On this battlefield in front of Tianshui Town, in front of the Great Wall of the Border Region, the guards of the barbarians have all gathered near the Great Wall of the Border Region at this time to recuperate.

Li Ziyang among the barbarian guards and the three of them leaned against the wall of the Great Wall of the Border Region, and the three of them showed a respectful look in their eyes, and the three of them knew that if Ye Chen was not able to kill the old man in green shirts, then no one on this battlefield would be able to compete with the old man in green shirts.

The three of them looked at each other and exhaled heavily, and the worry in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

On the barren land, in the camp of the demon clan, there was silence.

When they saw the old man in green shirt being knocked down by Ye Chen's punch, their expressions suddenly became solemn, until now they didn't see the figure of the old man in green shirt appear in the void again, they knew that the old man in green shirt had lost.

Everyone was silent, after the leader of the Golden Crow Clan was killed, they fell into a trough, and then the patriarch of the Candle Nine Yin Clan came to the battlefield, they thought that the old man in green shirt could lead them to win the war, but the final result made them silent.

There was a bleak atmosphere lingering in the camp of the demon clan, at this time their lives had been deprived and in the hands of Ye Chen, and the demon beasts couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

There was a confused look in their eyes, they didn't know what to do next, they could only wait quietly for fate to arrange.

Ye Chen, who was standing next to the pit, watched the corpse of the old man in green shirt being swallowed by the golden flames, and then he suddenly had an idea, and with a wave of his hand, the soul flag appeared in his hand.

Ye Chen waved the soul flag in his hand, and a crisp sound sounded, and the tumbling black mist rushed out of the soul flag.

The black mist gushing out of the dementor banner spread towards the old man in green shirts, and at this moment, the body of the old man in green shirts suddenly bloomed with a crimson light in the burning flames, and a moment later, a dead soul of candle nine yin appeared on the body of the old man in green shirts.

Ye Chen's face showed joy, he waved his big hand, and the soul of the candle nine yin was grabbed by him in his hand.

Ye Chen looked at the Candle Nine Yin Revenant Soul in his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face, the Candle Nine Yin bloodline inherited from the old man in the green shirt was the bloodline of the ancient beast, extremely strong, even stronger than the Revenant Soul of the Golden Crow Clan.

A faint smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, the revenant soul of the Golden Crow clan in the dementor banner was severely injured by the old man in the green shirt in this battle, and his vitality was greatly damaged, after subduing this candle nine yin revenant, he was able to make up for the lack of power of the dementor flag.

At this moment, the dementor banner in Ye Chen's hand suddenly erupted with fierce coercion, and Candle Jiuyin's vertical pupils appeared with a killing aura.

Ye Chen's face froze, and he let out a cold snort, and a raging firework instantly ignited in his hand, the Candle Nine Yin Revenant Soul trembled violently, and let out a tragic roar, the figure of the Candle Nine Yin Revenant Soul began to become illusory, and its aura was also becoming weak.

Ye Chen looked at the Candle Nine Yin Beast Revenant Soul whose figure was gradually illusory, and instead of extinguishing the fireworks, he made the flame in his hand burn more violently.

After a while, the Candle Nine Yin Revenant Soul in Ye Chen's hand no longer let out a scream, and the body of the Revenant Soul became even more ethereal, as if it was about to dissipate in the air.

At this time, Ye Chen extinguished the flame in his hand, and the revenant soul of Candle Jiuyin no longer let out a painful roar, the fierce look in Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he threw the revenant soul of Candle Jiuyin towards the dementor flag.

After the revenant soul of Candle Jiuyin entered the crimson world in the dementor flag, the revenant soul in this world instantly used towards the revenant soul of Candle Jiuyin, and the momentum was fierce, opening his bloody mouth, wanting to swallow the revenant soul of Candle Jiuyin.

At this moment, the revenant soul of Candle Nine Yin suddenly closed the pair of strange vertical pupils, and in an instant, a black hole appeared in front of the revenant soul of the Candle Nine Yin Beast, and those revenant souls rushing towards the Revenant Soul of the Candle Nine Yin Beast were instantly engulfed by the black hole and disappeared into this world.

The other souls in this world trembled when they saw this scene and fled to other places.

Candle Jiuyin's revenant soul did not pursue, it looked up at the few golden crow revenants who were falling into a deep sleep, its figure instantly shook, and flew towards the sky, and when it ascended with these revenants of the golden crow clan, it stopped its figure.

A blood-colored figure at the highest place in this world, his face was similar to Ye Chen, the moment the Candle Nine Yin appeared, his eyes opened and closed slightly, and after glancing at the body of the Candle Nine Yin Beast, he closed his eyes again and stopped paying attention.

The crimson world in the Dementor Banner was quiet again, and Ye Chen withdrew his gaze to look at the Dementor Banner.

The old body in the crater in front of him had been burned to ashes by the flames.

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The Great Wall of the Frontier built by the mountains, in front of a city tower, Lin Yan clenched his fists and looked at the landscape painting scroll in front of him intently, his eyes have been staring at the black and white chess pieces that are fighting on this battlefield.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the black chess piece, and then it instantly shattered and disappeared on the landscape painting scroll, Lin Yan's eyes fluctuated instantly, his frowning brows stretched, and a faint smile appeared on his face that had been tense at this time.

These two chess pieces represent the fight between Ye Chen and the old man in green shirts, and the battlefield where these two chess pieces are located is the battlefield of Tianshui Town, but the moment the old man in green shirt was killed by Ye Chen, the chess piece in this landscape painting scroll instantly shattered, which means that the old man in green shirt has been killed by Ye Chen.

Lin Yan nodded lightly, "I didn't expect that it was the battlefield in Tianshui Town that ended the war first." ”

Then, Lin Yan's gaze became serious again, revealing a thoughtful gaze.

"If you look at the deployment of troops, no one in Tianshui Town can have the strength to kill the patriarch of the Candle Jiuyin clan, is this sudden appearance of Ye Chen just the turning point on the battlefield this time?"

Lin Yan's eyes were full of thoughts, there were too many changes on the battlefield this time, and there were too many hole cards hidden, and every step had to be treated carefully.

On the land of the demon clan, an old man sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes looking at the bronze mirror in front of him.

The picture in the bronze mirror is the picture of Ye Chen knocking the old man in green shirt to the ground with one punch, and the old man in green shirt was killed.

The old man sitting cross-legged had no sadness or joy on his face, and his eyes looked at Ye Chen's tall body.

"It's ...... The body of an ancient god? ”

The old man muttered to himself, and then he shook his head vigorously and said softly: "Impossible, the inheritance of the ancient gods has long been severed, and it is impossible for the ancient gods to appear on the land of the barbarians." ”

The old man looked at Ye Chen in the bronze mirror with a confused look, and his eyes showed a sense of thought.