In the forest opposite Mellon Academy, on the shore of a quiet small lake, Ye Piao was staring at the big and small bluestone and listening to the word spit out from the old sword saint’s mouth!

Ye Piao guessed that the so-called battle of saints should be a battle between saints! But listening to the tone of the old sword saint, it seemed that it was not as simple as Ye Piao thought. A thing that could spit out of the old sword saint's mouth must have hidden many secrets behind it!

Leaning behind the woods, Ye Piao and the old swordsman sat on the bluestone like that, facing the sparkling small lake!

Slowly exhaling a breath of the air that had just sucked into the lungs, Ye Piao asked in confusion: "Teacher, what is behind the Battle of Saints! What caused the Battle of Saints? How many of them participated in the battle?"

The old sword saint looked at Ye Piao with a curious look and said in praise: "Child, you are right! You saw the secret behind the Warriors' Battle! You also understand that it is not as simple as one or two saints participating in the battle!"

If only one or two saints participated in the battle, Ye Piao guessed that the teacher would not pay so much attention to this matter. If multiple saints attacked in that battle at the same time, the significance of this battle would be different. Ye Piao was very curious about what could make so many saints participate in the battle regardless of their identity.

Looking at the teacher in confusion, Ye Piao did not ask. Because Ye Piao saw the strange expression on the teacher's face and his slightly trembling hands.

After calming down his excitement, the old sword saint said slowly: "In that battle, the human saints participated in the battle of 13 people, orcs and other saints from other races participated in the battle of eight people, and the Holy Land Warcraft participated in the battle of Nine Heads. Can you imagine the battle scene at that time? I'm afraid that those who have not reached the Holy Land cannot imagine such a battle scene!"

After a pause, the old sword saint's eyes were filled with regret and his voice was no longer calm: "In that battle, only three human saints survived, nine heads of the holy beasts went back to the second head, and the orcs and other saints of other races were wiped out, and none of them survived. The place where the saints fought became the death swamp, one of the five dangerous places today!"

When Ye Piao heard the teacher's words, he was truly shocked.

Such a large-scale battle of saints can witness the prosperity of the continent at that time. Twenty-one saints and the nine-headed holy monsters were dispatched at one time, which was too different from the reality of the current ninth-level peak powerhouse. Moreover, that battle of saints actually caused the saints to fall in half at one time. Such a big deal is probably not enough to get together now!

With a shocked expression on his face, Ye Piao asked, "Teacher, who won the battle in the end? Are we humans? At least it seems that there is one more saint left in our humans!"

As Ye Piao asked, Ye Piao suddenly found that the expression on the teacher's face was a bit strange.

The old sword saint stroked the bluestone under his body, and his voice was a little unnatural: "We humans only rely on the large number of pets to make the saints of our race more than the saints of other races and monsters. However, in terms of combat effectiveness, human saints are much inferior to those of the holy world, and even saints of other races are not as good as those of other races. Only by relying on the advantage of numbers can we humans have a place on the continent!"

Releasing an ant that climbed onto his palm gently, the old sword saint's voice was filled with helplessness and mockery: "That battle was not a racial war at all, and of course there were no winners, or they all lost!"

Ye Piao felt that his facial muscles were completely overloaded today, and the shocking secrets were heard one after another in his ears. When they acted on his face, they made his facial muscles never relax. Ye Piao even wondered if his expression would be fixed on this horrifying expression in the future.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Piao was ready to resist the truth and asked carefully: "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"That's right, since it's not a racial war, it's naturally a melee!"

Although he was ready, the answer given by the teacher still made Ye Piao a little difficult to accept!

So many saints gathered together to take action, with heavy casualties, not for the benefit of the race, but for a random fight. Did these people's heads be suppressed by tanks? Moreover, with Ye Piao's extensive knowledge of reading books in the Santers family, I don't know about this! Even in the general history of the mainland, there is no record of this matter! This makes Ye Piao feel very strange!

With deep doubts, Ye Piao asked foolishly: "Why?"

A disdainful smile appeared on the old sword saint's lips: "Child, if I tell the truth about the matter, you will find it difficult to believe and accept it!"

After a slight pause, the old sword saint finally explained the reason for the saints' battle under Ye Piao's questioning gaze! It was this reason that he sat on the spot with Ye Piaolei's whole body stiff!

Because the old sword saint said: "Because of a woman! No, to be precise, it is a female monster, and it is a ninth-level monster that has not entered the holy realm!"

Even though his nerves are thick and his ability to accept them is strong, as the teacher said, Ye Piao cannot believe and accept this shocking fact.

One, no, a ninth-level female monster actually caused thirty powerful people in the Holy Realm to fight, killing and injuring countless people? If it weren't for the brains of these saints burned out, there was something special about this female monster.

The old sword saint's voice was filled with regret, and his already thin body shook slightly. He looked at the calm lake in the distance and was stunned, muttering as if he was telling an ancient mythological story!

"A thousand years ago, the Du Meisha monster, a branch of a snake, successfully advanced to a ninth-level monster. She has the most beautiful eyes in the world, the most beautiful face in the world, the most beautiful hair in the world, and the most attractive figure in the world. She gathered the most beautiful places of women in the world together, and under her dreamy and intoxicating appearance, she named herself Qingcheng! While stepping out of the Tianshan Mountains, she also brought countless disasters to the originally peaceful world. For her sake, the kingdoms attacked each other, and for her, the empire even pointed the sword directly at the powerful Sun Temple, and even

The Pope of the Temple of the Sun was also defeated under her skirt. In that era, there were only endless wars. The countries and the countries were fighting each other. The strong and the strong were fighting constantly, as if everyone in the whole world was crazy! As long as anyone who saw her would participate in this battle without hesitation. Even civilians who had no combat ability would pick up farm tools and join the battle after seeing her face. The father and son can turn against each other for her, brothers can kill each other for her, and ministers can draw their swords to face each other without hesitation. Her words can make countless people willingly die for her!"

The old sword saint was telling it faster and faster, and his voice became more and more excited.

"Ten years, ten whole dark years, in those dark years, the entire continent was upside down by her, and the country was almost completely collapsed. Even the powerful Temple of the Sun almost collapsed because of the death of three popes! Finally, in the current death swamp, all the most powerful saints on the continent were gathered here, fighting for the final ownership, which led to the current death swamp of thousands of miles!"

The old sword saint stopped here, and the expression on his face also declined!

Ye Piao listened to the teacher's story, as if he was in that dark era and could personally experience the cruel world. The relationship between people at that time might be a hundred times more ruthless than Leot's attitude towards him now!

With his hands and feet cold, Ye Piao asked slowly: "Teacher! What's next?"

The old sword saint turned his face, looked at Ye Piao lovingly, and said lightly: "No one knows later, nor where the Qingcheng went in the end! Human beings only know how to cover up and erase the ugly truth of the past, and keep the truth silent forever!"

After a slight pause, the old sword saint said another sentence that made Ye Piao's whole body almost condense into ice in an instant!
Chapter completed!