Chapter 4231

Zi Chen, who was running away, was trying to buy himself more time to refine the scroll. As for those Nine-Star Saint Spirits, they could just chase after them.

If it was really like a game of cat and mouse, it would be great to play until he could control the scroll.

Whoosh!

A sword light cut through the sky and went straight for Zi Chen's back.

Zi Chen tapped his foot and dodged quickly. Like a stream of light, he avoided the attack of the sword light in time.

The sword light turned back when the attack missed.

The sky darkened, and a five-fingered palm print appeared. Demonic Qi rolled and fell from the sky.

The descending palm print continued to enlarge, covering the sky and the sun. Zi Chen's figure immediately sped up, barely dodging this attack.

The earth roared, and a deep palm print appeared on the ground.

Just as he escaped the range of the palm print, another black mountain fell from the sky and smashed down on his head.

This time, Zi Chen was unable to dodge. There was a loud boom and the mountain exploded. However, the scene of an eight-star Holy Spirit dying on the spot did not happen. Instead, they saw Zi Chen, who was protected by a demonic light, flying forward at a very fast speed.

The Nine-Star Saint Spirit who was hit was slightly stunned. He did not die?

Although the Demon God's mind had returned to the scroll, after the scroll was unfolded, his soul power began to count down. Now, even if he was in the scroll, he could clearly see what was happening outside.

At the same time, he felt that the soul power of this person called Mo Chen was really amazing.

Previously, he was a bit euphemistic. Now that he was in the scroll and felt Zi Chen's soul power, he was a little envious of this person called Mo Chen.

Because when he was an Eight-Star Saint Spirit, he did not have such pure and strong soul power.

Now, Mo Chen's realm was a little low, so it was a little difficult for him to refine the scroll. If he was a Nine-Star Saint Spirit, it would be much easier.

Of course, his scroll was extraordinary. Mo Chen could refine it as an Eight-Star Saint Spirit, which was unique.

He just did not know how strong the other's combat strength was.

The Demon God had some expectations in his heart. When he was counting down to the end of his life, he was very gratified to find such a junior in the Demon Race.

Sure enough, powerful soul power did not mean that one's strength and speed were extraordinary. Mo Chen was soon blocked by the Nine-Star Holy Spirits.

Next, they would have to fight. The Demonic God was looking forward to it. If their battle prowess was even stronger, it would be perfect.

Unexpectedly, after the first round, Mo Chen, whom he had been expecting, was sent flying by a nine-star Saint Spirit.

Although he didn't die on the spot, he looked very weak.

The Demonic God was stunned. How could this be?

Zi Chen, who was sent flying backward, quickly ran away. However, he encountered a second Nine-Star Saint Spirit.

Once again, Zi Chen was sent flying and tried to escape.

The Demon God couldn't believe it. How could someone with such powerful soul power be so weak?

However, after several confrontations with the Nine-Star Saint Spirit, the Demon God understood that this kid was hiding his strength and was still stalling for time.

So he reminded him, "If you continue to delay, the situation will be very bad for you. Because they have many people, they don't have to worry about consumption. However, your strength is limited after all. If you don't want to fight, you can throw away the scroll. In this way, not only can you divert their attention, but you can also survive.

Of course, if you want to fight, you can only use your combat strength to awe them. "

Zi Chen understood the meaning of the Demon God's words. It was nothing more than asking him to fight. This made Zi Chen a little happy in his heart because the Demon God could not wait any longer. Maybe he would disappear soon, and then it would be time for him to run away.

However, since the Demon God wanted to see his battle prowess, he naturally had to satisfy him. What if the Demon God was happy and excited and disappeared in advance?

So, Zi Chen once again faced a Nine-Star Saint Spirit. The other party had a hideous smile on his face.

Zi Chen also smiled, and the demonic light on his fist surged.

Boom!

A powerful wave of Qi surged, forming ripples that spread out.

Zi Chen did not slow down and flew into the distance, while the Nine-Star Saint Spirit was sent flying backward.

The situation was reversed in an instant.

Such a scene stunned all the Nine-Star Saint Spirits. They thought that this was a weak little chicken that could not stand a gust of wind, and no one really took him seriously. They did not expect that he had been hiding his strength all this time. Was this a classic case of playing the pig to eat the tiger?

Zi Chen then burst out with full strength, and all the demons in contact with him were sent flying by him.

"You can indeed fight above your level. While you have strong soul power, your combat strength is also very good."

The Demon God nodded, satisfied with this.

At this moment, Zi Chen shouted, "Don't force me, I don't want to kill!"

Hearing this, the Demon God's eyes lit up, and said, "Which demon powerhouse's growth is not built on mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

The weak are prey to the strong, this is the unchanging law of survival. "

Zi Chen said again, "I don't want to kill, you really don't force me!"

The demons at the back began to laugh, and of course, there was no lack of cursing.

The Demon God was egging him on. He wanted to see if this Mo Chen could kill people above his level.

"Oh, I forgot to remind you, if you are too far away from them, those illusory Demon God auras may disappear," the Demon God suddenly reminded him.

Zi Chen's face immediately turned cold, "My Lord, why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?"

Zi Chen began to regret. If he had known this would happen, he would not have gone in circles with these people.

Kill if you need to!

A light flashed in his hand, and a demonic saber that had undergone Lesser Refinement appeared.

The next moment, Zi Chen's figure disappeared.

He came to the side of a Nine-Star Saint Spirit and raised his saber.

With a puff, a human head flew high into the air.

A Nine-Star Saint Spirit died in an instant.

A light flashed under Zi Chen's feet, and he disappeared again. He appeared in front of a second demon and continued to slash.

As expected, the second Nine-Star Saint Spirit was beheaded.

Zi Chen really wanted to kill, for himself and for the Ling Clan. If he killed more demons now, the Ling Clan would have fewer enemies in the future.

His eyes were cold and cruel.

They had been laughing at Zi Chen's existence, but now they were all dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, four Nine-Star Demons had died.

The Demon God was very excited. This was the battle strength that should be matched with powerful soul power.

Not only could he fight above his level, but he could also easily kill enemies above his level. He was very gratified to hand over his inheritance to the other party.

The fifth demon fell.

The sixth died.

The original Nine-Star Saint Spirits chased after Zi Chen like a dog, but now the situation was reversed. Everyone began to flee in panic. Zi Chen held a long saber in his hand and followed behind like a God of Death.

There were no powerful demon techniques, only the simplest killing moves, but each one was fatal.

This was the real killing technique.

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of the Half-step Holy Venerables. They frowned and began to hesitate.

At this moment, the Demon God weapons that they were fighting for suddenly disappeared.