Ji Tianxing took the fifty surviving soldiers and continued to flee to the Prajna fleet.

They have already encountered two teams of Qingyuetang God Kings, and they have both beaten each other to heavy casualties.

However, our side has also paid a heavy price.

The fifty soldiers who survived were all badly wounded, **** and ragged.

There are also several warriors in the Divine Sovereign Realm, who are dying and dying.

Such a tragic result left everyone demoralized and depressed.

Before they thought, if they can survive the interception of the two desolate kings, they will have a chance to escape back to the fleet alive.

However, after actually experiencing two interceptions, they were already desperate.

Although they are only four million miles away from the fleet, they have no hope and confidence that they can go back alive.

Every soldier had a hunch in his heart, and Qingyuetang made the determination to kill, and the **** king team sent to intercept them was definitely more than those two!

With their strength, being able to escape under the interception and killing of two hundred wild clan **** kings is incredible, like a miracle!

Perhaps, in the next moment, they will encounter the third team of the Desolate Kings.

In their current state, if there were no miracles, they would definitely die without a place to be buried.

The soldiers could only pray silently, hoping that the reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo would arrive as soon as possible.

Only this ray of vitality can save them.

...

In fact, the other three teams of God Kings in Qingyue Hall were all staggered with Ji Tianxing and others.

Knowing that the two teams suffered heavy casualties, they quickly turned around and headed north, chasing and killing the ‘culprits’ as quickly as possible.

The task is simple and the goal is very clear.

That is...before the fifty ‘criminals’ escape back to the Prajna fleet, they must be captured!

Fortunately, the distance between the two parties is not far. The third barren tribe **** king team chased north for half an hour, and then caught up with Ji Tianxing and the others.

"Swish!"

When the distance between the two sides was less than 50,000 miles, the **** kings of the desert tribe of Qingyue Hall, without hesitation, released the divine light from the sky and threw them toward Ji Tianxing and others.

The colorful divine light that obscures the sky is not intended to kill Ji Tianxing and others, but to form a mask that suppresses the world, suppressing and imprisoning Ji Tianxing and others.

The reason for this was also because Hall Master Qingyue, who was sitting in the Qiyue Mountain, gave an order after learning of the battle.

"Can't kill anymore! If we kill the remaining fifty criminals as well, how can we force them to confess?

In any case, be sure to stay alive and bring back to Qiyue Mountain! "

It was this order that made the hundreds of **** kings of the wild tribe cast a rat avoidance, without hurting the killer.

"Shoo! Shoo!"

Thousands of colorful divine lights quickly converged in the sky and condensed into a mask of thousands of miles, covering Ji Tianxing and others.

The ball-like multicolored mask quickly gathered and shrank, and released a powerful force, suppressing fifty soldiers.

The soldiers who were already on the verge of death and dying could no longer support them. The suppressed gods burst on the spot, their gods shattered, and they died directly.

In this way, the desolate gods and kings had not drawn their swords and swung their swords, and the soldiers under Ji Tianxing had been reduced by eight.

The forty-two surviving soldiers basically had the strength of the Divine King Realm, but their injuries were very tragic.

Suppressed by the colorful mask, these soldiers were unable to move at an inch, their strength was suppressed for the most part, and they could no longer exert any combat effectiveness.

When a hundred wild clan **** kings rushed to the vicinity of the mask, half of the **** kings joined forces to cast spells to increase the power of the colorful mask, and the forty-two soldiers had no choice but to catch and wait for death.

"Kakka..."

As the fifty **** kings of the wild tribe used their magical powers, the colorful masks of thousands of miles continued to shrink, and the light walls became more and more solid and thick.

The invisible force of suppression became stronger and stronger, and the forty-two soldiers struggled less and less, and gradually no one could initiate effective resistance.

Even though Ji Tianxing can make a comeback, break the colorful mask at any time, and kill the hundreds of deserted kings.

But he has to pretend to be weak and unable to show real strength.

After all, the opponent has fifty Desolate Kings who are responsible for casting spells and suppression, and the other fifty Desolate Kings are preparing to arrest people.

The most important thing is that he calculated the time, and the elite reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo should also arrive!

"Don't worry, everyone. The criminals have been suppressed by us. They are seriously injured and will soon lose the power to resist!

Follow the orders of this seat, and when this seat gives orders, you will enter the big formation to arrest people again! "

The leader of one hundred wild clan **** kings, a Qingyuetang elder with white beard and hair, said with a majestic tone.

The fifty God Kings of the Wild Clan who were holding swords and magic weapons had already spread out, surrounded by the gradually shrinking colorful mask, in an attitude of looking eagerly.

Hearing the elder's order, everyone agreed and obeyed, staring fiercely at the soldiers in the mask, quietly accumulating strength.

The forty-two soldiers in the mask thought that they would definitely die ~lightnovelpub.net~ and they would soon be divided into corpses by the desolate kings.

However, when they heard the call of the elder Qingyuetang, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turned out not to rush to kill, but to arrest us.

Phew... There should be no life-threatening for now, right? "

This idea flashed through everyone's minds.

However, more than a dozen gods will consider the issue more far-reaching, and they immediately realized that the other party wanted to capture them back to Qingyuetang, definitely to force Marshal Zuo to confess!

Once they can't stand the torture of Qingyuetang and confess to attacking and killing the people of Qingyuetang, the more than 90,000 people in the Prajna fleet will be stigmatized and sinful!

At that time, they will not only have no way to survive, but also affect all soldiers.

That's more terrifying than killing them!

At the thought of this, more than a dozen gods shuddered in anger, wishing to die with each other.

Time passed quietly.

Unconsciously, half a quarter of an hour passed.

At this time, Qingyuetang's fourth and fifth teams of God Kings were also on their way, leaving only a few hundred thousand miles away.

However, the elite reinforcements sent by Marshal Zuo arrived on the court faster than them.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

In the northern sky, there are three majestic divine ships, dragging their long divine light and tail flames, rushing towards them.

But within a few breaths, the three divine ships arrived in the field and came to the sky above the colorful mask.

"Swish!"

The hatches of the three divine warships opened quickly, and countless figures in armor and swords rushed out of the divine warship and lined up battle formations in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, all three teams lined up in the sky, surrounded by the colorful mask and the hundred **** kings of the desert race.

The Huangzu **** kings took a closer look and saw that there were 900 people in the three teams, all of whom were soldiers under the command of the God Emperor Prajna!