Thunder Martial

Zi Chen looked at the middle-aged man, not knowing what to say.

The middle-aged man looked at Zi Chen with emotion, and soon laughed again, "Although I don't know what happened back then, I'm still very happy to see you here again."

"It seems that no matter what era you are in, no matter what you become, this unwillingness to be lonely has never changed. If I expected it to be correct, this place should be the Demon Realm. How did you, a spirit race, come here? Can we live in harmony with the demons?"

Even if he is no longer a big shot in the past, the middle-aged people now can still see Zi Chen's true identity.

Originally, Zichen wanted to ask the other party a question, but he never thought that the other party would ask the question first.

Zi Chen truthfully told what happened and what he had seen and heard along the way.

The middle-aged man said: "The current situation of the Spirit Race has a lot to do with us. When we entered this place, the journey went very smoothly. We killed the Demon Race without their helmets and armor. Unexpectedly, in the final battle, the Demon Race Suddenly a strong man appeared in the family. He led a large group of saints and caught us off guard. That strong man from the demon tribe claimed to be a demon god. In his words, he had already played a big game of chess back then. , just waiting for us chess pieces to come in."

Just as the middle-aged man was talking, the aura on his body began to fade away. He shook his head and smiled, and said, "It seems that you can't reveal too much, or you will encounter the backlash of the rules. In my current state, I can't resist the backlash of the rules." ."

"It's very good that you were able to go all the way here. You even got the Eye of the Demon God. I believe that this is beyond the belief of all the demons. Even that arrogant guy back then would never have thought of it."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I'm looking forward to it. What will you receive in the future? If you really take away the things left by that guy, it will be fun. Unfortunately, I can't see it. I can only place hope on you."

"Time is limited. I will use the last of my spiritual power to save the technique. Don't be disgusted after seeing something. Once you practice this technique, it will not be weaker than your lightning control technique."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man pointed out a finger, and the fingertip landed on the center of Zi Chen's eyebrows. Countless patterns of light bloomed, turning into a spot of light on the center of his eyebrows, and submerged into Zi Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Sword of Thunder."

This is the technique left by the seniors. There are only these three words. It sounds a bit shabby. It is not a star and a half worse than the Lightning Control Technique. But since the seniors specifically explained it, Zi Chen took it to heart. Practice again.

When he reacted and prepared to say thanks,

The body of this senior has dissipated.

He disappeared, disappeared forever in the world, and there is no possibility of resurrection. Before disappearing, he left behind his spells, but he did not leave his name.

All the demons looked at Zi Chen in surprise. At the previous moment, they were all worried about Zi Chen. Fortunately, the other party's spells were a little special, and they changed their power in time, so they didn't die on the spot.

The countless rays of light gathered between his brows shocked the hearts of many people. Could it be the inheritance left by the Holy Spirit of the Spirit Race?

At this moment, I saw the magic light circulating around him again, and a huge repulsive force appeared.

Zi Chen flew upside down and coughed up blood after landing.

And in front, the withered bone that could block the half-step saint turned into dust and disappeared.

There was an uproar all around, and many strong demons had smiles on their faces. As for the eight-star Zi Chen, no one paid any attention.

After all, Zichen's realm is too low, if it is not a coincidence, he is not qualified to get the attention of many strong people if he has such a weak technique.

This is also what Zichen wanted to achieve, to make everyone feel that he was just lucky, and that the blood he vomited halfway was not in vain.

With no dead bones blocking the way, everyone walked towards the Demon God Temple ahead.

Zi Chen was still behind and did not rob other people. When the previous senior disappeared, he revealed that there was something left by the demon god inside, but he didn't say what it was.

No one paid any attention to Zichen anymore, because it was obvious that the other party was forcibly shaken away by force in the end, and it was doomed that it would be impossible to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Lord of the Spirit Race, and even if he could get it, it would be of no use to the Demon Race.

And no one regards it as a threat, because it is only a mere eight-star realm.

Entering the Demon God's Temple, there was no danger. Everyone walked into the Demon God's Temple as if they were taking a walk, or came to visit.

Zi Chen was the last one to come in, and just after he walked in, the door of the main hall at the back was closed by itself.

Zi Chen's expression changed slightly, and he looked around vigilantly, but nothing unusual appeared, and Zi Chen found that other people were at a loss just like him.

Outside, the teams that were still trying to move forward were pushed back by a powerful force after the Temple of Thunder was closed.

Just after they returned to their original place, all the demon creatures who were responsible for the examination and research of everyone disappeared.

At the same time, there is a light curtain between the sky and the earth, as if dividing the world into two, blocking everyone on this side.

Regarding the resources of the demon god, it has nothing to do with the people present.

Many people were disappointed and lamented again and again, because such an opportunity may only come once in this life.

Liu Chan doesn't care, he has received a lot this time, even if he can't be promoted to become a half-step saint after returning home, but at least in terms of power level, he will go further, maybe there is a great possibility to be promoted to become a royal family Power.

Right now, the only expectation in his heart is Zi Chen's side. As long as Zi Chen can destroy their plan this time, it will be a real great achievement.

*****

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When the door of the main hall was closed and everyone was vigilant, a huge picture scroll appeared above everyone's heads, and the picture scroll showed a messy battlefield.

On this battlefield, someone is fighting.

In other words, the Spirit Race and the Demon Race are fighting.

Those spirit races are all invaders, and their fighting power is very strong. Looking at the battlefield right now, they reckon that everyone is a saint.

With so many saints gathered together, the picture looks extraordinarily shocking.

It's just that the battle shown in the screen is not optimistic. One after another, the strong demons were killed, and the battle almost showed a one-sided situation.

"It's really despicable. We Demon Race fought with dignity, but those Spirit Races actually helped each other and colluded together."

A demon who couldn't understand the battle on the screen said dissatisfiedly.

A few people beside them nodded in agreement, cursing the shamelessness of the Spirit Race.

Zi Chen could see clearly that the spirit clan mentioned by the other party killed two demon saints by himself, and after being injured, a spirit clan came to heal his wounds.

Now in Zichen's cognition, the fighting power of the Demon Race is higher than that of the Spirit Race, not only in the Demon Realm, but also in the Holy Spirit Realm.

But looking at the current picture, it is not difficult for these spirits to kill two with one against the demons of the same level.

The picture continued, and the demons suffered heavy casualties, which made many people around them unbearable. After all, in their eyes, the spirit race has always been the lowest level of existence, but in this picture, the lowest spirit race actually put Their saints didn't have any temper, and one saint after another was killed.

Moreover, this picture scroll seems to be real, and sometimes the arrogant laughter and cursing of the Eldar can be heard.

"Die, devil bastard."

"Think you won't die if you hide in the nest? How dare you invade our spirit race with your little level?"

"Die! Weak little devil, you look so handsome and ugly when you run naked."

The demons who heard these voices began to curse, and some people shouted loudly, if you have the ability to appear now, you will definitely die without a whole body.

The clamoring crowd seemed to have forgotten that their advance was blocked by the dead bones that had died for countless years.

Even a dead bone can't match, how can it be the opponent of these living beings?

Many angry demons began to curse the owner of this picture scroll, did they bring out such a picture scroll to let them know how the ancestors were ashamed and weak in front of the spirit race?

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, "Spirit Race, since you have voluntarily stepped into my trap, then don't leave."

The moment this voice appeared, the air in the hall seemed to drop a lot.

Those demons who were still cursing before all shut their mouths and remained silent.

It was clearly the voice in the picture scroll, but it affected all the holy spirits now.

The expressions of those who have received the inheritance of the demon god have changed, including Zi Chen.

Because it was the voice of the Demon God, and I had heard it once before.

There is no trace of the demon god in the picture, but there are many demon sages, and after they appear, they are killing those spirits.

Their combat power may not be strong, but there are a lot of them, and they started to fight together, fighting one by one.

At this moment, the Spirit Race was suppressed by many Demon Races, and no Demon Race said that these people did not talk about one-on-one spirit.

Not surprisingly, one spirit race after another died.

At this moment, the voice of the demon god said again, "Not only do I want all of you to die here, but I also want to use the large formation here to refine your corpses and become the nourishment for the growth of my demon descendants."

"Fart your mother! Even if I dissipate in this world, I will definitely not be cheap to you bastards."

A huge spiritual beast made a human voice, he laughed loudly, "I have killed too many saints of you, death is enough."

Facing the siege, he was eventually defeated. This spirit beast died on the spot.

But his body still stood between the sky and the earth, never fell down.

Even if you die, you will still stand upright.

Chi!

A thunderous sword energy went towards the sky, as if to split the whole scroll into two.

Under the picture scroll, a high-spirited middle-aged man stood up with a sword in his hand.

He is the senior that Zi Chen met before, and he is also the leader of the spirit clan this time.

Standing in the sky, he said indifferently: "If you want to use any means, if you want my many spiritual masters to perfect your demons, I, Lei Yutian, will be the first to refuse."

A thunderous sword energy shot up into the sky, and the whole scroll began to shake.

ps: an update today.