The sub-celestial race defeated the masters of the Celestial Race, which made the faces of many Celestial Race very ugly.
In the eyes of the Celestials, the Yaxians are no different from the other top ten races. They are all ants and slaves they can command at will.
But now the slaves dared to resist them and beat them, which made them unbearable.
"It's against it, it's really against it, these sub-celestial beings are going to rebel."
"It's a crime that deserves death. They should all be suppressed and executed Ling Chi!"
"In my opinion, there is no need for the sub-xian race to exist anymore. After leaving here, we will send an army to destroy the sub-xian race!"
Many Celestials growled and looked at the Yaxians with cold eyes.
However, the people of the Yaxian tribe looked calm, and seemed to be unafraid of the threat of the Celestial and Human tribe.
"enough!"
Ye Immortal snorted coldly, and the Celestials shut their mouths.
"It seems that you sub-immortals are also determined to win the flesh of the king?"
Ye Buxiu opened his mouth lightly, and looked at the young sky, the leader of the Yaxian tribe.
"Treasures such as the human king's body, naturally everyone will be fascinated. We, the Yaxian tribe, also want to get it and study it to see what is so wonderful about it."
Sky smiled.
"Since this is the case, you Yaxian clan will have to bear the consequences."
Ye Immortal's voice cooled down slightly.
"You don't have to threaten me. I know the details of your celestial-human race. You can scare others, but it may not work to scare me."
Sky smiled faintly.
There was a gleam of coldness in Ye Immortal's eyes, he stopped talking, and said to the people of the Celestial Human Race: "Who goes up!"
"I'm going to kill the offal of the Yaxian tribe!"
A big man of the Celestial Race stepped forward, went up the stairs, and stepped onto the battle platform.
Many people recognized that this was an extremely powerful Heavenly Monarch of the Celestial-Human Clan. Although he was not as strong as the strongest Celestial Monarchs of the Celestial-Human Clan, he was similar.
Even if he is now suppressed in the first level of the divine master, his combat power is absolutely strong.
This heavenly monarch is named Yechu Qinglong.
Boom!
An incomparably powerful aura erupted from Yechu Qinglong's body, and two kinds of supernatural powers surrounded and entangled his body, emitting a terrifying coercion.
He stepped forward with one step, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he charged towards the master of the Yaxian tribe.
The master of the Yaxian tribe, with a dignified face, focused on dealing with it, and fought with Ye Chuqinglong.
However, it is obvious that Ye Chuqinglong's combat power is stronger, completely forming a crush.
After only dozens of moves, the master of the Yaxian tribe was bombarded and killed by Ye Chuqinglong. The battle platform was blood-stained, and he couldn't even escape from the battle platform.
"Dare to offend my Celestial Race, that's the end."
Ye Chuqinglong's cold voice spread throughout the audience.
This time, the faces of the members of the Yaxian tribe became gloomy.
"Damn it, to give them the face of the Celestials and Humans is actually going so far."
"Do you really think we are easy to bully? We, the Yaxian tribe, keep a low profile. Don't really think we are weak."
"This revenge must be reported!"
Many members of the Yaxian clan were angry, and a middle-aged man from the Yaxian clan couldn't help but rushed to the battle arena and fought fiercely with Ye Chuqinglong.
It has to be said that Ye Chuqinglong is really strong. He killed the master of the Yaxian clan just now, and his consumption seems to be very small, but his combat power is still extremely powerful, suppressing the big man of the Yaxian clan.
In the end, the big man from the Yaxian clan was seriously injured, and in desperation, he rushed down the battle stage with all his strength, only to save his life.
"I come!"
Another person from the Yaxian tribe appeared on the stage. This is an old man who was also the existence of the peak of the God Lord. He is so powerful that he even tied with Ye Chuqinglong.
The two sides fought fiercely with thousands of moves, and finally, because both of them were exhausted, it ended in a tie.
However, the Yaxian tribe and the Celestial Human tribe have already played a real fire. The two sides continue to send masters to the stage, and the battle is getting more and more fierce.
Sometimes someone gets killed.
Although the number of people from the Yaxian clan is small, only three hundred, they are all above the sixth level of the god master, and there are many people with powerful talents.
Even if they are suppressed in the first level of the divine master, there are hundreds of them who can step onto the battlefield.
They are constantly fighting with the Celestials, and the consumption of the Celestials is also very high. There are fewer and fewer Celestials who can step on the battlefield.
"Young Master Cang Qiong, when will we stop? There are only a dozen or so of us who can step onto the battlefield."
An old man of the Yaxian tribe asked about the sky.
"No hurry, continue!"
Sky said.
In the Yaxian tribe, there are still masters coming up.
"What are these sub-immortals doing? They are crazy. They want to hurt both of us and destroy the Heavenly Army cheaply?"
Some people from the Tianren race shouted angrily.
However, there is no way, they can only fight.
No one goes up to fight, and the human king's body will be obtained by the people of the Yaxian tribe.
Just like that, after only a few people from the Yaxian clan were left to chat with, Cang Qiong spoke to call for a truce from the Yaxian clan.
On the battle stage is a master of the Celestial Race, standing there, waiting for the challenge from others.
However, time passed by every minute and every second, and there was still no one to fight.
"It seems that the people of the Yaxian tribe want to force us to fight!"
lion road.
"They are also very smart. Now there are not many people in the Celestial Race who can fight. If we have hope, we will definitely not give up fighting for the human king's body. He predicts that we will definitely send people to fight."
Tang Jun also spoke.
This is not a conspiracy, it is an overt conspiracy, and it is easy for all parties to guess.
Like before, the Mietian Army didn't send people to the field, that's because their remaining strength was too far behind that of the Celestials, and even if they went up, they would definitely fail, so they had the confidence not to send people up.
At that time, the Yaxian tribe hoped to obtain the human king's body, so naturally they couldn't let the king's body fall into the hands of the Celestial Human Race.
Therefore, if the Mietian Army does not send people, they will definitely not be able to sit still and will send people up.
Now the situation is the opposite.
Now there are only a few members of the Yaxian tribe who can participate in the battle. Their strength is very different from that of the Celestial Clan.
However, there are still about 20 people on the Mietian Army's side, and they hope to win the final victory. Naturally, it is impossible to allow the Celestials and Humans to obtain the human king's body.
Therefore, they must send someone up.
The sky had already expected this scene.
"You guys, who will make the move!"
The lion looked at the remaining twenty or so beings who could still fight in the Mietian Army.
"Let me do it!"
A master of the All Souls Zerg stepped out, stepped onto the battlefield, and fought with the Human Race that day.
The two sides remaining now are almost all top experts with extremely powerful combat power, but the combat power between each other is also very close, and no one side can crush it.
The two sides fought fiercely for a long time, and the master of the All Souls Zerg barely won the victory, but he himself almost exhausted his strength.
Therefore, before the next master of the Celestial Human Race came to the stage, he voluntarily withdrew from the battle arena.
He knew very well in his heart that his strength was almost exhausted. If he waited for the opponent's master to come to the stage, he might not even be able to escape from the stage.