Yan Yileng represented the Vulcan Clan, and as soon as he appeared, the powerhouses of the Vulcan Clan, who had been ready to move for a long time, stepped forward, and the breath on his body was scorching, making the entire space extremely hot.

"Elder Yan's words are reasonable, the blood of the Holy King is an urgent need for all major races, Ye Chen, one person has hundreds of drops, it is indeed a bit of a waste, take it out and distribute it equally, presumably everyone can accept it. Gu Chongyang also spoke, and said with a sneer: "Also, in addition to the blood of the Holy King, almost all of Ye Chen and his party have obtained Hongmeng Spirit Treasures, which are extremely large, but we have nothing, which is inevitably a bit unbalanced." ”

The Vulcan Clan and the Celestial God Clan, the two major races, both stood up and made their position clear: standing on the side of the autumn night cold and targeting Ye Chen.

In just a few words, Ye Chen and the others instantly fell into an unfavorable situation, in addition to these major races, there were hundreds of strong people in the entire Dead Sea, who had been waiting here for several days, just to fish in troubled waters and snatch a few Hongmeng Spirit Treasures.

Now, they are naturally happy to see Ye Chen and the others besieged, after all, the name of the Heavenly Blood Saint King is too loud, the supreme powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of the Holy Dao, the Hongmeng Spirit Treasure he left behind must be extremely powerful, far beyond the ordinary.

On Ye Chen's side, everyone's faces instantly became gloomy, the spirit treasure of heaven and earth, those who can get it, these guys, they are too shameless, they simply rely on their own large number of people, and want to forcibly divide their treasures, there is no reason at all, shameless.

"Are you doing this to provoke a fight between the Protoss?" Liu Muyun said coldly, and in his hand, he had already clenched the Dark Moon Sword: "Although the Moon Protoss has declined, it is also a Protoss, and we never want the race to be disgraced, even if it is a desperate battle!"

"I'm the Ice God Clan, it's the same!" Ye Yao was also full of contempt for these people, and he couldn't get them, so he wanted to exploit them, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

"It seems that you have all misunderstood, I don't want to stir up disputes, it's just that the major races are facing a crisis of decline, the bloodlines of the races are becoming thinner and thinner, and the blood of the Holy King is urgently needed, and Ye Chen happens to have so much, he has it alone, it is better to share it with us, this truth, everyone has no opinion. Qiu Ye said with a cold smile, looking at everyone, and everyone nodded and applauded.

Except for these major races, these people are not qualified to enter the Heavenly Blood Sacred Mansion, and naturally they have no chance to be a treasure, now that Qiu Yehan said this, they are very likely to get a drop of the precious blood of the Holy King, such a deal is simply unearned, they can't refuse.

"We have obtained the blood of many holy kings, and we want to share it with you, that Copper Thunder Clan has obtained the Heavenly Thunder Xuanshu, why don't you share the martial arts above with the major races?" Yan Xiu sneered, the autumn night cold and the autumn extinguishing yin, it is really a father and son, and they are scheming.

"Shut up. Qiu Zhenyin's gaze swept over, and he said indifferently: "There's nothing to do with you here, either shut up or die." ”

Between the words, the aura belonging to the powerhouses of the Skybreak Realm was emanated, the Fire God Clan, the Heavenly God Clan, the Copper Thunder Clan and the Cold Spirit Clan, there were Skybreak Realm powerhouses in all directions, and the breath alone made the space distorted, and the domineering aura of might.

On the other hand, on Ye Chen's side, there are only two powerhouses in the Sky Breaking Realm, and their cultivation is not as good as the other party, so they are obviously in a weak position, and because of this, Qiu Yehan dares to provoke like this, completely disdainful of the strength of the Moon God Clan and the Heavenly God Outer Palace.

Bang Bang Bang!

Just as the whole space was at an impasse, a crisp applause rang out.

Ye Chen stared at the people in front of him, and said with a light smile: "Suppressing the enemy with the crowd, this hand is indeed very good, but what if I would rather die than hand over the blood of the Holy King?"

"If you are unwilling to hand it over, then anyone who is related to you will probably suffer an unwarranted disaster, such as the Outer Palace of the Heavenly Gods, such as the Ice God Clan, or the Moon God Clan, these three parties are inseparable from this incident, and we will not let it go. Qiu Yehan directly picked up the white and said, no longer hide the hideousness in his heart, if Ye Chen does not hand over the blood of the Holy King, he will kill until Ye Chen is willing to hand it over.

"It looks like I'm running out of options. Ye Chen responded with a smile, but this smile was full of coldness.

"You want the blood of the Holy King, no problem, I am willing to hand it over, but you must get out of the way, let the people of the Moon God Clan and the Heavenly God Outer Palace leave first, and you will definitely not stop them and snatch the Hongmeng Spirit Treasure from them. ”

Ye Chen's words made the crowd's eyes tremble slightly, revealing joy, great, Ye Chen is willing to hand over the blood of the Holy King, as for the Hongmeng Spirit Treasure, although it is extremely precious, but for the entire race, the meaning is not as good as the blood of the Holy King, if the two want to make a choice, it must be the blood of the Holy King.

"No problem, we can promise you. Qiu Yehan didn't think about it, and answered directly, but he didn't think so in his heart, most of the people who got the Hongmeng Lingbao were from the Yuehua Continent, after Ye Chen's death, the Yuehua Continent would definitely fall into the hands of the Tonglei Clan, and at that time, these Hongmeng Lingbao would still be his, and there would be no less.

There was a cold glow flashing in his eyes, and the other three forces also thought so, the blood of the Holy King and the Hongmeng Spirit Treasure, they didn't want to miss it like this, first get the blood of the Holy King, kill Ye Chen, and then slowly divide it, this dead sea is so big, if you want to leave, it will take a few days to fly, a few days, enough for them to chase and kill.

Thinking of this, the crowd all stepped back and separated straight on a road, and everyone had a tacit understanding, standing quietly, and no one made a move.

"You will flee with all your strength later, be sure to leave the Dead Sea in the shortest possible time, after that, it is best for the Outer Palace of the Celestial Gods to migrate to the Undermoon City, after this incident, it must be in the eyes of the Celestial Clan, there must be no room for you. Ye Chen said to Lin Xinghan, this is the only way to protect the Heavenly God Outer Palace.

"Brother, I'll stay with you. Ye Yao didn't want Ye Chen to face it alone, so she said directly.

"These people are like wolves, staying here will definitely be bad for you, you go first, I have a way to deal with them. ”

Ye Chen said with a faint smile, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, these people are full of intrigues and tricks, thinking about exploiting themselves, since this is the case, he will not have any mercy, and he will make them all pay the price of blood.

"In that case, let's leave first. Su Wuwu felt the killing intent in Ye Chen's eyes, and his heart froze, as if he had thought of something, and immediately agreed out loud, Ye Chen never did something uncertain, this time, he must be going to move seriously.

Seeing this, Liu Muyun and Baguio knew that Ye Chen had made up his mind, and after a short silence, they said in a low voice: "Promise me that you must come back alive." ”

"I promise you, I will definitely come back alive, and when I return, it will be the moment when the dispute in the Yuehua Continent ends. Ye Chen's voice was full of confidence, he stepped forward and kissed the two women lightly on the forehead, which was a kiss of promise.

Everyone swept their bodies one after another, landed on the back of the flying holy beast, and left the way they came, and soon disappeared.

Ye Chen watched everyone leave, Fang Cai breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looked at the surrounding crowd, his palm stretched out, and the dazzling golden light bloomed out, and on his palm, hundreds of golden blood appeared, which was the blood of the Holy King.