Chapter 3225

When the two sides are fighting, the ripples in the rear are still surging, and it seems that the three realms of spiritual fruit may appear at any time.

No matter the protoss or the demons, they are not in a hurry at the moment.

Seeing that Zichen began to print, the faces of the two leaders couldn't help but change.

How the previous situation was reversed, the two men are very clear, that unknown thunderbolt technique, directly killed one person, and then made it a winner.

At present, if he is allowed to use it again, another person will surely die.

No matter the protoss or the demons, they don't want to lose one more person.

So they ordered at the same time: "kill!"

Those who didn't do it before, please do it now!

In the face of great opportunities, morality is nothing at all.

In the sky, the devil's spirit was swirling around, and a huge magic palm fell from the sky and went straight to Zichen to catch it.

Zichen body shape once again flash, far away from this palm.

Hum!

The void continues to vibrate, and a magic fist full of divine light breaks through the space and falls from the sky like a meteorite.

Zichen flashed again.

While he dodged, the three magic wands and three magic swords were approaching, showing a trend of encirclement and attacking constantly.

The action that Zichen makes a seal, had to stop, and then resist a few people's attack.

Seeing this scene, the two leaders felt relieved.

Although I don't know what kind of skills it is, it's really terrible!

You have to die!

Now kill Zichen, they can't have any casualties, otherwise it will affect the final ownership of the next three realms spirit fruit.

In the face of six people's siege, even if thunder Dodge is extremely extraordinary, can avoid the attack again and again, but this constant consumption, Zichen also can't bear.

As the consumption was huge, his movements slowed down naturally.

A divine light is approaching, Zichen holds a long knife to resist.

A roar, the divine light explodes in front of the body, the powerful strength shakes the purple Chen to fly upside down.

While he was flying upside down, several attacks rubbed his body.

Purple Chen smashes to fall on the ground, appeared a deep pit on the ground.

In the deep pit, smoke and dust splashed all around.

Six people appeared around the pit, holding a magic wand or a magic knife, staring down coldly.

The air was surging, the smoke and dust were rolling wildly, and a ray of light rose into the sky.

Three magic swords are all facing the sky, and then they are cut off.

Three interlaced blades of light cut towards the bottom.

Zichen, who wants to rise from the sky, feels the breath of the combination of the three swords. His face can't help but change. He can only grasp the handle of the knife with one hand and hold the back of the knife in the other hand to block his head.

The cross knife light falls, the suppressed purple Chen falls again.

Boom again!

Zichen was once again hard hit on the ground, or the original pit, become deeper, smoke flying is also more.

The three Protoss holding the wand look at each other, and then release their wands at the same time.

The staff flew out of the body toward the pit.

Three hands of the seal, Daodao divine light from the body, fell on the God's staff.

The magic staff suddenly burst out strong light, all kinds of energy light around, showing a triangle formation rotation. During this period, at the tip of the divine staff, there has been a divine light flying out, straight into the pit, carrying out undifferentiated attacks.

The energy roared and the earth trembled violently, as if by a great earthquake.

The ground began to roll violently for tens of miles. The roar was scattered, and the strong waves went away.

The protoss leader and the demon leader stood in the distance, quietly watching this scene.

What they brought were all good hands. They joined hands to deal with a spirit clan. Even if the other party came from Lei clan, it was enough face.

In this case, let alone a spiritual clan, even if they are two leaders of this level, there is no possibility of survival.

The earth is still shaking, the ground is cracking, then exploding, turning into smoke and dust, and then disappearing into dust.

The three magic swords jump high and look around. The magic knives in their hands will be cut down at any time.

The staff is still spinning, the light is still falling, the roar is still the same.

This situation lasted more than a dozen breaths.

After the three Protoss' faces were slightly pale, they took back their wands.

All over the sky, smoke and dust fly, like flying sand and stone, forming bursts of tornado storm.

There was silence all around, and everyone looked at the pit below.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, there was already a basin several tens of miles deep on the ground below. In the center of the bottom of the plate, a pit with a diameter of more than ten Zhang appeared, which was hundreds of meters deep.

At the bottom of the pit, there was a man curled up, his body covered with wounds, like a poor little beast, motionless.

"Dead?"Several people looked down, some not sure.

At this time, I saw the man suddenly moved, first stretched his limbs, and then shook his head, rose from the sky.

Exclaimed, three magic swords were pressed down again.

The purple Chen that rises from the sky, be full of blood, but breath is very strong and horizontal, do not have feeble feeling.

"Thunderbolt!"

With a fierce roar, the fist exploded at the intersection of the three magic swords. There were countless thunders and the falling trend of the three magic swords slowed down.

Zichen drinks again, the body thunder light ten thousand Zhang, is a fist to hit toward the top.

Boom!

Three magic swords were shaken open by him, and Zichen was about to rise from the sky.

At this time, the sky suddenly dark, a palm print appeared in the sky, blocking the sky.

Zichen and the palm print collide, in the roar, the black palm print is broken.

The speed that purple Chen breaks empty is a bit slow, the breath that whole body is strong and horizontal, also become weak rise.

But the palm print was broken, and the sky regained its brightness, and even became brighter. It was a little dazzling.

Another palmprint appeared, this time with colorful light and divine power.

The former magic palm, from the demon leader.

Now the seal of God's hand is from the leader of the Protoss.

At this moment, Zichen's breath is obviously weak. In the face of the last God's palm print, he can only use his last strength to attack in the air.

Boom!

Roaring sound, God's palm print was broken, and Zichen's body shape was also shaken down by the force of the shock.

At the time of his fall, the three Protoss once again made a seal, and saw that the three magic sticks were like three sword lights, approaching in an instant.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Three God sticks, in an instant is through Zichen's body, and then firmly fixed him in the air.

The three demons, with their bodies soaring into the sky, came to Zichen's side and held up their magic swords.

At this moment, Zichen not only felt the threat of death, but also personally experienced the breath of death.

The three wands are now releasing their power and destroying his vitality.

Once the three magic swords continue to chop down at this moment, Zichen will have no chance to live again.

"I'm going to die here?"

Frequency faces death, purple Chen heart produces such feeling.

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