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The first Yanjing fell at Zi Chen's feet, his vitality gone.
Zi Chen ended the fight with just one punch.
Looking at the other people in the space in front of him, Zi Chen said: "Are you planning to consume me back and forth? Sorry, that is impossible. Everyone who comes out will have to fight a life and death battle with me. Or die here.
, or lying on the ground."
Everyone is dead.
This is not arrogance, but confidence.
Absolute confidence!
This self-confidence seems to have also infected the white-haired mouse. It was previously desperate and gained some confidence.
Cats, dogs, and chickens all came over and came to the side of the white-haired mouse. The four of them had no worries. Now that they came here, they had already announced their break with King Gedun's power.
Next, it depends on the arrangement of fate.
Zi Chen has become the focus of attention again, but every battle he fights will involve life and death.
Zi Chen looked very confident, and many people looked at the old man, wanting to see his bitter expression.
After all, Jingxin's plan actually ignored Zi Chen's combat power, which was equivalent to giving up his own family for Zi Chen to kill.
You know, although these people are in a state of speech here, no one can guarantee what state they will be in outside.
Nine-star Holy Spirit?
Or maybe a half-step saint?
In the space in front, a gap appeared that could accommodate others to pass through, and the second Yan Jing came out.
He holds a bamboo knife in his hand, which should be a weapon from the bamboo house.
He walked forward step by step, his words flowing, as if he wanted to put some pressure on Zi Chen.
Everyone looked at Zi Chen. He took the initiative to ask for a fight just to delay time, but now his opponent wanted to fight. There was plenty of time, and everyone wanted to see what choice Zi Chen would make.
If he continues to delay, it will be very detrimental to himself.
Regarding this issue, Zi Chen is actually not entangled.
He stepped forward, approached, and punched out.
Yanjing shouted loudly, holding the bamboo knife in his hand, and a complete huge light array appeared from under his feet, with energy forming a protection in front of him.
The opponent's goal is very clear, which is defense.
Zi Chen's fist landed on the bamboo sword, and the bamboo sword broke with a sound. The powerful force shocked Yan Jing to move backwards, and he stopped only when he encountered a barrier.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of Yan Jing's mouth, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. He immediately dropped the broken weapon in his hand and swept it to the side.
Since it is delaying time and consuming Zi Chen's strength, he must ensure that he is alive to the greatest extent possible.
Even running around in this space can consume Zi Chen to a great extent.
Whoosh!
His eyes flashed, and Zi Chen was already in front of him.
Zi Chen's speed shocked Yan Jing, and he immediately retreated and continued to defend himself.
Zi Chen's fist enlarged in front of his eyes, and then a dull vibration was heard. Yan Jing felt that he was enveloped by a powerful force, and then lost consciousness.
This time Zi Chen used two punches.
Before he could take a breath, the space continued to open a person's passage, and the third Yanjing came out.
After Yan Jing appeared, he did not choose to escape, but instead went to kill Zi Chen.
But just when Zi Chen mobilized his power, he actually chose to retreat...
Seeing Yan Jing fall down and die, Zi Chen, who used three punches, was a little dissatisfied.
There was silence all around, everyone was watching the battle, but their expressions were different.
The previously sad young man gradually calmed down and stood in front of the old man and watched Zi Chen fight seriously.
Seeing his companions fall and die one after another, he couldn't bear it.
During this period, he looked at the old man several times, but he always hesitated to speak.
"Look carefully, this is the strongest spirit race in the contemporary era." The old man looked at the battlefield, "Back then, he was the enemy of gods and demons, but he died for unknown reasons. But after resurrecting, not only did he not become weaker, he seemed to
Stronger than before.”
"Well, how to put it, maybe it's not that he has become stronger, but that people of this generation have become weaker, and almost no one can compete with him. If he is allowed to grow, the consequences will be disastrous, so he is also the target this time and must be
Gotta die!"
A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, "In this other world, everyone's power has been suppressed. This is a rare opportunity for us. After all, if we want to kill a future enemy, sacrifice is inevitable, because today
If he doesn’t sacrifice, more companions will die at his hands in the future. Even the entire divine race will be destroyed because of him!”
At this time, the sixth Yanjing was killed by Zi Chen.
Unable to mobilize the rules, Zi Chen killed six Yanjing with his own strength. Zi Chen didn't seem to have any consumption, but there were still thirty-two enemies, and the battle would continue.
"This time we are cooperating with the demons. When the demons appear, we will make sure that nothing goes wrong!"
A smile appeared on the old man's old face, "If the plan can succeed, after leaving this other world, we will be able to conquer the Holy Spirit Realm!"
The young man said: "But I don't understand. Isn't the race of gods we live in bad? Why go to the Holy Spirit Realm? The spiritual power there may not be as rich as our God Realm, and it may not be good for us."
"You are still too young to know the beauty of life." The old man's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he said boldly: "Unifying the spiritual world is the general trend!"
The young man shook his head, "I still don't agree with this point of view. Grandpa, why can't everyone live in peace? Haven't we already occupied enough area? Even if all the people in the God Realm are moved there, it should be enough, right?"
"Do you know the devil?"
The old man asked the question without answering.
The young man nodded, "I heard from the elders that the strongest person in the demon clan back then was said to be the strongest person in that world."
The old man heard the sound and sneered: "It's true that the Demon Clan is the strongest, but the strongest one in the world is just making a fool of himself. If he was the strongest in the world, why was he still killed by the Holy Lord of the Spirit Clan even though he calculated against the Spirit Clan?
Did he end up like that?"
The young man was puzzled as to why he was talking about the devil?
"Whether it is the strongest among the gods or the strongest among the demons, they are all sealed by themselves. They are only limited to the two realms of gods and demons, not including the spiritual realm. Do you know why this is?"
The old man asked himself and answered, "Because the spiritual world is a very special place and the source of all things. Only by being the strongest in the spiritual world can you be truly the strongest! Why was Zi Chen targeted back then? In addition to being related to our god
In addition to being unable to deal with demons, it is also because he is the being closest to the spiritual god. Once he truly becomes the spiritual god of the world and is recognized, there will no longer be two races of gods and demons in the world, and there will no longer be gods and demons.
Two Realms. Back then, Zi Chen hated the gods and demons with all his heart."
This is a secret. It should be regarded as one of the few secrets in the world today. The young man was moved when he heard it, "Spiritual God? I have never heard of this statement."
"That's because there has been no Spirit God in the world for a long time. Even the deeds of the Spirit God have been lost in the long river of time. It is precisely because of this that the Spirit Clan has no desires and desires and gives up this unique blessing in vain.
The gift. However, Zi Chen, who was resurrected in the contemporary era, has taken the strongest path again, so he must die! There are also the remnants who survived back then. They are all ancient saints with great fighting power.
You have to die so that the three realms can be peaceful!"
There was a rare hint of madness in the old man's eyes, "This other world is the best time to destroy them."
At this time, the twenty-third Yanjing fell, killing twenty-three people in a row. Zi Chen's face gradually turned pale and his strength was depleted.
This feat is enough to shock people.
Unfortunately, there are still more than a dozen enemies waiting for Zi Chen.
Wang Xianer looked at Su Mengyao next to her. After Zi Chen started fighting, Su Mengyao started to deduce.
This time the opponent's game is simple and straightforward, but everything in the world is not absolute, and variables often appear and disillusion constantly.
Therefore, Su Mengyao wants to try her best to find out where everyone's chance of survival lies during Zi Chen's battle.
Yi Qian looked at her own leader, not because she was curious about the identity of their ancient saints, but because she looked at their faces and wanted to get some clues.
The ancient saints who finally appeared were not too worried when they saw Zi Chen's battle, and seemed to have absolute confidence.
But right now, there is still no strong person from our side showing up.
Could it be that they are already here, but they are just hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time?
Yiqian thought secretly in her heart.
There was an uproar and the twenty-sixth Yan Jing was killed.
Zi Chen was surrounded by corpses, his chest was heaving, and the consumption was gradually increasing.
With his face turning pale, he looked at the space in front of him and said, "There are twelve more, please hurry up."
In the sky, six almost identical beings looked down at the battlefield coldly, showing no change in their expressions at Zi Chen's continuous victory.
After ten punches, the twenty-seventh Yanjing fell down and died.
In the first fight, Zi Chen ended the fight with just one punch.
Even when he killed Kuma, he only used seven punches.
Everyone could see that Zi Chen's combat power was declining.
The white-haired mouse asked worriedly: "There are still eleven left, can Zi Chen still hold on?"
The Demon Ape said in a deep voice: "That's natural. You don't have to worry about Zi Chen. On your side, you still have friends from the Unheaded Realm. Call them over quickly. When Zi Chen's battle is over, they may take action.
Already."
The white-haired mouse smiled bitterly, "You don't even know what kind of people we are. How can we have any friends? Who wants to be friends with us? Usually the four of us hug together to keep warm. This time, we stand with you with our heads raised.
Together."
The demon ape said dissatisfied: "Aren't you mice? You have been hiding underground all day, haven't you cultivated a few more heads? It's time now, so stop hiding and call them all out quickly to support the scene.
"
"Gedun is not only a king, his words can fully represent the rules here. There is only one clan in the First Realm, and no one can break this rule. If you want a second First Realm to appear, it is quite simple. The first one will die in battle.
After that, it will happen naturally.”
What he said didn't mean he didn't say anything, and the demon ape didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
With another ten punches, Zi Chen destroyed the bamboo soldiers and killed Yan Jing.
Zi Chen gradually struggled to fight against the next enemy.
Eleven punches, twelve punches, and thirteen punches consumed more and more power, and during the constant fighting, Zi Chen also suffered some damage.
There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were severely shocked.
When there were only three enemies left, Zi Chen began to cough up blood, obviously injured.
"This Zi Chen is really amazing. Fortunately, he is about to die."
Mo Zhengtian smiled coldly, his slightly heavy mood feeling much better.
Everyone else looked ahead nervously, holding their breath at this moment.
Mo Yiyan clung to Mo Yiquan's clothes, and unknowingly, he tightened his grip.
She was also very nervous.
Now thinking back to the scene when she met Zi Chen that day, the smile on the other person's face was very sincere and kind. If she hadn't known that he had killed many demons and killed without blinking an eye, she would have doubted the Zi Chen she met that day.
, is it the legendary Zi Chen?
Mo Yiquan did not make any remarks, and was very nervous at this time. This round was not designed by him, and this round was already beyond his ability.
Not to mention the situation, even in this game, one or two ancient saints cannot change it.
"How will you find hope this time?"
Mo Yiquan murmured in his heart, feeling very complicated.
Another Yanjing fell down, leaving the last two.
The door to space opened again, and the second-to-last person came out. Like everyone else, he used the most powerful means after appearing.
Since you knew you were going to die, why not leave some souvenirs for Zi Chen before you died?
Mo Yi's trembling eyes moved away from the battlefield and looked at the last Yan Jing, thinking secretly, "Could it be that he is the trump card?"
Zi Chen is very strong, but now that he has been killed, his consumption has increased and he is no longer strong.
Although the Yanjing sent by the Gods was not weak, there was no one that stood out.
This seems unreasonable.
"In other words, the purpose of the God Clan is to put Zi Chen to the end and kill them together with those in the first realm?"
"Perhaps they really think that thirty-eight words and a wheel battle can kill Zi Chen?"
Not only Mo Yizuan had speculations in his mind, but as the battle was coming to an end, more people were murmuring in their hearts.
"You see, if people like this don't die, do you think the Protoss will have a future?"
The old man said indifferently: "If he becomes a saint, how many people will we send to surround him in the future?"
The young man nodded, as if he understood.
At this time, the thirty-seventh Yanjing fell, and the last one remained.
"You are very strong, beyond our expectations, but you will still die today!"
Yanjing finally came out and stabbed Zi Chen with a sword...
The powerful breath surged, and the air waves formed blew the surrounding corpses into the corners of the space.
The bamboo soldier in Yan Jing's hand broke, and there was a bloody gash on Zi Chen's shoulder armor.
There was no stalemate, no entanglement, the battle was decided in an instant.
The last Yanjing is dead, but Zi Chen is still alive.
The two spaces still exist and have not collapsed. Zi Chen raised his head and looked at the six space controllers in the sky, "It's your turn next."
The six people moved, not to escape, but to form seals.
The two spaces began to merge and became a complete space.
In this space, besides Zi Chen, there is one more person.