C57 The Voice in His Heart

"Give me a reason not to die?" He shouted out the last sentence. He had never thought that he would be rejected by such a weak Martial Cultivator. This was a great humiliation to him.

In the eyes of the red-clothed sturdy man, the Zhantai Tribe didn't give too many favors to these Martial Cultivator. On the other hand, he would return to the World Sea and follow him. After that, he would be able to obtain the guidance of an immortal. There was no reason for them to reject him.

"Although the Zhantai Tribe didn't do us a lot of favors, you don't know about it. The most important thing in a person's life is to pay attention to their credibility. You won't understand this. Besides, Tantai Luolie, Great Tribal Chief, took us in when I was at my lowest point in my life. He gave me a drop of water, and I will return it to him. Besides, I have so many friends and brothers here. How could I become enemies with them just to live!?"

"That's right, what he means is what we mean!" At this moment, everyone agreed.

The voice of the person who spoke was very calm, as if he had already looked down on everything. He said lightly, "As a person, I don't ask for glory and glory, but I want to have a clear conscience."

His voice wasn't very loud, but everyone could hear it clearly!

"Tantai Luolie gave me a drop of water. I will return it to him!"

"How can I become enemies with my own friends and brothers just to live?"

It seemed like a simple sentence, but it seemed to strike a chord in everyone's heart. This kind of shock lasted for a long time.

It seemed like a simple sentence and a matter, but what could truly be done was so little. It was as if the higher one's realm, the heavier the promise.

In fact, it was just that everyone's heart had a different heart. The heart of martial arts cultivation was evil and friendly. It could not be generalized. Everyone had their own choice, and could not be forced.

However, those who were afraid of death and sold their masters for glory were despised by the entire continent.

At this moment, the faces of those who had fled to the Chuhuang Tribe turned extremely ugly. They had sacrificed their dignity in order to survive, but now, they had gotten the opposite party to scram. How ironic was this?

Could it be that only the strong had the right to survive in this world?

They refused to accept this. They wanted to live as well. They also wanted to have the right to live. They didn't want to be taken away just like this!

At this moment, they truly understood what was the true meaning of living. That was to live for dignity, or die for dignity.

They absolutely couldn't live on and on. Of course, at this moment, they couldn't even live on and on! They were not allowed to do it!

All of them raised their heads and looked at the Red Armored Army in the sky. Their eyes were burning with passion. What they wanted to do the most right now was to help their brother who had just betrayed them. They wouldn't hesitate to kill the devil in front of them.

As if he had sensed something, the red-clothed sturdy man turned his head and looked at the place where the traitor of the Chuhuang Tribe was. When he saw this, his expression suddenly became very ugly!

He suddenly realized that all eyes were filled with hatred, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces. He couldn't help but feel furious. This ant actually dared to look down on an immortal? This was an unforgivable crime!

"Since you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish!" The red-clothed sturdy man gritted his teeth and said. He knew that at least half of this operation had failed.

He had lost without knowing what had happened. sturdy man slowly raised his hand. At that moment, the army was ready for a massacre!