In less than two seconds, Lin Zhen killed five times in a row, making the Hall of Fame of the Endless Race break out in a cold sweat.

This Simon is a little sad.

Even Lou Jia Luo and Shadow Kill, the two consummate powerhouses, were deeply troubled, Lin Zhen was so strong, I am afraid that he would have to pay a lot of price to take down Ximen.

"Lou Jialuo, what should I do?" asked Shadow Kill.

Lou Jialuo thought for a while: "You can't be anxious, Lin Zhen was originally the top three powerhouses in the Hall of Fame, but now that he has broken through the realm and his strength has skyrocketed, if he attacks strongly, I'm afraid that our Hall of Fame members will lose too much." ”

"So what to do?"

Lou Jialuo looked at the city gate, the width of the gate of the holy capital reached tens of thousands of meters, this is to facilitate the passage of large spaceships, such a width is enough to pass through thousands of people at the same time.

"There's a way, doesn't Lin Zhen want to guard the gate, then let him guard it, immediately organize commandos, each commando team is composed of 10,000 people, with the goal of rushing into the holy capital, we still have an army of 10 billion on the west gate, let him be tired, I see if he can defend this city gate alone? Tired and tired to death, when the opportunity is right, we will start." ”

Shadow Kill nodded, right now Lin Zhen has become a stumbling block for the Endless Race, if you don't kick him away, it is almost impossible to take the Holy Capital, and it is worth paying a big price.

"Okay, then the people I brought will take the lead. "Shadow Kill has just joined the Endless Race, and I want to show it.

Lou Jialuo nodded: "Yes, I will seek support from several other sects." ”

Soon the action began.

Shadow Kill brought in about 100,000 men, 10,000 of whom were the first to charge.

Some people are flying in the sky, some are attacking Lin Zhen, and some people are stealth and sneaking from the corner.

Lin Zhen didn't expect the other party to take such a way, with a width of 10,000 meters, it was very difficult to guard.

But Lin Zhen naturally has his own way.

With a bang, thunderclouds appeared from under Lin Zhen's feet, and with the wind and thunder wings on his back, Lin Zhen's speed soared to more than the speed of light!

A strange sight appeared at the city gate.

Lin Zhen was like a phantom, suddenly appearing here, and suddenly appearing on the other side, with a spear in his hand to guide the north, up and down.

He also sacrificed his seven flying swords, and after Lin Zhen recast his body, these seven swords had reached the level of a top-grade treasure, and with an incomparably strong elemental power, they flew across the city gate.

The impact of tens of thousands of people, thousands of people fall every second.

A faint black shadow tried to slip past from a distance, and Lin Zhen suddenly teleported in front of this person, and the spear in his hand burst out with endless light, stabbing fiercely!

"Lin Zhen of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, kill Sun Kui of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, and kill each other!"

This rolling news appeared, and many people were fluted!

But being stunned is an instantaneous thing, and people quickly reacted that Lin Zhen was killing a traitor.

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the dimensional universe, and the traitor was an even more disgusting existence than the enemy.

The first wave of people sent by Shadow Kill didn't last even ten seconds, and then the second wave of Endless Race troops rushed up.

"Whew! This kind of non-stop teleportation battle does cost a lot more than before, but I have to persevere. ”

The ongoing tug-of-war began.

The Endless Race seemed to have made up its mind to consume Lin Zhen to death, and one by one the 10,000-person teams lined up to appear, and the line went beyond the sky to the end of the line of sight.

The swarthy West Gate is like the big mouth of a black hole beast, no matter how many people go in, they will not come out again.

Lou Jialuo stood in the distance, the goal of the dimensional universe was firmly locked on to Lin Zhen, no matter how many of his subordinates died, he was unmoved, and he had been analyzing the changes in Lin Zhen's situation.

Stars rise in the east and set in the west, rise and set again.

And so on for ten days!

The West Gate has not fallen.

It's just that it's hard to see Lin Zhen's figure in the dimensional universe, because there are mountains of corpses everywhere around him.

The pile-up of corpses had already buried the city gates, so that the subsequent attacking troops had to always clean up and remove the corpses that were blocking the road.

But this can't keep up with the speed of the increase in corpses, the city gate is full of deep blood and water, and the surrounding places have been gradually shrunk by the accumulation of corpses, and the city gate, which was originally 10,000 meters wide, has shrunk to less than 3,000 meters.

The people of the Endless Race also had red eyes, and they no longer even pursued rushing into the city, but desperately attacked Lin Zhen.

Looking at it from a distance, I could only see countless people rushing towards the area where Lin Zhen was like a suicide attack, where the light and shadow were filled, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

In ten days, two more billion soldiers fell at the city gates!

But their sacrifice was not without gain.

In Lou Jialuo's dimensional universe, he could feel that the star power emanating from Lin Zhen had weakened.

Under the impact of countless people of the Endless Race, his star power was like a candle in the wind, constantly flickering in the midst of the attack, and could be extinguished at any time.

"Report to the !! commander, there is a result. "A communications soldier came running.

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up: "What results?"

"Just now, one of our king-sealing powerhouses slashed Lin Zhen with his long sword. ”

"And then?" asked Lougaro.

And then ..... Then he was killed by Lin Zhen. ”

The shadow killer who was listening next to him rolled his eyes: "That's a fart, is Lin Zhen injured?"

The communication soldier said hesitantly: "I was not injured, but this is the first time in such a long time that our people have hit Lin Zhen, and the others were killed when they got close to him." ”

Lou Jialuo waved his hand: "Very good, continue to do this, notify it, the number of people in each phalanx will increase to 20,000, no longer try to rush into the city, and attack Lin Zhen with all your might." ”

"Understood!"

The communications troopers ran down, and the Endless Race carried out Lougaro's orders, and the number of people in each phalanx became twenty thousand.

All of them have used their strongest means, they don't believe that Lin Zhen can really be a husband and a wife, and killing Lin Zhen at this moment has become an obsession in the hearts of the endless race, even more than the capture of the Holy Capital.

As a result, Lin Zhen was under even more pressure.

Three more days passed.

The thick smell of blood is enough to make people crazy, and the entire West Gate is shrouded in a thick layer of red clouds within a radius of several hundred miles, this is no longer the unique fire cloud of the Heavenly Fire Continent, but a blood mist!

According to statistics, the endless races killed at the West Gate have exceeded five billion!

The nearly 100 billion Endless Races that besieged the Holy Capital at the beginning are now less than 60 billion left!

Among them, 15 billion people fell in Xicheng and fell under Lin Zhen's butcher's knife.

Lou Jialuo's hair had already appeared gray, although he was still calm on the surface, but he was already anxious in his heart.

Until the communications soldier appeared in front of him again.

"Report to the commander, just now we had a quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouse who slashed Lin Zhen with an opening axe and made him take a step back!"

"Back off!"

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up.

Being able to retreat proves that Lin Zhen's consumption is already very large, and it is almost time.

With a wave of his hand: "Notify the death squad to go into battle!"

"Understood!"

The communication soldiers went down, and soon Lou Jialuo's carefully organized death squad appeared.

The so-called death squads are all composed of demigods, these demigods have no hope of advancing to perfection, and they are all fanatical militants among the endless races.

There is only one task given to them by Lou Jialuo, that is, to rush to Lin Zhen's side and then blow himself up!

The demigods, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, set off, and each team of a hundred people began to launch a desperate charge against Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen, who had already fought to the point of numbness, still killed one with one shot from afar, but the castration of the demigod did not decrease, and when he rushed to a hundred meters beside Lin Zhen, the whole person burst like a small sun.

The self-detonation of a demigod is almost comparable to a small stellar explosion.

The snow lotus on Lin Zhen's body opened, blocking the air waves coming from the impact, and the successive explosions began one after another.

Every time a demigod rushes in, it is already the star power that has reached the critical point of explosion, as long as it explodes here at the city gate, it will definitely be able to affect Lin Zhen.

The rumbling explosion feast began, and Lin Zhen's people could no longer see it, and those piles of corpses were also vaporized in the continuous explosion.

A hundred death squads, a total of 10,000 demigods, died in the explosion.

As soon as the explosion ended, Lou Jialuo felt that Lin really existed through the dimensional universe.

He wasn't dead yet, but his breath was very weak.

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up, and he turned around and greeted behind him: "Brothers, our success or failure is here, Lin Zhen is already at the end of the crossbow, it's time for us to appear, go!"

Behind him, more than forty Hall of Famer members who had been waiting impatiently for a long time finally burst out with amazing energy and killed towards the West City Gate.

The one who rushed to the front and took the lead was the hope star of the demon race, Moluo.

"Lin Zhen, it's time to settle our grievances. ”

Moro morphed in the air, two heads growing out of his shoulders, and four more arms appearing at the same time.

With three heads and six arms, this is the ultimate form of Moro!

When he was in the Hall of Fame ring, he was still only in the form of two heads and four arms, but now decades have passed, and he has made great progress, bent on seeking revenge on Lin Zhen.

Looking at these powerful halls of fame, the people of the terrestrial race despaired.

No matter how strong Lin Zhen is, it is impossible to turn defeat into victory in this situation.

This section of the Ximen guard, is different from his free killing in the wilderness, the strength required to defend is undoubtedly greater, after more than ten days of crazy attacks by the other party, and then withstood the self-explosion of 10,000 demigods, can Lin Zhen still face these halls of fame?

Even ordinary gods can't do that.

Mo Luo passed through the smoke and dust after the explosion and saw Lin Zhen from a distance.

His clothes were tattered like a beggar, and his spear was supporting the ground, and it seemed that he was about to die.

The vengeful Moro accelerated, threw off all his companions around him, and waved a war knife in his hand, he wanted revenge!