The demon ape killed a seventh-level god king with one stick. Such fighting power is impressive.
On the other side, the monk laughed loudly and rushed forward with the magic pestle.
The Buddha's light lingered around his body, like a sun, emitting soft light, making everyone feel peaceful in their hearts, as if they had arrived in a pure land.
But this is obviously an illusion. This peaceful light contains a strong murderous intention. Wherever it passes, the God King is killed.
Whoosh!
Next to Zi Chen, Zhang Haotian flashed and disappeared from the place.
When he reappeared, he came to the side of a seventh-level god-king. With a flash of black light, his figure disappeared again.
The body of the seventh-level God King froze in mid-air, and the next moment it fell towards the earth, its vitality gone.
Except for Zi Chen, Yi Qian and Steward Silu, all the people brought by Zi Chen took action.
In the eyes of everyone, these people are all at the seventh level, but their fighting power is terrifying and they can easily kill them at the same level.
As soon as the battle broke out, the god-kings of the Emon family kept dying.
Such a powerful combat power caused everyone's expressions to change drastically, with disbelief on their faces.
The realms of both sides are obviously the same, but the difference in combat power is too big.
In the blink of an eye, the god kings who had rushed up earlier turned into corpses and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, attack with all your strength!"
The elder was obviously angry, his expression became extremely crazy, and he shouted loudly.
Powerful auras came from a distance one after another. Among them were some eight-level experts, and even nine-level ones.
The Emon family is an old family, and naturally there is a ninth-level god-king in the family.
When these level eights arrived, they joined the battlefield. One of the level eights encountered a demon ape, and the demon ape struck him down with a stick.
boom!
The energy oscillates, the space is violently distorted, and it may break at any time.
The demon ape's body swayed, and opposite him, the eighth-level god king coughed up blood and flew backwards.
One blow determines the outcome.
Such a scene was even more shocking. Even Thorpe, who had been watching the show, looked serious at this moment.
Although he didn't take these seventh levels seriously, he had never had such a strong combat power when he was in this realm.
Zi Chen, who had been motionless, took a step forward, and the aura of the eighth grade was released. He said coldly: "All the idle people must retreat, otherwise we will treat you as members of the Eamon family and the Thorpe family!"
Feeling the oppressive atmosphere coming from the air, many people's expressions changed drastically and they retreated one after another.
Obviously Zi Chen is the leader of the group. His subordinates are so powerful, so wouldn't the leader be even stronger?
The crowd who came to watch the ceremony began to retreat, and the aura released by Zi Chen made them feel more and more depressed.
A level nine arrived in the air and launched an attack on the possessed ape.
Zi Chen took a step forward and his figure disappeared.
The next moment, he arrived in front of the ninth-level man, with the long sword in his hand unsheathed.
Whoosh!
A shining arc of the knife passed by and went straight into the distance.
The arc of the sword passed over Jiu Ling's body, and the menacing Ninth Level's body froze.
Before the arc of the sword disappeared, Zi Chen's figure had disappeared from Level 9's eyes and appeared beside the monk. Then another arc of sword appeared and passed over the body of Level 9 in front of him.
Zi Chen's speed was like teleporting, and he appeared in four places one after another, and four sword arcs appeared in those four places.
As the sword arc disappeared, Zi Chen reappeared in the same place.
The four ninth-level members from the Emon family paused in mid-air as they advanced, and the terrifying aura surging on their bodies dissipated in an instant.
Pengpeng's voice sounded, and the four ninth-level people fell to the ground and died.
There were screams of surprise all around, and the crowd that had retreated far away once again retreated back, terrified.
The ninth-level God King was already the pinnacle existence in this world, but he didn't expect to be slaughtered so easily.
The faces of all the Emon family members changed drastically, and there was deep fear in their eyes. Since the battle, in just a short moment, four ninth-level people, several eighth-level people, and more than a dozen seventh-level people died. Such a loss would even be
The Eamon family also couldn't bear it.
You know, they are all cultivated gods, not war machines of alien races.
Thorpe, who had always been calm, could no longer keep his composure at this moment. When he looked at Zi Chen again, there was deep fear in his eyes.
Kui Wei, who was rescued by the demon ape, smiled bitterly. The gap in combat power between him and Zi Chen was no longer a tiny bit.
The battle ended quickly, and all the god kings who rushed up turned into corpses.
Swish! Swish! Swish!...
The monk and others then retreated to Zi Chen's side. The powerful aura emanating from his body made the surroundings extremely depressing.
There was silence all around, but this silence was quickly broken by Zi Chen, "We want to take Goddess Xinlin back to Tianshen Mansion!"
Zi Chen's sharp gaze swept across the entire audience and landed on the elder, "Do you have any objections?"
"You...you go too far!" The old man's face was full of anger.
Zi Chen's expression became cold and he said: "Although I despise your Eamon family very much, if you are stubborn, then I don't mind letting this family be destroyed!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place became silent again, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.
"My Eamonn family has been established for who knows how many thousands of years, and there are countless ninth-level experts. How can we be afraid of your threat?"
The old man said coldly: "Let me see today how you destroyed my Eamonn family."
When Zi Chen heard the sound, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Oh, there are countless ninth-level ones. I don't know where these countless ones are. Do you dare to let me see them?"
The ninth level who arrived earlier was slaughtered by Zi Chen in an instant. At the moment, no other ninth level has appeared in the Emon family.
Facing this kind of massacre battle, the ninth level who comes first will definitely die, so at this time, there is no ninth level coming.
However, the Emon family obviously did not show the fear they should have. They saw many god-kings arriving in the distance, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes as they approached.
Feeling the strong murderous intent, Zi Chen's expression became more and more disdainful. He looked up at the sky and said: "Thunder falls!"
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The originally clear sky became extremely bright at this moment, and soon became dazzling. When everyone saw what the bright light was, they all exclaimed.
Swish! Swish!...
When these lights fall, each one corresponds to a god king.
When the light hit these god-kings, a deafening roar sounded from heaven to earth.
Thunder was everywhere, raging continuously. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became a sea of thunder. In this sea of thunder, countless screams rang out.