The two near-gods frowned and fell into deep thought. The remaining senior god disciples looked at each other and did not dare to speak. For a while, everyone was silent.
It wasn't until a loud roar came from outside that they woke up from the silence.
The group of people raised their heads in astonishment and looked in the direction of the headquarters gate, where they heard the clear roar of artillery fire.
They were stunned for a moment and then quickly reacted.
It's Lin Ze!
This guy actually called me!
A look of anger appeared on the faces of Yang Jing and An Tiecheng at the same time. Lin Ze's move was tantamount to a slap in the face of the Fire Infant Sect. The two people immediately stood up, and a red light appeared on their bodies, covering their whole bodies, and then they were like cannonballs.
It shot out, directly smashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, and flew towards the door at high speed.
The high-ranking divine disciples present seemed to have woken up from a dream, and gathered their flame wings one after another, and flew towards the door after them.
The gate of the sect’s headquarters.
The machine guns on the high wall flashed and fired continuously, and countless bullets converged into a storm and fired at Lin Ze high in the sky. The clanging sound was endless, but it could not break the latter's red lotus armor at all.
The armored vehicles arranged on both sides of the gate also opened fire at the same time. Two small-caliber artillery and two machine guns concentrated their firepower on Lin Ze. The thick and pungent smoke almost enveloped the area near the gate. However, all attacks could not make Lin Ze.
Even if his figure retreats even a little bit, without exception, it will be firmly blocked by the red lotus armor on his body.
Looking past the two armored vehicles at the door, Lin Ze raised his hand, and red light gathered in his palm, forming a huge ball of rich light. The dazzling light almost blinded the eyes of nearby soldiers.
The next moment, the ball of light suddenly turned into a red beam of light and shot out, sweeping past the gate like a sword. The highly concentrated fire element energy beam directly cut the two armored vehicles into two pieces, taking with them the soldiers between the armored vehicles.
Without even humming, it was instantly vaporized by the terrifying high temperature.
With one blow, a deep trench that was more than 20 meters long and more than one meter wide suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the gate. The surface of the trench had crystallized, and only dots of red color like magma remained at the corners.
liquid.
The soldiers guarding the gate were horrified and pale at Lin Ze's ability to withstand machine gun and artillery fire, but the latter's blow that destroyed two armored vehicles and dozens of soldiers was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
It directly shattered their will to fight. Immediately, many soldiers could not bear the fear, dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away in panic while shouting about monsters.
Lin Ze did not pursue them and allowed these ordinary soldiers to escape. He blasted the machine guns on the wall with a few fire bullets and then flapped his flame wings and flew into the headquarters.
After all, it was the headquarters of the Fire Infant Sect, and its reaction speed was astonishingly fast. Lin Ze was stopped by the troops stationed at the gate, and the people inside had already realized that there was an intruder and gathered towards the gate.
As soon as he crossed the gate, he was attacked by concentrated fire.
More than thirty members of the sect gathered behind the door, red light surged from their palms, and countless skills blasted out, instantly drowning Lin Ze like a tsunami.
"It's done!"
"Damn intruder!"
"Ha ha!"
Those gathered behind the door were all Flame-level divine disciples and Yan-level divine disciples. They obviously did not know about the annihilation of the arresting team. In addition, they came in a hurry and did not see Lin Ze fighting with the army, otherwise they would definitely not have
Stand here to face the enemy.
Ever since, these people have ushered in the last scene of their lives.
Countless tiny balls of flaming light tore through the fire curtain and rushed out, like machine gun barrages, towards the disciples on the ground. In just an instant, more than thirty official disciples were beaten into a sieve, with blood on their bodies.
They bloomed one after another, fell to the ground with their eyes wide open, and lost their voices.
When the disciples of the gods who were coming from all directions saw this scene, they immediately froze on the spot, their faces turned pale with fright. After they recovered, they turned around and ran away without hesitation, wishing they had a few more legs.
Lin Ze saw this in his eyes and slowly raised his hand. Light condensed in his palm, and slender flame rays shot out at high speed, falling like a curtain of rain, and engulfed the hearts of the escaping disciples one after another.
Every time a ray flashed, someone's body twitched and fell to the ground, dead in an instant.
After just over ten seconds, the disciples fled and died. Within a few hundred meters near the gate, there was no longer a living disciple. Hundreds of corpses lay motionless on the ground, dripping with blood.
It flows, gathers and melts together, almost covering the ground with a shallow layer.
"Lin Ze!!!"
A sudden and angry shout came from the distance.
Lin Ze followed the sound and saw two red lights rushing towards him at an astonishing speed like lightning. In an instant, they flew not far in front of him. The red lights dissipated, revealing the figures of Yang Jing and An Tiecheng.
The two men glanced at the corpses everywhere, and their expressions immediately turned ashen.
Losing hundreds of disciples all at once would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Fire Infant Sect, and they might not be able to recover within a few years.
Suffering such a huge loss, how could Yang Jing and An Tiecheng not become furious.
An Tiecheng, who had the most grumpy temper, immediately glared at Lin Ze and said in a cold tone: "Excellent, don't even think about walking out of this door today!"
Lin Ze pointed to the flame wings behind him: "I think I can fly out."
"You guy!" An Tiecheng's face became more and more gloomy.
"Stop talking nonsense with him, let's work together to deal with him!" Yang Jing glanced at Lin Ze coldly, raised his hands, closed his palms and pointed them at Lin Ze. He saw large rippling red ripples suddenly appearing in the void in front of him.
A huge fireball emerged from it.
The fireball was the size of a car, and the crimson flames burned blazingly, faintly outlining the face of a demon the size of a human face. The ferocious and twisted face opened its mouth wide and screamed, but no sound came out. With Yang Jing's gentle push, the entire giant ball
The fireball roared, blasting out like a meteorite, quickly approaching Lin Ze.
On the other side, An Tiecheng's body surface glowed with a rich dark red light, and a large amount of fire element energy gathered from all directions and adhered to his body, forming a thick semi-liquid fluid like magma in the blink of an eye.
At a glance, An Tiecheng has grown to about three meters tall, like a ferocious magma giant.
He looked up to the sky and roared angrily, then rushed out with lightning, charging towards Lin Ze fiercely like a charging giant beast.
Facing the menacing two men, Lin Ze was undaunted and waved the soul knife with an indifferent expression. The shimmering blade was immediately covered with a layer of soft golden-red light, and then he slashed through the air, and the light of the knife flashed like thunder.
He passed by and penetrated the roaring demonic fireball, directly cutting the latter into two pieces. The fracture was charred black as if an ordinary object had been cut by a red-hot blade, and wisps of green smoke were emitting from the corners.
Seeing this scene in his eyes, the corners of Yang Jing's eyes couldn't help but twitch violently.
Demonic Fireball is a flame skill with extremely high temperature. It is like being cut by high temperature. It can be seen that the temperature of the blade in Lin Ze's hand is so high that it is simply shocking.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the Soul Knife with fear.
After Lin Ze swung his sword to kill the demon fireball, he turned around and saw that the magma giant transformed by An Tiecheng had come closer. It looked huge, but his movements were very quick. With a push of his arms, his huge palms swept Lin Ze away.
Ze's hands and waist were folded in his hands.
After catching Lin Ze, An Tiecheng's mouth showed a sinister smile, and he suddenly exerted force. Under the terrifying and powerful squeeze, the Red Lotus armor rattled, making a harsh sound like metal twisting. If you look carefully, you can see that the soldiers
There is already an obvious depression in the area where the armor is covered by the palm.
However, that was all. No matter how hard An Tiecheng tried, he could not further deform the Red Lotus Armor, let alone break the defense.
As for the magma flowing on the palm, it cannot cause any harm to the Red Lotus Armor.
Seeing this, An Tiecheng was suddenly horrified.
Before he could think of a way to crack it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw an extremely dazzling line of fire suddenly appeared around Lin Ze. After a slight lag, it expanded at an astonishing speed.
Hearing a booming sound, a violent wave of fire swept over and swallowed An Tiecheng head-first.
When the fire wave dissipated and his vision returned to clearness, Yang Jing looked closely and saw that the magma giant had disappeared, leaving only a few traces of magma still hanging on An Tiecheng's body, and the sleeves of the latter's uniform were completely destroyed, revealing a red patch, as if
His arms were like burns.
The severe pain and anger made An Tiecheng's face become extremely distorted. He glared at Lin Ze angrily and gritted his teeth.
Yang Jing also had a gloomy look on his face. Lin Ze's strength was much stronger than they expected. The two seven-star near-gods joined forces and could not do anything to each other. Looking at the entire Fire Infant Sect, only Chief Luo Shidao had this level.
Strength.
Looking at the different expressions on the two people's faces, Lin Ze's lips curled up, and he no longer had the intention to test it further.
Just as he guessed, the strength of the near-god is almost as different as that of the god's servant, which is roughly equivalent to the monster he encountered in the elite-level assessment copy. In other words, it is the level of the elite-level for the first time. This level
Strength is no longer taken seriously by him.
With a thought, the soul energy was immediately pulled out of the red lotus and flowed into the body under Lin Ze's control. It violently collided and merged with the spiritual energy entrenched in the abdomen, and then exploded with huge energy.
Yang Jing and An Tiecheng suddenly felt their hearts skip a beat. A stagnant and terrifying aura suddenly descended on them, almost stopping their breathing, and they suddenly felt intense heart palpitations deep in their hearts.
The source of the momentum came from Lin Ze not far away.
"What's going on?"
Just as the same thought appeared in their minds, Lin Ze's figure flashed and disappeared.
Seeing this, Yang Jing immediately thought to himself that something was wrong. With a thought, a layer of rich red light suddenly appeared on his body. He used the Fire Clothes that a two-star divine disciple could practice. The defensive effect was comparable to that of a full-body heavy armor. However, when
A golden-red blade suddenly flashed in the void, slashing towards his neck, but the fire clothes had no effect at all. The golden-red blade penetrated the red light almost without any hindrance, and passed by at extremely high speed.
There was a soft sneer, and a cloud of blood mist slowly rose up.
Yang Jing felt almost no pain, and then his vision flew high, passing by a headless corpse, and then the world started spinning.
The last scene he saw before his consciousness was drowned by the tide of darkness was the golden-red blade emerging from the chest of the dazed An Tiecheng, with the tip of the blade stabbing upwards.