The Great Yan Holy Son Gu Wentian died, and there were still ninety-nine geniuses of the Great Yan Holy Land left in the field.

However, after seeing the strongest Holy Son being killed by Ye Chen's single blow, how could they still have the courage to fight again?

Ye Chen held the god-killing spear in both hands and began to recharge it again.

"This is the first battle of the god-killing spear, just use your hundred Great Yan geniuses...... Well, I'll call you that, I'm still merciful to the dead. Let's use the blood of your hundred Great Yan geniuses to enlighten it!"

"Poof!"

Another genius of the Great Yan Holy Land was killed, silently, and he didn't even know what was going on, and the beam of the god-killing spear pierced through his primordial spirit.

The others were completely stunned, how could this be fought! It's not a level opponent at all, right?

After Ye Chen finished firing a shot, he continued to charge the gun.

He can't fully activate the first killing array now, he only borrowed a small part of his power, otherwise if the first killing array is fully launched, it is said that even immortals can be killed! But just this small part of the power needs to consume his huge divine power.

Fortunately, the Holy Communion Dao Fetus was born with many times more divine power than ordinary monks, and the "Beginningless Sutra" exercises continuously restored his divine power, so he could completely withstand this kind of consumption.

"Oh, aren't you running?"

Ye Chen raised the gun in his hand, and the first killing array turned into a huge circular formation and shrouded the god-killing spear, and the golden divine power had already filled the entire formation.

"Whew!"

With one more shot, this time three geniuses from the Great Yan Holy Land were directly penetrated!

"Ah!!!h

Seeing his fellow disciple and brother die so suddenly, a monk from the Dayan Holy Land screamed in fright, turned around and flew towards Dayan Divine City frantically!

The others also came to their senses, the Great Yan Holy Son died, and several senior brothers also died.

If it is a death in battle, they have no fear. But it is worthless to die like this, to be slaughtered unilaterally, they do not want to!

"Hurry up, his mysterious weapon is too terrifying, we can't stop it!"

"I don't want to die like this, I'm still young, and I will have a bright future in the future!"

The young monks of the Dayan Holy Land had long forgotten their resentment towards Ye Chen just now, and at this time they only had the desire to escape, and they only hated their father and mother for having two legs.

Watching a group of monks take off in front of him, Ye Chen suddenly felt that this picture was somewhat familiar.

While charging the godkiller gun, he said in a tone full of emotion: "This scene, it seems that I used to go to the lake to shoot birds with air guns! Bang! one shot at a time, and then the other birds were frightened and began to fly around. ”

After the charge was completed, a layer of blood-colored light flowed through the body of the god-killing spear, and a divine phoenix phantom appeared on the body of the spear.

Ye Chen raised his gun and aimed again, "This time, I won't let any of them go!"

"This ...... This is simply a one-sided killing!" said an elder of the Dayan Holy Land, trembling.

"Stop it, Holy Lord, if we continue to fight, the younger generation of our Dayan Holy Land will be finished!" A Taishang elder with white hair had tears of grief flowing from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at the situation in the field anymore.

The muscles on the Great Yan Holy Lord's face twitched, "No, they can't lose. If we lose, we will send out 10 million jin yuan and ten king divine weapons!"

"But can you bear to watch our disciples die so miserably?" said Elder Taishang sadly.

"No! His weapon is so powerful that it must be terrifying. It can't be used indefinitely!" The Great Yan Holy Lord gritted his teeth, "As long as he waits until his divine power is exhausted, he can't support it." You can kill him!"

As he spoke, the Great Yan Holy Lord flew up, and the power from the second layer of the Sendai Heaven was revealed, and suddenly his whole body was full of light, shrouded by the sun, moon and stars, like a god.

"Disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land, don't panic, his kind of weapon won't be used a few times, and his divine power will be exhausted! You hold on a little longer, and when his divine power is not enough, you can attack him in groups!"

After the disciples of Dayan Holy Land saw the Holy Lord, their panicked hearts finally stabilized.

"I didn't ...... That's right, he's only in the Four Extremes realm, and it's impossible to use that mysterious weapon indefinitely, we just need to wait until his divine power is exhausted!" shouted an older disciple.

When the others heard this, they also had a backbone in their hearts, "Yes, there are a hundred of us, there is no need to be afraid of him alone!"

"yes, everyone looked back, and there was a pause every time his weapon was released. As soon as we rush up, we can slay him!"

After being encouraged by the Great Yan Holy Lord, these young monks in the Great Yan Holy Land had the confidence to turn back and fight Ye Chen again!

At this moment, the elder disciple who had first stood up to encourage everyone was suddenly pierced by a slender golden light, and after a small hole as thick as a finger appeared in his forehead, he lost his look in his eyes and fell from the air.

Ye Chen silently charged the god-killing spear with energy, ignoring the agitation of the Great Yan Holy Lord.

"Okay, keep persuading! If they all run away, I won't have a chance to kill them all!"

Although the disciples of the Dayan Holy Land were still a little afraid in their hearts, they still chose to listen to the words of the Dayan Holy Lord and kill them back! The Holy Lord is the supreme person of the Holy Land, and his words are the authority!

Ye Chen picked up his gun and shot one disciple after another in the air. Those were the pillars of the Great Yan Holy Land for hundreds of years to come, but now they turned into cold corpses, constantly falling from the sky.

And the divine power in Ye Chen's body is rolling, and there is no exhaustion at all.

The Black Emperor put his two big claws on his hands and said mockingly: "To deplete the divine power of the Holy Body Dao Fetus is simply a fool's dream!"

Although the consumption of the god-killing spear was huge, it was completely within the tolerance range of Ye Chen. Because he was only dealing with the disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land of the Four Extremes Realm, there was no need to open all his firepower.

However, hundreds of Dayan disciples rushed to kill them all together, and Ye Chen's shooting speed really couldn't shoot them all down.

After more than 30 people were killed, a Da Yan disciple finally rushed to Ye Chen's side.

"Ye Chen, you take your life!"

The disciple slammed into Ye Chen's approach with a big sword in his hand, and shouted frantically!

But his sword didn't have time to fall, and the pitch-black muzzle was aimed at his head.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen pulled the trigger, and that disciple's head exploded directly like a watermelon!

More and more Dayan disciples came to Ye Chen's approach, roaring like crazy and attacking!

"Yes, that's it! As long as he gets closer, his weapon will be useless!" The Great Yan Holy Lord was ecstatic in his heart, and he grabbed the spear head of the Divine City excitedly.

"Wait a minute!" a Supreme Elder's pupils suddenly constricted, "Have we forgotten something......?" It's invincible!"

By the time they came to their senses, it was too late.

Ye Chen used the god-killing spear just to kill the Great Yan Holy Son in seconds, as for the others, Ye Chen didn't pay attention to them at all.

"Just in time!"

Ye Chen held the god-killing spear in his hand and used it as an iron rod. The power of the Eucharistic Dao Fetus combined with the power of Immortal Gold makes this ranged weapon very terrifying in close combat!

He didn't need to use any divine art at all, and the god-killing spear in his hand swept out, directly cutting off the seven or eight disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land!

In an instant, blood flew everywhere, and the stumps rolled to the ground, and there was a wail!

"Devil Ye, I want to die with you!" "A Da Yan disciple's eyes were blood-red, seeing so many fellow disciples and brothers die tragically, he had lost his mind, and he wanted to explode Lunhai and Ye Chen's death together!

"You deserve it too?"

Ye Chen jumped up, his golden fist exuding a terrifying coercion, directly penetrating his wheel sea and shattering the source of his divine power!

"View Treasure!"

A group of disciples of the Dayan Holy Land sacrificed magic weapons, Tianluo umbrellas, flying swords, gossip mirrors, ten thousand soul flags, and dozens of psychic weapons shrouded Ye Chen. The killing machine must come first, and the sky is full of sunshine!

Ye Chen held the god-killing spear in his right hand, and blasted into the sky with a punch in his left hand. All the magic weapons shattered when they touched his golden fist, and they couldn't resist any of his blows!

The disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land were all desperate, how could they fight such an opponent?

Fighting from a distance, people can kill them instantly with one shot. And hand-to-hand combat, I'm afraid that even a half-step power will have to be frightened against Shang Ye Chen!

The corpses appeared one after another, and the geniuses of the younger generation in the Great Yan Holy Land withered one after another, and some of the elders couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"It's over! These geniuses have fallen, and my Dayan Holy Land will not be able to recover its vitality for hundreds of years!"

Although these geniuses were young, they had spent a lot of resources on the Great Yan Holy Land in order to cultivate them. Once there is a fault, even if they re-recruit and re-cultivate geniuses, they will no longer be able to invest the same resources to make them grow.

The Great Yan Holy Lord and other high-level leaders of the Great Yan Holy Land almost collapsed, and they couldn't help but want to end up in person!

But Ye Qingtian's dragon pattern black gold tripod on his head looked at them deadly, making them dare not move.

"Ye Chen, is he a monster? Why is his divine power so strong, and his strength has not weakened by half a point until now!" some people were puzzled and shouted in despair.

Ye Chen walked between the sea of blood, with six reincarnation fists in his left hand and a god-killing spear in his right hand. Whether the disciples of the Dayan Holy Land fought hand-to-hand or wanted to escape, they were all taken by him one by one.

The hundred most talented young disciples of the Great Yan Holy Land, including the Holy Son, were all killed in this battle!

Ye Chen's face was expressionless, as if he had killed a group of birds, and he went back with the god-killing spear.

"Great Yan Holy Lord, you have lost. Ye Chen still had blood stains on his face that had not dried, and said lightly to the Great Yan Holy Lord.

"Ten million catties of yuan, ten kings of divine weapons. Don't forget our promise!"

At this time, Ye Chen's face was disdainful and indifferent, as if he was mocking the bad decision made by the Dayan Holy Land.

Seeing Ye Chen's cold eyes, the Great Yan Holy Lord and the elders realized at this time that this was a trap set by Ye Chen from the beginning.

He was just fishing, but these people in the Great Yan Holy Land willingly took the bait!