Ling Tian did not stop Yan Liang and others' actions.
Di Luan and other powerful men from the giant beast clan in the Desolate Realm have already fled without a trace.
With the speed of Yan Liang and others, it is impossible to catch up.
The remaining human warriors in the deserted world have lost their fighting spirit.
Faced with the pursuit of Yan Liang and others, he could only die by being slaughtered.
How many people can escape alive in the end depends on their luck.
Juan Qi carried Ling Tian on his back and arrived at Gong Hen's side immediately.
"Senior Brother Gong Hen!"
Ling Tian helped Gong Hen up from the ground and quickly injected life force into his body.
Although his injuries were equally serious, they were not life-threatening.
Gonghen's condition was obviously worse than his, and she needed more life force.
"I'm fine."
Gong Hen enjoyed the power of life for a moment and uttered a weak voice.
Ling Tian remembered what had just happened to Gong Hen and asked Gong Hen curiously, "Senior brother Gong Hen, what happened to you just now?"
"nothing."
Gong Hen smiled bitterly, but he didn't quite understand, "In the previous fight, I was lucky enough to enter the Dacheng Emperor realm. Somehow, the blood in my body started to riot, and it was out of control, until I killed Pu Dan. This The force of the riot subsided, draining my strength and causing me to be extremely weak."
"Bloodline?"
Ling Tian was thoughtful when he heard the words and seemed to understand a little.
The power of blood can be passed down.
After cultivating to become a saint, a strong person in the holy realm can condense his own bloodline.
Gong Hen's cultivation reached the realm of the Great Emperor, and he unexpectedly gathered the power of a strange bloodline.
Perhaps, his violent bloodline can be called the bloodline of the God of Killing.
If Gong Hen has any heirs in the future, he can pass on the bloodline of the God of Death.
However, Gong Hen was obviously unable to suppress this bloodline of the God of Death.
Once aroused, the only way to calm down is to wait until the strength is exhausted.
Before the power is exhausted, Gong Hen's consciousness will become extremely unstable.
You need to keep killing and fighting to keep your consciousness awake.
Fortunately, when Gonghen gathered the bloodline of the God of Death, it was the time when the Martial Alliance was fighting against the Desolate World.
If this had happened at any other time, there is no telling what kind of disaster it would have caused.
Maybe it will turn Gong Hen into a killing machine, killing everyone.
"Senior brother Gong Hen should use this blood less in the future."
Ling Tian thought that Gong Hen couldn't control his blood and suggested with a wry smile.
Gong Hen, who is in the Dacheng Emperor realm, has the power to suppress or even kill the first-class peak emperors after activating the Blood of the Killing God, which shows how terrifying the Blood of the Killing God is.
But the uncontrollable bloodline of the God of Death is undoubtedly a double-edged sword.
If you can't use it, just don't use it to avoid disaster.
"I see."
Gong Hen knew the shortcomings of the Killing God's bloodline better than Ling Tian, so he nodded without saying much.
After that, with Ling Tian's support, he sat down behind Jun Qi to rest.
After a while, the people from the Martial Alliance who were chasing the powerful men from the Desolate Realm returned one after another.
The fighting spirit on their bodies has gradually dissipated, but there is no joy on their faces.
In this battle, the Martial Alliance paid a high price...
Many friends who had fought side by side in the past died in this battle.
Even their leader paid with his life for this.
"Juan Qi!"
Seeing that everyone was in a heavy mood, Ling Tian motioned to Junqi.
Jun Qi understood Ling Tian's intention and changed his body shape, making it enough for the remaining twenty-eight people to sit on his back.
After all, everyone was exhausted after a battle and needed enough time to rest.
Although Juan Qi was equally tired, he still had no problem flying everyone back to Diqi City.
"Brother Wu Dao!"
Ling Tian stood behind Jun Qi and shouted to Feng Wudao.
Before Wu Po died, he handed over Wu Meng to Feng Wudao.
Even if Feng Wudao is not the leader of the Martial Alliance, he can still be regarded as the leader of the Martial Alliance for the time being.
At this time, Ling Tian would not take the lead and make any decisions for Feng Wudao.
"Everyone, let's go back to Diqi City first!"
Feng Wudao understood Ling Tian's meaning from Ling Tian's eyes.
After greeting the remaining members of the Martial Alliance, he jumped up behind Jun Qi.
Seeing this, the rest of the Martial Alliance took steps one after another.
When everyone gathered on Jun Qi's back, Jun Qi immediately flapped his wings and flew away.
The strong men from the Desolate Realm of Diqi City fought against the Martial Alliance, and the battle was brutal.
Combined, more than 400 strong men were killed on both sides.
But this was an out-of-bounds battlefield, and not a single body was left behind.
All the precepts these strong men had during their lifetime also disappeared.
What the surviving members of the Martial Alliance gained from the battle just now was the source of heavenly power.
Ling Tian killed many powerful people in the Desolate Realm, including peak emperors like Pu Zhen.
Now the amount of Heavenly Power he possesses has exceeded 400 drops.
Gong Hen, Ye Liuyun, and Luo Junlin killed many powerful people from the Desolate Realm, and the amount of Heavenly Power in their hands also reached hundreds.
However, because Juan Qi often assisted Ling Tian during this period, he did not kill many powerful people in the Desolate Realm. He still only has about seventy drops of the source of heavenly power he possesses.
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Di Luan took the remaining strong men from the Desolate Realm and fled all the way towards Diying City.
Along the way, even though they were exhausted, they still didn't dare to stop.
Ninety percent of the powerful people from the Desolate Realm of Diying City were dispatched this time.
In the end, only a few dozen people were able to return alive.
These people returned alive. If we include those who stayed in Diying City before, there are still hundreds of powerful people from the desolate world in Diying City.
Di Luan was obviously unwilling to accept this disastrous defeat and could not swallow his bad breath.
Now that several peak emperors have fallen, he can be regarded as the leader of the powerful in the desolate world of Diying City.
He wants to take revenge, reorganize his forces, and recruit more powerful people from the desolate world to live in Diying City.
However, with his appeal, it would be difficult to call too many powerful people from the Desolate Realm to move into Diying City in a short period of time, especially those powerful people from the Desolate Realm. It is estimated that few would pay attention to him.
At this time, outside Diying City.
A young man in white clothes hovers in the air.
With a smile on his face, he looked into the void, as if he was welcoming something.
Emperor Luan returned with his troops and saw someone outside Diying City, and he immediately became vigilant.
"Who are you?"
A moment later, Di Luan approached Diying City and looked up and down at the young man in white.
He didn't know the young man in white, but he was sure that the young man in white was not from the Wu League.
"It doesn't matter who I am!"
The young man in white smiled at Di Luan and said calmly, "The important thing is that I can help you get revenge!"
"Are you from the Cambrian Realm?"
Di Luan noticed the three Cambrian marks on the neck of the young man in white, and his expression suddenly changed.
The three Cambrian marks not only meant that the young man in white was a warrior in the Cambrian realm like Ling Tian, but also meant that the other party was the Great Emperor Dacheng.
"yes!"
The young man in white did not deny it. He glanced behind Di Luan and said with a smile, "More than four hundred people left Diying City, but now only a few dozen people have returned. You have suffered a terrible defeat?"
