Thunder Martial

"How could they dare to take action?"

Zi Chen's face was gradually gloomy, and the mountain range was very large. With the current fighting power of the Protoss, it was impossible to occupy all of them.

When there was a battle to fight, Zi Chen really couldn't see the reason for the Protoss to attack the Spiritual Race.

This is also the reason why he left the battlefield, no matter how you look at it, there is no risk.

"My lord, they think that we have a favorable position. As the outer turf is divided up, if we continue to go deep and deal with humanoid creatures, the risk will be great, so they came to us." A magician said.

Zi Chen nodded, the frontline battlefield was commanded by Su Mengyao, and Tianhen, the monk and others were also there. This was almost the strongest force of the Spiritual Race so far.

Zi Chen motioned for the others to continue to practice, he turned and went deep into the mountains.

"Haha, that God Throne, your Buddha Lord has recovered, you can come over and die."

The monk's laughter sounded, and he walked out of the cave with a long knife.

The tip of the knife pointed at the seat of God in the distance, and provocatively said: "Come on."

There are several gods standing in the distance, and their faces are ugly.

I thought that the raid would definitely cause heavy losses to the Spirit Race, or even wipe out the entire army.

Never thought that among these people, there are more than a dozen people who can fight for the throne of God. After a battle, they, the combined forces of the three families, did not get any advantage.

So, the battle was so stalemate.

In the distance are thousands of gods, and the soldiers of the gods add up to about three hundred.

The gods fought in the sky, and they attacked in the mountains, but they also failed to take advantage.

The Spirit Race showed unparalleled and powerful combat power. It used to be the humanoid creatures who endured all this, but now it was them. After a few battles, the losses were huge.

Of course, there are also damages on the Spirit Race side, but they are relatively much smaller.

Without waiting for God's seat to respond, the monk rushed up with a big laugh, and the god-level long sword drew terrifying arcs of swords in the sky.

The monk's whole body is illuminated by the Buddha's light, with an inexplicable meaning. This breath spreads out and seems to be able to affect people's minds, causing them to doubt the essence of battle.

Perhaps this is called compassion.

Call it compassion.

However, when they felt compassion in their hearts, they saw the monk holding a knife openly and slashing violently, and shouted that Buddha would cross all sentient beings.

A quarter of an hour later, there were already more than a dozen wounds on the monk's body.

"You said you won't fight if you don't? Bald man, I want you to die today!"

The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the gods, and the power of proving the Tao seemed to turn into a giant dragon, sweeping towards the monk.

The monk just glanced at it, stopped paying attention, and walked straight to his cave.

Seeing that the giant dragon transformed by the power of proving the Tao was about to drown the monk, a light and shadow suddenly appeared, blocking the front.

A palm glowing with golden light grabbed the dragon's head.

The huge body of the giant dragon began to shake, and the terrifying power caused the surrounding space to distort, but it couldn't break through the blockade of the palm at all.

boom!

The giant dragon exploded, and the power of proving the Tao disintegrated, but it was difficult to shake the figure in the slightest.

After seeing the person clearly, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

Zi Chen!

He is back again.

Zi Chen looked at the throne in front of him indifferently, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, "How dare you, how dare you attack the Spirit Race!"

The God Throne's eyes flashed slightly, and he seemed to be very jealous of Zi Chen. He glanced back, and after looking at the number of God Thrones, he had confidence in his heart.

"You are weak and do not deserve to own this place. Either give up this place or die now."

The murderous intent flashed in the eyes of God, "Two choices, quickly choose one."

At the same time, the seven gods at the rear released their breaths at the same time.

Those magicians were not to be outdone, holding the soldiers of the divine position, and their murderous aura rose to the sky.

Behind Zi Chen, the spiritual clan in the cave came out one after another, fighting with their powerful breath.

In terms of pure breath, the Spiritual Race is even stronger, but there is a Throne on the opposite side, and Zi Chen has not released the breath, so the Spiritual Race as a whole is suppressed.

There are many people watching the fun in the distance.

This was another challenge from the Protoss to Zi Chen after the Qingtang family and the Kuilong family.

It just depends on how Zi Chen will deal with it this time.

Of course, if Zi Chen didn't have a strong strength, these spectators would also become attackers at any time.

After all, no one wants to miss the opportunity to beat the underdogs.

Just as everyone was waiting for a big battle to break out, Zi Chen suddenly raised his hand and said, "I choose the third one."

God seat sneered, "Don't play with me here, there is no third choice for me, only the first two choices. Get out or perish!"

Zi Chen said lightly: "You all continue to practice, I will solve such trivial matters."

This sentence made the Protoss stunned.

what's the situation?

Eight gods, thousands of gods, you deal with it alone?

Are you kidding me?

Unexpectedly, all the Spirit Races heard it, turned around and entered the cave. I don't know if each one of them was missing a string in their heads, or whether they were completely obedient to Zi Chen's orders.

Several gods were happy, but they were angry. Zi Chen's obviously underestimated behavior made them angry.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the back, and the ground seemed to become the surface of water.

The magicians were caught off guard by this scene, and they all fell into the ripples.

Some reacted quickly and took off.

At this moment, a few tentacles flew out of the ripples, wrapped around their bodies and forcibly dragged them into the ripples.

The rear exclaimed again and again, and the magic of thousands of people was instantly messed up.

One divine law after another disappeared into the ripples.

Whether there is a soldier of the gods or not, the result is the same.

In the blink of an eye, more than a thousand people disappeared.

This scene stunned everyone.

Just as there was an uproar all around, Zi Chen rushed to the throne where he was fighting with the monk.

"court death!"

The seat of God shouted loudly, and the God Realm showed behind him, and the terrifying coercion went straight and enveloped Zi Chen.

Zi Chen was imprisoned in the realm of the gods, and countless powers of proving the Tao came towards Zi Chen like a dragon, entangling his body and trying to trap him.

Zi Chen's body shone with golden light, and the dragons wrapped around his body exploded one after another, his figure flashed, and the surrounding space began to twist.

Blocking his divine realm immediately became chaotic.

At the beginning, Liu Qingshan used this trick to save Zi Chen.

After several years, Zi Chen also mastered this trick.

But this time, Zi Chen did not run away, but dodged and came to the throne of God.

There was an extra spear in his hand, and the surface of the spear showed lines.

One shot forward!

The long spear burst into a dazzling golden light and went straight to the chest of God.

Such a rapid speed made God's face change greatly. He instantly gathered God's Domain, isolated Zi Chen, and wanted to use God's Domain to block Zi Chen's attack.

But it didn't work at all.

puff!

The spear pierced directly through God's Domain and pierced into God's heart.

Pierce from the front thorax, pierce from the back thorax.

Shenzu stared blankly at the spear pierced into his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

He is a god, how can he be at a disadvantage in just one face-to-face?

His divine domain slowly dissipated.

The spear was still wearing his body, and this kind of damage could not affect a **** at all.

Not to mention just piercing the heart, even if the head is cut off, the seat of God will not die.

The biggest crisis at the moment is an extremely turbulent energy, which is pouring into the body of God through the spear, destroying his vitality.

This is a battle of two different forces, and a battle of life and death.

Zichen's spiritual power lake set off a huge wave, and the entire lake was ignited by flames, forming a more terrifying force of destruction.

Every moment, the spiritual power is severely depleted.

Every moment, the vitality of the throne will weaken.

"Ah... help me!"

Sensing the passing of life, God Throne made a terrified cry for help.

"die!"

Just at this moment, a **** seat suddenly appeared behind Zi Chen, and he held a long knife and slashed directly at Zi Chen's neck.

This knife fell, it must be a picture of the head leaving the body.

hum!

It's just that before the long sword approached, a powerful soul force suddenly surged from Zi Chen's body.

A handleless flying sword flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness and went straight behind. Next page! Current 1 page/Total 2 pages

Its speed far exceeds lightning.

As soon as it appeared, a popping sound was heard.

It was the sound of Feijian piercing the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness of God Seat back and forth. Every sound meant that his head was pierced by Feijian once.

From the time when the Throne appeared and took out the knife, to the long knife falling to the neck~www.readwn.com~, it was just a blink of an eye.

But in the blink of an eye, Feijian has gone back and forth hundreds of times, and a large hole has been pierced through the head of God.

The brains mixed with blood poured out of the hole, and the soul in the sea of ​​​​knowledge was also chopped to pieces.

The flying sword is still flickering.

Before the sword of God Throne fell, it fell directly to the ground.

Extinction of life.

actually died in front.

At this moment, the throne under Zi Chen's spear also let out a scream, the vitality completely dissipated, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Zi Chen pulled out his spear, and the throne fell to the ground.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared.

Everyone was looking at Zi Chen.

There was shock and horror in his eyes.

One face to face, kill two gods.

Is this something that divine law can do?

The six gods at the back were eager to try, but now they all flinched.

Zi Chen can solve the two gods in an instant, then six of them, that is, three moments.

That flying sword, which was completely controlled by the soul, was very strange, and its speed was so fast that it made them feel terrified.

At this moment, the exclamation started again, and Yang Linghua was still killing the enemy.

Several gods did not dare to go forward to deal with Zi Chen, but the handleless flying sword turned into a light, killing those gods.

With Zi Chen's handleless flying sword, the magicians fell one by one.

This is slaughter!

Not to mention that there are only a few thousand people this time, even if there are tens of thousands, it is only a matter of time before they perish.

Moreover, to kill these magical methods, the flying sword only needs to be pierced once.

So in the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of divine arts fell to the ground and died.

"Go back, go back!"

Shenzu roared and chose to take the initiative to retreat. ??

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