Zi Chen and his men successfully rushed into the alien battlefield, showing extremely powerful destructive power during the process.
All the foreigners encountered along the way were killed. Among them, Zi Chen killed five of the eighth-level foreigners.
Zi Chen, who continued to release his spiritual thoughts during this period, finally discovered a place where aliens specialized in trading. It seemed that because many aliens went to human cities, the number of people in these trading places was very small and not lively at all.
Zi Chen even discovered that some stall owners were dozing out of boredom, and even the noisy shouts of death could not wake them up.
Murderous intent swept through, Zi Chen led twenty-five humans to kill them, and rushed into each shop.
These shops contain human weapons, some rare materials, special ores, and some healing elixirs.
Zi Chen rushed into a shop. The owner of the shop turned out to be an eight-level tiger man. When he suddenly saw a human coming in, a flash of surprise immediately flashed in his eyes.
"Uh-huh."
Zi Chen showed no mercy, and with a flick of his spear, it transformed into a stream of light and stepped forward.
At the same time, the black sword was unsheathed, and the shining light of the sword passed by.
Before the eighth-level shop owner could react, Zi Chen killed him on the spot. A seventh-level alien shop owner was so frightened that he ran away from the back door. Zi Chen did not pursue him, but focused on the dazzling array of products in the shop.
"Senior Ding Ling."
When no one was around, Zi Chen took out the alchemy cauldron and sent out a spiritual thought.
"These must all be taken away."
The cauldron spirit dressed in white robes appeared and glanced over the products in the shop. The quality of these products was quite good, and there were a lot of good materials in them.
"Take them all, leave no one behind." Zi Chen nodded. At this moment, the spear in his hand was still pointed at the body of the eight-level alien. The body of the alien was drying up visible to the naked eye. A steady stream of power gathered into Zi Chen's body. Of course, , that eight-fold heart is still intact.
"Kill these humans."
"Human invasion, find reinforcements quickly."
"Kill these intruders."
Shouts were heard from outside the shop, but aliens from other parts of the city heard the news and came to kill them.
In the shop, with the wave of Ding Ling's sleeves, a huge suction force emerged, and many materials in the shop moved towards Dan Ding.
This was considered a violation of the rules. Zi Chen's soul power was being consumed rapidly, but fortunately, the soul power of the eighth-level alien race was maintained.
By the time everything in the store was collected, four minutes had passed.
In these four minutes, many alien races heard the news and came to kill them, and some were in the process of rushing back.
Zi Chen rushed out of the shop and saw many companions carrying heavy baggage flying out of each shop. They had gained a lot.
The facts turned out to be as Zi Chen had guessed before, there was no strong man in this city at all. As long as Zi Chen was given some time, he could kill all the aliens in the entire city.
Just when Zi Chen was about to say let go of the killing, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. Zi Chen had never encountered this feeling before, and even his soul was trembling because of it.
A large shadow fell down, as if the sky was collapsing. The strong pressure made Zi Chen breathless, and his heart felt like a big stone was pressing on him. He raised his head with difficulty and looked towards the sky.
Then Zi Chen saw a big black ship, which was an ancient warship. The warship seemed to have experienced the baptism of countless wars. It was riddled with holes and exuded a strong air of ancient decay. The warship's sails, It was in tatters, as if it might fall apart at any time, but when Zi Chen clearly saw the complete appearance of the warship, deep shock appeared on his face.
The hull is not in tatters, but a complete animal bone, which is thousands of meters long. There are four skeleton claws on the bottom of the ship. It looks like some kind of powerful creature. Looking at the hull, Zi Chen cannot recognize what kind of creature it is. , but when his eyes fell on the skull on the bow of the ship, Zi Chen was shocked, and a word representing power, sacredness, and majesty emerged.
dragon.
It was a dragon head, perfectly connected to the skeleton ship. It was obviously a dragon ship or a keel that had lost its body.
The ancient skeleton dragon boat passed over Zi Chen's head, casting a large shadow. A sad war song came from the dragon boat and reached Zi Chen's ears.
Zi Chen was shocked beyond measure. The huge pressure above his head made him unable to move. His heart rate accelerated, and his whole heart felt like it was going to explode.
Zi Chen's reaction was extreme, but when he looked around, there was no reaction from other humans and aliens.
The ancient and sad war song was still ringing, and the tremendous pressure on his body and soul told Zi Chen that all this was real and not an illusion.
The skeleton dragon boat passed by overhead, and no one else noticed it, so there was nothing unusual about it. Only Wharton seemed to feel something and looked up at the sky, but he couldn't see anything.
The appearance of the dragon boat completely shocked Zi Chen. After the dragon boat left, Zi Chen found that 90% of his soul and strength had been consumed.
The feeling just now was very bad, as if something big had happened, so he shouted: "Get out, get out quickly."
The dragon boat was too scary. Even if he left now, Zi Chen still didn't dare to stay here. He turned around and ran away, with other humans following closely.
The skeleton dragon boat had gone far away, but the shadow in Zi Chen's heart could not be dissipated. It seemed that the pressure was still there, and it seemed that those cold dragon eyes had been paying attention to him.
Zi Chen, who didn't dare to stay, fought his way out of the city.
There were twenty-six people when they entered the city, and twenty-one were left when they left the city. Five of them died in the battle.
"You go first."
After leaving the city, Zi Chen felt that the pressure was relieved a lot. He glanced at the injured people and waved his hand.
"Let's go, hurry up." Wharton, who was carrying a heavy baggage, also signaled for everyone to leave first, but he chose to stay.
Those who survived undoubtedly carried huge burdens, and they knew without even thinking that the things inside were of great value.
Looking at the aliens chasing out of the city gate, Zi Chen said: "You all go, I will stop them by myself, and we will meet in the Youlin."
Without waiting for anyone to say anything else, Zi Chen rushed towards the aliens with his spear in hand.
Zi Chen, who owns the Dragon Soul Gun and is not afraid of consumption at all, is naturally not afraid of these people either. Wharton and others looked at Zi Chen deeply, then turned and left.
Grabbing them all, the sword light kept flashing, and the aliens fell one after another.
Zi Chen, who possesses extreme speed, will not let a foreigner pass him and hunt down other humans.
Blood is flying, and corpses of aliens fall down one after another. No matter how brave a person is, he will feel fear when he encounters a massacre.
Zi Chen seemed to be going crazy, cutting down any aliens who dared to appear in front of him. This kind of killing lasted for who knows how long. When Zi Chen cut down the last alien, he saw that the surroundings were piled with alien corpses, and Zi Chen
He himself has already been dyed into blood.
He raised his head and looked forward, and saw a group of foreigners gathered at the city gate, but they all held weapons and looked at Zi Chen in horror, not daring to step forward.
He glanced at the aliens indifferently, and their hearts trembled. Some of them almost lost their weapons. With a cold snort, Zi Chen turned around and left, but he didn't even want the loot.
Zi Chen is not a fool. The killing has lasted for so long, and even with the soul-eating method of the Dragon Soul Gun, his spirit cannot bear it. Moreover, with such a delay, reinforcements from the other party may arrive soon, and by that time, Zi Chen
Chen was afraid that he wouldn't be able to leave.
Outside the forest, twenty people were still waiting anxiously. It was said that they had gained a lot this time, but they were not happy at all after arriving here alive.
They invaded the foreign city and made history, but if Zi Chen died, everything they got would be useless, because these things could only be exchanged for useful things in front of Zi Chen.
"I hope nothing happens to Master Zichen." Muse murmured, as if praying.
I don't know since when, they have changed the title of Master Zi Chen to Lord Zi Chen. Master refers to Zi Chen's identity as an alchemist, but Lord is everyone's respectful title for Zi Chen's combat prowess.
Wharton hasn't said a word since he came back. He just rested against a dead tree to heal his injuries. Even he was seriously injured in the last battle.
As he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he couldn't help but recall the scene in Xinke's shop. Old man Xinke had a high opinion of Zi Chen in the early stage of Qizhong. At that time, Wharton knew that there must be a reason for all this.
Now even Wharton, who is in the late seventh level, dare not say that he can kill Zi Chen. On the contrary, if Zi Chen is too close to Zi Chen when he kills someone, he will feel a trembling feeling in his heart.
In addition, there is the danger that was suddenly felt before.
The moment he sensed danger, he looked around and found that there was nothing unusual about the others. But at this moment, he saw Zi Chen coming out of the shop. After that, Zi Chen seemed to have seen something and endured something. His expression turned out to be...
It became very painful.
At that time, Wharton followed Zi Chen's gaze and saw that there was nothing above the sky.
It was at that time that Zi Chen announced his retreat.
While waiting anxiously, time always passed very slowly. For most of the day, everyone felt as if more than half a year had passed.
Finally, they heard a slight movement, and following behind, they saw a human being covered in blood appear.
Looking at the spear that was still stained by no blood, everyone's faces immediately showed excitement, and they stepped forward one after another and shouted for Lord Zi Chen.
"Master Zichen, you are injured." Muse was the first to step forward and asked with concern.
"These are just minor injuries. It doesn't matter. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's continue going deeper." Zi Chen shook his head and said.
Everyone was stunned, and Muse asked: "It's not safe here in the secluded forest. Do we have to go deep into the secluded forest?"
"No, let's go to the Desert of Death. Let's go now and speed up."
In the last sentence, Zi Chen emphasized his tone.
After several months of getting along, everyone had already convinced Zi Chen. Now that they heard Zi Chen's almost command-like words, everyone didn't ask any questions and immediately accelerated towards the desert of death.
Even Wharton didn't talk nonsense, and instead helped a seriously injured seventh-level mid-level human to carry his baggage.
Not long after they left, a team of twenty aliens composed entirely of eight layers appeared.
The leader of the wolf clan, with its breath trembling, quickly locked onto the direction Zi Chen and others were heading, and immediately pursued them.
"Don't stop, restore energy with all your strength, don't worry about consumption, spiritual crystals are unlimited, but you only have one life." Zi Chen ordered as he accelerated forward,