1467: C1467 The Desolate Race Warriors Would Never Back down

C1467 The Desolate Race Warriors Would Never Back down

The young man of Desolation Race, huang Hui, said with an anxious expression on his face.

"Master, please save our Desolation Race!"

"Our Desolation Race has been guarding the Desolate Divine Fruit for millions of years! We are waiting for your arrival! So that we can present the Desolate Divine Fruit to you! "

" Master! "

The young man from the Desolation Race, huang Hui, slammed his head onto the ground, producing a series of crashing sounds. Blood flowed out from his head, but he didn't know it.

"Desolation Race? Desolate Divine Fruit?"

"I am duty-bound to face the danger of the Desolation Race!"

"Lead the way and we will head to the Desolation Race!"

Faang Fann waved his hand and gave the order. His eyes sparkled.

Faang Fann had already sensed the characteristics of the warriors of the Desolation Race. Every one of them was a natural warrior! They had all the good qualities of warriors!

Furthermore... They were also his most important source of power of faith!

Every single cultivator from the Desolation Race was a reserve force for fanatics!

The reason Faang Fann was able to obtain nearly 200,000 power of faith every day was actually mostly provided by the Desolation Race!

It was reasonable and reasonable that Faang Fann needed to save the Desolation Race!

Following Faang Fann's command, everyone immediately rushed to where the Desolation Race was located!

In the depths of the Howling Valley, there was a thick black fog, surrounded by mountains, and the terrain was complicated. This was also the reason why the Forsaken was able to hide here for so long.

At this moment, outside the inner city of Desolation Race. Hundreds of thousands of cultivator had surrounded this place, and the battle was raging!

"Desolate Dry! You old fellow! Hand over the Desolate Divine Fruit to us, and your Desolation Race will still be able to survive here! All the major powers will still be able to coexist with each other!"

" Or else... hehe... Today will be the day of your Desolation Race's extinction!"

Among the crowd, a man with an obvious black horn on his head said proudly.

"Brahma's Death! You're delusional!"

"The Desolate Divine Fruit was given to us by His Excellency Desolate God! This is the divine fruit of His Excellency Desolate God! How dare you blaspheme the Desolate Divine Fruit! You will suffer the wrath of heaven!"

" Warriors of the Desolation Race! Even if you have to drain the last drop of your blood, you must fight to the end! Fight! Fight!"

" Where are the warriors of the Desolation Race! "

"We are willing to advance and retreat with the patriarch!"

"We are willing to live and die with the patriarch!"

"I am invincible!"

The patriarch of Desolation Race, huang, wiped the blood off his face and couldn't help but smile.

This... was the true man of the Desolation Race! The bloody man of the Desolation Race!

The warriors of the Desolation Race would never retreat!

In the end, the battle was determined by the will!1

The horn of war had been blown. The patriarch of the Desolation Race, huang Gan, couldn't help but look up at the sky. His face was deathly silent!

"When the last drop of blood drops down, when the Desolate Divine Fruit drops down, his Excellency Desolate God will return from the sky! He will return with countless powerful divine warriors in a bloody battle! "

The patriarch of Desolation Race, huang Gan, murmured to himself. He couldn't help but think of the divine language passed down by the Prophet.

No one knew which Prophet it came from.

"The Divine Fruit of Desolation... has matured!"

"Then there's still... The last drop of blood..."

"Great Lord Desolate God, in order to welcome your return, our Desolation Race warriors are willing to drain the last drop of blood!"

The patriarch of the Desolation Race murmured to himself. As he spoke, his eyes lit up!

The bloody battle was going to start in the end!

Was this the end of Desolation Race's road? A brand new chapter was about to begin...

"Huang Gan! You stupid fellow! The so-called Desolate God has been dead for tens of thousands of years!"

"He has already fallen!"

"We are all the Forsaken! In the eyes of the gods, we are the dirtiest ants and bugs!"

"You are still holding onto unrealistic expectations! Ridiculous! Foolish!"

"Today will be the end of your Desolation Race!"

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