"Hundreds of drops of the blood of the Holy King?" Almost everyone took a breath of coldness when they heard Qiu Yehan's words.

The eyes moved one after another, focusing on Ye Chen, either jealousy or surprised, but more of them were greed. Many races came to the sea of ​​death and sent the most outstanding genius young people in the tribe into the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion, for the purpose of the blood of the Saint King.

But they all got nothing, only Ye Chen obtained many Hongmeng spiritual treasures and hundreds of drops of the blood of the Saint King. The gap between the two sides was too big, which made everyone feel greedy and coveted.

"Bold madman, you actually dare to kill my Han Ling clan people!"

At this time, a strong man from the Cold Spirit tribe stood up, his tongue bursting with thunder, which made the crowd's eardrums tremble slightly.

This person's cultivation is not high, and he is only at the middle stage of the second level of the holy path. He suddenly stood up and scolded Ye Chen with no intention of murder. He just came to test it, just to push Ye Chen into an unfavorable situation, so that they have the opportunity to seize the handle, exploit Ye Chen, and even kill Ye Chen.

Such a powerful genius young man is a great threat to any race. If he can be strangled in the cradle, he must not be allowed to grow up.

The strong men from other ethnic groups also understood this, and their bodies flashed, vaguely surrounding the entire island, staring at this side with interest, looking at the show.

"Zhentian Bell?" The strong man from the Han Ling tribe glanced over and suddenly found that the thing Ye Yao was carrying around her waist was actually the Zhentian Bell!

At this moment, his face was filled with ferocious anger, and he angrily rebuked: "Bastard, kill my tribe and seize the treasures of our tribe. If you don't surrender, even the ends of the world, my Han Ling clan will not let you go. You will definitely kill you on the spot!"

"Forty-five genius young men entered the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion to seize treasures. Since it was a battle, there would be casualties. Gao Mie and others were killed by me and the treasures were taken away. They were not strong enough. Do you don't understand such a simple truth?" Ye Chen sneered, glanced at the figure in the void, with no fear on his face. It was ridiculous that he dared to show off his power in front of him in the middle stage of the second level of the holy path.

"Random!" When a young man like Ye Chen was scolded, the strong man of the Cold Spirit suddenly felt that his face had nothing to do with him. He shouted angrily, and an extremely terrifying cold air emanated from his body, which filled with a little soul power, and was about to invade Ye Chen's mind.

"It seems that you haven't figured out who is arrogant yet." Ye Chen spit out a cold pronunciation and stepped out. A black light bloomed between the sky and the earth, like a sea and a tide, all roaring towards the other party. Whether it was the cold air or the power of the soul, they were swallowed up in an instant and turned into nothingness.

"What a strange secret power!" The crowd's eyes trembled, black light spreading, devouring everything. What a terrifying method. Before using any martial arts, they were already invincible and easily suppressed the powerful Han Ling clan.

"Get out!" Ye Chen's eyes became sharp, and his palms slapped out from top to bottom. The golden light was dazzling, with a holy aura, and it pressed wildly towards the powerful Han Ling clan. The golden light turned into a handprint, as huge as a mountain. Just staring at it like this, the terrifying aura seemed to tear him apart.

A bang!

The golden handprint suddenly shattered, and a long space crack appeared in everyone's sight, sweeping the breath of the Holy Soul's handprint into the space turbulence, and finally disappeared without a trace.

A middle-aged man in a black robe was standing in front of the strong man of the Han Ling clan. He brushed his hands and the whole space returned to his original calm appearance. However, his eyes flashed with brilliance. He looked at Ye Chen and said coldly: "It's a killer move when he takes action, is it a little cruel?"

"Send a strong man to test the younger generation, and you have to take action with anger. Is it a bit embarrassing?" Ye Chen hugged his hands in his chest, facing the powerful man in the Breaking Air Realm in front of him, and he acted calmly. He even dared to face the phantom of the Saint King. Of course, he would not have any fear in the Breaking Air Realm.

The powerful man in front of him was named Gao Yuanzhong, who was the elder of the Han Ling clan and had a very high status. This time he was ordered to bring a group of genius young men to the sea of ​​death.

At this moment, he heard Ye Chen's sarcastic voice and his face looked a little ugly, but after all, he was a powerful person in the Breaking Air Realm. He was knowledgeable and quickly calmed down and said coldly: "The many geniuses of my Han Ling Clan have all died at your hands. For the sake of the clan and for an explanation, I naturally cannot let you be so arrogant. Otherwise, where should I put my Han Ling Clan face?"

After he said that, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Chen. Gao Yuanzhong was a powerful man in the Breaking Air Realm. He mastered the mystery of space. If he took action to suppress Ye Chen and Ye Chen, he would definitely be unable to resist.

"The Han Ling Clan has some grudges with the Ice God Clan, and Ye Yao is my sister. In the Tianxue Holy Mansion, Gao Mie and others thought they were strong and intercepted them again and again. Let me ask, in the face of such a situation, should I surrender?" Ye Chen said sarcastically. All Gao Mie's actions were for his own death. If he didn't provoke Ye Chen, how could Ye Chen fight with him?

"Besides, we discovered the Heavenly Blood Hall at the same time, but the first person to enter the Heavenly Blood Hall was Gao Mie and Gao Xuan, and they were also the first person to discover the word "Liu" on the wall. But at that time, they knew that they could not solve the mystery of "Liu" and chose to give up and prepare to leave the Heavenly Blood Hall. However, Qiu Yehan slandered them for hiding treasures in private, and first stopped them, and then asked them to hand over the storage ring, otherwise they would be killed on the spot."

Ye Chen's words made the heart of the crowd twitch suddenly. Qiu Yehan once slandered Gao Mie and wanted to block the way and take away the storage ring?

Qiu Yehan, not far away, his eyes suddenly became cold. He stared at Ye Chen, but saw Ye Chen smiled again and continued: "It was because of Qiu Yehan's slander that Gao Mie and Gao Xuan were forced into a desperate situation. Before that, Qiu Yehan also used the Han Ling tribe many times to make them scapegoats and open the way for him. Just now, Qiu Yehan used his old tricks again to provoke conflicts between me and everyone, and wanted to use everyone's hands to kill me, so that he could achieve the goal of dominating the Yuehua Continent. You have become their minions and used for him."

Ye Chen's voice was very calm, but he instantly pushed Qiu Yehan into the abyss.

Everyone's eyes fell on the people of the Tong Lei Clan, making Qiu Yehan feel powerful oppression coming towards him. He stared at Ye Chen with his eyes fierce. Unexpectedly, he made such a plan, but Ye Chen turned against him in the end.

"Everyone, Ye Chen is cunning by nature, and most of the words he says cannot be believed." Qiu Mieyin stood up at this time, glanced at the crowd, and then said loudly: "People are dead and can never be resurrected. If we have always maintained our obsession, we will only be used by treacherous villains like Ye Chen. The most important thing now is to complete the mission entrusted to us by the race, get the blood of the Holy King, rather than arguing about personal grievances."

"This is right. We can calculate personal grievances later, but the blood of the Holy King is related to the entire race, so I suggest that Ye Chen hand over the blood of the Holy King and distribute it equally. I wonder what everyone's intentions are?" A voice came from the crowd of the Fire God clan. Yan Yileng, the speaker.
Chapter completed!