"No, it can't be!" the oracle stared at the scene with a look of shock as his brass bell eyes widened.

The previous Nine Dragons roared and made Yechen embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the improved Nine Dragons roar this time was actually slashed by Yechen's sword.

It wasn't until now that the divine envoy found out that Yechen had never used all his strength, and he had been playing with others, perhaps his series of behaviors were as childish and ridiculous as a child in the eyes of the other party.

The thought of this made the angel's lungs almost explode.

Except for the divine envoy, everyone was still immersed in Yechen's sword just now and couldn't extricate themselves, and after a long time, everyone who reacted stared at Yechen with an incredulous expression.

At this moment, Yechen is still as calm as a wave, looking ahead indifferently, his long hair is still excited in his energy, and there is a strange charm in his calmness.

"Ye Changtian, how is this possible!" the Golden Lion King exclaimed, as if they didn't believe what they saw in front of them at all, and the martial arts performed by the powerful divine envoy were also broken, and a bad feeling quietly surged up in everyone's hearts.

"Long live Your Majesty!" Below, the morale was high, and countless people looked at the sky with excited faces, and the green tendons on their foreheads burst out, and they let out a tsunami-like shout.

Every Terran warrior seemed to feel that there was a hot blood in his body that wanted to be relieved and gushed out, so he could only put all his strength on the shout, venting the excitement in his heart.

There were also countless warriors, their right fists pounding against the stone slabs to vent the excitement in their hearts, even though the blood on the fists was blurred, they still raised their heads and blushed and let out a desperate roar.

The Terrans were so excited, they seemed to have come to heaven from hell, and the Terran soldiers who had long been ready to die in battle finally found that they could not die at this moment.

The black figure standing in the sky, his legendary career did not end because of the alliance of different races, let alone died because of the arrival of the divine messenger, his legendary road still continues, and he still stands in the sky and blooms with his own brilliance.

He is still the heaven of the human race, the patron saint of the human race.

"Dead Monarch!" the roar continued in the heavens and the earth for a long time, and the soldiers did not finish venting their excitement for a long time.

The divine envoy slowly lowered his head, his wings drooped, looking very decadent, and after a long time, in the tsunami-like cry of the human mountain, he suddenly laughed slowly: "Hehehe, hahahahaha!"

The sound from low to high quickly overwhelmed the laughter of the Terran soldiers, and the Terran soldiers also stopped, looking in amazement at the oracle that exuded wild laughter in the sky.

After a long laugh, the oracle slowly raised his head, staring at Yechen with blood-red eyes, and then the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, revealing sharp white fangs.

The divine envoy smirked and said, "Night." I didn't expect that you, a small human race with a high status, would still have such combat power, it seems that you really want to kill you at all costs. ”

"Oh!" Yechen replied lightly, his face was neither happy nor sad, but the divine envoy was angry to find that Yechen's calm expression seemed to have a sneer at him.

It is because of ignorance that it is calm.

"You, still don't believe me?" said the divine envoy, "then, let me see where your limits are." This was originally a means given to me by the gods to save my life, but now that I am no longer distressed, killing a human genius like you, the reward of the gods will be even richer. ”

Of course, the secret of Yechen's body is also the object of coveted by the divine envoy.

"Oh, then let me see. Yechen replied calmly.

"Then, try the most terrifying trick I've brought with me this time. The divine envoy grasped and flipped in the void, the palm of his hand was facing upward, and a golden droplet the size of a ping-pong ball was suspended above the palm of the divine envoy, and this mass of liquid droplets exuded an aura that was countless times more terrifying than that of the divine envoy, as if the entire sky was trembling under this mass of aura, and the entire plane seemed to be torn apart by this terrifying force.

"Divine power?" Yechen murmured softly. He was already very familiar with this power, but with so many divine powers gathered together, it was the first time Yechen had seen it.

The terrifying aura, even the night, seemed to smell death.

It's too powerful, it's unbelievably powerful.

The power of the divine envoy frantically poured into the divine power, the divine power was driven by the power, and the golden light illuminated the ground and everyone could not open their eyes, and then slowly dissolved, pouring into the black long knife in the hand of the divine envoy.

The long knife, which was originally extremely black, bloomed with a golden dazzling light at this moment.

The divine envoy slowly raised the long knife with both hands in his hand, and at this moment, he was extremely solemn, and muttered in a deep voice: "Great god, your slave Kungo will use your power to sweep away the enemies who disobey your will, and let him be destroyed forever under the punishment of the gods. ”

Then, the oracle looked at Yechen and roared, "O lowly human race, blaspheme the existence of the gods, accept the final punishment of the gods, Nine Dragons roar!"

The golden power turned into nine golden dragons and roared towards Yechen, in front of this force, Yechen instinctively felt his insignificance, and his soul trembled.

Such a majestic power seems to be something that cannot be countered by human beings at all.

Looking at the galloping and roaring golden dragon, the divine envoy's face calmed down, and he whispered, "It's all over." ”

The power of the gods is unstoppable, and the treasures of the lower planes are as fragile as paper paste in front of the gods, and Yechen's figure has been locked by the roar of the Nine Dragons, and he can't think of any possibility of Yechen surviving.

This is divine power, and it is the divine power of a very powerful god, unless Yechen also has the power of a god, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

For Yechen, such a power is really unstoppable.

"Fortunately!" Yechen sighed softly, if it weren't for that inexplicable chance, he would really have been buried under the divine power three times and twice.

Fortunately, the previous alien race used divine power to kill Yechen three times and twice, so that Yechen was still not in a hurry when he encountered such a majestic power.

"Boom!" Yechen was struck by nine golden dragons, and the light burst out, flooding the void and flooding the earth......

"It's over!" the oracle murmured softly.

"Long live the Dead Monarch!"

"Long live Your Majesty!" The roar below was still endless, and for the current Terran soldiers, even the most terrifying power, they believed that Yechen could handle it.

The only thing they can do now is to cheer for Yechen.

"Hehe, a bunch of stupid humans!Wait, prepare to be slaughtered, this seat wants this fortress to be a river of blood, and all the races here want to die in wailing!" the burly figure of the god made look down, his voice cold and murderous......

(End of chapter)