In the void, Yechen stood above the nine heavens, holding Wang Ziyu with a face full of astonishment in his arms, standing in the wind like a fairy couple, his clothes fluttering.

Below, a huge silver handprint was like the hand of the heavens, pressing towards the countless alien masters who flew up.

Faced with this silver handprint, countless people looked up, their faces showing horror.

The feeling of death befell everyone's heart, making them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, and their bodies were chilled.

The speed of both sides was too fast, the silver handprint was pressed quickly, and the masters below rose equally quickly.

"Brothers, hold on!" shouted one of the Batman masters, who was so fast that he would be the first to come into contact with Yechen's handprint, and would be the first to fall victim.

Hundreds of people used their strength, and all kinds of swords and Changhong flew towards the silver handprints as if they didn't want to have capital, as if they wanted to break the sky.

The next moment, these attacks touched the silver handprint and were shattered by the power of the aftermath, which continued to carry the power of destruction and pressed downward.

This is the power of a Martial Zun, and the promotion of a Martial Sect to a Martial Zun is the evolution of life, and it is no longer possible to defeat it by numbers.

Only a few perverts who have cultivated super exercises have the ability to fight against Martial Venerable in the realm of Martial Sects, and that kind of exercise has never been possessed in the entire Martial God Continent.

The speed was too fast, and the people below no longer had a chance to perform a second martial arts.

"No!" Countless people had hideous faces and let out a terrible roar.

Below, a golden lightning bolt struck, slammed on the silver handprint, and the silver handprint disappeared with a bang, and then continued to fly towards the night with majestic power.

Another lightning bolt of divine power, from the emperor of the Bat Clan.

Fortunately, Yechen prepared early, and after seeing so many races, Yechen knew that this time in order to keep himself, they must have prepared a lot.

The massive scales were removed from the storage ring by Yechen and held underneath.

"Boom!" This time the amount of divine power was also a lot, and Yechen and Wang Ziyu were blown out again, and the two of them were shocked like cannonballs and flew high into the sky.

That speed is no slower than the full flight of Yechen.

"Whew!" hundreds of aliens were still in the void, their faces still looking at the distant night with a thick sense of horror, each of them left a cold sweat on their bodies, sweat wet their hair, so that their original glorious hair stuck together, like a water dog.

The emperors who didn't make a move below originally had a relaxed smile, but at this moment, the smile was still condensed on their faces, which was very embarrassing.

The wind was blowing gently, and the scene that had been chaotic was now unusually quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the wind and the sound of heavy panting.

After a while, I don't know who said, "Yechen is terrible!"

The lion clan Luo Ya, who had been laughing at Yechen, turned his face very serious at this moment, and said in a deep voice: "Except for divine power, we are not opponents. ”

Everyone nodded very tacitly, the pressure of death just now has made them feel a deep fear until now, shattering the arrogance of these emperors.

The emperor of the White Rhino Clan said with a shocked tone: "That Yechen, I don't know how to cultivate, how can he be so strong. ”

The crowd was silent, and who knew about it.

"Look, what is that?" said the Eagle Clan Emperor Ying Bo, who was standing in the sky, and then everyone suddenly looked up, only to see a small silver dot flying above the sky.

The silver dots were extremely fast, and when everyone saw them clearly, everyone's faces showed a look of astonishment.

That's it, silver palm print.

The terrifying coercion fell from the sky, and immediately touched the string of death in everyone's mind.

Countless people subconsciously said in unison: "It's the power of Yechen." ”

This palm print, like the previous one, was so powerful that it was unstoppable, covering everyone below like the sky, so that the warriors of the alien race could not escape.

"Divine power, use divine power quickly!" someone shouted, they were still standing in the sky, where did they think that Yechen, who had just been knocked away, made a comeback and slapped a fatal palm.

A scepter appeared in the hand of the fair-skinned emperor, and then turned into lightning and slammed into the silver palm, which was silently shattered.

This is the divine power of this blow, which only dissolves Yechen's power, but does not hit Yechen, which makes Bai He, a disciple of the White Rhino Clan, feel very unwilling.

At this moment, the people who were originally standing above the heads of everyone did not dare to continue standing, but dispersed, so as not to have a chance to escape when they were attacked by Yechen.

A small black dot appeared in the sky, and someone exclaimed, "The night is coming." ”

At this moment, Yechen's figure seemed to them to be like a great god, bringing them great pressure to die.

"What to do!" Several geniuses with divine power stood together, this time it was not only the emperor who carried divine power, in order to be able to kill Yechen, the alien races would not be stingy with their treasured strength at all, and now they can communicate with the gods, and they can obtain the divine power given by the gods from time to time, so that they will not be as poor as before.

Yingbo said viciously: "Since I have come in, there is no reason to retreat, I can't afford to lose this face." Moreover, I think that this time everyone has brought a lot of divine power, so why not cooperate and leave Yechen here completely. ”

Luo Ya said in a deep voice: "Yingbo is right, just leave like this, I am not reconciled, our golden lion clan can't afford to lose this face, join forces and kill him!"

As the two kings spoke, everyone nodded silently,

Ying Bo said in a deep voice: "Then, let's not save divine power, cooperate with each other, cooperate with each other to use divine power, Yechen will definitely not be the opponent of divine power, that is the power of the gods." ”

At this moment, Yechen saw a group of the strongest people below gathering sneakily together, and immediately slapped a palm towards this group of people, and the silver palm condensed again, and then pressed downward.

"Come on, Yechen, give me death!" Yingbo, who had originally used the Divine Power Scepter once, turned out a scepter from the storage ring again, and then the divine power surged, shattering the silver palm print made by Yechen, and then crushing the palm print and blasting towards Yechen's body.

"There are still ones!" Yechen gritted his teeth, stepped on the silver light, and narrowly avoided it.

The divine power grazed past Yechen's side, leaving a bloody wound on his right arm.

"It's still a bit careless!" his right hand was working, and the wound was slowly healing, and then he saw a group of geniuses below, one by one, holding a scepter, and suddenly soared......

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