"Hahaha, divine power is nothing more than that. ”

As this wild voice spread in all directions, the expressions on the faces of countless people became extremely rich.

"Yechen!" Meng Xinqi and the others showed a deep surprise on their faces.

"Yechen!" Eagle Sky and the others looked down coldly with gloomy faces.

Lin Chuanxue said loudly: "Hurry, run!"

Before many aliens could react, the blood-colored pillars of light continued to pierce into the sky, and the blood light that rose into the sky frantically slaughtered the martial kings of the alien races.

Blood feast, with the inflow of fresh blood, the power of the formation is not consumed, but is greatly improved, as the more creatures are killed, the more terrifying it becomes, after so many people have died in the alien race, Yechen's formation has become even more terrifying and bloody.

"Run. "The alien race continues to cry dad and call mother, the people who didn't run before can't wait to give themselves ten slaps, they had the opportunity to escape just now, but unfortunately they all missed it.

The shield below was lifted, and Yechen's figure flew into the sky again, his demon-like body laughing wildly in the sky, as if mocking the weakness and powerlessness of the aliens.

The aliens are fleeing frantically, screaming as if they have encountered the end of the world.

The faces of the disciples were pale, their lips trembled, and their eyes showed a deep sense of horror.

Eagle Sky muttered in disbelief, "How could he be so strong, how could he be like this. ”

"Quick, run away!" Lin Chuanxue roared loudly, waking everyone up.

Fufune made a quick U-turn.

"Oh my God, this night, it's really terrible. Countless Terrans watching the battle were extremely excited, and they felt that the blood all over their bodies was ignited by the night.

"Quick, this is the moment to remember history, we are all witnesses of history, quickly send this matter to the Martial God Space. ”

"Thousands of alien blood islands, killed by Yechen alone, Yechen, you are the pride of our human race. ”

"I saw that the aliens were terrified, trembling, and they were fleeing for their lives, just to escape the sight of one man, and that man was called Yechen. ”

"This is history, the history of the entire human race will remember this moment, let us remember the name that created the whole history, Yechen. ”

"Life is endless, fighting is endless, Yechen, you are the spirit of our young generation. ”

One by one, the martial kings who watched the battle brought their emotions into the text, and one message after another was released in the Martial God space, and it didn't take long for the Martial God space to shook, and the entire human race shook.

Immediately afterwards, the entire alien race also received news from the human race, and the alien race was shaken.

"Yechen is not dead, how can Yechen not die?" Jiangyin City, Du Xinfeng roared angrily, "Okay, let's let you live for the time being, I want to see how you fight with our Du family." ”

"Chen'er, you are really good. Mother is proud of you!" Zhang Yun sat in the courtyard, crying with joy.

"Young Master, Xiao Luo is also proud of you!" Ye Xiao Luo cried, the eyes of the two of them were already red from crying, if they didn't still hold on to the last glimmer of hope, maybe both of them would have collapsed.

Some people are happy and some are sad, and the life and death of Yechen stir the nerves of countless people.

Some people are celebrating with the crown, and some people are scolding.

In the imperial palace of the imperial capital, Ye Zixuan said softly: "Blue Moon, you say, is it a blood feast?"

Lan Yue nodded and said, "Judging from the description, this is indeed a blood feast, but it is very complicated to build a blood feast, and it must be a formation master." ”

"It's weird. Ye Zixuan said softly, "It seems that the secrets hidden in him are beyond our imagination." ”

Lan Yue sighed in her heart, looking at Ye Zixuan's calm face, but her heart was suddenly worried about Yechen.

Although Lan Yue doesn't understand politics, she also knows that it is not a good thing for a person to arouse the suspicion of the emperor.

Lan Yue said in a low voice: "His talent has been seen through the ages. ”

"Have you seen it for eternity?" Ye Zixuan looked at Lan Yue, and then laughed softly, "Wouldn't that be comparable to the first emperor?"

Lan Yue said: "Perhaps, our Death Empire has finally produced a peerless genius. ”

"Hehe, what you're talking about!" The emperor's temper was difficult to fathom, Ye Zixuan suddenly laughed again, and said to Lan Yue, "When he returns, I will make him a general of the fifth grade, an official position, or General Fubo, Jiangyin City can expand the army to 50,000 people, but wait for him to come back alive first." Someone came, and gave the holy decree of the transmission array, so that all the masters of the Death Empire who entered the Star Sea battlefield returned. ”

Lan Yue hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, who are you?"

Ye Zixuan stood up, looked at the sky outside the window, and said softly: "Over there of the alien race, how can you tolerate Yechen to continue to grow? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

。。。。。

On the island within the Star Sea Battlefield, countless alien races fell from the sky, and the surviving alien races were frantically fleeing.

Yechen grabbed the void in his right hand, and the red blood light rose to the sky, condensing into a huge blood sword that was held by Yechen in his hand.

Someone saw that Yechen chased and killed the alien race for dozens of miles with a bloody sword before returning.

The island had finally calmed down, and the aliens above their heads had disappeared, and after this battle, no alien dared to attack Yechen.

If you can't even kill someone with divine power, does it make sense to kill it again?

There are countless corpses lying on the island, at this moment, except for Yechen, everyone is very busy, busy throwing the corpses into the storage ring in the fastest time, conservatively estimated, this time the people who died under the blood feast are no less than five thousand, although for the entire alien warrior king, less than one thousandth, but such a loss, no alien race can afford it.

Every martial king is a treasure in the clan, and it will be distressing to die one, let alone die so much at one time.

Countless alien races were shaken, and even Emperor Wu released a statement that Yechen must die.

At this moment, Yechen was lying motionless on the grass, and countless small wounds appeared on his body, and blood seeped out from the wounds.

"Made, it's too big. Yechen is smiling bitterly, this time the killing is very cool, but the body has to control such a powerful force, which is a huge burden in itself, and now Yechen, even moving his fingers feels difficult, any martial king can kill him.

Fortunately, the aliens have been killed, and no one dares to set foot on this small island.

Perhaps, they are looking for other Terrans to take revenge.

It's a pity that those emperors fled at the first time and didn't keep them, which made Yechen regretful.

In short, Yechen doesn't have to think about anything for the time being, just waiting for the injury to slowly recover.

Half a day later, everyone finally put all the corpses into the storage rings, and then these storage rings were stuffed into Yechen's arms by Huang Xinrou, holding these storage rings, Yechen smiled very happily.

Yechen looked at everyone: "You don't have any private hiding, these corpses are all trophies that I exchanged my life for!"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, and the little fat man said even more seriously: "Yechen, what do you think of us, how can you be greedy for your things." ”

"Well, we're not rare in your stuff. Meng Xinqi also said with a serious face.

As for whether they "made a mistake" when collecting the corpses and put them in their own storage rings, only they know.

In half a day, Yechen's injuries also recovered, and he became lively again.

(End of chapter)