Chapter 972: Victory ahead (1/2)

In the wild land, the base camp of the Apocalypse dynasty, the haze shrouded everyone's heart, and countless young generations of the Apocalypse dynasty gathered in front of the base camp of the Apocalypse dynasty at this time. ?W㈠W㈧W?. ㈧8?1㈠Ｚ?W?. ?Ｃ㈠ＯＭ

But so many people gathered together but there was no sound. Almost all of them bowed their heads and said nothing, but the solemn expressions on their faces made people feel like they were facing an enemy.

Yin Lingyu was standing in front of everyone. He raised his head through the shade of the trees and looked towards the sky. Now the sun is about to climb to the highest point, and it has reached the tenth of noon.

Noon should have been the warmest time in the wild, but at this moment Yin Lingyu couldn't feel the slightest warmth, all he could feel was endless chill.

Because every noon is the time for Xuanyuan Yu to come to harvest lives. In the past five noons, 500 young elites of the Apocalypse Dynasty have been sleeping on this land forever.

But it was noon now, and everyone knew that Xuanyuan Yu would still come, and there would still be a hundred young elites from the Apocalypse Dynasty dying here today, but none of them could stop all of this.

As the prince of the Apocalypse Dynasty, Yin Lingyu always stood in front of everyone, even if he knew he was not Xuanyuanyu’s opponent, but Yin Lingyu still fought with all his strength every time Xuanyuanyu appeared. Although he has been scarred, but as long as he breathes, he will still stand in this position.

”His Royal Highness... the time is coming...” Mist Hidden Liufeng looked at the scarred Yin Lingyu from the side, and his tone was already trembling.

Yin Lingyu didn't speak, he just nodded slightly, but from the misty flowing wind in his eyes he saw a trace of helplessness.

In the eyes of the younger generation of Apocalypse Dynasty, the former Yin Lingyu was the aloof Prince. The arrogance of Yin Lingyu made people very strange, but in this wild trip, everyone witnessed everything that Yin Lingyu did.

Although facing Xuanyuan Yu, His Royal Highness had lost time and time again, but Yin Lingyu's status in everyone's eyes was getting higher and higher.

Emperor Apocalypse may not necessarily be an invincible existence. Sword Saint Yukong used facts to tell everyone that Emperor Apocalypse will also be defeated, but Emperor Apocalypse will always stand at the forefront of the battle line to meet the most terrifying storm.

Maybe Yin Lingyu could not be the invincibility of his father's back then, but no matter who asked, Yin Lingyu would tell the other party without hesitation that I have tried my best and I have a clear conscience!

With a clear conscience, this is the answer sheet that Yin Lingyu gave everyone.

Xuanyuanyu was a monster that appeared once in a thousand years, and the young generation of the entire Apocalypse dynasty was unsurpassed. Yin Lingyu was also not an opponent, but even in the face of a monster like Xuanyuanyu, even if he faced death, Yin Lingyu did not have the least Retreat, this is Yin Lingyu's promise to all warriors of the Apocalypse Dynasty.

Whenever, no matter how desperate, I will accompany you all the way to the end.

The former prince was just high in everyone's eyes, but now the prince is their closest comrade-in-arms. This may be the biggest gain of Yin Lingyu's wild trip this time. He did not get the demon spirit and treasure, he got the hearts of people.

”Cough, cough, cough...” A coughing sound came from behind, and Yin Lingyu turned his head and looked around, and saw that Jiaero, who was being supported by a few people, walked here trembling at this time.

”Blind man, why are you here?”

The name blind man is now everyone's unified name for Gajero.

”I'm not as weak as you think!” Gayeluo still has thick gauze wrapped around his eyes. Although he looks very weak at this time, everyone knows that when he unwraps the gauze from his eyes , He is still the demon from hell.

It's just that Igayelo's current weakness, if he is forcibly demonized, the damage to him will be huge.

Before the base camp of the Apocalypse Dynasty, all the warriors who had entered the Dao had all gathered here, even though they knew that they were not Xuanyuan Yu’s opponents, they might die in Xuanyuan Yu’s hands, but they still came, because they were in their bones. What is flowing is the blood of the Apocalypse dynasty, and their pride allows them to fight to death without shrinking.