Emperor of Death

Chapter 474

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the aliens present with a playful smile. As Ye Chen glanced over, the aliens looked very unbearable. Many people subconsciously hid behind their companions, not wanting to be seen by Ye Chen.

The legs of the alien races in front were even weaker. The bull-headed youth knelt directly in front of Yechen, kowtowed and said: "This noble son of the human race, the calf has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and he bumped into the son, please forgive me!" .”

Looking at them, Yechen said indifferently: "Do you know me?"

"Yeah!" The tauren nodded, and then shook his head hastily, "I don't know you, I've never seen you before, but your image is so tall that I subconsciously feel admiration."

"Hehe!" Ye Chen smiled softly, "It seems that you have participated in the attack on my human race."

At that time, thousands of alien races charged in and almost wiped out the entire clan. It seemed that they were one of them.In addition, just now they murmured that they wanted to eat human flesh. This kind of foreign race is a genius. If it grows up, it will be a disaster for the human race. caused great harm to the people.

Not to mention, in Yechen's eyes, these alien races are treasure troves that can walk. How can such a treasure trove be missed?
Hearing Yechen's faint voice, the aliens showed fear subconsciously, and they didn't know who yelled first: "Flee!"

Everyone's alien race subconsciously ran away.

"Can you run away?" Yechen sneered.

The next moment, Ye Chen rushed out, and a long spear appeared in his hand, which was a king-level magic weapon obtained from Fu Ya. The spear pierced through the void, pierced forward like lightning, and then suddenly trembled in Ye Chen's hand, Six spear flowers bloomed in the void, and the whole long spear seemed to be transformed into six spears, chasing the six alien races.

The throats of the six aliens were pierced, and they fell slowly to the ground.

Then, the spear flowers continued to bloom in the void, and each spear flower represented a life. During this process, Song Jia and Meng Xinqi watched with wide eyes, for fear of missing a detail.

Yechen's body was blown forward like a hurricane, and as Yechen approached, more and more aliens fell to the ground.

In less than a minute, there were no more aliens standing beside Yechen, and they all turned into corpses.

Then, Yechen put all the corpses lying on the ground into the storage ring, and tidied them up after returning.

"By the way, I almost forgot." Yechen looked at the little skeleton and the death knight holding the red crystal spear, then searched in the storage ring, and found a king-level spear in the storage ring , handed over to the hands of the death knight.Then put on a king-level armor for the death knight.

Dressed all over the body, once the death knight charges on the battlefield, its power will increase greatly.

Then Yechen gave the machete he got from the prince of the mad shark tribe to Xiaokulou. The little skull carried a five-meter-long machete on his small body, looking extraordinarily domineering.

Then, Yechen handed over the secret of how to use the magic weapon to the death knight and the little skull, especially after the little skull absorbed it, the machete in his hand became smaller and became two meters in length, even so , It also exceeds a large part of its body.

Then, Yechen changed the bow for the skeleton archer, replacing its spirit-level bow with a king-level bow, making its attack more fierce.

The attack of the little skull and the skeleton archer is enough, but it lacks some defense. Yechen thought about it, but in the end he didn't put on armor for them, especially the little skull. His fighting depends on flexibility. It hinders its flexibility, but makes him more dangerous.

"Look, there is the original energy." Song Jia said loudly.

"Quick, absorb the original energy." Meng Xinqi hurried over.

There are two places in the void where the original energy overflows. Yechen and his dead creatures occupy one place, and the other five people consciously go to the other place together.

Yechen noticed that Huang Xinrou had an extra corpse. It was a goshawk with wings one meter wide. This kind of goshawk refined by the overlord in the sky is much stronger than ordinary zombies. , but its talent is almost at the peak of Wu Zun.

Huang Xinrou is also an arrogant master. He didn't refine the dead corpse for such a zombie. It seems that he wanted to find a better zombie before refining the dead corpse.

Song Jia's natal corpse was the black panther, Ye Chen had sat on it before, and his talent was similar to Huang Xinrou's servant corpse, but it was a pity to refine this level of zombie into a natal corpse.

The valley is very quiet, only the sound of everyone's breathing and breathing out the original energy, everyone's strength is growing rapidly.

On a hillside very far away from Yechen, Bingxue'er and the others finally found a source of Qi. They thought they would have to wait a day, but they didn't expect the source of Qi to appear earlier, and there were three places.

Many young people of the human race were overjoyed, and then flew towards the source of energy, a figure was faster than everyone else, like a black lightning, instantly rushed to a birthplace of colorful light.

That is Lan Wen.

Everyone didn't care, after all, it was a little faster, and it didn't have much advantage.

The crowd split into three streams and rushed in different directions. When a crowd blasted towards Lan Wen's direction, Lan Wen suddenly burst out with a power that frightened everyone, and then pointed the long sword in his hand at the rushing crowd. The power of death faltered on the tip of the sword, exuding a icy cold light.

"This, what's going on here." Several people were puzzled.

"It's not aimed at us." Someone said, and then walked forward, Lan Wen slashed with a sword, the sword energy escaped from the sword, and cut a crack in the ground in front of the young man.

Then, Lan Wen swung the sword in her hand, and said two blunt words: "Go away!"

"This!" No one dared to step forward.

"Shameless!" someone murmured, "Yechen's natal zombie refuses to share his original energy with us. Damn Yechen, he must have confessed."

"Yechen is really stubborn. He left by himself, and he will not let go of the remaining original energy." Someone said with a hand on his forehead.

"Forget it, forget it, what else can we do, now we all have to rely on him." Countless people said so, and they were greeting the eighteenth generation of Yechen's ancestors in their hearts, and then they had to back away. If you dare to reason with the zombie of your own destiny, if you are slashed by him with a sword, where can you reason?

Lan Wen was alone, and the other 80 people were divided into two places. From time to time, people looked at Lan Wen, their teeth itching with hatred.

(End of this chapter)