A Swarm of Heavy Artillery Bombarded the Cultivators

Chapter 1610 Heaven and Earth Sun God Ring

The solar system is now several levels dimmer.

The light spreading from the star should have illuminated the entire solar system, but at this time, after various folds and reflections, the sunlight flew to the mother star of the Xianmen and spread to a young man in blue. The endless light of the solar system gathered on him, making him more dazzling than the sun near the blue star.

"You mean the cosmic constant?"

"Yes, the cosmic constant in this area is indeed difficult to change..."

The ancient god ancestor muttered to himself.

Hundreds of the thousands of arms behind him were broken, withered, and turned into ashes, but with the trillions of Xianmen citizens who fell into the devil, hundreds of billions of citizens burned with black magic fire, turned into ashes in wailing, and the infinite spiritual energy of heaven and earth was absorbed and fell into the wounds.

As the flesh and blood squirmed and grew, brand new arms were restored to their original state.

All around, the violent and crazy killing intent flashed by.

A universe fell into extreme coldness, and returned to normal in an instant, as if it was an illusion.

The young man in green had a calm expression, and a sun god ring was slowly taking shape behind him.

This sun god ring was composed of the six paths of hell, hungry ghosts, animals, heaven, asuras, and the human world, like the heaven and earth god ring carried by gods and Buddhas in ancient mythology.

It was madly swallowing the light of the entire solar system, converging in the ring, forming a hot platinum color, hazy.

A terrifying aura that frightened even the quasi-celestial beings was being born.

"Are you angry?"

"Are you upset by the death of these ants?"

"My friend, you are too young and lack experience."

The Ancient God Patriarch smiled faintly: "Why don't you make a deal with me? If you cut off one arm, I will let these trillions of citizens go."

"I am willing to swear on the origin of my soul for this deal."

"Don't you claim that citizens are equal?"

"It's just cutting off an arm, which is not a big deal. You are not willing to exchange it for the lives of trillions of citizens?"

The Ancient God Patriarch teased.

"Or is this just your strategy to fool the people? You deceived these ants and made them believe it."

"What do you think, my friend?"

He released some of the control, and a large number of citizens regained their sanity, recovered from the abnormal state of ferocious roars, and soon knew what was happening.

"Participate in politics!"

"Da Ri participates in politics! Save me, save us..."

Some mortals cried and begged.

"Teacher!"

"Teacher, I have listened to your class. Please save me..."

A monk student from Qingfeng University said.

"What are we mortals guilty of?"

"This is all the disaster caused by you powerful immortal cultivators!"

"Hurry up and promise him! You must promise him! It's just an arm. Isn't it easy for you to be reborn after losing an arm? Hurry up! What are you hesitating about, you bastard..."

A middle-aged man over 30 years old and shouldering the burden of the family looked at his wife and daughter and roared.

His life was peaceful and happy. He had a wife, parents, and a pair of children. He never expected to get any chance of being an immortal cultivator. He just wanted to live a happy life.

Now, it's all ruined by these immortal cultivators!

Countless scolding, roaring, and begging formed a series of sound waves, passing through the hazy hell worlds, and instantly formed a terrible initiation magic sound, like billions of cursed evil ghosts, instantly covering the entire star field, and pounced on the young man in green.

This is the hell of living beings!

At this moment, many voices emerged in Jiang Ding's mind.

Countless pleas, countless roars, countless scoldings, these are not evil ghosts, every voice comes from the citizens of the immortal gate, they don't seem to want much, just a broken arm.

Such a small price, is it not worth trillions of citizens?

All kinds of thoughts, all from the heart, make people hesitate, make people hesitate.

Especially for the strong who come from the immortal gate and have extremely high ideological and moral character, it is a terrible soul attack, which can attack the essence of the strong soul, making his Tao heart full of holes, holding the power of destruction in his hand but unwilling to move a bit.

The young man in the sun's rays, motionless, was swallowed by the cursed ghosts in the sky.

"Jiang Ding..."

Yuan and others changed their expressions slightly.

The fleet of the Central Army Group bloomed with brilliance, and it was forced to take action in advance now that the soul protection was flawed.

Clang~

At this time, a clear sword sound came from the sky.

A ray of sunlight that looked like a substance penetrated the entire universe shrouded by cursed evil spirits, making the whole world quiet and countless cursed evil spirits frozen.

"This exchange is ridiculous."

"Fellow Daoist Gushen, you underestimate the current immortal gate too much. The power of our civilization is not so fragile."

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Through that ray of light, the figure of a young man in blue clothes drawing a sword was clearly visible.

As he drew his sword, the six solar god rings behind him rotated endlessly, and countless solar rule runes bloomed, almost condensing the light of the entire solar system at one point, falling on the black gold flying sword that had lost its specific shape.

The terrifying destructive pressure bloomed in all directions.

She just drew her sword, and before she really slashed it, the overflowing solar sword energy had already penetrated the group of cursed evil spirits.

"Why do I say it's ridiculous?"

Jiang Ding pressed the hilt of the sword, looked at the many citizens who were begging and roaring, and said coldly: "Citizens of the immortal gate, since you have obtained equality, do you only have rights but no obligations?"

"Rights, Xianmen has achieved them, whether it is political rights, educational rights, the right to join the army... and all rights, without the slightest discount."

"So, what are your obligations?"

"Stand on the enemy's side on the battlefield and beg another Xianmen citizen to cut off his arm?"

Instantly, the voices of countless Xianmen citizens who were roaring and begging paused.

At this time, they were the real them, not influenced by the ancient god ancestor, so they felt guilty and tears flowed.

Yes.

In the past, did they get the rights that Xianmen gave to citizens?

Yes.

What are the obligations?

Fight for Xianmen!

"Teacher, I was wrong."

Many Xianmen monks laughed bitterly and wiped their necks, wanting to commit suicide and die, unwilling to continue to be humiliated.

The largest number of citizens were extremely ashamed, but they did not dare to commit suicide, so they just lowered their heads and said nothing more. Only a few citizens were still chattering and cursing.

"And you,"

"You said your peaceful life was broken by us?"

Jiang Ding looked at the middle-aged man who cursed the most fiercely, and said coldly: "Between the realms, the laws of nature, the law of the jungle, where does the peace and beauty come from? A happy family?"

"Who told you that these are natural to humans, and naturally born with them?"

"These peace and beauty are the result of the citizens fighting outside carrying the burden forward, and then you and your family can have peace and beauty!"

Under the voices, the resentment of most citizens disappeared instantly.

These are citizens of the Immortal Gate, how can they be ignorant and stupid people from the outside world?

If they are given the right to think freely, how can most citizens be incited casually and then attack the warriors of the Immortal Gate?

The curse of the evil ghost attack from the ancient gods, the gods, the hells, the evil ghosts, collapsed instantly, and turned into a breeze, without affecting the young man in the light at all.

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