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Chapter 2226 The foundation of fear of fighting races

On the Immortal Mountain, the winds and clouds are changing, and the heaven and earth are turning upside down.

The beast god's fighting power is extremely powerful. He keeps attacking and killing. The earth is stained with the blood of the Supreme, and a suffocating aura floats in the space.

Under the Supreme War, ordinary people might be crushed to death even if they stood there, let alone participating in the battle.

The fighting among the others had stopped unconsciously. Whether it was the masters of Zhenwu Cult or the many strong men belonging to the major fighting races, they were all trembling.

This is the Immortal Mountain, protected by the power of countless runes and the energy of the earth, so it will not be destroyed in such fierce battles. But even so, many weaker Yuan warriors are still there.

Under that kind of supreme pressure, he opened his mouth and spurted blood.

Fortunately, the Beast God's attack was too quick, but after a moment, most of the Supreme Beings on the scene were already dead.

It seems that due to the refining of those supreme powers, the aura of the beast god is getting stronger and stronger, with a significant increase, and it is more terrifying than when it first appeared.

"stop!"

In front, the Supreme Being waved his hand and said in horror.

Zuo Chen sneered, ignoring everything about this person, and controlled the beast god to strike again.

All he saw was a huge claw flapping down, like a collapse of the sky, hitting the top of the Supreme's head and crushing his body.

At this time, Zuo Chen took action, and the war sword appeared in his hand. He struck out with a sword, and the cold sword energy cut the man's Yuanwu God in half on the spot.

"Isn't the fighting race very strong? Today I want to destroy the Immortal Zhenwu Palace. I'm sorry, but I'm going to disappoint you in the end." Zuo Chen said coldly.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Chen's body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the other Supreme.

This is an old immortal who has lived for endless years. Not to mention his powerful bloodline, his many other backgrounds are also extremely amazing. He far surpasses ordinary supremes and possesses unbelievable combat power. However, in the head-on collision with Zuo Chen, only

Seeing the energy and blood of both sides, Gu Yuanli all condensed into substance and collided with each other. However, the old supreme being was knocked back by Zuo Chen in just one encounter.

"What?" someone was scared.

Because they vaguely noticed that Zuo Chen's aura was getting stronger, just like the beast god, which kept getting stronger during the battle.

This is clearly an essential increase and strengthening, not an illusion.

After reaching the Supreme Realm, every step forward is actually very difficult. Even if you are a peerless genius, you cannot have such an astonishing transformation speed. Zuo Chen's performance has actually surpassed that of a certain Yuan warrior.

some laws.

"There is some misunderstanding between us." The Supreme One spoke again later.

But Zuo Chen didn't pay attention to this person at all, and took action again, killing the other Supreme. At the same time, the Beast King also took action tyrannically, suppressing the two Supremes again.

It's so powerful that one's own power can reach the sky, completely reversing the situation on the battlefield today.

Although there are many strong men coming from the fighting race, there are only dozens of Supremes. As long as these Supremes can be eliminated, others will die. Even if the number is ten times more, they will only be killed physically and spiritually.

This is the same reason why they want to kill Zuo Chen. If Zuo Chen dies, the other people who belong to the Immortal Zhenwu Palace in the Immortal Mountain today will also be waiting to die. Even if there are supreme beings such as the old magic stick among them, they will not die.

Maybe fight against those fighting races.

The outcome of a war between Yuan warriors is often decided in the hands of a few people.

"There is a huge misunderstanding. We have come to congratulate the establishment of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace. Before, it was just for a discussion. How did it end up like this?" A supreme leader hurriedly spoke from a distance.

Another person said: "If there is a misunderstanding, it can't be resolved. We are willing to pay a big gift."

This is very straightforward. It is already a huge "challenge" for the top supremes of the dignified fighting race to say these words, especially in front of so many people. They are humiliating themselves.

I, because we all know the majesty of the fighting race, has never been able to be suppressed by others, let alone admit defeat in such a humiliating way as at this moment.

Even if today is a life-and-death ending, they can continue to fight, but the situation here is already very clear. After the appearance of the Beast God, the chance of winning the entire battle has completely tilted towards the Immortal Zhenwu Palace.

Failure is not unacceptable, but at least it depends on what kind of failure it is. If it fails this time, every fighting race will lose tens of thousands of top masters, and the supreme masters will die dozens of times in total. On average, every race will die.

Losing the three supreme beings. Even for a fighting race, this is an unbearable huge loss.

It can be said that many of the masters who came to Immortal Zhenwu Palace were stunned.

Isn't this too exaggerated? How could a majestic fighting race be suppressed so miserably? To beg Zuo Chen for mercy at this moment, to be so groveling, was completely different from the outcome they expected.

The weakness of the human form is completely exposed at this time. These existences that have stood at the peak for countless years have such a miserable day. If no one saw this scene with their own eyes, they would not believe it.

However, no matter how these people begged for mercy or how weak they were to Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen seemed to be completely indifferent. From the beginning to the end, there was only one word: kill, without any mercy.

"Our major fighting races have been passed down for countless years, possessing heritage that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and possessing treasures that defy the heavens. Even for the Supreme, they are of great benefit." At this time, someone else spoke, and his voice was filled with excitement.

With fear: "Moreover, the Immortal Zhenwu Palace has just been established, and it will definitely require a large amount of materials so that you can continue to recruit disciples. In terms of materials, we can jointly provide them. Whatever you need, it's just a matter of words, and we will help."

You handle it."

"Materials? Treasures?" Zuo Chen laughed and said at this moment: "Ask our disciples of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace if they need resources, and ask them what materials and treasures are."

Zuo Chen's words made people confused, and then some people unnaturally focused their eyes behind them, looking at the disciples of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace.

They were horrified to see that all the disciples had taken out all kinds of spiritual liquids and elixirs. The aura of the elixirs and spiritual liquids emanated, and they could be sensed very clearly. They were all top-notch holy-level elixirs. As for

Spiritual liquid, many spiritual liquids are no less effective and precious than star liquid.

Yes, a holy level elixir, not a god level elixir.

Later, they were even more horrified to see that a disciple randomly swallowed a holy elixir and started refining it on the spot. There were quite a few disciples who did this.

Originally, many disciples of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace were injured in the previous battles, but the injuries were nothing at all. They could be recovered by just refining a heaven-level elixir. They didn't even need god-level elixirs, but

Now those disciples are refining the top holy level elixirs. This is overkill and wasteful.

These people were completely speechless, and even the strong men of the major fighting races were stunned. The fighting races were inherently strong, but they were not so strong as to be exaggerated.

Seeing these disciples of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace eating the holy elixirs like jelly beans, this was something that even the old supreme of the fighting race had never experienced.

"We, the Immortal Zhenwu Palace, don't have any resources and need the support of your fighting race? Huh?" Zuo Chen said with indifference and disdain at this time.

Yes, in the face of such a terrible foundation, the fighting race is useless? Can the fighting race's foundation be so rich that it can eat holy-level elixirs like jelly beans? Even the most ordinary disciples can take out top-level elixirs at will.

, ectoplasm?

Of the many Supreme Beings present, there are only a dozen left at this moment, and all of these dozen people are in extremely embarrassed condition, with blood all over their bodies and horrific injuries.

It's not that they haven't thought about escaping from here. However, it is easy to get here, but it is extremely difficult to escape, and it should even be said to be impossible.

The combination of the energy of the earth veins and the power of the runes in the Immortal Sacred Mountain formed a powerful space barrier, sealing off all the ways out of the mountain. No one could leave, otherwise they would be crazily suppressed by heaven and earth.

Moreover, there are many masters belonging to the Immortal Zhenwu Palace who are watching intently and can take action at any time. Even if these people cannot kill the Supreme, at least there is absolutely no problem in holding them back. Who can escape today?

Unknowingly, all the supreme beings belonging to many fighting races fell silent, and their initial killing intent and fighting intent had disappeared without a trace.

"Life or death, it's up to you. However, although you fighting races don't overestimate your capabilities, I can still give you a choice, that is, everyone enters my Ten Directions Heavenly Sword and suppresses it for hundreds of years." Zuo

Chen Leng said: "Within a hundred years, if you perform well, you can all come out early and regain your freedom. Of course, the road is given to you, and it is your own business how you choose."

"What other options are there?" one Supreme asked.

"Death!" Zuo Chen only spat out one word.

After staring at the other party in silence for a few breaths, he said calmly: "If you don't die, why don't you let me let you go back and come back to deal with our Immortal Zhenwu Palace in the future?"

The strong men of all the fighting races were trembling. Even the Supremes had an indescribable feeling of fear deep in their hearts. They had experienced too many things and met too many people, and this was the first time they saw Zuo Chen.

Waiting for an opponent who is unwilling to give in.

Such people cannot be threatened by the majesty of the fighting race. Moreover, various resources, treasures and the like are of no use to Zuo Chen, and it is also impossible to " induce ". In this way, Zuo Chen has almost become

There are no weaknesses. How can you fight an opponent who has no weaknesses?

Surrender?

The hearts of these supreme beings are tangled, and their expressions are constantly changing.

After being suppressed for hundreds of years, wouldn’t they become puppets? Only others have always been their puppets. When did the people of the noble fighting race become the puppets of others, and their destiny was controlled by others? (To be continued)


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