Thunder Martial

Latest website: Kaima turned back, and the city fell into dead silence again.

Zi Chen's life and death are unknown, and so are they now.

The life of a city lies in the hands of one person in Kaima.

No one knows whether he will anger everyone because of this.

After all, the Spirit Race here is like an ant, and anyone can step on it.

And this kick is countless lives.

Kaima put away the remains of the Soul-Eating Flower on the ground. The soul inside was extremely weak, but fortunately it did not die.

Then he looked at the trembling guard in front of the city gate.

"Sir, spare my life!"

The guard knelt down and begged for mercy, his heart full of regret at this moment.

Keima looked indifferent and pointed forward with one finger.

boom!

The city gate collapsed and the guards turned into powder.

Keima left in anger.

Of course he didn't catch up with Zi Chen. That guy was slipperier than a loach. He was a god after all, but even though he used his godhead, he still couldn't catch the slave spirit.

This is a shame!

Keima left, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If he hadn't been careless and had taken back the power of his godhead later, that guy wouldn't have been able to escape.

So cunning and treacherous.

This matter is not over yet!

Keima returned, looking at the messy territory, he couldn't help but let out a wail.

"Zi Chen, I'm not done with you!"

This time, the losses were huge.

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Zi Chen sat at the end of the field, looking up at the sky. The white clouds were like gray dogs.

This is not an ordinary crop field, and what is grown in it is not crops, but soul-devouring flowers.

It needs the nourishment of life and flesh to thrive.

"Zi Chen, Zi Chen."

There was an exclamation in the distance, and a young man came running quickly.

Zi Chen said without looking back: "Why, are the goods coming again?"

"No, there is news."

The panting young man came to Zi Chen, "I just went to the city and saw a wanted notice. The person on it is also named Zi Chen. This is the second wanted notice in thousands of years. The first one was for Tianhen. It has now been withdrawn.”

"oh."

Zi Chen said: "So I'm going to be famous?"

The boy's breathing gradually became normal. After hearing this, his eyes widened, "Are you crazy? Do you dare to ask for such a reputation? I'm here to advise you not to run around recently. Maybe you will be killed because of the same name. Take your head and receive the reward."

"So exaggerated?" Zi Chen looked at the young man.

The young man said solemnly: "Don't think I'm joking with you. People's lives here are like trivial matters. You can die at any time. Aren't you unable to see the daily goods?"

Goods are nourishment and corpses.

"I know, I'm just kidding you."

Zi Chen shrank his neck, "I'm very timid and don't dare to run around."

After listening to what Zi Chen said, the young man laughed.

"Tan Lin, come and get the goods."

A voice came from across the field.

"coming!"

The young man named Tan Lin waved to Zi Chen and trotted forward.

Five slaves pushed five carts. The carts were filled with corpses, and blood flowed all over the ground.

This is the goods!

"There are fifty-eight in total. Do you want to count them?"

The man in front spoke.

Looking at those bloody scenes, Tan Lin quickly shook his head, "You are so unlucky, what else do you want to order?"

The man turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly saw Zi Chen and frowned slightly.

When Tan Lin saw this, he explained: "I couldn't handle it all by myself, so I specially called one."

Seeing the man's displeased expression, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I pity him and give him a place to stay without any reward."

Zi Chen stood in the distance and smiled silly.

Only then did the other party nod with satisfaction, and several people turned around and went to another field, pushing several small cars away.

Looking at the 'goods' on the cart, Tan Lin sneered: "You said you unlucky ghosts, if you die, you have to ask me to collect your bodies for you, so you won't be able to rest for a day."

The man who was about to leave in the distance glanced at Tan Lin from a distance, and Tan Lin waved and smiled at him.

"Don't be lazy, show your strength!" the man said coldly.

"Don't worry, I promise to keep this flower master healthy and growing vigorously."

Tan Lin nodded and bowed to each other, and until those people disappeared from sight, he turned to look at the corpses, and began to throw them away without saying a word.

Zi Chen followed Tan Lin, not saying much, just working along.

"Ashes return to dust. If you can become the nourishment for these flowers after your death, you will be considered a well-deserved death."

"The flowers you nourish will be able to kill more people for you when the time comes. In fact, you won't lose at all."

"Death, more deaths, I like to see this scene, the more corpses, the better..."

Tan Lin's words were harsh, but the more he spoke, the softer his voice became. In the end, it was no longer audible and only sounded in his heart.

"If there is an afterlife, don't be a spirit anymore. Even if you are a beast, it is better than being a slave spirit."

In this world, slaves are worse than animals.

Zi Chen stood aside and worked silently. Part of the reason why he stayed here was that he saw Tan Lin sitting alone on the ground quietly wiping tears.

I have been working here for many years and I have seen countless dead bodies. I can still feel sad for the dead. It is not that bad.

At least it's much better than the guard who gave Kaima advice.

If Zi Chen didn't kill the guard, Kaima would naturally deal with him.

After seeing the true strength of the gods, Zi Chen knew that he was no match for Kaima, and naturally he was no match for other gods.

So when he saw the gods, he had to hide.

In the past few days, Tan Lin had spoken harshly, but Zi Chen didn't care. As long as he saw Tan Lin secretly wiping away tears, it was enough.

The young man has a good heart, but he just doesn't want others to know.

Here, good intentions often do not end well.

"If you die early, you will be reborn early. Why do you have to die here instead of letting me have a few days of leisure?"

When the corpse fell into the field, it would be divided up by the soul-devouring flowers immediately. During this period, Zi Chen and Tan Lin were not killed.

The reason is very simple. Both of them have a spiritual seed from the Soul-Eating Flower on their bodies, and the aura of the spiritual seed masks the aura of the living person.

After scattering the bodies, the two sat on the ground again.

"wait for me."

Tan Lin ran away, and after a while he took two bottles of wine and showed them off, "Have you seen them?"

Zi Chen's eyes lit up.

Tan Lin threw a pot to Zi Chen.

The wine doesn't taste good in my mouth, but it's better than nothing.

"Why are there so many flowers and plants everywhere?"

Zi Chen looked at the distance, a whole plain, with patches of flowers and plants planted on it.

"Rich people like these soul-eating flowers and soul-devouring grasses."

Tan Lin took a sip of wine and said, "The magic weapon is a huge treasure, and these are the little treasures that raise the magic weapon."

Zi Chen turned to look at Tan Lin, "Magic weapon?"

"It is said that some fields will give birth to spirit-eating flower spirits. As long as rich people refine the spirits, they will become magic weapons. Then, if they continue to feed the spirit-eating flower seeds, they will become stronger."

Tan Lin said: "I saw it once in the city from a distance. The soul-devouring flower magic weapon swallowed a white one in one bite. You could even hear the sound of chewing."

Zi Chen thought of the scene when he was attacked, it turned out to be like this.

The sky lit up with light, and the sky seemed to be raining light. It was so bright and beautiful.

Zi Chen looked at the light and was in a daze.

"not good!"

Tan Lin's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and ran away with Zi Chen, "Hurry up, someone is coming to collect the Soul-Eating Flower."

The crystal light from behind swept over like a storm.

Zi Chen quietly turned around and saw a person standing in the sky. There was a Soul-Eating Flower hanging next to that person. It was not a light rain from the sky, but the Spirit-Eating Flower Demon was devouring the spiritual power of countless Soul-Eating Flowers below.

The light of spiritual power that filled the sky entered the opponent's mouth.

During this period, there were still some people.

They were all slave spirits responsible for that area, and they were all involved.

Real human life is as worthless as grass.

"Get down quickly, life or death is your fate!"

As the storm approached, Tan Lin yelled and pulled Zi Chen down.

The terrifying devouring power swept over, and all the surrounding soul-devouring flowers turned into light and flew into the sky.

The storm moved on.

"Survived, survived!"

When the storm subsided, Tan Lin slapped his chest, showing an expression of surviving the disaster.

At first glance, spiritual flowers were all over the place, and they were bright and beautiful. Putting aside the bloody scenes, it was actually a beautiful flower scene.

But now, all the spiritual flowers have been lost, and not even a blade of grass can grow.

Not to mention the flowers, even the people are gone.

They were the only two flower growers left in this huge area.

Zi Chen looked at the bare surroundings and said, "The soul-devouring flowers are all gone. What's next?"

Tan Lin said: "Everyone is dead, and there is no need to make any arrangements. A new group of people will be sent over soon. As for the person just now, he should be the city lord. Everything here belongs to him."

"How often does this happen?"

Tan Lin shook his head and said: "No, after all, the older the Soul-Eating Flower is, the better. The city lord is so impatient. It may be that he suffered a loss in Laoyin Mountain, causing the magic weapon to be damaged and in urgent need of repair."

"Laoyin Mountain, what place is that?" Zi Chen looked curious.

"I've never been there. I heard it's a weird mountain. It's very heavy. It's related to the ancient gods. From time to time, the spirit of the gods will appear. Many people will go there to join in the fun. They say that the heavy mountain is very suitable for polishing the body. "

Soon new people came here, and they were surprised to see that the two of them were still alive. The man who had been here not long ago gave them a bag of soul-devouring flower seeds.

This spiritual power is very weak, completely incomparable to the thousand-year-old spiritual seed in Zi Chen.

Zi Chen then started planting, and there should be no danger here in the next few decades and hundreds of years.

At night, Zi Chen lay on the roof watching the stars, and Tan Lin left because of something.

At night in the wasteland, there is only the blood moon, which is cold and lonely.

The sky here is filled with stars at night, the moon shines like a silver disk, and the environment is beautiful.

But Zi Chen hopes that the spirit tribe here can live in the wasteland.

Suddenly there was movement. Zi Chen turned his head and looked into the distance. Tan Lin was coming quickly. When he got closer, he lowered his voice and said, "Zi Chen, run!"

"What happened?"

Zi Chen was puzzled, and his soul power immediately dispersed.

There is a spirit flower in the distance, as high as a five-story building, and it is devouring those spirit races.

The shrill screams rose and fell one after another.

"It's the city lord. His Soul-Eating Flower has been greatly damaged. He wants to refine everyone here to recover it. Leave quickly!"

Tan Lin approached and grabbed Zi Chen.

At this moment, he is no longer a slave spirit during the day, but an immortal.

But Zi Chen didn't show any surprise. The second reason why he stayed here was to discover Tan Lin who was in a suppressive state.

It was a very mysterious method. If Zi Chen wasn't a little special, he wouldn't have noticed it at all, and would have mistakenly thought that he was just an ordinary slave spirit.

Tan Lin was surprised to find that he could not pull Zi Chen away.

The other party stood there, his body as solid as a rock.

You know, he is an immortal, how can he pull away an ordinary person?

Tan Lin's eyes suddenly widened with shock.

He guessed a possibility.

At this moment, Zi Chen said, "Why are you running? Just kill him."