These martial artists, whose accomplishments are probably on the second or third floor of Tianxuan realm, may not be weak in the outside world, but in Ye Chen's eyes, they are undoubtedly a group of mole ants.

"Boy, hand over the Yuan Yu!"

A warrior pulled out his long knife and said ferociously.

Other warriors also draw weapons and are murderous.

"Do you want to kill for treasure?"

Ye Chen wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect to be robbed as soon as he stepped into the Qinglai area.

It seems that when I was just at the entrance, there were too many natural and local treasures exposed, which made me desperate.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over Yuan Yu!"

The swordsman shouted, with fear in his voice.

Out of the intuition of the martial artist in Tianxuan realm, he can also feel that ye Chen's combat effectiveness is not as simple as it seems.

Moreover, it doesn't look like an ordinary person to have so many natural treasures.

However, wealth and wealth insurance.

Ye Chen holds too many yuan jade, and they are all top-grade, enough to make people take risks.

Ye Chen also knew that these warriors were all people who licked blood on the edge of the knife. They must have killed and looted outside. They committed all kinds of crimes. They really couldn't live any longer. Only then did they escape to Qinglai domain. They still didn't change their minds and wanted to kill and loot.

"Death!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold and waved his hand. The energy of the Iron Throne rushed out, and a dark and cold cold awn rushed out of his hands, turned into a black tide of steel, and swept away towards the surrounding warriors.

"Iron throne!? are you..."

All the martial artists in the audience were shocked and terrified when they saw the energy breath of Ye Chen.

In the supreme world, everyone knows that the Iron Throne is Ye Chen's magic weapon.

Ye Chen used the iron throne, and his identity was already clear.

Swept by the black tide of steel, the bodies of the seven or eight martial artists were rapidly ironed and wanted to become statues.

The body of the swordsman had been completely ironed, leaving only one head and dying. He shouted, "Lord of reincarnation, spare your life, spare your life! We are your believers!"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, ye Chen was surprised and stopped the movement in his hand to stop the spread of the black tide of steel.

Those martial artists, whose bodies have become steel statues, only their heads can move, and everyone is full of fear and shock.

"Are you my believers?" Ye Chen asked.

The crowd hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes, we are all believers in reincarnation."

"Reincarnation dominates all ages, dominates all ages, and is invincible."

"The Lord of reincarnation is brilliant, the future king of gods and the Lord of gods. We are willing to follow him to the death."

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing when listening to these many praising and flattering words.

The swordsman trembled and said, "Lord Ye, you are new to Qinglai area? Please let us go. Our black dragon gang has been entrenched in Qinglai area for many years, and can work for you."

Hearing the words, ye Chen's heart moved.

He is indeed