Ten Trillion Beasts, My Pet Has Smashed The Heavens

"People with weak cultivation bases are very difficult to survive on the battlefield. The casualties are much more than those with high cultivation bases. In the end, they will only become food for the demons and lose their lives in vain. To deal with the demons, the strength of the troops is very important. There are not many spirits, so the number of demons is too much? The low-level demons have the largest number, but if our Martial Sovereign Realm and Martial Saint Realm powerhouses take action, those low-level demons will be killed all at once. A large piece. The lives of our Tianwu Continent are much more precious than the lives of the demons. The demons are willing to do this, but we can't do it." Jiang Chen said.

"Most of the young cultivators have low cultivation bases. That is our future. If these futures are consumed in advance, even if Tianwu Continent has defeated the Demon Race, it will be even more difficult to recover. Therefore, I It is not recommended for people with low cultivation to participate in the war. Only when they are forced to do so can they be allowed to participate in the war. Those of us with high cultivation have fallen, and they cannot escape, so it is their turn to come. Yes, but, in order to prevent such a thing from happening, we must be able to fall, we must defeat the Demon Race, otherwise, we will all be defeated, then Tianwu Continent will really fall into the hands of the Demon Race."

"One hundred thousand years ago, we had seniors who could defeat the Demon Race, and today we can also defeat the Demon Race." Lin Bei stated his thoughts to the crowd.

When everyone listened to Lin Bei's words, they all believed that Lin Bei was right. Those cultivators who had not yet grown up were their future. If they were consumed in advance, it would indeed be detrimental to the future development of Tianwu Continent.

If an interface does not have a large number of strong players, it is easy to decline.

The fantasy world needs a hundred flowers to bloom, and in this way, the martial arts style will prevail.

"Lin Bei, you are talking nonsense here. It is everyone's responsibility to protect the Tianwu Continent." Wang Ping refuted Lin Bei's point of view.

"Blood Temple, I haven't told you yet. Your Blood Temple has been established for tens of thousands of years. Over the years, you have specialized in some shady deeds, and for various reasons, how many human geniuses have you killed? Don't you count? Over the past ten thousand years, how many human geniuses have died tragically in your hands, if you say that which force is the most sinful, it must be your blood temple." Lin Bei stared at Wang Ping, and there was no politeness in his tone.

Both sides are enemies, what more need to be polite?

Lin Bei's words made many people turn their attention to the Blood Temple.

As the most powerful killer organization in Tianwu Continent, the Blood Temple has offended many forces over the years. Some of these forces must have died in the hands of the Blood Temple, but due to the power of the Blood Temple, many forces dare not provoke the Blood Temple. .

After all, in this world, a big fist is the last word.

Now that Lin Bei brought this up, many people looked at the Blood Temple with bad eyes.

Maybe some of the powerhouses who died inexplicably or suddenly disappeared, maybe it was the hands of the Blood Temple?

After all, the Blood Temple has a bad reputation and does all the dirty work.

Wang Ping was shocked when he saw the murderous gazes from many people. This Lin Bei was so sinister, and a few words made them angry.

In fact, if it wasn't for the shady things that the Blood Temple did, how could others see them like this?

"Lin Bei, you are spitting blood, you have a grudge against our Blood Temple, and you are talking nonsense here." Wang Ping said angrily.