2087: C2087 Surprise

C2087 Surprise

The Holy War, this mysterious and distant phrase, would not have any substantial impact on the ordinary citizens of the East and West. It was, after all, a confrontation between two cultivator s from two large clans. Although their fighting strength and might were explosive, but this extraordinary battle would not normally explode in the eyes of ordinary people, and it was even more impossible for it to have any irreversible impact on the progress of human civilization.

However, to the Eastern and Western cultivator, especially the Western cultivator, the meaning of holy war was enormous, and it was unique.

Since ancient times, the Western world had always been sparsely populated. What they could rely on was not the spirit energy or cultivation Cultivation Methods of the East, but rather, they could only rely on the power of faith.

Thus, regardless of whether it was the Temple Of Light or the Sun Temple, their leaders, other than having power that exceeded nature, were no different from mortals.

They would be old, they would die, they would metabolize from generation to generation, and change from generation to generation. This was an unchangeable situation.

In comparison, Dark Temple and Asura Hall were completely different.

The Blood Clan of the Dark Temple possessed a thousand-year, undying body, but they were of a cursed race, and they did not have the right to live under the sunlight.

As for Asura Hall, that was the only oddity that existed within the Four Great Temples. Ye Asura had existed since the time of the existence of the Asura Hall, and although the Pope had changed one after another, he was still alive.

Eternal life. This was the ultimate purpose of these Western cultivator s when they launched their holy war.

After all, seeing such a monster like Ye Asura, the previous Pope would always be envious and jealous. And it was also because of this little weakness in human nature that Ye Asura had instigated the holy war between East and West.

In the past, Ye Asura had continuously preached among the Four Great Temples in the west, preaching of the Cultivation Methods and mysticism in the east. Under Ye Asura's instigation, almost all of the four great Temples in the west formed a consensus, that only by seizing the Eastern mysterious Cultivation Methods would they be able to make themselves immortal.

In truth, how could they know that in this world, there had never been such a thing as eternal and eternal life?

All the Sky Origin Stage experts from the east wanted to increase their lifespan, so which one of them didn't come from a fire and wind Lightning Tribulation, and how could it be so easy to live forever?

Ye Qian who was currently in closed-door training in his Sky City himself probably did not expect that a fake news of him leaving would actually shake all the major forces in the east and west into action.

If not for this experience, Ye Qian himself wouldn't have known how important he was to this Mortal Realm.

Three days.

Three days later, on the eastern shore, the dark races that were moving with the waves finally slowly dispersed. At the end of the sea, not a single giant bat could be seen flying.

The shore of the East Sea, on the other hand, had become a huge battleground.

The beach was filled with the corpses of human-shaped bats. Some of the corpses had already turned into dried bats while some of them were still bleeding.

After three days of fierce battle, Liu Mingchuan was completely exhausted.

Although Liu Mingchuan was not threatened by the battle, but the constant fighting and killing, even if he had to chop so many pigs, he would have to use up all of his strength.

With one hand holding onto the Rainbow Cloud Sword, he gasped for breath as he looked towards the distant sky.

"It's over, it's finally over. "This code isn't something a human should do …"

As he talked, Liu Mingchuan glanced at the piles of corpses around him, and shouted: "One after another, you guys are coming to your deaths, what's the point of that?"

At this moment, the eastern shore of the sea had long since been cleaned up by a group of reserve Blue Sword s.

They had spent a great deal of effort to move the corpse of the bat demon over and piled it up. Even this simple and crude task had consumed a considerable amount of physical strength.

"Lord Liu …"

Just as Liu Mingchuan was looking at the corpses, his mouth feeling a little bitter, a expert at Sky Origin Stage from the Saint Fist Sect Sect walked towards Liu Mingchuan.

"Lord Liu, the captain is already at Blue Sword, he ordered you to immediately go and reunite with him after settling the matters here!"

Hearing the order, Liu Mingchuan couldn't help but curse.

"This damnable Old Qin, he knows how to enjoy life and has tortured me to death. "He doesn't even give me the time to drink my saliva. He is truly too inhumane."2

While talking, Liu Mingchuan pulled out his Rainbow Cloud Sword s from the depths of the beach.

Immediately after, Liu Mingchuan pointed his sword, and bellowed at the servants: "Enough, enough, all of you move aside, get out of the way. It's getting cold waiting for all of you to take your time handling the yellow flowers at the scene. "

Following Liu Mingchuan's unhappy berating, the reserves of Blue Sword all dispersed.

Liu Mingchuan then formed a hand sign, and everyone saw the Rainbow Cloud Sword in his hand flash a red light, and in an instant, line after line of fire dragons pounced over.

Wherever the fire dragons went, the endless corpses were instantly incinerated, turning into piles of ashes, and then scattered into the air.

Towards Liu Mingchuan's methods, everyone present was stunned, and wave after wave of fear could be felt.

From time to time, someone would call out, "Lord Liu is powerful."

The current Liu Mingchuan had long since lost the youngster's swaggering attitude. His eyes were only lowered, and then, he withdrew his Rainbow Cloud Sword, and said. "Everyone gather, and head to the Jiangnan Camp office."

In an instant, no matter if it was the nine levels of vitality under the Saint Fist Sect or the Blue Sword, all of these reserve officers started to assemble.

It wasn't until Liu Mingchuan and the rest left the coastline that a few figures could be seen flying over from the edge of the coastline, facing the blazing sun from the east.

Once the few figures landed, one of them started to breathe deeply in the clear air of Dongfang Jingli.

"Ah, sunshine. This is the taste of sunlight. This is great, really great. Finally, I can walk under the sunlight. This feeling is really amazing."

"Alright, Your Highness Douglas, this is not the time for you to be praising me. Your servants in Blood Clan have spent countless lives in exchange for our landing this time. I think we have much more to do now, and more important things to do. "

Standing at the side and watching Douglas's comical performance, Orcs Ya Ge rolled his eyes, and said.

Douglas was also startled, and revealed a light smile.

As for the Dark Archmage who was wearing a black cloak, he was looking at the already burnt white eastern coastline. He first made a strange prayer gesture before sighing, "Your Majesty is indeed a great talent. These people from the East would never have thought that we would enter the East from the shores of the East Sea after the tragic war. That is surprising."

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