"Oh, the power of the gods, it can crush you and me with a single finger!" Yechen murmured softly.

"Yes. Kungo said loudly, "So, let me go, it's good for you and me." In the future, we will draw the land and rule, and people of other races will never set foot in the territory of your human race. ”

"Lord Divine Envoy?" The Martial Emperors of the alien race were shocked, they did not expect that the envoy of the dignified gods would actually say such words begging for mercy. You know, the warriors of the alien race are fighting bravely, and after dying for the gods anyway, they will eventually return to the gods.

It's just that for the oracle, he has more secrets, and naturally knows that when a person dies, there is nothing, and anything that returns to the gods is just to deceive ignorant and ignorant believers.

Kunwu believes in the gods and is loyal to the gods, but he will not only think about foolish loyalty, only by reporting the information of Yechen can the gods make a more correct judgment.

Therefore, whatever painting the land is ruled by, it is just a deception of the night.

"Shut up!" Faced with the doubts of the Martial Emperors, the divine envoy glared angrily, "Whoever dares to make noise again is blasphemy against the gods." ”

The Martial Emperors of the alien race shut up, after all, the other party was a divine envoy and knew the gods better, they didn't dare to refute, and they didn't know how to refute.

"Yechen!" the oracle stared at Yechen tightly and shouted, "This is a great thing for you and me, what are you hesitating about." ”

"Hehe!" Yechen said lightly, "All I want is for you to die." ”

"You!" As soon as the divine envoy made a sound, Lan Wen in the sky pounced viciously, and the fierce sword aura on the magic sword in his hand was horizontal.

"Kill!" Yechen snorted coldly, and his body suddenly soared into the sky.

"Damn!" the oracle roared and roared, "that natal zombie you blocked for me!"

Blocking him? The Martial Emperors of the Alien Race subconsciously looked at Lan Wen, only to feel that scalp tingling, that terrifying power, how could we people resist it?

"Kill!" There were still devout believers who obeyed the orders of the divine envoy and rushed towards Lan Wen with a wild scream, each of them exuding the power of destroying the world and destroying the world, and to the countless ordinary warriors below, they were as high as gods.

There are more than ten Martial Emperors in total.

The sword shadow on Lan Wen's body bloomed, and then the space within a certain range of the space around her turned into sword shadows, and these more than ten martial emperors were strangled and smashed by the sword qi overflowing from Lan Wen's body before they could touch Lan Wen.

More than a dozen terrifying Martial Emperors were killed in seconds by Lan Wen's overflowing sword qi, and they didn't even need to shoot head-on.

Powerful sword aura, terrifying.

Countless people watched this scene with extreme envy, this was the pinnacle power on the Martial God Continent, and even the Martial Emperor was trembling under their feet......

This was a historic moment, and from this moment on, they knew that the Martial Emperor on the Martial God Continent was no longer at its peak...... The will of the gods can also be reversed.

Lan Wen's sword qi completely shook all the Martial Emperors.

The Golden Lion King and many other emperors, you look at me, I look at you, everyone is extremely jealous and dare not step forward again.

After all, the temple has not moved for 10,000 years, and this group of newly grown emperors is not as good as the priests of the gods and temples in terms of piety.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Wen and Yechen approached Kun Wu at the same time, and the magic swords in their hands bloomed with dazzling light.

"Ahh

The long knife in his hand blocked Yechen's magic sword, but it didn't block Lan Wen's magic sword.

The oracle's left arm, severed entirely, fell from the sky.

"Bastards, you dare!" roared the oracle.

Lan Wen's sword continued to slash, stabbing directly into the forehead of the divine envoy.

The divine envoy had no choice but to give up Yechen and block Lan Wen's magic sword.

Yechen's sword flashed in the void like black lightning.

Kungo's right arm holding the knife also fell, and he followed the long knife and fell into the void.

The divine envoy who has lost his arms is still terrifying, and the power released can easily kill ordinary martial emperors, but in the eyes of Yechen and Lan Wen, he is as weak as a sheep.

"Don't kill me, don't, spare me!" the god, who had lost his arms, completely abandoned his dignity and pleaded in the sky.

Yechen's sword-holding hand grabbed away in the void, and the magic sword turned into a ghostly light and disappeared into his palm.

Seeing this, the divine messenger rejoiced in his heart, and he thought that his plea for mercy had touched Yechen.

The next moment, Yechen's body suddenly stepped forward, and the magic sword in Lan Wen's hand slashed out at the same time.

The god was horrified and dodged Lan Wen's magic sword, after all, the lethality of the magic sword was too great, if he was hit by the vital point, he was afraid that he would definitely die, and Yechen was only empty-handed, he was confident that he would not die after bearing Yechen's power.

As he wished, he dodged Lan Wen's swordsmanship, but he did not avoid Yechen's hand, Yechen's shot was fast, and he slapped eighteen palms on his body in an instant.

The body of the divine envoy was slapped away from afar, and Yechen and Lan Wen stood there looking at him.

The divine envoy glanced down at his chest, Yechen's palm just now did not destroy the vitality in his body, and at this moment, his back was empty.

Finally there was no interception.

Thinking of this, the body of the oracle exploded into the sky, and he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

"Eighteen Palms of Purgatory!" The Golden Lion King and the others looked at the oracle with a look of horror, they had once captured the Terrans who could purgatory the Eighteen Palms and tried them on their bodies, and finally came to the conclusion that even if they were the Martial Emperor, they would still be invaded by the power of the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory, and the consequences would still be miserable.

And the characteristic of the Eighteen Palms of Purgatory is that when they are just hit by the palm, there is not the slightest sign of it.

It's like the current oracle, still flying in the sky, as fast as lightning, and about to burst out of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Soon, everyone saw that the speed of the divine envoy was getting slower and slower, the enclave was becoming more and more difficult, and even when flying, they had to take the initiative to constantly flap their wings.

When the divine envoy was about to break out of the atmosphere, his body finally stopped, and he kept rolling and roaring in midair, because he lost his arms, and the pain in his body could not be smoothed by touching his hands, making him even more painful.

"Ah, what is this, damn Terran, what have you done to the great oracle!" Kungo let out an extremely miserable roar, "Once this seat dies, the gods will definitely sense, and you will not die well, you human race will be destroyed, why don't you come and untie this seat quickly." ”

Yechen was indifferent and watched all this silently.

The Martial Emperors of the Alien Race looked sad, and even the divine envoys were about to fall into this miserable situation, so what about these people?

The mood of sorrow spreads between heaven and earth, in stark contrast to the attitude of the time when it comes.

"Ah, please, please bypass me, I am willing to be a slave, if you spare me!"

(End of chapter)