"Who's that guy?"

Hai Lin looked at the sea in front of her in horror, watching the Sea Clan flee in disarray, and watching the golden figure stand proudly in the void, exuding peerless ferocity.

Especially the last glance at the Sea Spirit Clan, which made countless Sea Spirit Clan masters tremble, and their hearts almost collapsed.

This is still a long distance, if it is close, many people are worried that they will be killed by the golden figure with a look.

"It's terrifying!" exclaimed countless people.

"Let's go!" the old shaman of the Sea Spirit Clan shouted in a deep voice, his eyes full of jealousy.

As she retreated, Hailin asked softly, "Grandpa Shaman, do you know him?"

The old shaman nodded silently, and said in a deep voice: "That was many years ago, I obviously saw him die with others, but I didn't expect to appear again, that time, he didn't die." ”

"Isn't that dragon clan still very strong. Hailin said worriedly, thinking of Yechen.

The old shaman said in a deep voice: "It seems that his injuries are still very serious, if it weren't for the danger of the dragon clan facing extinction this time, I am afraid that he would not be able to alarm him." If it is his peak, none of these people of the Sea Clan will want to leave, child, the Dragon Clan will not be able to destroy it. ”

"Damn dragons!" Hai Lin clenched her fists and said, "Our people of the Sea Spirit Clan are eaten by the Dragons every year, and now such a good opportunity can't wipe them out, alas!"

"Go, child!" said the old priest, "believe in the goddess, and we will break the curse." ”

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The divine dragon in Jiangyin City had been hanging for three days, allowing countless masters who had rushed from the empire and abroad to witness the spectacular picture of hundreds of dragons hanging upside down for nine days.

Countless painters who are good at Danqing have painted this picture on paper, and with such a spectacular picture, many picture scrolls have become treasures that have been handed down through history and have been admired by countless latecomers.

The officials of the imperial capital had already arrived, and after Yechen met them and accepted the worship of the hundred officials, Yechen returned to the purgatory space and let the six servants preside over the government.

The princes and kings also returned to their respective realms and began to prepare for war under the orders of Yechen.

Yechen is busy.

He first delivered a speech in the Martial God space, in which he was sprinkled with thousands of words, calling on the human race to get rid of the slavery of the gods and become free creatures both mentally and physically.

The theme of the speech is: Only freedom can be noble.

How sad it is for you to denounce the living beings who are enslaved by the gods, and even the faith must be controlled. The human race should only believe in heaven and earth, not a certain strong person or a certain creature, and only by believing in heaven and earth can we transcend everything, even the gods.

"Those who gave birth to me and raised me are parents, and those who give me strength are heaven and earth, so why should I be grateful to those so-called gods. Are they just powerful beings, more important than our own parents, more important than the heaven and earth that nourish us? If not, why should we become believers and give everything we have? What qualifications do those gods have?

The Excalibur Empire, the Thunder Empire, the Flame Empire, the God of War Empire, and the Wind Empire openly believe in the gods, they have betrayed the Terrans, they have betrayed the faith, they are the shame of the Terrans, if anyone does not want to be in the same stream with these scum, the door of the Empire of Death will always be open for you, and he will definitely sweep away these rebellions one day, and return the Terrans to a prosperous future, so that everyone in the Terrans is equal and free, and they do whatever they want without being forced to believe in others. ”

At the end of his speech, Yechen called on the spiritually independent powerhouses of the empires to come and die the empire.

This speech caused an uproar throughout the continent, and many warriors resonated with Yechen's words and quietly walked towards the Empire of Death.

Yechen ordered that the princes and kings who were close to the empires should help the warriors enter the Empire of Death.

A struggle of faith slowly spread in the shadows, quietly turning into a storm that is about to sweep the earth.

The Divine Sword Empire was naturally not willing to let the warriors escape, and there were even princes and kings in the Flame Empire who openly shouted in the Martial God space: "The power of the flame is given by my Fire God, we should worship the Fire God devoutly, thank him for his gifts, and dedicate everything we have." Only by believing in the god of fire can we become stronger and we can live forever. ”

Under the proclamation of the princes and kings of the Flame Empire, Li Xiaoxiao replied openly: "The Dead Monarch does not believe in any gods, and his cultivation is also thorough, so it can be seen that his own power does not come from gods. Isn't it sad that believing in gods is just a means of brainwashing, and the strong give humble alms in exchange for the whole soul of a living being?"

With the issuance of this proclamation, the discussion of gods also swept through the Valkyrie space like a storm.

After hearing about the discussion of gods in the Martial God Space, Yechen just smiled slightly and didn't pay much attention to it.

As I said, every human soul is free, and all I can do is to tell the truth to the world as much as possible. They all have their own choice, and if they are willing to become slaves of the gods, they have no choice but to do it. It is inevitable that you will become an enemy in the future.

Yechen is not a virgin, once there is a war, it is impossible to be merciful because both sides are human races, in Yechen's concept, those who would rather sell their souls for those unknown gods are no longer worthy of being a member of the human race.

In the purgatory space, the heat wave is rolling, and a huge boiler hundreds of meters high is constantly bubbling out.

Kanu and Luyin were holding glass bottles, pouring blood into the boiler from time to time.

Tianyin and Hongyou, two emperor-level zombies, held countless medicinal herbs in their hands, constantly throwing medicinal herbs into the furnace.

Most of these herbs were extremely precious, and in order to refine so much dragon blood, Yechen not only scavenged Ye Zixuan's storage ring, which was equivalent to the treasury of the Death Empire.

Kong Ming and Hua Qiong's did not let go, and as for the Ka Nu and others who Ye Xiaocui subdued, they contributed a lot of strength to gather a large amount of medicinal herbs to refine these millions of tons of blood.

Emperor-level divine dragon blood, every drop is extremely precious, but now, Yechen is refining millions of tons of blood together, trying to refine the peerless essence blood in the body of the dragon blood warriors, and continue to improve their talents.

Yechen personally commanded, and all the Martial Emperors who had cultivated the Sutra of Life and Death, such as Kongming, sat cross-legged on the edge of the tall melting pot, obeying Yechen's orders, ready to shoot the power of life into the blood at any time.

The rich smell of blood fills the entire space, and instead of smelling, it exudes an unusual fragrance, which is refreshing and energetic.

For ordinary people, this is the magic medicine.