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At the same time, they all turned their faces and set their eyes on the face of their last leader, the bald holy king.The long swords in their hands were also put down one after another.

It seems that they seem to have foreseen the end of their fate!Asking the Holy King with his eyes: What should we do next?

The Holy King sighed heavily.Gently closed his eyes.

However, how could he be so willing to accept his fate as a hero of his generation, the most powerful king of mankind in the world!

"All fighters, gather your formation, follow me out of the headquarters, and go straight to Fengyunwang City!" [

The Holy King gritted his teeth and spit out these words.Trying to make a final counterattack.

The ashes puppets are still being burned to real ashes, and the Beastmaster, Qingkuang, and the prehistoric monster clan still don't have the slightest extra strength at this moment.

Under the order of the Holy King, more than a hundred warriors of the temple followed him, bypassing the battle circle between the Ash Puppet and the Warcraft Clan, and rushed towards the volcano gate quickly.

"Holy King... little one..."

On the ground, a weak voice came from the burning soul who was already seriously injured and unable to move.

The thrilling battle just now made him fully understand what the Holy King did to the Miao Jiang clan. However, seeing the general situation is gone, the only thing he can rely on is the Holy King.

It's just that the Holy King and the many temple fighters didn't even look at Fen Hun, they had already floated past him.

Now, Burning Soul has lost any use value for the Temple of Light.

The Holy King led the last survivors of many temples, just opened the gate of the volcano, what caught their eyes was not the night and the stars, but countless burning torches!

In the astonished gaze of the Holy King, the most striking thing was the dark red ancient sword in the leader's hand—the Chilong Ancient Sword.

This sword, once at the top of the Black Stone, has already annoyed him deeply.Now, his master is actually standing at the door, and he and his subordinate warriors just opened the door of the volcano for them!

A burly man with star-eyed sword eyebrows stared at him sternly. He was dressed in a brightly colored battle robe, so red that he was domineering. The red made him fear like never before, the fear of human fighters.

"Holy King, you have nowhere to escape!"

Ao Junxie slowly raised the long sword in his hand, behind him, there was a slamming sound, and the swords of hundreds of warriors pulled out majesticly.

Only then did the Holy King see that behind Ao Junxie, who merged into the night, were countless ancient martial arts practitioners in black robes.

This attire was all too familiar to the Holy King.

That is the ancient clan of the evil land, those ancient warriors who were once enslaved by him and who bear the world's infamy!

Under the feet, there was a slight tremor, coming from far and near, and it became more and more clear.

More than a hundred masked warriors in white robes raised their swords in horror and looked back. [

Behind him, the beast king led the ferocious prehistoric army of monsters, rushing like huge waves.

In the front there were the clansmen of the evil land, in the back there was the legion of monsters, the holy king and the white-robed warriors, and they were completely surrounded.

A moment later, Ao Junxie saw that Qing Kuang, who was holding a Guqin, was slowly walking out of the volcanic cave with a Leizhu in one hand.Beside her is Xiaobao's protection.

"Ma'am, you are alright! The disciples of Wumian and Evil Land and I tried for a long time in front of this volcanic cave, but we still couldn't open the mountain gate. I didn't expect..."