Global Treasure Chest: Start With The Supreme Breathing Technique

The various races still ran rampant, and the human race was still being insulted at will!

Just as people thought Ye Chen was about to step down from the stage.

Ye Chen spoke again.

”When Longguo’s War God, Xiao Potian, died, I was also there... Although he is no longer here, his beliefs will always exist in this cruel world...”

”That is, to establish the human race, to have a firm determination for the heavens and the earth, to carry on the will of the saints, and to bring peace to all generations!”

”I, Ye Chen, swear here! In this life, I will not be a War God, but a God of Slaughter, terrifying the various races, and causing the destruction of the realms!”

”Anyone who offends the human race, no matter how far, will be killed!”

The words filled with killing intent were powerful and resounded continuously in the square.

It stirred up a mighty storm, directly hitting the hearts of the people.

Kill, kill, kill!

Under the influence of Ye Chen’s words filled with killing intent, many people began to shout along, like echoes.

Anyone who offends the human race, no matter how far, will be killed!

Now, the high-level members of the alliance were in chaos, and the descendants of the Martial Kings remained silent, afraid to speak out. Only a few Martial Masters were closing themselves off to recover from their injuries.

At this moment, what was lacking in people’s hearts?

They lacked hope, they lacked the fearless spirit of the human race’s saints, they lacked true human heroes standing up!

There was no comforting speech that could stir up the blood in their hearts.

They had been suppressed for too long!

Blood debts can only be repaid with blood!

All over the country.

Countless young people and even children, just like Ye Chen, stood up, standing tall like spears.

Their eyes were terrifying, filled with killing intent.

In the Magic City Martial Academy.

The old men who had fallen to the ground, one by one, got up from the ground.

Looking at the figure in white standing in front of the hero’s monument, drenched in rain, like a God of Slaughter.

Tears welled up in their eyes.

They didn’t know how many years they had lived in a daze.

How much they longed for someone to rise up to the various realms again and completely annihilate the enemies who dared to invade.

Facing the various realms and races, they shouted with a resounding voice.

Anyone who offends the human race, no matter how far, will be killed!