Thunder Martial

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Time stands still without warning.

There are too many times today where time freezes, and everyone is a little tired, but this time freeze is undoubtedly the most shocking.

Because this time is still, it is only aimed at the two great demons.

"how so."

"What's going on here."

Below, everyone had strange expressions on their faces. They touched their own faces, touched the faces of others next to them, stretched out their hands to beat them, and could feel pain, which showed that everything was real and their actions were not hindered.

However, the two great Demon Lords in the air did not move at all after releasing their aura to the extreme, and even the powerful suffocating aura on their bodies stopped rioting.

The boy still stood in the air, bowed his body, and his expression became more humble.

Just when everyone thought that the stillness of time would last forever, they felt that the world began to tremble. This was the beginning of resistance from the two Demon Lords, but they resisted as if they were fighting against the whole world.

Because of the fierce resistance, rays of light appeared around the two Demon Lords, all of which were composed of the power of rules.

The rules are still the same as when the boy used it, but the effect is much stronger than when the boy used it.

"How can the rules stop Lord Mozun?" The prince hid in the distance, looking at the scene in the sky in shock.

Similarly, Zi Chen and the others were also very puzzled, not to mention the Demon Lord at the Tian Yuan Realm, even the current Zi Chen can break the rules without fear of the rules.

"The mere rules can't stop me at all." The roar of the demon king came from under the siege of the rules.

"We have already broken the rules of this world. This mere rule can do nothing to me." The second Demon Lord also shouted angrily.

"Breaking the shackles of the rules does not mean not being controlled by the rules."

Between heaven and earth, a cold voice suddenly sounded, this voice is cold and vicissitudes, vicissitudes does not mean getting old, but it means long, ancient, and ancient.

Whose voice is this.

saint,

It's still what the Demon Lord said just now, the saint's pet.

But isn't this a place of burial? Isn't the saint dead?

Zichen's expression fluctuated, thinking about what he saw when he entered the holy burial place, he guessed with Mo Lao that the reason for the holy burial place was that the saint would be resurrected from death.

Thinking back to the few lamps I saw that used bone grinding as a tool and magic oil as a guide, it seemed that the saint was really resurrected.

"We broke the rules of this world, and the rules here can no longer trap us. We want to break the rules, break this world, and become the masters here."

The Mozun is still resisting unwillingly, but there is almost no substantive effect. The rules they just broke, the rules suppress them again, and they are firmly suppressed.

"The word rule is profound and profound, and it is as vast as the sea. It is not easy to break through it. As everyone knows, when pursuing rules and using the power of rules, they are already inseparably connected with rules. How difficult."

The vicissitudes of life sounded again, without any emotion in the indifference.

"Who are you, the master of this world, the saint, or the saint's pet." The Demon Lord shouted loudly.

"You don't deserve to know that I appeared today just to borrow something from you."

"Who do you think you are, why should we borrow you?"

"You have no choice."

At this time, the two great Demon Lords had been firmly suppressed by the power of the rules, unable to move at all, so they decided to compromise and asked, "What do you want to borrow?"

"Your power."

"dream."

"Don't think about it."

The two demon venerables were completely furious.

"You have no choice."

After the words fell, the power of the rules began to tighten like a rope, and the rioting demon was suppressed and could not move.

Afterwards, the strength of their bodies begins to drain.

During this period, Mozun kept resisting and trying to break these rules, but it was useless at all. The gap between the two parties was just like Zichen and them in Tianyuan Realm.

"Shameless, you are shameless."

"The underground of this world has formations dedicated to collecting blood and vitality. This is what you wanted to use."

"Your intention is to kill everyone here, and then devour their blood and vitality to restore yourself."

"Your behavior is shameless. I don't know if you are the shameless saint back then."

With the continuous passing of power, the two demon kings obviously understood everything. They devoured before, but the supervisor did not appear, and this inexplicable existence did not appear either.

And everything is for now.

They killed human beings, absorbed those vitality, and then refined them, but now, they have made others perfect.

This is being used as a gun, and it is being calculated. It is ridiculous that they thought they had escaped the detection of the rules. The two demons who understood it shouted loudly.

The young man bowed in the air with a respectful and humble attitude. After hearing Mozun's scolding, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shameless.

If this is considered shameless, what is the Yuan Realm destroying people in the Yuan Realm that day?

It can be said that the two great Demon Lords in the Tianyuan Realm were subdued in this way, so violently, it can be said that it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and began to communicate in secret, but they dared not speak out, for fear of disturbing this transaction of borrowing strength.

"So that's how it is, Your Highness." There was a hint of bitterness in the middle-aged Demon Race's voice.

"It's very helpless to calculate in other people's calculations." Wang Nu said through voice transmission, but her expression remained calm.

"Then what about His Royal Highness?" asked the middle-aged Demon Race.

"Do you think anyone will let him go in this situation?"

"But he is a prince after all, so he should fight for it."

The princess glanced at the middle-aged demons: "How to fight for it."

The middle-aged Demon Race took a look at Zi Chen from a distance, and at this moment Zi Chen's attention has been on Demon Venerable, "Among these people, Zi Chen has the final say, if we talk about Tong Zi Chen, as long as he agrees, I think Saving His Highness should not be a problem."

"Is Zichen such a talkative person?"

"We can give up some benefits."

The princess took a deep look at the middle-aged Mozu, "Do you think the life of a prince is more important than an ancient castle?"

"Your Highness, please calm down. This subordinate doesn't mean to use the castle in exchange. What this subordinate means is that you can use Moyaojing to try to negotiate with Zichen."

"Then go and try."

Under the pressure of the rules, the power of the two great Demon Lords is rapidly disappearing. Their realm has dropped from Tianyuan Realm to Earth Yuan Realm.

None of the Demon Lords in the Tianyuan Realm could escape the suppression of the rules, so the mere Yuan Realm naturally couldn't make any big waves.

The burial place and his party are coming to an end here. When they came, there were more than ten thousand people in Yuanjing, but now there are less than one hundred alive.

And when everyone heard the scolding from the Demon Venerable just now, they obviously knew that this was a world of fighting. No matter what, people would die, because the existence of this place required the vitality of the dead monks.

The more than a hundred people in the field are obviously powerful, and at the same time, they have gained the most. They are cleaning the field carefully, trying not to disturb the use of force in the air.

The demon king's realm changed back to the human realm again, and at the same time became weaker and weaker, because what they lost was not only strength, but also vitality.

The prince's face was pale and his eyes were full of despair. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was surrounded by the demon ape and others.

At this moment, everyone is waiting, waiting for the demon to die, and then to end all of this. Of course, there are still some people who are worried. They are afraid of the powerful existence who did not show up. What do they do with their strength.

Two shrill screams resounded between the heaven and the earth, and the two powerful Demon Lords used this to declare that life was coming to an end.

The power of the rules in the air dissipated, and two shriveled corpses fell down.

It's all over.

Everyone including Zi Chen also looked at the sky nervously, they couldn't see that powerful being, and they all looked at the young man at this moment.

I saw the young man with ears attached to his ears, as if he was listening to some secret words, then nodded frequently, finally straightened up, turned around and looked down at the people below.

The tension on everyone's faces became stronger again.

The boy smiled and said, "Everyone, don't be nervous, everything is over. If you want to leave this place, you can leave now."

As he spoke, the boy waved his hand, and a regular light gate appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the light gate, the crowd rushed towards the light gate without any hesitation, because the young man wanted to kill them, as long as he thought about it, there was no need to make such a move.

"Sect Master Zichen."

Zi Chen and others walked up to the prince, ready to deal with him, when suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Something happened." The person who came was a middle-aged demon. This was an Earth Element Realm who had suppressed his realm. He could easily crush Zi Chen to death outside, but here, Zi Chen could easily kill him.

"I am here on behalf of His Royal Highness, begging Sect Master Zichen to spare the prince's life."

Zi Chen sneered, "You think I'll let him go."

"Of course not, but he is the prince of the power demon clan after all, and has an extraordinary status in the demon clan"

Zi Chen interrupted the words of the middle-aged Demon Race, and said coldly: "You know, I'm not afraid of threats."

"Yes, yes." The middle-aged demon nodded and said: "We redeem people, and use resources to redeem people."

"What resources."

"Demon Yaojing, Holy Grade Demon Yaojing."

Zichen asked: "I don't know if the prince's life can be worth dozens of holy magic crystals."

When the middle-aged demon heard it, he almost vomited blood, dozens of them, what a joke.

"Sect Master Zichen was joking. The reason why the holy grade Moyaojing is called a holy grade is because it is very valuable and rare."

"Get to the point."

"Three, three holy magic crystals."

"Demon ape, kill."

"Sect Master Zichen, five or five."

"Zhang Haotian, kill someone."

"Eight, Sect Master Zichen, up to eight, if you don't agree, kill it if you want." The middle-aged demon clan gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Zi Chen looked at the middle-aged demons, but there was a mysterious smile on his face.