Zi Chen looked at the middle-aged man and didn't know what to say.
The middle-aged man looked at Zi Chen and sighed with emotion, and soon laughed again, "Although I don't know what happened back then, I am still very happy to see you here again."
"It seems that no matter what era you are in, no matter what you have become, this character of unwillingness to be lonely has never changed. If my prediction is correct, this should be the devil world. How did you, a spiritual tribe, come here? And you are still here?
Can we live in harmony with the demons?"
Even though he is no longer the big shot he was back then, the current middle-aged man still sees Zi Chen's true identity.
Zi Chen originally had a question to ask the other party, but he never expected that the other party would ask the question first.
Zi Chen truthfully told what happened and what he saw along the way.
The middle-aged man said: "The current situation of the spirit tribe has a lot to do with us. When we entered this place, the journey was smooth, and we killed the demons until they lost their armor. Unexpectedly, in the last battle, the demons
A strong man suddenly appeared in our clan. He led a large group of saints and caught us off guard. The strong man from the demon clan called himself the devil. In his words, he had already played a big game back then.
, just waiting for us chess pieces to come in."
Just as the middle-aged man was talking, the aura of his body began to fade away. He shook his head and smiled, and said: "It seems that we can't reveal too much, otherwise we will encounter the backlash of the rules. In my current state, I can't resist the backlash of the rules."
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"It's great that you were able to come all the way here, and even get the Eye of the Demon God. I believe this is something that all the demons cannot believe. Even that arrogant guy back then would never have thought of it."
The middle-aged man said with a smile: "I am somewhat looking forward to what you will receive next. If you really take away what that guy left, it will be fun. Unfortunately, I can't see it.
I can only put my hope in you."
"Time is limited, I will use my last spiritual power to leave the technique. Don't dislike it after seeing it. Once you master this technique, it will not be weaker than your thunder control technique."
After saying that, the middle-aged man pointed out a finger, and the fingertips landed on Zi Chen's eyebrows. Countless light patterns bloomed, turning into a light spot on his eyebrows, and submerged into Zi Chen's sea of consciousness.
"Thunder Sword."
This is a technique left by the senior. With only these three words, it sounds a bit shabby. It is not inferior to the thunder control technique. But since the senior specifically explained it, Zi Chen took it to heart and waited for time.
Then practice again.
By the time he came to his senses and was about to say thanks, the senior's body had already dissipated.
He disappeared, forever disappearing between heaven and earth, with no possibility of resurrection. Before disappearing, he left behind his spell, but not his name.
All the demons looked at Zi Chen in surprise. At that moment, they were all worried about Zi Chen. Fortunately, the opponent's spell was somewhat special and they converted their power in time, so they did not die on the spot.
The countless rays of light that converged towards his eyebrows shocked many people's hearts. Could it be that they were the inheritance left by the Holy Lord of the Spiritual Race?
At this moment, he saw magic light flowing around him again, and a huge force of repulsion appeared.
Zi Chen flew upside down and coughed up blood after landing.
And in front, the withered bones that could block even half a step of the Holy Lord turned into powder and disappeared.
There was an uproar all around, and many powerful demon clan men had smiles on their faces. As for the eight-star Zi Chen, no one paid attention to him anymore.
After all, Zi Chen's level is too low. If it weren't for chance and he mastered such a useless technique, he would not be qualified to get the attention of many powerful people.
This is also what Zi Chen wants to achieve, to make everyone feel that they are just lucky and that the mouthful of blood they vomited in the middle is not in vain.
Without the dead bones blocking the way, everyone walked towards the Demon Temple ahead.
Zi Chen was still behind and did not rob it with the others. When the senior disappeared earlier, he revealed that there was something left by the devil inside, but he did not say what it was.
No one paid attention to Zi Chen anymore, because it was obvious that the opponent was forced away by force in the end, and it was destined to be impossible to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Lord of the Spirit Clan. Even if he could obtain it, it would be of little use to the demons.
And no one regards it as a threat, because it is only a mere eight-star realm.
There was no danger when entering the Demon Temple. Everyone walked into the Demon Temple as if they were taking a walk or visiting.
Zi Chen was the last one to come in. Just after he walked in, the door to the main hall at the back closed on its own.
Zi Chen's expression changed slightly, and he looked around vigilantly. Nothing unusual appeared, and Zi Chen found that the others were just as at a loss as he was.
In the outside world, teams that were still trying to move forward were pushed back by a powerful force after the Thunder Temple was closed.
Just after they returned to their original place, all the demon creatures that were responsible for taking everyone's exams disappeared.
At the same time, a curtain of light appeared between heaven and earth, as if dividing the world into two, blocking everyone on this side.
Regarding the resources of the devil, it has nothing to do with everyone present.
Many people were disappointed and lamented because such an opportunity may only come once in their lifetime.
Liu Chan doesn't care. He has gained a lot this time. Even if he can't advance to become a half-step saint after returning, he will at least advance further in terms of power level. There may be a great possibility of being promoted to a royal family.
Power.
At the moment, the only hope in his heart is from Zi Chen. As long as Zi Chen can destroy their plan this time, it will be a real achievement.
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When the door of the main hall was closed and everyone was on alert, a huge picture appeared above everyone's heads, and what was shown in the picture was a messy battlefield.
On this battlefield, someone is fighting.
In other words, the spirit race and the demon race are fighting.
Those spiritual tribes are all invaders, and their fighting power is very strong. Looking at the battlefield now, I guess that everyone is a saint.
With so many saints gathered together, the picture looks particularly shocking.
It's just that the battle shown in the picture is not optimistic. One strong demon clan was killed one after another, and the battle was almost one-sided.
"It's really despicable. We demons fight openly, but those spirit races actually help each other and collude together."
A demon who couldn't stand the fighting scene said dissatisfiedly.
Several people nearby nodded in agreement, cursing the Eldar race for their shamelessness.
Zi Chen could see clearly that the spirit tribe the other party was talking about killed two demon saints by himself. After being injured, a spirit tribe came to heal him.
Now, according to Zi Chen's knowledge, the combat effectiveness of the Demon Clan is higher than that of the Spirit Clan, not only in the Demon Realm, but also in the Holy Spirit Realm.
But looking at the scene now, it is not difficult for these spirit tribes to fight against demon tribes of the same level and kill two with one.
The scene continued, and the demons suffered heavy casualties, which made many people around them unbearable. After all, the spirit tribe had always been the lowest level existence in their eyes, but in this scene, the lowest spirit tribe actually killed
Their saints were beaten without any temper, and they were killed one after another.
Moreover, this scroll seems to exist in real life. From time to time, the arrogant laughter and curses of the Eldar can be heard.
"You devil, let him die."
"You think you won't die if you hide in your nest? How dare you invade our Spirit Clan with your little level?"
"Die! You weak little devil, the way you run with your butt naked is so handsome and ugly."
The demons listening to these voices began to curse, and some people shouted loudly, if you show up now if you have the ability, you will definitely die without any body parts.
Everyone who was clamoring seemed to have forgotten the scene where their progress was blocked by the withered bones that had been dead for countless years.
If you can't even defeat a withered skeleton, how can you be the opponent of these living beings?
Many angry demons began to curse the owner of this scroll. Did you bring out such a scroll to let them know how the ancestors were embarrassed in front of the spirit clan and how weak they were?
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, "Spirit tribe, since you have voluntarily walked into my trap, then don't leave."
The moment this sound appeared, the air in the hall seemed to have dropped a lot.
Those demons who were still cursing before all closed their mouths and remained silent.
It's obviously the voice in the scroll, but it affects all the Holy Spirits now.
The expressions of those beings who had received the Demon God's inheritance had changed, including Zi Chen.
Because it was the voice of the devil, and I had heard it once before.
There was no trace of the demon god in the picture, but many demon saints appeared. After they appeared, they started to kill those spiritual clans.
Their fighting power may not be strong, but their numbers are huge, so they start to join forces and fight several of them.
At this moment, the spirit tribe was suppressed by many demon tribes, and no demon tribe could say that these people did not respect one-on-one spirit.
As expected, one Eldar after another died.
At this moment, the demon's voice came up again, "Not only will I let all of you die here, but I will also use the great formation here to refine your corpses and become nourishment for the growth of my demon descendants."
"Fuck you! Even if I disappear in this world, I will never let you devil bastards get away with it."
A huge spiritual beast made a human voice, and he laughed loudly, "I have killed too many of your saints, so death is enough for me."
Facing the siege, he was ultimately defeated. This spiritual beast died on the spot.
But his body still stands between heaven and earth and has never fallen.
Even if you die, you will still stand upright.
Chi!
A bolt of thunderous sword energy headed towards the sky, seeming to split the entire picture into two.
Under the scroll, a high-spirited middle-aged man stood up with a sword in hand.
He is the senior that Zi Chen met before, and he is also the leader of the spiritual tribe this time.
He stood in the sky and said indifferently: "You can use whatever means you have to help your demon clan, but I, Lei Yutian, will be the first to refuse."
A bolt of thunderous sword energy shot up into the sky, and the entire picture scroll began to shake.