The silver light condensed into a huge yin spear, and the phantom of a fierce god formed between heaven and earth, the phantom was so large that it was almost impossible to see, and the hands of the fierce god seemed to be held on the silver spear, and launched a deadly attack on Xiong Dun.

This time the change was too fast, originally Xiong Dun was still proud, still controlling the ice dragon to chase and kill Yechen, but in the blink of an eye, Yechen came out of the white mist, at this moment, Yechen no longer had any scruples, and used all his strength to kill Xiong Dun.

"No!" Xiong Dun's white hair seemed to explode, and he felt a great threat of life and death from Yechen's marksmanship.

The venerable marksmanship has surpassed the sect level too much, even if the current power is only the sect level, the forcibly driven venerable martial arts, the current strength is not as good as one-tenth of that of a real martial artist, but this kind of power is not something that a martial sect can compete with, unless Xiong Dun also performs the same martial arts, and it does not belong to Yechen in terms of strength.

"Block it for Lao Tzu!" Xiong Dun wanted to run, but it was too late, so he could only use all the strength of his body and form a huge iceberg in front of him.

The ice was majestic and tall, and the ice crossed the night with indestructible strength.

"Give Lao Tzu a death. Yechen said with a grim smile, and the huge silver spear continued to pierce forward, and at this moment, Yechen's light overshadowed everything in the heavens and the earth.

The ice block between Yechen and Xiong Dun was like paper paste, and it shattered quickly under Yechen's fierce spear, turning into hail and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Boom!" The iceberg was completely shattered, Yechen continued to stab forward with a silver spear, Xiong Dun looked at the iceberg with a shocked face, and continued to release a shield to resist.

The shield was lifted off, and the silver spear continued forward.

Xiong Dun wanted to continue to invoke the power of the formation below, but the formation that had just been defeated by Yechen was not so easy to continue to form.

"Escape!" This is also the only way that Xiong Xiong suddenly thought of, at this moment, his means and skills are exhausted, he does not dare to use martial arts to resist, the power that Yechen exerts at this moment makes him fear from the depths of his heart.

"Ahh

"Boom!" the power of the silver spear continued to blast forward, flattening a large hill in the distance.

In the sky, Xiong Dun stood motionless in the distance, it lowered its head, looked at the silver spear stabbed from its back and from its chest with a frightened face, and let out an unwilling violent roar, "Ah!"

The shattering of the heart made Xiong Dun lose the source of strength, its vitality was disappearing rapidly, and the power was passing rapidly, and immediately, Xiong Dun turned around with difficulty and smiled bitterly at Yechen, "I have never heard that there is such a number one person as you in the Empire of Death, who are you?"

"Yechen!" Yechen's voice slowly remembered.

Hahaha, it's you. You are indeed the great enemy of our alien race!" Xiong Dun said unwillingly, "However, you will all die, and your human race will continue to be the slave of our alien race, and the end of judgment is coming, and you slaves who do not believe in gods will finally be judged by the gods." ！”

"Oh, it's a god again, but what do you mean by that?" Yechen asked faintly.

"Hahaha, when I die, I will also return to the arms of the gods, and I will watch you from heaven, and see how you human race will be judged by the gods, and how you will continue to wail and torture under the command of our aliens, and that day will soon be near, O gods, you devout believers. Come and serve your feet, and bow down to your heels. Ahh

"What kind of babbling about the gods? Yechen muttered, retracted the silver spear, and dodged the long white stick from Xiong Dun's hand, this is a sect-level treasure that can be sold for a good price.

Then, Yechen removed all of Xiong Dun's storage rings, and then threw the corpse into the storage rings.

Such a huge late-stage bear man at the sect level is a great supplement for the dragon blood warrior, and Yechen will naturally not waste it and keep it for the people around him.

In the distance, the Dragon-Blood Warrior did not need to lend Yechen power, and he was powerful.

Meng Xinqi and the others invoked the power of many dragon-blooded warriors, forming a one-sided slaughter.

Seeing Xiong Dun die, the masters of the human race began to flee frantically, these traitors were originally just doing things for Xiong Dun for the sake of benefits, and now Xiong Dun is dead, for them, it is naturally impossible to continue to stay, if they hadn't believed that Xiong Dun would win before, they would have run away a long time ago.

At this moment, these human races turned into birds and beasts.

However, what they didn't know was that they had more than 10,000 martial kings in front of them, and the power in their hands was unimaginable.

"Kill!" Meng Xinqi, Song Jia and Huang Xinrou used a wide range of emperor-level martial arts, enveloping the entire space, and the dragon blood warriors did not make a move, but the power they lent out made the three women crush the dozens of masters in front of them.

Those who wanted to escape didn't have time to escape, so they were shot down from the sky by the power of the three women, and then the dragon-blooded warriors used the power of teleportation to ingest their corpses onto the treasure ship.

In just five breaths, the entire sky cleared, and all the aliens and their lackeys were slain by the dragon-blooded warriors.

Below, there was a scream, the two martial arts masters were not Lan Wen's opponents at all, and with Wang Ziyu's assistance, they didn't have time to form a decent resistance, so they were pressed and beaten by Lan Wen until they were killed.

Lan Wen flew to Yechen's side with two white bear corpses, and then was included in the storage ring by Yechen, which were also two sect-level corpses, but the effect was far inferior to Xiong Dun in the late stage of the Martial Sect. Moreover, the treasures conceived in the bodies of these two people are only at the imperial level, which makes Yechen a little disappointed.

This is obviously a high-level material, but they may have just been promoted to the Martial Sect, and before they could evolve the magic weapon, they were killed by Lan Wen, and Yechen secretly said a pity.

Below, countless captives have been released, and they have formed a temporary stalemate with the soldiers of the alien race, although there are many people on the Terran side, but each individual is not strong, and the original ten points of strength can only exert three points at the moment, putting them at a disadvantage.

Because the white mist and retribution of the ice dragon covered the sky, the alien soldiers and traitor troops in White Frost City did not realize that Xiong Dun and a group of masters had been killed, and still held weapons and launched a frantic assault on the Terran captives, trying to make a good impression in front of Xiong Dun.

(End of chapter)