Thunder Martial

Wan He was kneeling on the ground, with more than a dozen scars on his body, dripping with blood.

There were two corpses lying beside him, and the other two were seriously injured and had lost their combat effectiveness.

The golden knife was inserted beside him, and the luster on the surface had already dimmed a lot.

And around him, there were more than 20 soul-devouring corpses lying down, all kinds of mutilated bodies.

In the distance, there are more than a dozen strong Soul Devourers, holding Soul Soldiers, looking at Wanhe in horror.

Wanhe's killing power is so terrifying that even they who are used to seeing life and death are also terrified by it.

The golden light illuminated the place, and Zi Chen rushed into it and landed on the ground.

Because of Wanhe's strength, the Soul Eaters who were already extremely cautious were all taken aback and backed away subconsciously.

Holding a long stick in his hand, Zi Chen rushed forward immediately, "How are you doing?"

Knowing who it was from the voice, Wan He said without turning his head, "Why are you here?"

Zi Chen said: "We came immediately when we heard your distress signal."

At this time, the black mist that had healed in the rear was torn apart by a strange force again, and Lan Gumeng and others followed.

"We didn't ask for help." Wan He said in a deep voice.

"What?" Zi Chen's expression changed.

Shanya and Lan Gumeng have already come close, protecting the injured Wanhe behind them.

Fatty and Yun Zhen went to see a few other people, two of them were definitely dead, and the other two were seriously injured.

The two immediately took out the elixir and began to treat them.

Wan He said: "We didn't ask for help, you guys shouldn't have come."

Seeming to have accumulated some strength, Wanhe stood up, looked ahead and said, "We have been surrounded for a long time, but they purposely surrounded and did not kill, which made us persist until now. I suspect they have another purpose , so there was no call for help."

Behind Wanhe, an injured earth soul said weakly: "We originally planned to ask for help, but the captain saw that they seemed to have other plans, so he gave up asking for help and planned to fight them here to the death."

There was no call for help, but Shen Gui made it clear that Wan He and Du Yi's team sent a distress signal.

"Could it be that Du Yi saw them? So when he asked for help, he told them along with it?"

Zichen's heart moved, and he had this guess.

But soon, Zichen dismissed this idea, because if Du Yi saw Wanhe, then under such a crisis, the other party would find a way to join Wanhe first, instead of fighting each other after calling for help.

"This is a game, you shouldn't be here." Wan He said again.

Zichen's expression changed, but he didn't turn around to look at Lan Gumeng.

If this is a game, then it may be aimed at Lan Gumeng, the goddess of the soul, but the identity of Lan Gumeng is only known to those in the Heavenly Soul Realm, and the Earth Soul Realm is not clear. How did the Soul Devourers know?

In the Heavenly Soul Realm, someone leaked Lan Gumeng's identity?

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded, and only one person came out of the black mist, "Wanhe, you are very smart, you guessed our thoughts,

But so what? Are you still fooled? "

Seeing the person in front, Zi Chen was a little surprised, "It's you!"

It was the member of the royal family who was rescued by the Heavenly Soul Realm of the Soul Devourer Clan last time. Unexpectedly, the other party also came this time.

"Zi Chen, today is your death day!"

Mo Lin said coldly: "I, Mo Lin, will kill you with my own hands!"

Zi Chen said calmly: "You put up such a big battle just to deal with me?"

"Is this battle big?"

Mo Lin smiled disdainfully, and said: "This is just an experience for our Soul Devourers. Of course, I will kill you along the way."

Zichen glanced at Wanhe, and Wanhe also glanced at Zichen.

All words are silent.

A plan has reached a tacit agreement when the two looked at each other.

Zi Chen glanced around and said: "You probably don't have the guts to plot against me, let your people get out, I will meet one today, and I will kill one!"

Mo Lin sneered and said, "It's up to you?"

Zi Chen's figure suddenly dissipated, disappearing like a cloud.

"you wanna die!"

The smile on Mo Lin's face faded, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He struck out with a palm, and the powerful soul-devouring power came out mightily.

A soul-devouring beast head appeared out of nowhere and devoured it forward.

Zi Chen's figure appeared, right where the head of the Soul-devouring beast was.

"Your strength is still so weak."

Zi Chen smiled coldly, and punched out with a punch, and the thunder light was stimulated from the fist, instantly shattering the beast's head.

Mo Lin's figure has retreated a few feet, his eyes are extremely cold, his hands are forming seals quickly, one after another soul-devouring power gathers around the opponent's body, and a violent breath emerges.

This breath made Zichen feel the danger, he didn't dare to be careless, the black stick in his hand reappeared, the power merged into it, and the golden light began to linger.

"Demon king technique!"

When the seal fell, the aura of the demon forest had changed drastically, like a demon king from another world, showing his ultimate move to Zi Chen.

The black mist in the sky began to roll violently, and a huge palm print descended from the sky, carrying a terrifying aura.

The surrounding pressure instantly became stronger, and Zichen's actions were affected to a certain extent.

He narrowed his eyes, compared to last time, the power of Molin was much stronger this time.

But in the next moment, a more powerful aura surged from his body, his figure soared into the sky, and a stick swept towards the palm print.

In the sky, the two energies collided violently, and the terrifying big hand was torn apart by the long stick.

Then, a golden stick shadow flashed in the sky and came towards the bottom.

The demon forest disappeared from the spot, and at the place where he was originally standing, a deep crack extended to the distance, until it reached his feet.

Sensing the energy surging in the crack, there was a sneering smile on the corner of Mo Lin's mouth. It seems that as long as the opponent is not allowed to get closer, then Zi Chen's combat power is nothing special. He thinks he has found it. Zi Chen's weakness, far away, began to use the powerful techniques of the Soul Eater Clan.

His techniques can't destroy Zi Chen, but likewise, Zi Chen can't threaten him either.

The two are evenly matched!

Mo Lin smiled sarcastically, and said, "It seems that you are nothing more than that."

From behind, Wanhe looked at this scene, his eyes flickered slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Do it, kill everyone!"

After saying this, Wanhe's eyes had a tragic look, because he had already made up his mind.

Shanya and Lan Gumeng still didn't know, and killed the other Soul Eaters.

"Damn you!"

At the same time, Zi Chen's eyes also became extremely cold, and the golden stick in his hand began to tremble violently, and a violent aura surged out.

He fell with a stick.

A curved stick shadow appeared in the sky.

There was a loud shock from Peng, and Mo Lin's body flew upside down.

A line of blood streaked across the air.

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