Chapter 1517

The cultivation realms of the human slaves were generally not high. The highest cultivation realm among them was only at the mid-stage of the first-stage Domain Realm.

It was difficult for these slaves to cause any harm to the humans.

And those battle spirits didn't expect these lowly slaves to be able to annihilate these menacing humans. These human slaves were treated as cannon fodder, and their true purpose was to wear down the humans.

Of course, if some unlucky bastard was accidentally killed, that would also be an extremely good thing.

This kind of situation would not happen in Zi Chen's team, because everyone had been through hundreds of battles and had rich experience, so they would not be careless.

Zi Chen passed through the crowd of slaves, leaving an empty space behind him.

Not far away, the three Titled Ones had also carved out a bloody path for themselves.

The four of them stood in a row and looked at the foreign race army in front of them.

The leader of the battle spirits looked at the four of them mockingly.

There were tens of thousands of people behind him. These four humans would not dare to take the initiative to attack.

If they did, they would die.

The leader of the battle spirits was confident that he could kill these four humans.

Zi Chen looked at the three of them and asked in a deep voice, "Are you afraid?"

The three Titled Ones looked at each other and said in unison, "We fight for the humans."

This kind of awareness was worthy of being from one of the top three cities. That kind of selfless righteousness was something that Zi Chen did not possess, and it was something that Zi Chen greatly admired.

He smiled. His smile was cold and ferocious. He licked his lips and said, "If that's the case, then let's kill. Remember, only kill the soldiers, not the generals."

"Okay, I'd like to see who can kill more." The Hidden Mist smiled heroically.

The Fortune Teller shook his head and said, "I don't like to kill directly. I like to talk."

Thinking about how the Fortune Teller would kill whoever he looked at and stared at on the battlefield, the corners of Shuntiandao's mouth twitched. He said seriously, "I like to kill directly."

Auras surged around the three of them. They were at the same realm as Zi Chen, only one step away from the second-stage Domain Realm.

Around the four of them, the power of space began to distort. Everyone was ready to attack.

At the front, the disdainful expression on the face of the leader of the Xeno-race Battle Spirits slowly transformed into a wisp of astonishment. He never imagined that these four audacious humans would actually dare to charge against an army of 65,555 with their bodies of flesh and blood.

The leader of the Battle Spirits raised his right hand high. Behind him, the weapons in the hands of more than 65,555 Battle Spirits began to glow. Waves of powerful auras surged.

"Not to mention you mere sixth grade battle spirits, even if it was an eleventh or second grade battle spirit, it would still die after encountering thousands of attacks." The battle spirit leader said coldly.

"Let's go."

At this moment, Zi Chen roared and took the lead to charge forward.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Three streams of light followed closely behind Zi Chen.

"Kill." The battle spirit leader's right hand slashed down like a blade.

"Buzz."

The sky trembled as one attack after another appeared in the distance. They were like sharp swords as they whistled forward.

Tens of thousands of attacks did not need to be deliberately aimed. Just a casual attack would be able to cover the entire area.

In addition, the Battle Spirits had already locked onto the four of them with their spiritual senses. Therefore, these attacks seemed to have grown eyes as they headed straight for the four of them.

Tens of thousands of attacks fell together, causing great damage. Even if they were divided into four groups, it was still not something that Zi Chen and the other three could block.

Once they were hit by these attacks, Zi Chen and the other three would definitely die.

Tens of thousands of attacks and tens of thousands of rays of light illuminated Zi Chen's entire body. Raising his head to look at the whistling attacks, Zi Chen laughed boldly and said, "Let's rely on our own abilities and abilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Thunder Wings appeared on his back. Light began to flash beneath his feet as his entire body instantly accelerated.

"If we die here, it won't be fun." The Hidden Mist laughed loudly. Black light surged around his body as he charged forward.

"Before I came, I had already calculated that I will not face a bloody calamity today. Great." The Fortune Teller's mysterious voice rang out. He also accelerated in an instant.

"The first time you calculated, the second time you calculated. Did you calculate for me?"

Shuntian asked with a smile. However, his expression became extremely solemn. His real body moved forward at high speed as if he had turned into an illusion.

"Die."

The first wave of attacks arrived. It was the first to hit Zi Chen. Thousands of attacks landed on Zi Chen's body. Terrifying energy erupted and Zi Chen's body directly exploded. The area around him turned into a destructive energy storm.

The Battle Spirits sneered.

"Whoosh." "Whoosh." "Whoosh."

"Whoosh." "Whoosh." "Whoosh."

The sound of air breaking rang out as the second wave of attacks landed on the Hidden Mist. The charging Hidden Mist was instantly pierced through by these attacks. After being enveloped by the attacks, he was only able to move forward another hundred meters before his body was pierced into nothingness.

Seeing this scene, the Battle Spirits smiled and said, "Two left."

His gaze fell on the Fortune Teller. The latter was muttering mysteriously. However, he could not clearly hear what he was muttering.

Numerous attacks arrived and instantly enveloped him. However, just as they pierced through his body or were about to explode, his body suddenly disappeared into thin air like a ghost.

The energy attacks exploded. In the eyes of others, the Fortune Teller was dead. However, the Battle Spirits' leader noticed something strange. This abnormality made him feel that something was wrong. He no longer paid attention to the fourth person and subconsciously looked back.

The moment he turned back, he saw the winged human who should have been killed. However, not only did he not die, he even rushed into the group.

The Battle Spirits' leader's expression instantly changed. He waved his hands and shouted, "Disperse! Disperse quickly!"

However, before his voice could be heard, the winged human pulled out his blade. A flash of blade light appeared and swept towards the Battle Spirits who were still standing there foolishly. Then, he saw the Battle Spirits' bodies split apart and fall to the ground.

After a large number of Battle Spirits died, his voice spread throughout the battlefield. Everyone's attention fell on the winged human.

Seeing that the person who was supposed to be dead was still alive, their expressions changed. They were somewhat stunned and did not understand what was going on. Then, they noticed that the area was already empty and that the Battle Spirits around were dead.

However, just as they were stunned, Zi Chen, who had sheathed his blade, struck again. This time, the blade split into nine and swept in all directions. Before anyone could react, the blade light swept past their bodies. Their weapons, armors, and bodies were all cut in half in an instant.

At this time, the Battle Spirits were completely awakened. They scattered in all directions, trying to avoid Zi Chen.

However, there were still some Battle Spirits that held weapons and shot towards Zi Chen, wanting to kill him. However, under the sharp blade light, no one was able to get close to him. Even if they were able to get close, those few attacks might not be able to break through his defense.

Just as Zi Chen was slaughtering, the figure of the Hidden Mist also appeared. He rushed into the crowd, and a black light flashed in his hands. It turned into two sharp blades and slashed at the heads of the unprepared battle spirits.

"Pu." "Pu." "Pu."

"Pu." "Pu." "Pu."

It was as easy as cutting a watermelon. Many humans were sent flying, blood spurting out.

The body of the Hidden Mist Shadow was like a ghost, illusory and ethereal. Wherever it passed, heads would fly.

"Time and Fate."

After Fortune Teller rushed into the crowd, he closed his eyes. A mysterious energy rushed out and rushed towards the Battle Spirits closest to him. These Battle Spirits' vision turned black and they fell one after another.

Opening his eyes, Fortune Teller moved forwards in the group, his speed like ghosts and gods. There were actually very few people that were able to see his true form. From his body, a mysterious strength would rush out. As long as a battle spirit was struck by it, there was only death awaiting them.

No one cared about Heaven's Will. Naturally, he smoothly dodged the attacks and arrived in the middle of the Battle Spirits. His attacks became sharper and sharper. This Battle Spirit that was only one step ahead of him died as soon as it came into contact with his attack.

The four of them rushed into the army. Relying on their extreme speed, they dodged and killed at the same time.

This was the advantage of an army, but it was also their disadvantage.

Generally speaking, when facing a large army, there were very few people who could break through the attacks head-on. But once they broke through and gathered in the crowd, then the advantage of the Battle Spirit Army's numbers would be lost.

Each time Zi Chen and the others clashed, there were only a dozen or so of them. These people were unable to stop Zi Chen and the others.

"Scatter, all of you scatter!" The leader waved his hand and shouted.

Only by scattering could more Battle Spirits have a chance to attack. Otherwise, if they rashly attacked, they would only end up attacking their own people.

But whether it was Zi Chen or the three Titled experts, they all possessed extraordinary speed. This kind of speed allowed them to move within a certain range as if they were teleporting. Wherever there were the most people, they would go there and focus on killing.

This was also a move that Zi Chen had often used in the Martial Heaven Continent to face encirclement attacks. It had been tried and tested time and time again. But this was based on the premise that he had a powerful defense as well as long lasting combat power.

The ground shook like thunder. The army of ten thousand had arrived to support them.

Their spiritual senses had already locked onto Zi Chen's group of four.

"Retreat!"

The leader shouted loudly, and the surrounding cultivators quickly retreated. However, there were still some battle spirits that attacked the four of them.

"Attack!"

In another place, a cold shout rang out. Ten thousand energy attacks appeared, targeting Zi Chen's group of four. Not only the four of them, but also the Battle Spirits that were attacking the four.

Clearly, the Battle Spirits were going to trade their lives for theirs.

"Retreat!"

Being locked on by so many auras, Zi Chen shouted. He no longer paid attention to the Battle Spirits that were attacking him. His figure flashed, and he left the battlefield.

The other three no longer desired to kill. They tried to find a way to escape the battlefield.

Many attacks fell. Where the four of them had been, four energy storms appeared. As the energy storms spread out, they swept away several battle spirits and tore apart their bodies.

Swoosh.

Zi Chen's body appeared at the edge of the storm. His face was pale, and he spat out blood. He flapped his lightning wings and fled.

At the same time, the three Titled experts had also successfully escaped the storm and were preparing to flee.

"Attack!"

Another leader shouted, and many attacks once again appeared, attacking the four people who were running away.

This time, it wasn't as simple as ten thousand attacks.

Amidst the explosions of energy, the four Titled Experts constantly coughed up blood. But each time, they narrowly dodged the attacks. In the end, their figures disappeared.