Yan Yileng represented the Vulcan Clan. As soon as he came forward, the powerful Vulcan Clan who had been ready to make a move came forward, their aura so hot that the entire space became extremely hot.
"Elder Yan's words make sense. The blood of the Holy King is urgently needed by all major races. Ye Chen, having hundreds of drops per person is indeed a bit of a waste. If it is distributed equally, everyone can accept it.
." Gu Chongyang also spoke, and said with a sneer: "Also, except for the blood of the Holy King, Ye Chen and his group almost all obtained the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure. The number was extremely large, but we got nothing. This is a bit unbalanced.
"
The two major races, the Vulcan Clan and the Celestial Clan, both stood up and made their positions clear: standing on Qiu Yehan's side and targeting Ye Chen.
Just a few words instantly put Ye Chen and others into an unfavorable situation. In addition to these major races, there are hundreds of strong men in the entire sea of death. They have been waiting here for several days just to fish in troubled waters.
Loot a few Hongmeng Lingbao.
Now, they are naturally happy to see Ye Chen and others being besieged. After all, the name of the Holy King of Heavenly Blood is too loud. The supreme powerhouse of the ninth level of the Holy Path, the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure he left behind must be extremely powerful.
, far beyond the ordinary.
On Ye Chen's side, everyone's expressions instantly darkened. Treasures from heaven and earth can only be obtained by those who are capable. These guys are too shameless. They are just relying on their large numbers to forcefully divide their treasures. There is no way
It makes sense but is shameless.
"Are you doing this to provoke a fight between the Gods?" Liu Muyun said coldly, already holding the Dark Moon Sword tightly in his hand: "Although the Moon God Clan has declined, it is still a God Clan. We never want to be confused about our race.
Shame, even if it means fighting to the death!"
"I, the Ice God Clan, are the same!" Ye Yao was also full of contempt for these people. She couldn't get it, so she wanted to exploit them. It was too much and she couldn't bear it anymore.
"It seems that you have all misunderstood. I don't want to provoke disputes. It's just that all major races are facing a crisis of decline. The blood of the races is becoming thinner and thinner. They are in urgent need of the blood of the Holy King. And Ye Chen happens to have so much. He alone
If you only get it, why not share it with us? No one has any objection to this principle." Qiu Yehan said with a smile, looking at everyone, everyone nodded and applauded.
Except for these major races, these people are not qualified to enter the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion, and naturally they are not eligible for the precious treasure. Now that Qiu Yehan has said these words, they are very likely to get a drop of the precious blood of the Holy King. In this way
The deal was simply something for nothing, and they couldn't refuse it.
"We have obtained the blood of many holy kings, and we want to share it with you. Then the Copper Thunder Tribe has obtained the Mysterious Book of Heavenly Thunder, why not share the martial arts on it with all major races?" Yan Xiu sarcastically said, Qiu Ye Hanhe
Qiu Mie Yin is indeed a father and son, full of tricks.
"Shut up." Qiu Mieyin glanced over and said coldly: "You have nothing to do here, either shut up or die."
As he spoke, the aura belonging to the strong ones in the Sky-Breaking Realm spread out. There were strong men in the Sky-Breaking Realm in all directions including the Vulcan Clan, the Celestial God Clan, the Bronze Thunder Clan and the Cold Spirit Clan. Just the aura radiating out caused the space to become distorted.
Get up, domineering with a powerful aura.
On Ye Chen's side, there were only two Sky-Breaking Realm experts, and their cultivation levels were not as good as the other's, so they were obviously at a disadvantage. Because of this, Qiu Yehan dared to provoke like this, completely disdainful of the Moon God Clan and the Heavenly God Outer Palace.
strength.
Bang bang bang!
Just when the entire space was at a deadlock, a crisp sound of applause rang out.
Ye Chen stared at the people in front of him and said with a faint smile: "Suppressing the enemy with crowds is indeed a good move, 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 everyone related to you will probably suffer unwarranted disasters, such as the Celestial God's Outer Palace, the Ice God Clan, or the Moon God Clan. These three parties are inseparable from this incident.
We won't let him go." Qiu Yehan bluntly said, no longer hiding the ferocity in his heart. If Ye Chen didn't hand over the blood of the Holy King, he would kill him until Ye Chen was willing to hand over the blood.
"It seems I have no choice." Ye Chen responded with a smile, but his 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 make way for the people from the Moon God Clan and the Heavenly God's Outer Palace to leave first, and you will never stop them or snatch the Hongmeng from them.
Lingbao."
Ye Chen's words made the crowd's eyes tremble slightly and they showed joy. That's great. Ye Chen is willing to hand over the blood of the Holy King. As for the Hongmeng Lingbao, although it is extremely precious, it is not as meaningful to the entire race.
Blood of the Holy King, if you have to choose between the two, you must choose the Blood of the Holy King.
"No problem, we can promise you." Qiu Yehan answered directly without thinking, but that was not what he thought in his heart. Most of the people who got Hongmeng Lingbao came from Yuehua Continent. After Ye Chen died, Yuehua
The mainland will definitely fall into the hands of the Bronze Thunder Tribe, and by then, these Hongmeng Spiritual Treasures will still be his, and none of them will be missing.
There was a cold light in their eyes, and the other three forces also thought the same. They were not willing to miss out on the blood of the Holy King and the Hongmeng Lingbao. They wanted to get the Blood of the Holy King first, kill Ye Chen, and then slowly divide them up.
This sea of death is so large that it would take several days of flying to leave. A few days would be enough for them to pursue and kill them.
With this in mind, the crowd stepped back one after another and separated a path. Everyone had a tacit understanding and stood quietly. No one took action.
"You will run away with all your strength in a moment. You must leave the Sea of Death in the shortest possible time. After that, it is best for the Celestial God's Outer Palace to move to Mingyue City. After this incident, in the eyes of the Celestial God Clan, there must be no room for you.
." Ye Chen said to Lin Xinghan, this is the only way to preserve the outer palace of the God.
"Brother, let me stay with you." Ye Yao didn't want Ye Chen to face him alone, so she said directly.
"These people are like wolves and tigers. If they stay here, they will definitely be harmful to you. You should leave first. I have a way to deal with them."
Ye Chen said with a faint smile, a flash of indifference suddenly flashed in his eyes. These people were full of conspiracies and plots, thinking of exploiting themselves. In this case, he would not have any mercy and let them
All paid the price with blood.
"In that case, let's leave first." Su Wuyou felt the murderous intent in Ye Chen's eyes, and his heart froze, as if he thought of something, and immediately agreed. Ye Chen never did anything he was unsure of.
, this time, he must be serious about it.
Seeing this, Liu Muyun and Baguio knew that Ye Chen had made up his mind. After a brief silence, they whispered: "Promise me that you will come back alive."
"I promise you, I will come back alive, and when I return, it will be the moment when the disputes in Yuehua Continent end." Ye Chen's voice was full of confidence, and he walked forward and gently touched the foreheads of the two women.
Kiss, this is the kiss of commitment.
Everyone moved their bodies one after another, landed on the back of the flying holy beast, and left the way they came, and soon disappeared from sight.
Ye Chen watched everyone leave, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the people around him, stretched out his palm, and a dazzling golden light bloomed out. On his palm, hundreds of golden blood suddenly appeared. It was the saint.