Emperor of Death

Chapter 2105 Killed All ([-])
Fat Zun said to the demon commander and Lancelot: "Okay, you heard it too, there is a treasure inside, you two are desperately fighting, all the fighters from our human race are dead, only one Yechen is left alive Come out, I think you should send people in quickly, collect more godheads and go back, don't really wipe out the whole army."

After finishing speaking, Fat Zun didn't care about the attitudes of the two of them, grabbed Ye Chen, and suddenly shot into the distance.

"Do you still want to fight?" Lancelot asked.

"I will accompany you to the end." The demon leader sneered. The dark camp doesn't care about the life and death of the gods. Of course, if there are too many deaths, they will feel distressed.But for the demon leader personally, it really doesn't matter how many people die.

After all, Lancelot couldn't bear it, and said: "We will send one person in at the same time, and we will not take any action, only take the godhead back."

"Okay!" The demon commander responded.

"Booker, you go in."

"Dark Demon, you go in."

The two sent masters in at the same time.

About an hour later, two roars exploded in the starry sky at the same time: "Yechen!"

The two voices spread throughout the entire starry sky, causing countless masters in the ground-level battlefield to shudder.Being able to spread the sound throughout the void shows how strong these two people are.

But at this moment, their voices were full of grief and hatred, as if they wanted to tear Yechen into pieces.

"It's Ur, the deputy leader of the devil, and Lancelot, the deputy leader of the light camp. How could they both speak at the same time." Someone hiding in the starry sky was very puzzled.

"The hatred is overwhelming, what did Yechen do to them? It's better to leave the starry sky battlefield quickly, it feels like something big is going to happen."

"What's the matter with Yechen? It's really extraordinary to be able to make these two lose their composure. The last time Lord Lancelot heard that Yechen slaughtered the gods of the Xuan-level battlefield, he had never lost his composure like this before."

"Let us humans go back quickly, don't be angered." The masters of the Immortal Realm are very alert, and most of them started to rush to the fortress. They really don't want to run into the bad luck of these two at this moment. Looking at their posture, they seem to be going crazy .

The news spread more and more widely, and Yechen became famous again.

In the fortress, Yechen was sitting on a chair, and there were three masters sitting in front of Yechen.

In addition to Fat Zun, there is also a black and indifferent man. According to Fat Zun's introduction, his name is Zhan Zun. Just by the word Zhan, he knows that he is a ruthless person.

There is also the leader of this fortress, Li Nu, the Venerable Nudao who guards the defense line of the prefecture-level battlefield.

The three of them looked at Ye Chen as if they were being judged in three courts. Ye Chen slumped on the chair, lying in a very comfortable position.

"It's too thrilling." Ye Chen sighed.

"Did you dig their ancestral graves?" Fat Zun joked, "Tell me, what did you do, so we can take precautions, lest those two people really go crazy."

"It's nothing!" Ye Chen smiled, then flipped his right hand, and then hundreds of shining godheads appeared above Ye Chen's palm, and Fat Zun and others in front of him were dazzled for a while.

"Damn!" Li Nu couldn't help but swear, "I really dug their ancestral graves."

The pupils of Fat Zun and Zhan Zun also widened at this moment.

Zhan Zun's face was serious, and he shouted in a low voice: "They are all middle gods!"

Although Fat Zun vaguely guessed something, he still couldn't help asking: "These are the people who entered the Moon Spirit Secret Realm."

Yechen couldn't help but glared at Li Nu and Zhan Zun. When Fat Zun saw his eyes, he couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you looking at? These are the backbone of our human race. They have made great achievements for our human race. Their heads are not as cheap as yours."

"Oh, really?" Yechen held a skeptical attitude, "It's really more expensive than mine?"

Zhan Zun had nothing to do with this question, and Li Nu burst into tears in his heart, he was so frightfully stared at, a majestic master, his head is not as expensive as this kid.

"Don't change the subject, just tell me the origin of these godheads." Fat Zun said, "Boy, I just risked my life to protect you."

Yechen clasped his fists to express his gratitude to Fat Zun, and then said with a smile: "You guessed right, these godheads are those who entered, 236 from the dark camp, 198 from the light camp, all of them are here."

"They're all dead?" Fat Zun's eyes widened.

Even Li Nu and Zhan Zun on the side were horrified.

Yechen smiled and said, "Well, they're all slaughtered."

Fat Zun said they were all dead, but Ye Chen killed all of them, the difference of one word is a world of difference.They are all dead, it can be said that they killed each other, or it can be considered that Yechen killed them with a trick, but the word "all slaughtered" means that Yechen killed them all head-on.

Li Nu widened his eyes and said, "Should I be so exaggerated, you are only at the immortal level, and you are really the opponent of the median god?"

"Hehe!" Yechen smiled noncommittally.

Fat Zun and the remaining two looked at each other, seeing each other's eyes were full of shock.

After a while, the Fat Zun took a long breath and sighed: "The two camps are going crazy. No wonder Lancelot and Ur screamed so terribly. This is really like digging them up. The ancestral graves are the same, boy, during this period of time, you'd better not go to the earth-level battlefields, and between the start of the war, you'd better not even go to the mysterious-level battlefields."

Yechen raised his eyebrows and said, "Could they still attack me?"

Fat Zun nodded and said: "Sure, definitely! You are only at the immortal level, and you have killed so many middle gods. If Lancelot knew that you had such talent, he might have risked serious injuries to you in the Starry Sky Battlefield before." shot."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "How dare he? Could my master watch him harm me?"

Fat Zun said: "The saint is very strong. Under normal circumstances, Lancelot really can't kill you. But you must also know that there are exceptions to everything. If the other party's main god or even the supreme god pays a little price, the saint's perception must be blocked. , it's not that difficult. Otherwise..."

Having said that, Fat Zun sighed again: "My little brother will not perish either."

Yechen said softly: "You mean, Lingzun?"

Fat Zun nodded silently.

"This sounds very dangerous." Ye Chen sighed, "It seems that I really can't go to the starry sky battlefield, what should I do on the Xuan level battlefield? Then go to the Xuan level battlefield to help kill the enemy."

"You don't need to worry about it." Fat Zun said, "The battle of the human race did not rely on one person or two talents to persist until now. After you are promoted to the Immortal Realm, can you still return to the Xuan-level battlefield? In the future, the human race will not be able to fight without you. Not alive anymore? The most important thing is that you are alive now. Yechen, your battlefield is in the future, not the present. You must know that no matter how many points you win in the Xuan level battlefield, the real outcome cannot be determined."

"Many people will die!" Ye Chen sighed.

Zhan Zun, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, said in a deep voice: "In war, people will die. This is a big melting pot, and those who can survive will go further."

Harsh words, but it's the truth.

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