Xue Antian suddenly trembled, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes, followed immediately by endless sadness.
Xie Yuan is absolutely trustworthy, and he is the person he appointed as the leader of the Holy Clan after himself and Zhao Yuanfan...
But now, he is still alive, but he is dead.
And now, I will also...
Holy race, is there still hope?
"You haven't thought about it yet?"
Su Xian said calmly: "My patience has its limit. If you still don't decide, hurry up and take out your trump card. I want to see if your trump card can hurt me."
Cultivating the Nine-Yuan Holy Lotus Art to the highest level is not just as simple as a clone.
Its efficacy has also been greatly improved.
If they were all gathered into oneself, it would almost represent the defense of nine A-level magic weapons.
This level of defense...
No matter how much the small universe explodes in Xue Antian, it is impossible to hurt himself.
Even if Su Xiaolian, the king of the Zerg, wants to break his own defense, it is not that simple.
Xue Antian closed her eyes and could clearly hear the voice coming from her mouth.
"Wait a minute, I...I agree."
After saying these few words, he instantly aged a hundred years.
These three words are almost as good as ruining the future of the Saint Clan.
But when a strong man breaks his wrist, sometimes he has to make sacrifices.
Xue Antian closed his eyes, with tears slowly falling from the corners of his eyes. He smiled bitterly and said: "I agree, you want the activation keys for all starships, right? I'll give you... I'll give you everything...
"
"Say it."
Su Xian said calmly: "Icarus!"
"Here, Master."
The figure of Icarus slowly appeared behind him, with wings spread out behind him, a moving aperture, and unfocused eyes, with countless data streams emerging within it.
"You can say it now."
Xue Antian smiled bitterly and slowly told Su Xian the keys to all the starships.
Together with that, the entrance to the dark space,
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but sigh bitterly, and said: "Su Xian, I have told you everything I should tell you. I only hope that for the sake of my king, you will leave a glimmer of hope for my saint clan.
For the sake of others and yourself, leave a way out."
"Don't worry, I keep my word. Uncle Xue, it's time for you to get on your way."
Su Xian said seriously: "I will bring your ashes back to Miss Xueluoxia."
"Thank you very much."
Xue Antian let out a long sigh, gathered his true energy in his palms, raised his hand, and struck his Heavenly Spirit Cover hard with his palm!
A bang sound...
Brain burst.
But Xue Antian was still dying. He looked at Su Xian steadily, but his eyes gradually began to lose focus, and he said intermittently: "Don't worry... the reincarnation of the saints... needs to go through complicated rituals, and lose one's life like this.
The man in the snow who cannot be reincarnated has finally disappeared completely, including the four holy generals, everyone... Don't worry, the saints are no longer a threat, you can rest assured... Don't worry..."
His voice gradually became lower and lower until it was inaudible.
It was a dark snowy day and there was no sound at all.
"Master, I have detected that the other party has no life breath. It seems that he is really dead."
Icarus said proactively.
"Incinerate it and collect his bones."
Su Xian sighed: "You have to leave it to the Xue family. Move quickly. This farce is about to end!"
Isn't it just a farce?
The opponent was originally from the Alliance, but suddenly forcibly changed into a Saint... As a result, this battle became more like an internal strife.
What is lost is all the strength of the human race itself.
He sighed and turned around, and Icarus had directly released blazing flames through his own energy.
Scorching flames surrounded Xue Antian's body.
After a while...
There is only white dust left in the universe.
Icarus collected all the ashes... and said: "Master, you can begin."
"Then let's start the remote control."
"yes."
Icarus nodded.
And at this time...
total star.
The homeland that the Saints have accumulated for many years, and the prosperous modern city, have all been destroyed by the flames of war of the human soldiers... The Saints could not escape the edge of destruction, but fortunately, the soldiers who went out to fight rushed back as quickly as possible.
.
Everyone jumped out of the starship and joined the Saints' troops.
This can be regarded as protecting the saint people, and then the soldiers from both sides gathered in one place, fighting and retreating. Even though all the soldiers of the Alliance and Empire rushed to join the battle... but they relied on the advantage of the location, although they suffered casualties
It was tragic, but it kept retreating without chaos.
Fight and retreat...
The surrounding environment gradually changed from the prosperous steel world to the desolate ancient world.
There was a scorching smell of sulfur everywhere, the ground was a dry earth with charred black cracks, and in the distance, you could see the volcano that was still spewing lava.
This is the last base of the Saint clan...
"Everyone, step back. Soldiers with Nascent Soul level cultivation are on top. They will escort the women and children into the Holy Land first. Hold on, the God's Envoy is coming to support us!"
Zhao Jianguo stood on a high place, shouted loudly, and tried his best to direct the battle. It can be said that the Holy Clan has not been in chaos until now, and Zhao Jianguo's contribution is indispensable.
"Zhao Jianguo!!!"
An angry roar.
Although Zhao Ziying was a minor, she could no longer bear it and rushed forward. Holding the spirit card in her hand, she was swaying it as if she wanted no money. Years of accumulation had allowed her, a minor, to burst out with energy that was far superior to Nascent Soul.
The lethality of the monks.
Within a radius of tens of meters, not a single member of the Saint clan was alive.
But her eyes were fixed on Zhao Jianguo...
Her brother, whom she thought was dead, turned out to be a saint. He was quietly hiding in the realm of the saints, allowing them to miss him and cry, but he didn't care at all.
Especially Ling'er, she secretly sobbed in bed countless times.
It was because of the tragic death of his father...
"Zhao Jianguo!"
Zhao Ziying roared angrily and threw countless spirit cards. With the blessing of spiritual power, they turned into countless torrents of true energy, mixed with wind blades and fireballs, and smashed towards Zhao Jianguo.
When Zhao Jianguo saw Zhao Ziying, he couldn't help being startled, and then he sighed quietly... and sighed: "Why did you come here? Just treat your brother as dead, okay?"
During the conversation.
With a flick of his hand, all the spirit card attacks were forcibly diverted.
"Don't worry, I'll let you die now!"
Zhao Ziying roared angrily.
"It's too late. We are about to retreat into the Holy Land. Within the Holy Land is the foundation of my Holy Clan. You cannot break through the defense of the Holy Land in a short period of time. When the Lord God Envoy returns, you..."
The words are not finished yet.
He suddenly felt the pull of Qi.
All the saints present raised their heads, and then the human warriors also discovered...
In the sky, an unmanned starship suspended suddenly appeared above their heads.
Countless cannon muzzles began to turn around and pointed downwards.
Start accumulating energy...
"It's the God Envoy. They are indeed back."
Zhao Jianguo shouted with joy.
Even the other saints were full of joy and shouted wildly: "Everyone, retreat to the Holy Land... Go to the Holy Land... Human beings will not be able to conquer the Holy Land in a short time!"
The saints began to flee desperately to the so-called holy land.