Nowadays, the battlefield is still very cruel. Even if Ning Fan kills more than ten strong men, he still can't change anything. Several Holy Lords and Patriarchs from the East have died in battle.
The demon clan forces are also retreating steadily. Although they can't see the quasi-emperor battlefield, Old Monkey and the others are still having a hard time.
"The situation is unfavorable. There is only one way at the moment." said an old man.
"any solution?"
"Sacrifice, use the huge blood energy to revive the will of the ancestors in a short time." The old man sighed.
The so-called sacrifice is to use the lives of many people to awaken the will of the ancestors of the human race, allowing them to revive and kill powerful enemies.
"No, if we do this, how many ordinary people will die," Zhang Yang said.
"If we want the quasi-emperor's will to revive, just one quasi-emperor would have to sacrifice the blood of 100,000 people." Zhang Tianshi said in a deep voice.
The old man said: "This is the only way at present. Our situation is very passive."
Mr. Fu has nothing to say now, because each major force has its own ancestral will, but it needs human blood to revive it.
Everyone was silent, and Mr. Fu did not dare to do this. Isn't this the same as letting ordinary people die.
Ning Fan recovered some energy and prepared to join the battle, but with the massive attack of the Western army, several strong men in the East suffered heavy losses.
Several Holy Lords have fallen, and even the old Holy Lord was shot dead in the air.
They have fought so hard that they are exhausted and unable to resist any longer.
One Holy Lord was nailed to the ground with a spear, while others were surrounded by several people and had no choice but to self-destruct.
Ye Lan, Ling Fei, Ling Shuang, and several senior sisters were all at the end of their game. They were coughing up blood and could no longer kill the enemy.
"Xiaofan, take them away." Wang Zhen said via voice message.
"Hurry up, I'm afraid we can't stop you."
Several seniors sent messages one after another, hoping that Ning Fan could take away their descendants to ensure the continuation of life.
Old Fu came up behind Ning Fan and said: "Xiao Fan, you have done your best, take them away, I will be the sinner."
Now Mr. Fu has decided to inform all parts of the country about the sacrifices. For the continuation of civilization, some things require sacrifices, and Mr. Fu is willing to be a sinner through the ages and let everyone make sacrifices.
"I will stay and fight until the end."
Ning Fan also made a decision in his heart and sent a message to Ling Fei: "Feifei, Tongtong, I have sealed her deep in the ice palace. I will send you away now."
"Ning Fan, what are you doing?" Ling Fei turned around and shouted.
"I'm sorry, senior sister, you should leave too!"
After saying that, Ning Fan activated the control panel and saw Ling Fei and the others' armors beginning to change, protecting them and flying directly towards the south.
"Xiaofan, don't do this." Ye Lan tried to struggle, but to no avail.
This was a small request made by Ning Fan when he first made the armor. When necessary, he could control the armor to form an escape cabin and send his men out of the battlefield as soon as possible.
Soon, the women were forcibly teleported out of the battlefield.
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhen also took action, decisively knocked Li Qingcheng, Lin Xiaoxiao and others unconscious, and told Yan Bing: "Girl Bing, take them away."
"Uncle Wang!" Yan Bing said reluctantly.
"You are still young. Only if you are alive can you have hope. I don't want to see you end everything here. Protect your junior sister and leave." Wang Zhen opened the portal.
Yan Bing struggled for a while and left the battlefield with the wounded in Bing Palace.
Originally, the major forces had already made preparations to retain their inheritance, but they were still participating in the war.
"Xiaofan, please leave quickly and leave this place to us."
"Uncle Wang, I won't let go of either side, so I will fight until the end."
Ning Fan took out the Immortal Killing Sword and rushed into the battlefield, killing everyone in all directions. Several heads flew up, but there were still many people in the west.