Blood splattered all over the sky, along with a leg.
Immortal Soul Qi Ming was hiding on the edge of Wan Zhang, shivering.
If he hadn't reacted in time, it wouldn't have been his leg that was broken earlier.
Outside the formation flags, there was dead silence.
Zi Chen's Skywalk Phantom Instant Technique stunned the audience.
Everyone looked ahead in shock.
Zi Chen, who was in the eighth level, actually defeated Qi Ming, the immortal soul in the ninth level.
You know, that is an Immortal Soul Clan, and he has already stood at the pinnacle of the wasteland.
But failed like this!
Zi Chen stood there, looking indifferently at the immortal soul Qi Ming in the corner.
The whole body flashes with light, and thousands of clones appear again.
Each clone exudes a powerful aura just like the real body, and each clone holds a Dao sword in its hand.
Such attacks are indiscriminate. No matter where the immortal soul Qi Ming is hiding, he cannot avoid it unless he escapes from here.
But it was obvious that if he left, Zi Chen would be able to seize the opportunity and escape in an instant.
The Immortal Soul clan outside the venue were also extremely shocked.
In this confrontation, the Immortal Soul Tribe was defeated.
Because they couldn't find anyone in the ninth level who was more powerful than Immortal Soul Qiming.
The battle between the Immortal Soul Clan and the Spirit Clan also meant that the Immortal Soul Clan was defeated.
Zi Chen's eyes were filled with cold light, and the Dao sword in his hand began to shine.
Seeing Zi Chen about to launch another attack, Immortal Soul Qi Ming immediately raised his finger.
A huge monument appeared, and pressure fell on Zi Chen.
Whoosh!
Zi Chen's thousands of clones shook for a while and then disappeared the next moment.
Immortal Soul Qi Ming stood up, and the power of the Immortal Soul swirled around him, transforming into a leg and an arm again.
In front of so many people, he lost an arm and a leg. Not only did he lose face, he also lost the face of the Immortal Soul Clan.
When he looked at Zi Chen, his eyes were filled with endless resentment.
A flash of disdain flashed at the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, "Come on, hurry up, without it you guys are nothing!"
Immortal Soul Qi Ming became increasingly angry, but had to admit that Zi Chen was telling the truth.
If he didn't use the power of the Sin List at the moment, he wouldn't be able to suppress Zi Chen at all.
"What are you still doing there? Hurry up and use your support. I'm in a hurry. Qian Bai is still a good man."
Zi Chen looked impatient, "You are different. You and the Immortal Soul Clan behind you will have this shame deeply imprinted in your bones and the wasteland."
"The world will only remember your shamelessness and despicability, as well as your weak and pitiful strength."
I dare say that the Immortal Soul Clan is weak, and Zi Chen should be the only one in this world.
Because only he has this qualification.
Immortal Soul Qi Ming was so angry that he was trembling all over. He originally wanted to establish prestige for the Immortal Soul Clan, but unexpectedly it caused the Immortal Soul Clan to lose face.
"You have talked so much nonsense, I want to tell you that strength is everything."
Immortal Soul Qi Ming tried hard to calm down, "No matter what your strength is, as long as you can suppress the enemy, that's your skill!"
He rushed forward, obviously wanting to use the power of the sin list to teach Zi Chen a lesson.
Everyone saw his intention and their expressions changed.
If you can't defeat it with the help of external force, then you are suspected of being shameless.
But from another level, this is actually a kind of strength.
"You alone are worthy of talking to me about your strength?"
Zi Chen still looked disdainful, and the shadows under his feet dispersed, and he disappeared from the place.
Immortal Soul Qi Ming followed the teleporter in a short distance and chased him, but Zi Chen's figure changed so fast that he couldn't catch up at all.
The pressure of the Sin List is being resisted by the Immortal Golden Body. Although it has a great impact on Zi Chen's combat power, it does not affect his dodge.
The two of them were chasing each other in front of countless spectators.
With the help of the power of the sin list, he still couldn't catch up for a long time. Immortal Soul Qi Ming's face was ugly. This face was undoubtedly more humiliating.
At this moment, an old voice came into the battlefield.
"enough!"
Immortal Soul Qi Ming heard this and immediately stopped pursuing.
He gave Zi Chen a vicious look, his eyes full of resentment.
Outside the formation flag, an old man in black robes stood in the sky. He looked at Zi Chen among the formation flags, "Zi Chen, are you willing to join our Immortal Soul Clan?"
Zi Chen smiled slightly and said jokingly: "I am an unforgiving person, ranking first on the list of sins. Don't you, the Immortal Soul Clan, hate evil as much as you hate it?"
Immortal Soul Qi Ming said something similar before, and now the old man could obviously hear the implication of Zi Chen's words.
There was a hint of displeasure on his face, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "You are different. We think you can still be saved. There are not many opportunities. You have to choose carefully."
Zi Chen smiled and said, "If you tell the truth, I might consider it. For example, you said that my talent is extremely high, surpassing that of everyone in your Immortal Soul Clan. You took a fancy to my talent, so you wanted me to join.
Whether it's evil or not, it's all bullshit. Or, you said that you took a fancy to my position in the Spirit Clan and intended to use me to incorporate and control the Spirit Clan."
"As long as you tell the truth, I will seriously consider it. Unfortunately, you don't tell the truth. Instead, you all act sanctimoniously."
Zi Chen looked at the old man and said, "It's typical of you to become a bitch and still want to build a memorial arch!"
"What the hell are you talking about? Calling you a bitch is a bit flattering to you."
"But if you think about it carefully, you can actually understand it. After all, you are the products of the post-era era, and your bloodline is not spiritual."
Knowing that his life was short, Zi Chen was completely relieved.
It would be very heartbreaking to directly attack the bloodline of the Immortal Soul Clan with words.
As we all know, the bloodline of the Immortal Soul Clan was created by God and is currently considered the number one bloodline in the wasteland.
But Zi Chen is right, their bloodline is not from the God Clan, nor from the Spirit Clan.
Not spiritual or spiritual.
The old man was obviously angry, and Ling Kong's body began to tremble slightly.
But he did not explode and continued: "I just want to ask you, do you want to join?"
Zi Chen smiled, "Asking me to join you, I wonder what your advantages are? Even the ninth level of you can't beat me, the eighth level, so why do you ask me to join? Is it just because of your shameless energy?"
"You are a race that is neither spiritual nor spiritual, and does not even have ancestors. What qualifications do you have to recruit me? After all, my spiritual race has a long heritage and has countless talents through the ages. What do you have?"
"What's more, even if I am not a contemporary Emperor Spirit, I am still considered a Preparatory Emperor Spirit. How noble is my status? You old guy, who are you worthy of talking to me?"
The old man was completely angered and roared, "Kill him!"
Immortal Soul Qi Ming had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and immediately formed seals with his hands.
Black clouds rolled in the sky, and a huge vortex appeared.
Terrifying pressure swept from the sky, and a beam of light broke through the vortex and fell on Zi Chen.
Zi Chen's body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.
Everyone in the outside world held their breath. They knew that the last moment was coming, and the Sin List would show its strongest power and wipe out Zi Chen in front of the world.
Although they were shocked, they also had some admiration and respect for Zi Chen.
After all, between life and death, few people would choose death.
This requires great courage!
To be continued...