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[Sixth place: I am the human race Zhang Ziliang, all the kings, and listen to the dragon's chant! 】

[Zhang Ziliang: The head of the logistics department of the Heavenly Group, the think tank of the human race, flesh and blood, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself. 】

The world of ghosts.

“...... Ziliang?"

"Dead fat!"

"We're doing well now, I don't know ...... How are you doing now?"

Wang Ye lowered his head.

It's not because there's something on the ground.

It's that he really can't bear it.

I can't bear to look at the sky.

Look at the group Zhang Ziliang that day.

Look at the comrades who once fought side by side.

Die again in front of yourself.

Tears welled up.

As the picture appeared, a middle-aged fat man who looked a little obscene appeared in the sky.

[He is a person who was nailed to the pillar of shame by all the Terrans of the new era, but he is the last spark of the Terrans of the old era. 】

[He doesn't believe in people, ghosts, gods, Buddhas, or Taoism, and even he doesn't believe in himself. 】

[He kept the greatest suspicion of everything,]

[Because he understands.] 】

[Only in this way can we survive in the gap between the heavenly court that claims to be a god and the spiritual mountain that proclaimed itself a Buddha. 】

[For the sake of the human race, he calculates everything, calculates the protagonist, calculates the underworld, calculates the heavenly court, calculates the Buddhism, calculates his compatriots, and even after his death, he is always calculating everything. 】

[38,502 lonely graves, what will he pay back?]

He is the last wise man of the human race, and the last cruelty. 】

Watch the characters appear in the picture.

looked at Tianmu's introduction to this Zhang Ziliang's 883.

Countless creatures looked curious.

Because, it is difficult for people to put cruelty and flesh and blood together.

A cruel person.

Usually ruthless people.

How did this Zhang Ziliang manage to be both cruel and flesh-and-blood?

Xiao Yan: "I was nailed to the pillar of shame, I know this! I have been nailed for three years." "

Fang Yuan: "I've been waiting for a long time, and finally let me wait for another wise man!"

Wang Lin: "Thirty-eight thousand five hundred and two lonely graves, more than the devil." "

Jade Emperor: "What do you mean by the self-proclaimed heavenly court? We are gods, okay." "

Buddha: "Come to Lingshan to see, which one of Lingshan is not a Buddha?"

Meanwhile.

All the heavenly beings have raised their spirits.

Want to see how this contradictory Zhang Ziliang can be unsettled?

The narration on the canopy continues.

The human race, in this era when ghosts and things are everywhere, will always be the weak side.

In order to keep the human race going, the Celestial Group planned too much, and even took the initiative to arrange ghosts to kill people, just to increase the number of people who survived from the eternal night.

Humanity is never a trustworthy factor in a disaster.

But there are still countless lovely people who have sacrificed their lives for the Terrans, just for that glimmer of chance to continue.

For example, Zhang Ziliang.

Lingshan, Heavenly Court is coming.

As a human race on the weak side, in the face of the powerful Spirit Mountain, Heavenly Court, almost no one is willing to stand up.

But Zhang Ziliang, who is the logistics minister of the Tian Group, stood up.

His dream was to be a painter.

As a wise man of the Heavenly Group, he usually looks cheap, but he can always find out Wang Ye's urine.

Let Wang Ye, who buckle the rope, give some treasures to strengthen the heavenly group.

He's just a lewd middle-aged uncle now.

It doesn't look any different from a mortal.

But he stepped up.

Didn't back down because of the strength of the opponent.

Because he knows.

The Terrans have no way out.

At this time, Zhang Ziliang's figure appeared on the canopy again.

"Why no one has ever looked at the Heavenly Group squarely. "

Suddenly, there was a sigh behind Zhao Hai.

Zhang Ziliang's hands trembled lightly, and he slowly stood up in a wheelchair, like an old man in his last years

With a little loneliness, self-deprecation, he said slowly.

He then set his gaze above the sky and looked directly at the Immortal Emperor, Maitreya.

Maitreya frowned slightly, and kept recalling the information about the Heavenly Group in his mind.

"Zhang Ziliang..."

"Ten meters back. "

Maitreya's voice was a little wary.

The three old monks were a little puzzled, an old man with no energy fluctuations on his body, as for letting the three Buddhas and more than ten Bodhisattvas collectively retreat?

Maitreya is not too cautious.

The three of them glanced at each other imperceptibly, but finally did not speak, and silently stepped back.

And the Immortal Emperor's cold gaze was fixed on Zhang Ziliang's body, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

It's just an ant.

["Heh..."]

["One sentence scares off Lingshan ten meters, it's worth it."] "】

[Zhang Ziliang sighed a little:]

["All along, whether it is Heavenly Court or Lingshan, I have a doubt in my heart. "】

["Terran, what is it in your eyes?" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

["Goods?"] 】

["A container for strength?"] 】

["A lamb in a cage, ready to be slaughtered?"] 】

["But... Have you ever thought that you... It's also people. "】

["One day, when you face the roar of the Terrans, will you be afraid? "】

Zhang Ziliang's cloudy eyes gradually became brighter, and even his voice became a little louder.

Angry at the gods in the sky, high up and looking down on all beings!

Maitreya clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddha horn without saying anything.

However, the Immortal Emperor had contempt in his eyes, and sneered:

"If there were no gods, humans would be the lowest creatures, and even survival would be a problem. "

"We take care of it and spread the glory of Heaven on this land, so that they can have faith in their hearts and have the motivation to live. "

"Wouldn't it be shameful if (bjcf) were disrespectful to Heavenly Court?"

["It's really hopeless. "】

[Listening to the words of the Immortal Emperor, Zhang Ziliang shook his head helplessly:]

["It is said that ants cannot kill gods. "】

["But have you ever really put your heart into understanding the Terrans?" 】

["The strength of the human race and the survival of the human race have never been the so-called strong, but the fire that will never be extinguished in the heart. "】

["Passing on the torch. "】

["This is the inheritance of the human race, and it is also the pride of the human race. "】

["But, you so-called gods, the fire in your hearts has been extinguished. "】[]

["I, Zhang Ziliang, have the courage to fight today, with a dying body, on behalf of the Terran Race, I will remove you from the Terran sequence!"]

["The young man's sword is not properly applied, and he is already a river and lake when he goes out. A thousand sails have passed, and I have returned... Still a teenager. "】

Zhang Ziliang's voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Zhang Ziliang felt the energy in his body like a surging river, and it seemed that he had touched some kind of threshold in just an instant.

With thoughtfulness, in the next second, a series of Terran phantoms appeared behind him.

Three hundred Buddhist soldiers who calmly went to their deaths.

A hundred sword keepers.

A person who was fearless and gave his life for the sake of the human race appeared behind Zhang Ziliang at a certain moment as if resurrected.

Moreover, they seemed to have their own consciousness, and their eyes looking at Zhang Ziliang were full of anxiety and distress.

Between the mountains and rivers, there seems to be wisps of invisible mysterious factors gradually converging, and the source is Zhang Ziliang.

A pure golden, energy-made sword appeared in Zhang Ziliang's hand, and the sword was still condensing.

The mountains, rivers, and even the ordinary people who are famous in the ten cities of the Heavenly Group seem to have a feeling at this moment and look in the direction where Zhang Ziliang is.

Even in the eyes of these ordinary people, there are tears flowing out of them subconsciously, and they don't know why, but their hearts are full of sadness.

Streams of energy emerged from all corners of the world, causing Zhang Ziliang's body to float in mid-air, and the sword changed from golden, to colorful, and finally transparent.

["I have a wish, I hope that the human race will be worry-free. "】

["I have a sword to cut through the injustice of the world. "】

["This sword is condensed by mountains and rivers, and the hearts of the people are the blade. It can cut the sky and split the ground. "】

["This sword establishes a heart for heaven and earth, a life for the people, a continuation of learning for the saints, and peace for all generations. "】

["After this sword, the human race is worry-free. "】

"I am... Terran, Zhang Ziliang. "】

["Gentlemen...", "Let's listen to the dragon"]

[Zhang Ziliang At this moment, there was a little freedom in his eyes. 】

[A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was raised, without half a momentum, just falling lightly, and it didn't seem to have any strength.] 】

[But as a sword fell, the mountains and rivers shook, and the people roared.] 】

[Between heaven and earth, there seems to be something called potential, which rises with the wind. 】

[This is the indomitable spirit of the human race, the inheritance of the fire. 】

[And as this sword fell, Zhang Ziliang aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. 】

[A sword representing the human race, not something that anyone can easily cut. 】

[The sword shadow turned into a five-clawed golden dragon in the void, and let out a dragon chant that resounded through the heavens and the earth...]

[Immediately after...]

[This dragon galloped towards the Immortal Emperor. 】

At this time, Zhang Ziliang once again regained the appearance of the last years of the wind and candle, and even older than before, with a hunched waist and white hair.

After losing his energy, Zhang Ziliang didn't even have the strength to speak again.

That's it...

Zhang Ziliang turned his back to Shangjing, his back to the city he had guarded for three years, and seemed to want to turn around and take another look.

But I don't know what he thought of at this moment, and finally gave up on the idea.

Breathing gradually weakened, and even the pupils became a little dilated.

Zhao Hai stood silently beside Zhang Ziliang without disturbing.

The light in the sky finally dissipated.

The world has once again returned to darkness.

One point...

Two points...

The surroundings were quiet and terrifying, until Zhang Ziliang's breathing completely stopped.

From now on... There is no more Zhang Ziliang in the world.

But at this time, the barrage in the sky detonated everything.