It's time to fight.

Chen Pan was stunned when he heard this news. Although wars often occur in the barbarian mortal countries, they are different now. After breaking and then building, the rebuilt Northern Wilderness Barbarian was already vast and sparsely populated. Most countries cannot even manage their own borders well. How could they still have the mood to attack other countries?

Especially after Tianzhu Peak made a new decision, the mortal world and the cultivation world were almost integrated, and the war between the mortal world should be difficult to break out. Without the above practitioners, these monarchs would only be honest as their royal family. Even if they were puppets, they would always anger these gods who could overwhelm the mountains and rivers.

"Why are you going to fight? Isn't it okay?" Mrs. Chen was very anxious.

She was particularly disgusted with war. She was kidnapped from the battlefield by someone, and she had been away for hundreds of years. Being able to come back was simply a blessing from the barbarian god. Now that she is going to fight again, the eldest son doesn't have to go, but the younger son has to go to the battlefield again. She is afraid that the old things will happen again and break the peaceful life she finally got.

"This is what the above means, there is no way." Chen Feihu shook his head and said. He is no longer the reckless warrior of the past. The disappearance of his eldest son has caused him personal pain. Now the country is in a mess, and even the Minister of War, he does not want the war to happen.

"Is it the king? My son is the master, why should he command?" Mrs. Chen was very angry.

Even though the Chen family has different status now, Chen Feihu is still respectful to the royal family. But Mrs. Chen is different. Generally speaking, it is fine and she will never contradict her. But this is different about the things that make her son take risks.

At this moment, she was like a ferocious beast protecting her calf.

Chen Jun shook his head: "Mom, it's not them. They don't have this intention. They don't want to fight more than we do. It means the holy land."

The holy land is naturally Tianzhu Peak, which has a supreme position in the hearts of the barbarians.

"Holy Land? Could it be that it attacks other areas?" Chen Pan asked.

Is Zhao Yi crazy? The Northern Wilderness Manyuan is now weak and has experienced the catastrophe of that year. His vitality is severely damaged and has not recovered at all. I am afraid that it will be a problem whether he can defeat Dongji Xuanzhou. Why will he attack other regions?

Chen Jun shook his head: "This is not the case. What is it? I don't have enough identity. I don't know very well. I just heard from people that it seems that Zhong Shenzhou is already in chaos. There are several major forces that may attack Beihuang Manyuan."

"The Holy Land wants to unify all countries, but I don't know which country is the main one, so I just let the lower place fight itself. The winner is the king."

This is what a bad idea, Chen Pan frowned.

Although the Northern Wilderness Manyuan is still full of nations, it is no longer the royal family who can start the war, but these masters with great powers.

After the mortal world and the evil cultivation world merged, each country was dominated by several masters. This was true for the Jinwu Kingdom. The younger brother Chen Jun was only one of them, and there were several masters together, but he did not just hold an official position in the Jinwu Kingdom like Chen Jun.

It turns out that there are intrigues where there are people. The so-called "not sure which country is the main one is," actually because these masters are unwilling to be directed by other people who are the same identity as themselves, so that's how it is.

But he was already very damaged and he still used this method. Wouldn't Zhao Yi be afraid that the entire barbarian race would never be reborn? Especially according to Chen Jun, Zhong Shenzhou was in chaos, and other forces were eyeing him. If you were not careful, it might be a disaster for the extermination of the clan.

Chen Pan hates civil war because it is the fastest and most speechless way to consume his own strength.

"The decision of the holy land? Could it be that it was a great battle between your master?" Mrs. Chen became even more frightened.

While she was taking refuge in Tianzhu Peak, she had also seen battles in the world of cultivation. With the turn of hands, the sky collapsed and the earth broke. People who were more than a little better than her son were killed and a large number of people died. That was not something that ordinary people could face.

Although her youngest son is extraordinary, once she enters such a war, life and death are just a matter of a moment, so how can she not be anxious?

"Mom, don't worry! The holy land has seniors with advanced cultivation, and wars have many restrictions, which will not happen to the extent you think. If we are like us, you may not have to take action, just watch it." Chen Jun hurriedly comforted him, knowing what his mother was worried about.

Chen Pan didn't say anything, just thinking about what Tianzhu Peak meant. Things are definitely not as simple as Chen Jun said. As long as it is war, there will be no one who will die.

Just look at the farce that year. It is obviously just a competition between major forces in various parties, or in order to make their disciples stronger, even if they agreed that no action was allowed above the Quasi-Saint, the number of casualties in the end was still terrifying. Even the Prince Qilin was almost killed by Meng Xuan.

Although it seemed to end peacefully, no one else except the disciples of major forces from all sides received any benefit. Moreover, those who died in the war were like passing clouds and no one was thinking of them.

"In my opinion, it should be similar to that in the past. Tianzhu Peak may have felt a great crisis and wanted to spawn stronger monks in the form of war. In the real war in the world of cultivation, quantitative change can never determine qualitative change. It is the survival battlefield for the strong. For example, monks like your younger brother do not even have the qualification to be cannon fodder."

Someone in the stone axe space spoke, it was a three-foot sword. He came out of seclusion. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have figured out something, but he was not too excited and might have encountered many problems.

Chen Pan had no intention of discussing with him about the Taoist pattern transformation technique, but was reminded by him, but he also felt that this might be the case.

A life-and-death battle is the best way to make monks break through, and war is also the best way to spawn strong people.

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone, and one emperor succeeds and the country is bloody.

Using billions of creatures to build up strong people who are more suitable for survival may be cruel, but it is also one of the means to prevent the race from dying. After all, as long as there are people in the race who can survive, this race still has hope.

Such wars often serve the so-called seed players, and my younger brother is obviously not one of them. My younger brother still feels a little stupid, and it seems that he has not expected the crisis he will face.

Thinking about it now, Yu Bo killed many such ignorant monks in the battle with Zhao Lei back then.

"But you don't have to worry. With that amulet is there, unless a Hunyuan powerhouse takes action, your younger brother will not be in danger of life. Your brother has blocked the wind and rain for this eagle, so why are you worried about?" Sanchi Jian teased. He finally disapproved of Chen Pan's approach and felt that he was overprotected.

"No need to run me, as long as my brother is fine, no matter what happens."

Chen Pan shook his head and said, then his eyes showed murderous intent.
Chapter completed!