Thunder Martial

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Zi Chen had fragments of the ancient method ‘Heavenly Movement’ on his body, and he knew very well how extraordinary and powerful the ancient method was.

And what Demi said is an ancient method, not a fragment, which means it is complete.

Such a valuable thing appeared in King Luo's domain?

Seeing Zi Chen's shocked expression, Demi said: "It's an ancient method from four generations."

Zi Chen was puzzled.

How many generations can the ancient method be divided into?

"The first generation of ancient law was bred by rules, the second generation of ancient law was improved on the basis of the first generation, also called ancient divine law, then the third generation of ancient law was improved on the basis of the second generation, and the fourth generation came from the third generation. "

Listening to Demi's explanation, Zi Chen was surprised: "So, gods can also use ancient methods?"

"How strange."

Demi curled her lips, "I was able to comprehend it many years ago, but it is so rare that few people have mastered it."

Zi Chen's expression changed. It is said that the ancient method was created to contain the gods. If the gods can now understand the ancient method, wouldn't they be invincible?

Who in this world can suppress God?

Isn’t it possible for God to be lawless?

Zi Chen thought of the current situation of the Spiritual Tribe, and then thought that this place was now called the God Realm, and it seemed that they were invincible.

"I'll take you to see the world, are you going or not?"

Seeing Zi Chen's unwillingness, Demi became a little impatient.

"go!"

Zi Chen nodded immediately. It was always right to experience it. After all, it was a legendary ancient method.

The two left Yezhan City and went to King Luo's territory.

"The war is over?" Zi Chen asked curiously along the way.

"Fight slowly, why rush? You won't suffer any loss anyway."

Because he got the inside information in advance, Zi Chen attacked half of the cities in his own territory, and other cities began to carefully train their troops.

Demi herself is a well-prepared elite soldier, so if a war breaks out, her people will not suffer at all.

Demi took Zi Chen to teleport outside the territory, on a plain, and saw two teams fighting.

Led by fairies, the two sides went back and forth, killing each other fiercely and killing each other.

This is the real battle. Zi Chen's destructive fighting method is rare and is actually abnormal.

The two flew quickly from high altitude.

Zi Chen was still paying attention below. Among the people participating in the battle, the Spirit Race made up the majority.

"With the outbreak of this war, the situation of the Eldar tribe will undoubtedly improve a lot. Although everyone is destined to be cannon fodder, there are always some who can stand out and will definitely be entrusted with important responsibilities in the future."

Demi glanced below, "However, no matter how great the opportunity is, the future will remain the same after all. No matter how the divine world changes, the logic of the spirit race as the bottom will never change. They are slave spirits, one day they will be slave spirits, and they will last a lifetime. It’s a slave spirit.”

Zi Chen opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but in the end he didn't speak.

Demi turned to look at Zi Chen, "What, you don't agree?"

"What the adults say is whatever it is."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Zi Chen's tone, Demi laughed and said, "You are still a spirit tribe, and you still have hope in your heart. If one day, you want to go further, you will naturally give up everything."

"Even if many Spirit Tribes are reused in the future, once they get the chance to advance, they will decisively give up their identity as Spirit Tribes."

Demi said: "So, the spirits will always be slave spirits!"

Zi Chen sighed and had to say that Demi's words made sense.

Once you become a god, your bloodline will be purified and you will no longer be an Eldar.

In this way, how can the Spiritual Race stand up?

"Becoming a god is difficult, whether it is great or not. For example, if a new master of divine magic appears and opens up a new divine domain, he will need to recruit a group of new gods to open up the territory."

Demi suddenly laughed, "If you have any idea, when one day I become a god, I will make you a god."

Zi Chen was shocked and said: "Didn't the gods come from their own cultivation?"

"It's possible to practice, but it's very difficult. In an era when there are always pitfalls and pitfalls, how easy is it to rely on oneself? However, if there are some new pitfalls in the world, it will naturally be much easier."

Demi thought for a while and said: "It's like there is a door blocking the front. You can break open it violently, but it is not easy. But I gave you a key, so it will be relatively easy to open it."

"The divine method can canonize gods and enthrone small divine thrones. With such great power, how can it become a divine method?"

At this moment, Zi Chen was greatly shocked, because everything in the divine world was completely beyond his expectations. It was the first time he heard that a powerful realm of strength could be obtained through canonization instead of hard work in cultivation.

This is not a human emperor, who can be promoted to a higher position with an imperial edict.

"Of course it's also canonized."

Demi smiled and said: "As long as the time is ripe, everyone can become a divine law. But when the time comes, no one knows."

Zi Chen was completely confused, and his heart was filled with worry.

If the realm of the God Realm depends entirely on canonization, then the Spiritual Clan will really have no future.

And if he doesn't want to give up his identity as a spirit clan, he will stop at the fairy level.

"After becoming a god, it is almost unrealistic to advance to the next level. Opportunities like the Little God Throne are rare."

Demi continued: "If the gods want to increase their combat power, they must either rely on magic weapons or ancient methods to improve their combat power. However, both magic weapons and ancient methods are extremely difficult to obtain. Once they appear, they will be fought over by multiple forces. Rob."

Next, Demi said something about the gods. Zi Chen listened a little absent-mindedly. He felt depressed and felt that his practice had no goal for the first time.

Demi took Zi Chen to see the mountains and rivers of King Luo's territory.

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King Luo’s territory.

King Luo City.

The area here is ten times larger than the Kaima territory that Zi Chen saw before, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out of the city gate.

The city wall is tall and solid. When you get closer, you can feel the atmosphere of time.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the city, a sneer sounded from behind, "Who do I think it is? It turns out it's the little bitch who brought a pretty boy."

Keima appeared in the rear, accompanied by Apollo and Grote, and the three gods gathered together.

Demi turned around and looked at the three people who had arrived. She smiled and said, "Envy?"

"Who would envy a bitch?"

Kaima looked at Zi Chen coldly and said viciously: "Or am I envious of a pretty boy who only knows how to be good in bed?"

Demi took Zi Chen's arm and said, "Who said my Mr. Chen only knows how to be good in bed? Mr. Chen has unparalleled fighting ability and has already helped me secure a base. Don't you envy me?"

Zi Chen pretended not to hear, so naturally he wouldn't take it seriously.

Demi only behaves like this in front of outsiders, she doesn't usually behave like this.

"Bah, that's disgusting!"

Kaima looked at Zi Chen again, "Little pretty face, I'll go find a new home later. Then I'll see if there's more color on your head."

"Ha ha……"

Apollo and Grote laughed.

Grote said: "You kid is really conceited. You think you can get her by doing your best. Little do you know that there are a dozen people lining up behind you for a pretty boy like you."

When other people saw this, they all gave way.

Even the blue guard next to him didn't dare to come over and cause trouble.

Even though none of these people have identification marks, if they dare to stand here and stir up trouble, none of them is a good person.

"You have such a bad mouth, Keima, have you just been fished out of the cesspool?"

Zi Chen pretended to be disgusted and slapped the smell in front of him, "You damn smelled me to death, why don't you quickly get into the pit to cover up the smell?"

"Want to die?" Kaima's eyes flashed with coldness. How could he endure being ridiculed by a little slave spirit?

Demi chuckled and imitated Zi Chen's distasteful fanning, "Chen Lang, listening to what you said, this place is really full of strange smells."

Kaima was furious, "Little slave spirit, you are seeking death!"

"Do you have this ability?"

Zi Chen looked disdainful, and he stretched out his hand, "How about you go and clean up first, and then we can do two moves? We agreed, we have to clean up, otherwise I won't be able to do it."

"Nu Ling, die for me!"

Kaiba's breath exploded instantly, and the power of the gods spread.

In the distance, the expressions of the blue guards changed drastically. A guard leader came bravely, cupped his fists and smiled bitterly, "Lord, the use of force is prohibited here."

This is the rule set by Master Shenfa.

Keima snorted coldly, "Can't you see that I'm trying to scare this slave?"

"I'm not your father, why are you scaring me?"

Zi Chen broke away from Demi without leaving a trace, turned around and walked towards the city.

When Demi heard this, she continued: "I'm not your mother, why are you staring at me? Hehe, Chen Lang, wait for me."

Demi followed and reached out to hold Zi Chen's arm again.

Zi Chen quietly broke away twice without success. Feeling some sharp eyes from the side, he simply gave up the struggle and allowed the other party to hold his arm and enter the city.

The guards on both sides and passers-by all looked at Zi Chen, wondering who kind of person this was, who could actually make a lord fall in love with him?

Zi Chen, on the other hand, had troubles that he couldn't express, so he poured out his mother's heart and used me as a shield.

"Got to kill him!"

Seeing Zi Chen and Demi entering the city arm in arm, Kaima's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and he sent a message to the two people next to him.

But neither Apollo nor Groot responded.

"This guy's body is worse than an animal. The three of us work together to kill him!"

Keima transmitted the message again, "I'm not joking. The reason why this bitch Demi has achieved her current achievements is all because of that pretty boy. As long as we join forces to kill him, we still have the possibility of a comeback."

The two of them originally thought that Keima was talking angrily, but now their expressions changed.

Seeing that the two of them were a little moved, Kaima continued to strike while the iron was hot, "This time the canonization of the Little God's Throne is the only opportunity in this life for everyone. The three of us will join forces to kill the pretty boy. When the lost city is regained, the three of us will Then we join forces to destroy other territories, and when our territory expands, we will naturally be promoted to become a minor god."

"Apollo, you are the only one who still has troops. If all the people waiting for you are eaten away, we will have no chance again."

Grote also took the opportunity to say: "Yes Apollo, your city will be lost sooner or later anyway, why don't we seize this opportunity to make a comeback?"

Apollo's eyes flashed, "Okay, then kill Zi Chen first!"

In order to become a small god, the three gods chose to put down their dignity at this moment and chose to join forces to deal with a small fairy.

I don’t know if they will be laughed at if this news gets out. Anyway, the three of them are putting their face on the line.

"Let's go, take you to meet our first lord of King Luo Domain."

As soon as Demi entered the city, she took Zi Chen to a mansion.