Su Ping fought bloody battles again and again. He could not remember how many times he had been resurrected, but he could no longer see the dragons behind him, and they were all slaughtered.

Su Ping saw that some ancestor god had fallen on other battlefields, and the battlefield showed obvious defeat.

However, despite such a clear defeat, the remaining people seemed to be unaware of anything and were still fighting wildly, just like the beginning of the war, tireless.

Su Ping did not roar anymore, but just silently squeezed out all his strength again and again, swinging his sword and attacking desperately. He knew that he would lose this battle, but he chose to accompany them until the last moment.

Bang!!

Suddenly, a violent shock appeared, and the entire battlefield was trembling. Su Ping, who was shaking his sword wildly, suddenly looked up and saw the huge figure of the ancestor landing. The dazzling universe behind it was already dim at this moment, like a pitch-black sphere, with countless lights on it extinguished.

Su Ping couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart.

The next moment, I saw the ancestor turn his huge eyes and look down at the entire battlefield. A sad and helpless feeling appeared in his eyes. It suddenly opened its mouth, and a force swept across the battlefield.

Several of the Heavenly Dao Ancestors who were fighting in front of Su Ping were immediately shocked to fly away.

At the same time, Su Ping felt a force covering him, which was huge, warm, powerful, but seemed to be filled with indescribable fatigue.

The originally chaotic battlefield was separated at this moment.

The way of heaven and everyone were separated.

"Leave here, you can survive as much as you want. It's meaningless to sacrifice..."

A vicissitudes of thought came. Although the words were different, Su Ping could clearly and accurately feel the emotions directly conveyed through the thoughts.

He was a little stunned.

At the same time, the other rescued figures all recovered from the crazy battle. When they looked at the back of the ancestor Wei'an, many people turned red, and some ancestor gods even knelt down and cried bitterly.

"Little guy from the Primitive Clan, thank you for your help. My Hunyu Clan remembers this kindness. Unfortunately, I failed to take action when your clan collapsed. I hope you can pass on your bloodline..." A gentle and tired voice sounded in Su Ping's mind.

Su Ping was stunned and his pupils dilated slightly. This was the ancestor in front of him who was sending a message to him alone.

The latter mistakenly thought him for the Primitive Chaos Clan.
Chapter completed!