Thunder Martial

On the Moon Star, the Shengyue Clan has special personnel to receive those powerful people. After seeing the people brought by Zichen, the smile on the reception staff's face became more intense.

The more people there are, the more Tianjing will be consumed, and the commission he will get will not be less.

"My lord, please follow me."

The other party took Zichen and the other three to the place where the Lost Sky Crystal was sold.

Lei Lan also came, but she stayed in the team and didn't take the initiative to show up, like an ordinary Holy Spirit soldier.

These hundreds of holy spirits need more than a thousand sky crystals, and more than ten thousand fairy stones.

After Zichen came out, the hosts personally saw him off.

Even though Zi Chen didn't bring many people, but the handwriting is so big, it is worthy of being from the Holy Thunder Clan.

The number of sky crystals they exchanged, let alone five hundred, even one thousand can enter safely.

This is the real rich and powerful, always put life first.

In an open area, several large teleportation arrays were completed.

As the light came on, all the sky crystals began to release their power, and under the light, the figures of the holy spirits of the Saint Thunder Clan were faintly visible.

The next moment, their figures disappeared at the same time.

This time they appeared in a huge open space, which was still paved with bluestone, clean and tidy.

Zi Chen is no longer surprised, after all, the immortal stones over ten thousand are gone.

Compared with the handwriting of the Shengyue Clan, it was extremely kind of him to ask for a transmission of one fairy stone per person.

Someone from the outside gave guidance and told Zi Chen where he was currently.

Of course, Zi Chen would not change direction and led the people towards the southeast.

After walking for a while, Zi Chen's expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Lei Wusheng noticed the change in his expression.

"A funny thing happened."

Zi Chen said with a smile: "Let's speed up."

Because it is the first remnant vein discovered,

So it's not far from here.

When Zichen arrived, the mountain with the participation spar was almost demolished.

Over a thousand people gathered here, looking around, but they didn't know what they were looking for.

Zi Chen knows.

He waved his hand lightly, and a ray of light sank into the sky.

The clear sky suddenly surged with clouds and mist, black clouds covered the sky, and sometimes there were flashes of thunder.

Someone noticed the abnormality of the sky and the earth, raised his head, and saw the lightning flashing in the dark clouds, and everyone's face changed.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the people approaching in the distance.

Although the number of visitors was not large, less than half of theirs, their aura far surpassed them.

"Excuse me, who is your leader?"

Zi Chen said to the people on the mountain that had turned into a hillside.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Peng!

The ground shook, and a person jumped into the sky.

It was He Wei!

"Who is coming?"

The moment he stood up in the air, he shouted angrily.

"You are their leader?" Zi Chen looked at the other party.

"who are you?"

He Wei frowned and said, "You actually talk to me with this attitude?"

Zi Chen pointed to the hillside in front of him and said: "I discovered this place, and I left it on purpose. Now it has been destroyed by your people, what do you say?"

He Wei laughed loudly when he heard the sound, "Joke, if you say it's yours, it's yours? If I mark the whole world, wouldn't this world be mine?"

Zi Chen walked forward, "Oh, what you said is very reasonable."

He Wei said proudly: "That's natural, get out of here quickly, or I will take your sacrificial knife!"

The smile on Zi Chen's face remained undiminished, "But I'm sorry, I don't agree with your reasoning. Because I can't be sure, after you cover the world, will the world become yours, but I know one thing very well, That is where the power of my Holy Thunder Clan is shrouded, and it must be ours."

"you wanna die?"

A killing intent flashed in He Wei's eyes.

Zi Chen continued: "For the sake of you destroying my entire mine vein, I don't care too much with you. I will pay you one hundred thousand immortal stones as compensation, or your lives will end here."

"It's up to you?" The other party sneered.

"It's not me, it's us! All of us! Our Holy Thunder Clan!"

The smile on Zi Chen's face gradually faded, "Although our number is less than half of yours, we are confident that we will wipe out all of you! One hundred thousand immortal stones is our greatest kindness, and we must not lose any of them!"

A tyrannical aura surged out from behind, it was the aura released by all the holy spirits of the Saint Thunder Clan.

The power of thunder shook the surrounding wind and clouds, and the turbulent breath moved forward. The terrifying power of thunder sealed the world.

He Wei's complexion also changed when he felt the breath from the opposite side.

It's not that he doesn't know the reputation of the Holy Thunder Clan. If the two sides really fought in a melee, there might not be many people alive on their side.

"Hmph, I've heard about the reputation of the Saint Thunder Clan a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see it today, it would be so unreasonable." He Wei snorted coldly, "Do you really think this world is yours?

Zi Chen said: "This world is not mine, but this place is mine. Either you pay for the fairy stone, or you die! Choose one of the two."

"Sacred Thunder Clan, you are too deceitful, dare you to fight alone with me, He Wei?" He Wei said loudly.

"I'm not interested in fighting alone, I'm only interested in killing people. If you don't compensate for the loss, you all have to die!"

Zi Chen said indifferently: "Actually, I still hope that you can choose the latter, because there are too many people who have come here, if you all die, others will get an extra harvest."

Behind He Wei, the expressions of those who were still standing on the hillside changed one after another.

They didn't expect that the leader of the Holy Thunder Clan would be so bloodthirsty, and at the same time, there was a sense of blame in their hearts.

"Fight with me, the outcome will be determined."

He Wei said in a deep voice: "If you lose, get out immediately, if I lose, I will compensate you for the loss!"

There was a smile on Zi Chen's face again, "It's over if I said so earlier, thank you in advance for the compensation."

"What did you say?"

He Wei glared, a brilliance flashed in his hand, and a big knife appeared.

The broadsword was extremely generous and seemed to be too heavy. I saw him holding the long knife high and stepping forward, "I want you to die!"

With each step, the ground shook. I don't know if it was his own strength or the heavy strength of the sword.

Zi Chen's gaze was casual, and the opponent's realm was not low, but as long as he was a six-star holy talisman master, Zi Chen would not be afraid at all.

But when his eyes fell on the big knife, Zi Chen's eyes changed a little.

Because he felt a familiar aura from the big knife, it was the aura belonging to the soul soldier.

Soul soldiers?

Are there soul soldiers in the holy spirit realm?

The sword was approaching, it was indeed the breath of a soul soldier.

"Today I want to let you know that there are not only the Four Saints in the world, but also the He family! The desolate He family!"

With one slash, a strong aura surged out.

Faced with this knife, Zi Chen's expression was slightly moved, "The Desolate He family, I haven't heard of it."

The golden long stick stood in front of him, blocking the blade.

boom!

Under the feet of the two, the ground shook violently, and a huge crack appeared.

He Wei stepped back, his hand holding the sword was trembling, and he looked at Zi Chen in front of him in disbelief.

Zi Chen was also retreating, but this was not what He Wei wanted to see. What he originally wanted to see was that the other party died on the spot.

"Who are you?"

He Wei asked in a deep voice, putting away his contempt for the first time.

"It's just now asking my name, don't you think it's too late? No matter who I am, you will pay for today's fairy stone!"

"Hmph, I just don't want to kill the unknown!"

He Wei raised the long sword in his hand, "Today is destined to be a battle for the rise of my desolate He family, how can you be so hasty? You don't even know the ghost who died by the sword? As the leader of the Holy Thunder Clan, you should not be an unknown person Bar?"

"Zi Chen."

Zi Chen smiled and said: "Sacred Thunder Clan, the core of the ultimate Zi Chen!"

"It's you!"

He Wei's pupils shrank, apparently he did not expect that the person who came was the famous Zi Chen.

But soon, he laughed loudly, his eyes became extremely fanatical, "It's you, it's so kind, God treats me well. As long as I defeat you, in the future, no one in the Holy Spirit Realm will know how I am. Wei?"

Zi Chen was a little puzzled, according to the other party's realm, it shouldn't be someone with such a personality.

"Die!"

Suddenly, a berserk aura surged from He Wei's body, and there seemed to be a black mist lingering indistinctly.

That black mist gave him a familiar feeling.

"Die, idiot!"

He Wei rushed forward, injecting strong power into the blade, and slashed towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen, who was planning to mobilize his soul power, discovered that the power in his body was working on its own. It was the ancient Lei Yan.

On the golden long stick, flames burned, and an ancient breath permeated out.

The two attacks met again, and with the roar, the golden thunder flame landed on the black knife.

The black knife started to burn.

He Wei screamed and backed away, during which time his strength surged continuously, and then Lei Yan was extinguished.

He looked at Zi Chen with a surprised expression.

At that moment before, he mobilized his power, and he felt like he had encountered a natural enemy.

Lei Yan on Zichen's stick had disappeared, he smiled lightly and said: "It seems that you are going to admit defeat, I don't ask you, just take one hundred thousand immortal stones."

"Don't think about it, you are out of the bottom of the well!"

He Wei gritted his teeth, and there was a look of madness in his eyes.

Around him, a storm suddenly appeared, and as he stood in the storm, the original black power began to surge, and some soul power was raging.

"What is a single soul power attack, the combination of strength and soul power is the most powerful force in the world!"

The storm disappeared, and all the power poured into the sword.

The blade rippled and became extremely terrifying.

Zi Chen's eyes stared at the change of Dao, and he said seriously: "Oh, really? Then you taught me a lesson today."

In his hand, the long stick suddenly burst into dazzling light, and a breath that was several times stronger than before surged out.

"Then let me see your true strength."

After the voice fell, Zi Chen took the initiative to charge forward.

He seemed to be carrying a round of golden sun, the dazzling light made many people close their eyes subconsciously.

There was a loud bang.

The figures of Zi Chen and He Wei crossed each other.

On the long stick in Zi Chen's hand, the dazzling golden light went out.

The big knife in He Wei's hand was broken into two pieces.