power such as Soul Saint and Soul Douluo are overwhelmingly disadvantageous.

Once such a soul master reaches the level of the Soul Emperor, once he goes to the battlefield, he will be a real killing machine.

If there is no soul master of the same level to stop it, then it is really like a tiger entering the flock.

Both Master and Flander knew this very well.

What rain of arrows, sharp blades, spears, etc.

It still has a considerable deterrence to low-level soul masters, but unfortunately, it is completely useless to high-level soul masters.

It's like Zao Wuji.

Don't say that he is at Conra level now.

Even though he was at the level of the Soul Emperor many years ago, even after possessing the martial soul, even if he just stood there simply, if an ordinary soldier did not hold the sharp blade produced by the magic craftsman, he would not have thought of breaking his defense.

what does that mean?

This means that once such a soul master goes to the battlefield, he can start killing unscrupulously and then escape without any physical strength.

Then, the question is here.

How many people can such a soul master kill before he runs out of his energy?

The master already had a rough number in his mind.

So, the battle is not optimistic at all...

"Ye Yao and the others went out to sea may not be a good thing," Flander stood beside the master and said.

"If Sea God Island is really like you said, then they may not be able to come back within these three or five years, and in three or five years... the overall situation is probably decided."

If they win, then everything is easy to say. Ye Yao and the others can go back to their own houses and find their own mothers.

But, once they lose...

"At least, they still have a place to live." The master said quietly.

The two of them were speechless, just thinking silently.

"By the way, Xiaogang, I still have a question I haven't asked you." Flander asked suddenly.

"What's the problem?" said the master calmly.

"If...I say, if...we really win this battle, you should know what decisions will be made for the defeated Wuhun Empire, especially their leader, Bibidong... to the three sects, and the two empires."

"So, can you be cruel?"

The Empress of the Martial Soul Empire, the Pope of the Martial Soul Palace in the former.

The culprit of this war.

At the same time, it is also the defeated side.

Perhaps, it would be better to describe her by another title.

War criminal!

And when faced with her like this, there will only be one fate!

die!

The two empires, sects, and nobles... no one wants her to live.

And the master can really be cruel and watch the woman he once loved die?

The master gave his answer to this question.

"Maybe I did love her before," said the master.

"But now, the one standing beside me is Erlong, not her."

"And the remaining affection between me and her... When she sent someone to attack the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect and launched this war that swept the continent, there was nothing left."

Flander turned his head and saw that at this moment, the master's face was as cold and hard as iron blood.

"Now, we only have one relationship..."

That's...

"enemy!"

When facing the enemy, our response to each other is only the sword in our hands!

"I hope so..." Flander looked at the master calmly for a while before turning his head without hesitation.

Everyone can say beautiful words, but this is really happening...
Chapter completed!