Thunder Martial

Latest website: Color represents identity. This concept is deeply ingrained and it is not easy to break it.

Unless you face death, you will remember it forever.

Along the way, Zi Chen saw all kinds of oppression caused by monks from the upper world to the spirit tribe, and almost did not regard the spirit tribe as human beings.

Among them, I have seen many plants similar to the spirit-eating flower, and they are all fed with the life of the spirit race.

So he took action thirteen times and killed thirteen city lords.

The commotion caused was much greater than that of Tianhen back then.

The portrait of Tianhen that had been hanging outside Fuling City for two thousand years had disappeared and was replaced by a brand new portrait.

The portrait looks like Zi Chen.

Name unknown.

As the leader of Lingzhi Building, Siyue's room was large and spacious, but it seemed very crowded at this time, with more than a dozen people standing here.

Siyue knelt in front of these people.

On the stairs outside the room, other people in Lingzhi Building were kneeling in darkness.

The breath of more than a dozen people was suppressed, but it was still breathless.

The entire Lingzhi Building was enveloped in a depressing atmosphere.

"My lord, everything I said is true and I dare not lie in the slightest."

Siyue knelt down deeply, no one said anything and did not dare to raise her head.

In front of a dozen people, stood a middle-aged man with a stern face, "So, you don't know each other, and it's just a coincidence that he came here?"

"Yes, sir!" Siluyue's voice trembled, "I don't even know his name."

People outside didn't even dare to breathe, but if Fan Siyue didn't answer well, I'm afraid everyone here would be buried with him.

Looking away from Si Yue Miaoman's body, the middle-aged man said: "No one knows his origin, but he is ridiculously strong when he appears. Could it be that he came from outside the sky?"

Everyone on the side was silent, but their eyes were cold.

From the beginning of the establishment of the Kaima Territory, except for the time two thousand years ago, there had never been such a large number of casualties.

In addition to the thirteen city lords, many blue elites were also killed.

This is a great shame for the entire Keima territory.

"He doesn't know anything about this place. Maybe it's something from outside."

The middle-aged man murmured, "First there was a sky mark, and now there is another one. Is there a gap in our world?"

The middle-aged man is Kaima, the master of this territory and a true god.

Of course he would not embarrass a little prostitute. He turned around and walked out of the room, glancing at the slaves kneeling on the ground.

A cold light flashed in Kaima's eyes, "Spirit clan, right? When I find you, I will summon all the slave spirits in the Thirteen Cities and twist your head off in front of them."

By restoring the truth, Kaima concluded that the guy who was good at boosting morale was an Eldar.

It is very likely that they are spirits from outside the world!

Because the spirit races here are all slave spirits, and they are born with servility. What kind of trouble do you expect them to make?

"Everyone, reward yourself with a white identity!"

Keima left in the air.

For countless years, the Gods have mastered a set of techniques to control slave spirits, which is to reward some and suppress others.

There is no need for them to come forward at all. Those who have been rewarded will take the initiative to suppress other people.

This is also why for many years, there has never been an amazing person in the Spirit Clan, because they were killed in advance before they could show up.

"Thank you, sir!"

Loud and excited voices came from all around.

Siyue in the room raised her head, her beautiful eyes full of determination.

The dozen or so people just now are important figures in this territory, every one of them.

But she didn't see any color information from these people.

Two thousand years ago, when she first became famous, she wanted to become a master. At the same time, the goal she set for herself was to first become white, and then to become the noble blue.

Until she met the man named Tianhen, she noticed how extraordinary he was the first time she saw him.

His eyes were a little haggard, as if he had been weather-beaten and dusty, but he was calm and calm, without the slightest hint of lewdness.

Over the years, he had only seen a similar look from that unknown young man not long ago.

After all, there were only two people who came to her over the years, and they only came to her to answer questions, not to do anything like that.

When Tianhen asked some very basic common sense questions, the guards in the city appeared.

He walked out of the room without saying as many words as the young man did some time ago.

He remained silent, but acted extremely decisively.

In one encounter, regardless of identity, all those who move forward will die.

The second time they met, the city lord was killed.

Then he left.

As a colorless person, he instantly killed the city lord and gave Siyue a huge soul impact at that time.

So much so that from then on, she focused more on spiritual practice rather than improving her color identity.

Two thousand years later, she has become an immortal.

The appearance of that young man once again made her understand that her original choice was the right one.

At the same time, the appearance of Kaima today also clearly told her that color is only the lowest status symbol. At a certain stage, strength is everything.

Siyue felt a little regretful. If she had known that young man knew Tianhen, she would have said more. Unfortunately, she was too cautious at the time and did not dare to say more.

Everyone was overjoyed to get the white identity, but Siyue was in a very calm mood. She closed the door. There were no guests today, so she could practice.

When a group of people walked out of Fuling City, an immortal asked: "Sir, what should I do about Fuling City?"

The city lord was killed, and now Fuling City is leaderless.

"Let the deputy city lord take over temporarily. We will wait until we catch that guy."

Kaima thought for a moment and then said that the top priority is to capture the Eldar first.

At this moment, a person flew from the front and shouted hurriedly: "Sir, it's bad, the lord of another city has been killed!"

Fourteen cities.

Keima's face immediately turned cold.

A fairy said angrily: "This person is too cunning. We have tried to block him many times without success. If he continues like this, he will kill all the city lords."

As the lord of the territory, Kaima has jurisdiction over a total of twenty-eight large cities. Half of the city owners have been killed.

Once the news spreads, it will inevitably become a joke among the gods.

After all, Nu Ling's status was low, but he, Kaima, suffered a loss at the hands of Nu Ling.

"Is there any way you can catch him?"

Keima's face darkened slightly. He knew that he could not let the other party continue to kill him.

All the fairies were in a dilemma. They tried to surround each other several times, but now they have never seen each other's face except for the portrait.

If there was a way, they would have used it long ago.

Just when everyone was in trouble, a voice came from behind, "Sir, I have a way."

This voice came from the guard behind everyone, a white slave spirit.

Keima looked at each other, "Oh?"

The guard trotted forward and knelt on the ground with a thud. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on the adults. I just wanted to help you share your worries. I hope you won't blame me."

They did not suppress the previous conversation, and the other guards guarding the door also heard it clearly.

Keima said: "This matter is not your fault, tell me your method."

The guard knelt on the ground, raised his head and said, "Sir, that person is too cunning. It is obviously impossible to catch him openly. In this case, why not wait for the other party to come to you? I remember this is called waiting for the rabbit."

Kaima and the other fairies were still puzzled. They couldn't even catch him, so they would take the initiative to send him to his door?

"Before that man left that day, he said a lot of words. From what he said, he seemed to care about his identity as a spiritual tribe. In that case, why don't we use those slave spirits to lure him out?"

The guard smiled and said: "We pretend to threaten the other party with the lives of some slave spirits. If the other party does not show up, then kill all these slave spirits. I believe that as the news spreads, he will take the initiative to submit."

Listening to what the other party said, everyone's eyes lit up.

This method is feasible.

After looking at each other, they all nodded.

Kaima laughed, "This method is good, but why pretend? News immediately spread that the Lord of Fuling City was killed, Lord Kaima was furious, and now he wants to bury the Lord with the lives of all the slaves in Fuling City."

He turned around and glanced at Fuling City, with a flash of coldness in his eyes, "Tell others to come over. If that guy shows up, we can catch him all in one fell swoop. If he doesn't show up, then kill everyone here and bury the city lords with him."

"ah?"

The guard, who was waiting for the reward happily, was completely dumbfounded after hearing these words.

He just proposed a plan, why did it become like this?

In the distance, the expressions of other guards also changed drastically.

Keima looked at the guard kneeling on the ground, "Your strategy is good. If he is really caught by us, there will be a reward when the time comes. If he doesn't come, then you can be buried with him."

Keima led the people away, leaving behind the guards who were ashen-faced.

This is shooting oneself in the foot.

The guards behind him looked at him with unkind eyes.

"Can you be considered a human being? You harmed a city for your own selfishness!" A guard cursed.

At this moment, others wanted to step forward and tear each other into pieces.

But he was also worried that Lord Keima would not be able to see anyone when he came back and would cause trouble for them.

Under Kaima's instruction, the news spread quickly, and its main direction was those cities that had not yet been attacked.

Zi Chen heard the news, but did not show anger, just smiled calmly.

He had experienced too much such a scene, so he had naturally expected it.

If the opponent can't catch him, he will jump over the wall and think of some evil ways. No matter whether it works or not, he will try it.

Zi Chen had guessed it and was prepared, but he would never have thought that the person who suggested Kaima use this move would be a spirit clan.

"The news said that the city will be destroyed in fifteen days. It seems that they are worried that I will not be able to arrive as soon as possible. This gives enough time."

Zi Chen laughed, "This is indeed plenty of time, enough to destroy other cities."

Zi Chen smiled, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He entered the fifteenth city.

This city is called Hengshun City!

Zi Chen, who entered the city, went straight to the city lord's mansion.