"Good guy, he is actually a love rival. It seems that Commander Tang, who is omnipotent on the battlefield, is just a poor guy who was rejected by that girl!" Kong Hu said sarcastically.
Tang Jinge ignored him, just gave him a cold look, and while resisting the attack of the Red Flame Army, he shouted loudly: "Big Cat, you also leave quickly, this is an order!"
The white tiger spirit beast was behind Tang Jinge, ready to support its master at any time. It did not leave after hearing Tang Jinge's words. Instead, it got closer to Tang Jinge. One person and one beast were almost close to each other.
Feeling the breath behind him, Tang Jinge sighed, his face full of disappointment. No one knew that at this time, he was exhausted. The successive battles had exhausted all his energy. Even if he wanted to escape, he could not escape. There is no escape.
"Big Cat, I won't be alone if you are with me..." Tang Jinge jumped back using the aftermath of the Kong brothers' attack. The white tiger spirit beast understood and moved its body to catch Tang Jinge. The white tiger spirit beast let out a beast roar.
Tang Jinge gently stroked the big furry head of the white tiger spirit beast and said softly: "We can't escape today. Even if I, Tang Jinge, die in battle, I will die in the confrontation. Being killed while escaping is really a loss..."
Tang Jinge's words caused the white tiger spirit beast that had started to turn around to stop. Its eyes became extremely fierce and it faced the direction of the enemy proudly.
When Tang Jinge rode on the white tiger, the shadows of the war spirits blocking the Red Flame Army also dissipated. Kong Hu, Kong Bao and a large number of soldiers of the Red Flame Army rushed towards Tang Jinge.
"Brother, do you want to chase those running cavalry?" Kong Bao asked as he followed Kong Hu.
Kong Hu said angrily: "What are you chasing after? We can't catch up anymore. Kill this hateful guy first and avenge Boss Qin Ming and his brothers!"
Kong Bao chuckled and said, "Brother, is this guy stupid? Why doesn't he run away?"
Kong Hu sneered and said: "I think it's not that I won't run, but that I can't run away. Boss Qin Ming is so easy to kill. I guess this guy is just holding on. In fact, he has already reached his limit."
Kong Hu's words fell into Tang Jinge's ears, and he smiled heartily and said: "It seems that General Kong Hu has seen through my true identity, but it is not Tang's character to sit back and wait for death, so let's see how many people want to accompany me on the road. Bar."
Kong Hu had already rushed in front of Tang Jinge, and a pair of butterfly knives quickly slashed at the limbs of the white tiger spirit beast. His method of killing the Longjia Battalion cavalry was repeated again, and at the same time he shouted: "Speaking shamelessly... This guy has reached his limit. Cut his body into thousands of pieces for me!" Kong Bao and the soldiers of the Red Flame Army swarmed forward.
Tang Jinge had already been wary of Kong Hu's offensive. The moment Kong Bao took action, the white tiger spirit beast had already jumped high and rushed towards the crowd of Red Flame Army.
Tang Jinge deliberately avoided the two grandmasters and singled out the ordinary Red Flame Army to attack. One man and one beast turned the Red Flame Army upside down.
The Kong brothers were not as unscrupulous as Tang Jinge. Those Red Flame Army Robes were both a help and a hindrance. They actually did not catch up with Tang Jinge for a while.
At this time, Tang Jinge could no longer rely on his strong strength to protect the white tiger spirit beast. The injuries on the white tiger's body became more and more serious. It could no longer jump up, and it could even no longer move a step.
Just when the white tiger spirit beast was on the verge of collapse, the Kong brothers came over to kill it.
Coincidentally, Tang Jinge's life force was also rapidly passing away. When the white tiger spirit beast began to fall, Tang Jinge's life also came to an end.
"Am I going to die now?" Tang Jinge felt extremely calm at this time. He slowly closed his eyes, and scenes from the past reappeared in front of his eyes.
Tang Jinge's background was not glamorous, even a bit humble. He was an abandoned baby. Wu Daoling found him in his infancy when he was traveling down the mountain. Apart from him, there was only a piece of paper with the word "Tang" written on it.
Wu Daoling felt soft-hearted and took him back to the mountain to adopt him. At that time, Wu Daoling's weapons were still a pair of double-pronged swords.
Wu Daoling worked hard for the Xinghe Sect all his life and was not married. He was naturally very rough in taking care of children. In addition, he was a bit cold by nature and did not show much verbal concern for the young Tang Jinge. However, Tang Jinge was very well-behaved and sensible.
During Tang Jinge's time, he was not called by this name yet. The first name Wu Daoling gave him was Tang Fan.
As the name suggests, Tang Jinge was not a genius at that time, and even Wu Daoling had tested that his cultivation talent was extremely poor. If there were no accidents, he could only spend the rest of his life in Zidou Mountain or leave Zidou Mountain to live an ordinary life.
But the accident happened quickly.
When Tang Jinge was seven years old, the age when he should have joined Xingge and started practicing, Tang Jinge could only do nothing. He was obedient and never even did anything to cause trouble.
One day, Wu Daoling, who returned from an outing, brought back an artifact. He mysteriously locked himself in the room and specifically asked Tang Jinge to put the food outside the door.
Tang Jinge would always put down food at the door of Wu Daoling's room. When he went to check again, the food at the door was either completely eaten or not touched at all.
Tang Jinge often heard Wu Daoling sighing or making angry sounds outside the door. He was full of curiosity about what Wu Daoling was studying in the room, forgetting food and sleep.
A month passed like this, and Wu Daoling finally walked out of the room after a long sigh.
Tang Jinge was shocked when he saw Wu Daoling's appearance. His originally handsome face was full of weakness, and the serious dark circles and huge bags under his eyes told Tang Jinge that Wu Daoling had hardly had a good rest in the past month.
Tang Jinge respectfully called Wu Daoling, but Wu Daoling just responded and hurriedly walked out. As he walked, he muttered: "It is obviously a foreign object, how can it not be strange at all?"
After Wu Daoling left, although Tang Jinge was curious, he was obedient and did not enter Wu Daoling's room. However, there was a sound echoing in his ears suddenly. This was a language he could not understand at all. Deep in his heart, he heard this. I felt a strong calling in my words.
After all, Tang Jinge was just a child. Driven by curiosity, he finally opened Wu Daoling's door.
Everything in the room was as usual. Except for the bedding, which was a little messy, everything else was neatly taken care of. Tang Jinge touched his nose, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He didn't notice anything strange at all.
Just when Tang Jinge was about to leave, there was a crashing sound under Wu Daoling's bed. The sound was very urgent, as if he was afraid that he would leave.
Tang Jinge stood there for a long time. He finally plucked up the courage to walk to the bedside, opened the quilt and found a secret compartment. The secret compartment was not locked. He took a deep breath and opened the secret compartment.
Opening a secret grid so recklessly, Tang Jinge often lamented that he was really lucky at that time when he grew up. If there was a mechanism in the secret grid, he, a child who had never practiced cultivation, would die tragically on the spot.
However, in the Zidoushan sect, Wu Daoling did not use that method.
After opening the secret compartment, the objects inside appeared in front of Tang Jinge.
It was an ancient piece of metal. It was so small that it was impossible to tell what it once looked like. Even at Tang Jinge's age, he could still see how special this piece of metal was. The feeling of being incompatible with this world was very strange.
At this time, the metal fragment was lying quietly in the dark compartment without any sign of moving, but Tang Jinge was sure that the movement just now was caused by this metal fragment.
"Are you calling me?" Tang Jinge carefully picked up the metal fragment and placed it in the palm of his hand.
The metal fragments trembled slightly and shone faintly.
Before Tang Jinge could be surprised, the metal fragment suddenly floated, and its appearance began to change. A weapon appeared in front of Tang Jinge, which was a short sword.
Tang Jinge couldn't help but reach out and grab Dange, but he missed it. It turned out that Dange was not an entity.
Tang Jinge stared at the weapon in trance. He felt very close to the weapon in his heart.
The short Ge suddenly buzzed, and then the head of the Ge slammed to the ground. A dazzling white light flashed. The scene in front of Tang Jinge changed. He was no longer in Wu Daoling's room.
There was a strange world in front of Tang Jinge. It was a wonderful feeling. Standing there, he could see the continuous changes of the whole world. Killing and disputes were the themes here. The tragic war had a profound impact on young Tang Jinge's mind. Big impact, emotions fell into it, and they have forgotten their own existence.
Not long after, a figure appeared outside the door. It was Wu Daoling who was back.
In Wu Daoling's eyes, Tang Jinge stood alone in the room in a daze. He walked into the room with an angry face. Just when he was about to reprimand Tang Jinge, the world Tang Jinge saw also appeared in his eyes.
"This is..." Wu Daoling did not fall into the scene like Tang Jinge, he looked in disbelief.
When Wu Daoling came closer and saw the fragments floating in Tang Jinge's hand, he showed a look of surprise and said: "I have been studying the fragments of strange objects for a month without finding any clues. How can I resonate with Tang Fan so easily? This is Is it fate?"
"Let me see what's so strange about this weird weapon fragment!" Wu Daoling began to concentrate on observing the war-torn world.
Although Tang Jinge was immersed in the scene, Wu Daoling's words fell into his ears word for word. He found that although he could not move, he could see the real world scenes at any time as long as he wanted. At this time, Wu Daoling was standing next to him, also standing there blankly.
After just one glance, Tang Jinge continued to focus on that completely different world. That world had a strange attraction for Tang Jinge ever since it appeared.
Fortunately, the place where the master and apprentice lived rarely had visitors, otherwise their weird behavior would definitely cause a lot of commotion.
They forgot about time, and the changes in the world affected their hearts. There was never a time of unification, and the heroes continued to divide and kill. The people here are all warlike, good at fighting, and enjoy fighting. Even if they are unified by powerful forces, they will soon fall apart.
Endless disputes make the warriors here extraordinarily strong. Survival of the strong is the only truth here. If you want to survive, you must become a stronger being. The cultivation here has its own system. No one wants to understand the great way, but pursues the ultimate goal. The art of killing and the will to fight.
Killing and fighting spirit sharpen the soul. The powerful soul allows many warriors to turn into fighting spirits after death and continue to fight on the battlefield. However, these fighting spirits cannot last long. Their consciousness will gradually dissipate soon, and the power of the soul will also disappear. Getting weaker and weaker, turning into a wandering soul without consciousness.
Wandering spirits are very common here. The strong are revered here. People respect wandering spirits very much and will not disturb them unless absolutely necessary.
The endless wars and killings eventually caused the human beings in this world to disappear. The fighting spirit dominated them and they continued to kill even when they were about to be exterminated. All the people fell into madness as if they had lost their souls.
In the end, there was only one strongest person left in the world, and that person was at least comparable to a saint. Without an opponent, he had no chance to fight and could only die alone.
At the last moment of his life, he turned his weapon Zhan Ge into ten fragments, used his great supernatural power to inject the information of this world into these fragments, and finally used all his strength to tear open a crack.
The crack transcended space and time, and was so unbelievable that even Wu Daoling, a powerful master, could not see through it at all.
When the life of this peerless strong man came to an end, he threw these fragments into the strange cracks, and finally left two words in these fragments: "Stop the war!"
