After Zi Chen appeared, he looked forward, and at the same time, there was a cold aura as Zi Chen appeared.
The monk's eyes changed when he sensed this aura. It was Zhang Haotian's aura. As expected, he did not follow him in and went to find Zi Chen.
"Are you Zi Chen?"
Lang Qing looked at the person who appeared in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The other demon tribes also looked at Zi Chen. Although they were new to this world, they had already heard the name Zi Chen.
The situation of the invasion of gods and demons can be reversed, almost by the power of Tianwu World, and Zi Chen is the master of Tianwu World.
Of course, in the eyes of the demon clan, gods and demons are nothing, otherwise why there has been no movement until now.
Similarly, in their eyes, Zi Chen is just an enemy that needs attention.
Zi Chen looked at these demon clans. The number of the opponents was four times that of this one. The reason why they were difficult to deal with was not only because of their powerful combat power, but also the most important thing was that they were difficult to kill.
Its tenacious vitality is something that the three tribes do not possess.
Otherwise, even if we are at a numerical disadvantage, we can still fight.
"Do you have any idea?" The monk asked through a message.
Su Mengyao brought everyone here, obviously waiting for Zi Chen's arrival.
"It seems that you are indeed a trouble."
Zi Chen looked at these monsters and thought of what the Holy Lord had said, that the real trouble was about to come.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you kill one more of you today, it won't be too much for us!"
Lang Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he turned around and said: "Everyone, our opportunity has come. If we kill them, the fate of the Spirit Clan will almost be ruined. Today we will use their heads to welcome the coming of our clan!"
"
Zi Chen frowned slightly, this guy really talked a lot of nonsense.
Then he should speak less.
With the Broken Blade in hand, the terrifying aura vibrated away.
There was a hint of joy in Lang Qing's eyes.
Yes, that's it. In his mind, the scene of a continuous war has emerged. Perhaps during the war, the world will collapse and the monsters will fall from the sky.
Zi Chen drew his sword.
The sword arced forward, falling on the bodies of the people in front at a speed far exceeding everyone's expectations.
Lang Qing had no time to dodge, and his body encountered the arc of the knife, and was split into two.
In an instant, a giant wolf appeared, but it was a giant wolf split into two.
Its huge body did not heal or escape, but was suspended in the void, and demon blood fell from the void like a river.
In the blink of an eye, the four monsters in front were killed, including Lang Qing.
Maybe Lang Qing's beautiful wish will come true in the future, but he obviously can't see it.
"This...this is impossible!"
The expressions of the other demon tribes in the rear changed drastically. It was not that they had never seen demon-level weapons before, but they couldn't kill them at all. At most, they would be seriously injured.
Why is this happening?
The spiritual tribes behind were also stunned, and then there were cheers.
Whoosh!
Zi Chen's figure flashed, he quickly approached the demon clan and started to draw his sword.
The monsters reacted and manifested their most powerful bodies one after another. However, they were unable to resist Zi Chen's Liu Duan Dao.
As the swords fell one after another, the bodies of these invading monsters were separated one after another, and then they died.
This scene almost subverted everyone's outlook.
But for those in the know, it was not too surprising.
This is a flow-breaking knife!
The weapon used by Number One Identity Shan back then, I don’t know how many monsters died under this sword, maybe even existences at the level of demons.
A few monster saints are nothing in front of Liu Duan Dao.
In addition, the person holding the sword is Zi Chen. From the current point of view, he is recognized as the number one person in the same situation.
The first person in the same field wields the weapon of the former first person, so it is not considered buried.
As a result, what was originally a battle of encirclement and suppression turned into a battle of massacre in front of Zi Chen. The powerful methods used by the demon clan had no effect at all in front of Zi Chen.
All attacks are killed with one strike.
If you can't kill it with one sword, then use two swords.
After nearly ten demon clans were killed one after another, the other demon clans finally realized how terrifying Zi Chen was and began to run away.
This is an unbeatable battle.
But the monks and others had already blocked their way. One after another, they took out demon-level weapons and attacked these monsters.
For a moment, demon blood poured like a downpour in the void.
The blood is also extremely extraordinary, surging with bright light, and is definitely a good thing.
It's just that the battle is breaking out at this moment, and no one dares to go to the bottom of the void to take advantage at this time.
So everyone can only watch.
When the battle was over, only five demon clans took the opportunity to run away, while the others stayed behind forever and turned into corpses.
And those corpses also fell below.
"nice one!"
The monk immediately went under the void, trying to pick up those corpses. After all, they were the corpses of the Holy Lord, and they were extremely valuable.
But for the monk who fell, not to mention not a single corpse, not even a drop of blood was seen.
Obviously, someone got there first.
"Which guy is it?"
The monk's soul was scattered in all directions and he felt nothing.
He came just after the battle, but saw nothing. Could it be that someone was lurking here early in the morning?
The monk's figure soared into the sky. Having found nothing, he looked at Zi Chen and said in frustration: "It seems that someone has snatched the loot away."
Zi Chen glanced at the monk.
"real!"
The monk thought there was something wrong with Zi Chen's eyes, so he explained again.
Zi Chen looked at everyone and said: "The demon clan has suffered a lot this time. It should be quiet for a while, but you should not be careless. Once the demon clan army appears, you will be the first to deal with it, so you must be careful next.
"
The battle is over, Zi Chen is going back.
Because the others have only been out for a short time, they will not follow Zi Chen back now. Everyone wants to gain as much as possible.
At this moment, Zi Chen sensed Zhen Ling's soul power fluctuations and looked back at him.
A ray of light appeared from the Zhenling place and went straight to Zichen. After approaching, the light turned into a robe and sparkled with thunder.
The good thing Zhenling gave last time was a thunder sword, which was given to Wang Xianer.
What the demon clan came to ask for was also a sword.
Unexpectedly, this time, the other party actually gave me a robe.
Zhenling has a robe, which is probably something that even the demon clan has never thought of.
The monk's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he subconsciously asked: "Can this robe of yours be turned into a cassock?"
Zi Chen didn't respond, put away his robe and left.
If he were to tell Monk Neng, I'm afraid there would be no peaceful days for Zi Chen in the future.
Not getting an answer from Zi Chen, the monk turned his attention to Zhen Ling again, wondering what he had in mind.
After the battle, the monsters fled, and everyone dispersed, looking for opportunities.
The monk did not leave, but stayed here, hoping to get a cassock and robe from Zhenling.
When Zi Chen returned to Tianwu World, the Demon Refining King came to Zi Chen's side and said with a flattering look on his face: "Sir, we have collected them all."
It took out a lot of demon blood and the trophies of other demon clans.
It turned out that the corpses that the monk had never found were quietly taken away by the other party.
"You don't have to give it to me, you can condense it."
Zi Chen looked at Demon Refining King and said with a smile: "I believe you."
"The adults say that, why does the little one have an ominous feeling?"
Zi Chen smiled slightly and said: "Don't think too much, you help me refine the blood essence of the demon clan so that I can kill more demon clan in the future. I will not reveal this secret."
The Demon Refining King looked at Zi Chen pitifully, but he cursed Zi Chen countless times in his heart.