After a moment of sensing, Ye Xinghe frowned slightly.

There are traces of battle left almost everywhere in this vast mountain range.

In one of them, Ye Xinghe also noticed a rich space fluctuation.

"Sure enough, there is a strong man in the airspace realm who took action!"

Xuan Nan nodded, his face a little dull.

"The gods are powerful, and the people of our human race may have been killed."

Ye Xinghe shook his head and looked in one direction.

"There should be survivors!"

He felt the fluctuations of the battle at that position.

It’s just that the distance is too far, so the fluctuations are not too strong.

Without further ado! The two of them flew towards that place immediately.

Sure enough, after a moment, the battle fluctuations became clearer.

Cliff edge.

A human race in the half-step airspace is about to use his last trump card.

Of course, this trump card will also kill him.

Beside him, except for the gods warriors, there were only dozens of dying human survivors.

"Let's wait!"

Ye Xinghe shouted coldly, stopping the strong man's desperate actions.

The people of the gods were also attracted by the sound above and stopped the slaughter in their hands.

Space tearing.

A strong man shrouded in holy light walked out of it and looked at Ye Xinghe coldly.

"The remnants of the human race, how dare you come to help!"

Ye Xinghe knew that the person in front of him was probably the God King in the middle stage of the airspace! "Master Xuan, leave this person to me, you go and save the tribe members below!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xinghe had already flew forward.

"The true body of the Demon Lord!"
Chapter completed!