The army of survivors in front showed signs of slowing down, but a whistle came from behind, causing their speed to speed up again.
Zi Chen's eyes became cold.
He raised his palm.
Behind him, all the Holy Spirits of the Holy Thunder Tribe released their auras.
The aura of the Holy Spirit of more than ten thousand people gathered together, crushing the clouds in the sky, and the endless pressure of thunder spread to all directions like the power of heaven.
Just when the pressure reached its peak, Zi Chen, who was standing in the sky, shouted angrily, "You dare to fight!"
His voice seemed to merge with the pressure of the Holy Spirit from thousands of people, rolling forward, and the pressure it brought was like a real wave of air sweeping past.
The survivors at the front flew backwards one after another, with blood spilling from their seven orifices.
And when the flying body hit the ground, it had lost its vitality.
One word can destroy their souls.
The team of survivors who were rushing forward appeared in the commotion, and the others stopped involuntarily, and everyone looked at Zi Chen standing in the sky in shock.
In the blink of an eye, the large army stopped.
The Holy Spirit spies at the rear who came to monitor were all stunned when they saw this scene.
The indomitable momentum was blocked just like that?
The Holy Moon Clan spectators in the secret room were also surprised.
Zi Chen looked forward, waiting for the leader on the opposite side to appear.
Ao San flew up and looked at Zi Chen coldly.
"Oh it's you."
Zi Chen had seen each other last time. The two were not fighting at that time. After making a threatening move, Ao San led others to escape. So now, he recognized the other party at a glance.
"I let you go last time, but you're still not satisfied. Now you're standing in front of us. Are you looking for death?" Osan said coldly.
Zi Chen said: "We can discuss this matter of seeking death later. My name is Zi Chen, the leader of the Holy Thunder Clan this time."
"Holy Thunder Clan?" Ao San stared at Zi Chen.
"Yes, we are from the same tribe, and we are both good at using the power of lightning."
Zi Chen pointed his finger at the sky, and a bolt of thunder rose into the sky and exploded in the sky.
Osan snorted and said, "It's just a small trick."
Zi Chen was not angry and continued: "I am not standing here today to start a war with you. It would be best if we could sit down and discuss it."
Osamu sarcastically said: "What is there to discuss between us?"
Zi Chen said: "As long as you retreat this time, I, Zi Chen, can guarantee that while we continue to go deeper, we will never kill any survivors."
Ao San snorted coldly, his eyes full of coldness, "You are intruders, do you deserve to say such things?"
Zi Chen said: "We are here only for money, not for killing. As long as you agree and leave now, we promise to live in peace with you."
"While you are destroying our home, you still want to live in harmony with us. You are really good at telling jokes."
Ozan said: "Are you humans so ridiculous?"
Zi Chen said calmly: "The resources here have existed for many years, but you have never discovered them. This shows that they are not important to you."
"It's not important, it's our stuff, why should we give it to you?" Osan said, "How about you give us the place where you live?"
"If you have this idea, I can take you away and arrange a new place for you to live."
While the two leaders were having a conversation, the surroundings were quiet, but no one relaxed, because once the conversation ended, the battle would break out.
As Osan said, the two sides have different positions, and it is almost impossible to sit down and discuss it.
It can be said that they are invaders, and these survivors are just guarding their homes.
But in this kind of thing, there is no right or wrong, everything is based on interests and resources.
On the road of spiritual practice, resources are earned by fighting for them. Of course, they can also be said to be plundered.
"Stop talking nonsense, we are the great remnants of the ancient times. We have nothing to talk about with you humans. Get out of the way quickly or die!" Osan was already a little impatient.
Zi Chen said: "That's good. We retreat into the canyon. Please go around from one side, so we don't offend the river."
Osan, who had no patience anymore, was stunned. How could he still do this?
Shouldn't the two hostile parties be fighting each other?
At the rear, many spies were secretly scolding each other. Apparently Zi Chen was so shameless that he chose to give in regardless of justice.
Zi Chen said: "I said before, we are just seeking money, not killing."
He stretched out two fingers and said: "We currently occupy two places here. The first is this canyon, and the second is the place where you and I met. As long as you don't go in these two directions, we promise
I won’t take the initiative.”
"Why should I believe you?" Osan said, his determined murderous intention seemed to be wavering.
"You don't believe me, you believe us!"
Zi Chen pointed behind him and said: "Believe in the credibility of all of us! Believe in the credibility of our Holy Thunder Clan!"
Osamu smiled, his smile a little playful, "So, you guys are still respectable people?"
Zi Chen said: "It's not that great, but it's definitely true to its word!"
The spies behind were all sweating in their hearts at this moment, obviously they didn't want Osan to agree.
Ou San laughed, "We are here to kill people. Since you are the most respectable people, why should I sacrifice the close ones for the far away ones? I will kill you all. I believe everyone else will be scared and get out of here, right?"
Zi Chen looked at Osan, "Are you serious?"
Osamu suppressed his smile and said proudly: "I'll kill you first to establish my authority. If that doesn't work, I'll kill all the intruders!"
Zi Chen sighed and shook his head. This guy's mind didn't seem to be very bright.
Although deep down in his heart, Zi Chen also felt that what the other party said was quite right.
If the two of them changed their angles, he might also make this choice.
But there is a prerequisite for understanding the combat capabilities of both sides.
Osan said angrily: "Kill, no one will be spared!"
"You are really looking for death!"
There was a bit of regret and sigh in Zi Chen's voice, and then he flew forward like a bolt of lightning.
"court death!"
Osan was obviously not afraid of Zi Chen, and he also flew in the direction of Zi Chen.
The two met in the air.
Infinite light burst out, dazzling the eyes, and many people closed their eyes subconsciously.
When the infinite light dissipated, Zi Chen stood behind Ou San, with their backs facing each other.
Time seemed to stand still, the two of them stood there motionless.
The survivors who had just started to move stopped again, and everyone looked up at the sky.
In the eyes of everyone, time only stood still for a moment, and everything returned to normal.
Zi Chen's robes were fluttering, and he had an indescribable and unique temperament.
Ou San, who had his back to Zi Chen, was enveloped by gravity and fell towards the ground.