"You are Zi Chen, the guy who arrogantly shouted yesterday that he wanted to destroy other people's alien races."

Before Zi Chen could speak with undisguised murderous intent, the ninth-level alien spoke first, looking very arrogant.

In the distance, many forces stopped and watched this scene quietly.

The expressions of the aliens among them did not change much, but the human forces shook their heads, and some even couldn't bear to cover their faces with their hands.

They could tell at a glance that the ninth-level alien had not yet entered the list, but he dared to talk to Zi Chen with this attitude. They really didn't understand whether this guy was really stupid or stupid.

It seems that many people couldn't bear to look at the outcome of meeting this guy.

Zi Chen did not speak, but waited for the twenty-four people to arrive.

"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Another indifferent voice sounded, it was the strong man from the Soul-Eating Clan.

Well, if one of you is willing to die, here comes another one.

Zi Chen's eyes swept over the two of them, and then glanced at the hundreds of foreigners below, still speechless.

Twenty-four people came, each with scars and looking miserable.

Zi Chen spoke for the first time, and his words were very cold, as if the temperature in the air had suddenly dropped a lot.

"Is it them?"

"It's them. These guys robbed us of our harvest without saying anything as soon as they came up, and then they wanted to kill us all. They were the ones who did it, and they were the leaders. Even if they turned into ashes, I can still recognize them. "

A seriously injured soldier came out, pointed at these people and said angrily.

"Very good." Zi Chen nodded, his cold voice resounding throughout the world.
Chapter completed!