He suddenly exerted force again, and the iron thorn in his hand penetrated Liu Qing's upper jaw, making her unable to make a clear sound anymore.

He could only make a muffled sound and stared at Chen Yuan with red eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Chen Yuan's words were simply treasonous and rebellious.

If word spreads, it will definitely attract the wrath of God!

Wang Defa's eyes narrowed even more, and his heart trembled...

He has never heard such arrogant and rebellious words from a human race!

Let the gods of the Divine Court die?

Damn it, this kid is so tired of living!

He was about to scold him when he suddenly noticed figures approaching from around him. His eyes narrowed, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Haha, what a piece of shit? Overthrow this filthy world? Let the gods of the Divine Court die??"

"Hahahaha, it's so ridiculously stupid!"

"Things like ants dare to talk about shaking the power of heaven?

As everyone knows, in front of the real gods, you are the one who is worse than shit!"

A deep voice came from the woods, and a group of figures in black costumes slowly walked out of the dim woods.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at the strange figures with scales on their necks or tails.

Orcs!

In other words, it is one of the twelve beast-like tribes!

He shouted sternly: "Back off!"

"Haha, it's interesting. It's rare for a clan boy to dare to be so disrespectful to our Wuxiang Sect."

The leading middle-aged man sneered. His neck was covered with scales and his cheeks were intertwined with scarlet lines.

No phase gate?

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank again!

Ever since he woke up, the name of the Wuxiang Sect has already been heard like thunder.

"Captain Mo?"

Wang Defa was relieved when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was none other than Mo Hong, a squad leader from the Wuxiang Sect.

Although he is only a squad leader, he has reached the middle stage of the legal body realm, and his combat power is superior to almost everyone in the field.

"Leave it to me, none of them can escape."

Mo Hong sneered and looked at Chen Yuan again: "Human boy, let me show you the so-called natural principles of our Prime Minister Empire!"

As he spoke, a young man with a tail beside him stepped forward and showed a token to Chen Yuan.

Buzz!

The token instantly glowed with golden light, and a strong sense of oppression suddenly enveloped Chen Yuan and Chen Zhaoning, making them unable to move.

"This..."

Chen Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

"It's a Huangting-level magic weapon!"

Chen Zhaoning exclaimed in a low voice.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly. This so-called Huangting magic weapon should refer to the realm of magic weapons!

But such power made him feel powerless to resist, and a sense of despair instantly seized him.

Mo Hong looked at the pale Chen Yuan and sneered: "Human boy, this is our heavenly law, the divine law given by God!