Chapter 1952: The End of the War
The mysterious scales, above the dark streamer, slammed down.
The dark streamer said in a voice: "Please, spare me, we are just on different sides, you Terrans, don't you also kill many people in our dark camp." I can make meritorious deeds. ”
Yechen sneered and said: "Let you go, how can I have the face to face the compatriots who have been killed by you, let you go, how can I meet the relatives and friends of those compatriots who were killed by you!"
"However, we just have different positions, if it weren't for me, I would have died. Dark Streamer yelled.
"Starry Sky Battlefield, there is no right or wrong, there is, it is a position, you are invaders!" When Yechen sighed in his heart, the mysterious scales in his hand finally fell.
The streamer that was originally flying at extreme speed was smashed by mysterious scales, turning into scattered light and disappearing in the void.
"Is it dead?" Yechen frowned as he looked at the scattered black streamers.
"No matter, even if you die, even if you don't die, if you dare to appear on the starry battlefield again, I can still kill you once. Yechen said lightly, and then with a move of his right hand, he took the black ruler from the sky and held it in his hand.
This ruler seems to be composed of a streamer, which is as light as nothing when it is held in Yechen's hand, but it brings a heavy feeling to Yechen, as if as long as you hold this ruler and smash it, you can smash a star. This feeling is very magical.
Then, Yechen put away the black ruler and set his eyes in the direction of the purple-eyed zombie.
"Desecrate this seat, you are all looking for death!" The purple-eyed zombie shot out his hands frantically, but no matter how sharp his claws were, they were all dissolved by Lan Wen's silver spear one by one, firmly confined the purple-pupiled zombie under his own gun, preventing him from escaping.
The purple-eyed zombie roared again and again: "You ants, do you know who this seat is? A look from this seat can make you die without a place to be buried, and your body will be destroyed!"
"I'll talk about it when you come. Yechen sneered, "In order to raise this corpse, how many compatriots of my human race have you killed, I hope you come quickly, so that we can settle the old and new accounts together." ”
Yechen raised the mysterious scales high and smashed them down against the purple-eyed zombie who was restrained by Lan Wen.
It smashed right on the head of the purple-eyed zombie, smashing to the ground and his eyes were full of gold stars.
"Ants, don't go too far! let this corpse go, this seat owes you a favor. "The purple-eyed zombie finally said a soft word, but in Yechen's opinion, these are just nonsense.
This corpse is so perfect, there are not a few in the entire Three Realms, and it has been cultivated by him for countless years with secret methods and genius earth treasures, and it has been tempered in the starry sky battlefield for tens of thousands of years, it can be said that such a magic weapon is more precious than the artifact of the superior god for some gods.
The more he put down his body and begged for mercy, Yechen knew that the more precious this magic weapon was, the more he couldn't let him leave.
Taking advantage of the Venus in the eyes of the purple-pupiled zombie, a soul vortex suddenly exploded in Yechen's mind, bombarding the purple-pupiled zombie's skull.
"I'm an immortal!" the purple-eyed zombie roared angrily, "Not even the power of the soul can hurt me." ”
As soon as the roar fell, the purple-eyed zombie let out another scream: "Ah!"
Then, the purple-eyed zombie held its head in both hands, and its feet trembled in the air.
"What's going on, my physical body is strong enough to withstand any soul attack. Why, why exactly. The purple-eyed zombie roared.
Yechen is also confused, can resist any soul attack?
Then, one after another soul vortex smashed out of Yechen's mind and smashed towards the purple-pupiled zombie.
The purple-eyed zombie was smashed to the ground and roared repeatedly, its feet trembled more violently, and its screams became more terrible, like a slaughtered pig.
"Why, why!ah! I'm about to complete my perfect body!" the purple-eyed zombie screamed as he wailed, and then his voice slowly weakened, and the last consciousness left in his mind was completely crushed by the soul vortex of Yechen.
"This seat, I will not spare you......" With this thought, the purple-eyed zombie finally stood motionless in the air.
Yechen knew that the will in the purple pupil zombie had been completely defeated, and even with it, the chaotic will of the purple pupil zombie before was also defeated by Yechen.
The purple-eyed zombie was motionless, his face was as white as paper, and his face was hideous......
Yechen stepped forward, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the face of the purple-pupiled zombie, as if caressing a peerless girl, and said softly: "What a flawless body, it's really tempting." ”
Yechen decided that when he stepped into the immortal realm, he would refine the purple-pupiled zombie into an external clone, doubling the strength of his body, and doubling his cultivation speed.
Putting away the purple-eyed zombie, Yechen turned his gaze to the left and right......
"Kill!" Yechen shouted coldly, and together with Lan Wen, he fought left and right, killing two different camps.
With Yechen joining, the battle is even more one-sided, Yechen and Lan Wen frantically slaughter the masters of the two camps, and with every move, dozens of masters have fallen.
Yechen and Lan Wen's hands were filled with the blood of the dark camp and the light camp.
These people in front of them are the elites of the two camps, after killing them, in the future, in the yellow-level battlefield, no one will be able to compete with the human race, and the resources of the yellow-level battlefield are all owned by the human race.
Of course, the two camps will continue to dig for masters...... From now on, the Terrans have an absolute advantage.
Because of the addition of Yechen and Lan Wen, the battle ended quickly.
"Victory!" the Terrans cheered, letting out a cry of extreme excitement.
But soon, the Terran army stood in the void and looked at Yechen, saluting at Yechen, and everyone's eyes were full of respect when they looked at Yechen.
At this moment, Yechen is the hero of the human race, and it is Yechen who leads them to an unprecedented victory.
Everyone's face was filled with a big smile, which was the joy that came after a great victory.
The human race, I don't know how many years have not won such a big victory, and among these enemies who die in front of them, almost one or two enemies with life and death enemies can be recruited.
Now, these people have finally died in their own hands, so that they can take revenge.
All of this is thanks to Yechen.
Situ Xueqin led Yu Changfeng and the others to walk slowly, and Yechen said to Situ Xueqin: "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, I'm afraid, alarm the gods of the sacred mountain." ”
From the beginning to the end of the battle, the time that passed was very short, as short as only about ten minutes.
With the current strength of Yechen, when he encounters those gods who appeared before, he has the strength to kill, but after all, this is someone else's territory, and Yechen is afraid of provoking a more powerful existence.
Shenshan and his party have achieved results beyond Yechen's expectations, and Yechen wants to go home.
Home is his concern, and he is worried that Mo Dinghong and the others have already touched the top of the Martial God Star.
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