Next moment!

A figure appeared at the place where the monks in the celestial fairy realm were.

The figure emitted a colorful rainbow-like light all over his body. He stood there and everyone was suffocating.

That's right, this person is Zhang Zichen.

The crowd was in chaos.

"Zhang...is Zhang Zichen back?"

"Oh my God! He killed our people!"

"Didn't he just promise not to kill us? Why did he go back on his word now?"

"Shush, say less! Tell Zhang Zichen, are you looking for death?"

...

"Wuwuwuwu~ Mom and Dad, who will save me! This Zhang Zichen is a demon!"

"I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure this time."

"Wow, help me, I don't want to die!"

...

There was a lot of crying in the crowd.

And Yang Qi was already so scared that his eyes were red and he couldn't even speak.

"Hehehehe..."

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen, who was in the colorful light, suddenly looked up and looked at Yang Qi and others, showing an evil smile.

In an instant, a strong pressure rushed over Zhang Zichen.

call

The pressure of the Holy Lord master.

The gravity around seemed to have suddenly increased by thousands of times, and the three or four thousand monks flying in the air instantly lost control.

Almost at the same time, it fell from the sky and fell down.

Three or four thousand people lost their power at the same time, and the scene of falling from the sky was also quite spectacular.

On the ground, there were constant sounds of puffing.

People smash the ground, people smash people, and the sounds keep coming.

Some people were smashed to pieces, some people had their intestines hit, and some people were even smashed into meat.

Extremely terrifying.

For a moment, thousands of people on the ground screamed, and more of them were screaming.

The sound of pain permeates this rainy night.

And Zhang Zichen, like the god of death, is still staying in the sky.

"hey-hey!"

With a loud laugh, Zhang Zichen turned into a colorful light and suddenly fell from the sky.

Boom

Zhang Zichen hit the ground, causing great force, smashing the ground into a big hole, and many places actually began to crack.

The cracks spread like spider webs.

It can be imagined that Zhang Zichen's power is so powerful.

Seeing this, everyone, Yang Qi and others all knelt down.

Even those who had broken hands and feet knelt down together.

None of them complained and kowtowed hard.

"Zhang Zichen, Lord Shengjun, spare us!"

"Give us aside!"

"I don't want to die yet, Lord Saint, please."

...

While kowtowing, everyone was begging for mercy.

At this time, no one dared to look up.

Zhang Zichen was very satisfied with this situation and walked slowly forward and came to the crowd.

It would be fine if he didn't come, but when he came, many people were immediately scared to death.

Everyone was so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out.

Zhang Zichen knew these people, and they were all afraid of those who stayed in the Heavenly King City. Zhang Zichen remembered the appearance of these people.

Then, Zhang Zichen came to Yang Qi.

Before this, because Yang Qi was a master in the Daluo Jinxian realm, his cultivation level was already quite high for the Alliance Army. He has always been at the forefront of the crowd and as a rare leader.

But now, Yang Qi not only dared not stand in front of the crowd, but instead hid in the crowd and did not dare to say a word.

His body, which was kneeling on the ground, was also shaking, shaking constantly.

The rain had already wet Yang Qi's hair and clothes.

When Yang Qi felt that Zhang Zichen came to her, he was even more scared and even more frightened.

His head was lowered, and his whole head was almost inserted into the sand.

"Hehe, Yang Qi?" Zhang Zichen chuckled.

Yang Qi was so scared that he was sweating coldly, and quickly... he buckled his head with the greatest strength!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Before he could knock a few times, a big hole broke out on the ground, and Yang Qi's forehead was broken, red, and blood flowed.

However, Yang Qi didn't say a word.

It’s not that he doesn’t say it, but that he doesn’t dare to say it. He is afraid that if he says it, it will anger Zhang Zichen and he will suffer.

"This..." Zhang Zichen knew that Yang Qi was afraid, so he did not point it out, but instead joked deliberately, "Yang Qi, what are you doing?"

However, the only one who answered Zhang Zichen was kowtow.

Yang Qi kept kowtowing!

Uninterrupted kowtow!

"I... Oh, Yang Qi, what did you ask me to say about you?" Zhang Zichen smiled and said, "Okay, OK, Yang Qi, stop kowtow, get up, stand up."

Yang Qi paused for a moment, and without saying a word, he hurriedly stood up.

However, he didn't dare to look up, but hung his head down, not even daring to look at Zhang Zichen.

"Yang Qi, look up and look at me, look at me." Zhang Zichen said with a smile.

Yang Qi was stunned again, but he didn't think much about it. With a crying look, he raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Zichen.

Boom

Just then, a thunder thunder suddenly burst out in the sky.

The light shone on Zhang Zichen's face.

demon!

Like a devil!

This is a demonic face!

Yang Qi was so scared that he was half dead. He wanted to look away from his gaze and not look at Zhang Zichen, but he was afraid that Zhang Zichen would kill him in anger, so he finally held back.

Zhang Zichen, it's still the same Zhang Zichen.

But at this time, Zhang Zichen's hair was a little messy, and his face and body were covered with blood.

Scarlet blood was everywhere.

This blood, coupled with Zhang Zichen's evil smile, seemed to be like a demon coming out of hell, making people terrified.

Yang Qi's heart skipped a beat and his body began to tremble violently.

Damn it!

Damn it!
To be continued...