Chapter 4407

In addition to Zichen City, the center of tianwu world, the other 99% regions have been captured.

It can be said that there is only one city left in the world, and those who survived are in this city at the moment.

Once this city is occupied, the world of Zichen will disappear.

Since then, there is no Zichen.

After killing the last one who had the inheritance of the devil, Zichen stood on a knife, his body was full of scars, and there were several bones.

The rules of heaven and earth can not help him repair, only rely on pills, but he is seriously injured, the effect of pills is not ideal.

Even those pills were given by the old man when he came back from the demon family. The pills were specially used to heal the Holy One.

Monks, Kuiwei, magic ape and other beings came to Zichen. After a bloody battle, they were all wounded and lined up on both sides of Zichen.

Su Mengyao several people also came over, their injuries are not serious, but they consume a lot, and there is not enough time to recover at present.

Bi you comes with others. Less than half of the 100 strong people who came here before have survived, and the survivors are not in good condition.

Chonghao, Ninghua, Hannu, Liu Shanyao and other ancient saints also came to Zichen's back.

Then, more and more combat power came to us one by one.

With the purple Chen as the beginning, all the people came one after another and arranged in the back.

All around the city, has been surrounded by gods and demons, their number is still many, but the front of those, the state is not much better than the Zichen side of the people.

As for those in the rear who have the peak combat power, the realm is not too high.

Mo Yizhan leans behind the crowd, and the devil Zhengtian has joined the battle before, but most of them are wandering around the periphery, not daring to rush to the front line.

Such a level of combat, a saint's combat effectiveness is insignificant, let alone his nine stars.

According to Mo Yizhan's estimation, from the battle to now, the number of dead three clan saints has already passed thousands.

More than a thousand saints died in tianwu. Can you imagine?

In the past, he believed that after witnessing the war, he believed that the final ownership of the whole holy spirit world could be determined through this war.

Once tianwu world is destroyed, this place will become a blessed place for gods and demons.

And the same, if Zichen holds, that after the first World War, the gods and Demons suffered heavy losses. If they want to launch a decent attack, it is obviously impossible, and they can only retreat.

Zichen, who has never used the city's big array, directly inspired the city's big array. Countless rays of light came from all around the city, such as the light column of Chongxiao, which converged in the mid air, and formed a guard like an inverted big bowl to protect the whole city.

Seeing this scene, the old man Ge laughed, "Zichen, Zichen, it seems that you have really become the end of a strong arrow. Do you want to recover by relying on the time of the battle? Is it possible? "

On the outskirts of the city, there are countless attacks, various, surging with colorful light, falling on the big array.

The great battle is roaring and trembling, like a drum beating on the hearts of all the people in the city.

Everyone in the city closed their eyes and began to recuperate. It was a rare time.

In the face of such a strong attack, every interest of the grand array will consume countless resources. It can be said that everyone's rest time is totally generated by resources.

"Something."

Old Ge is in a good mood, because all his wary demons are killed, and the next situation is completely controlled by their Protoss.

"It's over."

Behind the old man Ge, there was a magic light. The light flew forward and turned into a huge hammer in the sky, and it hit the big array below.

When the hammer falls, the momentum is powerful, and the whole array is twisted more violently.

After three strikes in a row, the hammer broke down, and the city protection array collapsed. Even before and after, it only lasted for 20 minutes.

Zichen opened his eyes and held the knife tightly in his hand

Behind him, everyone yelled "life and death.".

When the time comes to truly divide life and death, the two sides will surely be completely destroyed after the war.

It's not spiritual death, it's God or devil death.

Zichen rises from the sky and goes directly to the old man Ge, while chonghao and Han Nu go to both sides and face the two ancient saints.

Strong one after another, rushed to the sky.

In front of Ge old man's body, the God hammer which had disappeared before reappeared and went straight to Zichen.

Under the close perception, the power of the hammer is more extraordinary, where the wind and thunder bursts.

Zichen roared with a knife and cut it off. With no match, he cut off old GE's extraordinary hammer. The light of the knife went on and went straight to the old man's face.

In front of old man Ge, there were countless lights. It was a shining shield, which blocked in front of him.There was a huge bang.

The light of the knife broke and old man Ge flew out.

His eyes have a touch of startled color, clearly is already the end of the strong Crossbow's Zichen, unexpectedly still have such means, this is really can't.

Whew!

At the next moment, the sword light reappears. It is a short sword made by chonghao and others with the help of demon grade materials. It can give full play to the power of thunder sword.

Ge Lao's hair in the distance uttered a exclamation, and his body fell towards the ground. A hole had been pierced by a dagger on the light shield in his hand.

This is the sorrow of leaving the world ahead of time. If you don't get the devil's bone, you will have no good weapons.

In this respect, the purple Chen this finally comes out, still have great advantage.

"How about the ancient holy reverence? In the eyes of Buddha, it is still not worth mentioning!"

The two Buddha shadows behind the monk immediately rushed into his body. With a violent breath, the scythe in the monk's hand was cut out.

An ancient deity of the protoss, who has lived for unknown years, has a head flying high, and his eyes are full of disbelief.

He is an ancient saint. He didn't die in the war, but today he was killed by a guy who was promoted a little?

After an attack, the monk's body fell to the ground, his breath dropped from the highest point to the lowest point, and now he was unable to fight again.

But how great is it to be able to destroy an ancient holy one at a great expense?

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

One of the saints took the opportunity to attack the monk. After all, the other side had no strength to fight back.

But before he was near, there was an evil wind from the side, and before the saint could react, a black sharp blade had pierced into his back heart.

Through the moment, the power of terror killed the vitality of the other side.

Zhang Haotian's figure flashed away and disappeared again.

In this battle, he is like a ghost, wandering in various places.

If you don't, you will die.

There are a lot of people who want to take advantage of this time. After all, they are able to kill the ancient sage. It is estimated that after killing, the fighting merit is second only to Zichen.

For a while, many people approached here.

At this time, a pair of big feet stood in front of the monk, like a giant devil ape came near. When his body became bigger, the wound on his body was startling, and there was a continuous shower of blood everywhere.

Regardless of him, the long stick in his hand swept across, and the pengpeng voice rang out one after another, and those near him were beaten away in an instant.

Some were seriously injured, others were dead.

After the old man Ge landed, there was no other movement. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. But Zichen was too lazy to pay attention to this. He rushed to Eugene.

The other side is the ancient holy one of the demons, with excellent combat power. Now, they are fighting fiercely with the devil ape, which is not a small threat.

After the monk was exhausted, all the people wanted to go to him to get the battle merit, so that the battle started around there.

Zichen goes forward and goes, a knife cuts down, Eugene blocks this knife, quickly retreats.

"You can't go."

Zichen began to print, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky.

With a violent roar, thunder fell on Eugene's head.

Controlling thunder.

This is the first time Zichen used it since the war began.

Eugene was hit by thunder, but there was no movement after landing, but Zichen could feel the other party's breath.

He's not dead yet.

With such a strike, the consumption of Zichen is not small, but it is far less than the time when it was used. One move is to separate out one of you, I will die.

It seems that after reaching the realm of the Holy One, everything has changed.

Zichen is still holding on, but the trend of the war situation is becoming more and more disadvantageous to tianwu world.

No matter the individual strength, only the number of people.

The number of strong men sent out by the two clans together is dozens of times that of Zichen.

Looking at the whole holy spirit world, Zichen's tianwu world has such abilities, which can be maintained until now.

A large holy family may not be able to hold on.

"The world has not improved, but it is not so disappointed."

Liu Shanyao, who was scarred, took a look around him. When he went into his eyes, he saw that there were still corpses all around him.

In fact, he was still disappointed, but compared to it, Zichen's friends all came back, and also brought people from the big families.

It makes the world a little better.

But it's just getting better. If the early spirit clan took action, it would not have become like this.

In the crowd below, two elderly storytellers, mingled in the shivering crowd, looked up at the battle in the sky.The old man in black asked, "how about it?"

"I still can't see the situation clearly. I always feel that we have neglected something," said the old man in white robe

"What was overlooked?"

"I don't know."

The voice of the ancient sage zunninghua suddenly sounded in the sky, "dear friends, little friends, I will never see you again."

His body was badly injured, and after killing an ancient saint and many ordinary saints, he finally could not hold on.

It seems that there is no afterlife, so he is still disappointed in this world.

Zichen looked back at Ninghua Shengzun, but did not know what to say.

Others are also silent, in such a fierce war, any one will become Ninghua second.

Death is only a matter of time.

"Don't worry. You don't want to see the end of the show?"

A voice of dignity in the indifference suddenly sounded from the sky.

Then, a Holy Spirit emerged, accompanied by a strong force of thunder.

Someone came down from the sky.

It's Lei Zhenke.

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