Thunder Martial

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Zi Chen and his party headed straight to the depths. During this period, any ancient beasts they saw would be killed by the two of them.

As they went deeper, they found fewer and fewer ancient beasts, not even a single descendant of pure-blooded ancient beasts.

In the past few days, they only killed two ordinary ancient beasts.

The monk was deeply dissatisfied with this, and threatened that his saber tooth hadn't drank blood for a long time, and he became very hungry and thirsty, but the spirit devouring mouse only corrected it slightly, saying that it was the saber tooth of the saber-toothed leopard. The monk was beaten up.

"Prodigal stuff, you can't find it in ancient beasts, you can't find it in inheritance, and now you can't even pull down the top-grade primordial stone, so what's the use of you."

The spirit-eating mouse's inaction made the monk very dissatisfied. The spirit-eating mouse blinked its innocent little eyes, and repeatedly complained, because many ancient beasts had entered the depths.

"Hey, there are traces of fighting. It seems that it didn't take long." Seeing the mess around and the red blood stains on the ground, the monk let out a surprise.

"It's not like a battle with ancient beasts. Instead, it's humans killing each other. I don't know which two forces started the war."

Seeing the traces of the battlefield, the monk analyzed it, Zi Chen just glanced at it lightly, and ignored it.

If it was a battle between humans and ancient beasts, he might be interested. As for humans, especially the battle between two forces, he has no interest at all.

Everyone stepped forward again. During this period, more and more battle traces were left on the ground.

"Could it be that these two forces entered the depths while fighting." The monk guessed.

As it moved forward, the traces of the battle became more and more obvious. The ground was wreaked havoc and became more messy. However, at the end of the messy ground, on the edge of a huge crack, a human corpse lay quietly there.

This is a bloody figure, with many wounds on his body, bloody and bloody, motionless, as if he has been dead for a long time.

"A dead body is really bad luck." Seeing the dead body from a distance, the monk frowned, feeling the bad luck, and was about to make a detour.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Maybe there is still a spirit ring."

As expected of a greedy monk, he didn't even have the slightest bit of compassion, and he didn't even spare the dead, rushing straight towards the dead body.

Zichen ignored the monk,

It was obvious that the spirit ring on the corpse had been snatched away.

"Zi Chen, come here quickly, this man is still alive." Suddenly, the monk exclaimed.

"He's still alive, then you can use the treasure pill to revive him." Zi Chen was a little surprised, but he still hasn't passed. In this ancient battlefield, it's too normal for a person to die, and Zi Chen is not a sympathetic person, so he doesn't bother to care about it.

"Bring Baodan here quickly, I want to save him." The monk shouted loudly.

Zichen's indifferent expression froze, and his face changed instantly. He could already hear the seriousness and anxiety in the monk's words, and then the monk shouted again, "He is Wang Shan."

"What, Wang Shan." Zi Chen's face changed again, turning into a golden light, and he was in front of Wang Shan in an instant.

There were at least dozens of wounds on Wang Shan's body, the blood in his body was almost drained, and there was only a little faint breath between his noses, and his vitality was weakened to the extreme.

As if sensing Zi Chen's arrival, Wang Shan slowly opened his eyes, and then, there was a light in his dead gray eyes, "Sister Husband Brother."

It took him a lot of effort to yell out these three words, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Don't talk, I'll save you first." Zi Chen's face became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, Wang Shan's injuries are serious, and his life is numbered, if they come later, Wang Shan will undoubtedly die.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shan shook his head with difficulty when he heard about it, and said softly: "It's useless, I can't do it anymore, you go to save my sister first, she is here"

Wang Shan was very weak, his speech was intermittent, and he was weak, and before he could finish his sentence, his staring eyes gradually lost their luster, and their vitality also dissipated.

"Dead." Seeing Wang Shan who had lost all vitality, the monk was stunned, his face darkened.

"Shut up, you dead bald donkey, he's not dead, he still has a heartbeat." Zi Chen touched Wang Shan's heart, and there was still an extremely weak heartbeat. He took out the treasure pill in an instant, and shouted loudly: "Spirit Devourer .”

The Spirit Devouring Rat had already arrived beside Zichen, and heard that it was crying out in grief, without saying a word, its little paws pointed towards its heart, and the next moment, drops of bright blood appeared.

There were five drops of blood essence, and the light flashed before Zichen. After that, the treasure pill mixed with the blood essence of ancient beasts was sent into Wang Shankou.

This is the treasure pill snatched from the Ning family. It is the same as the one that Zichen took before. It can live and die. The medicinal effect can also be stronger.

The entrance of the treasure pill melted in an instant, and a thick breath of life rushed towards Wang Shan's body. His heartbeat, which was originally extremely weak, gradually became stronger under the wrap of this vitality.

And Wang Shan, whose face was ashen, also glowed again.

The life breath of Baodan and the blood essence of the spirit devouring mouse melted in Wang Shan's body, and then rushed to the limbs and bones. The wounds on Wang Shan's body healed and scarred under the naked eye, and finally fell off, revealing the brilliance. skin.

It is worthy of being a treasure pill worth millions, with extraordinary medicinal effects, and it just took Wang Shan back from the hands of the god of death.

Just a few breaths before and after, Wang Shan's heart beat strongly again, and the vitality that was gradually lost became vigorous again.

This time, Wang Shan was only a short distance from death. Although the effect of the treasure pill was peculiar, it couldn't recover to its heyday in a few breaths like Zi Chen did last time.

In Wang Shan's wide-eyed eyes, he recovered his spirit again, and then he felt the strong vitality in his body.

"Brother-in-law, this." Although he was still weak, he spoke quickly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"What happened, how did you get killed?" Zi Chen asked, his face extremely gloomy. He seemed to have heard something about Wang Xian'er just now.

"Go and save my sister, she is right in front, go quickly." Wang Shan woke up instantly and let out a cry of surprise.

"Xian'er, she is under siege, where is she?" A killing intent emerged on Zi Chen's gloomy face.

"Go quickly, if it's too late, my sister may be killed by people from the eight major forces." Wang Shan pointed in one direction anxiously.

The strong murderous intent turned into a monstrous killing intent, Zi Chen raised his head and roared, "The eight major forces, I want you all to die."

"Demon ape, follow me."

With a burst of shouting, Zi Chen has turned into a golden light, showing the strongest speed, rushing forward, and then, a black light next to him followed closely, it is the magic ape.

"I'll go too." Feeling the killing intent around Zi Chen, the Spirit Devouring Mouse naturally sensed the seriousness of the matter, and immediately turned into a ray of light to follow.

"Come back to me, and walk with him in your arms." But before the Spirit Devouring Mouse came forward, the monk grabbed it back, and let it walk with Wang Shan in its arms.

"I'll hug him." The Spirit Devouring Mouse was taken aback, he was less than one meter away, while humans were closer to two meters.

"You don't have the slightest combat power, you foodie. If you don't hug anyone, hurry up and keep up." The monk was already hundreds of meters away, and the sword teeth appeared in his hand, flashing brightly and making a clanging sound.

The Spirit Devouring Mouse was short of breath, and in desperation had no choice but to follow Wang Shan. Wang Shan was still weak, but still dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the Spirit Devouring Mouse, and said in his heart, "This is an ancient beast."

Fleeing all the way, seeing his companions die one by one, Wang Qiong's eyes were full of pain, and a deep regret spread in his heart.

As the leader of the team, he miscalculated this time. The Golden Lion was far more powerful than he had imagined. Although everyone successfully killed them, they were seriously injured. People from the eight major forces appeared so suddenly.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, and he pulled Wang Xian'er to keep running away, but as the injury worsened, the speed of the two became slower and slower.

Suddenly, Wang Qiong staggered and nearly fell.

"Brother." Wang Xian'er was shocked. She used to be a peerless beauty, but now, her peerless face has been stained by tears and blood, and her beauty is no longer there.

"I'm fine." Wang Qiong said, but then he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His eyes remained firm, and he pulled Wang Xian'er away.

"Brother, we will fight them." Seeing Wang Qiong's injury worsen, Wang Xian'er's big eyes were full of coldness. Her tears had already been shed, and at this moment, there was only killing intent in her heart.

"Let's go." Wang Qiong shook his head, just pulling Wang Xian'er to speed up.

"If I fight them, I will commit suicide in the end." Wang Xian'er said firmly.

"Suicide, haha, do you think that suicide can solve everything? Even if it is suicide, we have a way to torture you." Cold laughter sounded, and people from the eight major forces chased after them.

"kill."

The chasing soldiers had already reached within reach, and it was useless to run away, so the two turned around and fought back.

The flashes of swords and swords flickered frequently, showing fierce murderous intent.

Wang Qiong and Wang Xian'er were surrounded by the crowd, back to back, with wounds all over their bodies, fresh blood continuously flowing, and several corpses lay at their feet.

The two are monsters, even if they are seriously injured, they are not something that ordinary geniuses can kill.

The team of thirty-nine people chased and killed them all the way. Up to now, there are less than twenty people, and nearly half of them have been lost.

"Damn barbarian dogs, you actually killed many of us. You will be punished in the future. Even if you die, I will desecrate your souls." One of the leaders said viciously, his eyes full of hatred.

Of the eight leaders, there are still six left. As for the other two, I don't know if they are dead.

Wang Qiong's expression was very cold, and he didn't speak. In his hand, the hanging Qingfeng sword was dripping with fresh blood, both his own and others'.

Wang Xian'er held a sharp blade in her hand, which dripped blood, which was used to kill the enemy, while her left hand held a dagger, which was reserved for herself.

"Kill, cut the man half to death, and then fuck this woman in front of him."

As the cold voice fell, another round of attacks began.

In front of the flickering swords and swords, two more geniuses fell, and Wang Qiong's injuries were more serious, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

"Brother, I'll take a step first." Facing death, Wang Xian'er was very calm, and slowly raised the dagger in her hand, aiming at her heart.

"I'm sorry, brother didn't protect you well." Wang Qiong's eyes were full of guilt, but the coldness around him was even stronger. He would not commit suicide because he wanted to kill the enemy.

"Stop her, stop her quickly, and give them all to me." Seeing that the dagger was about to fall on his heart, the leader of the eight major forces shouted loudly.

"Buzz."

At this moment, a monstrous killing intent emerged from a distance.