The memory of the villain was exposed, and the empress begged for forgiveness

In the mighty Dragon Palace.

Murong Xue's complexion was very complicated, she looked at Chu Yang, not knowing what she was thinking.

The Red Blood God General who had been shouting to kill Chu Yang before that also fell silent.

He looked at Chu Yang in shock and was speechless for a long time.

It never occurred to him that Chu Yang was just a quasi-emperor, but he possessed such terrifying combat power.

The Great Emperor was no more than an ant in front of him, and he could even defeat a half-immortal.

This level of combat power, even if he is a god general in the heavenly court, he is far from being able to achieve it.

Facing the eyes of the two of them, Chu Yang didn't care, he looked at the group of cultivators around him.

At this moment, the faces of these monks are full of the feeling that they have survived the catastrophe. They are very glad that they can survive this battle.

After this battle, they truly realized the horror of the evil race outside the territory.

Although Tianting has been guarding another big clan outside the territory, the situation of Tianting is much better than that of Dragon Palace.

After all, there is a supreme seal barrier, and the evil race outside the territory has never been able to break through, and they have never fought against the outsiders.

That's why they feel that the so-called extraterritorial evil race is nothing more than that.

Now after fighting against the Shadow Clan, they really realized how vulnerable they and others are in front of the Evil Clan from outside the territory!
Together, Heavenly Court and Dragon Palace are invincible.

The old dragon king in the high position looked haggard, and his expression was full of despair.

Outside the territory, invincible!
Apart from him, the other two semi-immortal-level powerhouses were also covered in blood at this moment, and the dragon horns on their heads were broken off.

It is conceivable how severely they suffered in this battle.

Not only them, but also those great emperors and powerhouses also suffered injuries to varying degrees.

It only took less than a day for them to fight against the Shadow Clan, but in this battle, they lost five Great Emperors.

The quasi-emperor and supreme emperor under the great emperor suffered heavy casualties.

You know, it is difficult for their dragon clan to have children. After this battle, more than half of the dragon clan's personnel have been directly lost!

No one could see the hope of victory at all.

Now that there is a crack in space, the shadow clan can continuously pour into this world along the crack, who else can stop their footsteps?
If these demons were allowed to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, it would be a catastrophe for the entire Ten Thousand Souls Continent.

No one is spared!

Even Xiao Qingluan, who had been lying on Chu Yang's shoulder, sighed, and said, "The gap between the Dragon Clan and the Shadow Clan is too great. There is no hope at all in this battle!"

"Even, I can feel that in the depths outside the domain, there is still the aura of the Red Dust Immortal, and there is more than one!"

Chu Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was extremely low.

"I know……"

When I was in the Xie Clan, I had seen the horror of the Red Dust Fairy, and it was still a Red Dust Fairy that had been suppressed for countless years. It needed to rely on the cooperation of the Heavenly Book and the Human Book to restore the seal.

One can imagine how terrifying the real Hongchen Fairy must be.

But in the depths outside the territory, there is such a terrifying existence, and there is more than one!
This is a battle with no chance of winning.

Even if the vitality of the entire Wanling Continent is poured into it, it is absolutely impossible to block the attack from outside the territory.

At the same time, noisy voices sounded behind Chu Yang.

"Let's withdraw our troops, don't fight any more, we can't win at all! We can't see any hope of victory, even if we continue to struggle, it will be futile!"

"My lord, we need to be clear about the situation! This is only the first time we have fought against the Shadow Clan. We have lost [-]% of the heavenly soldiers and generals in our Heavenly Court, and most of the monks have died! Only we are left to live here. Even if we fight again, we will only suffer a disastrous defeat."

"I don't want to die yet..."

"Why do you persist in a battle that is obviously impossible to win..."

"I still have elderly parents and babies who are waiting to be fed. If I die in battle, how will they survive?"

Chu Yang turned his head expressionlessly. He looked at these powerhouses of the supreme and quasi-emperor level, his face was full of grief, and the fighting spirit in his heart was completely gone.

There is no appearance of being a hegemon at all.

At this time, they are more like a group of poor people in a desperate situation.

From ancient times to the present, they have never seen such a terrifying battle. The strength of the Shadow Clan has long swallowed the pride in their hearts.

The eyes of the Red Blood God General were also full of sadness.

Looking at the soldiers who followed him through life and death in front of him, his heart was heavy, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

Murong Xue on the side was also staring blankly, she only understood at this moment, the cruelty of war.

I realized how ignorant and ignorant my previous thoughts were!
After experiencing this disastrous defeat, although the soldiers of the dragon clan were frustrated, none of them proposed to give up resistance.

As the most powerful existence in this world, they are equally proud in their hearts.

Sticking to this world has been their mission throughout the ages, even if they die, they will never back down half a step.

The monks in the heavenly court can also return to the heavenly court to cultivate themselves.

But if they retreat, where else can they go?

This is their homeland for generations, how can they just watch those shadow clan's offal occupy their land?

Chu Yang walked forward lightly. He glanced at the soldiers of the Heavenly Court who had no fighting spirit, and said coldly: "It is obviously impossible to win, so why persist?"

"Good question!"

"If you didn't have the bloody battles of many ancestors and sages, would you be able to stand here and talk about it?"

"If there were no generations of dragons fighting, would today's Wan Ling become the back garden of the Shadow Clan?"

"If you lose your fighting spirit after only one failure, then you can just watch the Shadow Clan kill all spirits and brutally kill the people you guard in your heart one by one."

"If you can't keep these invaders out, even if you can go back alive, what's the point?"

"People are mortal, and they may be as heavy as Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather!"

"If you want future generations to create a peaceful and prosperous world, then we must fight bloody battles!"

Although Chu Yang's voice was not loud, it resounded heavily in everyone's heart.

Those soldiers who kept shouting to withdraw their troops also fell silent.

They were thinking about Chu Yang's words.

That's right, if you don't fight to the death now, when the Shadow Clan kills them, are you kneeling down and begging them to let you live?
Simply ridiculous.

After a long time.

Chu Yang clearly saw that in the eyes of these heavenly soldiers, a raging fire was rekindled.

It is a belief that death is as home as home, and it is a firm will to open the balance for future generations.

Even the existence of the Dragon Clan was shocked after hearing Chu Yang's words.

At this moment, the infinite fighting spirit is condensed in the Dragon Palace, and it goes straight to the sky!
Maybe they will die in the battle, maybe this battle may not be victorious, but they dare to swing their knives at the invaders.

Why not die?
My generation of monks, why should we fight!