Chapter 12676: Fighting the National Disaster Together

Chapter 12676: Fighting the National Disaster Together
"Your Majesty, let's go first!" Zulong, Xiao Kuangren and others also echoed, their faces full of worry and reluctance.

However, Ling Xiao shook his head firmly and said in a deep voice: "I don't need your death to have any meaning, I just need you to be alive. Before I fall, you must do your best to save your life."

His voice was calm, but it revealed unquestionable determination.

Ji Mingkong was anxious. She couldn't help but raise her voice and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you think about us? If you leave, we won't have to worry about anything and can focus on fighting!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and said slowly: "If I stay, we still have at least a 50% chance of winning this war. But if I leave, this war will definitely be lost. You are all my comrades, my brothers, I can't let you sacrifice for me."

"Okay, no need to say more, I have made up my mind. Now, we have to concentrate on defense. It's just a gap. As long as we work together, we will be able to stop the enemy's attack, and the sacrifice will not be too great."

In fact, Ling Xiao knew in his heart that the biggest problem was still Tuoba Tian.

Tuoba Tian is the most terrifying and powerful enemy. Once he appears, the entire battle situation will become difficult to control.

However, he believed in his own trump card and his comrades around him. As long as they were united, they would be able to defeat the powerful enemy.

Seeing Ling Xiao's firm attitude, everyone had to admit that his words made sense. They knew that Ling Xiao was the key figure in determining the outcome of this war. As long as Ling Xiao was there, they had the confidence to defeat all enemies.

"Okay, fight to the death!" Ji Mingkong took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. Others also nodded in agreement, with resolute expressions on their faces.

They knew it would be a tough battle, but they were ready and willing to pay any price to win.

At this time, the wind was howling, the war was raging, and a large number of warriors were rushing towards the narrow gap like a tide.

Ling Xiao and other masters of the Tyrant Empire were not afraid at all. They stepped forward and stood at the forefront. They used their flesh and blood to build an indestructible line of defense and vowed to block the opponent's attack to the death.

Although the gap is not big, every moment is filled with life and death struggles. As long as this place can be defended, there is still hope for the entire defense line.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of laughter broke the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield. Zulong's figure flashed, and he turned into a giant dragon, soaring into the sky. The pressure he exuded made the surrounding air seem to solidify.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but widen his eyes, shocked to find that Zulong had actually reached the martial soul realm. Although it was only the third level, this strength was enough to awe-inspiring.

The Ancestral Dragon opened its huge mouth, and a ball of blazing fire burst out from it, like the scorching sun falling to the ground, instantly swallowing up a strong man who was also in the Martial Soul Realm. After the fire dissipated, not even ashes were left of the strong man, as if he had never existed.

However, just as Zulong was about to continue his killing spree, a cold voice suddenly sounded. The ancestor of Qixia Sect, a powerful person at the peak of the martial soul realm, slowly stepped out of the void. His appearance instantly made the atmosphere of the battlefield more tense.

Zulong's face darkened. He knew that the ancestor of the Qixia Sect was extremely powerful. Although he was not afraid of him, if they really started fighting, it would probably be a tough battle.

At this moment, another voice sounded, with a bit of teasing and mockery: "Old Qixia, when did you become a dog of the Holy Church? Let's just watch the fun from the sidelines, why bother getting involved in this mess."

As the voice fell, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was the ancestor of the Murong family. His appearance made Murong Xue very excited. She knew that with this ancestor around, the ancestors of the Qixia Sect would not act rashly.

"Old Murong, your Murong family actually wants to help this kid, aren't you afraid that the Murong family will be wiped out because of this?" The Qixia Patriarch frowned, with a threatening tone in his voice.

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Murong simply smiled faintly, as if he did not take Patriarch Qixia's threat seriously. "If I don't help, then my family will be wiped out. Okay, old man Qixia, why don't we drink tea, chat, and watch this battle on the side?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across the eyes of the Qixia Patriarch. He knew that the strength of the Murong Patriarch was equal to his own. If they really fought, the outcome would be unpredictable, and he did not want to waste his own strength. So, he could only stop and said no more.

At this time, the owner of Tianjian Villa appeared on the battlefield. He was a sixth-level martial arts master. Although he was not particularly powerful, he was enough to pose a considerable threat on the battlefield.

Zulong saw this and instantly stopped being relaxed. He knew that the owner of Tianjian Villa was quite powerful and he had to go all out. He moved and turned into a dragon shadow, rushing towards the owner of Tianjian Villa.

"Son, take care!" Ling Yunlong and Feng Chi also rushed out, their voices filled with worry and reluctance.

The couple obtained abundant resources in the Tyrant Empire, and thus were successfully promoted to the Martial Soul Realm. Although it was only the first level of the Martial Soul Realm, their combined strength should not be underestimated.

However, as soon as the two of them rushed out, they were stopped by the warriors of the sects on the mountain. The number of enemies was too large and their strength was too strong. It was obviously not easy for the two of them to break through the defense line to help Zulong.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield was extremely unfavorable to the Tyrant Empire. They only had three martial soul realm masters - Zulong, Lingyunlong and Fengchi, while the other side, including the three chief priests, had thirteen martial soul realm masters.

This gap in numbers made Ling Xiao and others feel worried.

Patriarch Murong stopped a martial soul realm master, Zulong stopped one, and Ling Yunlong and Feng Chi teamed up to stop three.

The three chief priests did not take action for the time being, as if they were guarding against Ling Xiao's backhand. However, even so, there were still five martial arts realm masters on the opposite side and no one stopped them.

Although they are all low-level warriors in the Martial Soul Realm, their strength is extremely terrifying, enough to pose a huge threat to the Tyrant Empire.

Ling Xiao stood aside, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness. He knew that this battle was extremely difficult for them, but they had no way out and could only fight with all their might.

"Fight to the death!" Bai Zhou roared and rushed into the battlefield fearlessly like a ferocious beast.

His figure shuttled among the enemies, taking a life every time he swung his weapon, but he knew that it was difficult to turn the tide of the battle with his own strength.

"Fight with them!" Ji Mingkong, the usually dignified and elegant queen, now joined the battle resolutely with weapon in hand.

(End of this chapter)