The golden lion flying upside down, watching Yechen's silver spear stabbing at him, suddenly became ruthless in his heart, and said angrily at Yechen: "Terran, you are looking for death, brothers, join forces to kill him." ”

As he spoke, the golden lion took the lead in burning his cultivation, and the power of his life was burning wildly, and black flames of light spread all over his body.

"It's too slow. Yechen said lightly, and the silver spear in his hand pierced the golden lion's chest, nailing the golden lion into the void.

Burning cultivation requires a certain amount of gestation time, although the time is not long, but it also requires a process.

"Bang!", the upper body of the golden lion completely exploded, and the godhead flew into the distance mixed in the flesh and blood, and the lower body continued to burn qi and blood, and then strangled towards Yechen's chest like a pair of scissors.

The silver spear in Yechen's right hand trembled, and the lower half of the flying body was twisted to pieces, and then Yechen grabbed at the flying Godhead Void.

The fleeing godhead froze slightly, and then slowly flew towards Yechen's palm.

The roar of the golden lion came from the godhead: "Brothers, what are you doing in a daze, Fornosa will go to find reinforcements, and the rest of the others, kill, as long as the godhead is still there, when someone kills him, we will divide the reward equally." I don't believe it, and the twelve of us can't kill him if we burn it together. Although the price of rebirth is large, as long as you kill Yechen, the cost of everything is not a problem. ”

"The old lion is right. The god of the Phantom Wolf Clan's eyes glowed red, and he shouted, "Burn Xiuwei, kill him." This time, he must not be allowed to return to the human race, for the sake of the dark gods. ”

"For the sake of the Dark God!" countless people shouted in unison, the power of faith combined with their own greed made them insane. Originally, the powerhouses of the dark camp all crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and although Yechen is strong now, it is not hopeless.

At this moment, Yechen finally grabbed the godhead of the golden lion, and then turned his head and saw countless crazy eyes.

At the same time, on the side of the Light Camp, a blonde-haired woman whispered to a middle-aged man, "What about us? Is that really Yechen?"

The middle-aged man was burly, wearing bright white armor, his hair and beard were golden, and his face was full of fortitude, and he whispered when he heard the words, "There are several masters of the Immortal Realm of the Human Race, this person suddenly appeared, and he cultivated so much power, almost the same as the legendary Yechen, it is very likely that it is him." ”

"But Yechen, he's not...... Is he still the combat power of a subordinate god?" the woman's words were filled with shock.

"Lower God Combat Power?" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and sneered, "Which lower God has the combat power that can kill people of the same level, thousands of masters in our Xuan-level battlefield were slaughtered by him, and no one was his opponent." His real combat power has long been very strong. It's just that I didn't expect it to be so strong. ”

"What about us?" the woman said.

"There is a saying in the human race: Praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches come last! The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Let's pick up the bargain in the end." Ellie, Nock, you two split up to inform our comrades, at this moment, the Moon Spirit Flower is no longer important. ”

"Okay!" the two responded, and then turned into two streamers of light and flew in two different directions.

Yechen glanced at the two of them from a distance, did not make a sound, and slammed forward fiercely with a gun in one hand.

With a sound of "dang", Yechen's strong swept the master of the wolf clan out with a knife.

At the same time, the black demon named Fornosa had already flown off into the distance to ask for help.

The swept away wolf clan master's arms shattered, and he looked at Yechen with an incredulous expression.

It's just that the weapons of both sides collided, and the flesh was shattered, and Yechen's powerful power was terrifying.

Yechen's brows furrowed, a little dissatisfied, the body of the wolf clan did not explode.

It seems that the physical bodies of the middle gods are already very powerful, comparable to the magic weapons of the Heavenly Realm, and even, the physical body of this Phantom Wolf Clan is between the Heavenly Realm and the god-level magic weapons.

On the left and right of Yechen, there was qi and blood burning wildly, and the two orcs were burning and cultivating, each holding a long knife, the sword light was flashing, and the brilliant sword slashed towards Yechen's body.

Under these two swords, Yechen actually felt the real crisis, and subconsciously felt that these two swords could hit him hard.

Yechen's body rose from the ground.

"I want to run!" the two orcs sneered, Yechen's qi engine had been locked, how could it be possible for Yechen to escape so easily.

The next moment, a white mist suddenly hit.

The Ruyi Qingqi at Yechen's feet was soaring, and the two orcs who rushed over were caught off guard, enveloped, and then seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

"No!" the two orcs let out an unwilling roar, they burned and cultivated, and they could only deliver the strongest blow, no matter what the enemy was, they themselves would be destroyed.

Now, falling into the wishful purity, their cultivation is equivalent to burning in vain.

"Boom!" The furious power exploded in the Ruyi Qingqi, and the Ruyi Qingqi was frantically stirred inside, and they had no direction, watching their own power explode in the Ruyi Qingqi.

After a blow, the bodies of the two orcs disintegrated like sand, leaving only two godheads in the Ruyi Qingqi, and when the Ruyi Qingqi returned to Yechen's feet, Yechen had two more shining godheads in his hands.

Two more masters of the dark camp have fallen.

Of the original 13 gods, only nine remained, and among them, the gods of the wolf clan were injured.

Only twenty seconds have passed since the war began.

"Ruyi Qingqi, really Ruyi Qingqi, how did this magic weapon get into his hands!" the Ghost Wolf Clan master roared.

Ruyi Qingqi, too famous in the starry sky battlefield, the original Gefono relied on this treasure to be like a fish in water in the starry sky battlefield, with his cultivation in the middle of the god stage, he escaped countless times of master's pursuit.

The master who can crush him in strength can't even kill him.

The master who can be promoted to the middle god, which one is not very old, even if he is not in the same era as Gefno, has heard of this wishful and refreshing prestige.

Because of the wishful thinking, the two orcs died in vain just now.

"Escape, Ruyi Qingqi is not invincible, we gathered a number of masters to blow himself up and kill him. The ghost wolf clan roared angrily, and took the lead in turning into a streamer and flying into the distance, roaring as they flew, "The night of the human race is coming......

The rest of the others also had blood samples, turned into streamers and flew in all directions, roaring wildly as they flew: "Yechen is here, since the human race Yechen is working hard in the Moon Spirit Secret Realm." ”

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Yechen knew that with their strength, it would soon spread throughout the entire secret realm.

"Hundreds of masters, it's a bit of pressure. It seems that I still underestimate the heroes of the world. Yechen said, after thousands of calculations, I didn't expect them to be so crazy, burning and cultivating at every turn, and blowing up their bodies.

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