The raging thunder gradually stopped roaring, and the sea of thunder slowly dispersed.

The many god kings from different levels of the Emon family who were rushing to Zi Chen's side before were all corpses at this moment, and black smoke was rising from the corpses, and occasionally some of them had crystallized.

The surroundings became dead and silent again, and Zi Chen said two words before, and the number of dead god kings exceeded hundreds.

The old man in charge of the Emmon family, his expression changed again and again, and the death of many god kings in the family made his heart continue to drip blood, and this kind of loss was very great.

Because these are his descendants.

At the same time, his eyes were also filled with fear, and when he looked up at Zi Chen, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"You...... You ......"

The old man stretched out his finger, as if he was about to say something, and at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, "Enough!"

I saw a middle-aged man coming from a distance, he glanced at the corpse on the ground, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"The head of the family, this person came to my Emon family to make trouble, and asked the head of the family to send a strong soldier to kill this thief immediately!"

The elder of the Emon family said to the middle-aged man who arrived.

The middle-aged man looked up at Zi Chen and said, "What do you say?"

"Fight or withdraw, you choose one!" Zi Chen said coldly.

The middle-aged man frowned, and said unhappily: "You are too presumptuous, today is a great joy for our Emmen family, if you come to congratulate, we will naturally welcome it, otherwise, ......"

Before the other party could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zi Chen, "We don't agree to this marriage, I want to take the goddess back to the Heavenly God Mansion!

The middle-aged man said: "Marriage matters, you and I are willing, no one can force interference!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, a flash of surprise flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, as soon as the head of the family came, he refocused the contradiction on the matter of Xinlin's marriage contract in a few words, and his attitude seemed to be a little intriguing.

"Xinlin, come with me. Yi Qian spoke at this time.

The middle-aged man looked at Xin Lin, who was wearing a colorful feather coat on the high platform, and said, "Lin'er, are you really unwilling?"

Xin Lin glanced at the head of the house, bit her red lip, and shook her head.

"Hey!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but let out a low sigh, with a look of regret in his eyes, "I thought you and Thorpe were heroes and beauties, but I didn't expect this to be the case." Well, since this is your choice, then we can't force it. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Not far away, the elder of the Aemon family, his face became extremely gloomy, and there was even a touch of resentment in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged man.

"What do you mean by this, the family has already agreed on this matter, and now it is repentant, where will we go to the Emmen family? You are the head of the family, should you not maintain the dignity of the family?" the old man said dissatisfiedly.

The middle-aged man's eyes swept around, and he said in a deep voice: "The face of the Emon family is naturally important, but how can we forcibly interfere? Since Lin'er is unwilling, we naturally have to follow her opinion. Now the divine realm is in turmoil, but my Emon family has a long heritage and profound heritage, and now it is not yet the time when a child needs to be sacrificed!"

These words were said impassionedly, and the eyes of many strong people from the Emon family in the distance lit up.

What kind of person Thorpe is, they have heard about it for a long time, and Xin Lin will naturally not have a good time when she marries her.

And Xin Lin is a goddess, even if the god is not there, she is still a goddess, and this marriage has damaged the face of the Emon family.

It's just that the high-level people do things, they can only obey orders, and today's words of the head of the family speak their hearts.

Thorpe is certainly strong, but the Emon family is by no means weak, even if Thorpe is a strong man on the king list, many ninth-level sieges can still be killed!

Listening to these words, Zi Chen seemed to vaguely understand something, and at this time, he heard the voice of the housekeeper next to him, "Young Master, my source is the Emon family. ”

The housekeeper stayed in the Heavenly God Mansion and naturally no longer paid attention to the affairs of the outside world, so how could he know what happened to the Aemon family in a distant place?

What's more, Xin Lin hasn't been back for too long, and the housekeeper may not know.

Glancing at the family master, Zi Chen's expression remained unchanged, but he faintly understood the other party's intentions in his heart.

"Ridiculous!"

The elder snorted and said, "Thorpe and Lin'er, but heroes and beauties, will definitely become a good story in the divine realm in the future, why sacrifice it......?"

But before the elder could finish speaking, the monk who couldn't bear it anymore said, "What are you talking about? Hero, who is the hero, this garbage?"

The monk's gaze fell on Thorpe, and he said disdainfully: "The fifteenth on the list of mere kings, and you dare to call yourself a hero, so where did you put the Buddha?"

When the other people around heard this, they were all stunned, and secretly guessed, could this be a higher-ranked existence?

But then he shook his head again, the other party is only level seven, how can he be on the list?

But at this moment, everyone's attention fell on Thorpe and the monk.

No one paid attention to the Eamon family next, which made the Eemon family head breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the people of the Emon family decided to stay out of the matter, Thorpe smiled coldly, looked at the monk and said, "Are you looking for death?"

As soon as the words fell, the monk felt a cold killing intent coming out of the other party's eyes, and the killing intent materialized, as if two sharp blades were stabbing directly at him.

The monk secretly exclaimed in his heart, but the surface was silent, a pure golden light enveloped his body, but with the power of his own world, he isolated this killing intent.

Although he knew the gap between the two in his heart, the monk did not admit defeat at all, "You garbage, you are only fifteen on the king list, and you dare to argue with your Buddha?"

At this moment, Zi Chen stepped forward and stood in front of the monk, isolating the killing force.

The killing machine disappeared, the golden light in front of the monk disappeared, and his face turned slightly pale, this king list is strong, and it is really not to be underestimated.

Zi Chen met Thorpe's gaze, did not back down at all, and said indifferently: "I don't care what kind of hobby you have, no matter how distorted your mentality is, but since you dare to provoke the Xinlin Goddess, I will definitely not let you go today!"

"Just your eighth level?" Thorpe disdained in his heart.

"Try it and you'll find out!"

After saying that, Zi Chen's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on Thorpe's side as if teleporting.

"You're not slow, but it's useless to me!"

Thorpe smiled coldly, turned around, and threw a punch, the light of which shone brightly, illuminating the surroundings.

In front of him, there was also a fist light, filled with powerful thunder power.

Rumble!

The two blows met, and the powerful force shook and scattered, forming a shock wave.

Within a radius of 100 feet, all the buildings shook and then turned into powder and disappeared.

Zi Chen's figure retreated, and when he reached a hundred zhang away, behind him, Xin Lin's pretty face was full of horror.

If it weren't for Zi Chen guarding her back, she would have died under the aftermath of the previous moment.

Yi Qian flew towards this side, pulling Xin Lin to quickly retreat.

"Your strength is nothing more than that!"

Zi Chen smiled faintly and continued to rush forward, still teleporting, a strong punch.

But this punch was much stronger than before, and when the punch was struck, the thunder shone brightly, and the powerful power surged, and the surrounding space was violently distorted.

Thunder Blast!

Zi Chen's eyes were cold, and he used the strongest punch of the thunder body.