"Hahaha!"

All the beings of the alien race smiled heartily, these laughter made people feel aggrieved and angry, after all, Lin Teng was defeated, and the people of the human race could not find the words to refute, so they could only secretly swallow this evil breath.

"I'm going to fight you!"

A Terran demi-saint stepped forward, this is an old man, who has been stuck in the demi-saint realm for many years, and has once impacted the saint realm, but failed.

This Terran demi-saint looked like an eighty-year-old man among ordinary people, with white hair and white hair, and his eyes were full of anger, glaring angrily at the young man of the Jinlin Clan.

"Old man, how old are you to send a dying old man like you out to fight? It seems that the human race is really unmanned!" the young man of the Jinlin clan shook his head amusedly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

This Terran demi-saint shouted, rushed to the front, opened and closed, revealing a saint-level majesty, which made the face of the young man of the Jinlin clan finally show a trace of solemnity.

"Bang!"

The two sides fought together, every blow was a must-kill stunt, the void trembled, the first hundred rounds, the two sides were evenly matched, the Terran demi-saint, even had the upper hand, suppressing the youth of the Jinlin clan.

Seeing this scene, all the monks of the human race were shocked in their hearts, and they all opened their mouths to cheer and shout.

"Work harder, smash the mouth of this young man of the Jinlin clan!"

"This guy owes too much, he should be beaten to death!"

But after a hundred rounds, the young man of the Jinlin clan roared, the silver scales all over his body, the light was great, and at the same time, in the pair of horns above his head, a majestic force bloomed, and the combat power of the young man of the Jinlin clan suddenly soared three times, revealing a saint-level coercion, surging out in all directions.

"Saint-level majesty, you are breaking the rules!" the Terran monks were excited, all shouting, but they couldn't do anything.

The major alien Mahayana demon ancestors in the Immortal Mountain opposite had calm faces and were not moved at all.

"Buzz!"

The body of the young man of the Jinlin clan burst out with saint-level power, and the half-saint monk of the human race originally had the upper hand, but because the young man of the Jinlin clan suddenly increased in strength, he fell to the bottom in an instant, and was knocked away by the young man of the Jinlin clan in one breath.

But this is not over, after that, the young man of the Jinlin clan chased after him again, and stepped on the chest of the half-saint of the Terran with one foot, causing his chest to collapse, shattering the Yuan Infant in the half-saint dantian of the Terran, and the other foot stomped on his head and annihilated his spiritual platform!

This Terran demi-saint has fallen!

Seeing this scene, the human race was excited, and everyone was red-eyed, their eyes were full of anger, they were really aggrieved!

"It's really boring! I thought there was a decent guy, but it turned out that he was still vulnerable!" the young man of the Jinlin clan shook his head, the corners of his mouth full of sarcastic sneers.

Among the major alien races, there was a lot of discussion.

"There is no one in the Terrans!"

"Alas, it's time to send a bad old man to fight, no wonder such a race can't work!"

"I still think that I am a big clan, with a population of hundreds of millions, but I didn't expect to send a bad old man to the forefront!"

"Hahaha!"

There was unbridled sneers everywhere, and all the Terran monks gritted their teeth with hatred, clenched their fists, and their nails sank into the flesh.

Next, there were several Terran demi-saints, angry and rushed into the battlefield, and even there were descendants of the Holy Land among them, but they were not the opponents of this Jinlin youth at all, there was a sealed power in his body, which came from the unique inheritance power of the Jinlin clan, unless it was a Terran saint who made a move, otherwise the average Terran demi-saint could not be his opponent at all.

Several Mahayana monks in the Holy Land discussed and made a difficult decision, and the human race was defeated in this competition!

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the human race was dejected, although everyone knew in their hearts that they were not the opponent of the young man of the Jinlin clan if they continued to fight, but they were still very unwilling in their hearts.

Next, it was a battle between the saint-level monks of the distraction period, and on the other side, a saint-level existence of the Jinlin clan was still dispatched.

Half of this Jinlin Demon Saint is covered with golden scales, and the other half is still silver scales, and it is foreseeable that this Jinlin Demon Saint is countless times stronger than the young man of the Jinlin Clan just now, and he is a real Saint King!

"Who dares to fight me?"

The Saint King of the Jinlin Clan looked down at everyone, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of pride.

There was silence on the Terran side, Ye Cheng thought about it, stepped out, stood up, and came to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, the eyes of all the human races fell on him, and many Terran monks were excited, but they didn't expect Ye Cheng to choose to make a move, and the Mahayana monks of the major holy lands flashed slightly.

"What! you ......"

The demon saint of the Jinlin clan was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was completely frightened before he could make a move, he retreated dozens of steps in the void, and almost retreated to the immortal mountain occupied by the Jinlin clan.

What are you kidding, although Emperor Ye Tian is a saint king, but he can behead Long Tianzun and duel with him, isn't it self-defeating?

"No one stipulates that I can't make a move, right?" Ye Cheng put his hands behind his back, smiled and said lightly.

The Demon Saint of the Jinlin Clan was cold, he no longer had the proud appearance just now, he was covered in cold sweat, and he said in horror: "I surrender!"

After saying this, he didn't care about his face, and fled directly back to the immortal mountain of the Jinlin clan, face or anything was a trivial matter, and Emperor Ye Tian was the enemy, there was absolutely no death, and there could be no miracle at all!

The Saint King who can even be killed by Hualong Tianzun, who is his opponent in the whole world?

The face of the Jinlin Clan's Mahayana Demon Ancestor was ugly, he stared at Ye Cheng coldly, and said in a cold voice: "What do you mean by this?

"Just follow the rules, this emperor sage Wang Xiuwei, didn't break the rules, right?" Ye Cheng shook his head amusedly.

"You are using strong words, although you are a saint Wang Xiuwei, but you are even more terrifying than Hualong Tianzun, is the human race so shameless?" just now, a very lowly young man of the Jinlin clan sneered, with a look of disdain on his face.

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and directly stretched out a big hand, even if this young man of the Jinlin clan, standing in the immortal mountain where the Jinlin clan was located, he was directly detained by Ye Cheng.

"What, you dare!"

The young man of the Jinlin clan was shocked because he found that Ye Cheng's outstretched big hand pierced through the void, pinched his neck, and grabbed him from the crowd of the Jinlin clan to the center of the battlefield.

"Bendi speaks, are you qualified to interject?" Ye Cheng's face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

The young man of the Jinlin clan trembled violently, and he no longer had the arrogance just now, his hands and feet couldn't help trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... Do you dare to kill me? Again, the Mahayana ancestor of my clan, if you kill me......"

"In the world, there is no one I dare not kill!" Ye Cheng grinned, like a demon king.

(End of chapter)