Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

In the face of the raging war, the patriarch of the desert clan stood on the wall of the inner city of the desert clan, firmly supporting the operation of the guardian array!

Behind him, the tens of thousands of desolate tribes support them, and their expressions are the same!

Even if they are likely to die in the war next time, they don't care, and there is even a sense of relief!

For the soldiers of the desert tribe, the battlefield is their best destination.

To be able to die on the battlefield is what they always wanted!

This willingness is extremely real!

The desolate clan’s guardian array gradually became shaky under fierce attacks...

The guardian formation has persisted for too long, too long...

As the frantic attack continued, it finally collapsed because it couldn't bear it...

"puff……"

Huang Gan, the patriarch of the Huang clan, only felt a surge of energy and blood from his brother control, and his body trembled frantically, his eyes flickering...

When the Desolate Clan Guardian Array collapsed, his backlash was too strong!

"Huang Gan! It's all this far, kneel and surrender! Jie Jie Jie... Kneel down on the ground begging for mercy, maybe we can still leave you a life!"

As the patriarch of the Meteorite Clan Xing Mie spoke, the eagerness on his face became stronger.

After the Desolate Clan is destroyed, they will be able to obtain the Desolate God Fruit...The cultivation base will be advancing by leaps and bounds!

At that time, there is no need to continue to hide in the gloomy crying gorge, they can also go out, go out to lay a piece of territory, expand the territory! For the emperor!

"Warriors of the desert race can only die in battle!"

"Furthermore, with you...you are not yet qualified to make my desert tribe fighters retreat!"

"war!"

Huang Gan, the head of the Huang clan, uttered a roar, and then dashed straight ahead, he was ready to fight to the death!

But before you die, you have to take a few dead ghosts!

"Wild Fury!"

"Desolate Killing!"

"Desolate Blood Blade!"

Bang bang bang...

Sonorous...

Clang clang...

Fighting alone against the five great quasi-sages of the three major forces alone, it was not for a while!

Of course, this kind of battle is basically overdrawing future potential and longevity, and naturally it will not last long.

"So strong!"

"As expected of the patriarch of the deserted clan!"

"If you give you another hundred years, maybe you can really take that crucial step and become a sanctuary!"

"At that time, there will be no chance for our major forces to survive in Crying Canyon!"

"At this moment, you must be killed!"

"kill!"

...

...

The blood is flowing into a river, and the corpses are everywhere!

The desert clan... is being massacred!

Going to extinction in the massacres after another!

Hundreds of thousands of Desolate Alliance practitioners slaughtered thousands of Desolate Race fighters!

Even under the huge gap of inferiority, the desert tribe fighters have never taken a step back!

Behind them are the wives and children of the Huang Clan!

If the line of defense is broken, the existence they want to protect will become vain!

The wives and children of the desert tribe will become slaves! Become a slave to all races! They were sent to planes one after another for cheap sales!

They are destined to fight to the end to protect the faith in their hearts 1

Death... is a relief!

To be able to die on the battlefield is the pride of a soldier!

Thousands of desert tribe fighters gradually appeared casualties in the fight...

For these desert soldiers, as long as they are not dead, they can continue to fight to death!

A desert warrior who had broken his hands bit his sword with his mouth and rushed towards the enemy army. With his huge sprint power, he instantly cut off an enemy's head!