When Ye Junlang let go of his hand, Emperor Shitian's body fell limply to the ground.
The young master of the Imperial Clan, a genius of a generation, fell like this, completely breathed his last, and could no longer die.
Ye Junlang's eyes still looked calm and calm. Under the calm surface, the undercurrent of murderous intent had not weakened in the slightest.
Tantai Lingtian, Wolf Boy, Gu Chen, Longnu, Tantai Mingyue and others all gathered towards Ye Junlang.
Yan Sheng stopped fighting with Ye Chenglong. He moved and rushed to the side of several great gods.
The same is true for Zunxi.
The Demon Saint Son also exchanged attacks with Earth Kong and the Buddha Saint Son. With the help of the counter-shock force, he moved and rushed to the side of the three great Sons of God.
The battle with Demon Saint Son was in another direction, and it was difficult for Ye Junlang to intercept him.
The Purple Phoenix Saint, the Son of Destruction, Ye Chenglong and others also came to Ye Junlang's side with great tacit understanding. This represents the camp of human warriors, and there is a momentum that human warriors should strive for self-improvement.
On the other hand, the side of the Son of God appears to be much weaker.
In addition to the three great sons of God, there are two followers, and then there is the Demon Son.
The disciples of various ancient martial arts forces who had followed these sons of God were all killed, and their bodies fell to the ground. A pungent smell of blood also filled the air.
The faces of the three divine sons, Hun Shen Zi, Yan Shen Zi, and Zun Shen Zi, looked extremely ugly. Their faces were all livid and clouded, and their eyes flashed with resentment and unwillingness, but more of them were confused and unwilling.
untie.
They were indeed confused. From the beginning of Hun Shenzi's plan to Ye Junlang's appearance, everything was going according to their script.
On their side, there are a total of five powerful people in the quasi-spiritual realm.
In addition, the disciples of the ancient martial arts forces of the Imperial Clan, the Blood Demon Sect, the Shen Yun Sect, and the Ghost Tomb Sect are huge and powerful. In terms of power, it can be said that they far surpass Ye Junlang's side.
Why did everything start to change as the script progressed? Everything started to get out of their control?
So far, there are only six people left on their side. Among the disciples from the ancient martial arts forces who have taken refuge, only the Demon Saint Son is still alive.
Frustrated, humiliated, resentful... all kinds of emotions surged into their hearts, making these three great sons of gods go crazy with hatred.
"Now it seems that the so-called Son of God is nothing more than this. Why should we be afraid?"
Ye Junlang spoke with confidence and a sense of arrogance.
As he spoke, the ring on Ye Junlang's finger flashed, and pieces of high-grade spiritual stones appeared one after another. He distributed these high-grade spiritual stones to many people around him.
In the storage ring, there are actually various kinds of elixirs.
But Ye Junlang really didn't dare to use these pills rashly. If they were used incorrectly, in addition to some problems, there would be problems with their manpower. The consequences would be disastrous, and the current good situation would be overturned and all the achievements would be ruined.
Therefore, the safest thing is to absorb the pure energy of these high-grade spiritual stones, restore the original energy and blood lost in the battle, and maintain relative combat effectiveness. This is the safest.
Hun Shenzi, Yan Shenzi, and Zun Shenzi all saw this scene. Immediately, their lungs were about to explode with anger, and they felt like they could not help but vomit blood.
Especially Hun Shenzi, whose face is extremely dark.
You know, what Ye Junlang is using now is the resources that originally belonged to his storage ring.
Yan Shen Zi and Zun Shen Zi are also uncomfortable. Their storage rings have been taken away. Without resources to supplement, the one and the other are declining. It must be that Ye Junlang's human world warriors have an increasing advantage.
The eyes of these Sons of God were all burning, and they wanted to rush forward and cut Ye Junlang into pieces. As Sons of God, they had never experienced such humiliation, and they were led by warriors from the human world who they had completely looked down on before.
The humiliation comes.
"Ye Junlang, how arrogant you are now, how miserable you will be in the future!" Yan Shenzi said coldly.
"In the future? When will it be in the future?" Ye Junlang sneered, and he continued, "I only know that I will beat you all to the ground first. What about the Son of God? Next, I will let you
You all kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"
As he spoke, Ye Junlang's Nine Yang Qi and blood rushed into the air. Although he was seriously injured, his fighting spirit did not diminish. After absorbing the energy of the spirit stone, the Nine Yang Qi and blood boiled again, and a wave of energy filled his body.
A supreme Qinglong Qi.
"Fight! Defeat all these sons of God!" Ji Zhitian also shouted excitedly.
"These sons of God really think they can dominate and bring blessings when they come to the human world? They are simply wishful thinking! Let them know that we human warriors are not fish and meat, how can we allow you to slaughter us?" Gu Chen also said coldly.
Under the leadership of Ye Junlang, the warriors in the human world were full of fighting spirit, and the flames of war were raging. They completely displayed the spirit of sharing the same hatred and the same hatred as the warriors in the human world should have.
Mie Shengzi glanced at Ye Junlang. Although in terms of personal grudges, he was dissatisfied with his defeat to Ye Junlang in the ancient martial arts competition last time, from other aspects, he secretly admired Ye Junlang in his heart.
If one day, the human world is going to go into full-scale war with the heavenly world, then only people like Ye Junlang can be worthy of the word "leader" and can support the backbone of the warriors in the human world.
The Purple Phoenix Saint's face was calm, but her golden eyes flashed one after another. She once again saw Ye Junlang's heaven-defying combat power.
One person defeated the three great gods on the opposite side!
What's even more frightening is that Ye Junlang is still a little lower than these gods, and has not yet reached the level of quasi-divine realm. He can successively cripple these three gods and rob them of their storage rings.
How else can you describe your performance besides being unbelievable?
Under the calm and indifferent appearance of the Purple Phoenix Saint, she is actually very arrogant. After all, she is a true phoenix, so it is inevitable that she will have a high level of ambition.
She originally thought that she had received the inheritance of the True Phoenix Divine Ling in True Phoenix Mountain, and she thought that if she broke through to the quasi-spiritual realm, she would never be worse than Ye Junlang, who had the Qinglong destiny.
But the performance in the field shows that even if she is currently in the quasi-spiritual realm, there is still a big gap between her and Ye Junlang, and it is still difficult to compare.
This caused a name to flash through the mind of Saint Purple Phoenix involuntarily - Son of the Emperor of Heaven!
According to the follower Yuan Zifu who came into contact with her, the Emperor's Son from Heaven was a prodigy who was not born the year before last. He could suppress all the major Sons of God in the Heaven Realm by one person.
I don’t know who is better than Ye Junlang or the Son of God?
Just as she was thinking, the Purple Phoenix Saint's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud shout——
"Kill! Beat the Son of God down!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly, his body full of fighting spirit, and wisps of azure dragon energy surrounded his body. The azure dragon's golden body bloomed with dazzling light. He took the lead and rushed out, taking the lead to attack the Son of God in front.