The palm knife moved forward, the power of thunder flames lingered, and fell on the Black Flame Peak.
Silent and breathless.
Black Yan Peak was directly penetrated by the palm knife.
The palm sword gathered by the ancient thunder flames continued to move forward, approaching in an instant.
Buzz!
The power of black flame appeared around the Seven Star Holy Spirit, forming a defense.
Through the defensive light shield, one can see the frightened expression of the Seven Star Holy Spirit.
With a snap, the light shield shattered, and the palm knife fell, passing over the opponent's body.
Dark red blood overflowed from Qixing Holy Spirit's eyebrows, drawing a thin red line.
The ancient atmosphere has disappeared and everything is back to normal.
Moji woke up from the shock. He turned around and looked around. In his perception, it seemed that an ancient ferocious beast suddenly appeared.
Fortunately, it's just an illusion.
At this moment, I saw the bodies of the seven-star Holy Spirit in front of me disappearing and turning into countless points of light.
In his heart, there is a ball of black energy that is growing.
The Seven Star Holy Spirit is dead.
Mo Ji stared at Zi Chen again, with disbelief in his eyes. He knew that Zi Chen was very strong, and he also knew that a mere seven-star Holy Spirit could not suppress him at all.
But he never expected that Zi Chen would be so powerful.
The Seven-Star Holy Spirit, who controlled the power of Black Flame, was killed in an instant.
"Stop hiding your methods, I can't see through him anymore."
There was a bit of uneasiness in the voice of the Sixth Master, "At that moment before, I seemed to feel the breath of death. He became stronger!"
Mo Ji took a deep look at Zi Chen, his expression became complicated again, and then he waved his hand.
Fully ten seven-star holy spirits appeared, all shrouded in black robes, and the aura surging around them was even more terrifying than the seven stars that had died before.
"Form up!"
As the cold voice of Moji sounded, ten people quickly dispersed and surrounded Zi Chen.
Then, the power of ten black flames rushed out from above their heads, gathered in the sky, and finally turned into a black formation.
A chilling aura came from the formation diagram.
Seeing the killing formation taking shape, Mo Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief and said easily: "Okay, it's time for us to go inside and take a look."
After saying that, he walked forward.
After taking just a few steps, he noticed that the Sixth Young Master had not moved. Moji turned around and said, "Why, are you still worried? Do you think a Six Star can break through this formation?"
The Sixth Master knew very well the origin of this formation. Not only did ten people join forces, but the vitality of the ten people was consumed during the process.
This formation is like a spirit-killing technique that exists specifically to target the spirit race. It is called the Black Flame Spirit-Slaying Formation.
The meaning is very obvious, any spirit race that enters this place will only have the fate of being massacred.
Although he was very aware of the power of this formation and concluded that it was impossible for Zi Chen to break out of the formation, for some reason, Liu Shao always felt uneasy in his heart.
Especially after Zi Chen used that palm sword earlier, it was like encountering a natural enemy.
This feeling is ridiculous, because he possesses the purest spirit-killing skills and is the nemesis of all spirit races.
…
…
Ten people actually formed a formation, which surprised Zi Chen. He originally thought that these people would choose to surround them.
The moment the killing formation took shape, there was terrifying pressure all around.
The space here seems to have become extremely viscous, making Zi Chen's movement restricted, as if he was in a swamp.
This formation is obviously similar to some kind of realm.
Buzz!
Light bloomed all over Zi Chen, and the power of ancient thunder flames was stimulated by him.
Countless thunder flames filled the whole body, the light was bright, and the previous pressure was instantly resolved.
The feeling of discomfort disappeared.
The ten people started to form seals and their movements were consistent.
call out!
There was a whistling sound, and a black war sword was seen hanging from the formation above.
As if traveling through space, carrying the spirit-killing aura, he was in front of Zi Chen in an instant.
This sword is even more terrifying than the previous Black Flame Peak.
Seeing the whereabouts of the sword, Zi Chen smiled slightly.
Make a fist and strike.
The power of thunder flames surged in the fist.
Peng!
The black sword exploded instantly, turned into black light and dissipated, making it completely vulnerable to a single blow.
Across the spirit-slaying array, looking at the pride on Zi Chen's face, a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Mo Ji's mouth, "Idiot, this is just the beginning."
Phew! Phew! Phew!…
More black swords appeared, like a rain of swords, each one exuding the same aura as before, falling from the sky.
In an instant, Zi Chen was overwhelmed by countless sword lights, and the entire spirit-slaying array was completely dominated by black, without any light of thunder and flames.
"Is this death?"
Seeing that there was no movement in front of him, Mo Zi frowned slightly and said, "This is too embarrassing. My intention was not to kill you. Because you are still of great use to us."
boom!
A huge earthquake suddenly sounded, and a powerful wave surged out from where the swords gathered. Countless black swords were seen flying back, shooting in all directions, and bursting into pieces after touching the barrier.
Zi Chen stood there, surrounded by the power of thunder flames, the light was still shining, without any damage.
The faces of the ten seven-star holy spirits who controlled the killing array turned a little pale after countless swords exploded.
Every attack in the spirit-slaying formation is caused by their life force urging their own black energy to condense.
The failure of these attacks to succeed indicates that their vitality is passing away for no reason.
"It seems that he is more resistant to beatings than we thought, so don't hold back."
Ink, which originally planned to go into the depths, obviously no longer planned to leave, but decided to see the outcome of this battle first.
After all, it has been so long and no one else from the Holy Thunder Clan has appeared yet, which proves that only Zi Chen has come to this place.
The seals in the hands of the ten Seven-Star Holy Spirits reappeared, and this time their vitality obviously began to flow rapidly.
The direct effect of this situation is that there is an extra magic dragon in the field.
The demon dragon had two wings. It was obviously a demon dragon. The moment it appeared, it rushed towards Zi Chen.
Swallow it in one gulp.
Mo Zi patted his forehead and couldn't bear to look directly at him, and said, "Keep him alive, but don't really kill him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Demonic Dragon's belly began to expand, as if it had swallowed a mountain peak.
The demon dragon began to struggle painfully, and the faces of the ten seven-star holy spirits became increasingly pale.
Mo Zi's joking expression then froze, and his expression began to change as he looked at the Demonic Spirit Dragon's growing belly.
There was a huge earthquake, and countless thunder flames poured out. The demon dragon roared in pain, and its body exploded.
The ten Holy Spirits all coughed up blood, and their faces were as pale as paper.
Zi Chen's body appeared. He was still intact. He looked at the ten seven-star holy spirits and said: "Although consuming you to death is a very good method, in order to show enough respect for you cannon fodder warriors, I decided to be upright.
Let’s fight with you.”
The magic knife in his hand reappears.
Unsheathed instantly.
The light of the knife flashed.
An arc of shining blade disappeared into nothingness.