In the eyes of Lan Ya and other strong men, there is no doubt that Yun Ling is the only one here who has the strength to kill a saint-level strong man!

What puzzles them is that Yun Ling, who can represent the Yun Ling clan and is stationed in the war zone of all races, is definitely not a stupid person.

Now, the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is destined to be unstable. Helping Qin Yichen at this time, but going against the Ten Thousand Races, such an irrational thing, how could such an irrational thing be done by a smooth person like Yun Ling?

Moreover, they had not felt the aura of Yun Ling fighting against a saint-level powerhouse before. Obviously, this person was unlikely to be Yun Ling.

However, if the strong man who killed that saint-level being was not Yun Ling, who would it be?

Is it possible that there is infighting between them?

"Master Lan Ya, could it be that little devil who did this?"

As if he also saw Lan Ya's doubts, behind him, a saint-level strongman whispered.

After hearing this, many saint-level experts couldn't help but narrow their eyes slightly.

"Impossible, no matter how evil he is, he can't kill a saint-level powerhouse."

Lanya, on the other hand, categorically denied it without any hesitation.

"That guy is from a god-level race. Maybe he has some trump card that can compete with a saint-level powerhouse."

"Yes, in the Silent Zelin, he entered the aftermath of magical powers, but came out safely!"

However, there are still many cautious people among this group of saint-level experts, and they are also making guesses.

This kind of speculation made the faces of many powerful men become slightly solemn.

If it were an ordinary race, even if it were a monster from a top race, they would definitely sneer at the news that they could kill a saint-level existence with the help of their superior strength.

However, the people they mentioned were people from a god-level race.

It’s not impossible that this guy has some amazing and unexpected trump cards!

Listening to the suspicions, Lan Ya wanted to stop, but then he thought about why those guys didn't go after Qin Yichen when they had clearly been in contact with him.

This point may have a lot to do with their speculation...

Originally, they were not under any pressure to enter the war zone of thousands of tribes to hunt down Qin Yichen.

After all, in their hearts, no matter how powerful a powerful person is, they cannot compete with the Holy Power. Even Qin Yichen is just a stronger ant in their eyes.

If the latter did not have the strength to kill a saint-level powerhouse, they would only rush to hunt down Qin Yichen. However, now a saint-level headless corpse is in front of them, thinking about that person in the Silent Zelin.

Such a horrific killing caused many saint-level experts to shudder. A bone-chilling chill could not help but rise from the bottom of their hearts.

"Why, are you afraid?"

While the expressions of many saint-level powerhouses changed slightly, Lan Ya glanced at them and snorted coldly.

"If you are scared, leave as soon as possible and don't follow us, so as not to get in the way!"

Behind Lan Ya, a middle-aged man also snorted coldly.

Under their words, the expressions of many saint-level powerhouses changed somewhat.

They were just traveling together, not Lanya's subordinates. Moreover, they had a good reputation in the Ten Thousand Races Continent. Naturally, they felt dissatisfied when they were scolded like this.

If it weren't for Lan Ya's strength and background, someone might have spoken out to fight back.

"If this saint-level strong man was killed by that little beast, he would definitely be injured. Follow me!"

As if feeling some dissatisfied looks, Lan Ya frowned slightly, glanced at Yunling City, and shouted.

After finishing his words, his aura filled the air, and then he moved and chased Qin Yichen in the direction he left.

When the other saint-level experts saw this, they followed closely, and no one left because of this.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Rays of rainbow light flew past the sky with the harsh sound of breaking wind.

The faces of the strong men in the entire Yunling City were a little pale, and their eyes were full of fear. Only after the figures of these saint-level strong men completely disappeared from the sky did they relax.

tone.

Before they could recover, the sound of breaking wind sounded again from a distant place, and powerful aura fluctuations also appeared in the sky.

"It seems we can't stay here for long. Let's all go back to our clan."

Looking at the figure shooting towards the sky in the distance, Mr. Ling couldn't help but sigh.

…

At this time, Qin Yichen was already thousands of miles away.

After leaving Yunling City, Qin Yichen did not stop, but continued to fly.

He knew that even if he temporarily frightened those saint-level powerhouses, they would definitely continue to hunt him down once they came to their senses. Furthermore, those who wanted his life were definitely not the dozen or so saint-level powerhouses.

Under this kind of all-out flying, the consumption for Qin Yichen is not small. However, fortunately, he has been prepared. During these days in Yunling City, in addition to normal training, he has been refining non-stop.

Pills for emergencies.

In order to avoid being trapped in a tight siege, he could only rush on his way regardless of consumption.

Although his whereabouts were exposed, Qin Yichen was not too worried.

After all, although the Ten Thousand Races War Zone is not as vast as the Ten Thousand Races Continent, it is not an easy task to turn this place upside down and find him.

…

"You bastard, why did his aura disappear when it came here?"

Very far away, Lanya and his group suddenly stopped on a plain full of ancient atmosphere, their expressions unusually gloomy.

Lan Ya, who originally chased after feeling a lingering aura fluctuation, discovered that Qin Yichen's aura had completely disappeared as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

"Search, he must not have run far yet!"

Lan Ya glanced around and shouted in a deep voice.

Looking at the vast land, even a saint-level expert couldn't help but frown.

The war zone of all races is so vast, how difficult is it to find someone in it?

"Haha, if you want to find him like you, how many years and months will it take?"

But when many saint-level experts were preparing to search everywhere, a burst of laughter suddenly resounded.

"who?!"

Lan Ya frowned and shouted.

As his shout fell, a figure slowly appeared in the air, and a laughter spread quietly: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I can give you the information you want.

That’s all.”

"The information we want? Huh, do you have any clever ideas?"
Chapter completed!