Chapter 1260

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Chapter 1260

Ten Thousand Races Continent.

A huge mountain stands alone in a plain.

The towering mountain peak was like a sharp sword, emitting a faint fierce aura. On the cloud-shrouded peak, there was a faint sound of rushing wind breaking through.

Here, it is just a place where first-class forces are located, but on this mountain top, it is full of dense figures. The aura on these figures is impressively all holy-level powerhouses. Looking around, there are at least four As many as five hundred!

"Hey, isn't this the Heavenly Sword Saint? Why are you here too!"

"Haha, Jian Bujing, you came here because your younger brother Jian Bugui died in that kid's hands, right?"

"It's really lively. I didn't expect there to be so many familiar faces."

"..."

On the platform on the top of the mountain, the voice of whispering continued to resound, and some of the powerful names who were talking here had a good reputation in the Ten Thousand Races Continent!

There are even quite a few strong men who have done earth-shattering things.

However, for some reason at this time, these powerful men with great reputations all gathered together.

"Om..."

At a certain moment, above the sky, the clouds and mist surged, and a strange wave waved away faintly.

Under this kind of fluctuation, the real essence, which was disturbed by so many saint-level powerhouses, gradually calmed down.

At this moment, these powerful men with great reputations actually began to quiet down, and the noise between the heaven and the earth suddenly fell silent.

And in the awe-filled eyes, the clouds and mist above the sky turned into a slightly old face.

With the appearance of this face, an aura that dominates the world spreads in the space. Under this aura, the true essence between the heaven and the earth suddenly fell silent, as if even the true essence of the heaven and earth was for it. Surrender.

Those saint-level powerhouses with great reputations respectfully lowered their proud heads one by one, none of them showed any disrespect, and there was a hint of awe in their eyes.

On that slightly aged face, the slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in those indifferent eyes, there was a kind of cold light flashing across the body, but any strong man who accidentally saw that certain light , Suddenly cold sweat poured out, and quickly turned away his eyes, not daring to look directly.

"It's all ready."

The huge face formed by the cloud and mist opened his mouth lightly, and a majestic voice suddenly resounded.

Following his words, everyone on the top of the mountain couldn't help standing upright. In the middle, a saint-level powerhouse hesitated for a while, and then replied respectfully: "My lord, I'm ready. Ready to go anytime."

"You are all people who have a grudge against that guy. Originally, I didn't want to intervene in this matter. However, for the sake of belonging to the same race, I also agreed to the request of a few old friends and came to send you into the Wan clan. Clan battlefield."

The indifferent eyes of that face scanned the figure on the top of the mountain, and said lightly.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Hearing this, many saint-level powerhouses replied respectfully.

"Boom!"

As everyone's respectful voices fell, the real essence in this piece of heaven and earth suddenly boiled, and the sky trembled as if it was being torn by a pair of invisible giant hands.

And amidst the terrified gazes, violent ripples suddenly appeared in the space above the sky, and a pitch-black crack in space, like a giant mouth that could swallow everything, suddenly emerged.

"I hope you can get what you want. That's all the old man can help you with."

The crack expanded more and more, and in the end, it turned out to be a huge gate as high as ten feet, standing between the sky and the earth.

Seeing this, those strong men saluted respectfully to that face in the sky, and then their bodies moved, turning into streaks of streamer, quickly darting towards that crack, and disappearing.

"Boy, if you dare to kill my great-grandson, the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield will be your burial place!"

When the last figure on the top of the mountain disappeared, that old face also appeared extremely illusory. There was a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes, and finally, with the majestic wind blowing, that cloudy face was completely shattered. Dissipate away.

At the same time, in many places in the Ten Thousand Clans Continent, the most powerful people who are rarely seen on weekdays shot out one after another, tearing up the space, and sending batches of saint-level powerhouses into the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield.

The Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is about to usher in an unprecedented turmoil!

And the source of all this, Qin Yichen, as if he didn't know it yet, was still in the city where the Yunling clan was stationed in the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield.

Even though he knew that Qin Yichen's staying here would bring a crisis to his own race, Ling Lao never said anything about Qin Yichen, but in secret, he also quietly eliminated countless spies, and kept inquiring about the people in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. Condition.

Finally, on a certain day, the breath of a group of saint-level powerhouses entered the range of the Yunling clan's residence.

These auras are extremely tyrannical, and their speed is astonishingly fast, and their destination is directly at the city where the Yunling clan is located.

Following the news of the spies, it took only half an hour for more than ten figures exuding a powerful aura to appear in the sky above Yunling City.

Feeling this kind of movement, many respected powerhouses in Yunling City all looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know why the saint-level powerhouses, which were rarely seen on weekdays, suddenly appeared here, and there were still so many of them !

"Yunling, hand over Qin Yichen!"

While many strong men in Yunling City were in shock, a loud shout, like thunder, suddenly resounded in the sky above the city.

With the fall of this voice, the auras of more than a dozen saint-level powerhouses waved away, and a terrible sense of oppression pressed away towards Yunling Town with a tyrannical posture.

This oppressive power has not yet subsided, and many respected and powerful men in the city feel that their breathing is stagnant, and even the flow of true essence in their bodies has slowed down.

Once this kind of coercion is suppressed, it will definitely be a terrible thing for the powerhouses in Yunling City. The breath oppression of more than ten saint-level powerhouses, even if the saint power is not used, is far from being a respectable one. What the strong can resist.

Even if this kind of oppressive power cannot directly shock them to death, it is enough to leave an inescapable shadow in their hearts.

However, just when that oppressive force was about to cover the entire Yunling City, a powerful aura surged out from the center of the city, directly destroying this terrible oppressive force. At the same time, A slightly angry cold snort suddenly resounded.

"Where are you juniors, Yunling City is your presumptuous place!"