"No!" The deputy god of the Lia tribe roared in grief and anger!

However, he was too far away, and he tried his best to resist the attack of the Ster United Civilized Warriors on the other side.

The soldiers around the camp tents of the Rhea clan and the lowest cultivation groups gathered together, and the women with no cultivation had to fight hard, but they could only watch the tents turn into dust under the light of magic and unique skills, accompanied by the fresh life inside.

Until, the children and women in the last tent were also burned into dust in the flames.

The grief-inspired deputy tribe god swung his sword with all his strength, but the weapon was controlled by the locking knife buckle on a defensive top shield of the Stewart civilization!

‘It’s over…’ The deputy tribe god clearly realized that he had entered a desperate situation.

The defensive top-ranking sword hit his head hard, making him dizzy, completely losing control of his body.

The warriors around the Star Lord's cultivation level, Ste and civilization all have rich combat experience in the Sheila Galaxy. At this moment, the fragile state of the deputy tribe god who lost his body protection is a good opportunity. The magic skills of various Star Lord's powerful men, the weapons and long swords kept knocking him down, and the heavy sword of the defensive top warrior slashed hard at him again and again...

Life is passing...

When the deputy tribe god was dying, he used the training beads in his soul to say the words he had always wanted to say but was angry because he knew that the Mad Sword God would not listen to them, and he said it for the first time and the last time...

‘God of the Clan, please lead everyone to break through… We rushed out desperately back then to survive, not revenge. Revenge should be what the powerful Lea tribe can easily defeat their enemies! The children and women in the main camp were all dead. Children and women in the reserve camp, and the low-cultivation clans still need the protection of the clan gods. I know that the clan gods have always been suffering from the demise of the Lea tribe. If they lose their will to revenge, they feel that they have no interest in survival. But the clan gods should not be like this. The clan gods want to

I think everyone who believes in you, follows you, waves the young arms and faces of the weapons, and everyone follows you for life, not death. Now, it is still time. The clan god leads everyone to break through. Starting from scratch, the Leah tribe is more important than revenge. The clan can live and reproduce peacefully and have a truly powerful day in the future! I can't continue to fight with the clan god. The children of the reserve camp get rid of the tribe god's care. I am proud of following the clan god and think that a member of the Leah tribe is proud!’

On the side of the battle, the Mad Sword God had been siege by the top masters of the ten Ster United civilizations for two hours.

The first three top lords were already out of breath. Although their rich combat experience allowed them to control the consumption of true qi and restore balance in a very moderate manner, there was no worry about the continued true qi, but the continuous long-term battle has consumed too much energy.

However, the Mad Sword God, surrounded by black and red sword energy in the center, still had no possibility of taking it down quickly.

Just as the besieged top lords flew around, each recovering their true energy and finding reality, or waiting for the magic skills to be used again, the Mad Sword God learned that the children and women in the central government had died. In the training bead, he heard the last voice of the deputy tribe god when he was dying...

Sorrow and anger made his knife waving.

However, the shields of the three defensive top masters around him tightly surrounded him. He had no chance to chase the seven defensive top masters of the offensive spells that were surrounded far away. The seven people were all experienced in combat and had tacit understanding. They wandered around from afensive spells and had no one approached them at all. The magic skills of the Mad Sword God did not have extremely outstanding assault displacement ability, and only the usual flash movement spells could be used. However, he flashed, the three defensive top masters also flashed, and the attacking spells and flashed, which always gave him no chance to kill anyone.

The words of the deputy tribe god gave him a great impact. The death of the tribes and the destruction of camps made him feel heartbroken.

He would rather die here in battle. He recalled too much. He had believed that every clan had the same desire for revenge for many years. However, the words of the deputy clan god were like a pot of cold water, which made him know that even though the deputy clan god who had experienced the disaster of extermination had never said it in the past, his desire for revenge was not as strong as he thought.

They are for the sake of life.

His Mad Sword God once led his clans to escape from heaven, and what he has created for the clans is also a stable survival.

It is still important to be able to survive for revenge?

During the training bead, a wanted criminal from a mysterious garden said, "Captain, please order to break through. We have tried our best. If we continue to fight, we will all die. The commander should not forget the Lea tribes in the reserve camp. They have lost two deputy tribe gods. If they lose the commander again, how can they survive in the future?"

The God of Mad Sword replied in anger. "You are not from the Leah tribe! If you are afraid of death, leave yourself! The Leah tribe is not afraid of death! Today we will fight with Stre civilization to the end!"

The top master was silent for a while and said in a low tone, "Yes, we are afraid of death, and we would not surrender to the commander at the beginning. But although we are afraid of death, we are not without friendship. The commander has treated us well for so many years. We are willing to fight with the commander until the end. Those who are afraid of death and escaped have long left, and those who have not left will not leave even if they die. The commander may think that I am afraid of death and dissuading him, but the commander should not forget the tribes and women and children in the reserve camp.

Leading the tribe god, how will they survive in the future? The Steel United Civilization will chase and kill, the four tribes of the soul will eliminate the roots, they don’t even have the fighting power to be a thief, and they don’t know where the tribe’s money is stored in the mysterious garden! The leader is gone, will those who have mastered the money of the thief group be kind and voluntarily hand it over to the weak tribes? It’s very easy for the leader to die here, but he drags them all to be buried with him. This is not what the tribe god should do!”

When the Mad Sword God finished his angry catharsis, he actually regretted it. He knew that he had been a brother of life and death until now, and he regarded friendship as more important than his own life.

After hearing this, he remembered the tribes in the reserve camp. Looking at the faces of enemies around him, he suddenly gritted his teeth and shook back the three defensive top masters around him, turned around and flew away.

Among the ten sieges who were besieged, someone shouted, "The God of Mad Sword is about to escape! His true energy must be unable to hold on!"

When the Mad Sword God heard this, he suddenly turned around and a loud roar, and the sword burst out!

At the same time, the three defensive top masters who were chasing behind were thrown away with blood.

"Can I fight with the Mad Sword God! Those who are not afraid of death can come to me and try it-" After saying that, he glared at the aggressive top who flew around but did not dare to approach, and then slapped the flying tiger wings and rushed back to the clan members who were still resisting tenaciously.

"Brothers, let me break through the siege!"

Everyone knew that the soldiers who had been struggling would sooner or later be destroyed. When they heard this, they were all excited and shouted to respond.

The Lea tribes who participated in the main business worked together with the Mad Sword God to break through and fight with all their might—

After two hours, under the protection of many people who sacrificed their lives to break the back, they finally tore open the gap from the encirclement.

However, the top combat power of the Stre United Civilization and the Soul Clan who sensed their intentions were still pursuing only behind the scenes, and those who were constantly behind were killed.

After flying for three hours, we finally waited until the enemy's information interference talisman disappeared, and as the secret teleportation array that had been set up for a short time in the void became closer and closer, many top combat forces surrounded each other, chasing each other closer.

Once you are entangled, you will soon be surrounded by more enemies, and it will be difficult to leave at that time.

After a long continuous battle, the Mad Sword God's energy has been exhausted, his combat power has declined severely, and he suffered a lot of injuries when he broke through.

It seemed that it was not time to rush to the secret teleportation array, the Mad Sword God put his heart on his mind, "Everyone, go quickly! I'll cut off the back!"

Unexpectedly, the top master who had just dissuaded him grabbed him and said, "Captain, the Leah tribe cannot be without the leader, I will cut off the rear."

The God of Mad Sword was slightly stunned. Thinking of his misunderstanding not long ago, he knew that it was the words that made the top master have aspirations to die, and hurriedly said, "I just said something wrong. After breaking through, I apologize to you solemnly!"

"... The leader of the regiment was gone. I was already dead at the hands of the mercenary group, so today I had already set my mind to die. Now I am so entangled with the soul clan that is pursuing, and I can't survive. I'm more suitable than the leader of the regiment." The leader of the deity said as he activated the flash movement magic and turned around. When the God of Mad Sword shouted to chase, he was pulled by another deity and persuaded him to stop him. "Lead quickly! Don't let Xie Huo down! He tried his best to make the leader and the Lea tribe survive, not to ask the leader to accompany him to die!"

At this time, the voice of evil fire came from the training bead. "President Commander, please lead the Lea tribe to survive. My evil fire's biggest wish is to one day be able to compete indifferently with the first Dharma God King of Xinde Civilization. If the leader has the opportunity to see him in the future, he must tell him that a man named Xiehuo has also practiced the eighth level of hellfire! But he doesn't have the chance to compete with him!"

"Evil Fire, come back - come back!" The God of Crazy Sword struggled, but he was weak and could no longer break free from the tightly-crowned arm of the top master. All the other Lea tribes were persuading him and pushing him to fly...

The Lija tribes who rushed out of the surrounding area were behind, and the Star Lord was pursuing, and the magic skills of the Ding Lord attacked the next death.

Suddenly, the evil fire rushed out, and his open arms turned into a huge wall of flame light, covering the tail of the queue in a semicircle.

Immediately afterwards, the burning flame beam in the void universe built a hexagonal magic array.

Leng Hongyun, who was late, chased him faster than anyone else. Suddenly, he saw a man blocking the way with his flame spell in the void. He couldn't help but burn the flames with his hands in anger. "What's the matter! Dare to play with fire in front of me Leng Hongyun! Get out--"
Chapter completed!