Thunder Martial

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This is destined to be a one-sided massacre battle. Zi Chen, who has the world's fastest speed, is not afraid of siege at all.

No matter how many attacks there are in Tianqiong, he can dodge them extremely quickly, and when he comes into contact with very few attacks, he really can't dodge them, so he strikes out another blow.

But every blow of his is extremely weighty.

"Peng." With a loud noise, a spiritual weapon was swept by the fist wind and exploded directly.

Everyone's expressions changed, and it was inconceivable, why in one day, they saw two beings who could smash spirit soldiers with bare hands, and many strong men also had suspicious expressions on their faces.

Next to him, the monk put his hands together and muttered to himself, as if he was chanting sutras for the dead, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Shua."

The void trembled, a chill appeared from behind Zichen, and a sharp sword light pointed directly at his back. This was a sneak attack, and the timing was very precise. Yukong was good at assassination.

But Zichen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, his figure was like a ghost, he dodged to the side, dodging the blow, and at the same time, he punched brightly.

"Peng." Another spiritual soldier was shattered, and the fist light was still there, and continued to move forward, hitting the heart of the sneak attacking Yukong, shattering the opponent's internal organs.

Usually, the powerful spirit soldiers are indestructible, but today, in front of the mere Yukong early stage, they are like paper paste and mud, which can be shattered with one blow. Like a chicken, it's ready to be slaughtered.

In just a short moment, more than a dozen Yukong had already died. Zichen's expression was cold, and he shot quickly and decisively. When the opponent died, he quickly took off the opponent's spirit ring, so that the crowd could not help but panic when they were frightened. Very ashamed.

"Kill, shoot with all your strength, and kill him quickly."

The loud shouts are still ringing out, and the eight late-stage Yukong have all shot, and they are bound to kill Zichen. Even at this moment, they have some guesses about Zichen's identity in their hearts.

More Yukong rushed forward and launched attacks from all directions, almost forming a net, but it was almost useless, very few attacks could land on Zi Chen, and even if they landed, few could break through the defense.

Zichen no longer hides his clumsiness, showing fierce murderous intent, the golden light all over his body is shining, and his unparalleled combat power is reappearing.

"boom."

punch out,

The golden light flashed, and a late-stage Yukong was blown away.

All around, everyone was terrified. This is such a familiar scene, which once brought them endless shock.

"You are a Dade Sanren." Everyone's expressions changed, and many Yu Kongs were terrified when they saw this scene, and they felt like retreating.

Who are the Dade Sanren?

That was the existence that could block the attack of the alchemy soldiers, and with his own power, he killed a group of hundreds of Yukong and fled.

"He is a great virtue Sanren, run away."

"Run."

At this moment, the panic in everyone's hearts was completely aroused, and everyone lost their will to participate in the battle, turned around and fled, for fear that if they ran slower, they would be killed.

"None of you can leave today." Zi Chen said, his voice was cold, and there was endless killing intent in his eyes.

"boom."

As soon as Zi Chen pointed out, the sky trembled, and a golden fingerprint appeared, emitting bright golden light, pointing at a Yukong.

"Ah no." Yukong yelled in horror, propping up defensive masks one after another, trying to block the blow.

But it is obviously impossible.

The Thunder Finger exploded, and the destructive energy rippled, engulfing the opponent in an instant, and another Yukong God disappeared completely.

Zichen stood in the air, and did not go after the others. He formed a seal in his hand, and a seal from the avenue to simplicity appeared.

The long-lost extreme yin and extreme yang appear in turn, blooming with endless light, and rushing forward.

The golden light is sharp and powerful, and wherever it passes, a tiny scratch appears in the space, obliterating everything.

The fleeing figures were pierced by the golden light, and fell from the sky one by one, their vitality dissipated.

The sound of panic and begging for mercy echoed continuously in the sky.

"Great Sanren, you are not a monk, you are a demon."

"Oh, help the devil."

"Great Sanren, you are so cruel, killing innocent people indiscriminately, you will die a bad death."

The sound of cursing and cursing continued to resound.

Zichen stood in the air, cursing and swearing opposite him, his expression didn't fluctuate at all, he was as indifferent as before, the seals in his hands kept appearing, various powerful combat skills were displayed, and the bright golden light flickered from time to time, beheading every Yukong.

"It's such a powerful combat skill, every kind of world has caused an uproar." The monk has a solemn face, as if he is beyond the ordinary, only when he sees Zi Chen using the combat skill, there will be a human color in his eyes.

Every combat skill that Zi Chen displays is extraordinary.

"Shua."

Many Yukong fled, and some of the cultivators who managed to escape from Zichen's attack and fled to the horizon, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the demon ape standing on Zichen's shoulder would wave its little paw at the opponent.

The next moment, a black light was like a chain, lingering around Yukong's body, and then pulled him back.

This was an extremely horrifying scene. Yukong's body was uncontrollable, and he fell back in the air. The lingering black light on his body was like a rope, which could not be broken, which was very strange.

Although the duration of the black light rope is not very long, for Zi Chen, a momentary pause is enough.

The golden light passed, the black light disappeared, Yu Kong was beheaded, and blood spilled into the sky. This was a one-sided massacre.

More than fifty Yukongs died one after another. Zichen showed a fierce side, leaving no one alive. After that, the demon ape squeaked and turned into black light and rushed towards the corpses to collect the spirit rings for Zichen. , very happy.

A moment later, the demon ape returned, holding a bunch of spirit rings in its little paws, showing off to Zi Chen.

This time, Zichen gained a lot. In addition to the tens of millions of yuan stones, the more than one hundred spirit rings in his hand were also the gains this time.

"Now, count how many primordial stones you have." Leaving the battlefield and finding a place with beautiful scenery, Zi Chen began to count the harvest.

He opened the spirit rings one after another, and counted the belongings inside.

"Well, this is not bad. There are more than a thousand middle-grade primordial stones, which should be the spirit rings of Yukong stage."

"This one is too poor. They are all low-grade primordial stones. They don't even have a middle-grade primordial stone. What a poor ghost."

"Wow, that's a lot. There are more than 3,000 middle-grade primordial stones."

Opening one by one of the spirit rings, Zichen felt like he was hunting for treasures, and his eyebrows were beaming. He had never discovered that the number of primordial stones is also an extremely pleasant thing, which can make people feel happy for a long time.

Zi Chen didn't have much left of the primordial stones he snatched last time, and he was still worried that without the middle-grade primordial stones, his cultivation speed would slow down, but after this incident, Zichen didn't need to worry at all.

So far, Zichen has seen more than ten thousand middle-grade primordial stones, and there are still many spiritual rings that have not been investigated. These primordial stones are enough for him to retreat for a period of time.

"What are you looking at, I told you, these things are not for you." Seeing so many primordial stones, shining brightly and shaking people's minds, Zi Chen was delighted, but when he saw the monk approaching, he instantly became wary Get up, and quickly take away the other undetected spirit rings.

"Put away your petty figure, I didn't come to ask you for primordial stones, but to ask you what plans you have in the future." The monk stared at Zi Chen and took away all the spirit rings, annoyed road.

"Find a place, practice in closed doors, and break through to the stage of Royal Sky." Zi Chen said.

"I just count on your Primordial Stones to break through to the stage of Yukong." The monk curled his lips with a look of disdain.

"What do you mean?" Zi Chen looked at the monk.

He has gained a lot this time, with more than 10,000 middle-grade primordial stones, which is a huge number, enough for ordinary Yukong to break through, but Zichen is not an ordinary person, and the ultimate energy is so pure that this kind of energy consumption is also very expensive. very big.

The same heaven and earth aura can be absorbed by others, and can be transformed into Yuanli through simple refining, but Zichen can't do it. To transform into the ultimate energy, it needs to be refined and purified over and over again. The required consumption is also many times that of others.

"What I mean is, you can go to Fangshi with me to exchange for more middle-grade primordial stones for breakthroughs," the monk said.

"Fangshi." Zi Chen frowned.

"That's right. It's a special place for trading. You can exchange for anything. If you're lucky, you can even exchange pill soldiers."

"What, there are even pill soldiers to change." Zi Chen was shocked.

You know, in the barbarian land, even if you have enough primordial stones, you can never buy any Pill Weapon. It is not for sale in the barbaric land.

Even in the chaotic place, Zichen also found that not every alchemy old monster has alchemy soldiers. Here, alchemy soldiers are still a rare commodity.

"Where is Fangshi, let's go now." Zi Chen said eagerly, now he is very rich, and the sum of many primordial stones on his body is close to the figure of 100 million.

"Not now, I have to go back to Wild Wolf Valley." The monk shook his head and said.

"What are you going to do when you go back? Do you want to be your eighth master again? Even if you stay for a hundred years, you won't gain as much as today." Zi Chen pouted.

"I went back to look at the veins, and I always felt that it was unusual." The monk said solemnly.

But how could Zichen believe that if the monk insisted on going back, there must be something hidden in the Wild Wolf Valley, or some other crooked idea.

But Zichen was determined not to go back, he was only thinking about the Fangshi that the monk said, and he wanted to buy an alchemy weapon.

"Do you think it's easy to go to Fangshi? Not to mention the long distance, and the second is that there are more robbers along the way than locusts. With your own strength, it's just a dream to get there smoothly." The monk said.

"It's not so scary." Zi Chen looked at the monk, trying to see some truth from his expression.

"So far, in this peripheral area, I haven't heard of a Yukong who can walk into Fangshi alive alone." The monk warned.

"Then how did the others get there?"

"Groups, led by the old monster Dan Yuan, just like this, they also need to encounter various battles."

"Is it so scary?"

"Of course, so you should go back with me first, and then explore the ore veins before going to Fangshi."

No matter how the monk lobbied, Zi Chen did not go back. After asking the monk where Fangshi was, he went straight to Fangshi.