Thunder Martial

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They brought a group of white people and surrounded the place on three levels inside and three outside.

Several of them have blue identities.

The waiter who led him in earlier and the two people he met outside the city were also in the crowd at this time.

Seeing Zi Chen walk out of the room, the two men immediately pointed at Zi Chen and shouted: "Sir, it's him, it's him who stole the spirit seed of the Spirit-Eating Flower!"

Siyue stood in the room, looking at Zi Chen's back.

In a daze, she remembered two thousand years ago.

Exactly the same scene.

At that time, the man faced the strong men of Fuling City, calmly responded, and calmly killed the city lord.

Today, this scene happened again.

"You're just a slave, how dare you steal something!"

A blue man walked out of the crowd and shouted at Zi Chen: "Why don't you get over here and kneel down to die?!"

Zi Chen glanced at the other person, "Who do you think you are?"

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

In this Fuling City, color represents status. This is deeply ingrained and no one has ever refuted it.

Yes, there has never been one.

A blue player can defeat a white player, and the other party will not dare to fight back.

But today, a blue one was underestimated by Wu Color.

"wanna die?"

This blue color is the leader I just saw at the city gate. He has half the blood of the Immortal Soul Clan. His eyes narrowed slightly and murderous intent surged, "Let him kneel in front of me!"

The other white guards shouted and started to rush forward.

Zi Chen mocked: "You were so loud, I thought you were going to come here in person."

The leader of the blue guards looked ugly and said: "A mere slave has no qualifications for me to take action myself!"

"Are you not qualified, or do you have no courage?"

Zi Chen looked disdainful, "It's just a small piece of magic with no fucking strength. What qualifications do you have to shout about it here?"

A cold light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, like a real sharp blade, flying out of his eyes and falling on the leader of the blue guards.

The opponent's vision went dark and he fell to his knees.

he died!

He died just after being looked at by Zi Chen.

There was an uproar all around, and the white guards who were rushing forward stopped one after another, with a bit of panic in their eyes.

They are already accustomed to using color to identify their identity. Have they ever seen such a person who does not follow the rules?

"Nu Ling, how dare you commit such an offence, kill me!"

At this moment, another blue voice came out indifferently.

Zi Chen noticed that the level of blue here was generally not high. There were five blues in the audience, and only one was immortal.

On the other hand, there are dozens of immortals inside the white one.

Zi Chen glanced around, as if a real sharp blade was cutting through them, and one blue person after another fell to the ground.

Regardless of whether it is a heavenly or immortal method, one can die at a glance.

The other white guards had never seen such a scene before. They were shaking with weapons in their hands and were scared to death.

This scene completely exceeded expectations.

In the distance, blue appeared again, but after seeing this, they didn't even dare to get close.

The sense of status and superiority that has been cultivated over the years has been broken today.

When someone comes who doesn't follow the rules, the shortcomings of the realm will be revealed.

"Find the city lord quickly!"

Someone yelled, and then the others reacted and shouted for help.

Three rays of light flew from a distance, and the first one wore a red breastplate, indicating that he was a fairy soul clan with pure blood.

The remaining two people are all blue, but the blue breastplates are particularly bright, which shows that the two are innate half-immortal souls, and have a higher status than the previous blue ones.

All three of them are in the realm of fairy spirits.

Two thousand years ago, there was only one fairy city lord in charge of Poria City. After he was killed by Tianhen, Chaplin took over as the new city lord. He was worried that something unexpected would happen again, so he brought two fairies with him.

Today, three fairies appeared at the same time, and the terrifying aura they released was terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Of course, no one can tell whether it is the aura of the three of them that is terrifying, or the color of their identities that is more terrifying.

In short, after the three people appeared, the place became dead silent, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.

When the city lord Chaplin arrived, he glanced at Zi Chen and frowned slightly.

Color represents status, this is an ironclad rule.

But once someone destroys it, you have to rely on realm.

And Champlin found that he couldn't see through the other person.

A mere slave spirit with a low status and almost no cultivation resources. How could I not see through him?

After the scene happened two thousand years ago, he had stricter supervision over the slave spirits within his jurisdiction.

It is impossible for such an existence to suddenly appear because conditions do not allow it.

"Slave spirit, declare your home!"

Champlin spoke indifferently and did not take direct action. In fact, this was the greatest respect for the slave spirit.

Of course, you can also see the fear in the other party's heart.

After all, he is the city lord, and he still has some brains, unlike the brainless blue before.

Zi Chen smiled slightly, "Who do you think you are, worthy of asking me my name?"

Outright contempt.

"Nu Ling, if you commit the following crime, it is already a capital crime. If you don't cooperate again, I will destroy all nine of your clans!" Chaplin suppressed his anger and said.

Zi Chen hooked his hand at the other party, "You act like a slave, and you act like you have a noble status, but you don't know that in my eyes, you are no different from an ant."

"Arrogant!"

Champlin no longer tolerated it, "Those who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, take him down for me!"

When the city lord gave the order, there should have been a response, but the white guards were stunned for a moment.

Let's take him down?

What a joke, this guy is dead at first glance.

One look will kill you.

"What are you still doing? Kill him!"

Champlin was furious that he dared to disobey his order. He decided to settle the score afterwards and had to kill a group of people to establish his prestige.

After all, there is not much else here, and there are countless slave souls.

The white guards came to their senses and then moved forward bravely.

"Um……?"

Zi Chen glanced at him again and his face turned cold.

The white guard who was caught by Zi Chen felt his legs weaken and fell to the ground.

Thousands of people fell.

But after they fell, they found that they were not dead, and each one of them secretly rejoiced that he was lucky enough to survive.

As everyone knows, Zi Chen didn't kill anyone at all, they were completely intimidated by him.

Champlin's heart became even more angry, "Trash, they are all a bunch of trash!"

Champlin rushed forward instantly, and at the same time, the other two followed suit.

Three people, coming from three directions, went straight to Zi Chen to kill him.

Feeling the breath of the three people, Zi Chen shook his head slightly.

Zi Chen stepped forward, calmly flew up, and then punched three times.

There were three roars in the sky and the earth, and Fuling City was shaken three times. The weak city walls collapsed in many places.

Among the three people, two half-immortal souls were directly beaten to death.

Champlin coughed up blood and flew backwards. He was originally angry, but now his eyes were full of shock.

Zi Chen's body swayed, and when he was in front of him, he punched him again.

Champlin shouted and opened the fairy space, but there was no time to resist. Zi Chen's fist hit hard like a heavy hammer. With a thud, Champlin crashed into a building.

There was a banging sound, and Zi Chen lifted Champlin out again, grabbing him with one hand and pounding him with the other fist.

Boom! Boom! …

Huge earthquakes sounded one after another, and countless ripples spread.

Except for the city walls that were knocked down from time to time, there was no other sound in the huge Fu Ling City.

City Lord Chaplin is here, a god-like existence.

The colorless here are slave spirits. Anyone with color can kill a slave spirit with just one word.

But today, a slave spirit grabbed the red city lord and beat him violently, and the red city lord was unable to fight back at all.

Doesn’t color represent noble status?

At this moment, everyone's hearts experienced a strong impact.

Each and every one of them seemed to be under a petrification spell, unable to move at all.

In front of Zi Chen, Chaplin had changed beyond recognition and was dying.

Zi Chen pulled off the opponent's badge, and the red light was very eye-catching.

He grabbed the badge and looked down at everyone below, "Who can tell me what the use of this crap is?"

No one spoke, their faith was under attack today.

Buzz!

Light surged, and the red breastplate turned into powder in Zi Chen's hands.

"You use this thing to represent your identity?"

Zi Chen smiled sarcastically, "If you don't have great strength, let alone giving you red, even if you become a god, it will be useless!"

He snapped his fingers, and all the blue badges in the entire Fuling City turned into powder and disappeared in the next moment.

"Look at them now, how are they different from you?"

The faces of those who had lost their identity badges changed drastically. Looking at the gazes from all around, they couldn't help but feel a little more fearful.

Then, Zi Chen snapped his fingers again, and all the white badges disappeared.

"What now?"

Everyone in this city has lost their color and become colorless people.

Everyone looked at each other again, and their eyes were different.

Because the identity is the same, the difference is their own realm.

At this moment, some people seemed to have understood Zi Chen's intention.

"Slave spirit?"

"It's a ridiculous title. No one is born a slave."

"You are the Spirit Clan! Many years ago, the Spirit Clan was an invincible and invincible ethnic group that even the gods feared. Even though today, the Spirit Clan is no longer what it used to be, the powerful talents of the Spirit Clan back then are still hidden in your blood. Among them!"

Zi Chen's voice spread throughout Fuling City, "Color can never represent identity. As long as you are strong enough, it doesn't matter even if you are colorless, you can still trample these people under your feet."

Zi Chen mentioned Champlin, "I have no color here, and he represents red. In your eyes, he is aloof and arrogant, but in my eyes, he is just a weak ant!"

As soon as the words fell, Zi Chen directly twisted Chaplin's neck, wiping out the opponent's vitality.

Zi Chen could end this battle quickly, but he chose this method to inspire the spirit clan.

Maybe this method is ridiculous, even a little childish, but Zi Chen wants to try it.

Even if only a few Eldar can be awakened, this will be beneficial.

Zi Chen left. Before leaving, he decomposed the fairy spaces of the three dead people, causing a rich fairy rain to fall in the area.

With the irrigation of the fairy rain, the overall strength of the spirit clan will be greatly improved in the future.

It is even possible that there will be fairy-level beings in the future.

The next scene happened in thirteen cities in succession.

The fairy rain irrigated thirteen places.