Chapter 1773 Every man has a share of responsibility for the rise and fall of the human race

"It's you!"

When I saw this person who suddenly appeared, I was instantly shocked. Not only me, but even those head masters and high-ranking officials of the Wu Shushan reserve force also changed their expressions after seeing this person.

I saw that the newcomer was wearing a military uniform, with a stern face as sharp as if it was cut by a knife and an axe, and his eyes were full of firmness.

This person was the previous head of the Wu Shushan reserve force, who once had his own troops and was abandoned by the emperor... Zhang Wudi!

"Zhang Qianyu, oh no, I should call you General Zhang now." He smiled faintly: "General Zhang, how are you these days?"

I didn't say anything, but just squinted and stared at me.

"Zhang Wudi!" Someone asked loudly, "What are you doing here? Are you here to help the old master resolve the crisis, or... to collude with foreign races and murder the old master?" The person

who spoke was a senior Wushushan reserve officer. At this moment, he questioned Zhang Wudi loudly with a gloomy face.

In response, Zhang Wudi just smiled faintly.

"How can there be foreign races? This world belongs to all races. Could it be that this world has been occupied by the human race?" Zhang Wudi stood in the void with his hands behind his back. His temperament gave people the feeling of a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. The sword has not been unsheathed, but the sharpness has already been exposed.

"The way of heaven will change, and the road to immortality will soon open. By then, everyone can compete for the chance to ascend to the immortality road, and the more powerful a person is, the greater threat he will pose to others. So... I made this choice for myself!"

"You're talking nonsense!" The Fire Worship Sect's leader stepped forward, pointed at Zhang Wudi and cursed: "You're a scoundrel. When you were in power, I felt that you were not a good person. Sure enough, it hasn't been long since then, and your true colors have been exposed. I hate it. I hate that the emperor didn't give you a life because of your contributions over the years. I hate it even more that I saved you when I just joined the Wu Shushan reserve and carried out a mission with you!"

"The past is too hard to recall, Brother Huo, from now on, we will both be well!" Zhang Wudi said lightly.

"Fuck you!" The Fire Worship Sect's headmaster yelled in anger, rolled up his sleeves and seemed to be about to fight, but was stopped by another headmaster.

In response, Zhang Wudi just smiled and turned to look at the Haoran Hall.

"Old Tianshi, how are you!"

"So you're here." The old Tianshi's voice came from the Haoran Hall. Compared with the tone of greeting the demon king of the demon clan, the old Tianshi's tone now has a hint of smile.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wudi smiled faintly: "It has been more than three years since I last sat and talked with the old Tianshi in the Haoran Hall!"

"Three years, time flies!" The old Tianshi sighed: "Three years can actually change a person into this!"

"Wudi has never changed!" Zhang Wudi said with a smile.

"Yes, you haven't changed at all!"

As the old Heavenly Master finished speaking, Xuan Buyan of the Xuanwu clan suddenly spoke: "Stop talking nonsense, the Heaven-Swallowing Formation has taken shape, let's join forces and kill the contemporary Heavenly Master here."

"When old friends meet, it's inevitable to reminisce about the past. Since the Demon King is anxious, then... let's stop reminiscing about the past!"

As Zhang Wubi finished speaking, the Demon Kings' eyes flashed, and then, a strong demonic aura surged out of their bodies.

"Amitabha!" Suddenly, a Buddhist chant rang out, and then the monk Xuandu slowly stood up, took a step, and stepped into the void.

As his headmaster stepped on the void, golden lotuses appeared in the void. The monk Xuandu stepped on the golden lotuses and slowly came to a distance of about several dozen meters opposite Zhang Wudi and others, and faced a group of demon kings from a distance.

"Xuandu from Putuo Temple?" Zhang Wudi narrowed his eyes: "Don't you Buddhists not care about worldly affairs?"

"My Buddhists are based on compassion. Today, the donors want to ruin the fortune of our human race. I, a poor monk, naturally cannot sit idly by!" The monk Xuandu sat cross-legged on a golden lotus, pinched the Dharma seal with his hands, and began to chant the Buddha's name non-stop.

As the Buddha's name sounded, Buddha's light also diffused from his body, resisting the dense demonic energy.

"I'll help you!" Nun Jiemie's voice came out, and then I saw her take a step forward and instantly came to the side of the monk Xuandu.

Then, I felt a stream of silence and extinction coming out of her body, and even she herself seemed to have lost her vitality at this moment.

"What kind of skill is this?" This breath gave me a bad feeling, and even made me want to stay away from her.

"It's the Jiemie Dafa!" Xiao Qi appeared above my head at some point, and she slowly landed on my shoulders, with a pair of slender legs hanging on my chest and shaking constantly.

"After casting the spell, she will turn into a body of annihilation, extinguishing all emotions and desires, leaving only the most primitive desire to kill. However, this technique cannot be practiced before being moved, as long as it is moved, it will lead to obsession, and she seems to have been moved before practicing, so... her technique seems to have changed!" Xiao Qi looked at Master Silence and patiently explained to me.

"How do you know so much?" I looked at Xiao Qi, but Xiao Qi did not answer me.

At this time, Zhang Wudi's voice was heard: "Qianqiu, we... haven't seen each other for nearly 20 years, right? When we parted that year..."

"You just said that the past is unbearable to look back on, so let's not talk about the past!" Master Jimie's cold voice came out. At this moment, her temperament has changed greatly, as if she has become a dead body without any vitality or emotion.

"Alas, if it weren't for Zhang Du'e's sudden appearance that year, we might..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Wudi was interrupted by Master Jimie's scolding before he finished his sentence.

"I can't remember what happened back then, don't mention it again!" Master Jiemie snorted coldly: "Besides, even if Du'e didn't show up, I wouldn't have anything to do with you. Who would like a person who...colluded with foreign races and would do anything to achieve his goal!"

This sentence made Zhang Wudi silent. After a long time, he shook his head.

"Qianqiu, go away. You can't win. I don't want you to die!" When saying this, Zhang Wudi's eyes became soft for a rare time.

But at this moment, a deep voice sounded.

"Old Master, I'm late!"

As the words fell, a figure flashed in the air, and it turned out to be a burly middle-aged man who appeared beside Master Jiemie.

When I saw this man, my whole body was shocked, and Hu Zi below also had his eyes lit up.

"Master!"

"Uncle Pao!"

The person who came was none other than the knife master, Pao Zhen!

"Uncle Pao, why are you here?" I asked in surprise.

Pao Zhen first glanced at Hu Zi, nodded to him, and then looked at me.

"The rise and fall of the human race is the responsibility of every man!"

He said this sentence very calmly, but it was like a thunder, exploding in everyone's heart.