There was no surprise. Faced with Ye Chen's final attack, Qilin did not resist at all. He just glanced at the battlefield for the last time, with regret and reluctance in his eyes.

If possible, he naturally hopes to go back in person to protect his sister, but it is a pity that he will not make it to the end after all!

Although I don't know if Ye Chen can make it to the end, and even if he really becomes the Son of God, whether he will fulfill his promise, but after all, there is a hope.

Even if this hope is futile, he has to believe it!

Even if the fight continues, he will undoubtedly die. At most, the opponent will suffer some injuries, which will not change the final result.

With such a tone, it is better to give up directly and exchange for a promise from the other party!

After all, in his opinion, Ye Chen still has a good chance of succeeding.

The Thousand-Zhang Spiritual Sea has never been heard of even in the Ancient God Continent, where all the races in the heavens gather together. It has always been regarded as a legend. Unexpectedly, today, it was seen with my own eyes!

Perhaps, in other aspects of the competition, he might not lose!

It's just a pity that he chose to compete in spiritual energy consumption.

As for the result? Naturally, it was a complete failure.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the opponent's physical body still has an advantage even when facing him. You must know that this is a human body. Being able to do this is, to be honest, even more shocking than the Qianzhang Linghai!

The opponent is destined to have a terrifying bloodline, and he has a spiritual eye. If he guessed correctly, it contains the energy of yin and yang, and it should be the legendary yin and yang eye that is unique in all.

This is a terrifying spiritual eye that can grow into the Eye of Reincarnation.

Therefore, he felt that Ye Chen could make it to the end.

As for myself? Perhaps death is the best relief!

He smiled bitterly, and felt a sharp pain in his body. Then his consciousness began to blur. He knew that this was death!

Bang!

In the end, the man's vitality completely dissipated, revealing his true form, majestic and huge. Even though he was dead, he still carried a sense of dignity and domineering.

The source slowly condensed out. Ye Chen did not step forward immediately. He just looked at the huge corpse in front of him and couldn't help but sigh!

Once upon a time, Qilin has always been a myth.

But he didn't expect that one day, he would be killed by himself.

Dragons, golden rocs, and other mythical creatures that only exist in legends are constantly appearing. They are very similar to Chinese records. Is there any connection between this?

He doesn't know and can't delve into it. Now he is far from qualified to think so much!

Staring at Qilin, Ye Chen put away his origins and hesitated a little when facing the huge Qilin body.

In the end, it was put into the storage ring together with the source.

After doing this, Ye Chen glanced at the arena with only a dozen seats left in the battlefield, and his expression became more solemn.

After today, perhaps the real top ten will be born, and this will also mean that this long and cruel battle is about to end.

Who will be the winner, and who will become the Son of God in the end?

No one knows it, everyone is fighting for it, both the living and the dead.

Stepping forward slowly, he soon returned to a familiar place, where a lonely tomb stood quietly, and there was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Time passed slowly, and on the outer islands, countless gods and clans stared intently at the huge spiritual screen in front of them. Arenas appeared in it, some were still fighting, and some had already left.

"The top ten, we have finally waited for this day!"

Even Chen Zhan couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, the top ten are only theoretical, and the real number will definitely be biased.

Judging from the current situation, after the battle, there should be twelve people left on the battlefield.

Chen Zhan didn't care about this.

The existence of the Jieyuan Pill can indeed greatly increase the probability of resurrection, but it can also fail.

No matter what the outcome is, only nine people will become divine generals in the end. This is an unchangeable fact.

Chen Zhan's eyes fell on the spiritual curtain, looking at the figures one after another, his eyes became more solemn.

Although these people were only in the spirit refining realm, even he still felt heart palpitations and their combat power was terrifying beyond imagination.

If they were to fight in the same realm, Chen Zhan would definitely die!

It can even be said that at the same level, he is not qualified to fight at all.

This is the true genius created by gathering the origins of all races. It is not an exaggeration to even call him a monster.

Time passed slowly, and with the end of the last battle, Chen Zhan also looked away, then looked at the countless tribesmen, and said in a deep voice: "The battle is over, the top ten are born, and they are ready to distribute the World Origin Pill!"

"Yes, sir!" Countless people responded, with madman expressions on their faces. Looking at the figures, their expressions became more and more excited.

After countless dangers, the god-making plan will finally succeed in their hands.

For anyone in the Celestial Clan, this is an honor, the supreme honor. How could you not be excited?

Looking at everyone's expressions, Chen Zhan nodded. Even he was in a state of excitement.

After thousands of years of planning and gathering of all races, this time, they finally succeeded.

The top ten have been born, and what remains is the final battle.

In the final battle, they will open the battlefield and witness the birth of the Son of God.

Of course, there is also another reason, which is to ensure that no accidents occur.

After all, after planning for so long and spending so much money, they don’t want the final battle to end with both sides dying. In this case, the god-making plan becomes a joke!

There are currently twelve people, each from their own race!

The human race is Ye Chen. In addition, there are the True Dragon Clan, the Fairy Clan, the Blood Clan, the Suzaku Clan, the Desolate Demon Clan, the Tianhai Clan, the Ancient Clan, the Zhan Clan, the Netherworld Clan, the Shura Clan, and the Divine Ape Clan.

Some of the twelve races are from the overlord race, and some are just ordinary bloodlines.

No matter who it is, it is possible to reach the end!

As for who it is in the end, the answer will be known soon!

Glancing at the spiritual screen again, Chen Zhan nodded and looked at the ancient divine bead in his hand, his expression becoming more and more excited.

At this moment, there was still deathly silence between heaven and earth, but he could already feel the faint spiritual energy, so it was only a matter of time before he was far away from him at this moment.

When we return to the Ancient God Clan, this time the god-making plan will be truly complete!

Nodding, Chen Zhan stopped talking. As for the others, they began to take action.

At this moment, Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and practicing, noticed the fluctuations in the space, and slowly opened his eyes, looking at the milky white pill suspended in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"Jieyuan Pill?" Ye Chen whispered.

He had already learned about the function of Jie Yuan Dan from Leng Feng's mouth before.

"Can the top ten or so have a chance to be resurrected?"

In other words, even if they die, they may be resurrected again without any worries?

Ye Chen pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head.

The emergence of Jie Yuan Dan is indeed a way out for them, but no one is still willing to fail.

First, resurrection is not guaranteed to be successful. Second, even if successful, their origins will be damaged and they will lose their previous heritage. Third, what will happen after resurrection?

The true Son of God has been born, so where should the remaining resurrected people go?

Ye Chen didn't know, but he could guess that no one would choose failure compared to becoming the Son of God.

"The battlefield is cruel, and our Celestial Clan is not without love for talents. This is the Boundary Source Pill. If you die in battle, you will have a chance to be resurrected. Everyone, come on!"

A familiar voice sounded on the battlefield, it was Leng Feng.

At this moment, everyone is staring at the Jie Yuan Dan in front of them, their eyes are complicated, excited, relieved, or something else?

No matter what, at least they still have a chance to resurrect, which can be regarded as a fallback path, and no one is willing to accept it.

"Haha, Jie Yuan Pill? It's a good thing!" A man in purple and gold armor looked at the milky white pill in his hand and chuckled, and then swallowed it without hesitation.

Others, too.

As for Ye Chen, he was a little hesitant. After all, he had already taken one before. Now, if he takes it again, he doesn't know what the effect will be.

Is the chance of resurrection greater? Or is there no change?

Shake your head and stop thinking about it. No matter what, at least there is no harm!

Then, Ye Chen looked at the Jie Yuan Dan, swallowed it in one gulp, and started practicing again.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye it was the next day.

As the morning light fell slightly, there was a thunderous sound between the sky and the earth, the earth trembled, and the entire battlefield was shaking.

Grand arenas slowly appeared one after another, and mysterious runes continued to rotate, mysterious and mysterious.

Compared to the previous ones, this time the arenas are much grander. Each one is at least about a thousand feet tall. They are all black and shimmering with a cold metallic sheen. Even before you step onto the arena, you can feel the solidity and immortality of the arenas.

"Six!" Ye Chen muttered to himself as he looked at the six grand arenas in front of him!

In other words, after this battle is over, there will only be six people left alive on the battlefield.

Boom!
To be continued...