"Oh, are you talking about me?" Just as Huyan was talking to Luca and the others, a black figure slowly fell from the sky, looking at them with a smile.

"You're Yechen?" Lukka held the Glaive in his hand and looked at Yechen coldly, without the slightest fear on his face.

However, Hu Yan looked at Yechen with a solemn face, and then slowly got up from the grass.

Yechen showed a smile and said, "Yes, I am Yechen." ”

"Okay, let me see how many pounds and taels you have!" Luca, who was five meters tall, held a huge glaive knife and slashed towards Yechen, the long knife was filled with strong water vapor, like a sea pressing against Yechen.

This shot made Hu Yan's pupils subconsciously shrink, and he said softly: "This guy's strength has not fallen." ”

As soon as Lukka grabbed the Yechen Void in front of him, a huge black magic sword appeared in his hand, and then took a step forward, and the magic sword slashed out.

The waves condensed by the power of the water were like papier-mâché and pierced by Yechen's sword, and then the magic sword slashed through the top of Lukka's head, drawing a straight line from top to bottom.

Luka's body slowly cracked, scattering left and right, and Yechen walked out of the middle and slapped it at Hu Yan is palm.

"No!" shouted in horror from countless people.

Hu Yan took out a golden scepter, and divine power surged from the scepter.

"Chirp!" A sharp arrow flew in the distance, piercing Hu Yan's head, and the divine power poured into the ground, and then disappeared.

All the screaming aliens were all slapped to death by Yechen's palm.

The little skeleton falls, helping Yechen to receive the body into the storage ring.

The hunt has been going on for three whole days, and in three days, Yechen has hunted and killed half of the emperors and more than a hundred martial sects, plus Lan Wen at the entrance, and their harvest, a total of more than four hundred foreign races, about two-thirds of the people.

Yechen looked into the distance and said softly, "It's almost." ”

Then, Nighttime stepped on the silver light and flew through the sky at breakneck speed.

About half a day later, Nightshade reappeared at the entrance.

"Meet the General!" Ten members of the Nightshade Camp emerged from the darkness and knelt down on one knee in front of Yechen.

"Hmm!" Yechen nodded in response, and one of the captains gave Yechen a collated confession that recorded their sightings of the pus-shedding zombies.

A person's confession may be a lie, but with so many confessions in front of him, it is easy to find out the true news, Yechen doesn't believe it, so many people are scattered in this grassland, and they don't see the zombie, if they don't see it, Yechen is afraid that he will live here for the New Year.

Chang Baihui appeared and put together the recorded confessions.

Next, Yechen sat cross-legged on the grass to cultivate, and the people of the Night Charm Camp sorted out the final conclusion.

In less than five minutes, Chang Baihui provided the news to Yechen, in the direction of thirty-four degrees at the entrance, about two days away, there was a small dirt slope, the soil slope is loess, and the grass does not grow for a long time, so it is very eye-catching.

Sure enough, there are still many people with great strength, and these people who entered the secret realm to kill Yechen have become Yechen's helpers at this moment.

Yechen said to Lan Wen: "Next, you stay here, if someone comes, scare them away, don't kill people, don't arrest people, the little skeleton stays here, Lan Wen comes with me!"

"Hmm!" Lan Wen replied.

There is Ivy here, it's enough, in terms of tacit understanding, Lan Wen is more able to echo her mind, just like the bow and arrow before, if it is Lan Wen, it will be faster than a little skeleton.

Then, Yechen took Lan Wen and continued to rush to the sky, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the sky.

Along the way, Yechen also met the alien warriors who came to the other in threes and threes, and after these aliens saw Yechen's figure, they scattered around like frightened birds, Yechen ignored them and flew at great speed according to the destination.

The cold ghost fire is the top priority.

At the speed of the night, a day later, the night saw the dirt slope seen by the aliens in the dark night, and this breakthrough was like a hill, and in the middle of this green meadow, it was particularly conspicuous.

A trace of rich yin qi slowly overflowed from below the breakthrough, and it was indeed inhabited by dead creatures.

"Huh!" Yechen heard a movement behind the small dirt slope, and after getting a little closer, he saw a Terran zombie with his back to him, grabbing the corpse of an Eagle Terran and gnawing on it, feeling the arrival of Yechen, the zombie suddenly turned around, a pair of eyes were green, exuding a cold green light, the miserable white face was full of blood, and the sharp fangs of refining were exposed, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Roar!" a roar swept in all directions like a wave like a thunderclap on the ground, and the green grass around it shattered rapidly under the roar.

"It's okay, it's easy to deal with!" After taking a look at the strength of the zombie, Yechen breathed a sigh of relief, this is a third-order martial arts zombie, and with Lan Wen, it is enough to clean him up.

Then he looked at the zombie, his clothes were in tatters, only a few strips of cloth hung on his body, and his right leg was rotting and dripping with pus.

"Sure enough, it's this pus-bleeding zombie!"

Of course, this pus is not a 10,000-year corpse spring, the real 10,000-year corpse spring is the venom formed after the pus needs to be gathered together for 10,000 years.

"Roar!" the zombie dropped the corpse of the Eagle Clan, and then flew up suddenly, rushing towards the night, and a strange smell rushed towards it.

The zombie's claws emitted a cold light in the night, and a wave of death surged in, grabbing Yechen's body.

At this speed, Yechen's face changed slightly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he hurriedly blocked the silver spear in his hand in front of him, resisting the zombie's blow.

Yechen's body was slapped away from afar, and Lan Wen's silver spear on the side attacked, swept on the zombie's waist, and swept the zombie out fiercely.

When Yechen's body was about to hit the ground, the silver spear in his hand suddenly stabbed into the grass below, and flew back into the void with the help of the power of the shock, and then looked at the zombie with some incredulity, and muttered: "Emperor-level exercises." ”

This zombie has actually cultivated the emperor-level exercises, which shows that this is definitely not an ordinary zombie, behind it, there are masters?

In other words, he may not have had any chances, after all, the wisdom of the dead creatures who have cultivated to the supreme level has surpassed that of ordinary people, and the zombie in front of him may not be able to have too high wisdom because he has not been in contact with the outside world for a long time, but in terms of cultivation, it will definitely not be too bad.

And the talent of this zombie, Yechen can't even see it, according to common sense, this should be a zombie with the talent of the martial king, but on the contrary, he has reached the martial honor.

It's weird.

(End of chapter)