Chapter 739

Zi Chen rushed into the crowd of demons and started a massacre. The demons were in complete chaos, and all sorts of screams and cries were heard.

The humans at the back felt their blood boiling, and they shouted excitedly. At this moment, Zi Chen displayed the power of an Empyrean Martial Artist to the fullest.

The demons surrounded Zi Chen, preparing to kill him. All the attention of the demons was on Zi Chen, and no one noticed that there were two shadows rushing towards them from behind.

The humans at the back saw them, but they naturally would not remind the other party. They were afraid that they would attract the attention of the demons, so all of them covered their mouths.

Their eyes flashed with excitement, waiting for the monk and the demon ape to show their power.

The demon ape and the monk rushed into the crowd of demons. Zi Chen attracted all the late-stage Primordial Core cultivators, so the two of them were facing off against the early-stage and mid-stage Primordial Core cultivators.

After the two of them separated, they started to kill the demons.

The demon ape swung the black rod in his hand, and like a black dragon, it swallowed many demons in front of him. When the black light dissipated, all the demons were dead.

The demon ape could kill late-stage Primordial Core cultivators, so it could kill these early-stage and mid-stage Primordial Core cultivators effortlessly.

On the other side, the monk was doing the same. Under the attack of the Demon Subduing Pestle, almost none of the demons were left alive.

Moreover, the two of them had elixirs that could be used as meals, so they were not afraid of using up their elixirs. Every time they attacked, they attacked with all their might.

When the two of them attacked with all their might, their killing speed was not slower than Zi Chen's. The two of them combined were much more powerful than Zi Chen's.

In just a few breaths, five hundred demons had died. How long could these twenty-five thousand demons be killed?

Because of the monk and the demon ape's charge, the demons became even more panicked. They screamed in fear, and then fled in all directions.

Zi Chen was surrounded. Although he had transformed into a tri-colored light and was constantly flashing, dodging many attacks, he had also suffered many powerful attacks. His supreme grade defensive armor had become even dimmer, and there were already cracks on it. It seemed that he would not be able to last much longer.

Because he was surrounded by late-stage Primordial Core cultivators, Zi Chen's killing speed slowed down significantly.

"Bang."

Wielding the broken spear, he killed two more demons. Due to the excessive attacks, the supreme-grade armor directly shattered and became completely useless.

For the first time, Zi Chen had a look of regret in his eyes. It seemed that such a battle armor was extremely expensive to make. Now that it was broken, it was equivalent to an astronomical amount of primal stones flying away.

Zi Chen snorted in anger and heartache. Then, he tapped the space between his eyebrows.

The space between his eyebrows was connected to his Sea of Consciousness. In his Sea of Consciousness, the Purple Gold Gourd was floating quietly. After Zi Chen pointed at it, the Purple Gold Gourd suddenly began to tremble. Then, the gourd opened abruptly.

Hallucinatory light gushed out from the gourd, accompanied by small silver snakes.

Under the guidance of Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts, these small snakes left Zi Chen's Sea of Consciousness and rushed towards the outside world. After they left his body, they expanded in the wind and instantly became hundreds of feet long. Like silver dragons, they rushed in all directions.

The group of Demon Race members surrounding Zi Chen only felt a dangerous aura from the other party's body and instantly retreated. However, in the next instant, their vision was filled with endless silver light. Then, numerous lightning dragons opened their bloody mouths and bit towards them.

"Boom!"

The thunder dragons exploded. Silver light filled the entire world. The violent sound of the explosion made the heavens and the earth tremble. A large area of the void was shattered. Black holes appeared in the sky.

These thunder and lightning were all from the Thunder Region. Zi Chen had used these thunder and lightning to kill the assassins who had a strong foundation. At that time, those assassins had all been half-dead.

Silver light filled the entire world. The thunder and lightning energy also raged wildly. Many Primordial Core cultivators of the demons were torn to pieces by the thunder and lightning before they could even scream.

Among them were late-stage Primordial Core cultivators, as well as mid-stage Primordial Core cultivators.

Zi Chen, who was at the center of the thunder and lightning explosion, was hit by the thunder and lightning energy. However, the thunder and lightning mark that had disappeared for a long time appeared again between his eyebrows. Under the golden thunder and lightning mark, when the destructive thunder and lightning energy reached Zi Chen, it was as docile as a lamb. It swam around him and was absorbed by him.

The moment the thunder and lightning exploded, the battle stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on the silver world. Inside the silver world, there were endless screams.

The screams were ear-piercing and made people's hearts tremble.

After the silver world disappeared, the number of late-stage Primordial Core cultivators of the demon race had decreased by more than half. Although some had rushed out of the silver world, they were seriously injured.

Zi Chen stood in the air. With him as the center, there were no more demons in a radius of one thousand meters.

There were no more demons in the air, but the ground was littered with broken corpses.

In the world, there was only Zi Chen.

All the demons looked at Zi Chen as if they were looking at a demon king. Their hearts trembled.

Zi Chen's gaze fell on the five leaders of the demon race. He said coldly, "Kill."

As soon as his voice fell, Zi Chen rushed toward Lang Yuxing with the broken spear. In his eyes, Lang Yuxing was the leader of these demon race leaders. At the same time, Tyrant and Demon Ape were also facing off against two other demon race leaders.

The thunder and lightning energy from before had already injured the five demon race leaders. Coupled with the fear in their hearts, their battle strength had been affected. Now that they were facing off against three powerful demons, they were at a disadvantage.

"Human, die."

The leader of the Heavenly Dog Race rushed toward Zi Chen. As he flew, a powerful aura surged from his body. Then, a huge shadow of the Heavenly Dog appeared behind him. Its cold and deep eyes stared at Zi Chen.

After the elite of the Heavenly Dog Race attacked, the shadow of the Heavenly Dog also rushed toward Zi Chen with vigorous momentum.

After forcing Lang Yuxing back, Zi Chen turned around and saw the elite of the Heavenly Dog Race. He snorted and took the initiative to rush toward him. Zi Chen held his spear in one hand and clenched his other hand into a fist.

A blood-red light flashed, bringing with it a monstrous killing intent. It engulfed the elite of the Heavenly Dog Race. Then, Zi Chen clenched his fist and struck out the third move of the Tyrannical Fist.

"Boom." "Boom."

There was a loud explosion between the heavens and the earth. Terrifying energy surged between the two of them. After the endless energy shook, a figure was sent flying.

The one who was sent flying was naturally the elite of the Heavenly Dog Race. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face full of shock. The Heavenly Dog Race's super power that he had used before was also shattered by the powerful and tyrannical fist wind.

In one blow, the leader of the Heavenly Dog Race was no match and was injured.

Without waiting for Zi Chen to kill him, Lang Yuxing also rushed over from the opposite direction. The other party was aggressive and used a super power that was not much different from the Heavenly Dog Race's. A huge Heavenly Wolf appeared behind him. The Heavenly Wolf opened its bloody mouth, revealing its eerie fangs.

Zi Chen waved his spear and struck again. The Tyrannical Fist was thrown out again.

The golden Tyrannical Fist Light filled the heavens and earth. It was as bright as the sun, and it shone brightly with the blood-red spear light. The two types of energy, one struck at Lang Yuxing, and the other at the Heavenly Wolf shadow behind him.

"Boom." "Boom."

Another two violent energy vibrations sounded. Then, Lang Yuxing vomited blood and was sent flying. The Heavenly Wolf shadow was smashed to pieces.

In the distance, the group of demons was stunned when they saw that the human leader was not at a disadvantage even when fighting one against two.

Not only that, but in the other two directions, the other two humans were suppressing the three leaders. The group of demons was completely suppressed by the three humans.

"Retreat, retreat."

While gasping for breath, Lang Yuxing gave the order to retreat. His mind was shocked to the extreme. The combat strength of these three humans was definitely comparable to the dragonians. Moreover, they were the strongest among the dragonians.

"Hurry up and retreat. I'll stop them." The Heavenly Dog Race's expert also shouted.

Today, the demons' morale had been completely destroyed. Taking advantage of the fact that the human army had yet to make a move, retreating was the best choice.

"You think you can stop me?" Hearing the words of the Heavenly Dog Race's expert, Zi Chen's lips curled into a sneer.

Then, his body flashed with tri-colored light again. Like a tri-colored lightning, he abandoned Lang Yuxing and attacked the Heavenly Dog Race's expert.

Within the tri-colored lightning, Zi Chen attacked rapidly. The broken spear in his hand repeatedly stabbed at the Heavenly Dog Race's expert. The Heavenly Dog Race's expert also mobilized his energy to the limit to block. However, he could block ten bolts, but he could not block twenty bolts. Even if he blocked twenty bolts, he could not block two hundred bolts from Zi Chen.

During the battle, the Heavenly Dog Race's expert was forced to retreat in the air. One step, two steps. Every time he retreated, the void trembled and cracks spread out from under his feet.

After retreating two hundred steps, the frequency of his defense slowed down. After four hundred steps, there were two more bloody holes on his body.

After retreating a thousand steps, the Heavenly Dog Race's expert's body was covered with bloody holes. Blood gushed out from the numerous wounds, and the expression on his face froze in horror.

"Peng."

After a thousand steps, the Heavenly Dog Race's leader's body fell backward. He fell from the sky, lifeless.

Of the five leaders, one was killed by Zi Chen.

The fear in the hearts of the demons naturally reached its limit. One by one, they fled for their lives.

But then, two loud sounds were heard. The monk and the Devil Ape had killed their enemies almost at the same time.

Of the five leaders, three were killed. The remaining two, with faces full of horror, began to flee frantically.

"Kill. Leave no one alive."

Zi Chen shouted coldly. The Devil Ape and the monk held their weapons and chased after the two leaders.

Zi Chen stopped and turned to look at the humans. "Clean up the battlefield along the way."

After that, Zi Chen also turned into a tri-colored light and chased after the fleeing demons. After approaching the demons, the tri-colored light began to flash.

Then, the tri-colored light continued to rush forward. As for the demons, they lost their vitality and fell from the sky.