Chapter 4290

Everyone was in despair. This was simply an unwinnable battle.

Saint Venerable Han Jun was disappointed.

If it weren't for these people, his people might have been able to hold on for a while. However, these people that he had recruited had no courage at all. As they were defeated and fled, his few elite troops were taken away by the crowd and lost their combat ability.

Everyone could see that the situation was hopeless.

Han Jun was also preparing to open his Sovereign Domain and let the others leave. He couldn't let them all die here.

He sighed. "The Spirit Clan has no chance of turning the tables."

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Then, a spiritual boat came over like a bolt of lightning.

Previously, Han Jun was too focused on the battlefield and didn't notice this. When he noticed it, the spiritual boat had already arrived on the battlefield.

This was not only a spiritual boat, but also a top-grade spiritual boat. Even he couldn't refine it.

Those who were running away also noticed this scene. For a moment, they seemed to have forgotten to run away and looked up one after another.

Those demons who had been killing for a long time also saw this situation for the first time. They stopped chasing and looked up.

"Everyone, retreat into the Sovereign Domain!"

That voice sounded again. Then, the door of the spiritual boat opened. Rays of light fell from above and gathered below.

The leader was wearing a black battle robe. He stood in the void, his battle robe fluttering in the wind.

That person had a handsome face and a cold expression. Even if he didn't release his aura, he was still the center of attention.

Of course, the main reason was that he was too famous. Almost everyone in the Spiritual Realm knew him.

Zi Chen.

Zi Chen of the Holy Thunder Clan!

They didn't expect him to come at this time.

Behind Zi Chen stood several beings. They were surrounded by lightning, indicating that they were from the Holy Thunder Clan.

"It's Zi Chen!"

"It's the Holy Thunder Clan. They're here!"

"The Holy Thunder Clan is here to save us!"

"We're saved. We're saved!

The Holy Thunder Clan is here to save us! "

Cheers sounded from behind.

"These turtles are finally willing to come out."

The Nine-Star Holy Spirit scolded with a smile. His eyes became moist. Apparently, he was touched.

Han Jun, who was standing at the back, had a better view of the situation than the others. A bitter smile appeared on his face. "It seems that this is Zi Chen's personal behavior."

This was because not all of the people who came were from the Holy Thunder Clan. In fact, more than half of them were not from the Holy Thunder Clan.

Zi Chen had appeared with someone other than the Holy Thunder Clan. Others might not know what this meant, but as the Holy Sage, he knew very well.

If it was the Holy Thunder Clan's order, Zi Chen wouldn't need outsiders even if he brought an army of a million, let alone ten thousand people.

"Who are you?"

Mars looked at Zi Chen. Even though he recognized him, he still asked the question out of nervousness.

Zi Chen waved his hand and said indifferently, "Spread out and surround them. Leave no one alive!"

His words were concise and clear.

In the next moment, his figure disappeared into thin air.

Mars shouted angrily, and the magic power around him surged. He couldn't see Zi Chen's movements clearly, but he subconsciously felt that Zi Chen would definitely attack him.

As the saying went, "To catch bandits, first catch the ringleader!"

His reaction was very fast, but in front of Zi Chen, he was too slow.

Even if he was a Nine-Star Holy Spirit, he wouldn't be able to block Zi Chen's attack, let alone a mere Eight-Star Holy Spirit.

There was a loud bang.

Powerful ripples spread out in all directions.

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Zi Chen stood where Mars was originally standing, while Mars was sent flying backward. The defense he had put up earlier was instantly shattered, and an incomparably powerful force entered his body, obliterating his vitality.

As his body flew backward, his eyes were fixed on Zi Chen. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

His consciousness dissipated.

With such a collision, a Deputy Commander died.

Zi Chen stood in the crowd of Devils, and at first glance, it looked like he was surrounded by a group of Devils.

But in the next moment, these Devils suddenly scattered, not daring to get close to Zi Chen at all.

"Kill!"

A cold voice sounded, and hundreds of Holy Talismans appeared in the void above. The Holy Talisman's light bloomed, and a powerful aura surged out.

The Holy Talisman Masters brought by Ren Zheng were the first to attack.

In the Holy Thunder Clan, their status was comparable to that of the core disciples, and each of them was a treasure. Now that they attacked together, their momentum was mighty.

"Die!"

Luo Qishui stepped forward, and the long sword on his back flew out and fell into his hand.

He, who was already a Nine-Star Holy Spirit, slashed out with his sword.

A sword light flashed forward and swept through the bodies of several Devils in front of him, including an Eight-Star Holy Spirit. Their bodies were all split in the middle.

After that sword strike, Luo Qishui rushed forward and rushed into the Devils.

Grace waved her hand gently. She didn't attack, but retreated to the back. At the same time, some of the people she brought with her rose into the air and some retreated. They were all there to record the battle merits and didn't participate in the battle.

Pei Wenyao led his people forward, and the team was like an open pocket that was about to swallow these Devils.

As for the rogue cultivators who were recruited, they roared and charged forward. They seemed to be disorganized, but fortunately, they were carrying out Zi Chen's order to surround the Devils.

The Spirit Race at the back were all dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, their powerful leader was killed. The situation had changed too quickly.

"Kill!"

The private army trained by Han Jun reacted quickly. Their combat strength wasn't weak, and they charged forward.

As for the others, they just stood there and watched. They were really scared by the previous massacre.

Because the Devils lost their leader, their morale wavered, and some even had the idea of retreating.

"Kill, kill these Spirit Race people. Their combat strength is simply …"

An Eight-Star Devil wanted to boost the morale, but before he could finish, he was beheaded by a sword light.

It was Luo Qishui.

With that sword, Luo Qishui's combat strength wasn't inferior to those core disciples. In fact, because of the Life Sword, his combat strength was even stronger.

This time, he followed Zi Chen for a simple purpose. It was to repay his kindness.

After the sword strike, Luo Qishui stood in place and released his soul power.

He was sensing the existence of a higher cultivation level, and he wanted to kill them one by one.

As for Zi Chen, he had nothing to do.

These Devil Race elites in the eyes of the crowd were nothing in his eyes.

The moment he appeared with his people, the defeat of these Devils was foretold. Not to mention, Zi Chen had hundreds of Saint Talisman Masters with him.

"Kill, kill these bastards!"

The battle quickly reached the point of beating the Devils while they were down. When the hundreds of thousands of people saw this scene, they rushed forward without hesitation.

The previous defeat made them feel ashamed. Now that there was a chance for revenge, they couldn't wait to bite these Devils to death.

However, these people found that after the Devils died, their heads would often be cut off. This puzzled them.

However, they followed suit and followed suit.