Chapter 885: Demon King Di Cang (3)

What is the fear of death?
When the time comes, that girl Baiyan will definitely avenge him.
In this way, it is worth his death.
"Holy Lord, we..." Ren Yi and the others' complexions changed drastically. They just wanted to say something when they saw Zheng Qi raised his hand and stopped them.
"Go, we immediately return to the holy island."
"Boss!"
The other elders whitened their faces and immediately turned their eyes to Zheng Qi.
Zheng Qi closed his eyes and looked at Chu Ran who had already rushed into the battlefield, with deep pain in his heart.
"For the sake of the Holy Land, we can only retreat! I cannot let the geniuses of the Holy Land be buried here!"
Leaving Chu Ran, wouldn't he be heartache? But as the great elder, he has the responsibility to support Chu Yifeng as the holy lord, so he must not die!
at least……
Before Chu Yifeng was able to stand higher than the Holy Master, he could not die before he avenged the Holy Master!
A sad anger wafted throughout the mountain.
But Chu Ran was about to be unable to resist it. Seeing that those people had been slow to act, he turned around and sternly said: "Go!"
puff!
As soon as Chu Ran turned his head, a palm wind fell on his shoulder, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and his body stepped back embarrassedly.
At this moment, everyone was relieved.
They are here not only to die in vain, but also the burden of the Holy Lord, which will distract him from fighting.
Maybe it was because they figured it out, everyone looked at Chu Ran reluctantly, and quickly walked towards the Holy Land.
The enemies on the opposite side probably didn't put the Holy Land in their eyes, but they didn't stop them from leaving. Instead, they abused Chu Ran, seeming to want to know how long this man can hold on...
When Chu Ran saw those people had entered the Holy Land, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly.
"I'm okay, I'm not good at it, I can't stop your steps here, but I can protect all the disciples in the Holy Land with my life."
The violent wind suddenly rose, Chu Ran's ink hair was shallow in the wind, his smile was arrogant and presumptuous, and his face raised a sardonic arc.
"The ancestors are here, today, at the cost of my soul, I will never step into reincarnation forever and die with this group of enemies!"
After Chu Ran laughed, his aura suddenly rose, and the whole world became gloomy with lightning and thunder.
Not far away, Zheng Qi seemed to be aware of something, stopped, and after turning his head to look at the mountain gate, his old face was pale, a line of old tears streaming down, his eyes sad.
After all, the Holy Master still used that method?
In order to preserve the Holy Land, he would rather pay such a tragic price!
In the future, he must make the Holy Land stronger, and then avenge the Holy Lord...!
"Boss?" Ren Yi also noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know Zheng Qiduo after all, so he frowned, "What's wrong?"
Zheng Qi's eyes changed from initial grief to firmness.
"It's nothing," he shook his head, and glanced at all the disciples present. "You have seen what happened today. The Holy Lord is willing to give his life for us. In the future, you must try your best to cultivate and let the group harm. Those who have died of the Holy Lord, blood, debt, blood, repayment!"
The eyes of the disciples of the Holy Land were red, and the seeds of hatred took root and teeth in their hearts, making their expressions more tenacious.
"eye for eye!"
A loud voice came from the sky, reached outside the door, and fell into Chu Ran's ears.