Thunder Martial

The thunder light in front of him dissipated, and the half-step saint looked down at his chest. Under the broken robe, there was a cold metal light shining.

That was the armor he was wearing inside, and it was made by him with countless painstaking efforts back then, and the quality was very high.

He never thought that he couldn't even block Zi Chen's sword.

The passing of life made him feel the long-lost death.

He has long forgotten this feeling, and no one has been able to threaten his life for many years, dating back to the time when he was very weak.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and even gave birth to fear in his heart.

Glancing at the ancient demon-refining jade that was close at hand, Banbu Shengzun left decisively.

If you don't go, you will die.

Zi Chen walked out from the place covered by the picture scroll, looked at the half-step saint who turned into a stream of light and went away, and said, "Why are you doing this?"

The existence of the ancient demon-refining jade indeed threatened the demons, but all the magic power in this place has disappeared, and the barrier between heaven and earth has returned to normal. Neither he nor the ancient demon-refining jade will stay here any longer.

Because it is impossible for the demons to open a passage here out of thin air, if they had such ability, they would have come in long ago.

There is no need for the half-step saint to reveal his identity because of this, and it may even implicate his family.

People in the spirit world have always maintained a zero-tolerance attitude towards the demon race.

For example, the Cui family, which disappeared thousands of years ago, is the best example. At that time, no force sang against it, and no moral sage stood up and accused not all people deserved to die, and some should not be killed.

As for the next thing, it's not for Zi Chen to worry about it, so someone will follow.

The half-step sage wanted to leave, but he couldn't stop him.

The light on the picture scroll faded away and returned to Zi Chen's side, Zi Chen sighed for this, if the soul power had not evolved towards the purple soul, with the bonus of the Demon God picture scroll, it would be quite difficult for the other party to leave .

Now it is a picture scroll, and after a while, the Demon God's Eye will not be able to use it.

By that time, Zi Chen should be regarded as a true Spirit Race.

Right now he is concerned about his own strength,

With a deeper understanding.

Not a half-step saint, better than a half-step saint.

Taking a look around, Zi Chen still decided to stay and wait, just like fishing, the wisher takes the bait.

Perhaps, there are always unbelievers.

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*****

The protoss channel has stepped up its guard and dispatched one strong man after another.

No one knows whether there is an ancient jade for refining gods in the world, but in order to prevent the incident of the demons from happening again, they need to make preparations in advance.

The most important thing is that they are worried that Zi Chen will kill him.

The situation on the side of the Protoss is the same as that of the Demon Race. The Holy One cannot come, not even the half-step Holy One.

Zi Chen waited in secret for another month, during which time no suspicious person was found, it seemed that there was no one to wait for.

He took away the ancient demon-refining jade, then used his spirit core, and came to the area occupied by the gods.

The Protoss is still very active, but the Spirit Clan has already formed a large scale, and the battle casualties on both sides are not small.

On a battlefield, Zi Chen suddenly appeared, swooped down, and easily took the life of a god leader.

Seeing Zi Chen's sudden appearance, panic appeared on the Protoss side, while morale on the Spirit Race side surged and cheers erupted.

Unsurprisingly, the Protoss suffered a disastrous defeat in this battle, and it was their biggest loss. Those high-level existences were slaughtered by Zichen.

The Protoss had never suffered such a heavy loss since the start of the war, and their morale dropped to the extreme for a while.

It was even proposed to leave at this time.

But it is obviously impossible, Zichen has only one person, and the army of the gods exceeds one million, how could it be possible to leave because of Zichen?

At the end of the battle, the leader of the Lingzu wanted to find Zichen to thank him, but found that Zichen had disappeared.

At this time, Zi Chen stood in the void, Chong Hao was beside him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Zi Chen, I, Chong Hao, am an ancient saint after all, can you respect me? It's your family's thug, you can hit whoever you want?"

The reason for Chong Hao's dissatisfaction was Zi Chen's previous proposal to let him go to the camp of the Protoss and break down the passage between the two worlds, making those Protoss also homeless.

Zi Chen said calmly: "In this critical moment, as the Holy Spirit of the Spirit Race, are you guilty of saying these words?"

Chong Hao said lightly: "Of course I'm not guilty, and I don't owe this world anything."

Zi Chen said: "That's too boring, you are idle if you are idle, and walking with me won't delay you for long."

Chong Hao said: "Are you taking a trip? Are you going to work hard?"

"Even if it's desperate, you don't need to desperately, and, don't you think it's a good time for us to make a move?"

Zi Chen said: "Nowadays, the sages from the gods and demons have not come here. Once they arrive, we will not have such an opportunity. Perhaps, this is our only chance to defeat them. Wait for the next catastrophe to come." , where is there such a chance of victory?"

Zi Chen looked down, looked at the crowd who were still cleaning the battlefield, and said: "They use us to train soldiers, then we will make it impossible for them to go back. It just so happens that these people die, and the next war breaks out. Our side But all of them are elites left behind after the war.”

Chong Hao looked at Zi Chen, and suddenly asked: "Do you think you can change the current situation?"

Zi Chen said: "Maybe it can't be changed, but if you can do something within your power to make the world a better place, why not do it?"

Chong Hao nodded and didn't say anything more, obviously silence can be regarded as tacit consent.

Zi Chen said again: "My picture scroll is no longer usable, so it's dangerous to go this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of it alone, please call some more helpers."

Zi Chen has the heart to help the spirit world do more things, but if he dies because of this, he is not willing, at least not right now.

To go to one is to go, to go to two is naturally to go, and the same is true for three and four.

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*****

Zi Chen came outside the camp of the Protoss, this time he appeared suddenly, and he was still alone.

The news just came from the front line, and Zi Chen rushed in suddenly, causing a lot of casualties on their side. Unexpectedly, Zi Chen would come here the next moment.

This made the protoss in the camp very nervous, because Zi Chen, who used to rely on his own strength, closed the passage of the demons. Is it going to repeat the old trick now?

In other words, Zichen really has the ancient jade of refining gods?

"Kill, don't let him in!"

An indifferent voice sounded from the depths, and the protoss who were retreating stopped their steps one by one.

The next moment, they rushed towards Zi Chen.