Ling Chen hid his breath and approached the entrance of the heavenly pit. At this time, in front of the Heavenly Pit, in addition to the native creatures and people from the other world in this void battlefield, Ling Chen also discovered the existence of people in the Nine Realms.

And just as Ling Chen had just taken a step, a cold voice came from the sinkhole in front of him: "Friend, you don't seem to belong to our world, right?"

Hearing this, Ling Chen also stopped for a moment and looked forward silently. The one who spoke in front of him was a young creature with a human body but three pairs of arms. Of his three pairs of arms, only the middle one is a Terran arm, while the other two pairs are one with eagle claws and one with tiger claws.

This young man's aura is strong, and he is obviously a master who is not weak. At this time, the object of his words was also a few people in the Nine Realms and people of other races such as the Xia Chuan sand sculpture.

"Brother Ba, you native, dare to be disrespectful to the prince of my family, are you looking for death?" A reprimand came, and no one from the cultivators who belonged to the Nine Realms spoke, but a black-clothed young man standing next to the sand sculpture of Xia Chuan stood up. I saw the black evil fire in the eyes of the black-clothed young man, and at this time, he also looked at the young creature with six arms in his eyes.

Naturally, these people's conversations are all divine conversations, so both sides can understand each other's meaning. At this time, he was scolded by the young man in black, and the eyes of the young creature with six arms couldn't help but flash.

"Prince?" the six-armed young creature sneered: "Hmph! I don't care what kind of yellow son and black son you are, in the eyes of my six-armed Celestial God Clan, all of them are rubbish." Boy, you should let that prince of your family come over and kowtow to me to apologize, maybe I can spare you from dying, otherwise, this sinkhole today is the place where you are buried!"

The six-armed creature said that there were also two divine rays shooting out of his gaze, and at the same time, a huge six-armed monster phantom also emerged from behind him.

"It's a member of the six-armed Celestial God Clan, their clan has always been domineering, and it seems that this young man of the Six-Armed Celestial Clan is going to do it today. At this time, the Blue Blood Qiankun Tree, which turned into a leaf and was imprinted on Ling Chen's neckline, explained to Ling Chen.

"Kokokoko......" And just as the Blue Blood Qiankun Tree was explaining to Ling Chen, a hoarse and piercing laughter suddenly came from the front.

I saw the Xia Chuan sand sculpture shrouded in a gray cloak step forward, and at the same time, he also stretched out his hand to stop the black-clothed young man beside him.

Two Dao Sen cold and demonic rays of light shot out from the pupils of Xia Chuan's sand sculpture that were covered by the cloak, and under his gaze, the creature of the six-armed Celestial God Clan couldn't help but be a clever.

At this time, the Xia Chuan sand sculpture also spoke again, and a hoarse and extremely ugly voice came out of his mouth: "You asked me to kowtow to you and confess my guilt, right?"

The sound of Xia Chuan's sand sculpture was extremely unpleasant, although they were all talking with their divine sense at this time, but this unpleasant sound was still extremely harsh.

And at this time, after hearing Xia Chuan's sand sculpture's words, the young man of the six-armed Heavenly God Clan was also clever again, but then his eyes stood up, and then he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost, boy, Uncle Ben just wants you to kowtow to me and confess your guilt, what, aren't you still unwilling?"

"Kokokoko......" The harsh, hoarse and extremely ugly laughter came out of Xia Chuan's sand sculpture again, and at the same time, he slowly raised a palm towards the six-armed young man of the Celestial God Clan.