Thunder Martial

Zichen was surrounded by a group of half-step saints, and everyone was murderous.

After all, they didn't get anything when they came here, but the other party, an eight-star Holy Spirit, actually got the Demon God Scroll.

They were naturally unbalanced in their hearts, but Zi Chen was calmly coping and looked at everyone.

Faced with such a situation, Zi Chen should be nervous.

But no, he was calm.

He looked at everyone calmly.

"Knowing that you will die without a doubt, is this accepting your fate?" a half-step sage said disdainfully.

Zi Chen smiled slightly, and said: "It's to see which one of you is more vulnerable to beating, so I'm hesitating who to attack first."

The half-step sage said coldly: "Things that don't know how to live or die are dying, how dare you speak so brazenly!"

Zi Chen looked at the other party and said: "From this point of view, you are the one who deserves the most beating, so let's start with you."

"you wanna die!"

Before Zi Chen could make a move, the half-step sage was enraged and went towards Zi Chen.

The others didn't move, just watched quietly, someone's expression was changing, as if guessing how much of Zichen's words were true or false.

The next moment, Zi Chen waved his hand, and the Demon God scroll opened from his hand, like a picture of mountains and rivers unfolded, or a world.

After the picture scroll was unfolded, all the saints of the spirit race were trapped in it. If Lei Yutian hadn't broken the picture scroll with a sword and implanted the spiritual core in it, then the demon god would have refined everyone.

After many years, the picture scroll unfolded again, but the difference from last time was that this time it was the Spirit Race who controlled the picture scroll, trapping all the demons in it.

The Demon God laughed. He was very satisfied with the performance of this young man, Mo Chen. He deliberately made such a trick earlier, and wanted to force Mo Chen once, but he didn't expect the other party to be so upbeat and quickly grasped the scroll.

After everyone was included in the picture scroll, the postures of the people did not change, and Zi Chen was still surrounded.

The half-step sage who was about to strike earlier stopped with a vigilant expression.

"Is this the picture scroll of the demon god?" A half-step saint said in surprise.

Zi Chen looked at the other party, and jokingly said: "What else?"

The face of the half-step saint turned gloomy.

In the distance were the nine-star holy spirits. When Zi Chen opened the scroll, he brought them in, and none of them were left behind.

Zi Chen said: "I have told you before that there is a chance in the sky, but all of you are like idiots, you don't believe it, what about now?"

Several half-step sages looked at each other, wondering if it was because of Zi Chen's sudden harsh tone that they didn't dare to act rashly.

Zi Chen's eyes swept across the faces of those half-step saints who had obtained the inheritance of the demon god, and continued: "You idiots can get the inheritance of the Lord Demon God, how can I not get it?"

Zi Chen pointed to his eyes and said, "Did you see it? The eyes of the demon god? My eyes can see through the illusion and see the real thing. The previous chance does exist, and it is the most powerful soul thought of the old man, the demon god." Inheritance, but you idiots didn't believe it, and thought I was playing with you? Do you believe it now? Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Now, tell me, who's going to come for the beating first?"

Now Zi Chen, no matter how powerful he is, at least his tone is countless times louder.

All the people present were half-step saints, the first person below the real devil, but now, he was being taught by a mere eight-star holy spirit.

Everyone looked at each other again, and decided not to wait any longer, but to act first.

In an instant, all the half-step saints passed the exchange of soul thoughts and killed Zi Chen.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, "I admit that you are very strong outside, but in this picture scroll of the demon god, you are all worms in my eyes."

After the voice fell, Zi Chen snapped his fingers.

In the picture scroll, the rules are surging, and the powerful coercion descends.

Those half-step saints rushing forward, with the powerful aura surging around them, instantly became weak.

The whole area.

All the half-step saints have become the realm of nine stars.

And those nine-star holy spirits in the distance have become eight-star.

The light flowing around Zi Chen's body is above the picture scroll, which belongs to the power of blessing.

"how?"

Zi Chen looked at the shocked sages, "You don't want a good chance, but you have to come to me for a beating, why bother?"

"So what about the nine stars, I'll kill you, the eight stars!"

Facing the current situation, these half-step saints who were full of arrogance in the outside world chose to join forces without hesitation.

"You really are shameless!"

Zi Chen sneered, and instead of retreating, he was advancing. He had no confidence in his heart against the upper half of the Holy Lord, but since he was fighting against Nine Stars, let alone a dozen, even if there were more of them, he could deal with them.

He punched a fallen Jiuxing, and the opponent flew backwards without any accident.

The next moment, Zi Chen's figure flashed, avoiding many attacks, and came to the opponent's approach.

The hand raised the knife and fell, the magic light flickered.

A line of blood was drawn in the air, and the fallen half-step saint stepped back.

not dead.

There was a hint of surprise in Zi Chen's eyes. Even if the other party fell to a lower level, he was still half a step away from the consciousness of the Holy One and his physical body of that strength.

The Demon God said: "Your weapons are of poor quality and your speed is not fast, otherwise even if you didn't die before, you would have been seriously injured."

No one else could hear this voice, only Zi Chen could hear it.

Zi Chen responded helplessly: "Master Demon God, I am just an ordinary demon, and I have no family power behind me, and I have to worry about other people's calculations all day long. Where can I get good weapons? That is, in such a place with few people, Only then can I fight so recklessly, if it is outside, even if I can kill everyone, but I can only be a good person with my tail between my legs, maybe I have to smile with them when I meet them."

When Zi Chen said this, the Demon God could understand very well that combat power was indeed crucial, but family power was even more essential, because that was the root of growth.

Zi Chen had a good weapon on him, but he didn't dare to take it out, because once the demon god noticed it, it would be troublesome.

In this case, although Zi Chen's combat power was still very strong, he did not forcefully suppress it, especially after these half-step saints were all cautious, it was almost difficult to injure one of them.

If this situation continues, in their view, Zi Chen is still the one who suffers.

But these half-step sages obviously didn't want to wait any longer, so one of them shouted impatiently: "What are you all doing there, come and join us."

Those who were present were either nine-star holy spirits or half-step saints, and now they wanted to jointly deal with a mere eight-star, but they didn't feel ashamed at all.

The next moment, those fallen eight-star holy spirits flew towards this side.

Seeing this scene, Zi Chen felt a little helpless, so he could only use some hole cards a little bit.

Then, the ghost appeared.