Ye Chen's eyes shot out a fine light, and a majestic aura erupted from his body, and the middle-aged man felt a cold murderous aura like a huge net enveloping him from all directions.

"You, you, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

Just now, he had witnessed with his own eyes the ferocity of Ye Chen's killing of the puppet soldiers, and at this moment, he saw Ye Chen walking towards him step by step, leaving a series of footprints on the bluestone under his feet, which were as hard as iron.

In his hand, a sword stained with scarlet blood resembles the fangs of a viper.

"Hey, hey! I don't know if this news is important, or if your life is more important! ”

Ye Chen said with a hideous and threatening face.

The fear of death is like a poisonous snake, constantly eating away at his will.

Finally, the middle-aged man sat on the ground like a balloon that had been deflated.

Now, for what divine canon, the inheritance of the divine tomb is no longer important, and there is hope to be alive.

"Good! I say! The middle-aged man said with a bald face.

Originally, the middle-aged man who had not been able to break through for a long time still wanted to encounter a big opportunity in the tomb of the gods to break through, but now he found out that these were all wishful thinking, just now, Ye Chen killed the soldiers with a sword, which made him deeply shocked.

At this time, he realized that the gap between himself and Ye Chen was simply worlds apart, looking at Ye Chen, who was full of murderous aura, he didn't dare to guarantee that Ye Chen would not kill him.

"Huh! Smart people survive, say it! Ye Chen smiled indifferently, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at the middle-aged man's throat, until he moved a little, Ye Chen would pierce his throat with a sword.

The middle-aged man's hand stretched into his arms quietly let go, originally thinking of taking advantage of Ye Chen's slack to use the magic weapon to escape, but unfortunately, he didn't dare to guarantee that his magic weapon could be faster than the sword in Ye Chen's hand.

He took a deep breath, gave up resistance, looked at the palace in the distance that was covered by strange black clouds, and said slowly: "If I say it, can you guarantee to let me go?" ”

"Do you still have room for bargaining?" Ye Chen stared at the middle-aged man with a pair of cold eyes and said.

"Alas! All right! Take a gamble! In fact, there is a god emperor trapped in this divine tomb! ”

"What God Emperor?" Everyone opened their mouths in surprise and said in unison.

The God Emperor is a powerful existence, since the ancient war, a large number of strong people have fallen, and the God Emperor has also disappeared and become a legendary figure.

For thousands of years, with the depletion of resources, few people have been able to break through to reach the realm of the God Emperor.

Legend has it that the god emperor can turn over the river and the sea, steal the sky to change the sun, and a punch can break the sky into a hole, and the strength is incomparable to the god king.

Everyone gasped when they heard this, they didn't expect that there was a figure of the level of the God Emperor in the Divine Tomb.

Li Xun'er looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously and scolded: "You lie, the God Emperor has died in the Ancient War, and I have never heard of any trace of the God Emperor for so many years!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, cold sweat broke out like spring water, he was afraid that Ye Chen would be dissatisfied, and he would kill himself with a sword.

"The news is absolutely true, I bought it from an elder of a big family at a high price, as for this elder, I can't say anything about this elder!" The man said with a sincere face.

Although this news is a bit shocking, Ye Chen believes in him, to be honest, he believes in the sword in his hand more, and no one does not cherish his life.

"Let's go!" Ye Chen put away the long sword and waved his hand and said.

The middle-aged man was pardoned, a milky white circle of light flashed under his feet, and then, a black shadow jumped out like lightning, and in an instant, he was already a hundred meters away.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking that this guy was running away quite quickly, looking at the back of the middle-aged man, Ye Chen's face showed a solemn look.

Li Xun'er on the side was dissatisfied with Ye Chen's letting go of the middle-aged man, she walked to Ye Chen's side lightly, pouted and said, "You shouldn't let him go, he deliberately used the God Emperor to scare us!" ”

"No matter what, if there is no next, we have to be very careful, if there is no best, now, we must try to preserve our strength, get the exercises in the tomb of the gods, and leave immediately!" Ye Chen said uncharacteristically.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen's solemn expression, and they also knew the seriousness of the matter, so they all bowed their heads and said yes.

Looking at the streets full of devastation, corpses all over the field, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and immediately, with a wave of his big hand, a light rain fell in the sky, but this rain was indeed warm and warm on his body.

The rain washed away the blood stains on his body, and Ye Chen used his spiritual power to evaporate the raindrops on his body.

A beautiful man with a rich and beautiful spirit appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow, that's handsome!"

The women's eyes sparkled like stars.

Just as everyone was getting ready to go, the sound of fighting came from the strange street.

It seems that another group of monks has met the puppet soldiers.

"Let's go! Let's go check it out! ”

Ye Chen's body had already floated a hundred meters away, and the women were not to be outdone, and they used their exercises one after another, each showing their magical powers, and followed Ye Chen's pace and floated in the direction where the voice came.

At the corner of the street, Ye Chen slowed down, and in front of him, a group of soldiers with rusty armor, waving the swords in their hands, were chasing after several monks, although their attacks seemed ordinary, but every sword went down, but there was a lot of power.

The spells of the besieged monks hit the soldiers as if they were tickling, and they couldn't do much damage.

"This team of soldiers seems to be stronger than before!" Ye Chen said in his heart.

In a moment, one of the monks was struck by the sword, and a young monk dressed in white, his face sank, and he pulled the wounded monk up.

Bang!

An iron sword slammed into the place where the injured monk was.

Dirt splattered, and a deep pit one meter wide appeared on the ground.

The wounded monk's face turned pale with fright, and he shivered all over, if he had slashed at himself with a sword just now, although he would not have died, he would inevitably suffer some flesh and skin.

The injured monk glanced gratefully at the man in white beside him, his throat trembled, and said, "Thank you! Big brother! ”

The man in white nodded, looked at the soldiers who came like a tide, and immediately ordered: "Everyone get together quickly, these puppet soldiers are very strong in combat." ”

As soon as the words fell, several people tacitly gathered around the man in white, and then, the man in white raised the sword in his hand and groaned, and a ball of white light spread like a spring.