Everyone is desperate, this is simply an unwinnable battle.
Saint Han Jun was disappointed.
If he didn't add these people, his men might be able to hold on for a while, but these people he recruited didn't have the courage at all. As they were defeated and fled, his few elite soldiers were carried away by the flow of people,
Lost combat effectiveness.
Everyone could see that the situation was over.
Han Jun is also preparing to open the Zun Domain and let others leave. He cannot really let them all die here.
He sighed, "There is no chance for the Spiritual Clan to turn around."
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Then, a Dharma boat came like lightning.
Previously, Han Jun was too focused on the battlefield and did not notice this. When he discovered it, the dharma boat had already arrived on the battlefield.
This is not only a magic boat, but also the best of all magic boats. Even he cannot refine it.
Those who escaped also noticed this scene, and seemed to have forgotten about escaping for a while, and raised their heads one after another.
The demons who had been killing for a long time encountered this situation for the first time. They stopped pursuing and looked up.
"Everyone retreats to the noble domain!"
The sound sounded again, and then the door of the Dharma Boat opened, and rays of light fell from above and gathered below.
The leader, wearing a black battle robe, stands in the void, wearing a hunting robe.
The man had a handsome face and a cold expression. Even if he stood there without releasing his breath, he was still the center of attention.
Of course, the main reason is that he is so famous and almost everyone in the spiritual world knows him.
Zi Chen.
Zi Chen from the Holy Thunder Clan!
Unexpectedly, the other party came at this time.
Behind Zi Chen, there were several beings standing. Their bodies were surrounded by lightning, indicating their identity as the Holy Thunder Clan.
"It's Zi Chen!"
"It's the Holy Thunder Clan, and they're here!"
"The Holy Thunder Tribe is here to save us!"
"We are saved, we are saved! The Holy Thunder Tribe is here to save us!"
Cheers sounded from behind.
"These turtles are finally willing to let go."
Jiuxing Holy Spirit laughed and cursed, his eyes became moist, obviously he was moved.
Han Jun stood behind. He looked deeper than the others. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was a bitter smile. "It seems that it is Zi Chen's personal behavior."
Because not all of the people who arrived were from the Holy Thunder Tribe, and even more than half were not from the Holy Thunder Tribe.
Zi Chen appeared with people outside the Holy Thunder Clan. Others may not know what this means, but he, the Holy Lord, knows it all too well.
If it was the Holy Thunder Clan's instruction, Zi Chen would not need outsiders if he brought an army of one million people, let alone ten thousand people.
"who are you?"
Moles looked at Zi Chen. Even though he recognized the other person, he still asked this question at this moment. That was because he was nervous.
Zi Chen waved his hand and said indifferently: "Spread, surround, leave no one behind!"
The words are concise and the meaning is clear.
The next moment, his figure disappeared into thin air.
Moles shouted angrily, and the magic power surged around his body. He could not clearly see Zi Chen's movements, but subconsciously felt that Zi Chen would definitely take action against him.
As the saying goes, to catch the thief first, catch the king!
His reaction was very fast, but in front of Zi Chen, it was too slow.
Not to mention that he was just an eight-star holy spirit, even a nine-star holy spirit couldn't even hope to block Zi Chen's blow.
There was a huge boom.
Powerful ripples spread out in all directions.
Zi Chen stood where Morse was standing, and Morse himself flew out upside down. The defense he had put up instantly shattered, and unparalleled power entered his body, annihilating it.
His vitality.
His body flew upside down, his eyes fixed on Zi Chen, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Consciousness dissipates.
In such a collision, a deputy commander died.
Zi Chen stood among the crowd of demons. At first glance, he looked like he was surrounded by a group of demons.
But the next moment, these demons dispersed suddenly, not daring to approach Zi Chen at all.
"kill!"
A cold voice sounded, hundreds of holy symbols appeared in the void, the light of the holy symbols bloomed, and a powerful aura surged.
The Talisman Masters brought by Ren Zheng were the first to take action.
Their status in the Holy Thunder Clan is comparable to that of the core disciples, and each one of them is a treasure. Now they are taking action together with great momentum.
"die!"
Luo Qishui took a step forward, and the long sword on his back flew out and fell into his hand.
He, who was already a nine-star holy spirit, slashed out with one sword.
A ray of sword light moved forward, passing over the bodies of several demons in front, including an Eight Star, and all their bodies were separated from it.
After a sword strike, Luo Qishui moved forward and rushed into the demon clan.
Glaris waved her hand gently. She did not attack, but retreated to the rear. At the same time, some of the people she brought with her were flying and some were retreating. They were all recording military exploits and did not participate in the battle.
Pei Wenyao led his men to fight forward. The team was like an open bag, trying to swallow up these demons.
As for the casual cultivators who had been recruited, they roared and charged forward. They appeared to be disorganized. Fortunately, Zi Chen's orders to surround them were being carried out.
The spiritual tribes at the rear were all dumbfounded. The powerful leader was killed in an instant. The situation changed too quickly.
"kill!"
The private troops trained by Han Jun were not slow in their reactions. Their combat power was not weak and they fought forward.
As for the others, they were watching on the spot. They were really afraid of being killed before.
Because the demon clan has no leader, people's hearts are floating, and some people even have the intention of retreating.
"Kill, kill these spiritual tribes, their combat power is simply..."
There was an eight-star demon who wanted to boost his morale, but before he could finish his words, he was beheaded by a sword light.
It's Luoqishui.
Luo Qishui, who owns that sword, has a fighting ability that is no worse than those core disciples. He even has a stronger fighting ability because of this natal sword.
His purpose of following Zi Chen this time is very simple, just to repay his kindness.
After the sword strike, Luo Qishui stood there and released his soul power.
He is sensing the existence of high realms and wants to kill them one by one.
As for Zi Chen, he had nothing to do.
These demon elites in the eyes of everyone are really nothing in his eyes.
The moment he appeared with his people, it foreshadowed the defeat of these demons, not to mention that Zi Chen also brought hundreds of holy talisman masters with him.
"Kill, kill these bastards!"
The battle situation soon came to the point of beating up the drowned dog. After seeing this scene, the hundreds of thousands of people behind them rushed forward without hesitation.
The previous defeat made them very ashamed. Now that they had a chance to take revenge, they wanted to bite these demons to death one by one.
It's just that these people found that after the demons died, their heads were often cut off, which puzzled them.
But if you follow suit, they will follow.
In the end, even Han Jun's private army began to harvest heads.