Thunder Martial

This place is like a place where domestic animals are raised, and the entrance is also the exit, right in front of everyone's eyes.

But the portal is extremely high, and according to everyone's current strength, it is almost impossible to open it.

This is the first time they have come here, and it is also the first time among people who have lived here for generations.

Everyone looked at Zi Chen, and cast glances at him for help.

After Li Haocheng's deliberate exaggeration, everyone knows the legend about the hero.

The current Zichen is the god hero in their eyes, omnipotent.

Zi Chen walked forward, he was very nervous at the moment, not because he was worried that he would not be able to open the door, but because he was nervous about the future.

Because he didn't know what was outside the door, in his memory, he was born here.

In addition, there is a little bit of vague memory about the dream. It seems that he went to a remarkable place in the dream, but the dream is a dream after all. Those dreams that were once vivid in memory have long since become blurred.

Zi Chen took a deep breath and pushed open the closed door.

Outside is a piece of green grass, and some flowers are blooming on the grass, which are colorful.

Everyone exclaimed and seemed very excited.

Zi Chen, who pushed the door out, walked forward.

He left this captive land.

Others also came out and started running in this vast world, many people were intoxicated breathing the air here.

The air here seems to be sweet.

The flowers also seem to be extraordinarily different.

"Come out, we're finally out!" Qing Yi was also cheering, jumping, very happy.

Yi Bufan murmured: "We came out, but why did we come out? I think I forgot something."

Zi Chen smiled slightly, and said: "The purpose of our coming out is to be free. Right now, there are no ghosts to devour us, and we have obtained the freedom we want."

"Is that so?" Yi Bufan was a little puzzled.

"Otherwise? Why did we come out?" Zi Chen asked back.

Yi Bufan shook his head, obviously unable to give an answer, and finally said: "Perhaps, we really came here for freedom."

The little black beast jumped in front of Zi Chen, stretched out his hand and gestured at him, not knowing what he was expressing.

Zichen bent down and squatted down, stretched out his hand, and said, "Little guy, I have to thank you this time. Speaking of which, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be free. Well, I'll give you a name, called What do you hope?"

The little black beast seemed dissatisfied and protested.

"hope!"

"hope!"

The surrounding cheers sounded again, so the little black beast reluctantly accepted the new name.

Just when everyone cheered to be free, Zi Chen walked forward alone, he wanted to visit the place where the ghosts lived, and he was a little worried, what if the ghosts were not the five?

Not long after, Zichen saw a somewhat strange building, which looked like a small castle from a distance.

This made Zichen's heart jump, could it be that is the residence of ghosts?

The place doesn't look small, could there be ghosts?

Someone followed up and also noticed this scene, and his face couldn't help but change.

Zi Chen stretched out his hand, signaling the people behind not to come over for the time being, he took the bone knife and walked forward alone.

The castle is not big, but the shape is a bit strange, Zi Chen slowly approached.

The gate of the castle was ajar, and there was no movement inside.

Just when Zi Chen walked to the door, a black light group suddenly flew out from inside. Zi Chen, who had been on guard against the mutation for a long time, immediately raised the bone knife and slashed forward.

The black light group separated from it, it turned out to be a black flame, and at this moment there were still strands of it sticking to the bone knife.

Zi Chen's expression became serious, and he rushed in with a knife.

He saw the sixth ghost, holding a black wooden stick in his hand, chanting something, and shaking his finger at Zi Chen.

A group of black flames appeared from the wooden stick and came straight to Zichen.

Zi Chen was startled, this was the first time he encountered such a ghost, the light of power flickered, he quickly dodged and rushed towards the ghost in front.

The Specter began to back away, as one cluster after another of flames appeared.

When Zichen was avoiding, he was also paying attention to the surroundings. This place is not a place to live, but an altar. There are some stone pillars around, and there are engraved pictures on the stone pillars.

At this moment, the ghost has retreated to the altar.

He was shocked by Zichen's strength.

The next moment, the altar lit up, and a powerful breath emerged from it.

Zi Chen only felt an indescribable pressure falling on him, as if he had been swallowed. Under this pressure, he could hardly control his body.

The ghost holding a wooden stick on the altar couldn't help but smile when he saw Zi Chen's changing expression.

"It's amazing that you have awakened your power."

It raised the stick, pointed at Zi Chen, and said coldly: "But you are still going to die!"

A straight beam of light went straight to Zichen.

The crosspiece of the bone knife blocked the light.

"How is this possible? Under the pressure of God, how can you move freely?" Seeing Zi Chen blocking the light beam, You Gui had a look of shock on his face.

"god?"

The light on Zi Chen's body flowed, resisting the coercion and walking forward, "Don't say it's just a ray of coercion, even if the god in your mouth comes personally, I will kill the god!"

This is the first time that Zichen speaks in the language of the ghost, which makes the ghost even more frightened.

Zi Chen raised the bone knife, stepped forward, and rushed forward.

The ghost raised the stick, and a light shone on the stick, protecting it.

The light changed, and the ghost's protection was broken. Zi Chen stood behind the ghost and on the altar.

The ghost behind him had a slanted knife mark on his body.

It looked down at the knife mark, and fell down in disbelief.

The blood infected the altar and filled the lines. The engravings around the altar seemed to absorb the blood, and the light became brighter.

Zichen stood in the altar, as if bathed in the sun, with a warm force entering his body.

Hearing that there was no movement of fighting inside, Qingyi and Yi Bufan walked in cautiously.

After seeing Zi Chen standing on the altar and the ghost that fell to the ground, their expressions changed.

"Come here quickly."

Zi Chen saw the two of them and shouted, "It seems to be able to condense strength by itself."

Yi Bufan's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked up.

Qingyi followed behind.

The two stepped onto the altar one after another, making the small altar a little crowded.

Then, a light of power gathered around the two of them, and their bodies also lit up.

"Power, I feel power!"

Yi Bufan shouted excitedly, "I am a hero, the legendary hero!"

Hearing Yi Bufan's shout, Zi Chen smiled faintly, a ripple suddenly appeared in front of him, and something floated out of the ripple.