Ye Xingchen urged the nine strikes of splitting the sky, and the nine immortal lights turned into an eternal immortal sword, and suddenly split the soul firmament, this scene fell into the eyes of everyone, full of shock, at this moment he was like a god coming to the world, full of immortal light.

Bright red blood splashed, black souls withered, although the soul was unwilling, it was difficult to reverse the ending after all.

His eyes widened, and there was a hint of horror and disbelief on his face.

"It's ......"

Everyone under the battle platform was dumbfounded, and Ye Xingchen showed more combat power than they imagined.

"How...... Maybe?" the soul blood couldn't accept this ending, and the genius in the clan was killed by someone like this, or a one-trick kill.

"This human race is very strong, and the last martial art he used flew out of nine rays of light one after another, and it has the power to open the world, and it is definitely a saint-level martial art. The evil clan elder's eyes flashed, and he said.

"Huiyuan Divine Sword Fetus, who knows saint-level martial arts, has an extraordinary background. When the Moon Clan said this, he chuckled: "The Soul Clan has suffered heavy losses, in the previous game, Soul Yan was killed and lost the top three places, and now Soul Cang is in full view of everyone, and he was killed in seconds in a fair duel, and the Soul Clan has lost a lot of face and strength." ”

The elder of the evil clan was expressionless, and said: "The power of the soul spirit clan has become more and more huge over the years, and the clan is arrogant and domineering, often bullying other inferior races, and the losses suffered this time can just make them retract. ”

"Fellow Daoist, if you think so, you are wrong, not only will the Soul Clan not take care of it, but it will be even more domineering, and it will definitely kill this Terran. Elder Moon Clan said.

"Haha, the soul is dead. Zifeng and the other Shi clan people were excited, they had been suppressed by the soul clan all these years, and the grievances in their hearts could be imagined, this time the soul cang was killed, which made them breathe out of their hearts.

Elder Shi Teng clasped his hands, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, he remembered his dead parent, and said to himself: "Yun'er, someone has avenged you, you can rest in peace." ”

Elder Shi Huan frowned, although Ye Xingchen said that he killed the soul cang, he took a big breath of evil for himself and the Shi clan, but the soul clan would not give up.

The two Soul Clan elders of Soul Blood and Soul Devouring were furious, how many years had their Soul Clan not suffered such a great humiliation, and their own genius clan was actually killed by someone with a single blow, which was simply a slap in the face in the face.

They were angry in their hearts, and their bodies exuded a cold killing intent.

Soul Blood took a step forward and said, "Boy, don't you want to challenge our Soul Clan? ”

Soul blood cultivation for many years, the age is not ten thousand years, there are eight or nine thousand years old, he looks very old, his skin is dry and wrinkled, like old bark, his eyes are deep, is it shooting out wisps of black light.

He is a quasi-saint, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is also a famous master in the twenty-eighth layer of the Taixu Cave Heaven.

The words of soul blood made everyone stunned, you are a quasi-saint to fight against a Nirvana realm martial artist, bully the small with the big, and don't even want the face?

Elder Shi Huan said coldly, "Soul blood, don't you soul spirit clan have no face at all?"

Soul Blood glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I will self-proclaimed as a cultivator and fight with him." ”

"Hmph, self-proclaimed cultivation, fighting in the same realm, you have lived for more than nine thousand years, cultivating to reach the quasi-holy realm, proficient in various exercises, attacking and killing techniques, and now you actually suppress cultivation to fight with a young Terran who is about twenty years younger, don't you feel ashamed?" Elder Shi Huan rebuked angrily.

"Hehe, old thing, why don't you come to the stage, how about we fight?" Soul Blood sneered and said.

On the battle platform, the corners of Ye Xingchen's mouth lifted a smile of unknown meaning, and said, "Senior Shi Huan doesn't need to be angry. ”

He looked at the soul blood and said, "It's okay to fight in the same realm, I agreed." ”

"Ye Xiaoyou, you ......"

Ye Xingchen interrupted Elder Shi Huan's words and said, "In a battle in the same realm, with me, I am invincible, and anyone who comes will be defeated." ”

His words were sonorous and powerful, and there was an invincible momentum in his body, swallowing mountains and rivers, and he was brave.

Ye Xingchen's goal from beginning to end was not the younger generation of the Soul Spirit Clan, but the two elders of the Soul Spirit Clan, only if they dared to play, he would definitely not let them live out.

"Shi Huan, this human race promised by itself, you Shi Clan should not interfere, it is better to go back and prepare the coffin quickly, and wait for the arrival of our Soul Clan army to destroy the Shi Clan. "The soul blood killing machine is pervasive, and he seals his hands to seal his own cultivation.

Just as he was about to board the battle platform, Ye Xingchen suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

Soul Blood looked up and said, "What, you regretted it?"

"I can't trust you. ”

Ye Xingchen turned around and looked in the direction of the evil clan and the moon clan, and said, "Please ask the seniors of the Moon clan and the predecessors of the evil clan to seal the soul blood cultivation." ”

"You ......" Soul Blood had an ugly face, and was questioned by a junior, making his face unsightly.

"Good. "The Evil Clan Elder and the Moon Clan Elder stepped forward and sealed the cultivation of soul blood.

A cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the soul blood, and he stepped onto the battle platform step by step.

The Evil Clan Elder suddenly said, "In this duel, I'm afraid that the ordinary battle platform will not be able to resist your power and activate the golden battlefield." ”

The Golden Battlefield is an ancient battlefield created by the ancestors of all races in this world.

"Buzz!"

The elders of the evil clan sealed their hands, and a magnificent battle platform slowly emerged from the void, and as the battle platform emerged, a touch of golden glow broke through the sky, which was very dazzling.

The entire body of the golden battle platform is golden, and it is imprinted with golden runes, shining brightly.

On the battle platform, there are still stains of blood, which are left by the ancestors of various ethnic groups in the ancient and medieval eras, because of the contradictions among the various ethnic groups, so they climbed the golden battle platform to compete in the competition. After the duel, no matter who wins or loses, for a period of time, all ethnic groups are not allowed to fight again, otherwise all ethnic groups will be punished.

The two climbed onto the golden platform and stood thousands of feet apart.

"Bang!"

As soon as they stepped onto the stage, the two shot at the same time.

With a wave of the soul blood, the wind howled, the sand flew away the stones, 100,000 catties of boulders could be rolled up, and the mountains could be blown up to the sky by this blow.

The wind is howling, the black fog is filled, this is a very powerful martial art, and the sky and the earth will fall apart as soon as you make a move.

Ye Xingchen was fearless, his whole body was glowing, like a golden god, his arms shook, the void trembled, and a dragon and an elephant squeezed out of the void.

The dragon elephant roared, like two ancient sacred mountains pressing down, smashing the Gangfeng at once, rushing towards the soul blood.

"Boom!"

The black mist around the soul blood condensed a black shield and blocked it in front of him, but it was shattered by the dragon elephant, and his body flew out upside down.

In the first blow, he was actually at a disadvantage, and this scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and everyone gasped.

Ye Xingchen was unstoppable, his body came to the soul blood like chasing the stars and the moon, and the dragon elephant palm was slapped out, and the energy was surging, like a surging sea.

The soul blood blocked with both hands, and his arm was cracked by the strong palm force, and blood burst from the tiger's mouth.

The first blow was the upper hand, and in the next few moves, he was pressed and beaten.