The biggest crisis at the moment is an extremely powerful energy that is pouring into the body of the throne through the spear, consuming his vitality.

This is a battle between two different forces and a confrontation between life and death.

Zi Chen's spiritual power lake set off huge waves, and the entire lake was ignited by flames, forming an even more terrifying destructive force.

Every moment, spiritual power is being depleted drastically.

Every moment, the vitality of the throne will weaken.

"Ah...save me!"

Feeling the passing of life, the Goddess issued a frightened cry for help.

"die!"

At this moment, a god suddenly appeared behind Zi Chen. He held a long knife and slashed directly at Zi Chen's neck.

When the knife falls, it must be the scene where the head is separated from the body.

Buzz!

But before the sword could approach, a powerful soul power suddenly surged out of Zi Chen's body.

A handleless flying sword flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness and went straight behind him.

Its speed is far faster than lightning.

The moment it appeared, a popping sound was heard.

That was the sound of the flying sword piercing back and forth through the Sea of ​​Consciousness of the Sea of ​​God. Every sound meant that his head was pierced once by the flying sword.

From the time he appeared on the throne and drew his sword, to the moment the sword landed on his neck, it only took a blink of an eye.

But in the blink of an eye, the flying sword had gone back and forth hundreds of times, and a big hole was pierced through the god's head.

Brains mixed with blood poured out of the hole, and the souls in the sea of ​​consciousness were cut to pieces.

The flying sword is still flashing.

The god's throne fell directly to the ground before the sword fell.

Life becomes extinct.

He died in front.

At this time, the throne under Zi Chen's spear also let out a scream, its vitality completely dissipated, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Zi Chen pulled out his spear and the throne fell to the ground.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, as if even the sound of breathing had disappeared.

Everyone was looking at Zi Chen.

There was shock and horror in his eyes.

Face to face and kill two thrones.

Is this something that divine magic can do?

The six divine thrones at the rear were originally eager to give it a try, but now they all shrank back.

Zi Chen was able to take down two divine thrones in an instant, and six of them, that is, it only took three seconds.

The flying sword, which was completely controlled by the soul, was very strange and too fast, making them feel terrified.

At this moment, the exclamation started again, the Soul-raising Flower was still killing the enemy.

Several divine thrones did not dare to step forward to deal with Zi Chen, and the handleless flying swords turned into light and killed those divine spells.

With Zi Chen's handleless flying sword, the magicians fell one after another.

This is massacre!

Not to mention that there are only a few thousand people this time, even if there are tens of thousands of people, it is only a matter of time before they perish.

Moreover, when Zi Chen kills these magical techniques, his flying sword only needs to penetrate them once.

So in the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of magicians fell to the ground and died.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Chapter completed!