"Rumble …"
Another explosion came from the spatial rift, and then a monstrous demonic energy swept out from the rift.
At the next moment!
Countless red men leaped out. The ferocious aura that emanated from their bodies seemed to materialize, causing the space to faintly freeze.
The Indian saint, Harris, looked at the figure that suddenly appeared. His gaze landed on the dozen or so people leading the group, and his pupils constricted violently.
Another twenty Sage-to-be experts!
"Bang … …"
As the large group of people landed, an old man in a red robe with a sinister expression returned to Ye Chen on one knee. He said respectfully, "The master of the Kunlun Ruins Devil Sect, Ying Feng, greets the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
"Greetings, master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
The large group of people returned on one knee. Their shouts shook the sky, and the monstrous murderous aura that erupted from their bodies caused the expressions of countless people to change.
The Olympus envoy, Hermes's expression remained unchanged, "Even with all of you, it's still not enough!"
"Hehe!"
A sinister laughter suddenly exploded in the world, like the roar of a ferocious ghost, "And the Ghoul Sect!"
Then, a dense group of black human heads walked out of the crack in the void. The one leading them was a skinny, gloomy old man.
"The master of the Kunlun Ruins Ghoul Sect, Ba Liming, brings the disciples of the Ghoul Sect to greet the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
The skinny old man chuckled at Ye Chen.
"Amitabha …"
"The master of the Buddhist Sect, Monk Lotus Zen, greets the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
"The master of the Star Sect, Xing Yuanzi, greets the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
"The master of the Spirit Talisman Sect, Yuan Fu Zi, greets the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
"The disciple of the Purple Cap Mountain, Zi Zhuier, greets the master of the Kunlun Ruins!"
"The Treasure Pavilion of the Kunlun Ruins …"
"The Fire Sect of the Kunlun Ruins …"
"The Wuling Sect of the Kunlun Ruins …"
"…"
In just a few dozen breaths, countless figures rushed out from the spatial rift one after another. Powerful auras completely pierced through the world.
On the other hand, the number of quasi-saint powerhouses on the Chinese side increased exponentially. In the end, there were more than 320 of them.
Dead silence, the world was as silent as death!
At that moment, everyone's eyes widened as they stared blankly at the many powerhouses who had suddenly arrived. Their gazes finally landed on Ye Chen.
Two hundred Quasi-Saints!
China suddenly had two hundred more Quasi-Sages!
Meanwhile, they were all moving because of Ye Chen!
It was because Ye Chen was the master of Kunlun Ruins!
The Western cultivators were silent. Their eyes were twitching and trembling!
Before this, they had taken advantage of the fact that they had the advantage of numbers and treated Ye Chen like they were looking at four people. It was like a cat playing with a mouse.
However, the situation was reversed in an instant!
Ye Chen had summoned 200 quasi-saints out of thin air!
As a result, the Chinese side had more than 320 Demi-Saints, while the western side had 360!
Even though there was a huge disparity in the number of experts on both sides, they still couldn't accept it.
Right at this moment, a beast king from the west sneered. "So what if your battle prowess is vaguely on par with ours? Don't forget, we still have the Oracle Hermes on our side! "
As soon as he said that, many of the Western experts reacted and looked at Hermes.
Among all the Western experts present, Hermes's battle prowess could be said to be the strongest.
This was because he was one of the 12 Gods on Mount Olympus. His battle prowess was above that of a saint, and the gap between a saint and a Quasi-Saint was insurmountable.
Hearing that, the expressions of many of the Chinese experts who were excited about the increase in the number of powerhouses on their side changed.
That was right!
The other party had the Oracle Hermes with them!
This was not something a Quasi-Saint could compare to!
"You're just a saint in the mouth of the western barbarians. Do you think you're worthy of being called the Oracle?"
An elderly voice rang out from the void. This voice was mixed with a monstrous battle intent!
As a purple aura pierced through the sky, it brought with it a boundless pressure that covered the sky and covered the earth as it swept over.
Under everyone's gazes, they saw an extremely sturdy green ox with muscles all over its body coming over on a cloud.
On its back was a boy dressed in white. He was only 12 or 13 years old, and he had a head of white hair.
He sat there like a god, refining and opening up on his own. Strange phenomena appeared frequently.
It was the patriarch of Purple Cap Mountain, Zi Qingcang, the first saint since the spiritual energy recovery of the Kunlun Ruins!
"Saint, it's a saint!"
"There's actually a saint in China!"
Countless Chinese powerhouses revealed expressions of disbelief. Their eyes were filled with indescribable excitement, and some even cried tears of joy.
At that moment, the expression of the Beast King from the Western camp changed abruptly.
On the other hand, Hermes's expression gradually turned grim, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Master, I've finally completed your mission. It's not too late, right?"
After the green ox landed, it wagged its tail and walked to Ye Chen's side. It seemed to be trying to please him.
"Well done. I'll reward you generously after this!" Ye Chen nodded lightly, seemingly satisfied.
As soon as Zi Qingcang appeared, his eyes locked onto Hermes, "Fellow Ye, leave this person to me!"
"Alright!"
Ye Chen nodded lightly. Subsequently, he looked at the Western camp slowly coldly. A smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "This is the gift that I've prepared for you guys. Are you satisfied?"
The Western camp fell silent. Then, the Japanese Yin Yang Master, the Heavenly Yin Master, roared!
"Everyone, we still have the upper hand. Let's end the battle as soon as possible. No matter what, we must kill them today!
"Kill!"
With that, his body expanded, and his clothes were torn apart. The dozen or so blood-colored eyes on his chest were instantly exposed.
The dozen or so eyes were the size of an ox's, and they were filled with endless resentment and gloom. It was as if one would be scared out of their wits just by looking at them.
"Kill!"
Saint Harris of India roared into the sky. Then, his body swayed, and he immediately transformed into a golden lion that was 30 meters tall with sharp fangs!
"Kill, kill, kill! Kill all the Chinese dogs!"
At that moment, all the western powerhouses were filled with killing intent.
"Boom …"
The aura on Ye Chen's body skyrocketed. His Divine Consciousness covered heaven and earth as he shouted, "Where are the Chinese men now?!"
Boom, boom, boom …
At the next moment, countless Chinese powerhouses took a step forward and their voices shook the sky, "The Chinese men will never admit defeat!"
"Everyone, follow me. Today, we'll kill all these pieces of trash, raise the dignity of our country, and restore the glory of our country!"
Ye Chen put down his daughter and roared into the sky. He charged at the Japanese Yin Yang Master, the Heavenly Yin Master, and the rest directly.
Today, he was going to kill until the world trembled!
"Fight!"
Behind him, a Chinese quasi-saint laughed out loud and leaped out, "Killing one today is worth it. Killing two is considered a win!"
"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. When have the disciples of Sanxiang ever been afraid of battle? When have I ever been afraid of death? "
Another Chinese powerhouse did not hesitate. His vital energy and blood erupted from his body, suppressing the entire place!
"Kill, kill, kill!"
After them, the roars of many Chinese powerhouses shook the sky. At the same time, they soared into the sky and charged at the opponents they had chosen beforehand.
An earth-shattering battle erupted!
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