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Chapter 44: International Friends

"Haha, please advise me to be more restrained? You are so good at pretending? I can give you 95 points."

"I won't feel guilty even if you mock me, so save it... If I didn't force myself to show off, the River Tu would be in danger."

"The danger of the River Tu is about your bird's business. You won't be his illegitimate child, right?"

In the passage between the two realms, Wang Lu and his master sat on the ground with their backs against each other, with a strong fatigue on their faces. Even after only a few sentences of their daily squirting, it was hard to sustain.

After a long time, Wang Wu looked up at the top, feeling a little confused: "What a pity, I'm just a little short of going home."

"It's almost? You'll be optimistic. The dragon pillar of the reverse realm of the Immortal Realm just now did shatter the space, but the gap allows sound to pass at most. If you want the body to pass, you have to expand the gap by at least 10,000 times... Of course, according to the current situation, it's useless to expand it by 10,000 times. The gap has been blocked."

Wang Wu reluctantly raised a little bit of energy and cursed: "So what's wrong with you just now? You have to speak? If you don't say it, who can know that the dragon pillar in the reverse realm has shaken a gap in the space barrier! Even if the hope is slim, it's better than having no hope!"

Wang Lu smiled and said, "You treat all the fallen immortals as stupid. Even if I don't speak, they will sooner or later make a comprehensive investigation. This dragon pillar in the reverse realm is one of the core elements of the great cleaning. Think about how much preparation did the fairy world make before the dragon pillar arrives? And if you didn't speak just now, the river map will directly face Xiaoyao. Judging from the current situation in Jiuzhou, it is a dead end. If they die, what's the point of even if you and I can go back? If the Zhuxian Sword Formation can be successfully put out, we should be more useful... although we are just struggling to death."

"sucker Punch?"

"The power of the dragon pillar in the opposite world is difficult to compete with even ten sets of Zhuxian Sword Formations. Moreover, the most important logistics base in Jiuzhou has been destroyed again. Not to mention Zhuxian Sword, many production lines now have to stop... Forget it, there are too many bad news, so I'm too lazy to say it."

After that, the passage was silent for a long time.

Wang Wu sighed: "So, we have no chance?"

“…”

Wang Lu did not answer, just remained silent.

Wang Wu said softly: "We have worked hard for so long, and the end is this result. It's really discouraging."

Wang Lu smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about being discouraged. Look, although the channels between the two worlds are narrow and constantly shrinking, they are actually quite spacious for the two of them. We can live happily here and reproduce another nation when we have time..."

"Okay, I don't care if you want."

"Ah?" Wang Lu was shocked, and at the same time felt a rustling sound of clothes rubbing from behind.

"Which position do you like?" After saying that, a warm body was pressed on Wang Lu's back, and his two lotus arms gently hugged Wang Lu's neck.

Wang Lu sat up in shock when he was dying: "Damn you really do it?"

"What else?" Wang Wu said, "It was what you said you wanted to do."

"...According to the normal script, you should fight back. Is this kind of person's words not your style?"

Wang Wu's lips moved slightly: "Do you really think I like that style very much? You and I are the only ones here. I don't want to continue to be your master anymore... I'm so tired."

A complex feeling suddenly surged in Wang Lu's heart.

"But, since you're kidding, then forget it." Wang Wu said as she reorganized her clothes, "Tell me, what do you think now? I'll do whatever you say you want to do."

"...First of all, don't rush to give up hope. Thanks to the anti-world dragon pillar shattering the space barrier a little, I finally got a little subtle connection with the Kyushu continent."

“Subtle connection?”

"Look at this." Wang Lu opened his hand and a slightly shiny piece of talisman paper spread on his palm.

"Spiritual Sword Heaven Talisman!? You actually carry it with you?"

"Well, although it is actually not available, it is a commemoration after all, and it comes in handy now. With it, I can lock in the position of the Jiuzhou Continent. Although it feels very blurred and the space barrier is still deep, I finally don't float in the endless void."

Wang Wu pondered: "If you can lock in the location of Jiuzhou, then the only problem is the space barrier."/p>

"The barriers distributed between the three thousand worlds are one of the supreme laws, and it is difficult to crack them through brute force - otherwise there is no need for the fairy world to go so hard to descend to Jiuzhou. Fortunately, our location is not far from the Jiuzhou Continent, and the barrier layer is not unbreakable, and it has been weakened by the dragon pillar of the anti-world. So in theory, as long as I am ten times stronger than now, I can break through the barriers with my personal strength and return to Jiuzhou."

“…It’s ten times stronger? Is it possible?”

Wang Lu said: "This is the difficulty, theoretically it is possible. The synchronization rate between me and the giant god weapon is only more than 70%. If it can be increased to 100%, it will be five times stronger than it is now."

"What about the remaining twice?"

"Find a way to increase it to more than 12%."

“…It’s such an irresponsible plan.”

"And the most troublesome thing is that it will take about a few hundred years to reach 100% according to the current synchronization rate increase rate."

"But in fact, this two-world channel will last for at most two years. Even if I try my best to maintain its existence with my formless merit, it will not last for more than three years."

"Secondly, it is also a question whether the Jiuzhou continent can persevere until our return. In the Battle of Tiannan, Jiuzhou was really a bit of a headache."

Wang Wu was silent for a while and said, "Don't underestimate the resilience of the Jiuzhou Continent. You are not the only savior in this world."

"Oh? Then please introduce me to my colleagues? I want to open my eyes."

Wang Wu smiled and said, "Your tone is too arrogant. If you don't say it far away, in the days when you are away, Senior Brother Feng Yin is the savior of the Lingjian Sect."

"...Fengyin, tsk, that little guy did grow a lot back then."

"In addition, Senior Brother Liu Xian and Senior Brother Fang He are actually quite good at fighting. Hetu Zhenjun wants to maintain the overall order of Jiuzhou, and at the same time he has to play the role of the head of Shengjing to protect the interests of the sect. The number one person in Jiuzhou has worked very hard for many years..."

"Okay, I know what you want to say, it's not easy for everyone, so I'll trust them for a moment."

Wang Lu smiled helplessly and ended the topic. At this time, there is indeed no need to actively spread despair.

After a while, a familiar warm touch came from my back again, but a slightly unfamiliar tone was heard in my ears.

"But, for me, you will always be the only one of the saviors..."

——

A grand funeral is underway in the square outside the Tongtian Temple in Jiuzhou Continent, Zhongzhou Shengjing, and in the square.

The dragon pillar of the reverse realm in the immortal world destroyed most of the Tiannan, and countless creatures disappeared, among which the number of cultivators reached millions, and nearly ten thousand people above the golden elixir.

Then, there are the True Lord Tianlun, True Lord Kuqin, nearly half of the Red Guards, and most of the Earth Immortal Warriors... The four poles, which the Jiuzhou Continent is proud of, lost nearly half of them after one battle.

This is an unprecedented funeral. Before this, the Jiuzhou Continent had never experienced such a tragic situation. Even if it was a battle between immortals and demons, there would not be so many dead people in one day, and the corpses remained. I am afraid that only the Dharma-Ending Age can be just comparable.

This is a funeral that no one presided over, because even the True Lord of Hetu doesn't know what to say, or even if he knows, he has no way to speak. Faced with such a tragic result, any words seem pale and powerless.

The funeral gathered hundreds of thousands of monks from all over the world. People came here silently and mourned the dead silently. Outside the Tongtian Holy Hall, the atmosphere of sorrow and despair was suffocating.

Inside the Holy Hall, the River Map, the Sun, the Wind Yin, the Emperor Liuzun... and the heads of various sects and elders gathered together to discuss the future in a heavy atmosphere.

"Next, we will continue to fight."

True Lord Hetu opened with such a sentence.

"We have no power to give up not only for those who die, but also for those who live."

The leader below suddenly shouted in despair: "What can you do if you continue to fight?! You have exploited the Jiuzhou Continent for fifteen years, but aren't you defeated it in one battle? If you surrender, maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yin Zhenren shook his wrist. The next moment, the head fell down without a humming sound, his vitality dissipated, and he was already dead.

There was a riot below, and everyone was surprised.

"Now, we don't need the noise of surrender." The words of the True Lord of Hetu stopped the chaos. He actually did not like Feng Yin's ruthless methods. He was rigorous and serious by nature and liked to be orderly and orderly, but he also knew that there was nothing else to do about the situation just now.

I could not think of anything to boost morale, because even Hetu himself was desperate for a while. Thanks to Wang Lu's words, he could still convince himself to keep a glimmer of hope. But Wang Lu's words alone could not convince more people.

The terrified, desperate and even numb eyes of the elders here are the norm.

That being the case, take one step at a time.

"Next, we will use the Jiuzhou Formation to combine the Zhuxian Sword Formation to form a mobile defense... In addition, the Red Sea Workshop will continue to produce test machines to overcome the difficulties of shortage of raw materials. And..."

The voice of the True Lord of Hetu was a little dry. Even he himself knew how futile these actions were now. In the battle of Tiannan, the main force was damaged too much. The deaths of the two True Lords and a large number of earth immortals were fatal to the entire situation.

Unless a miracle can come and a group of top experts will be added to the Jiuzhou Continent in an instant, the situation will be irreversible.

At this moment, suddenly a noise came from outside the temple. The next moment, the gate of the temple was forcibly opened, and a golden light filled the hall.

"Bad guys...well!"

A painful groan interrupted the person's opening remark. The next moment, beside the golden light, a blond, blue-eyed and heroic Western girl took back her elbow that slammed the opponent's side abdomen, and then walked forward steadily.
Chapter completed!
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