Thunder Martial

The first Yanjing fell at Zichen's feet, and his vitality had disappeared.

Zi Chen ended the fight with only one punch.

Looking at the other people in the space ahead, Zi Chen said: "Are you planning to consume me back and forth? Sorry, that's impossible. Everyone who comes out has to fight me to the death. Either die here , or horizontally on the ground."

Left and right is a dead.

This is not arrogance, but self-confidence.

Absolute confidence!

This self-confidence seems to have infected the white-haired mouse, and it, which was still desperate before, also gained some confidence.

The cat, the dog, and the rooster all came over, and came to the side of the white-haired mouse. The four of them had no worries at all. Now that they came here, they had already declared a break with King Gedun's power.

Next, it depends on the arrangement of fate.

Zi Chen became the focus of attention again, but every battle he fought had to be divided into life and death.

Zi Chen looked very confident, and many people looked at the old man, wanting to see the bitter expression on the other side.

After all, the layout of a meditation had ignored Zi Chen's combat power, which was equivalent to sending his own family to Zi Chen to kill for nothing.

You must know that although these people are in the realm of speech here, no one can guarantee what realm they are outside.

Nine-star holy spirit?

Or a half-step saint?

In the space ahead, there was a gap that could accommodate others to pass through, and the second Yanjing stepped out.

He held a bamboo knife in his hand, which should be a weapon from the bamboo house.

He walked forward step by step, and the breath of Yanjing circulated, as if he wanted to put some pressure on Zichen.

Everyone looked at Zi Chen, he took the initiative to ask for a fight to delay the time, but right now the opponent is going to fight in rounds, there is plenty of time, everyone wants to see what choice Zi Chen will make.

If he continues to delay, it will be very detrimental to himself.

Regarding this question, Zi Chen is actually not entangled.

He stepped forward, approached, and punched out.

Yan Jing shouted loudly, and with the bamboo knife in his hand, a complete huge light array appeared from under his feet, with energy forming a protection in front of him.

The opponent's goal is very clear, which is defense.

Zi Chen's fist landed on the bamboo knife, and the bamboo knife snapped in response. The powerful force shook Yanjing back, and he stopped only when he hit a barrier.

The corner of Yan Jing's mouth was bleeding, and without wiping it off, he immediately dropped the broken soldier in his hand and fled to the side.

Since it is delaying time and consuming Zichen's strength, then it is necessary to ensure that he is alive to the greatest extent.

Even running around in this space can consume Zi Chen to a great extent.

Swish!

His eyes flashed, and Zi Chen had already arrived in front of him.

Zi Chen's speed made Yan Jing startled, and immediately retreated, continuing to hold up the defense.

Zi Chen's fist magnified in front of his eyes, and then a dull shock came out, Yan Jing felt that he was enveloped by a powerful force, and then lost consciousness.

This time Zi Chen used two punches.

Before he could catch his breath, the space continued to open a one-person passage, and the third Word Realm came out.

After the word scene appeared, there was no choice to escape,

Instead, he came to kill Zi Chen.

But just when Zichen mobilized his power, he actually chose to retreat...

Looking at Yan Jing who fell down and died, Zi Chen, who punched three times, felt a little dissatisfied.

There was silence all around, everyone was watching the battle, but their expressions were different.

The previously sad young man calmed down gradually, and stood in front of the old man and watched Zi Chen fight seriously.

He couldn't bear to watch one companion after another fall down and die.

During this period, he saw the old man several times, but he hesitated to speak.

"Look carefully, this is the strongest spirit race of our time." The old man looked at the battlefield, "He was the enemy of gods and demons back then, but he died for some reason. Stronger than ever."

"Well, how should I put it, maybe it's not that he has become stronger, but that the people of this generation have become weaker, and almost no one can compete with him. If he is allowed to grow, the consequences will be unimaginable, so he is also the goal of this time, we must Die!"

There was a cold light in the old man's eyes, "In this different world, everyone's strength is suppressed. This is a rare opportunity for us. After all, to kill a future enemy, sacrifice is inevitable, because today If you don’t sacrifice, more comrades will die at his hands in the future. Even the entire Protoss will be destroyed because of him!”

At this moment, the sixth language realm was killed by Zi Chen.

Unable to mobilize the rules, he killed six words with his own strength. Zi Chen didn't seem to have any consumption, but there were still thirty-two enemies, and the battle would continue.

"This time we are cooperating with the demons. When the demons come out, we will go out of the world, just to ensure nothing goes wrong!"

A smile appeared on the old man's old face, "If the plan can be successful, we will be able to flatten the Holy Spirit Realm after we leave the other world!"

The boy said: "But I don't understand. Is the god race we live in bad? Why go to the Holy Spirit Realm? The spiritual power there may not be as strong as our God Realm, and it may not be good for us."

"You, you are still too young to know the beauty of life." The old man's eyes suddenly flickered, and he said boldly: "Unifying the spirit world is the general trend!"

The young man shook his head, "I still don't agree with this point of view. Grandpa, why can't everyone live in peace? Haven't we already occupied enough area? Even if all the people from the God Realm are moved there, it should be enough, right?"

"Do you know Demon God?"

The old man didn't answer the question.

The young man nodded, "I heard from the elders that the strongest of the Demon Race was also said to be the strongest in that world."

Hearing this, the old man laughed and said: "There is a reason why the demons are the strongest, but the strongest in the world is just a myth. If he was the strongest in the current world, why was he still killed by the sage of the spirit race even though he was plotting against the spirit race? Ended up like that?"

The young man was puzzled, why did he talk about the Demon God?

"Whether it is the strongest of the gods or the strongest of the demons, they are all sealed by themselves, only limited to the two worlds of gods and demons, excluding the spirit world. Do you know why?"

The old man asked himself and answered, "Because the spirit world is a very special place, the origin of all things, only being the strongest in the spirit world is the real strongest! Why was Zi Chen targeted back then? In addition to being unable to deal with the devil, it is also because he is the one closest to the spirit god, and once he is really allowed to become the spirit god in the world and is recognized, there will be no two races of gods and demons in the world, and there will be no more gods and demons. The two worlds. Back then, Zichen hated the two races of gods and demons."

This is a secret, and it should be regarded as one of the few secrets in the world today. The young man was moved when he heard it, "Spirit God? I have never heard of this."

"That's because there are no spirit gods in the world. Even the deeds about spirit gods have long been lost in the long river of time. It is also because of this that the spirit race will have no desires and desires, and give up this unique gift for nothing. However, Zi Chen, who has been resurrected today, is heading towards the strongest path, so he must die! There are also the remnants of those who survived back then, they are all ancient saints, and their combat power is not bad. You have to die, so that the Three Realms can be peaceful!"

There was a rare madness in the eyes of the old man, "This other world is the best time to destroy them."

At this moment, the twenty-third Yanjing fell, killing twenty-three people in a row, Zi Chen's face gradually paled, and his strength was exhausted.

This feat is enough to shock people.

Unfortunately, there are still more than a dozen enemies waiting for Zichen.

Wang Xian'er looked at Su Mengyao next to her. After Zi Chen started fighting, Su Mengyao began to deduce.

This time the opponent's game is simple and straightforward, but everything in the world is not absolute, and variables often appear and disappear continuously.

Therefore, Su Mengyao wants to find out the vitality of everyone as much as possible during the time when Zichen is fighting.

Yiqian looked at her side's leader, not because she was curious about the identity of their ancient sages, but because of their expressions, hoping to see some clues.

The ancient sages who appeared last, watched Zi Chen's battle, not too worried, and seemed to have absolute confidence faintly.

It's just that right now, there is still no strong player from our own side.

Could it be that they have already come, just hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time?

Yiqian thought to herself.

There was an uproar, and the twenty-sixth Yanjing was killed.

Zichen was surrounded by corpses, his chest was rising and falling, and his exhaustion was gradually increasing.

With a pale face, he looked at the space in front of him, "There are still twelve more, please hurry up."

In the sky, there were six almost identical existences, looking down at the battlefield coldly, showing no change in expression for Zi Chen's continuous victories.

After ten punches, the twenty-seventh Yanjing fell down and died.

In the first battle, Zi Chen only used one punch to end the battle.

Even when killing Kuma, it only took seven punches.

Everyone could see that Zi Chen's combat power was declining.

The white-haired mouse asked worriedly: "There are eleven more, can Zichen persist?"

The magic ape said in a deep voice: "That's natural. You don't have to worry about Zichen here, but on your side, there are still friends who don't have the head, hurry up and call them together. When Zichen's battle is over, they may have to fight gone."

The white-haired mouse smiled bitterly, "Don't you look at what kind of us we are, where do we have any friends? Who wants to be friends with us? Usually the four of us hug each other to keep warm, but this time we stood with you with our heads up. Together."

The devil ape dissatisfied: "Aren't you mice? Hiding underground all day, didn't you cultivate a few more heads? It's about this time, don't hide, call them all out quickly, it's okay to support the scene. "

"Gedun is not just a king. His words can fully represent the rules here. There is only one clan of the First Realm, and no one can break this rule. It is easy to have a second First Realm. The first one dies in battle." After that, naturally there will be."

Saying it is tantamount to not saying it, and the demon ape is too lazy to talk to the other party.

With another ten punches, Zichen smashed the bamboo soldiers and killed Yanjing.

The next enemy, Zi Chen struggled gradually.

Eleven punches, twelve punches, and thirteen punches consume more and more power, and Zi Chen also suffered some damage during the constant fighting.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his viscera suffered a strong shock.

When the enemy still had the last three, Zi Chen started to cough up blood, obviously injured.

"This Zichen is really amazing, fortunately he is going to die."

Mo Zhengtian sneered coldly, with a slightly heavy heart, and he improved a lot.

The others were all looking ahead nervously, holding their breath at the moment.

Mo Yiyan grabbed Mo Yichan's clothes tightly, and unconsciously, she increased her strength.

She was also very nervous.

Now recalling the scene when she met Zi Chen that day, the smile on the other party's face was very sincere and kind. If she didn't know that he had killed many demons, she would have killed without blinking an eye. , Is it the legendary Zi Chen?

Mo Yichan didn't make any comments, and he was very nervous at this time. This round was not designed by him, and this round was already beyond his ability.

Not to mention the situation, even in this situation, one or two ancient sages cannot be changed.

"This time, how will you find your life?"

Mo Yi trembled in his heart, feeling very complicated.

Yanjing fell down one more, leaving the last two.

The door of space opened again, and the penultimate person came out. Like everyone else, he used the most powerful means after appearing.

Since he knew he was going to die, why didn't he leave some souvenirs on Zi Chen before he died.

Mo Yi's trembling eyes moved away from the battlefield, looked at the last person in the field, and thought to himself, "Could it be that he is the killer?"

Zi Chen is very strong, but now that he has been killed, his consumption has increased, and he is no longer strong.

Although the words sent by the protoss are not weak, there is no existence that is eye-catching.

It doesn't seem reasonable.

"Or, the purpose of the Protoss is to put Zichen at the end and kill them together with those leaders?"

"Perhaps, they really thought that Zi Chen could be killed in a wheel battle with thirty-eight words?"

Not only did Mo Yichan have guesses in his heart, but as the battle was coming to an end, more people were muttering in their hearts.

"See, if such a person does not die, do you think the Protoss will have a future?"

The old man said indifferently: "If he becomes the Holy One, how many people will we send to encircle him in the future?"

The boy nodded, seeming to understand.

At this time, the thirty-seventh word realm fell down, and there was the last one left.

"You are strong, beyond our expectations, but you are still going to die today!"

In the last word that came out, he stabbed Zi Chen with a sword...

The powerful breath surged, and the formed air wave blew the surrounding corpses into the corner of the space.

The bamboo soldier in Yan Jing's hand broke, and Zi Chen's shoulder armor had a bloody hole.

There was no stalemate, no entanglement, and the battle was won or lost in an instant.

The last Yanjing died, but Zi Chen was still alive.

The two spaces still exist and have not yet collapsed. Zi Chen looked up at the six space controllers in the air, "It's up to you next."

The six people moved, not fleeing, but sealing.

The two spaces begin to merge and become one complete space.

In this space, besides Zi Chen, there is another person.

It's that boy.

ps: two in one. (to be continued)