After returning to the city, the king, Ji Donghai, Ning Feng and other commanders gathered in the hall.

Ji Donghai said: "According to the current situation, it will be difficult to capture the last city. Even if we capture it, we will not be able to enter the Star Realm. We do not have the strength to do so."

The king was silent.

The rest of us naturally know this truth.

The king said: "In this case, let's maintain stability."

"The only solution now is the dozen or so Star Clan ancestors who are about to arrive."

At this point, everyone fell silent. The crisis brought to the human race by these dozen or so ancestors was devastating.

The King looked at Ning Feng and asked, "How is the preparation for the Fire Plan going?"

Ning Feng said: "The quota has been confirmed, and we have almost arrived at the scene, so we can set off at any time."

The king nodded, "There is a space formation set up inside. Once activated, it can be teleported hundreds of thousands of miles away from the earth. Even if those ancestors have great magical powers, they will not be able to stop it."

Everyone sighed that the king was indeed far-sighted, but at the same time, there was a hint of sadness in their hearts.

Countless generations of warriors fought and died on the Star Gate battlefield, and were buried in a foreign land.

It was only for the temporary prosperity of the planet, but I didn't expect that this day would come.

"There is no need to do so. We have survived for thousands and tens of thousands of years. What else can we not see through? As long as we have the fire, the Earth will not be destroyed, and the human race will not be destroyed."

The king said.

The others also fell silent and didn't say much.

Indeed, they have been fighting till now, and there is still nothing they cannot see through.

I just feel angry.

Zou Zhuang clenched his fist and said, "When that day comes, we will simply not need our planet Earth anymore. Warriors from all countries will gather at the Star Gate battlefield and directly fight their way into the Star Realm to kill to their heart's content."

"Yes, that's right."

"I also want to see what this land that has persecuted my planet for tens of thousands of years looks like."

"Even if I die there, I still want to see it."

The others all agreed. Since they could kill either side with a sword, they might as well charge into the star realm and kill to their heart's content.

They all wanted to fight their way to the star realm to take a look.

As everyone was talking, the king suddenly looked at Ning Feng and asked, "Is there any news about your father?"

Hearing this, everyone instantly quieted down and their eyes were focused on Ning Feng.

Ning Zhan went to that race, and it was the first time many people knew that Ning Zhan had a relationship with that race.

But no one knows what the specific connection is.

Ning Feng shook his head and said, "There has been no news."

Ning Feng had a blank expression on his face, and no emotion could be seen, but deep down, he also wanted to go and take a look at that tribe.

See where Axiang is, see where mother is.

……

A large desolate area, with yellow sand filling the sky and corpses blown up by the wind.

Sometimes there were flashes of fire across the sky, and sometimes there were spirits that turned into roars.

I don’t know how many lives have been destroyed in this world, and the resentment has not dissipated until now. It is like purgatory on earth. Even if one reaches the ultimate martial saint, he cannot withstand such a decline and will probably be trapped in death forever.

Among them, a figure walked firmly, his body being torn by souls and refined by flames.

The terrifying thing is that even with Ning Zhan's strength as a Martial God, he was covered in blood, his soul was torn apart, and he was severely burned by flames.

Finally, he came to a deserted area and stopped.

In this area, there are countless huge iron chains, extending from nowhere, all gathered on one piece of land.

Then, I took root there.

Boom boom boom,

There was a sound of hitting metal.

Ning Zhan saw an old man with bare upper body, ponytail and muscular body, chopping the iron lock with an iron axe.

Bang bang bang,

He swung it down again and again, and he knew how many times he swung it, but the iron axe only caused sparks to fly, and it seemed that it could not cause any damage to the iron chain at all.

But the old man was tireless and just kept chopping mechanically.

If you look closely from the front, you can see that his eyes are already numb and have lost all their luster.

A trace of soul energy. Strictly speaking, the old man has already fallen, leaving only the last wisp of soul. No one knows what kind of power is supporting him and keeping that last wisp of soul immortal.

"Axiang."

thump,

Ning Zhan knelt on the ground in front of the old man and kowtowed several times. Finally, he kept his head on the ground for a long time without raising it.

Ah Xiang seemed not to hear and continued swinging his battle axe.

Sonorous,

Suddenly, the battle axe broke, cracking in the middle and then shattered into metal fragments.

The next moment, A Xiang paused, then took out a machete and continued to swing it.

Ning Zhan couldn't calm down for a long time. He stood up and walked to the middle of the chain.

Through the hazy formation, he vaguely saw the scene inside.

Ning Zhan said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoyin... I'm here, I'm Ning Zhan."

After a long while, a woman's voice rang out, also trembling, "Brother Zhan, you're here."

Then, a woman's sobbing voice came from below, "How did you find me?"

Ning Zhan rarely showed a look of grief, and said: "I felt Ah Xiang's aura and found this place."

Hearing this, Yiyin was startled and said with concern: "You have become a martial god, but your essence cannot be consumed in this way."

Ning Zhan interrupted, "It's okay."

He walked forward step by step, and finally arrived in front of the formation.

"break."

With a roar, endless energy surged, and the terrifying power of the God of War impacted the formation.

boom,

But Ning Zhan was knocked flying by the impact, but he saw the scene in the formation.

She was a woman with thousands of chains piercing her body, nailed to a black stone. She had shed blood for who knows how many years, and the blood had dyed a large area of ​​the black stone red.

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