Chapter 2087

Jihad, a mysterious and distant word, has no substantial impact on ordinary people in the East and the West. After all, it is the confrontation between two big groups of practitioners. Although its combat effectiveness and power are explosive, this unconventional battle will not break out in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is impossible to have any irreversible impact on the process of human civilization.

However, for the eastern and Western practitioners, especially for the Western practitioners, the meaning of jihad is huge and unique.

Since ancient times, the West has been sparsely populated. What they can rely on is not the aura of the East and the cultivation of martial arts. What they have been relying on is the power of faith.

So whether it is the temple of light or the temple of the sun, their leaders are no different from ordinary people except that they have the power beyond nature.

They will be old, they will die, and they will be metabolized from generation to generation. This is the status quo that cannot be changed.

In contrast, the dark temple and the Shura hall are different.

The blood clan of the dark temple has a thousand years of immortality, but they are cursed race, they have no right to live in the sun.

As for the hall of Shura, this is the only wonderful flower among the four temples. The master of the hall has existed since the existence of the hall. The Pope has replaced one after another, but he is still alive. He seems not to be old or die.

Longevity and immortality is the ultimate goal of these Western practitioners to launch jihad.

After all, looking at ye Xiuluo such abnormal, the Pope of all ages will be greedy, will be jealous. Moreover, ye Xiuluo also took advantage of this human weakness to stir up the Jihad between the East and the West.

At that time, ye Xiuluo constantly advocated the Oriental skills and magic among the four Western temples. Under the instillation of Ye Shura, almost all the four Western temples have reached a consensus that only by seizing the mysterious skills of the East can they live forever.

In fact, how can they know that there has ever been such a thing as immortality in this world?

If those strong men in the eastern world want to increase their longevity, which one is not from the storm, fire and thunder? Immortality itself is against the sky. How can it be so simple?

Now ye Qian, who is closing down in the city of the sky, may not have expected that a false news of his departure has shocked all the major forces in the East and the West.

If it was not for such a experience, ye Qian himself did not know that he was so important to the human world. It would be a helpless and funny thing to come here.

Three days.

Three days later, on the shore of the East China Sea, those dark races that were surging along with the waves finally dissipated. At the end of the sea level, there is no longer any giant bat flying.

But this East China Sea shore has now become a huge Shura.

The beach is full of corpses of humanoid bats, some of which have turned into bat trunks, while others are still flowing with blood.

After three days of fierce fighting, Liu Mingchuan was exhausted.

Although Liu Mingchuan was not threatened by this battle in essence, he lost all his strength even though he kept fighting and killing so many pigs.

Holding the colorful auspicious cloud sword in one hand, he gasped and looked at the distant sky.

As he muttered, Liu Mingchuan glanced at the bodies piled up like the sea all over his body, and exclaimed, "one after another has come to die. Why?"

At the moment, there are groups of blue sword reservists cleaning up the scene.

They are laborious to move that bat demon corpse to move, then pile up, this simple and rough work is also quite exhausting physical strength.

"Lord Liu..."

Just as Liu Mingchuan was looking at the corpses, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bitter, a Tianyuan master under the holy fist sect came to Liu Mingchuan.

"Lord Liu, the captain is already in the camp of the south of the blue sword. He orders you to go and make peace with him immediately after you finish handling the affairs here."

Hearing this message, Liu Ming's mother scolding heart has been.

"This damned old Qin, he will enjoy his own happiness and make me suffer a lot. It's really inhumane of NIMA not even to drink water. "

As he spoke, Liu Mingchuan pulled out his colorful Xiangyun sword from the depth of the beach.

Then, Liu Ming passed on the sword and yelled at the reserve soldiers of the blue Swords: "come on, come on, you all get out of the way. When you treat the scene slowly and leisurely, the cauliflower will be cold. "

With Liu Ming Chuan's angry exclamation, all the blue sword reserves were scattered.

Liu Mingchuan immediately pinched a formula, and the people saw that the colorful Xiangyun sword in his hand flashed with red light, and in an instant, fire dragons came to his face.

Where the Dragon went, the endless corpses were instantly burned, turned into piles of soot, and then scattered in the air.For Liu Mingchuan's means, everyone was stunned and frightened.

From time to time, there will be some people shouting: "Lord Liu is powerful."

Now, Liu Mingchuan has lost his attitude of showing off. His eyes are just drooping, then he puts away the colorful Xiangyun sword and says, "everyone gather, go to the blue sword office in Jiangnan camp."

In an instant, no matter the nine Tianyuan under the holy boxing sect, or the blue sword, these reserves began to gather, and no one was slack.

It was not until Liu Mingchuan and others left the coastline for a long time. On the edge of the coastline, facing the eastern sun, there were a few body shapes flying over.

As soon as these figures fell to the ground, one of them was breathing the beautiful oriental air.

"Ah, sunshine, this is the taste of sunshine. It's so good, it's so wonderful. Finally, I can walk normally in the sunshine. It's really wonderful."

"Well, your highness Douglas, this is not the time for you to exclaim. The servants of your blood clan paid for our landing at the cost of endless lives. I think we have more and more important things to do now. "

Standing on one side, watching Douglas's funny performance, the orc leader Yago gave a white look, which was the talent.

And Douglas was stunned for a moment, with a slight smile on his face.

As for the dark mage in his black cloak, he was looking at the beach along the eastern coastline, which had been burned to white. He first made a strange gesture of prayer, and then he sighed: "Your Majesty is really talented. These easterners really don't think that we will enter the east from the coast of the East China Sea where the tragic war has just happened. This is called surprise."

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