This battle was the most brutal since the debut of the Dragon Blood Legion, and the myth of zero casualties was broken.
There are now twelve thousand five hundred and thirty-seven men left in the Dragoon, which casts a shadow over the entire Dragoon.
After returning to the Forest of Life, all living beings in the Forest of Life worshiped Long Chen and others, and even Lord Linghuang saluted Long Chen himself.
Long Chen hurriedly supported Lord Linghuang: "Linghuang-sama, this is not possible. If it weren't for the generosity of the original Forest of Life, I, Long Chen, had already died in the East Wilderness and fought for the Forest of Life. We have no regrets."
"no regrets "
The dragon blood warriors also said in unison, no matter whether this matter has anything to do with Long Chen, as a man, a warrior, or a bloody person, they will not watch the destruction of the forest of life.
What's more, the human race once betrayed the kind-hearted them. They did this as an atonement. Even if they all died here, they had no regrets. Therefore, these four words are their voices.
Lord Linghuang is full of emotion:" I know, Longchen, you don't like too much politeness, your great kindness and virtue, the forest of my life will never be forgotten."
After saying this, Lord Linghuang, with his jade hand on his chest, made a gesture that looked like a flower, and his face was filled with sacred light, and he solemnly said:
"In the name of the sacred tree of life, I have formed an alliance with Long Chen. As long as Long Chen has a life, my forest of life will definitely help me with all my strength. Even if I burn the flames with my body and condense the rope with my life, I will burn my body and never regret it. "
"Burning flames with one's body, condensing ropes with one's life, burning my body, and never regretting a hundred deaths. "
With the voice of Lord Spirit Emperor, the entire forest of life echoed her voice. All the spirit warriors also put their hands on their chests and sang in their mouths, as if they were taking an oath.
"Lord Linghuang. . . . . " Long Chen's heart is full of emotion. All the creatures in the forest of life are so kind. This is an ultimate trust. Even his life was given to Long Chen.
The actions of Lord Spirit Emperor filled all the Dragoon warriors with emotion, and even the sadness in their hearts was diluted a bit.
Now that the war is just over, everyone needs to recuperate for a few days, the physical wounds, the Tree of Life God helps them heal, but the spiritual scars, any panacea is useless, it can only be healed by time.
All the Dragoons, resting under the tree of life, descended the sun and sprinkled it on them, and soon all fell into a deep sleep.
"Longchen, please sleep. Moisturized by the sacred tree, your spirit will be much more comfortable. " Lord Linghuang said to Longchen, looking at Longchen, a touch of heartache appeared in Lord Linghuang's beautiful eyes.
All fell into a deep sleep, but Long Chen did not accept this healing. Lord Linghuang was the leader of the Forest of Life and the psychic of the Tree of Life. She could see that Long Chen was carrying too many things.
Long Chen shook his head and said: "It hurts a little, but it's better to keep it. At least it will make me miss my brothers even more.
If the pain goes away, I may slowly forget them. Even if I don't forget, their shadow will fade. I will always remember them, their voices, smiles, and every day with them."
"Longchen, you are too tired. If you continue like this, you will be like the wind and cannot stop your steps at all." Lord Linghuang sighed, she was somewhat unable to understand the complex human thoughts.
"Yes, this metaphor is very good. The wind cannot stop. Once it stops, it dissipates. Dissipation means death.
Throughout the world of practice, everyone is practicing desperately, running desperately, because none of them can stop, and they dare not stop." Long Chen nodded, and he approved of Lord Linghuang's words.
"Longchen, stay in the spiritual world. Now the vitality of the Dark Forest is severely damaged. We will have a long period of peace in the spiritual world. " Lord Spirit Emperor.
Long Chen smiled bitterly: Once " enters the whirlpool of the world of practice, he will never think about being alone again. This world is like a big dyeing tank, and no one can produce sludge without dyeing it.
However, you don't understand the thoughts of our human race. Although we are like the wind, unable to help ourselves and unable to stop, we have our persistence.
For example, the wind blows through the alleys, smelling the fragrance of freshly baked buns, listening to the laughter of children chasing and playing, and seeing all the strange things in the world.
The wind blows across the mountains and the sea, sees the magnificence of the heaven and earth, blows across the rivers and fields, sees the changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, looks at the world, and tastes all kinds of life.
In the course of our journey, I gained my best friend and my true love, and we worked hand in hand all the way, and we never left each other, whether in good times or in adversity.
We are like the wind, not knowing where to come from, not knowing where to go, but we know, in the course of our walk, to cherish every landscape, every partner, every emotion.
The heavens and the earth are unkind, and the practitioners seem to have a strong scenery, but if you think about it carefully, it is just a cruel selection competition for God to win and eliminate.
"God has set the rules of the game according to his own wishes. When he is bored, he changes the rules at will and lets whoever he lets die die. He is elected as both a player and a referee.""
When Long Chen said this, his face gradually turned cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Even Lord Linghuang felt that Long Chen was a little scary at this time.
Long Chen looked up at the void. Long Chen was defeated this time. He was not defeated by Peng Wansheng, Sha Guangyan or Immortal Mingliu. He was defeated by this thief God.
After all the dragon dust organs were calculated and all the trump cards were played, they were ultimately defeated by it. When I thought of the 537 brothers of the Dragon Blood Legion, they died on the battlefield without any bones left. Long Chen's heart hurt like a knife.
The previous battle, because there was a spirit tree contract guardian, as long as everyone was not killed instantly, no matter how seriously injured, they would be treated immediately.
Only those warriors who were killed instantly with one blow could not be rescued. This was an extremely tragic battle. Without the blessing of the Spirit Tree, I am afraid that at least half of the Dragon Blood Legion would be killed this time.
The undefeated myth of the Dragon Blood Legion was broken, and at the same time it sounded a wake-up call to Dragon Dust to wake him up to the fact that his enemies are not human beings, but heavens.
Since the day Long Chen embarked on the path of practice, he has made thorns step by step, hurdles step by step, and pits step by step. Nothing has ever happened. Shun Shun has done it smoothly. Long Chen has almost never gotten any opportunities through luck. Instead, he has been affected by bad luck. Involved, narrowly escaped death.
This time, Long Chen had nothing to complain about. Whether it was the layout or everyone's performance, it almost reached perfection, but in the end it ended like this.
If Leng Yueyan hadn't appeared at the critical moment and turned the world around, I'm afraid the Dragon Blood Army would have been wiped out today.
Long Chen thought quietly, is it because he is too arrogant and makes too many enemies?
No, because Long Chen forbade, his enemies had already climbed over his head and crushed him to death.
Is it because I am too reckless, don't know how to adapt, and don't know how to be smooth?
No, if Long Chen does this, it violates the true meaning of the Nine-Star Body Domination Technique, and also violates Long Chen's own principles of life, then Long Chen is not Long Chen.
In this battle in the spirit world, Long Chen can pretend not to know, so that he does not need to be involved in danger in the spirit world, and can leave himself a time to recuperate and work hard to improve his strength.
But if Long Chen doesn't come to the spiritual world and the forest of life is destroyed, this will be a stain that Long Chen can't erase in his life. What's the point of practicing?
Practicing is to become strong, to become strong is to live with dignity, to be able to protect the love and faith in the heart.
If the dragon dust doesn't come to the spirit world, it is ungrateful and abandons the faith in the heart, what else is it to practice?
Thinking about it, Long Chen's path was not missed at all. What was wrong was this world and this God. It was deliberately making things difficult for Long Chen.
Lord Linghuang chatted with Long Chen a few times and wanted to untie Long Chen's knot, but found that Long Chen was a little absent-minded and did not disturb him again.
Long Chen came to Ukong Island alone, sat on a huge leaf, and watched the waterfall flowing across from him, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
War is not child's play, sacrifice is definitely unavoidable, and it is a matter of time before you step into the world of practice and die. People should have the feeling of treating death as if they were returning home, otherwise they should not practice.
This is what Long Chen often says to the Dragoons to allow them to overcome their fear of death, and the Dragoons always believe what Long Chen says.
But "persuading people, Long Chen is walking, but when things fall on him, his theory cannot persuade him".
Whenever I recall, with those brothers, Hu eats the sea and drinks, drinks big bowls of wine, eats meat, speaks dirty words loudly, and the familiar faces are invisible again, Long Chen feels a heartbreaking pain.
Long Chen looked at the waterfall in a daze, his head was blank, he didn't know at a loss, and time was passing quietly.
"dragon dust"
A jade hand gently brushed Long Chen's cheek, and Chu Yao appeared in front of Long Chen.
Not only Chu Yao, but also Meng Qi and Tang Wan'er came. The three girls couldn't help but feel severe pain when they looked at Long Chen's haggard expression. Long Chen, a hero who stands tall from the sky and the earth, also has his fatal weakness. He values emotions too much, but it is precisely because of this that he has a strong personality charm and can make people follow him wholeheartedly.
"Mengqi, are your eyes better?" Long Chen looked at Meng Qi and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Meng Qi's eyes were radiant and should be the sacred tree of life, which helped her heal.
"Longchen, if you want to cry, just cry out, then you will feel more comfortable. " Mengqi took Long Chen's hand and looked at Long Chen's face with a choked voice. Looking at the sadness deep in Long Chen's eyes, she cried first.
Long Chen smiled slightly and said: "I am fine, I thought about them on purpose so that they can live in my heart forever.
I know they don't want me to be that way either, I just miss them in that way.
"When everyone recovers, I will recover completely. We still have a long way to go. Those who have hurt us, I will take back these accounts one by one.""
Seeing Long Chen say this, the three of them were a little more at ease, but their eyes were still a little red. Long Chen was too miserable. As the leader of the Dragon Blood Legion, he was not even qualified to talk and vent. He could only do anything. Carry it yourself.
"By the way, Mengqi, have you collected all the powerful souls I asked you to collect? " Long Chen asked Meng Qi, at this time Long Chen had a touch of hope in his eyes, because this was very important.