Chapter 1370 Desolate Warriors, Never Give Up
Huang Hui, a young man of the barren clan, spoke with an anxious look on his face.
"Lord, please be sure to save our desolate clan!"
"Our barren people have guarded the barren fruit for millions of years! The reason is to wait for your arrival! So that we can dedicate the barren fruit to you!"
"Lord!"
Huang Hui, a young man from the barren clan, touched his head directly on the ground, made a collision sound, and wisps of fresh blood came out without knowing it.
"Desolate clan? Desolate God Fruit?"
"The danger of the barren clan is my responsibility!"
"You lead the way, let's go to the barren clan!"
Fang Fan waved his hand and gave the order directly, his eyes twinkling with light.
Fang Fan has already sensed the character of the warriors of the barren tribe, and every one of them is a born warrior! With all the good qualities of being a warrior!
And... they are also their most important source of faith!
Every Desolate Clan cultivator is a reserve for mad believers!
The reason why Fang Fan is now able to harvest nearly 200,000 Faith Power every day is that most of them are provided by these barren clansmen!
With love and reason, Fang Fan needs to save the barren clan!
Following Fang Fan's order, everyone flew directly to the location of the Desolate Clan!
In the depths of Wailing Canyon, there is a thick black fog, surrounded by mountains, and the terrain is complicated.
At this moment, outside the inner city of the desolate clan... Hundreds of thousands of cultivators surrounded this place, and the battle was raging!
"Huanggan! You old guy! Give us the fruit of the gods, and you can still survive here! Our major forces can still coexist with each other!"
"Otherwise...hehe...today is the day when your barren clan will be exterminated!"
In the crowd, a man with an obvious black horn on his head said proudly.
"Brahma is gone! You are delusional!"
"The Desolate God Fruit is fostered among our Desolate Clan under the Crown of the Desolate God! This is the divine fruit under the crown of the great Desolate God! You dare to blaspheme the Desolate God Fruit! You will definitely be punished!"
"I am a warrior of the wild tribe! Even if the last drop of blood is drained, I will fight to the end! Fight fighting!"
"Where are my barren warriors!"
"I would like to advance and retreat with the patriarch!"
"I would like to live and die with the patriarch!"
"Invincible!"
Huang Gan, the patriarch of the Huang clan, wiped a handful of blood from his face, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.
This... is his desolate man! The bloody boy of the barren clan!
Desolate warriors, never give up!
Fighting to the end is the will!
The horn of war has sounded, and the wild clan's patriarch, Huang Gan, can't help but glance up at the sky, his face is silent for a while!
"When the last drop of blood drips, when the fruit of the wild god falls, the crown of the god of wildness will return from the sky! He will bring back countless powerful god warriors in bloody battles!"
Huang Gan, the patriarch of the barren clan, muttered to himself, and in his mind he couldn't help thinking of a divine word that the prophet had passed down orally.
It is unknown which prophet the source came from.
"Now the Wild God Fruit... has matured!"
"Then there's still... the request for the last drop of blood..."
"Your Majesty the Great Desolate God, in order to welcome your return, our desolate warriors are willing to drain the last drop of blood!"
Huang Gan, the patriarch of the desolate clan, muttered to himself, and while he was speaking, there were bright lights in his eyes!
The bloody battle is about to begin!
Is this the end of the barren race? Starting a new chapter...
"Huanggan! You stupid fellow! The so-called god of wildness has fallen for thousands of years!"
"He has fallen!"
"We are all god-forsaken! In the eyes of the gods, we are the dirtiest ants and bugs!"
"You're still holding those unrealistic expectations! Ridiculous! Stupid!"
"Today is the end of your wild clan!"