Thunder Martial

Latest website: Dons City is the territory of the Barton family, and its population base is very large.

The city is lively and full of people of all kinds.

However, just when they were drinking freely, making fun of the Eldar who deserved to die, and feeling that this battle had nothing to do with them, danger came.

A sword light suddenly appeared, the sword intent raged, and the place turned into ruins.

Throughout the city, no one, male or female, old or young, survived.

The sword energy continued to rage, raging and wreaking havoc within dozens of miles outside the city.

The gods within this range were also killed.

After all, it is a force of destruction that cannot be stopped.

Only some divine walkers dozens of miles away were lucky enough to survive.

They looked at the ruins in front of them, each one seemed to be petrified, and it took them a long time to react.

"It's so cruel. People from a whole city died like this!"

"These Eldar are simply inhumane. There are so many old people and children in the city!"

"The spirit clan should all deserve to die for living in such a crippled world!"

These people expressed their anger and cursed the Eldar.

As everyone knows, countless Spirit Clan families have been destroyed.

After one sword passed, another sword appeared soon, this time it fell on Barton City.

Buzz!

The energy was huge, the sword energy was surging, and the tens of millions of people in Barton City were wiped out in an instant.

Then the third sword came and landed on the mountain range where the Barton family was located, but the huge mountain range did not disappear with one sword strike.

As a new sword appeared, the entire mountain range disappeared.

At this point, the Barton family became history.

This scene caused a huge shock. When the gods denounced this behavior, they also rushed to the mountain range that was turned into ruins.

Although the Barton family has disappeared and many people have died, there are still many resources inside, and some of these resources must still exist.

Back then, Zi Chen measured the God Realm with his feet and went to see where the big forces were.

He cannot destroy all the places where the gods live, but it is not a problem to remember the foundations of those big families and cities with a population of tens of millions.

Even if the Spirit Clan is defeated in the end and they all die, Zi Chen will cripple the God Clan in order to buy enough time for the Spirit Clan.

This was discussed with Yiqian a long time ago.

Therefore, Yi Qian isolated the world, and Zi Chen used the technique of the maelstrom to deflect the devastating attack.

Places that many protoss thought were safe have suddenly become less safe.

In just one day, two top aristocratic families disappeared and turned into ruins.

On the ruins, the gods were like locusts, searching for various resources.

Buzz!

On the ground, ripples arose, and then vortexes appeared one after another.

This is a spiritual flower.

Zi Chen originally obtained the third generation of soul-nurturing flowers, and then cultivated the fourth generation. Nearly ten thousand years have passed, and these fourth-generation soul-nurturing flowers have grown up one after another and become a force that cannot be ignored on the battlefield.

In the Spirit Clan, there are many beautiful people, and there are also many people who can fight in a group.

But the number of both sides can never be compensated.

After a genius kills dozens of people in the same realm, the consumption becomes huge, but now there are battles everywhere and no one can replace him.

So, he could only hold on for a while, and after killing several more people, he chose to blow himself up.

Similar explosions continued.

On the verge of death, they were unwilling but indifferent.

Helpless, but also tragic.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

Behind the monk, a tall Buddha image appeared, tens of thousands of meters tall, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, forming a peaceful Buddha land.

Three medium-sized gods shrouded it, and they were completely imprisoned by the power of Buddha with the power of the gods.

The monk holding the sword walked into the Buddha's land.

Bathed in the Buddha's light, he is like a compassionate Buddha.

The next moment, the monk used the knife.

The sword fell from his hand, and a mid-level god lost his head.

The sword flashed again, and another person was cut in half.

The divine blood splashed everywhere, and the Buddha land seemed to become more peaceful.

The third man was split in half.

The rules of the divine position were stirring, and the bodies of the three people quickly reorganized, and they looked at the bald man in shock.

Staying here has affected their fighting spirit. This place is like a pure land, which makes people feel peaceful.

This bald man looks very compassionate and is easy to talk to.

But who would have thought that when he started using his hands, he would be so cruel.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The monk transformed into a compassionate Buddha, raised his sword and beheaded again, either dismembering or decapitating his body. His ferocity was such that many great evildoers would be ashamed of it.

"Roar!"

On another battlefield, the demon ape transformed into a sky-splitting demon body, holding a long black stick in his hand, showing his invincible power.

The billowing demonic energy surged, and two medium-sized gods flew upside down. One of them flew thousands of feet, and his body exploded directly.

The other one's origin was also traumatized.

The demon ape took a step forward in the air, and the sky was shaking. There were cracks under his feet, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

The black stick is wrapped in boundless demonic energy and continues to hit!

Boom!

The injured medium god's body was directly smashed.

Demonic apes with intermediate divine status have such fighting power. Once they are promoted to high divine status, they may become invincible again.

The two mid-level gods were not so easy to die, so they reorganized their bodies and killed the demon ape.

Soon, the long stick swept across and the bang exploded again.

The two of them teaming up to fight a demon ape is simply not enough to watch.

Fortunately, the God Clan has nothing but a lot of gods, and two more mid-level gods have come.

Four medium-level gods joined forces, and the demon ape gradually became exhausted. After blowing up the opponent's body several times, it was swept away by the divine light.

Then, more divine light fell, and the body of the demon ape exploded.

Not dead, but his origin was damaged.

The battle continued, and the four opponents of the Demon Ape were even more exhausted than him.

At this moment, another medium-sized god came, but this time there were only three. They joined the battlefield and replaced the previous four.

The advantage of numbers gives them time to restore their damaged roots.

Obviously, the Protoss not only wants to win, but also win with minimal damage.

Because there is no one to replace the Eldar side, they will be exhausted sooner or later.

All the Spirit Races are also aware of their own situation, so each one chooses to self-destruct their spiritual core at the last moment.

Some can kill a few more gods before dying.

Some of them died before they even had time to explode their spiritual cores.

As the war continued, the monk's Buddhist power became dim.

His opponents have also increased from three to four, and they have been rotated twice.

If this continues, if he cannot kill a mid-level god, he will be consumed to death.

He knew that it was time to change his style of play. If he didn't fight hard at the moment, his death would be in vain.

Looking at several medium-level gods, the monk put away the Buddha's Light World, put away his long sword, and then clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I am merciful and send you back to the west!"

His Buddha power suddenly turned black, and his aura became extremely evil.

This is pure evil!

"Lord Buddha will fight with you!"

The monk who turned into an evil form began to burn his life and kill the four mid-level gods.

"He's dying, hurry up and surround him!"

Seeing this, the four medium-level gods immediately understood the monk's state, and the three who had been resting before joined in.

Seven against one.

The monk who burns his life is very powerful, but like a candle, it will burn out one day.

"die!"

The monk's momentum skyrocketed again, and his aura became more and more evil. He was holding back his ultimate move. Several mid-level gods in the field felt a strong crisis.

"defense!"

They concluded that the monk was at the end of his strength, so they showed their rules and defended themselves.

"Block!"

The rules of the gods stood in front of him, obviously trying to kill the monk.

At this moment, a powerful aura came and Zi Chen appeared out of thin air.

He knocked the monk back to his original shape with a palm and said: "Now is not the time to die, let's recover first."

Then, Zi Chen took action on these seven mid-level divine positions.