No one is willing to take a step back!
Either you die or I die!
There is also a third result, which is...die together!
However, as time went by, the war situation began to slowly tilt towards Feng Ziluan and the others.
After all, there are dozens of saints under her command!
Although, half of these people have fallen again.
However, they still destroyed Ye Qingli's side, at least 80% of the battle losses!
Above the head, it was now dark.
It was almost as dark as ink.
"Damn it NND..."
Mo Ziliang knelt on his knees and narrowly avoided the knife attack from behind.
However, the weapon in his hand also broke completely with a "clang"!
He felt that the last bit of strength was exhausted at this moment.
I simply don’t have the strength to stand up again.
Even the heaven-defying elixir Ye Qingli gave them.
I can't add even a tiny bit of spiritual power to them!
Mo Ziqing reluctantly raised his eyes.
Layers of blood almost covered his eyelashes.
Everything before his eyes was blurry.
He could only vaguely see a person kneeling in front of him.
Almost as exhausted as he was.
"Huangfu..."
"Are you still alive?"
"Boss..."
he said hoarsely.
"It seems that I can't continue walking with you."
"It's a pity that we originally planned to open Lingyun Hall throughout the entire cultivation world. Let everyone in the Five Elements Continent know our names..."
He laughed miserably.
"Anyway, I, Mo Ziqing, am just a commoner from the lower world."
"But it's worth it to follow the boss for the rest of your life!"
In front of him, there were only dozens of saint-level powerhouses left.
In this battle, they slaughtered 90% of their opponents!
No matter where it is placed, this is an extremely amazing result!
"It's a pity that it was still a little bit short in the end..."
Mo Ziqing used the last of his strength to leap up and rush towards the enemy.
However, as soon as his body lifted off the ground, he fell weakly to the ground again!
Layers of flesh covered with blood completely submerged him.
On the opposite side, the holy steps were approaching one by one with a death-like aura.
Each of them had bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes.
I wish I could tear these people in front of me into pieces!
God knows how long it has been since they felt that death was so close to them!
Jun Aohan raised his sword to the ground and looked at Ye Qingli who was protected behind him.
Now, the battlefield is full of blood.
Fewer than a hundred people could survive.
Moreover, all of them were injured, with broken limbs and arms scattered all over the ground.
"cold."
Feng Ziluan stood in front of him.
Her face was also very ugly.
After a series of bloody battles, even she, the saint, was unable to hold on.
This battle was so brutal!
It was so tragic that it far exceeded her imagination!
Only now did she know what Luo Chen's warning to her meant!
He didn't lose unfairly!
Who would have thought of it if they hadn’t experienced it personally?
A small Star Continent, a low-level continent that doesn’t even have a few saints.
Actually...can consume so many of them to death!
Feng Ziluan swore that if she could predict the future, she would never come here so recklessly.
But it’s okay…
She still won!
She is the one who stands in the final position of winner!
