1469: C1469 Break the Formation

C1469 Break the Formation

In the face of the raging flames of war, the patriarch of the Desolation Race stood on top of the inner city wall of the Desolation Race, firmly supporting the operation of the grand formation!

Behind him, tens of thousands of Desolation Race's clansmen supported him with all their strength, their expressions the same as before!

Even if they were very likely to die in the upcoming war... However, they didn't care at all. In fact, they even felt a sense of relief!

To the warriors of Desolation Race, the battlefield was their best home.

It was their lifelong wish to die on the battlefield!

This wish seemed exceptionally real!

The Desolation Race's great protective formation gradually became shaky under the ferocious attacks time and time again...

The grand formation of the Desolation Race had lasted for too long...

As the frenzied attacks continued, it finally collapsed because it couldn't bear it anymore...

"Puhwark..."

The patriarch of Desolation Race, huang Gan, felt his brother's blood and qi surging. His body also started to tremble crazily, and his eyes were shining with a bright light...

The backlash from the destruction of the Desolation Race's grand formation was too strong!

"Huang Gan! Already at this point, kneel down and surrender! Jie Jie... kneel down and beg for mercy. We might be able to leave you with your life! "

As Xing Mie spoke, the anxiety on his face grew stronger and stronger.

After eliminating the Desolation Race, they would be able to obtain the Desolate Divine Fruits... and their cultivation base would improve by leaps and bounds!

At that time, they would no longer have to hide in the depths of this dark and gloomy Howling Valley. They would be able to go out and conquer a piece of land and expand their territory! They would respect the emperor!

"Warriors of the Desolation Race can only die in battle!"

"Furthermore, with all of you... You are not qualified to make the warriors of the Desolation Race retreat!"

"Fight!"

The patriarch of the Desolation Race, huang Gan, let out a furious roar and dashed forward. He was ready to fight to the death!

However, before he died, he had to drag a few scapegoats along with him!

"Rage of Huang!"

"Huang's slaughter!"

"The Blood Blade of Famine!"

Bang! Bang!

Clang, clang...

Clang, clang, clang...

He was fighting against the five paragons of the three major factions all by himself, yet he was not at a disadvantage at all!

Of course, such battles were basically overdrawing his future potential and lifespan. Naturally, he would not be able to hold on for long.

"So strong!"

"As expected of the patriarch of the Desolation Race!"0

"If I give you another hundred years, perhaps you will be able to take that crucial step and become a Saint realm expert!"

"When that time comes, there won't be any chance for us to survive in the Howling Valley!"

"Right now, I have to kill you!"

"Kill!"

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Blood flowed like a river, and corpses littered the ground!

Desolation Race... A massacre was underway!

It was heading towards its end in the midst of countless massacres!

More than a hundred thousand Desolate Destroying Alliance's cultivator was massacring tens of thousands of Desolation Race's warriors!

Even in the face of such a huge disadvantage, the Desolation Race warriors never took half a step back!

Behind them were the women and children of the Desolation Race!

If the defensive line was broken, the existence they wanted to protect would become an illusion!

These women and children of the Desolation Race would become slaves! They would become slaves of all races! They would be sent to one plane after another to be sold cheaply!

They were destined to fight to the end to protect the faith in their hearts.

Death... Instead, it was a form of relief!

To be able to die on the battlefield, this was the pride of a warrior!

More than ten thousand warriors of the Desolation Race were gradually losing their lives in the battle...

For these warriors of the Desolation Race, as long as they were still alive, they could continue to fight to the death!

A warrior of the Desolation Race who had both his hands broken bit his blade with his mouth and rushed towards the enemy. With his huge strength, he instantly beheaded the enemy!

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