On Moon Star, the Holy Moon Clan had dedicated personnel to receive those powerful people. After seeing the people Zi Chen brought, the smiles on the reception staff's faces became even brighter.
The more people there are, the more Heaven Crystals will be consumed, and the commission he will receive will not be less.
"My lord, please follow me."
The other party took Zi Chen and the others to the place where the Lost Sky Crystal was sold.
Lei Lan also came, but he stayed in the team and did not show up actively, just like an ordinary Holy Spirit soldier.
These hundreds of Holy Spirits need more than a thousand Heavenly Crystals, and the number of Immortal Stones they need is even more than 10,000.
After Zi Chen came out, the host personally sent him off.
Even though Zi Chen didn't bring many people, he was so generous that he was worthy of being from the Holy Thunder Clan.
The number of sky crystals they exchanged, let alone 500, could be safely transferred even if it was 1,000.
This is true wealth and wealth, always putting life first.
In an open area, several large teleportation arrays were installed.
As the light lit up, all the sky crystals began to release their power. Under the light, the figures of the holy spirits of the Holy Thunder Tribe were looming.
The next moment, their figures disappeared at the same time.
This time they appeared in a huge open space, which was still paved with bluestones and was clean and tidy.
Zi Chen was already used to it, after all, more than 10,000 immortal stones were gone.
Compared with the work of the Shengyue Clan, it was extremely merciful for him to ask for a teleportation stone for each person.
Someone from the outside guided and informed Zi Chen of his current location.
Of course, Zi Chen would not change the direction and led people towards the southeast.
After walking for a while, Zi Chen's expression suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?" Lei Wusheng noticed the change in his expression.
"Something interesting happened."
Zi Chen smiled and said, "Let's speed up a bit."
Because it is the first residual mineral vein to be discovered, it is not far from here.
By the time Zi Chen arrived, the mountain with the participating crystals had almost been demolished.
Over a thousand people gathered here, looking everywhere but not knowing what they were looking for.
Zi Chen knows.
He waved his hand gently, and a ray of light sank into the sky.
The clear sky was suddenly filled with clouds and mist, black clouds covered the sky and the sun, and thunder flashed from time to time.
Some people noticed the abnormality in the sky and the earth, raised their heads, and saw the lightning shining in the dark clouds, and their expressions changed.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the people approaching in the distance.
Although the number of people who came was not large, less than half of them, their momentum far surpassed those of them.
"Excuse me, who is your leader?"
Zi Chen said to everyone on the mountain peak that had turned into a hillside.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
Peng!
The ground shook and a man rose into the sky.
It’s He Wei!
"Who is coming?"
The moment he stood in the air, he shouted angrily.
"Are you their leader?" Zi Chen looked at the other party.
"who are you?"
He Wei frowned and said, "You actually talked to me with this attitude?"
Zi Chen pointed to the hillside ahead and said, "I discovered this place and left it here on purpose. Now it's been destroyed by your people. What do you say?"
He Wei burst out laughing when he heard the sound, "What a joke, if you say it's yours, then it's yours? If I label the whole world, does this world belong to me?"
Zi Chen walked forward, "Oh, what you said makes sense."
He Wei said proudly: "That's natural, get out of here quickly, or I'll sacrifice you with a knife!"
The smile on Zi Chen's face continued, "But I'm sorry, I don't agree with your reasoning. Because I can't be sure that after you envelope the world, the world will become yours, but one thing I know very well,
That is the place enveloped by the power of our Holy Thunder Clan, and it must be ours."
"you wanna die?"
He Wei's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Zi Chen continued: "Since you destroyed my entire mine, I won't argue too much with you. I will pay you 100,000 immortal stones as compensation, otherwise your lives will end here."
"Only you?" The other party said sarcastically.
"It's not me, it's us! All of us! We, the Holy Thunder Clan!"
The smile on Zi Chen's face gradually faded, "Although our number is less than half of yours, we are confident that we will annihilate you all! One hundred thousand immortal stones is our greatest kindness, and no stone can be left behind!"
A powerful aura surged out from behind, which was the aura released by all the holy spirits of the Holy Thunder Clan.
The power of thunder shook the surrounding wind and clouds, and the turbulent breath moved forward. The terrifying power of thunder sealed the world.
Feeling the aura from the other side, He Wei's expression also changed.
He was not unaware of the reputation of the Holy Thunder Clan. If the two sides really fought, there might not be many people alive on their side.
"Hmph, I have heard about the reputation of the Holy Thunder Tribe for a long time, but I didn't expect that when I saw it today, it would be so unreasonable." He Wei snorted coldly, "Do you really think that this world belongs to you?
Zi Chen said: "This world is not mine, but this place is mine. Either compensate for the fairy stone, or you die! Choose one of the two."
"Holy Thunder Tribe, you have gone too far to bully others. Do you dare to fight me, He Wei, alone?" He Wei said loudly.
"I have no interest in fighting alone, only in killing people. If I don't compensate for the losses, you will all die!"
Zi Chen said indifferently: "Actually, I still hope you can choose the latter, because there are too many people coming here. If you all die, others will get more."
Behind He Wei, the expressions of those still standing on the hillside changed.
They did not expect that the leader of the Holy Thunder Tribe would be so murderous, and at the same time they felt a faint sense of blame in their hearts. It was not good for this leader to cause trouble for anyone but the Holy Thunder Tribe.
"Fight with me, and the winner will be decided."
He Wei said in a deep voice: "If you lose, get out immediately. If I lose, I will compensate you for the loss!"
There was a smile on Zi Chen's face again, "If I had said this earlier, it would have been over. Thank you in advance for your compensation."
"What did you say?"
He Wei frowned angrily, and with a flash of light in his hand, a big sword appeared.
The sword was extremely generous and seemed too heavy. He raised the sword high and stepped forward, "I want you to die!"
With every step he took, the ground shook, whether it was his own strength or the heavy power of the sword.
Zi Chen's eyes were careless. The opponent's level was not low, but as long as he was still a six-star holy talisman master, Zi Chen was not afraid at all.
But when his eyes fell on the big sword, something changed in Zi Chen's eyes.
Because he felt a familiar aura from the broadsword, which was the aura belonging to the soul soldier.
Soul soldiers?
Are there also soul soldiers in the Holy Spirit Realm?
The sword is approaching, it is indeed the breath of the soul soldier.
"Today I want to let you know that there are not only the four holy clans in the world, but also the He family! The desolate He family!"
With one slash, a strong breath surged out.
Facing this knife, Zi Chen's expression was slightly moved, "I have never heard of the desolate He family."
The long golden stick stood in front of him, blocking the blade.
boom!
Under their feet, the ground shook violently, and a huge crack appeared.
He Wei retreated, his hand holding the sword trembling, and he looked at Zi Chen in front of him in disbelief.
Zi Chen was also retreating, but this was not what He Wei wanted to see. What he originally wanted to see was for the other party to die on the spot.
"Who are you?"
He Wei asked in a deep voice, putting away his contempt for the first time.
"Don't you think it's too late to ask me my name now? No matter who I am, you will lose the Immortal Stone today!"
"Huh, I just don't want to kill the unknown person!"
He Wei raised the long sword in his hand, "Today is destined to be the battle for the rise of our desolate He family. How can we be so careless? You don't even know the ghosts who died under the sword? As the leader of the Holy Thunder Clan, you should not be an unknown person.
Bar?"
"Zi Chen."
Zi Chen smiled and said: "The Holy Thunder Clan, the core is Zi Chen!"
"It's you!"
He Wei's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect that the person coming was the famous Zi Chen.
But soon, he burst out laughing, and his eyes became extremely fanatical, "It's so great that it's you. God has treated me so well. As long as I defeat you, who in the Holy Spirit Realm will know who I am from now on."
Great?"
Zi Chen was a little confused. According to the other party's level, he shouldn't be someone with such a personality.
"Death!"
A violent aura suddenly surged from He Wei's body, and there seemed to be a faint black mist lingering around.
That kind of black mist gave him a familiar feeling.
"Die, you idiot!"
He Wei rushed forward, pouring strong power into the blade, and slashed towards Zi Chen.
Zi Chen, who originally planned to mobilize his soul power, found that the power in his body was operating on its own, which was the ancient thunder flame.
Flames burned on the long golden stick, and an ancient aura filled the air.
The two attacks met again, and with a roar, golden thunder flames fell on the black knife.
The black knife began to burn.
He Wei screamed and retreated, while his strength continued to surge, and then he extinguished the thunder flames.
He looked at Zi Chen with a surprised and uncertain expression.
At that moment before, when he mobilized his strength, he actually felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy.
The thunder flames on Zi Chen's long stick had disappeared. He smiled faintly and said: "It seems that you are giving up. I won't ask you any questions. Just take one hundred thousand immortal stones."
"Don't even think about it, you are beyond the bottom of the well!"
He Wei gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.
A storm suddenly appeared around him. As he stood in the storm, the original black power began to surge, and soul power was also raging.
"A separate soul power attack is nothing. The combination of strength and soul power is the most powerful force in the world!"
The storm disappeared, and all the power poured into the sword.
The blade created ripples and became extremely terrifying.
Zi Chen's eyes were fixed on the changes in the sword, and he said more seriously: "Oh, really? Then you have taught me a lesson today."
In his hand, the long stick suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and an aura that was several times stronger than before surged out.
"Then let me see your true power."
After the words fell, Zi Chen took the initiative to move forward.
He seemed to be carrying a golden sun, with such dazzling light that many people closed their eyes subconsciously.
There was a huge boom.
The figures of Zi Chen and He Wei passed each other.
On the long stick in Zi Chen's hand, the dazzling golden light went out.
The sword in He Wei's hand was broken into two pieces.