Chapter 4691: Throw back

The Yaxian tribe defeated the masters of the Celestial race, which made the faces of many Celestial races very ugly.
In the eyes of the people of the Celestial Race, the Yaxian race is no different from the other top ten races. They are all ants, slaves they can instruct at will.
However, now the slaves dare to resist them and defeat them, which makes them unbearable.
"It's reversed, it's really reversed, these Asian immortals are going to rebel."
"It's a sin worthy of death, it should be suppressed all, Ling Chi put to death!"
"In my opinion, the Yaxian race does not need to exist at all. After leaving here, they will send a large army to destroy the Yaxian race!"
Many celestial races roared lowly, looking at the people of the Yaxian race with cold eyes.
However, the people of the Yaxian tribe are self-assured and seem not afraid of the threats of the Celestial Clan.
"enough!"
Ye Immortal snorted coldly, and the people of the Celestial Race shut their mouths.
"It seems that your Asian immortal clan is sure to win the human king's fleshly body?"
Ye Immortal spoke lightly, looking at the sky of the young man headed by the Yaxian clan.
"Naturally everyone will be moved by treasures such as the flesh body of the King of Humans. We, the Yaxian clan, also want to research and study to see what is so wonderful."
The sky smiled.
"In this case, you, the Asian Immortal Clan, must bear the consequences."
Ye Immortal's voice fell slightly.
"You don't need to threaten me. I know the details of your celestial race. You can scare others, and scare me, it may be useless."
The sky smiled faintly.
Ye Immortal's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said to the humanity of the Celestial Race: "Who is going up!"
"I'm going to kill the offspring of the Yaxian!"
A big man of the Celestial Race stepped forward, up the stairs, and stepped onto the battle platform.
Many people recognize that this is an extremely powerful celestial monarch of the Celestial Race. Although not as good as the strongest Celestial princes, they are similar.
Even if it is now suppressed in the first heavy, the combat power is absolutely strong.
This heavenly monarch is named Yechu Qinglong.
Boom!
Yechu Qinglong erupted with an incomparably powerful aura, and the two strongest heavenly powers surrounded and entangled him, filled with terrifying pressure.
He stepped out, shaped like a bolt of lightning, and slew towards the master of the Yaxian clan.
The master of the Yaxian clan, with a solemn expression, responded intently, fighting with Yechu Qinglong.
However, it was obvious that Yechu Qinglong's combat power was stronger, and it was completely crushed.
After only fighting for dozens of moves, the master of the Yaxian clan was killed by Yechu Qinglong, blood-stained and even escaped from the battlefield.
"Dare to offend my Celestial Race, this is the end."
Ye Chu Qinglong's icy voice spread throughout the audience.
At this time, the people of the Yaxian tribe's expression became gloomy.
"Damn it, to give them the face of the Celestial Race, they actually have to make an inch."
"Do you really think we are bullying? My Yaxian is low-key, don't really think we are weak."
"This grudge must be reported!"
Many people of the Yaxian tribe were angry, and a middle-aged man of the Yaxian tribe couldn't help but rushed onto the battle platform and fought fiercely with Yechu Qinglong.
I have to say that Yechu Qinglong is really strong. Killing the master of the Asian clan just now seemed to cost him very little, and his combat power was still extremely powerful, suppressing the big man of the Asian clan.
In the end, the big man of the Yaxian clan was seriously injured. In desperation, he tried his best to rush off the battle platform and saved his life.
"I come!"
Another member of the Yaxian clan appeared on the stage. This was an old man. He was also at the pinnacle of the Divine Lord. He was very powerful, and he was actually tied with Yechu Qinglong.
The two sides fought a thousand moves, and finally ended in a tie because of exhaustion.
However, the Yaxian tribe and the Celestial tribe have already fought real fire, and the two sides continue to send masters to the stage, and the battle is getting more and more intense.
Sometimes someone was killed.
Although the number of the Yaxian tribe is small, only 300 people, but they are all six levels or more of the gods, and there are very many people with strong talents.
Even if they are suppressed in the First Heavy, there are hundreds of people who can set foot on the battlefield.
They and the Celestial Race continue to fight, and the consumption of the Celestial Race is also very large. The number of the Celestial Race who can step on the battlefield to fight is decreasing.
"Prince Cangqiong, when will we stop, there are only more than ten people who can set foot on the battlefield."
An old Yaxian asked the sky.
"No hurry, go on!"
Sky Road.
The Yaxian clan still has masters constantly.
"What are these Asian immortals doing, they are crazy, want to hurt both of us and destroy the heavenly army cheaply?"
Some people from the human race shouted.
However, there is no way, they can only fight.
No one went up to fight, and the human king's body was about to be obtained by the Yaxian tribe.
In this way, after only a few people from the Yaxian tribe were left to chat, Cangqiang spoke and let the Yaxian tribe truce.
On the battle platform, there is a master of the Celestial Race, standing there, waiting for the challenges of others.
However, time passed, and there was still no one to fight.
"It seems that the Yaxian people want to force us to fight!"
Lion Road.
"They are also very smart. Now there are not many people who can fight in the Celestial Race. We have hope, and we will definitely not give up fighting for the human body. He expects that we will definitely send people to fight."
Tang Jun also spoke.
This is not a conspiracy, it is a conspiracy, and it is easy for all parties to guess.
Like before, the Celestial Extinguishing Army did not send people to the field because their remaining strength was too far from the Celestial Race. Even if they went up, they would definitely fail. Therefore, they had the confidence to never send anyone up.
At that time, the Yaxian tribe had hope to obtain the human king's body, so naturally they couldn't let the king's body fall into the hands of the Celestial Race.
Therefore, if the Heaven Extinguishing Army does not send people, they will definitely not be able to sit still and will send people up.
The situation now is the opposite.
Now there are only a few members of the Yaxian clan who can participate in the battle, and their strength is very different from that of the Celestial Race. Even if they are all, they are definitely not the opponent of the Celestial Race.
However, there are still more than 20 people on the side of the Heaven Extinguishing Army. They have the hope of winning the final victory. Naturally, it is impossible to allow the Heaven and Human Race to obtain the human body.
Therefore, they must send someone on.
The sky had already expected this scene.
"You guys, who made the shot!"
The lion looked at the remaining twenty-odd existences of the Heaven Extinguishing Army who could still play.
"Let me do it!"
A master of the all-spirit zerg stepped out, stepped onto the battlefield, and fought with the human race that day.
The two sides who stayed at the present were almost all top masters, with extremely powerful combat power, but the combat power between each other was also very close, and no one side could crush them.
The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and the master of the Wanling Zerg barely won the victory, but he himself almost ran out of strength.
Therefore, before the next master of the Celestial Race took the stage, he took the initiative to retreat from the platform.
He knew very well in his heart that his strength was almost exhausted. If he waited for the opponent's master to take the stage, he might not even be able to escape from the battle platform.