"I said you go! Leave the battlefield! Leave here from afar!" King Qilin held Yu Qilin's shoulder, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"As the princess of the Qilin tribe, I must live and die with the Qilin tribe. My father told me to leave, where can I go?" Yu Qilin's eyes showed a hint of perseverance.

"You can go anywhere, but you can't stay here!" The Qilin King said in a low voice, and his voice was unquestionable: "Immediately! Immediately! Take my Qilin headquarters elites and quietly leave the battlefield."

"Why?" Yu Qilin stared at Qilin King with his eyes tightly.

"Kunlun Mirror can covet the past and the future. He told me that the future disaster is unprecedentedly tragic. As a saint, the Demon Ancestor is far beyond everyone's expectations." The Qilin King lowered his eyebrows: "You stay here and you will be in vain. Only by leading some tribesmen out of the battlefield can you have the opportunity to get your life and get the hard-earned life. The most important thing is that you can't watch my Qilin tribes be buried here, right?"

"You have the last hope of the Qilin clan. The Qilin clan cannot be completely erased from the Great Wilderness world! I don't want to be the sinner of the Qilin clan!" The Qilin King lowered his eyebrows, and a hint of pain appeared in his eyes.

"My daughter can leave, but what about the father? Since this place has become a desperate situation, what about the father? Since there is no hope in the future, why don't the father leave with me!" Yu Qilin grabbed the palm of Qilin King: "Since there is no hope, then let's withdraw as soon as possible. Anyway, my Qilin clan has failed to compete for hegemony, so it's better to leave early and be safe."

"I am the king of the Qilin clan! I will bring them into the battlefield and share life and death with them! This is my responsibility as the king! Although the future is dark, we have always fought for life with the heavens. If we don't try, if no one gives, how can we win the only glimmer of life for countless sentient beings?" The Qilin king smiled bitterly: "If we don't fight for that glimmer of life, wait for the future Demon Ancestor to defeat the Dragon Clan, annex the Phoenix Clan, and destroy the God Clan, the world belongs to the Demon Clan, where can you and my father and daughter escape?"

"There are also saints! There are also saints!" Yu Qilin was excited and his eyes were filled with tears: "There are still saints who control the great power of heaven, why don't your father ask the saint to take action?"

"Haha~ You don't know how desperate it will be in the future. The Demon Ancestor is about to set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation to overthrow the entire Great Wilderness. Endless sentient beings were slaughtered, and all three tribes were killed and injured, and there was no sign of the saint!" King Qilin smiled tragically: "In the future, if all three tribes are destroyed in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, there will be no saints to take action. The saint lies high in the nine-level heaven and live in seclusion outside the chaos. He will never go against the power of the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor represents the power of the heavenly way and represents the principle of the operation of the heavenly way. How could the saint violate the way of heaven and do such a thankless thing?"

"After all, my three tribes lost, not because of the Demon Ancestor, but because of the Heavens in the Darkness." The Kirin King smiled miserably. The more he knew the corner of the future, the more he knew how desperate the future would be. How powerful the Zhuxian Formation would have been after the blood sacrifice of billions of sentient beings. The three tribes could gather all their strength, but they were still no match for the Demon Ancestor.

"Sometimes, I even regret seeing a corner of the future in advance! I would rather cover my head and go all the way! However, I can't help but feel curious in my heart, and I can't help but want to take a look at a corner of the future." King Qilin smiled bitterly: "You go! Keep the last seed for my Qilin clan. In the future, my Qilin clan will never interfere with the three tribes in fighting for hegemony. If the Demon Ancestor dies, the imperial road is a dead end."

"Daughter won't leave!" Yu Qilin's eyes were filled with tears. Her cultivation was high and she was still a child in front of her parents.

"Either you leave now, or I will commit suicide, and you will lead the remaining members of the Qilin clan to leave." The Qilin King stared at his eyes, his blood-red eyes filled with will that cannot be violated.

Yu Qilin sniffled when she heard this. Facing the unquestionable gaze of Qilin King, she couldn't help but turn around and leave, and her body disappeared into the void.

Yu Qilin led tens of thousands of direct troops from the Qilin clan headquarters and quietly left the battlefield without attracting attention.

East China Sea camp.

Zulong sat high on his head, and the Luoshu River map flashed in front of him, and his destiny and literature and science changed endlessly. A bright red blood-colored halo came from nowhere, gradually contaminating the Luoshu River map.

Seeing this, Zulong couldn't help but change his face, his face turned pale, and he sat upright with uncertainty.

"Father, what's wrong?" The eighth prince hurried forward and said respectfully to Zulong.

Zulong pondered for a long time after hearing this, and then said, "Come here."

Upon hearing this, the eighth prince walked forward: "What are the instructions of the father?"

"Kneel down" Zulong said with a serious expression.

The eighth prince had never seen Zulong's gaze so serious, and he couldn't help but feel a trembling heart. He quickly knelt on the ground, his voice full of confusion: "Father?"

"Listen to me!" Zulong's voice was full of solemnity. He rolled up the Luoshu River map on the table, then stared at the Eighth Prince with his eyes tightly, and pushed the Luoshu River map in his hand to the Eighth Prince: "Please take these two treasures."

The eighth prince was puzzled when he heard this, but he quickly put away the Luoshu River map.

"You set off immediately and lead my Dragon Ancestor's direct bloodline of 30,000, and return to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to hide. The Demon Ancestor will exist in the world one day, and you and the Dragon Tribe will not appear in the world one day!" The voice of the Ancestral Dragon was full of vicissitudes: "You have a saint promise to be with you. If you can't do anything, please ask Amitabha to come forward and you can also protect my Dragon Clan's bloodline. Please ask the saint to deal with it for a while."

"Ah?" The eighth prince was stunned when he heard this.

"As for the Luoshu River Map, these treasures are three more precious than the innate treasure. If the Demon Ancestor is sealed, there will inevitably be a new race in the world who will follow the general trend. If you contribute these two treasures, you can get a chance to breathe again for my dragon clan and get a chance to recuperate. Do you remember?" Zulong patted the eighth prince's shoulder.

"Father, has the matter really reached that point?" A hint of disbelief appeared in the Eighth Prince's eyes. He was not stupid, and a fool could not practice the true god of Daluo.

Zulong is clearly explaining his funeral!

"Haha!" Zulong sighed softly: "The dragon clan has been able to survive since the ancient times, and everything depends on preparation in advance. The cunning rabbit has three holes, let alone my dragon clan?"

A look of ugly expression appeared in Zulong's eyes: "I'm afraid there is no power to turn the world back. For some reason, since the Demon Ancestor captured Buzhou Mountain, Yu's heartbeats violently. He often had arrhythmia and his qi and blood kept surging back and forth. Obviously, something big happened! Yu's heart always had a bad premonition."

"Since something unexpected happens, why don't your father retreat to the East China Sea and wait for the opportunity?" The eighth prince was puzzled.

"I am the lord of the dragon clan. In this life, I fight for the great way of the emperor. There is no way out for the emperor. If I retreat today, I will die even worse in the future!" Zulong sighed: "It is false to say that fighting for the dragon clan and shed the last drop of blood, but in fact, I have to fight and there is no way out. If I retreat, I will never have the opportunity to become a saint in the future!"

Zulong stared at the Eighth Prince with his eyes: "Remember, even if there is no way ahead in the future, you must not follow your father's old path and must not step into the imperial avenue."

"As the prince of the dragon clan, how can I survive? I hope my father will entrust the other brothers with another great responsibility. I am willing to fight for my dragon clan to death and shed the last drop of blood for my dragon clan! I am willing to accompany my father to fight! Now the dragon clan is in danger, and as the true god of Daluo, I should be an example. How can I take a step back?" A hint of determination appeared in the eighth prince's voice.

"Nonsense!" Zulong was furious when he heard this, and a slap fell on the eighth prince's face, causing blood to gush between his mouth: "You have always been the only way to say it. If you dare to disobey your father, don't blame your father for being ruthless, and don't blame your father for being ruthless."

The Eighth Prince was shocked when he heard this, but tears flashed in his eyes. He picked up the Luoshu River map that fell on the ground, kowtowed at Zulong three times, and then slowly retreated.

Phoenix Clan

The second ancestor of Phoenix looked at the battlefield of the three tribes with his eyes. The ancestor of Phoenix suddenly sighed: "This imperial way is indeed not something that anyone can step on. I have experienced the taste of the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor back then. However, it has dragged down countless descendants and tribes of the Phoenix Clan."

"Honey, have you decided?" A trace of worry appeared in Huang Zu's eyes.

"Blue Bird! He has some fate with the saint, and he has greater hope of survival! There are also peacocks and rocs, all of which are your and my hopes." Feng Zu slowly stretched out his hand and held Huang Zu in his arms.

"Since you are all ready, then put life and death aside. The emperor's way cannot be regretted!" Huang Zu lay in Feng Zu's arms.

"But, for my own selfishness, I have implicated you, and I feel sorry for my husband." Feng Zu sighed.

"What does your husband say? You, I, husband and wife are one, and they will naturally live and die together. No one is involved in anyone else's words. Don't talk nonsense!" A hint of displeasure appeared in Huang Zu's eyes.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Feng Zu raised his head and laughed, his voice full of heroic spirit: "With this wife, what else can the husband ask for?"

"I'm sorry!" Feng Zu suddenly sighed.

"What?" Huang Zu was stunned when he heard this. Before he could react, he had already lost consciousness.

Looking at the dizzy Huang Zu, Feng Zu stroked his cheek, and a trace of tears appeared in his eyes. He was reluctant to leave. After a while, he said: "Blue Bird!"

"Father!" The blue bird came from afar.

Feng Zu stood up, dragged Huang Zu's body, and put it in the arms of the blue bird: "Your mother is infected with a bad disease, and only the saint can heal. Go and take your mother to see the living person quickly, and hope that the saint will be kind to save your mother."

The blue bird was stunned when he heard this, but he did not doubt that he had turned into a blue light and left.

"Perridge" Feng Zu called out again.

The "Father God" partridge came from a distance.
Chapter completed!