It's time.

There is no chance of anything left to chance.

In this way, no matter how much things are hidden, they lose their meaning.

So.

Under the instructions of the elders.

Everyone knows it too.

The foundation left by the god Jisu is about to be completely consumed.

They will face the army led by the two kings of the Inurong clan.

The bloody battle is about to begin.

The time starts counting down.

"The foundation of the God Jisu is about to be exhausted?!"

"This, how is this possible? That was left by the god Jisu!"

"That's what the guardian god of our clan left behind!"

"…………"

Many people can't believe it.

They grew up listening to the story of the god Jisu.

They had also witnessed the method left by the god Jisu, in which a dog-rong king was injured and escaped with one blow.

That's their hope.

It is also the source of their courage.

Everyone feels that no matter how terrifying the crisis the human race is facing.

As long as the foundation of Jisu God is still there and the Holy City is still there, then there is still hope.

But now, the elders told them.

The legacy left by the god Jisu is gone.

It was difficult for them to accept it for a while.

In addition, the wave of collision hit again at this moment, causing their morale to plummet.

"Although the legacy left by the God Jisu is gone, his will will always exist!"

"The human race will prosper forever!"

"God Jisu has prevented enough disasters for us."

"The younger generations like us should also strengthen ourselves and live up to the expectations of God!"

"He is watching us in heaven, and his will will help us."

"The human race will win!"

Zhao Lingyu came out with the sword in hand and turned to face everyone on the city wall.

Her voice echoed throughout.

Shocking.

It shakes the spirits of all those who seem depressed.

"I will lead the fight."

"The will of God Jisu will lead me to my own path."

"So what if I am the Inu Rong King?!"

"Why bother fighting!"

"The most you can do is die!"

"Our ancestors, in this vast land, initially only competed with wild beasts for food, but now we can draw swords against monsters."

"In addition to leaving us a legacy, they also have the most important courage!"

"Don't forget!"

"Faith to win!"

"Don't forget!"

"The human race will prosper forever!"

"Don't forget!"

"Fight!"

The words fell.

Zhao Lingyu turned around again, took one step forward, and stood at the front of the city wall out of thin air.

"war!"

"war!"

"…………!"

Many people were inspired to move forward.

Courage and passion are contagious.

More and more people are following suit.

The low morale was stopped and rose to an even higher level than before.

The blood of Pengbai surged on the city wall.

Even the aftermath of the collision between the Zun Quan Rong King and the sword shadow was greatly abrogated at this time.

"If there had not been this crisis, Zhao Yatou could have led our clan into an era."

"Her talent and talent are the best I have seen in more than a hundred years."

"I have always felt that she has the best chance of walking out of the path that countless ancestors of our clan have explored with their lives for hundreds of years."

"pity."

"There's no time!"

The white-haired old man sighed.

He really wanted Zhao Lingyu to leave.

But, as she said herself.

Under today's circumstances, if she retreats, it will be impossible for her to go further in the future.

"A bunch of ants have no idea that the king's methods cannot be matched by your mere bravery!"

After one blow, the two Inu Rong kings retreated again to take a breath and made disdainful remarks.

in their eyes.

The people in that huge city were undoubtedly flesh and blood.

The so-called boiling of blood will only make them look more delicious.

"It seems that their foundation is almost exhausted."

“I really can’t wait!”

"Let's talk first. The human woman at the front looks good to me. Her body is full of aura and her flesh and blood are fresh and tender. I have made a reservation for her in advance."

One of the Dog Rong kings was eyeing Zhao Lingyu who was at the front.

It opened its huge mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs.

"Okay, but those old guys have to give me more points. Although the meat looks a bit old, the chew should still be good."

The other Dog Rong King nodded and didn't fight for anything.

It is just a tender blood food, but it is still willing to give face to its companions if they speak out first.

In its view.

Anyway, as long as we capture this so-called holy city of the human race today.

If you get all their inheritance, you can cultivate this kind of blood food in batches.

So there is nothing to argue about.

"Come again!"

They move forward again.

The silent plaque also shines again.
To be continued...