Feeling the large number of saint-level experts slowly chasing him from behind, Qin Yichen also had a cold look in his eyes.

These saint-level experts were fully capable of intercepting him, but they did not do so. The reason for this was not only because they did not want to stand out, but also because they felt a perverted sense of pleasure.

A genius from a god-level race, a disciple of the most powerful person, a person with a great reputation in the continent of all races, was forced into such an embarrassing situation by them.

This feeling of pleasure made many saint-level powerhouses feel a little distorted.

"Since you want to play, then I will play with you..."

Qin Yichen swallowed a few pills casually, with a sneer on his lips. Immediately, his body moved and his direction suddenly changed.

"Humph, it's a pointless struggle!"

"You are quite strong, but it depends on how long you can persist."

Regarding Qin Yichen's actions, many saint-level experts in the rear sneered and followed Qin Yichen unhurriedly. The overwhelming terrifying attacks never stopped.

In this pursuit, everything Qin Yichen passed was turned into a mess.

"Hey, this guy's direction..."

"No, that's the direction where our tribe is stationed!"

Not long after, a slightly smaller city appeared at the end of the earth.

And Qin Yichen's goal seems to be that city!

"Boom! Boom!"

In just a moment, as Qin Yichen flew past, the overwhelming attack directly razed the city to the ground!

The original city has completely disappeared, leaving a mess on the ground, with corpses strewn everywhere and lifeless!

Regarding these, Qin Yichen's eyes were still full of indifference. Then, looking at the saint-level strongman who was left blankly above the ruins, Qin Yichen sneered. After some sensing, the direction changed again. No one was there.

I saw that the sneer on his face became a little more intense.

"Ah! Damn junior, isn't this direction going to my clan's headquarters?!"

"Oops! This little beast is causing trouble on purpose!"

Following this pursuit, many saint-level experts also noticed that something was wrong.

In just a few hours, at least four or five cities were destroyed by their terrifying attacks!

In their opinion, Qin Yichen, who should have been exhausted long ago, showed no sign of exhaustion yet.

"Let the clansmen leave the city quickly, that little beast is coming!"

"Let them all go back to the Continent of Ten Thousand Races!"

After reacting, whenever they noticed Qin Yichen's change of direction, some saint-level experts hurriedly communicated with their tribesmen.

However, even if they warned them in time, there were still countless saint-level geniuses who were unable to escape and died miserably in the aftermath of the offensive of hundreds of saint-level experts.

"the twelfth!"

Qin Yichen's face was filled with a cold chill, and he looked at a city in his sight, his eyes filled with indifference.

…

The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races is an excellent place to experience and train powerful people at the senior level.

I don’t know how many saint-level experts have been tempered here. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the cradle of saint-level experts in the battle field of all races.

Moreover, although the real masters here are the saint-level powerhouses, it is rare for the saint-level powerhouses to massacre the nobles.

After all, if anyone does this, it will definitely arouse the anger of all races, and no one will be able to bear the terrible consequences.

However, today, a huge catastrophe has come to the war zone of all races.

The number of hundreds of saint-level powerhouses is still growing, chasing a junior who is not at the peak of the senior level!

Along the way, various ferocious attacks never stopped.

Everything he passed was destroyed by the overwhelming and terrifying offensive.

"Damn it, isn't this direction where the Jin Yan clan's Jin Yancheng is stationed?!"

"Thousands of juniors from our clan died tragically just now, no matter whose station they are in!"

"If Jinyan City is destroyed, I'm afraid we will all be in a lot of trouble..."

"Hmph, it's not just you and me. Can the Jin Yan clan know who did these hundreds of saint-level powerhouses?"

"I've long seen that something is wrong with the Jin Yan clan, so this is a good opportunity!"

With Qin Yichen's sudden shooting, Jin Yancheng gradually appeared at the end of his sight.

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations coming from here, Jin Xianxuan's figure also appeared in the sky above Jinyan City.

"Run away!"

Looking at the overwhelming attack flying in the sky in the distance, Jin Xianxuan's expression changed drastically, and a horrified scream also resounded.

The pursuit of hundreds of saint-level powerhouses and countless terrifying offensives. Even in the aftermath, Jin Xianxuan did not think that he and Jin Yancheng could withstand it!

"Jin Yancheng..."

Qin Yichen's face was filled with a cold look, and immediately, his figure quickly flew past Jinyan City.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Perhaps, there are still many saint-level experts who have some grudges against the Jinyan clan. In the dark, there are even many powerful attacks directed at Jinyan City.

As Qin Yichen passed by, the tyrannical storm of true energy raged. Under this storm, the indestructible Jinyan City was as fragile as paper. However, in just a few breaths, the Jinyan City, like a giant beast, was directly destroyed.

It was reduced to ruins.

In the distance, dozens of powerful men who had escaped were looking at the messy city with horrified expressions on their faces. If it hadn't been for Jin Xianxuan's reminder, I'm afraid they would have died in it.

In front of them, Jin Xiandui's face was ashen. Even though he tried his best to save his life, he could only bring out dozens of senior juniors and most of the disciples of the Jinyan clan, and they were buried together with Jinyan City!

In just half a day, Qin Yichen flew across an area of ​​more than ten thousand miles. From the sky, wherever he passed, it looked like a road of death, leaving a huge ravine on the ground.

On this road of death, at least more than twenty cities were razed to the ground, and countless powerful people died in unknown and tragic ways in the aftermath of the terrible storm.

There are more than a hundred saint-level powerhouses, and their number is still expanding. This kind of power is simply not something that any city can resist!

Under this kind of pursuit, the faces of many saint-level experts who were chasing Qin Yichen began to look ugly.

At this time, they just remembered that Qin Yichen not only had armor to defend against the heavens, but he also seemed to be the real founder of the Feile Chamber of Commerce!

There were countless top-quality healing elixirs in his body, and they all felt that they had been consumed a lot. However, that figure seemed to be tireless, still running away alive and well, without any exhaustion!

"Then ahead is the station of the Fire Scorpion Clan!"

"The Fire Scorpion clan will show their teeth and retaliate. If they destroy their city, I'm afraid we will never have peace in the Continent of Ten Thousand Races!"
Chapter completed!