Chapter 3767 Human Ye Yan, coming to die

Boom!

At this moment, another roar sounded.

Everyone's face froze.

As they felt it, the sky trembled.

Puff!

The next moment, everyone's face froze, and they saw Ye Xiaoxing spitting blood.

There was even a figure slashing towards Ye Xiaoxing.

Buzz!

Facing such a scene, Ye Xiaoxing's eyes were like torches, and his body was full of fighting spirit, holding a spear to fight against it.

At this time, other old-generation cultivators of the human race also took action, and bombarded with Youkou, Mingxuan, Yao Sanjian and others.

But everyone shook their heads.

They could feel the strength of this power.

And under such a bombardment, the old-generation cultivators of the human race also trembled.

They couldn't compete!

"It's over!"

"Ye Xiaoxing, even if you can still hold on, the rest of your human race can't compete."

"Once we kill them, who can stop us?"

"When the time comes, we can kill Ta Chunqiu directly and even smash this mountain." Being here, You Kou sneered.

"You guys!"

Facing this scene, Qiao Jue, Xia Sen and others gritted their teeth.

"Heh!"

"What?"

"Do you still want to stop us?"

"You...are you really not afraid of death?"

Staring at Qiao Jue, Xia Sen and others still standing here, You Kou, Ming Xuan, Yao Sanjian and others' killing intent became even stronger.

"Afraid of death?"

"Who in my human race would be afraid of death?"

"I, Duan Shanming, come here to die!" At this moment, a voice sounded in the distance, and an old man came over with a cane.

"Who is this?"

"Duan Shanming?"

"A former half-step quasi-emperor!"

"He is old, and many people say he is dead, but I didn't expect him to be alive."

"Duan Shanming from the Wind Realm!"

"He is no longer able to fight, right? Now..."

"This... should be coming here to die?" Many cultivators in the Ten Thousand Clans stared and said in surprise.

"Oh?"

"Is there really someone coming to die?"

"Are there others?"

"Why don't we go forward together!"

"Today, let's kill happily!" You Kou, Ming Xuan and others roared.

"Demon Realm, Liu Yue, come to die!"

"I, Wood Realm, Hai Zhe, come to die!"

"I, Thunder Realm, Xuan Yiming, come to die!"

"I..."

At this time, too many old cultivators stood up.

Their vitality and breath were weak.

But, there was a gleam in their eyes.

They were fearless.

Here, hundreds of millions of cultivators in the Ten Thousand Clans stared.

There are countless more human cultivators who have stepped into this place. They are shocked when they see this scene and their own elder cultivators.

"I..."

"Ancient human race, Han Feng is here to die!"

At this time, another voice fell.

An old woman stepped out. She was weak and almost dead. At this time, she stood out with a stern look.

"Ancestor!"

Looking at this figure, Han Shanhai, Han Rong and others were all focused.

"Don't stop me!"

"Since the human race has come to this point, blame us for being incompetent!"

"Today we stand up, not for anything else!"

"Just for the backbone of our human race!"

"Sanhuang Mountain is the holy land of our human race and cannot be defiled!"

"Today, we stand up and use a handful of bones to light the fire of our human race. You... leave quickly!"

At this time, the old woman focused and immediately spoke to Han Shanhai, Han Rong and others.

Not only her, at this moment, other old-generation practitioners also sent messages to the younger generation of the human race, asking them to leave.

Ye Yan also heard the message.

"Yan'er!"

"Uncle..."

"There is no strong power to protect you!"

"Leave this place!"

"This world still needs you, and needs you young people."

"Continue the flame for our human race!"

These words were very short.

But, they were full of determination.

"Uncle!"

At this time, Ye Yan concentrated.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, Xia Ying, Han Shanhai and others gritted their teeth, roared in their hearts, and then looked at everyone, and moved their figures, ready to leave.

They knew...

Next, for the human race, it was a tragedy.

Buzz!

However, when they were about to leave, a roar suddenly resounded here.

Youyun, Ming Baihai, Diao Shijie and others roared with spiritual power, and there were also waves of imperial power, lingering here.

"Human race!"

"It's over!"

Faced with this scene, all the cultivators in the Ten Thousand Races shook their heads.

Even some of the elders in the Ten Thousand Races sighed deeply.

Under such circumstances, the human race no longer had any hope.

"Get started!"

"Kill!"

Boom!

At this moment, You Kou, Ming Xuan and others all roared.

Swish!

And under this, the spiritual power went directly to Ye Xiaoxing, Xia Sen, Qiao Jue and others, and even to Han Feng, Liu Yue, Duan Shanming and others.

"Ancestor!"

"Grandpa!"

At this time, too many people were concentrating, and pain appeared in their eyes.

Xia Hai, Han Shanhai and others clenched their fists.

The human cultivators in the distance were even paler.

Just now, too many elder human cultivators stood up.

They all had their relatives.

They came from the Nine Realms, fearless of death, just to protect the face of the human race and the holy mountain of the human race.

"A million years ago..."

"Is our human race so powerless?"

"Is it so dark?"

"Is the darkness of the past going to cover our human race again?"

"Who can fight for our human race again in this era?" Xia Ying, Han Shanhai and others clenched their fists, but they were helpless.

They are just the young generation after all.

Xia Hai, Gui Wu and others were even more indignant, but they were just teenagers.

What can a teenager do?

Bang!

As they sighed, a roar also resounded here.

"Alas!"

At this moment, they were full of helplessness.

"Is our human race really going to be annihilated in this era? Is it really going to..."

"Hmm?"

"No!"

"This..."

At this time, many people focused their attention, and a look of astonishment appeared in their eyes.

"What's going on?"

"The breath of the ancestors is still there, this..."

Crash!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused and they looked forward.

Even the cultivators of the Ancient Clan, the Nether Clan, the Imperial Palace, etc. were extremely surprised. A trace of astonishment appeared in their eyes, and then they stared at that place.

"Who is it?"

"Who is attacking?"

"Who is coming to die again?"

At this moment, the Youkou roared, and the sound was like thunder.

Swish!

As his words fell, the light in front of him dissipated, and then everything was revealed.

Under their eyes, they also saw the figure clearly.

This is the figure of a young man.

At this moment, it looks very thin, but it is unusually straight!

"Human race, Ye Yan..."

"Come to die!"

A voice suddenly resounded.

Although this voice was not loud, it was very firm.