What are the fears of death?

At that time, that girl Bai Yan will definitely avenge him.

In this way, it's worth his death.

"Holy Lord, we..." Ren Yi and others changed their faces. Just as they were about to say something, they saw Zheng Qi raise his hand and stop them.

"Let's go, we'll retreat to the Holy Island immediately."

"Boss!"

The other elders' faces turned pale and they immediately turned their eyes to Zheng Qi.

Zheng Qi closed his eyes and looked at Chu Ran who had already rushed into the battlefield, with deep pain in his heart.

"For the Holy Land, we can only retreat! I cannot let all the geniuses in the Holy Land be buried here!"

Wouldn't he be heartbroken if he left Chu Ran behind? But as the great elder, he has the responsibility to support Chu Yifeng as the Holy Lord, so he must never die!

At least……

Before Chu Yifeng could stand at a height higher than the Holy Lord, he could not die before avenging the Holy Lord!

There was a sense of sadness and anger flowing throughout the mountains.

But Chu Ran was almost unable to resist. Seeing that those people were not taking action for a long time, he turned around and shouted: "Go away!"

puff!

Just as Chu Ran turned around, a palm wind fell on his shoulder, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he took a few steps back in a mess.

At this moment, everyone came to their senses.

They are not only here to die in vain, but also to the Lord's burden, which will distract him from the battle.

Perhaps because he figured it out, everyone looked at Chu Ran reluctantly and quickly walked into the holy land.

The enemies on the opposite side probably did not take the holy land seriously, but did not stop them from leaving. Instead, they were teasing Chu Ran, as if they wanted to know when this man could last...

When Chu Ran saw that those people had entered the holy land, he felt relieved and laughed out loud.

"I, Chu Ran, have poor abilities and cannot stop you from here, but I can use my life to protect all the disciples of the Holy Land."

The strong wind suddenly rose, Chu Ran's ink hair rose lightly in the wind, his smile was arrogant and unrestrained, and a sarcastic curve appeared on his face.

"Old ancestor is here. Today, I will never be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation at the cost of my soul and die with these enemies!"

After Chu Ran laughed, his momentum suddenly rose rapidly, and the whole world became gloomy, with lightning and thunder.

Zheng Qi, not far away, seemed to notice something, stopped and turned to look at the mountain gate. After his old face was pale, a line of old tears flowed down, his eyes were sad.

After all, the Holy Lord used that method?

In order to preserve the holy land, he would rather pay such a tragic price!

In the future, he will definitely make the holy land stronger and avenge the Holy Lord...!

"Boss?" Ren Yi also noticed something was wrong, but he knew not as good as Zheng Qiduo after all, so he frowned unconsciously, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Qi's eyes changed from the initial grief to the firmness.

"Nothing," he shook his head and glanced at all the disciples present. "You have also seen what happened today. The Holy Lord will sacrifice his life for us. In the future, you must practice with all your strength to make the group of people who killed the Holy Lord, blood, debt, blood, and repay!"

The disciples of the Holy Land's eyes were red, and the seeds of hatred had roots and teeth in their hearts, which made their expressions more tenacious.

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"
Chapter completed!