Thunder Martial

Everyone is desperate, this is simply a battle that cannot be won.

Lord Han Jun was disappointed.

If these people were not added, his people might still be able to hold on for a while, but the people he recruited had no courage at all. As they were defeated and fled, his not so many elite soldiers were taken away by the flow of people. Lost strength.

Everyone can see that the situation is over.

Han Jun is also going to open the Zunyu and let other people leave. They can't really let them all die here.

He sighed, "The spirit race has no chance of turning over."

Just then, a voice sounded.

Then, a dharma boat came like lightning.

Previously, Han Jun was too focused on watching the battlefield and didn't notice this. When he found out, Fazhou had already arrived on the battlefield.

This is not only a dharma boat, but also the best among dharma boats, even he can't refine it.

Those who ran away also noticed this scene, and seemed to forget to run away for a while, and raised their heads one after another.

Those demons who had been killing for a long time encountered this situation for the first time, so they stopped chasing and looked up.

"Everyone retreats into the respected domain!"

The voice sounded again, and then the portal of the Fazhou opened, and rays of light fell from above and gathered below.

The leader, wearing a black battle robe, stood in the void, hunting in the battle robe.

The man had a handsome face and a cold expression. Even if he stood there without releasing his breath, he was still the focus of attention.

Of course, the main reason is that he is too famous, and almost everyone in the spirit world knows him.

Purple Chen.

Zi Chen of the Holy Thunder Clan!

Unexpectedly, the other party came at this time.

Behind Zi Chen, there are digital beings standing, and they are surrounded by lightning, indicating their identity as the Holy Thunder Clan.

"It's Zi Chen!"

"It's the Holy Thunder Clan,

They actually came! "

"The Holy Thunder Clan is here to save us!"

"We are saved, we are saved! The Holy Thunder Clan is here to save us!"

Cheers sounded from behind.

"These turtles are finally willing to come out."

Jiuxing Holy Spirit cursed with a smile, his eyes became moist, obviously moved.

Standing behind Han Jun, he saw farther than others, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was a bitter smile, "It seems that it is Zi Chen's personal behavior."

Because among the people who came, not all of them were from the Holy Thunder Clan, and even more than half of them were not members of the Holy Thunder Clan.

Others may not know what it means for Zi Chen to appear with people other than the Saint Thunder Clan, but he, the Saint, knows it all too well.

If it was the order of the Holy Thunder Clan, Zichen would not need outsiders this time, not to mention bringing 10,000 troops, even a million troops.

"who are you?"

Morse looked at Zichen, and even though he recognized him, he still asked this question because he was nervous.

Zi Chen waved his hand and said indifferently: "Diffuse, surround, leave no one behind!"

The words are concise and the meaning is clear.

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Morse yelled angrily, and the magic power around him was surging. He couldn't see Zi Chen's movements clearly, but subconsciously felt that Zi Chen would definitely attack him.

As the saying goes, capture the thief first and capture the king first!

His reaction was fast, but in front of Zi Chen, it was too slow.

Not to mention that he is just an eight-star holy spirit, even a nine-star holy spirit can't block Zi Chen's blow.

There was a loud bang.

Powerful ripples spread out.

Zi Chen stood at the place where Morse had been standing, and Morse himself flew upside down. The defense he had propped up collapsed in an instant, and a powerful and unparalleled force entered his body, annihilating him. his vitality.

With his body flying upside down, he fixed his eyes on Zi Chen, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Consciousness dissipated.

Just such a collision, a deputy commander died.

Zi Chen stood among the crowd of demons, at first glance, he seemed to be surrounded by a crowd of demons.

But the next moment, seeing these demons scattered suddenly, they didn't dare to approach Zi Chen at all.

"kill!"

A cold voice sounded, hundreds of holy symbols appeared above the void, the light of the holy symbols bloomed, and a powerful aura surged.

The holy talisman masters brought by Ren Zheng were the first to attack.

In the Saint Thunder Clan, their status is comparable to that of core disciples, and each of them is a treasure. Now they are attacking together, and the momentum is mighty.

"die!"

Luo Qishui stepped forward, and the long sword on his back flew out by itself and fell into his hand.

He who is already a nine-star holy spirit cuts out with a single sword.

A ray of sword light moved forward, skimming over the bodies of several demons in front, including an eight-star, whose bodies were all separated from it.

After a sword strike, Luo Qishui moved forward and rushed into the demon clan.

Glaris waved her hand lightly. Instead of attacking, she retreated to the rear. At the same time, some of the people she brought vacated and some retreated. They all recorded military exploits and did not participate in the battle.

Pei Wenyao led people forward to kill, the team was like an open pocket, trying to swallow these demons.

As for the casual cultivators who were recruited, they roared and rushed forward. They seemed disorganized, but fortunately, Zi Chen's orders to encircle were being carried out.

Those spirit races in the rear were all dumbfounded. The powerful leader was killed in an instant, and the situation changed too quickly.

"kill!"

Those private troops trained by Han Jun were not slow to respond. They were not weak in combat power and rushed forward.

As for the others, they just watched in place, they were really scared of being killed before.

Because there is no leader in the Demon Race, people's hearts are fluctuating, and some people even have the idea of ​​​​retiring.

"Kill, kill these spirit races, their combat power is simply..."

An eight-star demon wanted to boost morale, but before he could finish speaking, he was beheaded by a beam of sword light.

It's Roach water.

Luo Qishui, who owns that sword, has the same fighting power as those core disciples, even with this natal sword, his fighting power is even stronger.

Following Zi Chen this time, his purpose is very simple, to repay his kindness.

After the sword strike, Luo Qishui stood in place, releasing his soul power.

He is perceiving the existence of high realms and wants to kill them one by one.

As for Zi Chen, there was nothing to do.

The demon elite in the eyes of everyone is really nothing in his eyes.

The moment he brought people to appear, it also heralded the defeat of these demons, not to mention that Zichen also brought hundreds of holy talisman masters.

"Kill, kill these bastards!"

The battle situation soon came to the time of beating the dogs in the water, and the hundreds of thousands of people in the rear rushed forward without hesitation after seeing this scene.

The previous defeat made them very ashamed. Now that they have a chance to take revenge, they can't wait to bite these demons to death.

It's just that these people found that after the death of the demons, their heads were often cut off, which made them very puzzled.

But if they follow suit, they follow suit.

In the end, even Han Jun's private army began to harvest heads.

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