At the time of the battle between the two sides, the ripples in the rear were still stirring, and the Three Realms Spirit Fruit seemed to appear at any time.

Whether it is the Protoss or the Demon Race, they are not in a hurry at this moment.

Seeing Zi Chen start to seal, the faces of the two leaders couldn't help but change.

How the previous situation was reversed, the two of them knew very well that the unknown thunder technique that fell from the sky directly killed one person, and then made it set the victory.

Right now, if he is allowed to use it again, one more person will inevitably die.

Whether it's the gods or the demons, they don't want to have one less.

So, both of them ordered at the same time, shouting: "Kill!"

Those who didn't make a move before will do it right now!

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

In the sky, demonic energy was swirling, and a huge demon's clutch fell from the sky and went straight to Zi Chen to grab it.

Zi Chen's figure flashed again, far away from this palm.

Airplanes!

The void continued to vibrate, and a divine fist of divine light broke through the space and smashed down from the sky like a meteorite.

Zichen flashed again.

And at the same time as he dodged, the three divine scepters and the three magic knives were already approaching, showing a momentum of encirclement, and constantly attacking.

Zi Chen's movement had to stop, and then resisted the attacks of several people.

The two leaders who saw this scene breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

I don't know what ThunderClan's technique is, but it's terrifying!

Make a move that wants people to die!

Killing Zi Chen now, they can't have any casualties, otherwise it will affect the final ownership of the next Three Realms Spirit Fruit.

In the face of the siege of six people, even if Lei Shen was extremely extraordinary and could dodge attacks again and again, Zi Chen could not withstand this continuous consumption.

With the huge consumption, his movements naturally slowed down.

A divine light approached, and Zi Chen held a long knife to resist.

With a roar, the divine light exploded in front of him, and the powerful force shook Zi Chen upside down.

As he flew upside down, several more attacks grazed his body.

Zi Chen fell to the ground, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.

In the deep pit, smoke and dust splashed everywhere, enveloping the surroundings.

Six of them appeared around the pit, scepter or magic knife in hand, staring indifferently below.

The air currents surged, the smoke and dust rolled wildly, and a ray of light rose into the sky.

The three magic knives all pointed to the sky, and then slashed down.

Three staggered sword lights slashed downward.

Zi Chen, who wanted to rise to the sky, felt the breath of the combination of the three swords, his face couldn't help but change, he could only grasp the handle of the knife with one hand, and hold the back of the knife with the other, blocking the top of his head.

The staggered sword light fell, and the suppressed Zichen descended again.

Roar again!

Zi Chen was smashed to the ground again, it was still the original pit, it became deeper, and there was more smoke and dust.

The three Protoss holding the scepter glanced at each other, and then let go of the scepter in their hands at the same time.

I saw the scepter leave his body and fly out of the pit.

The seal was formed in the hands of the three of them, and the Dao Divine Light appeared from the body and landed on the scepter.

The scepter suddenly erupted with a strong light, and the light of various energies swirled, rotating in a triangular formation, during which at the tip of the scepter, there was always a divine light flying out, straight into the deep pit, carrying out indiscriminate attacks.

The energy roared, and the earth trembled violently, like a great earthquake.

The ground within a radius of dozens of miles began to tumble violently, bursts of roars dispersed, and strong fluctuations after strong fluctuations disappeared.

The leader of the Protoss and the leader of the Demon Race stood in the distance, quietly watching this scene.

They are all good players, and they join forces to deal with just one spirit clan, even if the other party is from the Thunder Clan, it is enough to save face.

In this case, let alone a spirit clan, even if it was the two of them at this level, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

The earth was still shaking, the ground was cracking, then it exploded, it turned into smoke and dust, and then it turned into powder, and disappeared into heaven and earth.

The three magic knives jumped high and scanned the surroundings, the magic knives in their hands would be cut down at any time.

The scepter was still spinning, the divine light was still falling, and the roar was still there.

This situation lasted for more than a dozen breaths.

After the faces of the three Protoss turned slightly pale, they withdrew their scepters.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, like flying sand and rocks, forming bursts of tornado storms.

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

When the smoke and dust dissipated, there was already a basin with a diameter of more than ten miles on the ground below, and in the center of the bottom of the plate, a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten zhang appeared, and the pit was hundreds of meters deep.

And at the bottom of the pit, at this moment there was a man huddled, and the man was covered with wounds, like a poor little beast, motionless.

"Dead?"

Several people looked down, some unsure.

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

An exclamation sounded, and the three magic knives were pressed down again.

Zi Chen, who rose to the sky, was covered in blood, but his breath was very strong, and he did not feel weak.

"Thunderbolt!"

With a violent roar, the fist exploded at the intersection of the three magic knives, countless thunderbolts shot out, and the downward trend of the three magic knives slowed down.

Zi Chen drank again, his body was full of thunder, and he punched upwards again.

Rumble!

The three magic knives were shaken open by him, and Zi Chen was about to rise into the sky.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a palm print appeared in the sky, blocking the sky.

Zi Chen collided with the palm print, and in the roar, the black palm print shattered.

Zi Chen's speed of breaking through the air slowed down, and the strong aura around his body also became weak.

But the palm prints shattered, and the sky regained its light, and even became brighter, a little dazzling.

Another palm print appeared, this time it was a rainbow of colored light, a confluence of divine power.

The previous clutches of the demons came from the demon leader.

The current palm print of the gods comes from the leader of the gods.

At this moment, Zi Chen's sky-high aura was obviously weakened, and in the face of this last divine palm print, he could only use his last strength to strike into the air.

Rumble!

There was a roar, the palm print of the god shattered, and Zi Chen's figure was also shaken downward by the force of this backshock.

When he fell, the three gods sealed again, and they saw that the three divine scepters were like three sword lights, approaching in an instant.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The three divine scepters pierced Zi Chen's body in an instant, and then firmly fixed him in the air.

The three demons, with their bodies soaring to the sky, came to Zi Chen's side, holding the magic sword in their hands high.

At this moment, Zi Chen not only felt the threat of death, but even experienced the breath of death himself.

The three divine scepters are releasing their divine power at the moment, extinguishing his vitality.

Once the three magic knives continue to be cut down at this moment, Zi Chen will have no chance to live.

"I'm going to die here?"

Dying frequently, Zi Chen had such feelings in his heart.