Chapter 1260: Turbulent Storm

The Continent of All Races.

A huge mountain stands lonely in the middle of a plain.

The towering mountain peak is like a sharp sword, faintly emitting a fierce aura, and at the top of the mist, there is a faint sound of rapid breaking wind.

Here, it is just a place where first-class forces are located, but on the top of this mountain, it is full of dense figures, and the aura on these figures is impressively saint-level powerhouses, and there are at least four or five hundred as far as the eye can see!

"Hey, isn't this the Heavenly Sword Sage?

"Haha, the sword is not shocked, you are here because your brother Jian did not regret dying in the hands of that kid, right?"

"It's really lively, I didn't expect there to be so many familiar faces. ”

“......”

On the platform on the top of the mountain, whispers continued to resound, and some of the strong names who were talking here had a lot of reputation on the Ten Thousand Races Continent!

Even, there are many strong people who have done earth-shattering things.

However, at this time, somehow, these powerful men with great fame have all gathered together.

"Buzz ......"

At a certain moment, above the sky, the clouds and mist surged, and a strange wave opened faintly.

Under this kind of fluctuation, Zhenyuan, who had been stirred up by so many saint-level powerhouses, gradually calmed down.

And these powerful men with great fame actually began to quiet down at this moment, and the noise between heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

And in the eyes with a deep color of awe, the clouds and mist above the sky surged, and it turned into a slightly old face.

With the appearance of this face, a breath of domination of heaven and earth spread in the space, and under this breath, the true yuan between heaven and earth fell silent suddenly, as if even the true yuan of heaven and earth was surrendered to it.

The saint-level powerhouses with a prestigious name were even more respectfully bowed slightly with their heads bowed, and none of them showed the slightest disrespect, and there was a touch of awe in their eyes.

On that slightly old face, the slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in the indifferent eyes, there was a kind of cold essence flashing all over the body, but anyone who inadvertently saw the strong man who saw a certain essence suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly turned his gaze away, not daring to look directly.

"It's all set. ”

The huge face formed by the clouds opened faintly, and a majestic voice suddenly resounded.

As he spoke, everyone on the top of the mountain couldn't help but straighten up, and in the middle, a saint-level powerhouse hesitated for a moment before replying, "Tell your lordship, we are ready to set off at any time." ”

"You are all people who have a grudge against that guy, and I didn't want to interfere in this matter originally, but for the sake of the same ten thousand races, I also agreed to the request of several old friends and came to send you and others into the war domain of ten thousand races. ”

The indifferent eyes glanced at the figure on the top of the mountain, and said lightly.

"Thank you, sir!"

Hearing this, many saint-level powerhouses replied respectfully.

"Boom!"

As everyone's compliments fell, the true yuan between this heaven and earth suddenly boiled, and the sky trembled as if it was torn by a pair of invisible giant hands.

And in the frightened gaze, above the heavenly dome, the space suddenly rippled violently, and a dark spatial crack suddenly appeared, like a giant mouth that could devour everything.

"I hope you can get your wish, the old man can help you, that's all. ”

The crack widened more and more, and finally, a huge gate with a size of ten zhang was formed, standing between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, those strong men all respectfully saluted the face in the sky, and then their bodies moved, turning into streamers, quickly sweeping into the cracks, and disappearing.

"Boy, dare to kill my great-grandson, the Ten Thousand Clans War Domain is your burial place!"

When the last figure disappeared on the top of the mountain, the old face also looked illusory, and between its eyes, there was a cold glow flashing, and finally, with the majestic wind, the cloudy face was also completely dissipated.

At the same time, in many places on the Ten Thousand Races Continent, the strongest people who were rarely seen on weekdays took action one after another, tearing apart the space and sending batches of saint-level powerhouses into the Ten Thousand Races War Domain.

The war domain of all races is about to usher in an unprecedented turmoil!

And the source of all this, Qin Yichen, as if he didn't know it yet, was still in the city where the Yunling clan was stationed in the battle domain of all races.

Even if he knew that Qin Yichen's stay here would bring a crisis to his race, however, Ling Lao did not say anything about Qin Yichen, but in secret, he also quietly excluded countless spies, always inquiring about the situation in the war domain of all races.

Finally, on a certain day, the aura of a group of saint-level powerhouses entered the territory of the Yun Ling clan.

These auras were extremely powerful, and their speed was even faster, and their destination was directed at the city where the Yun Ling clan was located.

As the news of the spies came back, it was only half an hour's effort, and more than ten figures exuding a strong aura had already appeared in the sky above Yunling City.

Feeling this kind of movement, many of the venerable-level powerhouses in Yunling City all looked at each other, they didn't know why a saint-level powerhouse that was rarely seen on weekdays suddenly appeared here, and moreover, there were still so many of them!

"Yun Ling, hand over Qin Yichen!"

And in Yunling City, many strong people were in shock, and a loud shout, like thunder, suddenly resounded in the sky above the city.

As this voice fell, the aura of more than ten saint-level powerhouses rippled out, and a terrifying sense of oppression pressed towards Yunling Town with an arrogant attitude.

This oppressive power has not yet fallen, and many of the supreme-level powerhouses in the city all feel that their breathing is stagnant, and even the flow speed of the true yuan in their bodies has slowed down.

This kind of coercion, once suppressed, is definitely a terrible thing for the powerhouses in Yunling City, and the aura oppression of more than ten saint-level powerhouses, even if they don't use their holy power, it is far from being able to resist the powerhouses of the honorable level.

This kind of oppressive force, even if it can't directly shock them to death, is enough to leave a shadow in their hearts that they can't get rid of.

However, just as that oppressive force was about to envelop the entire Cloud Spirit City, a powerful aura surged out from the center of the city, directly destroying this terrifying oppressive power, and at the same time, a slightly angry cold snort also suddenly resounded.

"Where did you come from, junior, how can Yunling City be your presumptuousness!"