The darkness faded and the light cleared.

Everyone saw that Yechen had reappeared in the sky, still holding a silver spear, standing proudly in the void, with long hair dancing wildly, looking at the world.

Except for the remnant soul in Tekawa's body, no one knew what was going on.

As for the mysterious scales that blocked the attack, they had long been put away by Yechen, and in this world that even gods possessed, Yechen knew that if these scales were discovered, they would definitely invite death.

"Teacher, help my people!" said Di Chuan's mouth, a pleading voice.

But in the next moment, the remnant soul surged out the remaining soul power and wrapped Di Chuan.

The next moment, Di Chuan turned into a streamer of light and suddenly shot into the sky behind him.

"What a fast speed!" Countless people exclaimed, even Yechen, who had cultivated the power of thunder, was far from being able to compare.

"Stop him!" Yechen shouted, this is the remnant soul of a god, he knows so many secrets, and now that he is injured, he must not let it go.

The little skeleton and the death knight stood in front of them, and the two of them swept the spears in their hands fiercely towards Di Chuan, and the rest of the others also shot one after another, blocking Di Chuan's advance.

The spear slapped on Di Chuan's body, and the next moment, the two spears were shocked and flew out, and Di Chuan turned into a streamer and shot into the distance in an instant.

Behind him, Yechen and his dead creatures, who had just exerted their power, stared blankly at the distant figures......

In the distance, Di Chuan turned around and said angrily to Yechen in his original voice: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor." Corpse Devil, I will return in ten years and slash you by the sword. ”

It was like a vow, lingering in everyone's ears.

"What a pity!" Yechen said viciously, if he caught the remnant soul of a god, how many would there be.

But that burst out was speed and power, and it was beyond the reach of Yechen, too powerful.

Ignore Dichuan Yechen directly.

"It's okay, it's just a wisp of remnant soul!" Yechen was terrified, and he was glad that the other party could only perform one attack, if he found that Yechen had this mysterious scale, and replaced it with another attack, maybe Yechen would also be killed.

Coincidentally, Yechen finally won the victory.

"Run!" the Mad Lion Patriarch roared as he lay on the ground......

But at this moment, there is no more chance.

"Kill!" Nightchen gave the order to kill, and the dead creatures struck with all their might, and the Death Knight's hellfire instantly turned into a waterfall of flames and rushed downward, scorching the earth wildly.

The earth stabbed countless sharp thorns, covering the entire territory of the Wild Lion Clan.

"Run!"

"Devil, he's the devil of the underworld!"

Countless people are wailing, screaming, and under this peerless power, everyone can only watch their loved ones die.

"Mommy, where are you!" the lion child cried, and then was impaled through the body by the spike and hung on the thorn.

"I'm fighting with you. The twenty-year-old lunged at the skeleton, and was then thrown to the ground by a skeleton next to him, thrust his fingers into his skull, and crushed his head.

"Brother, follow me, let's run out together. "An older brother whose parents died early and his only brother rushed frantically to the edge, and then suddenly a stab appeared between the two of them, blocking his view.

"Brother!" the elder brother shouted, slashing the thorns with his sword frantically so that the younger brother could come over, and then he saw that there were higher thorns piercing the sky, and on the top of the thorns, the younger brother's belly was facing the sky, and five earth thorns pierced the younger brother's body, and blood dripped from the sky, staining the elder brother's mane red.

The entire Wild Lion Clan turned to hell.

This scene came and went quickly.

The Heavenly Realm master made a move, and it was only ten breaths of time, and the Wild Lion Clan was only left with corpses all over the ground.

The corpses returned, back to Yechen's side.

Now, it's finally Yechen's turn to make a move.

Yechen slowly stretched out his right hand, and the silver light swelled in the palm of his hand, and then he grabbed the void fiercely, and the strong power surged in full force, making countless people's faces change slightly.

Yechen's strength still shocked and frightened everyone, and no one dared to provoke such a strong enemy.

It didn't take long for a milky white dragon-shaped air mass to fly out from the depths of the earth, exuding a strong and pure aura.

It's dragon energy.

After the dragon qi was grasped by Yechen, it began to shrink continuously, and then was held by Yechen in his hand.

This is also the rule of the higher worlds, where the winner has everything and the loser loses everything, including territory, wealth, slaves, and dragon veins.

Holding the dragon vein in his hand, Yechen's heart was excited.

This dragon vein, although it is not as good as one-tenth of the last harvest, has a good start after all.

You don't see, there are so many tribes around, and there are countless large and small dragon veins.

This world can be said to be full of dragon veins, and the advantages of the higher world far surpass the cosmic world where Yechen is located.

Then, the little skeleton and the others swooped down from the sky, frantically collecting the corpses of the mad lion clan, which were also wealthy, and could be used as rations for the dragon-blooded warriors. And they all have more or less treasures on their bodies, these are all wealth.

Countless people silently watched the victor Yechen receive his spoils.

Nightshade's silver spear pointed at the valley at the foot of the mountain, where millions of people lived.

Yechen looked around, pointed his spear directly at the master of the distant tribe, and said murderously: "They will become my slaves, and whoever dares to touch them will be my enemy, do you hear it?" The voice soared into the sky, rolling into the distance like thunder.

"Don't dare!" many strong people surrendered, not daring to look at Yechen, let alone resisting Yechen's meaning.

"Meet the master!" After hearing Yechen's voice, the Terrans below knelt on the ground and prostrated at Yechen's feet.

Yechen withdrew his spear and sighed slightly in his heart. That's all I can do now.

It's not that I don't want to save it, but I really can't save it, and I can't take millions of Terrans on the road, and these people ...... I'm afraid that they are all dead, even if there are strange things, they are only a small part.

"Baihui ......," Yechen said softly.

"Yes!" Chang Baihui replied.

Yechen said: "Secretly send someone to send a set of exercises to the tribes of the human race below...... It's better for you to do it yourself. ”

"Yes!" Chang Baihui replied, and then a shadow flew in the direction of the valley at the feet of Yechen.

"Master, I found this robe from a Martial Emperor of the Wild Lion Clan!" the little skeleton stepped forward and handed a shirt to Yechen, and then shook it open in front of Yechen.

This is a blood-red cloak magic weapon, it is actually a defensive robe that has surpassed the emperor level and has reached the heavenly realm, and the whole cloak is as if it is dyed with blood, and the red ground is bewitching.

"Yes!" Yechen nodded in satisfaction, and then the little skeleton split the cloak on his body, and then the cloak spread out in the wind, fluttering behind Yechen, and the hunting sound......

"Let's go!" Yechen waved his cloak before turning to leave.

In the tribe of the crowd below, on some inconspicuous buildings, suddenly there was another mantra.

Chang Baihui, who was cold-faced and kind-hearted, not only left a set of low-level to high-level exercises, but also a full set of martial arts......

(End of chapter)