Ji Tianxing took the fifty surviving soldiers and continued to escape to the Prajna Fleet.
They have already encountered two teams of God Kings from Qingyue Hall, and both of them suffered heavy casualties from each other.
However, our side also paid a heavy price.
The fifty surviving soldiers were all seriously injured, covered in blood, and their clothes were in rags.
There are also several warriors in the Divine Lord Realm who are dying and on the verge of death.
Such a tragic result left everyone demoralized and depressed.
Before, they had thought that if they could survive the attack by two groups of desolate god-kings, they would have a chance to escape back to the fleet alive.
However, after experiencing two interceptions, they were already in despair.
Although they were only four million miles away from the fleet, they had no hope or certainty of returning alive.
Every soldier had a premonition in his heart, and Qingyuetang made up his mind to kill them. The two teams of God King sent to intercept and kill them were definitely more than just those two!
With their strength, being able to escape from the attack of two hundred God-Kings of the Desolate Clan is simply unbelievable, like a miracle!
Perhaps, they will encounter the third team of Desolate God King in the next moment.
In their current state, if a miracle doesn't happen, they will all die without a burial place.
All the soldiers could only pray silently, hoping that the reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo would arrive as soon as possible.
Only this glimmer of hope can save them.
…
In fact, the other three god king teams in Qingyue Hall were all separated from Ji Tianxing and others.
When they learned that the two teams suffered heavy casualties, they quickly turned around and headed north, chasing the 'murderers' as quickly as possible.
The task is simple and the goal is very clear.
That is... we must capture those fifty 'criminals' before they escape back to the Prajna Fleet!
Fortunately, the distance between the two sides was not far. The third team of God Kings of the Desolate Clan chased north for half an hour before catching up with Ji Tianxing and others.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
When the distance between the two sides was less than 50,000 miles, the God Kings of the Desolate Clan in Qingyue Hall released the divine light that filled the sky without hesitation, and scattered it towards Ji Tianxing and others.
The five-colored divine light that covered the sky and the sun was not to kill Ji Tianxing and others, but to form a mask of light that suppressed heaven and earth, suppressing and imprisoning Ji Tianxing and others.
The reason for this was also because the leader of Qingyue Hall, who was sitting in July Mountain, issued an order after learning about the battle situation.
"No more killing! If we kill the remaining fifty criminals, how can we force them to confess?
No matter what, we must keep him alive and bring him back to Qiyue Mountain!"
It was this order that made hundreds of god-kings of the Desolate tribe surrender to the enemy without killing them.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Thousands of colorful divine lights quickly gathered in the sky, condensing into a light shield with a radius of thousands of miles, covering Ji Tianxing and others.
The ball-like multicolored light shield quickly gathered and shrunk, and released a powerful force, suppressing the fifty soldiers.
The soldiers, who were already on the verge of death and dying, could no longer hold on. Their divine bodies that were suppressed on the spot exploded, their divine heads shattered, and they died directly.
In this way, before the God-Kings of the Desolate Clan drew their swords, Ji Tianxing's soldiers were reduced by eight more.
The forty-two surviving soldiers were basically at the God King level, but their injuries were all severe.
Suppressed by the colorful light shield, these soldiers were unable to move even an inch, their strength was suppressed by half, and they could no longer display any combat effectiveness.
When a hundred God-Kings of the Desolate Clan rushed to the vicinity of the light barrier, half of them joined forces to cast spells to enhance the power of the five-color light barrier. The forty-two soldiers had no choice but to surrender and wait for death.
"Kakaka..."
As the fifty God-Kings of the Desolate Clan used their magical powers, the colorful light shield with a radius of thousands of miles continued to shrink, and the light wall became more and more solid and thick.
The invisible force of suppression became stronger and stronger, and the struggle of the forty-two soldiers became weaker and weaker. Gradually no one was able to mount an effective resistance.
Even if Ji Tianxing could make a comeback, he could break the five-colored light barrier at any time and kill hundreds of desolate race god kings.
But he has to pretend to be weak and unable to show his true strength.
After all, the opponent has fifty God-Kings of the Desolate Tribe responsible for casting spells to suppress them, and another fifty God-Kings of the Desolate Tribe are ready to arrest people.
The most important thing is that he is counting the time. The elite reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo should also be arriving!
"Don't worry, everyone, those criminals have been suppressed by us. They are seriously injured and will soon lose their ability to resist!
Follow my orders, and when I give my orders, you can enter the formation to arrest people!"
The leader of the hundreds of desolate god kings, an elder of Qingyue Hall with white beard and hair, said with a majestic voice.
The fifty God-Kings of the Desolate Tribe, armed with divine swords and weapons, had already spread out in all directions, surrounding the gradually shrinking multicolored light shield, looking at them with eager eyes.
After hearing the elder's order, everyone obeyed in unison, staring at the soldiers in the light shield with fierce eyes, silently gathering strength.
The forty-two soldiers inside the light barrier, who thought they were certain to die, were about to be cut into pieces by the desolate god-kings.
However, when they heard the call from the elder of Qingyue Hall, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It turns out they are not trying to kill us all, but they are trying to arrest us.
Huh… there shouldn’t be any life-threatening danger for the time being, right?”
This thought flashed across everyone's minds in unison.
However, the dozen or so god generals thought more deeply about the problem. They immediately realized that the other party wanted to take them back to Qingyue Hall in order to force Marshal Zuo to confess!
Once they cannot stand the torture and confessions of Qingyuetang and admit that they actively invaded and killed the people of Qingyuetang, then more than 90,000 people in the Prajna Fleet will bear the stigma and guilt!
By that time, not only will they have no way to survive, but they will also involve all the soldiers.
That would be more terrifying than killing them!
At the thought of this, more than a dozen god generals trembled with anger, wishing they could die together with each other.
Time passes quietly.
Unknowingly, half an hour passed.
At this time, the fourth and fifth teams of God Kings from Qingyue Hall were also on their way, only a few hundred thousand miles away from here.
However, the elite reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo arrived at the scene faster than them.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
In the northern sky, there are three majestic divine ships, dragging long tail flames of divine light, rushing towards them at lightning speed.
In just a few breaths, the three divine ships arrived at the scene and came to the sky above the colorful light barrier.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The hatches of the three divine ships opened quickly, and countless figures wearing armor and holding swords rushed out of the divine ships and formed battle formations in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the three teams formed their formations in the sky, surrounding the five-colored light shield and hundreds of desolate god-kings.
The God Kings of the Desolate Clan took a closer look and saw that there were nine hundred people in the three teams, all of whom were soldiers under the command of the Prajna God Emperor!