The Yaxian tribe defeated the masters of the Celestial tribe, which made many Celestial tribes look very ugly.
In the eyes of the Celestial Race, the Yaxian Race is no different from the other top ten races. They are all ants, slaves that they can command at will.
However, now the slaves dare to resist them and defeat them, which is unbearable for them.
"Rebellion, really rebellion. These Yaxian tribe are going to rebel."
"It is simply a crime worthy of death. They should all be suppressed and executed in Lingchi!"
"In my opinion, the Yaxian race does not need to exist at all. Once we leave here, we will send out an army to destroy the Yaxian clan!"
Many celestial beings roared and looked at the Yaxian people with cold eyes.
However, the people of the Yaxian clan looked calm and seemed not to be afraid of the threat from the Celestial clan.
"Enough!"
Ye Bubu gave a cold shout, and the Celestial Race people shut their mouths.
"It seems that you, the Asiatic Clan, are also determined to obtain the human king's body?"
Ye Bubu spoke calmly and looked at Cang Qiong, the young man who headed the Yaxian tribe.
"It is natural that everyone will be moved by treasures such as the human king's body. We, the Yaxian clan, also want to get it and study it to see what is so wonderful about it."
Qianqiong smiled.
"In this case, you Yaxian tribe will have to bear the consequences."
Ye Immortal's voice became slightly colder.
"You don't need to threaten me. I know the details of your Celestial Clan very well. You can scare others, but it may be useless to scare me."
The sky smiled faintly.
A cold light flashed in Ye Bubu's eyes, and he stopped talking and said to the humans of the Celestial Race: "Who's going up!"
"I'm going to kill the bastards from the Yaxian tribe!"
A big man from the Celestial Race stepped forward, climbed up the stairs, and stepped onto the fighting platform.
Many people recognized that this was an extremely powerful Heavenly Lord from the Celestial Race. Although he was not as strong as the strongest Celestial Lords from the Celestial Race, he was still similar.
Even if he is currently suppressed at the first level of the God Lord, his combat power is absolutely formidable.
This heavenly king is named Yechu Qinglong.
Boom boom!
An extremely powerful aura erupted from Yechu Qinglong's body, and the two most powerful heavenly powers surrounded and entangled him, creating a terrifying coercion.
He took one step forward, and like a bolt of lightning, he shot toward the master of the Yaxian tribe.
The expert from the Yaxian Clan had a solemn expression and concentrated on his response as he fought with Yechu Qinglong.
However, it is obvious that Yechu Qinglong's combat power is stronger and he is completely crushed.
After only dozens of moves, the master of the Yaxian clan was killed by Yechu Qinglong. The battle platform was stained with blood and he couldn't even escape from the battle platform.
"If you dare to offend our Celestial Race, this will be your fate."
Ye Chu Qinglong's cold voice spread throughout the audience.
At this moment, the faces of the people from the Yaxian tribe turned gloomy.
"Damn it, I'm trying to give them face to the Celestial Race, but I'm going even further."
"Do you really think we are easy to bully? Our Yaxian clan is low-key, don't really think we are weak."
"This revenge must be avenged!"
Many people in the Yaxian tribe were angry, and a middle-aged man from the Yaxian tribe couldn't help but rush to the battle stage and fight fiercely with Yechu Qinglong.
It has to be said that Yechu Qinglong is really strong. He just killed the master of the Yaxian clan, and the consumption on him seemed to be very small. His combat power was still extremely powerful, and he suppressed the big man of the Yaxian clan.
In the end, the big man from the Yaxian tribe was seriously injured. In desperation, he tried his best to rush off the fighting platform and saved his life.
"I'll do it!"
Another person from the Yaxian tribe appeared on the stage. This was an old man who was originally at the peak of the Divine Lord. His combat power was very strong, and he actually tied with Yechu Qinglong.
The two sides fought fiercely for thousands of moves, and finally ended in a draw because both sides were exhausted.
However, the Yaxian Clan and the Celestial Clan have already started to fight with real fire. Both sides are constantly sending experts to the stage, and the battle is getting more and more intense.
Sometimes someone was killed.
Although the number of people from the Yaxian Clan is small, only three hundred, they are all at the sixth level of Divine Lord or above, and there are many people with powerful talents.
Even if they are suppressed at the first level of the God Lord, there are still hundreds of people who can step onto the battlefield to fight.
As they continue to fight against the Celestials, their consumption of the Celestials is also very high. There are fewer and fewer Celestials who can step onto the battlefield to fight.
"Master Cang Qiong, when will we stop? There are only a dozen or so of us who can step onto the battlefield to fight."
An old man from the Asiatic tribe asked Cang Qiong.
"No hurry, keep going!"
The Way of the Sky.
The Yaxian tribe still has masters coming up.
"What are these sub-immortals doing? Are they crazy? Do they want to harm both of us and destroy the Heavenly Army at an advantage?"
The people of the Youtian human race shouted angrily.
However, there is no other way, they can only fight.
If no one goes up to fight, the human king's physical body will be obtained by the people of the Yaxian tribe.
In this way, after only a few people from the Yaxian clan were left, Cangqiong finally spoke up and asked the Yaxian clan to cease fighting.
On the battlefield, there is a master of the Celestial Race, standing there, waiting for the challenge from others.
However, time passed minute by minute and there was still no one to fight.
"It seems that the people of the Yaxian tribe want to force us to fight!"
Lion Way.
"They are also very smart. There are not many people in the Celestial Race who can fight now. If we have hope, we will definitely not give up fighting for the human king's body. He predicts that we will definitely send people to fight."
Tang Jun also spoke.
This is not a conspiracy, this is a conspiracy, which can be easily guessed by all parties.
Like before, the Heaven-Destroying Army didn't send anyone to go up. That was because their remaining strength was too far behind that of the Celestials. Even if they went up, they would definitely fail. Therefore, they had the confidence not to send anyone up.
At that time, the Yaxian tribe hoped to obtain the mortal body of the human king, so naturally they could not let the human body fall into the hands of the celestial beings.
Therefore, if the Heavenly Destroying Army does not send people, they will definitely not be able to sit still and will send people up.
The situation now is the opposite.
Now there are only a few members of the Yaxian tribe left who can participate in the battle, and their strength is very different from that of the Celestials. Even if they all go up, they will definitely not be the opponents of the Celestials.
But there are still about twenty people on the side of the Heavenly Destroying Army. They hope to win the final victory. Naturally, they cannot let the Celestials get the human king's body.
Therefore, they must send someone.
Qian Qiong had long expected this scene.
"Who among you takes action!"
The lion looked at the remaining twenty or so beings of the Heavenly Destroyer Army who were still able to fight.
"I'll do it!"
A master from the All-Spirit Zerg Race stepped out, stepped onto the battlefield, and fought with the humans that day.
The two sides who remain now are almost all top-level masters with extremely powerful combat capabilities. However, the combat prowess between each other is also very close, and no one can crush them.
The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and the master of Wanling Zerg barely won the victory, but he himself almost exhausted his strength.
Therefore, before the next master of the Celestial Race came on stage, he took the initiative to withdraw from the battlefield.
He knew very well that his strength was almost exhausted. If he waited for the opponent's master to take the stage, he might not even be able to escape from the fighting platform.