Thunder Martial

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Zi Chen's real body is cross-legged in the world, since he came here, he has been comprehending the sword intent.

Above his head, there is a god ring floating. The god ring is shining with divine light. On the surface of the god ring, one after another, the power of the world's rules, like sharp knives, continuously stabs at the god ring.

Outside the divine ring, it is shrouded in the power of the world's rules. It is precisely because of the power of these rules that the connection between the souls of the eighth-level divine envoys is blocked.

Zi Chen's real body opened his eyes at this time, he didn't look at the god ring above his head, but after hearing the idea conveyed by the god clone, he knew it was time to act by himself.

He stood up, and by his side, there were three other clones. Their bodies were shrouded in light, and their spiritual thoughts were like tentacles, extending towards the Daozu monument in the distance.

In a flash, Zi Chen's real body appeared outside.

The ground outside shook, and the avatar of the god created a scene where the real body broke through the ground.

After that, the clone disappeared, and Zi Chen's real body appeared in the crowd.

The faces of the people rushing over all around suddenly changed when they saw this scene.

Some took out their weapons and were about to strike, while others subconsciously retreated.

"Split air kill!"

Obviously, Zi Chen would not give them this chance. He stretched out his palm and slapped it towards the void, only to see a black circle appeared beside him, and the space was divided into two by the circle.

The black cracks contained the power of rules, and wherever they passed, the bodies of those seventh- and eighth-level envoys were forcibly cut open by the rules.

But during this process, they didn't feel that strong crisis. It seemed that although the blow was powerful and shocking, it was not fatal.

The bodies of the people around were separated, and such a change made their faces full of horror, and at the same time their bodies glowed, wanting to reorganize their bodies.

At this moment, Yiqian appeared in a flash, and she saw the divine light shining on her body, her hands were quickly forming seals, and the divine light shot out from her body, flying in all directions.

I saw those divine lights, after leaving the body, turned into sharp blades, falling on the bodies of those divine envoys who had been cut open by Liekongsha.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

suddenly,

One after another voices sounded, and the arms of these envoys carrying the divine ring were cut off again.

According to Yiqian's current strength, it is impossible to cut off the arms of dozens of people in an instant, because these people are all high-level existences, and even the weakest ones are at the same level as her.

But before Zichen shot and broke the bodies of the people, making them unable to mobilize their divine power in an instant, and unable to form an effective stop, Yiqian easily cut off his arm.

"Shua!" "Shua!"...

Immediately afterwards, Zi Chen's body manifested one after another, and in a blink of an eye, dozens of Zi Chen appeared in the field, and they appeared in one place, and then grabbed the broken arm, and then quickly turned back. .

They disappeared from Zichen's side, and then Zichen and Yiqian ran away again.

During this period, his clone reappeared.

"Buzz!"

The powerful power of God was surging, and the breath was flowing, and the body of an eighth-level divine envoy was reorganized.

His face was full of fear. Although the move just now didn't make him feel the threat of death, but he could cut his body with one blow, and the opponent's attack was definitely powerful.

But in it, it also has something to do with his carelessness.

While frightened, his face was also filled with endless anger, because his god ring was gone, and it contained all the wealth he had obtained through hard work over the years, it was everything to him.

In addition, there are a few rule crystals in it, which indicates whether he can successfully enter the ninth level.

But now it's gone, nothing.

"Ah~~"

He roared loudly, his voice shook the sky, and it contained endless anger and madness.

"Ah~~"

Immediately afterwards, more roars sounded, but the bodies of other people also reorganized, and then they saw that the god ring was gone.

There are dozens of people in the field at the moment, but those who can keep the god ring are only a few people.

The rest of the people lost their god rings.

But their lives were saved, and no one died.

Because of this, they were even more angry, because they guessed that the opponent's attack was not strong, and they were careless.

"Chase!"

"Even if I chase them all the way to the ends of the earth, I will kill them!"

"kill!"

These people were all angry, and frantically chased in the direction where Zi Chen was escaping.

But soon, they discovered that they had lost their soul perception of their god ring.

This discovery made them even more furious.

But they still don't think that these two people can pose much threat to them.

Even though some people have already seen that it was not two people, but three people.

"How many god rings are there?"

Zichen, the god of the outside world, is still running away, but Yiqian appears in Zichen's world in a flash.

At this moment, in front of Zichen, there are pieces of god crystals and some god rings, and those god crystals are transformed by the arms of the god envoys.

Zi Chen's eyes swept over these divine rings, and quickly counted the number, and said with a smile: "Twenty-five."

Yiqian heard the sound, and her beautiful face showed a look of anticipation, "I don't know how many rule crystals there are among these god rings."

"They are still alive until now, and they have more or less gained something from them."

As Zi Chen said, he waved his hand lightly, and saw these god rings flying in the air.

From the dome of the sky, pieces of rules will fall, covering all these gods.

After that, the rules of the world began to transform into attacks, and began to break the souls contained in those god rings.

Zichen, the god outside, was still running away, but just running, the space in front of him changed.

There was a coldness in his eyes, obviously he met that spider again.

"The avatar encountered a spider, Yiqian, go and help."

As Zi Chen said, he looked up at the first god ring he got, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that we will have our first harvest soon."

After finishing speaking, a golden light burst out from his mind.

The golden light was unusually bright, illuminating the surroundings.

This is his seventh-level ancestral soul, leaving the body and going straight to the top.

Yiqian raised her head and looked at Zichen's soul figure, only to see him floating above the first god ring.

And at this moment, a dazzling light burst out from the god ring, and a powerful breath of god burst out.

In this breath, there was also an angry shout, "If you want to break the imprint of my soul, it's a dream!"

I saw that divine light became more and more blazing, and finally turned into a light and shadow.

It was the soul of that eighth-level envoy.

After he appeared, he turned his head and looked around, and then saw the world where Zi Chen was, with a look of surprise on his face, "This is a different space, where did you get this space?"

Zi Chen said with a faint smile: "This is not space, it is clearly the world."

The shock on the face of the eighth-level envoy gradually disappeared, and a bright light appeared in his eyes, "You actually have this kind of thing on your body, it seems that you have been hiding here all this time? A different space that can be opened in such a place, Absolutely not ordinary."

The light in the opponent's eyes turned into greed.

Zi Chen looked at him and shook his head, and said: "It seems that you are an idiot just like your real body. At this moment, you don't want to think about how to live, but think about other things."

"Level seven, what can you do to me?" The soul of the eighth-level envoy said proudly, "When I notify the real body, it will be your death."

"Seeing you like this, I believe that your real body must also be a brainless guy."

In Zi Chen's hand, a golden light flashed, and a long knife with a sheath appeared.

He held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right, staring coldly at the eighth-level soul.

Sensing the killing intent in the opponent's eyes, the eighth-level soul shouted: "How dare you!"

With a cold look in his eyes and a golden light shining on his body, Zi Chen immediately drew his knife out of its sheath.

"Shua!"

A bright golden sword light, accompanied by three sword intents, went straight to the eighth-level soul in front.

Feeling the power of this blow, the face of the eighth-level soul changed drastically, and his hands kept forming seals. Amidst the divine light, a big clock descended from the sky and protected him.

This is one of the more common techniques of the Protoss. It is called the God of Miserable Clock, and it can be used both offensively and defensively.

Although the name sounds majestic, it is the most common technique of the Protoss.

"when"

The bell rang, and a ripple of God spread, which was a counterattack in defense.

But how can this little power affect Zichen?

The sword light that was moving forward did not encounter any obstacles, and directly slashed on the defense of the eighth-level soul.

"Peng!"

The defense on his body shattered directly, and the light of the saber moving forward, with undiminished power, swept past the body of the eighth-level soul.

A shrill scream sounded, and the eighth-level souls dispersed in response.

The existence of this level is not a threat at all to Zichen.

In the outside world, a beam of saber light passed over the body of the giant spider.

God Zichen stood there, the poisonous blood all over his body turned into regular light spots, which landed on God Zichen and was absorbed by his body.

And in front, the huge spider's body turned into light spots and dissipated, turning into a regular spar.

Not far away, some tentacles that were still struggling were broken.

Before Yiqian came out, the Zichen of God had already ended the battle.

The eighth-level divine envoy who was chasing in the distance suddenly changed his face, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His face instantly turned pale, full of horror.

He knew that he had completely lost the god ring.

In Zichen's world, after the eighth-level soul was killed, the bright light on the god ring immediately dimmed.

At this moment, this god ring became a thing without an owner.

Zi Chen stretched out his hand, and the divine ring flew towards him, and after it landed on his hand, a soul power entered into it.

The god ring shines again, but it has already recognized the Lord.

"See what's inside?" Yiqian asked, very interested.

Zi Chen nodded, and then his spiritual thoughts sank into it, and he saw a lot of things.

Among them, the largest number is the god crystal, which is equivalent to wealth.

The wealth of the eighth-level god envoy is quite a lot, and the amount is so large that Zi Chen nodded in satisfaction.

After that, his spiritual thoughts quickly scanned and saw the rule spar in it.