Chapter 3181

In a retro castle, there was a luxuriously decorated meeting hall. At this moment, there were more than twenty foreign races sitting in the hall.

They were all Level Nine, representing the highest combat power in this world.

"Outrageous, a mere God Race dares to provoke us, we must kill him!" A radical middle-aged man said.

"That person is aggressive, he has already killed many of our people, his combat power is very strong." Another person said, frowning.

"So what?

We have countless warriors, if he wants to survive under the encirclement, he must be a Heavenly God! "

The first person said again, "As for the Heavenly Gods of the Divine World, everyone should know that they are already dead."

"Khan Ding, calm down, that person's strength is beyond our imagination, he only brought a hundred people, but he killed many of our subordinates without any casualties, we must be careful!" Another person said.

"Yes, that person is too strong, it's better to be careful."

"That's right, let's discuss again."

Another person persuaded.

With a bang, the Level Nine Divine King named Khan Ding slammed the table and stood up, shouting, "What's there to discuss, as long as there are more people, there is no battle that we can't win!

Since you are not willing to fight, give me the people, I will fight. "

"Khan Ding, giving people is a small matter, we are worried about your safety."

Khan Ding interrupted him and said indifferently, "Cut the crap, either you give me the people, or you fight!"

"How many people are you planning to bring?" Someone asked immediately.

"One thousand each!"

At this moment, there were more than twenty people sitting in the hall, one thousand each would mean twenty thousand people, this was a huge number, even if there were countless Level Nine Divine Kings in the depths, they could not afford to lose twenty thousand people at once.

"Five hundred, the most we can give is five hundred, otherwise we would rather not fight." The person who spoke first hesitated and said.

Khan Ding glanced at them, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he was too lazy to argue with them and said, "Alright, five hundred each!"

Five hundred each, that was an army of more than ten thousand Level Nine Divine Kings, it was still very scary.

The meeting ended quickly, Khan Ding was the first to leave, before he left, he glanced at the few people in the hall, called them cowards, and then spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

Being looked down upon like this, these people's expressions were extremely ugly, but they also seemed to be somewhat fearful of Sweating Ding, not daring to act out.

As a result, Han Ding became even more complacent and left while laughing loudly.

After he left to gather information, the people who originally had ugly expressions immediately calmed down. Among them, a few had inexplicable smiles on their faces.

An army of over ten thousand quickly gathered and set off for the outer perimeter. The one leading the army was Han Ding.

Half a month later, this army met up with Zi Chen's army.

Seeing the army of Ninth Grade Divine Kings, other than Zi Chen, everyone was shocked.

Monk and the others were only at Level Seven, so it was not a problem for them to deal with a Level Nine. However, there were more than ten thousand Level Nines in front of them. How could they fight?

The same was true for Midi. Although the people she brought with her were elites, they were too few.

She never expected to encounter this type of existence just by entering this place. This was undoubtedly equivalent to a great decisive battle.

Compared to the changing expressions of the others, Zi Chen had a smile on his face. The battle couldn't go on like this forever. Someone had to break the stalemate.

Now, that person had come.

He looked at Han Ding. Han Ding stared coldly at Zi Chen and shouted: "You are the one who led the army to destroy our clansmen?"

"That's right."

Zi Chen walked forward.

"I heard that you have a force that is fighting against my clansmen?" Han Ding asked again, his voice was still cold.

"That's right!"

Zi Chen stopped after taking a few steps and looked at Han Ding.

"Very good. My army of ten thousand people will destroy your force in one fell swoop after killing you small fries!" Han Ding said coldly: "Your clansmen will become my food!"

Zi Chen smiled and said: "You won't have the chance."

After saying that, a brilliance appeared in his hand. The brilliance turned into a longbow and the Heavenly Needle turned into an arrow.

Zi Chen drew the bow and shot the arrow.

The energy between heaven and earth surged towards Zi Chen. With Zi Chen as the center, an energy vortex with a radius of thousands of feet turned into a radius. He was the center of the vortex.

Sensing this fluctuation, Han Ding shouted. For the first time, he lost his confidence. He should have gone forward to kill Zi Chen, but at this moment, he chose to defend.

Buzz!

His defense was fully activated. At the same time, he was incomparably annoyed. He thought that after blocking this attack, he would definitely teach his opponent a lesson.

His defense was pushed to the limit. Only then did he feel that the pressure around him had dissipated. This made him feel at ease.

The Heavenly Needle had finished accumulating power. Zi Chen released the arrow.

The arrow flew out, leaving a black crack in the air that extended directly in front of Han Ding.

With a bang, Han Ding's defense shattered. The arrow pierced through his heart. The armor that he was proud of was also pierced in an instant.

A bloody hole appeared in his heart. His surging vitality disappeared along with the blood that flowed out.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zi Chen in front of him in horror. In his line of sight, Zi Chen was becoming blurred. In the next moment, he disappeared.

His body fell down.

The battle hadn't even started and their commander was killed by an arrow. This caused the army of ten thousand Ninth Grade Divine Kings to fall into chaos.

Fortunately, they weren't real soldiers. They didn't need a commander. The ferocious nature that came from their bones was stimulated by them.

Powerful killing intent surged. These ten thousand Ninth Grade Divine Kings were about to kill Zi Chen.

Buzz!

The void trembled. Then, the space began to distort into countless fragments. A huge black hole descended from the sky and enveloped them in an instant.

Zi Chen opened his world. This was his greatest killing weapon!

In the blink of an eye, the ten thousand Divine Kings disappeared. The black hole also returned to normal.

Midi and the Heavenly God Imperial Guards that she led were dumbstruck. They were almost petrified.

They had gone all the way and the greatest danger had been resolved just like that.

What kind of sorcery was that black hole? How could it swallow ten thousand Ninth Grade Divine Kings in one go?

When they looked at Zi Chen again, they didn't see the slightest sign of exhaustion on his face. It was as if they had never seen Zi Chen expend so much energy in battle.

After destroying this army of Divine Kings, Zi Chen didn't move forward. He just stood in place.

No one knew what Zi Chen was thinking.

A ray of light flew over from the distance. It was an alien. He was also a ninth grade Divine King. At this moment, he still had a frightened expression on his face. He cupped his fist at Zi Chen and said, "Hender greets my lord!"

Zi Chen looked at Hender and said, "Tell me why you're here."