Reborn Conceited Soldier

"Kill …"    

Monster race were originally a group of people that were addicted to fighting. With their natural fierceness being aroused, they were simply a group of combat machines. Broken limbs flew everywhere, blood splattered everywhere. This group of bald buddhas was no slouch either. Normally, they would act in a benevolent manner and respond to the proverb that deities usually do not choose to die but rather persuade others to die.    

He had a slogan of transcendence in his mouth, and a butcher's knife for slaughter in his hand. As for the people from the Underworld, there was no need to talk about that. They were a group of cool existences and did not have the slightest feeling towards life. Perhaps only their souls were what they truly liked, at least not living people.    

Not to mention that their Zixiao Palace had already been surrounded by the three great forces in the first place, most of the more important thing was that many people with Zixiao Palace were dissatisfied, as they did not even have the heart to fight anymore. If not for the fact that they had control over their soul blood, and were unable to handle their own situation, they would have already escaped or chose to surrender.    

Seeing that there were only a few thousand people left on Zixiao Palace and they were surrounded by several hundred thousand people from the three great forces, there was nowhere to run anymore. They stood in the middle of the group in fear, and their eyes were filled with confusion and fear as they looked at the black mass of people from the three powers.    

The five Palace Elders had now become five corpses. It could be said that they were a group of dragons without a leader.    

King Dizang, Di Jun, and Fengdu Great Monarch each occupied a corner, coldly looking at the remaining forces of Zixiao Palace.    

"Amitabha, my fellow daoists from the Zixiao Palace, we follow the devil. We burn all living beings and travel against the heavens and are spurned by the heavens and earth. That's why we met with such a calamity. As long as you surrender, this old monk will guarantee your safety. "    

Hearing King Dizang's words, Di Jun and Fengdu Great Monarch couldn't help but shoot a look of disdain at this guy. Indeed, the bald buddhas of the Buddhist Sect were all ancestors who fought over eyes and lied. However, they were already used to these bald donkeys.    

Wu Tie said in a deep voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, I know that your soul blood is controlled by Moon Boy, which is why I had no choice but to serve Zixiao Palace. We will not make things difficult for you guys, but Zixiao Palace has the intention of destroying the world, sacrificing everyone to seek personal gains, a journey that can only anger the heavens and resent the people, is something that the masses cannot tolerate. I do not wish for you to turn the tables on me. I only hope that you can understand right and wrong, and not make unnecessary sacrifices that have no meaning at all. "    

"That's right!" Fengdu Great Monarch took over and continued: "You are all elites from various clans, and none of you are fools. And today's upheaval has reached an irreversible stage. This is the place where our ancestors, we, and future generations will live. No one wants to disappear just like this, so I hope you all understand what you are doing. "    

Hearing this, the rest of the Zixiao Palace began to hesitate. Indeed, even though Di Jun and the other two weren't very clear on what they were talking about, they had already guessed in their hearts. But so what? As long as Moon Boy willed it, they would immediately lose their soul and die. This was not a choice for them, but a choice of life or death.    

Many of the predecessors had already told the future generations how to disregard life and death in front of righteousness. However, since ancient times, it was still extremely rare to see such an attitude from the very beginning. Why? This was because everyone wanted to live. No one was willing to accept death, even if it meant living on.    

But now, even their hopes of surviving had been shattered. If they chose to surrender, as traitors, Moon Boy would not give them a chance to continue living. All he needed to do was think about it and then destroy their soul blood.    

If they chose to continue fighting, the experts from the three great forces would be able to destroy them.    

Some people always say, the boat to the bridge naturally straight, there is no choice, only you in the dead end do not want to come out. Actually, what he said was right, but it was also wrong. The reason why it was wrong was because it lacked a prerequisite. That was, it was still alive. And now, the only people left in the Zixiao Palace were those who chose to live or die, no … It should be said that they only had death as their choice, at least in their hearts.    

An aura of grief enveloped the hearts of everyone present. They did not have the grief of the Jedi, they did not have the decadence of defeat, they only had a kind of grief that resented the heavens and hated the earth. Honestly speaking, if a person could not even take care of himself, then not many would consider the heaven and earth, the present and the future, and that completely unknown descendant.    

"Haha …" He shook his head as if he was laughing at himself, and stood there like a wooden stake. He no longer knew how to choose, and he no longer wanted to choose either.    

This person's movements were like a broken dam. Suddenly, a hole was opened in the water, and the water gushed out, enlarging the hole infinitely. The remaining people of Zixiao Palace began to throw away the treasures in their hands.    

He did not choose to surrender, nor did he choose to continue the battle.    

When Di Jun, King Dizang, and Fengdu Great Monarch saw this, they could not help but heave a sigh of relief. How could they not understand the current situation these people were in? It was just that they each had their own requests. Right now, this was probably the only thing these people could do! Surrender and not surrendering meant death. No matter who it was, no one had a choice. What they actually wanted to see was — these people were not the obstacles in their battle against Hong Jun.    

Di Jun took a deep breath and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his head to look at the sky and saw a huge green palm suddenly appearing in the sky, covering all the remaining people from the Zixiao Palace.    

The terrifying might of that green palm seemed as though it was facing the might of the heavens themselves. In merely an instant, that green palm seemed to have caught all the remaining people from the Zixiao Palace in its hands and directly pierced through the skies.    

"Who is it?" King Dizang frowned and shouted. He raised his hand and was about to intercept the green hand.    

"King Dizang, don't attack. Let him go." Fengdu Great Monarch hurriedly stopped him. King Dizang didn't understand, but Fengdu Great Monarch and Di Jun clearly knew who this aura represented.    

"Eh?" King Dizang was stunned when he heard that.