Thunder Martial

Latest website: There was a deafening explosion ahead, and the scattered sound waves not only made people deaf, but also made their souls tremble.

It seemed like a stick had penetrated into the depths of my mind and started stirring violently.

Some low-level beings were kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands, shouting in pain, and blood flowing out of their seven orifices.

The formation flag blocking Zi Chen in front had already been destroyed.

There are some strong people who are not affected, but their expressions are even more exaggerated than those who are bleeding from all their orifices.

Because this scene was just an energy shock wave, and it was a shock wave that spread thousands of feet away.

But even so, the formation flag ban was still broken, and so many people were bleeding from their orifices.

If you are in the middle of the field, who can stop you?

They were shaking their heads, not to mention the eighth level of immortality, not even the ninth level of immortality, or even the half-fairy spirit, could not stop him.

Facing this blow, there is only one way to die.

They even speculated that even a fairy would die immediately.

What about Zi Chen who faced this attack?

He only has the eighth level of immortality.

Everyone looked ahead, where thick smoke was billowing, forming a tornado that was raging everywhere, making cold and harsh sounds.

At this moment, the energy in front is in riot, and no one dares to use their soul power to explore the situation.

At the moment, there is only waiting.

Waiting for the smoke to clear.

The smoke and dust flying in the sky finally dissipated, and everyone looked forward.

After seeing the scene clearly, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The originally plain land turned into huge ravines one after another, as if an earth dragon was flowing through them, rugged and ferocious.

Countless residual energies surged from it, sometimes carrying blade wind and flying dust.

Those huge ravines are shocking.

And at the end of the ravine, in the center, a person was lying there, motionless.

It's Zi Chen.

I don't know if he is alive or dead.

It was quiet all around, not even breathing could be heard.

Everyone's energy is focused on the front, on Zi Chen.

The bright red blood had stained the ground beneath him and flowed into the ravine.

Quiet.

Deadly quiet!

Until a weak cough sounded.

From the front.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Amidst the light coughing, the man moved.

The originally quiet surroundings immediately erupted into an uproar.

Everyone screamed like crazy.

not dead!

Zi Chen is not dead!

Everyone in the Immortal Soul Clan's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Zi Chen is still alive?

How can life be so tenacious?

In front of him, Zi Chen stood up unsteadily. He was covered in blood, as if he had just stepped out of a sea of ​​blood.

His immortal golden body is known as the strongest physical body in the world, but at that moment, most of the bones in his body were almost shattered.

In addition to the physical injuries, the soul also suffered heavy injuries. At this moment, the entire sea of ​​souls became very chaotic, and the soul was weak but violent.

Although he is not dead, he is not far away from death. It is obviously impossible to expect such a broken body to get out from here.

So many people from the Immortal Soul Clan came here just to prevent this kind of accident from happening.

Zi Chen tried hard to straighten his body. He looked up at the sky and shouted: "Let's do it again!"

He made a provocative gesture with difficulty.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming was shocked and angry. He never expected that Zi Chen could survive in this situation.

Moreover, the other party also made a provocative move towards the sin list.

Unfortunately, he could no longer mobilize the power of the Sin List.

"Come again!"

Zi Chen shouted again.

"The power of the Sin List has been exhausted. It is regenerating its power at this moment. If it is used again next time, it will be five hundred years later."

A voice sounded from the crowd.

Zi Chen, who had no confidence at first, his eyes lit up again when he heard the explanation of this voice.

He guessed correctly.

The power of the Sin List can no longer be used, so does he have a chance to survive today?

As long as you give him a little time, he can regain his fighting power.

"so what?"

The old man from before snorted coldly, "Even if the power of the Sin List cannot be used, he, a heinous guy, still has no chance of living today!"

The old man turned to look at Xianhun Qi Ming. He had retreated to the edge before and was now far away from Zi Chen.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming nodded knowingly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "Zi Chen, I will deal with you today!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and moved forward.

The immortal soul is fascinated by Tianbu.

Even though Zi Chen was dying, he was not careless and used all his strength when he showed full speed.

"Go to hell!"

When he was still thousands of feet away from Zi Chen, Immortal Soul Qi Ming launched an attack.

The spirit-cutting sword turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Zi Chen.

Clear sword marks were drawn between heaven and earth.

Many people closed their eyes, and some couldn't bear to look directly.

Zi Chen is a genius and very strong, but unfortunately he met the unreasonable Immortal Soul Clan and had to put him to death.

If the sin list's plan doesn't work, then continue taking action.

According to Zi Chen's current state, it is indeed difficult to survive this time.

Seeing that Zi Chen was about to be beheaded by a sword, a ding sound suddenly sounded.

The spirit-slaying sword was blocked by a knife.

It was an ordinary-looking knife, without any special lines on it. The blade was blunt and had no sharp edge, so it looked ordinary.

It was this mediocre sword that blocked Immortal Soul Qi Ming's spirit-slaying sword.

The Immortal Soul Clan's Spirit-Slaying Sword was specially designed to kill the Spirit Clan, but it was easily blocked at the moment, which made everyone startled.

"die!"

Immortal Soul Qi Ming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He had already lost a lot of face today. Now facing the dying Zi Chen, if he couldn't kill him anymore, it would really become a joke.

Buzz!

The spirit-slaying sword trembled, emitted a misty light, turned into hundreds of sword lights, and continued to move forward.

Once these attacks fall, Zi Chen will be beaten into a sieve.

"I'll close your shop first, Amitabha."

A Buddha chant sounded, and a bright light appeared in front of Zi Chen.

A giant Buddha suddenly appeared. It was more than a hundred feet tall. Its whole body was surrounded by Buddha light, and its golden light illuminated the earth.

The arriving spirit-slaying sword pierced into the body of the Buddha, and the sound of popping continued to sound.

But these spirit-slaying swords were like mud cows entering the sea. They disappeared into the body of the Buddha and became silent.

Such a scene made everyone's expressions change again.

Zi Chen was completely stunned and could hardly believe his eyes.

All the spirit-slaying swords entered the body of the Buddha, and the tall body of the Buddha began to shrink, and finally turned into the size of an ordinary person.

This was a bald man wearing a cassock. He had a fat head and big ears, but he gave people a look of happiness. The moment he appeared, everyone felt that there was a peaceful atmosphere in the place.

"You...who are you?"

Immortal Soul Qi Ming looked at the bald monk in shock. Apart from Zi Chen, he was the second person to block his spirit-cutting sword.

Seeing this familiar figure, Zi Chen was also shocked.

The bald monk glanced at Xianhun Qi Ming, glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth, and ignored him.

He turned around and looked at the shocked Zi Chen, "Stop talking, today is Buddha's home court."

He turned around again and looked around, with a touch of fanaticism in his eyes, "This scene is quite good. It's not in vain that Buddha gave up an opportunity to enter the fairy world."

His eyes were locked on Immortal Soul Qi Ming, "You are the weakest, come here and die first!"

"Fart! You bald man, I want you to die!"

Immortal Soul Qi Ming was furious. After all, he was also a powerful Immortal Soul Clan with a very high status, but today he was underestimated again and again.

"Go to hell!"

A sword flew out and then turned into sword light that filled the sky.

It is also a terrifying spirit-slaying sword.

In the past, when this sword was drawn, it meant the end of the battle.

But today, he met the monk.

Who is a monk?

He is good and evil.

Seeing the sword light filling the sky, the monk clasped his hands together, and the precious light radiated from his body, like a Buddha reciting a solemn Buddha's name.

"I have Buddha in my heart."

When he released his hands, his breath exploded instantly, no longer as gentle as before, and became extremely violent.

He held the knife in front of him.

"I am the Buddha with mercy."

With one slash, the entire world seemed to be split into two.

The sword shadows all over the sky disappeared instantly under this sword.

Such a scene surprised everyone.

The same is true for Zi Chen, because the monk's aura has been fully revealed, which is one level higher than him.

The ninth level of immortality.

You must know that in the past, the speed of cultivation was far behind the monks.

But this time, he was overtaken.

"Heaven and earth have rules, and Buddhism has precepts. Donor, you have violated the precepts."

The monk extinguished the sword light with one strike, and then slashed out with the second strike.

"Buddha said we must be kind."

The light of the sword cut through the sky and came to the front of Immortal Soul Qi Ming in an instant. The light of the sword, which was not sharp, directly broke through Immortal Soul Qi Ming's defense, leaving a slanting knife mark on his body and blood gushing out.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming's chest was almost split in two.

Immortal Soul Qi Ming looked horrified, turned around and ran away without caring about anything else.

Seeing the escaping immortal souls, the monk put down his sword and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and let you become a Buddha."

Buzz!

The sword trembled slightly, then flew out on its own, slashing towards the immortal soul Qi Ming.

puff!

Cut off at the waist.

Seeing his lower body fall to the ground, Immortal Soul Qi Ming screamed in fright.

As for the others, their eyes almost popped out of their heads. Is this bald man too aggressive?

Just a few strokes to destroy the immortal soul Qi Ming?

"Kill them!"

At this moment, the old voice sounded again.

The other Immortal Soul Clan finally came to their senses, and then all moved forward to kill.

Seeing a dozen people rushing toward him, the monk's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer looked as arrogant as before, "You guys are so shameless, do you dare to go one on one?"

Zi Chen's full confidence collapsed instantly.

It seems that it is still a failure.

Just when he was about to call the monk to escape, the sky suddenly shook, and then a long black stick, like a pillar of strength, fell vertically from the sky.

boom!

The terrifying aura surged, as if a great evil had awakened and a black ape fell from the sky.

His eyes were red, and he seemed to be able to see through all illusions. His gaze swept across the entire place, making people feel frightened.

The Immortal Soul Clan that was charging forward immediately stopped.

Uh-huh!

At this moment, an Immortal Soul Clan appeared behind Zi Chen. A cold smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he killed Zi Chen who was very close at hand.

But what was waiting for him was a thorn.

The long thorn shone with a faint light and stabbed into the palm of the sneak-attacking Immortal Soul Clan with a chirping sound.

The long thorn was held in the hand of a man in black, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

This kind of cold is not a world of ice and snow, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

With a bone-deep desire to die.