Zi Chen was surrounded by a group of half-step saints, and everyone was filled with murderous intent.
After all, they didn't get anything when they came here, but the opponent, a mere eight-star Holy Spirit, actually got the Demon God's Scroll.
Their hearts were naturally unbalanced, but Zi Chen calmly responded and looked at everyone.
Faced with such a situation, Zi Chen should be nervous.
But no, he was calm.
Looking at everyone calmly.
"You know you will definitely die, do you accept your fate?" A half-step saint said disdainfully.
Zi Chen smiled slightly and said, "It's just to see which of you deserves a beating, so I'm hesitating who to attack first."
The half-step saint said coldly: "Those who don't know whether to live or die are already on the verge of death, yet they dare to speak so brazenly!"
Zi Chen looked at the other person and said: "It seems like you are the one who deserves a beating the most, so let's start with you."
"you wanna die!"
Before Zi Chen could take action, the half-step saint was already angered and headed towards Zi Chen.
The others did not move and watched quietly. Some people's expressions were changing, as if they were guessing how true or false Zi Chen's words were.
The next moment, Zi Chen waved his hand, and the devil scroll opened from his hand, like an unfolding picture of mountains and rivers, or a world.
After the scroll was unfolded, all the spiritual saints were trapped in it. If Lei Yutian hadn't broken open the scroll with a sword and implanted the spiritual core into it, the demon would have refined everyone.
After many years, the scroll was unfolded again, but the difference from last time was that this time it was the spirit race who controlled the scroll, trapping all the demons in it.
The Demon God laughed. He was very satisfied with the performance of this young man, Mo Chen. He had deliberately done this before to force Mo Chen to do it. He did not expect that the other party would be so upbeat and quickly master the scroll.
After everyone was included in the scroll, their postures did not change, and Zi Chen was still surrounded.
The half-step saint who was about to take action stopped before, his expression a little wary.
"Is this a picture of the devil?" a half-step saint said in surprise.
Zi Chen looked at the other party and said jokingly: "What else?"
The half-step saint's face turned gloomy.
In the distance are those nine-star holy spirits. When Zi Chen opened the scroll, he brought them in, and none of them were left behind.
Zi Chen said: "I have told you before that there is a chance in the sky, but you all act like idiots and don't believe it. What now?"
Several half-step saints looked at each other, wondering if it was Zi Chen's sudden strong tone that made them not dare to take action rashly.
Zi Chen's eyes swept across the faces of those half-step saints who had received the Demon God's inheritance, and continued: "You idiots can all get the Demon God's inheritance, how can I not get it?"
Zi Chen pointed to his own eyes and said, "Did you see that? Eyes of the Demon God? My eyes can see through illusions and see real things. There was indeed a chance to exist before, and it was the most powerful soul thought of the Demon God.
Inheritance, but you idiots don’t believe it and think I’m playing tricks on you? Do you believe it now? Unfortunately, it’s too late.”
"Now, tell me, who comes to beat me first?"
Right now, no matter how powerful Zi Chen was, at least his tone was countless times louder.
Everyone present is a Half-Step Saint, the first person below the real Demon Lord. It's a good thing now, he is being taught a lesson by a mere eight-star Holy Spirit.
Everyone looked at each other again and decided not to wait any longer and to strike first.
In an instant, all the half-step saints communicated with each other through soul thoughts and killed towards Zi Chen.
A touch of sarcasm emerged from the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, "Outside, I admit that you are very strong, but in this devil's picture, you are all worms in my eyes."
After finishing his words, Zi Chen snapped his fingers.
In the scroll, rules surged and powerful pressure descended.
The powerful aura surging around those half-step saints who rushed forward instantly became weak.
A whole realm.
All half-step saints have reached the realm of nine stars.
The nine-star holy spirits in the distance turned into eight stars.
The light flowing around Zi Chen is above the scroll. This is the power of blessing.
"how?"
Zi Chen looked at the shocked saints, "If you don't want this good opportunity, you have to come here to get beaten. Why is this?"
"It doesn't matter what the nine stars are, I'll still kill you, the eight star!"
These half-step saints, who were very arrogant in the outside world, faced the current situation and chose to join forces without hesitation.
"How shameless!"
Zi Chen smiled coldly and advanced instead of retreating. He had no confidence in facing the half-step Holy Lord, but now that he was fighting against nine stars, let alone a dozen or so, he could handle them even if they came again.
He punched a fallen Jiuxing, and the opponent flew backwards as expected.
The next moment, Zi Chen's figure dodged, avoiding many attacks, and came to the opponent's side.
He raised the knife and dropped it, and the magic light flickered.
A line of blood was drawn in the air, and the fallen half-step saint stepped back.
not dead.
There was a hint of surprise in Zi Chen's eyes. Even though the opponent had fallen to a lower level, he still had the consciousness of a half-step saint and the strong physical body.
The Demon God said: "The quality of your weapons is too poor and your speed is not fast. Otherwise, even if you didn't die, you would be seriously injured."
No one else could hear this sound, only Zi Chen could hear it.
Zi Chen responded helplessly: "Master Demon God, I am just an ordinary demon with no family power behind me. I have to worry about other people's plans all day long. Where can I get good weapons? In a place with few people like this,
To be able to fight so wildly, if I were outside, even if I could kill everyone, I could only keep my tail between my legs and be a good person. Maybe I would have to smile with them when I met them."
The Demon God can understand what Zi Chen said. Combat power is indeed crucial, but family power is even more essential, because that is the root of growth.
Zi Chen had a good weapon on his body, but he didn't dare to take it out because if the devil noticed it, it would be troublesome.
In this case, although Zi Chen's combat power was still very strong, he did not suppress it forcefully. Especially after these half-step saints were cautious, it was almost difficult to hurt one of them.
If this situation continues, in their opinion, Zi Chen will still be the one who suffers.
But these half-step saints obviously didn't want to wait any longer, so one of them impatiently shouted: "What are you doing standing there, come here and join forces."
Those present were either nine-star holy spirits or half-step saints, and now they had to jointly deal with a mere eight-star, but they didn't feel embarrassed at all.
The next moment, those fallen eight-star holy spirits flew over here.
Seeing this scene, Zi Chen felt helpless and could only use some of his trump cards.