"Huh!"

As the Indian Sage Harris waved the golden branch in his hand, the golden branch suddenly skyrocketed.

Under everyone's gaze, seven small branches grew out of thin air from the golden branch, all blood-red, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from above.

"Such a strong blood light qi, worthy of being the spiritual treasure of the strongest person in the Indian country, Lord Gerald Beast Emperor!"

"It is said that in order to refine this treasure, Lord Gerald forcibly sent hundreds of thousands of refugees one after another, and this golden divine tree absorbed hundreds of thousands of qi and blood......"

At that moment, there were Western powerhouses who changed their colors.

And many powerhouses of the Chinese Kingdom stared at the Emperor Realm Divine Tree with solemn faces.

The Spirit Treasure of the Beast Emperor!

Can Ye Nan resist it?

"Boom......"

Immediately afterward, I saw the seven small branches on the Imperial Realm Divine Tree moving in the wind, and then flew out in unison, like the hideous giant tongues of ancient fierce beasts.

And as the Golden Divine Tree skyrocketed, the body of the Indian Sage Harris dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, it was a sacrifice of the whole body's qi and blood.

"Ye Nanmad, you go to die!"

"Hahaha!"

Harris, shriveled as a mummy, laughed maniacally.

As his voice fell.

The seven branches that were like a hideous giant tongue were wrapped in monstrous aura and went straight to Ye Chen, and the momentum was so great that it almost covered the entire heaven and earth.

"You want to kill me too?!!

Ye Chen put one hand behind his back, and leaned out from his chest with one hand, and his movements seemed extremely ordinary.

However, in the eyes of everyone, it was like a green dragon giant claw sweeping through the domain, and it was forced across the sky.

"Boom ......"

The green dragon giant claw directly wrapped the golden divine tree that covered the sky, and the visible Yuan Qi storm frantically swept away, accompanied by a large amount of blood qi.

The power is astounding!

Harris, the Sage of India, spat blood from his mouth and retreated again and again, his face full of extreme horror: "How is this possible? How !!is this possible?"

That's his master, the only spiritual treasure given by the Beast Emperor in India, even if it's the Beast Emperor of the West or the Saint of the East, it can't be destroyed, right?

However, he was pinched by Ye Chen?

Thinking of this, his expression changed suddenly, and then he looked at Ye Chen suddenly: "You...... You are a saint......"

"Die!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen stepped on it, and endless divine power bloomed out under his feet.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen's eyes were full of murderous intent, his eyes were terrifying, his black hair was flying, and with one kick, he directly crushed the former's body, and his soul turned into ashes.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the sky and on the ground!

At this moment, both the strong people in the East and the strong people in the West all changed color together, and they felt terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially the Western powerhouses, bordering on despair!

Although the Indian Sage Harris is only a quasi-holy combat power, his strength is enough to squeeze into the top twenty when he looks at the world, and he has the help of the Beast King's sharp weapon, I am afraid that the Beast Emperor himself will not be able to kill him so quickly!

However, now he was killed by Ye Chen's foot!

"Sage !!"

"He's a saint!!"

Some of the surviving Secret Realm supreme beings roared angrily, their faces full of disbelief.

As soon as this statement came out!

The audience was silent!

Sage!

This combat power represents the existence of the Beast Emperor level in the West, and looking at the world, it is only a first-hand index!

Some people don't want to believe it!

But the facts are right in front of you!

From the beginning of the war between the East and the West to the present, it has only been half an hour, but there are too many strong people who have died in Ye Chen's hands!

Harris, the Sage of India!

Dongying Onmyoji Heavenly Yin Evil Master!

The second prince of the British bloodline!

Christian, High Priest of the City of Totems!

......

The sum of the front and back is more than twenty, and they are all the strongest people in the major secret realms and holy places!

"Die!"

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, Huangquan Ancestor slashed a beast king on Mount Olympus with a sword!

Ye Wushuang, Luo Tianya and others killed many people one after another, causing the balance of this battle to finally tilt towards Huaguo's side.

And the oracle of Mount Olympus had already fought with the Kunlun Ruins Saint Ziqing Cang to the top of the Nine Heavens, and both sides were injured, as if they were desperate.

"I'm in the West, what should I do now? Why don't you run away?"

"No, if we flee directly, the strong people of Huaguo will definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue, and we will die faster!"

"How could Ye Nanmad be so powerful, if he had known that this was the case, even if he killed me, he would not have participated in the Eastern Crusade army......

For a time, there were discussions among the Western armies one after another, and many people were terrified in their hearts, and they regretted not falling.

In the final analysis, Ye Chen had no grudge against some of them in the secret realms and holy lands at all.

The reason why they participated was purely because they thought that with so many secret realms and holy lands in the West, Ye Nanfang would definitely be defeated, so they also joined in, just to fish in troubled waters and get a piece of the pie.

However, who would have thought that after the real start of the war, it would be such an unacceptable ending for them.

"Now it is only up to Hermes, the god of the holy mountain, Mount Olympus, to recover his decline!"

"The divine envoy has been dragged down by the saints of the east, and I am afraid that he will not be able to take care of us, unless we have a hidden hand on our side!"

Countless Western powerhouses are secretly frightened.

As if to test his suspicions.

And at this moment, a young man in a suit stepped out, looked at Ye Chen and sneered: "Ye Nanmad, don't be complacent too early, before you come, my blood clan has already left a back hand!"

"My Holy See also has a backhand!" the only remaining cardinal in the Vatican camp sneered.

Without waiting for everyone to react, they saw that the young man in the suit suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and quickly drew a strange blood-colored rune in the air.

"Your Excellency the First Prince Nicholas, your most loyal child, Gaia, awaits you with a blood sacrifice!"

The young man in the suit knelt on the ground, extremely religious.

As his words fell, an incomparably fierce noise suddenly came out of the originally turbulent Western camp.

Prince Nicholas!

The first prince of the British bloodline, no one knows how many years he lived, and no one has ever seen his face!

The only thing I know is that everyone who has seen him is dead, and it is said that the current Blood Clan Demon Banquet Party is his descendant!

This man is the father of the Bloodline!

"He actually wants to summon the first prince of Nicholas, so Ye Nanmad will definitely die!"

Many Western powerhouses were secretly overjoyed, looking at the space beside them, faintly ready to greet them.

However, as time passed, there was no movement between heaven and earth.

In the end, even the face of the young man of the blood clan changed, and he kowtowed again: "Your Excellency the First Prince of Nicholas, your most loyal child Gaia is waiting for your arrival with blood as a sacrifice!"

"You're going to summon this piece of waste?"

And at this moment, a faint voice that seemed to be disdainful came from the western sky.