Chen Lun's figure flickered in the spirit world.

Often a teleportation can span tens of thousands of kilometers.

He was heading to the northern battlefield.

Previously, with the posture of the king of blue clothes, he crushed and slaughtered more than a dozen high-ranking people of the Wandering Knights and the Imperial Inquisition, and his mood was not wavering, as if he had pinched a group of ants to death.

Chen Lun also ignored the situation on the battlefield in this world.

His goal now is simple, which is to go to another battlefield and hunt down the high-level forces of the empire.

In this way, the empire was cornered.

So that the Sun King Andrei could no longer sit still.

At that time, Chen Lun's goal could be regarded as half of the success.

Sou!

Another flicker.

Chen Lun came to the sky above a spiritual battlefield.

Looking down, in the blue vision, countless players were charging in a certain direction, countless magical lights rushed towards them, and hundreds of players were killed in an instant.

"It's too unbeatable! The high play of the sequence in the flesh and blood is killed by a face-to-face second.,What kind of profession is this game divided into in the later stage?,It's all crispy! ”

"Rush! Rush with me! ”

"All the Lost Name Guild, prepare to gather the mage group on the right side of the fire!"

"Be careful! The high-ranking people of the madman school are going to open up again! ”

On the noisy and noisy battlefield, many players shouted and roared.

Chen Lun glanced into the distance, and saw that the four Sages of the Hailing Regiment, plus the three Sages of the History and Ritual Society, were fighting against the five archmages of the "Comet Cluster" of the Mad Sect.

Five makeshift mage towers stand at the rear of the madman faction, providing powerful amplification for mages at all times.

Chen Lun knew very well that in fact, the Mage Tower belonged to the standard configuration of the high-ranking magicians, and from a certain point of view, it could be regarded as the qualitative transformation ability of the Sequence Five [Sculptor].

A mage with a mage tower has to go up several notches in strength.

The five archmages of the "Comet Cluster" relied on the increase of the mage tower to fight back and forth with the seven saints, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Chen Lun stood out of thin air, looked at the battlefield, and slowly raised his hand.

Pitch-black shadows clinging to the five fingers, wisps of black smoke rising.

"Trace."

Buzz –

The strong gravitational pull, under the augmentation of the authority of the spirit world, has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Tens of thousands of players were horrified to find that their bodies were completely out of control, and they were forced to take off during the charge.

Immediately, the players saw the figure of the black hat in the air.

"Jack! It's Jakespet! ”

"The King of Grey Clothes is here?!"

"Grass mud horses, what a ghost?! Lao Tzu poured blood mold last time, and was inexplicably killed in seconds when he participated in the main quest, and now he will die if he plays a branch line! ”

"Ahh Who's going to save me! I've run out of resurrections! ”

In the noise of chirping.

Chen Lun suddenly closed his five fingers.

Whining!

Tens of thousands of players were retracted by the invisible gravitational force, crackling and colliding together, forcibly "pinching" into a ball of meat.

Before they died, their lives, physical strength, and reason were once again harvested by Chen Lun.

"Version BOSS messes in! Run! ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

"It's really funny!"

"Can't you hide if you can't be provoked? King of Clothes, you are really a bull! ”

The players of the Spirit Realm scattered and fled.

Many people who had learned the lesson had already tried to break away from the spirit world the moment they saw Chen Lun coming, but what they didn't expect was that the time point when Chen Lun blocked the spirit world was much earlier.

"Blanch! Locked up again! ”

"Lao Tzu will never come to the spirit world again!"

Players are overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

I can't beat it, I can't run away.

Many people directly chose to sit on the ground and wait for death.

Soon, a brilliant crystalline cube was thrown out of Jack's hand and gently fell to the ground, shattering into shiny powder.

Click......

The cangyi began to spread, engulfing them one by one in the desperate eyes of the players.

You're dead! 】

In the distance, the high-ranking people who were fighting stopped in shock.

"Jakespet!"

One of the high priests of the Hailing Regiment was terrified.

His forehead was bruised, and his eyes were spewing out of man-eating fury.

"It seems that you really don't take the Church of the Seven Gods seriously, and you think that you can hunt us wantonly with your strength?!"

"Chief Jiadis was forced to self-appoint, and the Hailing Regiment suffered heavy losses, all because of you damn guy!"

The other high priest shouted in a deep voice.

The three Sages of the History and Ritual Society glanced at each other, but they retreated.

During the turbulent war period in the world, they did not expect that the King of the Cloth would take the opportunity to hunt down the high-ranking people of the Church of the Seven Gods.

"All the nonsense?"

Chen Lun said indifferently.

"Let's die."

"You?!"

The expressions of the seven Sages of the Hailing Order and the History and Ritual Society changed drastically, and they all fled in all directions.

"Trace."

Chen Lun raised his hands in unison.

A terrifying gravitational pull quietly enveloped the bodies of the seven saints, and they were forcibly dragged back in an instant.

"Uhhhh Damned sinners, go to death!! ”

The High Priest of the Hailing Regiment blushed and roared angrily.

He instantly revealed his mythical creature form, turned into a giant fish-man, opened his webbed claws and summoned a thundercloud, and floated towards Chen Lun.

"Heavenly Seal."

Chen Lun waved his hand, and the ivory white scepter appeared.

He flicked the scepter, and the repulsion spread.

The thunderclouds seemed to be blown away by an irresistible hurricane, and suddenly retreated several kilometers away.

Immediately, Chen Lun was silent, and under the horrified gaze of the high priest, he pointed the white scepter at him.

"No ......"

The fish-man opened his mouth wide.

Repulsion shrouded down.

Acting at the same time as gravity.

Quack!

The archbishop's fisheye bulged out and was bloodshot.

Gala la –

The sound of bones shattering came and went, as if an invisible hand was clutching his body.

The next second.

Boom!!

The chief priest of the Hailing Regiment in the form of a mythical creature was actually squeezed into a blood mist alive!

"Nichols!!"

The remaining three members of the Hailing regiment were filled with grief and indignation.

However, Chen Lun's eyes were always indifferent, and his figure gradually rose in the eyes of everyone, and finally turned into the posture of the king of cangyi who was more than forty meters tall.

"Fight with Him!"

"Taking history as a mirror, the King of Grey Clothes will pay the price for his tyranny!"

"The angels and the true gods will not let Him go!"

Six Sages from the Hailing Order and the History and Ritual Society hissed.

Chen Lun turned a deaf ear and suddenly dropped the cross sword.

Wow –

The six figures were immediately wiped out by the miserable white sword curtain.

The top of the Mage Tower in the distance.

The five archmages of the Comet Cluster were shocked, and although they had heard of the horrific deeds of the King of the Cloth, this was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes...... The high Ones of the Church of the Seven are like slaughtered chickens and ducks before Him.

Such a person and power have long surpassed that of a demigod!

If the Sun King didn't take action himself, I'm afraid no one would be able to stop the wanton hunt of the King of Grey Clothes......

"Thank you for your help."

The old mage led by the "Comet Cluster" bowed his head respectfully and saluted the figure in the middle of the sky, and the rest of the archmages followed suit.

The figure in the blue robe glanced down at them, withdrew the ivory white carved cross sword with a blank face, turned and disappeared.

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Southern War Zone, Spiritual Realm.

Here, a large number of transcendents have already gathered.

The Church of the Sun and the high-ranking members of the Cult of the Stars are facing off, and millions of players from both camps are looking at each other from afar across the open field.

Dozens of live broadcast rooms are recording the upcoming battle.

", look at the forum, the western and northern war zones have been patronized by the King of Clothes, and the high-ranking people on both sides of the war, along with the players who participated in the mission, have all been slaughtered!"

"Huh?! Isn't that our turn soon?! ”

"The version boss swept directly along the map, right?"

"Hurry up and run, while the spirit world is not yet blocked!"

Suddenly, with the posts posted on the forum, countless players on the scene knew what was going on in the western and northern theaters.

Many players were indeed frightened, and after hesitating repeatedly, they still chose to give up the task and left the spirit world directly.

However, most of the rest of the players didn't care.

Either they haven't participated in the main quest to encircle and suppress the King of Clothes, and they lack an idea of Jack's true strength, or they have a fluke mentality, thinking that they will not be so unlucky.

Suddenly.

The expressions of the high-ranking people on both sides of the confrontation changed drastically.

They all brushed their heads and looked high into the sky.

A figure in a black hat and black suit, standing in the sky at some point, was looking down on everyone present with his indifferent and deep eyes.

"The King of Grey Clothes!"

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

Players are frantically communicating in the channel -

"Blanch! It's really coming! Blood loses a life! ”

"Does anyone know what to do in this situation?"

"It's good to relax......"

"Anyway, it's a dead end, find a comfortable place to sit and wait for death."

Chen Lun was about to make a move and kill all these people under his feet.

Then.

His eyes fluctuated suddenly.

An extremely strong sense of danger, transmitted through spiritual intuition.

Chen Lun's eyes drooped.

'Sun King...... Can't sit still? That's right, if I continue to fight, I'm afraid that there will be little high-level combat power left in the empire, and how will I resist the attack of the three major subsidiary kingdoms at that time? ’

He grinned and sank with a thud.

Woo –

The figure of the black-hatted gentleman landed like a meteor.

Thundered!!

Chen Lun held the white cane in one hand, the five fingers of the other hand were spread, and the dark shadows were all over the palm, and the terrifying gravitational force actually pinched the earth into a huge hill between two breaths.

He stood straight at the top of the hill.

The black hat was blown off by the strong wind, and he gently pinched the brim of the hat.

Under the watchful eyes of the Church of the Sun, the Cult of the Stars, countless players, and the audience in the live broadcast room.

Chen Lun carried the light on his back and slowly put the black top hat in his hand on his head.

With a wave of his hand, the circus cadres came from the old spirit world and appeared behind him.

Floy, Antonio, Carmen, Noah, Alex, and Maggie stood calmly beside the group leader, looking down on the spiritual earth.

"Remember what I told you?"

Chen Lun tilted his head and said softly.

"Hmm."

Floy bowed slightly, with a quiet smile on her face, and stepped forward.

Long pale blonde hair fluttering in the wind.

Immediately, she raised her hand, her slender index finger swiped at her ear, and a strand of pale blonde hair was cut off and handed to Chen Lun.

"If we fail, we'll meet on the moon."

Her purple eyes looked at Chen Lun quietly and said softly.

Chen Lun took a deep breath, solemnly sandwiched the strand of hair in the cowhide notebook, and then put it away properly.

Ignore the crowd under the hill.

He raised his head again and said lightly:

"The Sun Emperor who ended the Fourth Age is here......"

As soon as the words fell.

Thundered!!

In the spirit realm sky, a dazzling golden light cluster appeared in the exclamation of countless people, and came straight towards this side!

Sharp-eyed people can see clearly.

It was a hundred-meter-long giant immortal bird, burning with raging flames all over its body, dragging its long red tail in the sky!

On the back of its neck, a figure in the armor of a golden lion stood straight, a long scarlet cloak fluttering like a flag, and in the figure's hand, it carried a lightning-like spear made of pure golden light.

Under the claw helmet, a pair of extremely indifferent golden eyes cast a gaze.

"Jakespet, you damn ......"

The deep voice of Andrei the Great resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The spectators were shocked, no one expected that the Sun King of the Trisur Empire would come down in person, just to kill the black-hatted gentleman!

Chen Lun's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

"I've been waiting for a long time to end the Fifth Age......"

(End of chapter)