Tianjian Palace's young palace master Jian Ming narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, his face showed a lot of killing intent...

"Anyway, that Fang Fan can't escape..."

"Let these idiots be cannon fodder. When Fang Fan runs out of trump cards, it's my chance to kill him completely!"

Jianming thought so in his heart, and immediately led the practitioners of Tianjian Palace to withdraw from the battle.

There are not a few forces with such thoughts...

...

Ten Thousand Demons Alliance...

"My Lady, what are we going to do now? Are we going to continue to fight to the end?"

A cultivator from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance said nervously, cold sweat frantically leaking from his forehead.

If you look closely, the left arm of this Ten Thousand Demon Alliance cultivator has been cut off, and the place where the cut is pitch black...

Before, he accidentally got a drop of black rain on his arm, and then the drop of black rain exploded, causing his entire arm to be abolished. At a critical moment, he chose to cut off his own arm and barely saved his life.

"Fighting... no... no need..."

"The people from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and the Earth Demon Sect have already gone to snatch the Nether Sacred Flame. We will only waste our combat power in vain if we stay here... In the end, the gains outweigh the losses!"

"Call... All the practitioners of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, follow me to evacuate! Head towards the center of the Chentian battlefield! Kill the gods and seize the holy flames of the Netherworld!"

The Ten Thousand Demons Alliance saintess Tianhu Meier glanced around the surroundings, and then frantically evacuated.

In the distance, Chen Tianshi, the princess of the Chentian clan, who was leading a small group of the elites of the Chentian clan towards Fang Fan's position, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the practitioners fleeing around her...

Just now, she saw that all the forces were targeting Fang Fan, and naturally she didn't want to stand by, so she wanted to lead the Chentian Clan practitioners to help.

It's a pity... less than one third of the Chentian Clan cultivators who are willing to follow her in the end...

Most of the rest fell directly to Chen Tian Ge, the son of the great worship of the Chen Tian Clan...

"If Fang Fan is safe, everything will be fine..."

"It doesn't matter if the cultivators of the Chentian family are not willing to help me, it's just that the prestige of Chen Tiange, the son of the great worshiper, is so strong..."

"My father told me to beware of the big worship line before. I didn't take it seriously before. I didn't expect the big worship to penetrate the family to this extent!"

Chen Tianshi squinted his eyes, thinking to himself, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

...

Sikong Yuxin, the goddess of the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce who was heading to the center of the Chentian battlefield, turned her head to look at the black rain, and her face couldn't help showing a stunned look.

"Why...why did I feel the power of some true gods...this is indeed the power of the dark gods, and the quality of divine power is not low..."

Sikong Yuxin narrowed her eyes, and the stunned expression on her face became more and more numerous.

"Who is he..."

"I'm not going to talk about my own mystery, but the guards under my command actually have a divine aura?"

"Reminiscent of the time when his pet under his command crossed the Emperor's Heavenly Tribulation, it seems that a true god secretly shot..."

"Could he be the reincarnation of a fallen god?"

"It's just because the divinity hasn't been fully stimulated yet?"

"Although it seems incredible, it seems to be the only way to interpret it now."

The goddess Sikong Yuxin lowered her head silently, her eyes shining brightly...

"It seems that I have to find a chance to test it out."

Sikong Yuxin thought to herself.

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