Thunder Martial

The dead body of the Holy Spirit fell towards the void, and it was unknown where it would end up.

It may be a small world, or it may fall into the world of all spirits.

This is a chance, and it is a big chance, even the Holy Spirit will be greedy, but unfortunately no one cares about it right now.

Qingyi tried several times, but she couldn't catch the middle-aged man, and it was impossible to kill him.

She was a little anxious.

After Zi Chen killed all the holy spirits, he sat cross-legged there, no longer resisting those demonic energy.

"Oh, stop struggling?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, "Then you will die faster."

Zi Chen didn't respond, he closed his eyes and let the devilish energy come from all directions.

The sound of Zen singing keeps ringing, affecting Zi Chen's consciousness.

The middle-aged man looked aside for a while, and said suspiciously: "What do you mean? Why didn't you struggle and resist, and gave up?"

Suddenly his face changed, and he said in surprise: "You are refining, aren't you?"

"Are you refining magic energy?"

"You are actually refining magic energy!"

The middle-aged man couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed loudly, "I admit that devil energy is indeed a good thing, and these devil energy is extremely pure power, but it's a pity that it is not suitable for you. If you fight hard, you can still Slowing down the speed of the demonic energy entering the body, to put it simply, is that you can live a little longer. But you are lucky to directly refine the demonic energy, which is no less than opening the door of the body and letting the demonic energy in. Look Come on, you want the demons to come to the Holy Spirit Realm more than I do."

The devilish energy falling from the sky has completely enveloped Zichen, and at this moment, only a large area of ​​devilish energy can be seen swirling around, and Zichen's people can no longer be seen.

"Perhaps you got complacent too early. Others can't refine these demonic qi, but it doesn't mean that Zichen can't refine them either!"

At this moment, Qing Yi, who no longer tried to kill anyone, made a sound.

Every time she gets close, the middle-aged man will take the initiative to leave and never fight her.

Hearing Qingyi's words, he smiled disdainfully,

"Beauty, are you kidding me?"

Qingyi said coldly: "You deserve to make you happy? Don't forget, who is that person inside? He is Zi Chen, an existence who has created countless miracles. Those demonic energy may be able to stump him." Others, but Zi Chen must not be troubled."

The expression of the middle-aged man changed slightly, "Oh, there is another matter?"

Qingyi said: "It seems that you don't know your opponent very well, but think about it, you sent such a small number of people to kill Zichen, of course you don't know how powerful he is."

The middle-aged man humbly asked: "Then I don't know what kind of strength is needed to kill Zichen?"

Qingyi said proudly: "Naturally, the power of the Holy One is needed!"

The middle-aged man nodded seriously, and said, "Oh, are there any more?"

"Is this not enough?" Qingyi asked back.

"The saint is invincible. In this world of the Holy Spirit, every saint is invincible. This kind of invincibility is really invincible, unrivaled. If there is a saint, it will definitely be impossible to kill Zichen questionable."

The middle-aged man said after a little thought.

Anxiety flashed across Qingyi's eyes, and he said: "Then why are you still standing there? You know you can't kill Zichen, but why don't you hurry up and see if he has already refined the devil energy? If he really grows, you Wouldn't the situation be worse?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and asked, "Aren't you with Zi Chen? Why are you thinking about me now?"

Qingyi said: "I'm not familiar with him, and I'm not thinking about you right now, but helping the weak."

The middle-aged man looked Qingyi up and down a few times, "You are a beautiful woman, every time you approach me, you give me a dangerous feeling, obviously you are also very powerful, but why don't you have a brain?"

Qingyi became angry, "Who do you think has no brains?"

"Are you treating me like an idiot? If I let Zi Chen go, he will kill me first. As for refining demon energy, do you think it's possible?"

The middle-aged man had a sneer on his face.

Qing Yi said: "How is that impossible? He is Zi Chen. Didn't you also say that he is very powerful?"

"It seems that you are really simple, I am teasing you, can't you see it?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "It's been a long time, and the only ones who can talk here are you and me. While chatting with you, a silly girl, while watching Zi Chen, the invincible, die, wouldn't it be great?"

Qing Yi quickly stepped forward, she was very angry at the moment, she was talking to the other party in a serious manner, never thought that the other party was actually teasing herself.

The figure of the middle-aged man began to retreat, keeping a distance from Qingyi, "Girl, don't be angry, in fact, even if I am an idiot like you and listen to your words, I can't let Zichen go." come out."

He pointed to the sky and said: "Do you think I have the ability to make something like this? I am at best a spectator, or a witness to history. I will witness the death of Zichen and the arrival of the demons." !"

"Zi Chen won't die unless the Holy One comes!" Qing Yi said loudly.

The middle-aged man smiled again and said, "Why, are you angry now? Actually, there is one more thing I haven't told you, that is, the demonic energy contained in this large formation above the head is very terrifying. How terrifying is it? Well, it's like a saint coming in person!"

"Really, I'm not going to lie to you. It's not that the Holy One is comparable to the Holy One. Do you think Zichen will die or not?"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if Zi Chen's death sentence was announced in Qing Yi's heart, and Qing Yi instantly lost the mood to pursue.

She turned around and rushed towards the big formation.

Just as she approached, she was blown away by a powerful force.

Qing Yi didn't care, and continued to rush forward, while shouting loudly: "Zi Chen, resist quickly, resist quickly!"

*****

*****

Just as the middle-aged man expected, Zi Chen, who no longer resisted, indeed began to devour the devilish energy.

It was the only way he could get out of trouble.

As for the magic energy, it's not like he hasn't swallowed it before. The last time he swallowed the magic leech was an example.

But comparing the power of the magic leech with the current magic energy, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree, the two are not the same.

Zi Chen, who absorbed the magic energy, gradually lost his consciousness.

In his ears, the sound of Zen singing continued to sound, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

But the devouring still hasn't weakened, these seem to be instincts.

All these demonic qi entered Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness, and were swallowed by the ghostly soul-eating method, refined, and turned into his own power.

It's just that as the sound of hypnotic chanting continued to sound, Zichen's consciousness finally fell into a blank, without the control of instinct, the speed of the ghost's devouring method slowly slowed down.

More demon energy flowed into Zi Chen's body, and his physical body gradually began to demonize.

The blood and bones were also infused with devilish energy.

There was also demonic energy that entered Zichen's dantian along the meridian, and began to invade those ancient Leiyan power.

Even without Zi Chen's intentional control, this ancient thunder flame power is extremely terrifying, and the first wave of approaching demonic energy is wiped out one after another.

In Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness, that golden soul has also been surrounded.

It's like a pack of wolves surrounded a group of sleeping lions. Only one or two lions are awake and fighting with the pack of wolves, while the other lions have fallen into a deep sleep and cannot wake up.

The awakened lion is naturally the Ghost Soul Eater method that is running more and more slowly. If it goes on like this, it will eventually stop running.

At that time, Zi Chen's soul will be assimilated.

The Ancient Thunder Flame Power is a powerful force, but it also needs correct guidance. With more magic energy injected into it, in an unconscious state, it will eventually lose to the continuous flow of magic energy.

By that time, Zichen will be a demon.

And the middle-aged people will really become witnesses of the demons' invasion.

At this moment, a voice came from the outside, penetrated the heavy devil energy, and entered Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zi Chen, resist quickly!"

"Zi Chen, resist quickly!"

This voice is not loud, but it is very clear, as if resounding in the heart lake, even those voices of Zen singing cannot be suppressed.

There was a slight fluctuation in Zichen's golden soul power, and as more voices came in, this fluctuation became stronger.

Until the golden soul power boiled completely and became active.

Consciousness.

Zi Chen opened his eyes.

His vision penetrated the boundless demon energy, he saw beyond the formation, he saw Qingyi who kept rushing into the formation, his body was already bloody, but he was still trying to rush in.

Boundless anger emerged from the bottom of Zi Chen's heart.