Everyone's eyes followed the movement of the ball, but they did not sense the terrifying power from above, only a strange power of space above.
The next moment, the ball burst into dazzling light, and a transparent rippled light shield, like a large upside-down bowl, trapped everyone inside.
Everyone was trapped by the rippled light shield, but the light shield did not contain any offensive energy. To put it bluntly, this thing is equivalent to another formation, mainly targeting the ownerless realm, making it impossible to escape into the space. .
Everyone immediately understood the function of the ball, and when they looked at Zi Chen again, their eyes became weird.
Clay looked at the ball above his head stupidly. He saw that this powerful man was so confident, and he must have a strong trump card, but he never expected that he would come up with such an item that had no offensive properties at all.
"It's quite interesting." The tenth-ranked leader smiled testily at Zi Chen.
"It's interesting." Ming Mo smiled coldly and said, "If it were anyone else, they would have thought that this guy was going to catch us all after doing this."
There was a faint smile on Zi Chen's calm face. He looked at Ming Mo and the ten masters and said seriously: "I'm not planning to catch you all in one go, but I will definitely catch you all in one go."
"You're not ashamed to speak loudly." Ming Mo smiled coldly.
Others around him, while laughing, clenched the king-level spiritual weapons in their hands and released their powerful auras.
Clay was a little confused. He could no longer tell whether the strong man next to him was arrogant or confident.
Zi Chen turned around, glanced at Clay, and asked, "Do you know what I was doing in the mountains and forests?"
Clay didn't know why this gentleman was asking questions that had nothing to do with the situation at hand, but death could come at any time, so he could say it one sentence at a time, "It should be for training."
"It's considered practice, but it's actually a set of marksmanship. The move that kills the blue leopard is actually the last move of the marksmanship." Zi Chen asked, "Do you want to see that move again?"
Recalling the circumstances of Blue Leopard's death, Clay somehow rekindled hope in his heart. He nodded and said, "Yes, of course I do. I didn't look carefully at the beginning, but now I really want to see him again."
Ming Mo and Master Shi didn't know what Zi Chen wanted to do, and the others didn't understand either.
But the next moment, they understood.
I saw a long spear appearing in Zi Chen's hand at some point. The whole body of the spear was glowing with black light, emitting a sharp aura.
The black spear had just been acquired, and before anyone else could react, the spear turned into a stream of light and pierced through the side.
"try to find……"
The approaching fifth-level monk felt the danger approaching, shouted loudly, and raised the king-level spiritual soldier in his hand, but before he could say the word "death", the tip of the spear had already reached in front of him and was pointed between his eyebrows.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Zi Chen's attack stopped, the weapon raised by the fifth-level monk stopped, and his eyes were staring at Zi Chen angrily.
"collapse."
A cold voice came from Zi Chen's mouth, and the tip of the spear pointed at the center of the fifth-level monk's eyebrows, and then left the other person's eyebrows.
There was an explosion in the formation, and the head of the fifth-level realm exploded instantly.
One hit, instant kill.
There was a bright light in Clay's eyes. This was how the blue leopard died.
The expressions of the other fifth-level domain realms changed drastically, with domain soldiers guarding them in front of them, and they all retreated towards the rear.
"court death."
There was a look of surprise in Ming Mo's eyes, but the tenth master shouted loudly, completely finishing what he had not said just now at the fifth level of the realm. A powerful aura surged around him, and brilliance loomed in his hand, a king-level spiritual weapon. Appeared with flashing brilliance.
Zi Chen glanced at the opponent with cold eyes, flicked the spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the spear at Master Ten.
A crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart. Master Shi suddenly raised his head, and vaguely saw a black dragon rushing towards him.
With a strong danger of death hanging over his heart, Master Ten had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, shouted loudly, and swept towards the rear.
He stepped back in one step and saw the five-level human figure in front of him suddenly disappearing, along with the black dragon just now.
Everything just now, like the black dragon, like the crisis of death, were all like hallucinations in my mind.
There was a sneer on the corner of Master Ten's mouth. He was sure that it was an illusion. It was obvious that this very confident guy, relying on some illusion methods, arrogantly thought that he could leapfrog the battle.
But just when he was proud, he saw from the corner of his eye that everyone around him looked frightened, and their eyes seemed to be focused on him.
The Tenth Leader looked at these people and found that they were all looking at him, but not at his face, but at his body, which seemed to be his chest.
The pain slowly came, and Master Shi slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
I saw a spear tip emitting black light, which appeared at my heart at some point.
His sneering expression froze instantly, and his eyes immediately widened, filled with deep horror.
Immediately afterwards, he heard a cold voice coming from behind him.
It was just one word, but it echoed clearly in his sea of consciousness.
"collapse."
This word, like the sound of heaven, shook the seas of consciousness of the ten masters, as if the heaven and earth were falling apart.
After that, his sea of consciousness completely collapsed and his consciousness dissipated directly.
A bloody hole burst out from the heart of Master Ten, and his body fell forward. Behind him, Zi Chen stood with a gun.
Zi Chen's eyes were still calm, as if he was killing an insignificant existence.
Two people died in the blink of an eye, and everyone's eyes were full of horror. Those in the fifth realm were even more frightened and retreated again and again, their faces full of extreme terror.
There was no color left on Ming Mo's face, and the shock in his heart was no less than those of those five levels.
You must know that Zi Chen can kill the tenth master of the seventh level in an instant, so killing him, a person at the peak of the sixth level, is not a matter of a simple shot.
At this moment, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong.
Since the other party dared to come alone, he was not really careless or a brainless person, but he had absolute confidence.
At the very least, Wuside as a whole cannot keep him.
Looking at the dead Ten Masters, Clay was shocked and finally saw the opponent's powerful combat power.
Only then did he understand that the reason the other party dared to come here was because of his self-confidence.
"Let's do it together and kill him."
Now that the matter has come to this, begging for mercy is of no use, so Ming Mo is also a ruthless person and shouted coldly.
Several other fifth-level beings also had cold and stern looks in their eyes. In a flash, they rushed towards Zi Chen, and weapons emitting cold light pierced through Zi Chen's body.
At this moment, everyone launched an attack on Zi Chen, but as for Clay, he was ignored.
"puff."
A ray of cold light shot through, instantly piercing Zi Chen's body, and then more attacks came, crushing Zi Chen's body.
It was so easy to succeed, and everyone looked a little stunned.
A scream came from a distance the next moment. Everyone turned around subconsciously and saw Zi Chen holding a gun. It was obvious that what he had just seen was just an afterimage.
At this moment, Zi Chen was facing away from them, the black spear in his hand was already thrust forward, and at the end of the spear was the greedy housekeeper recognized by Wu Side, in the late Ming Dynasty.
It turned out that when Ming Mo signaled several people to take action, he was planning to escape.
"boom."
The Bengzi Jue reappeared, and Ming Mo's body completely exploded.
He died in the late Ming Dynasty.
Immediately afterwards, Zi Chen turned around and his cold eyes fell on several fifth-level realms. Their hearts trembled and they begged for mercy.
You know, when they encounter such a powerful existence, they don't even have a chance to fight to their death.
Zi Chen had no intention of leaving his life alive, so he shook the spear in his hand, like a black dragon shooting.
Looking at the few people who fell down again in the blink of an eye, Clay was completely dumbfounded.
In his eyes, the situation was fatal, but it was resolved after the strong man took several actions.
Every time the spear appears, it takes away a life.
"Uh-huh."
Zi Chen made a move with one hand, and saw light groups representing the realm world appearing on the body of the dead monk.
Zi Chen took away most of the light balls, leaving two behind. With a shake of his hand, the light balls appeared in front of Clay, who looked astonished.
"This is the reward, take me to the treasure house next." Zi Chen's faint voice sounded.
Clay did not take over the two light groups, but looked at Zi Chen with a shocked face and said: "The area around the treasure house is heavily guarded, and several masters are there."
To maintain the operation of a force, it is necessary to have a system with clear rewards and punishments, and a treasure house where everyone's harvest is placed. This treasure house is the common wealth of everyone, and even the strongest leader cannot embezzle it.
Undoubtedly, the treasure house is the foundation of a force, and there are certainly many strong people guarding it.
"Lead the way." Zi Chen said coldly.
Clay saw the determination in Zi Chen's eyes, so he stopped insisting and took away the two light groups, and Zi Chen took away the ball.
After that, the formation without offensive means was broken, and the two people walked out of the residence in the late Ming Dynasty one after another.
There are no monks left outside, obviously they were deliberately evacuated at the end of the Ming Dynasty.
Next, Zi Chen followed Clay and walked towards the place where the treasure house was.
Along the way, Clay seemed very nervous. After all, what they did next would not only shock Woodside, but even the entire Thirteen Alliance.
During this period, Clay met one or two acquaintances. After being greeted warmly, Clay just nodded.
There was a person following Clay, but everyone didn't take it seriously.
After all, there are too many monks here, and not everyone on both sides knows each other.
As he approaches the treasure house, the more monks he meets, the more nervous Clay will become.
Finally arriving at the treasure house, Clay almost collapsed.
"Who are they?" Sensing something unusual about the two of them, a sixth-level monk walked out of the darkness and looked at the two of them warily.
Looking at the treasure house hundreds of meters away, the ball in Zi Chen's hand reappeared. It was something given to him by the magic order, mainly for collecting realm worlds.
As the ball rose, the ripples of light completely covered the entire treasure house.
Such an obvious intention caused the faces of the monks stationed in the treasure house to change drastically. However, after they appeared, they saw only two people, and their faces showed anger.