Thunder Martial

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The seal was released, and Zichen and Yiqian stood in the tomb of the gods.

All the revived protoss before appeared, and they were all in the realm of god kings. At this moment, they stood there, exuding a murderous aura from their bodies.

Standing behind Yiqian, Zhong Ling explained in a low voice: "They are all strong men who died in battle back then. I preserved a trace of their souls. After a long time, they were resurrected. As long as my body is not destroyed, they will never be destroyed. !"

Obviously, these god kings are also a kind of war machine.

Yiqian looked at the god king below, and took a step forward in the air. Behind her, Zhong Ling disappeared into a ray of light.

Yiqian made seals with her hands, and the God of Miserable Clock appeared in front of her. This is the real God of Miserable Clock, not its previous body.

The grade of this divine clock is the same as that of the Nine Extreme Soldiers of the Star of Life, but the Star of Life has already declined, so in terms of fame, the Divine Bell of Miserable World surpasses the Nine Extreme Soldiers.

The God of Miserable Clock zoomed in quickly in front of Yiqian, the bell rang slowly, and a huge vortex appeared in the God of Miserable Clock.

The god kings below, feeling the call of the God of Destroyer Bell, immediately flew towards the vortex.

One after another, light and shadow entered the vortex.

In the blink of an eye, all the god kings disappeared.

Yiqian made seals with her hands again, and put away the World-Murdering Divine Bell. Inside this divine clock, there was a huge army of divine kings.

After the disappearance of the Divine Bell and the Divine King here, the space of the Tomb of the Divine became unstable, the surroundings collapsed, and rumbling sounds kept ringing.

"Let's go."

Looking at the collapsed space, Zichen looked at Yiqian and said.

Yiqian nodded, and the two of them left this world in a flash.

The stature reappeared, and they arrived on the snowfield in the extreme north. This is the residence of the Moon Wolf lineage. They used to guard here for generations. Now that the tomb of the gods has collapsed, they no longer need to guard this place. .

When they disappeared at the entrance a hundred years ago, their mission was to disappear.

So a hundred years passed,

They are still dazed because they have nowhere to go.

Zichen and Yiqian, who appeared in stature, saw many moon wolves in this area.

A moon wolf saw the two of them, so he looked up to the sky and howled.

"goddess!"

The patriarch of the Moon Wolf lineage arrived and saluted Yiqian respectfully.

Looking at the panic and bewilderment in the other party's eyes, Yiqian said: "All the Moon Wolf lineages gather here, your mission has been completed, follow me to ascend to the God Realm."

There was cheering all around.

At this moment, the void in the distance began to distort and was torn apart by a powerful force, and someone forcibly entered this snowfield.

Zi Chen turned his head and looked at the figure that appeared in the distance, a sneer smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Looks like we came just in time."

Those who came out of the void were the sons of the gods that Zi Chen had seen a hundred years ago, and they came here again with many nine levels.

"It seems that you have obtained the God of Destruction Clock and the army of the God King. Now I give you two choices."

These sons of the gods walked forward, and one of the sons of the gods wearing a battle armor said.

These people are strangers to Zi Chen, he frowned at them.

"The first choice is to hand over the World-Destroying God Clock, and you survive. The second choice is to die here, and we will take the World-Destroying God Bell!"

The other party said again.

"Protect the goddess!"

The patriarch of the Moon Wolf lineage who hadn't left yet shouted loudly, and saw countless Moon Wolves flying towards this side.

The ninth-level god kings who came here looked at these moon wolves with disdain, as if giants were watching the ants under their feet gathering in groups.

Even if there were countless ants, the giant could crush them all to death with just one kick.

"Hurry up and assemble, we can handle it here." Yiqian's voice sounded.

He knew very well that he had a few catties and a few taels of patriarch, so he didn't continue to be brave, and after clasping fists at Yiqian and Zichen, he turned and left.

He just needs to show enough sincerity.

"Oh, it seems that you have chosen the second one?"

The son of the god who spoke earlier became extremely indifferent.

Zi Chen stepped forward and said indifferently: "If you want to fight, then hurry up, what's the point of being such a mother-in-law?"

A cold murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the son of the god, and he said angrily, "You are courting death!"

As soon as he shouted angrily, his pupils shrank, and he saw that Zi Chen had already rushed towards him.

"kill him!"

The Son of God waved his hand with an indifferent expression.

They had already seen some of Zi Chen's methods last time, and they knew the strength of the opponent, so this time they directly killed Zi Chen with a number of nine levels.

Zi Chen charged forward, the light of the thunder body surged on his body, and the breath of the eighth rank was released.

"It actually broke through."

After the sons of the gods in the rear felt Zichen's eighth-level realm, their expressions changed.

The opponent at the seventh level is so terrifying, isn't it stronger at the eighth level?

Just when they were surprised that Zichen had broken through, Zichen had already made contact with those ninth-levels.

The power of thunder erupted in an instant, and there was a roar, and with a bang, one after another, nine levels flew out backwards.

These nine-level flying backwards coughed up blood again and again, and their eyes were full of horror.

A cold and murderous intent emerged from the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, the brilliance flashed in his hand, and the long knife was unsheathed.

The Nine Passes of Thunder appeared, like a psychedelic light, passing over the bodies of these nine levels.

Swish! Swish! Swish! ...

After changing his figure several times, Zi Chen came to the back of these nine ranks and stood there indifferently.

Those nine-level bodies were also in the air, in a frozen state, and at the same time, the horror in their eyes was also frozen.

puff! puff! puff! ...

The next moment, blood gushed out from their bodies, and their lifeless bodies fell towards the ground.

In the blink of an eye, five ninth-level god kings were killed.

Behind that, the faces of those sons of the gods and those of the ninth level were full of horror. They never thought that the opponent was so powerful.

"Everyone, do you want to continue?" Zi Chen looked at the sons of the gods and said lightly.

"you wanna die!"

The son of the god in the battle armor had a sharp light in his eyes, and his hands began to form seals.

"God's Dragon Strike!"

The sky trembled, and the divine light lingered, forming a winding dragon. The dragon's body was thousands of feet long, and it was extremely huge. After it appeared, the world couldn't bear this force, and it began to vibrate.

This is not an ordinary attack, but a godly skill.

Every son of the gods has mastered at least one powerful god skill.

"die!"

Accompanied by the icy sound, this huge dragon rushed towards Zi Chen.

When it rushed forward, its mouth opened, and colorful divine fire appeared from it, filling the entire space and spreading towards Zichen.

The space crackled and shattered, and one after another, pitch-black black holes appeared.

The black hole repair quickly disappeared.

Shenlong followed Shenhuo and attacked Zichen.