Ye Tian turned his head and looked at the direction of the magic circle, where there was a blood light not splashing, and there was the screams of living beings.

"Boom!"

At this time, the death qi was filling, and a huge Death Phantom appeared in the air, and Yan Liang slapped him down, and escaped with difficulty.

And at this time, only half of the body is left, which is miserable, but it is lucky to be able to escape alive.

However, what was waiting for him was a blow to the head, and with a bang, a thunderbolt fell, blasting him apart part of his body again.

"No!" he shouted, unwillingly, and looked at the city not far away, hoping that the Corpse Saint would save him.

In fact, the corpse saint has sensed it, but he doesn't care at all, this is the cruel corpse clan, if he is chased by the old monster, he may take action.

However, if you lose among your peers, what reason do you have to return to the clan.

Ye Tian knew that time was running out, so many Tianjiao were besieged here, and no one was allowed to appear.

If so many geniuses died here, then the Three Thousand Continents would definitely have a great earthquake, and those big churches would desperately hunt down Ye Tian and destroy this city.

Ye Tian doesn't care, in this kind of time, you have to kill as many enemies as possible, otherwise it will be too much of a loss.

For example, the more than 300 array flags, each of which cost him a lot of energy, if he couldn't kill a few big enemies, it would be a big loss.

And his target is Yan Liang, the other party is not the Tianjiao of the clan, if he is killed, there will be no other situation.

Ye Tian shook his hand, detained Yan Liang, grabbed the other party's neck, and asked, "Aren't you going to let me go to the corpse clan as a guest?" ”

At this moment, Yan Liang's mood can be imagined, he is too ashamed, he really wants to have divine power and blow up the young man in front of him.

However, he had already been seriously injured when he had just broken the formation, and at this time, he was even more choked by Ye Tian's neck and couldn't move.

At the same time, his physical body is disintegrating, and the primordial spirit will be dimmed.

How could this be? He was screaming in his heart, full of anger, and at the same time very frightened, would it be good to fall into the hands of this man?

From the beginning to the present, he has repeatedly targeted the wilderness, but in the end he was captured alive, and he dared to imagine how miserable it would be.

Earlier, after hearing Ye Tian's achievements, he walked out of the clan privately, wanting to capture Ye Tian alive and pay tribute to his prestige in the clan. Thus it may be possible to do this position of the Son of God.

But in the end, he became a prisoner, and it came so suddenly.

"Fu Huang!" Yan Liang stared at Ye Tian with both eyes, and the primordial spirit in his head was flickering, which could be clearly seen. He really didn't want to die like this, what could he do now?

Ye Tian was quite satisfied, grasping this hateful enemy and looking down at him, feeling refreshed.

Yan Liang clenched his fists, this feeling was too uncomfortable, this young man was obviously going to die, and he was hunted by everyone, how could he turn defeat into victory in an instant?

Not to mention him, but everyone else collapsed, and this feeling of falling from heaven to hell was too uncomfortable.

Then, Ye Tian's eyes were golden and he said softly: "Die!"

"Boom!"

The Thunder Hammer in his hand moved, and he threw it out suddenly, Yan Liang let out a last roar, and his hair flew all over his hair, but it couldn't change anything, it was shattered by the blazing thunder, and the Yuan Shen was completely extinguished.

A creature comparable to Tianjiao was beheaded, shocking the audience!

The atmosphere was very weird, and everyone looked at Ye Tian and felt that this guy's strength was not ordinarily strong.

Although Yan Liang is not the god son of the corpse clan, his strength can definitely be compared to the Tianjiao in the outside world.

Everyone was in an uproar, this was not a strong man in the real sense, he was a real Tianjiao, who had the strongest supernatural power of the corpse clan, and he was actually killed.

It can be imagined how terrifying the strength of the wilderness is, although with the help of the power of the magic circle, it is his own strength after all.

Siye, from noise to quiet, is an instantaneous change.

Ye Tian stood alone in the middle of the field, and at his feet were those who broke the formation one after another, they were either penetrated or severely injured, and they were all scattered.

He didn't do it anymore because there was no time, but he didn't take it back either.

Ye Tianyi is not stained with blood, very quiet, the breeze blows his hair, making his eyes extraordinarily bright, just a battle, destined to move all races.

"Enough, let's stop all this, Fu Famine, you dare to kill innocents indiscriminately, the crime is unforgivable, you should be punished!"

At this time, a terrifying voice came, shaking the heavens, and for a while, the fragments of the avenue appeared, the order was intertwined, and the scene was too terrifying.

It was an old man, with black hair flying and a golden glint in his eyes. Ye Tian understood at that time that this was Wen Shang, the saint of the Heavenly Mandate Clan, who had met once.

Because Wen Great Wall had been severely injured, he was covered in blood, his body was almost cracked, and there were more than one or two blood holes on his body.

This is also the reason why Wen Shang made the first move, the clan has already lost a Tianjiao, and this one must not die again.

Around him, some kings appeared, all of whom were awe-inspiring with murderous intent and followed him down.

Wen Shang flicked his fingers, and the magic circle collapsed immediately, and more than thirty array flags also exploded at the first time, and the sword in the void was also shattered.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling of getting out of the dead situation was really beautiful, and at the same time, it was terrifying in their hearts, if they really continued like this, they were likely to really die.

"Fu Huang, you are guilty!" Wen Shang said indifferently.

Ye Tian sighed and was not very surprised, he knew that he had come after all, there were many saints in this city, and he would not watch so many Tianjiao fall.

"What crime do I have, they besiege me alone, and I can't let them fight back, so it's not guilty if they kill me?" Ye Tian sneered, with sarcasm.

"Blasphemy against the saint, this one alone is enough to kill you five or six times!" shouted a king next to Wen Shang.

"What a saint, he will only use the realm to suppress me, know Wen Changsheng, he was killed by me, and he killed it with his own hands. Ye Tian was-for-tat.

"Kill!" Wen Shang drank lightly, only spitting out the word, and he didn't move.

A killing word resounded in the sky, and a king beside him moved, only reaching out a big hand, covering the sky and the sun, and heading towards Ye Tian.

"Boom!"

Not far away, a phantus appeared, coming from the end of heaven and earth, he seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and at this moment the whole world was left with himself.

As he approached, everyone saw the man, an old man, drowsy, as if he was about to die at any moment, crumbling in the breeze.

But everyone's hair was cold, and a creepy feeling came to their hearts, and they didn't dare to look at it directly.

This is a god!

Everyone has this feeling, and only the gods can unleash unleashed unrivaled coercion.