Era of Universal Evolution

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This Simon is a bit difficult.

Even Lou Jialuo and Shadow Killer, the two consummate powerhouses, are deeply troubled. Lin Zhen is so tyrannical that he might have to pay a high price to win Ximen.

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

Lou Jialuo thought for a while: "Don't be impatient, Lin Zhen was originally the top three in the Hall of Fame. Now that he breaks through his realm, his strength increases sharply, and if he attacks, I am afraid that our Hall of Fame members will lose too much."

"What should I do then?"

Lou Jialuo looked at the city gate, and the width of the gate of the holy capital reached tens of thousands of meters. This was to facilitate the passage of large spacecraft. This width was enough to pass thousands of people at the same time.

"There is a way, doesn't Lin Zhen want to keep the goal, let him guard it, and immediately organize a commando team. Each commando team is composed of 10,000 people. With the aim of rushing into the Holy Capital City, we are here at the west gate. There is an army of 10 billion, making him exhausted. I see if he can hold the gate alone? He is exhausted and exhausted. When the opportunity is right, we will do it."

Shadow Killer nodded. Now Lin Zhen has become a stumbling block for the endless race. If he is not kicked away, it is almost impossible to win the Holy Capital, and it is worth the cost.

"Okay, then the people I brought will come first." Shadow Killer just joined the endless race, and wanted to show it.

Lou Jialuo nodded: "Yes, I will seek the support of several others."

Soon the action began.

The Shadow Killer brought about 100,000 people, 10,000 of them started to charge first.

Some were flying in the sky, some were storming Lin Zhen, and some were sneaking in stealth from the corner.

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

But Lin Zhen naturally had his way.

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

A strange sight appeared at the city gate.

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

He also sacrificed his seven flying swords. After Lin Zhen's body was recast, these seven swords had reached the level of top-grade supreme treasure, and with extremely strong elemental power, they flew in the city gate.

With the impact of tens of thousands, thousands of people fall every second.

A veiled black shadow tried to slip past from a distance, and Lin Zhen suddenly teleported to the person, his spear burst with endless light, and he was assassinated!

"Lin Zhen, Ground Race Hall of Fame, kill Sun Kui, Ground Race Hall of Fame, and the same race cannibalize!"

Many people were shocked when this scrolling news appeared!

But being stunned was a momentary thing, and people quickly realized that Lin Zhen was killing the traitor.

Suddenly there was a voice of applause in the dimension universe. Compared with the enemy, the traitor was even more disgusting.

The first wave of people sent by the Shadow Killer didn't hold on for ten seconds, and then the second wave of endless race troops rushed up.

"Huh! This kind of non-stop teleportation battle, the consumption is indeed much greater than before, but I must stick to it."

The ongoing tug of war began.

The endless race seemed to have made up its mind to consume Lin Zhen to death. One by one, 10,000 teams lined up to the stage, and the line was beyond the sky, reaching the end of the line of sight.

The black Simon was like the big mouth of a black hole beast, no matter how many people entered, they would never come out again.

Lou Jialuo stood in the distance, and the goal of the Dimensional Universe was firmly locked on Lin Zhen, no matter how many of his men died, he remained unmoved, always analyzing the changes in Lin Zhen's situation.

The stars rise in the east and fall in the west, then rise and fall again.

This has been repeated for ten days!

The West Gate still has not fallen.

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

The accumulation of corpses has buried the city gates, causing subsequent offensive troops to always clean up and remove the corpses obstructing the road.

But this couldn't keep up with the increase in the number of corpses. There was deep blood everywhere in the city gate, and the surrounding area had been gradually reduced by the accumulation of corpses. The original 10,000-meter-wide city gate had shrunk to less than three kilometers.

People of endless races also got red eyes. They no longer even sought to rush into the city, but desperately attacked Lin Zhen.

Looking at it from a distance, you can only see countless people attacking by suicide, desperately rushing towards the area where Lin Zhen is, where the light and shadow filled the sky and the killing sound shook the sky.

In ten days, another two billion soldiers fell at the city gate!

But their sacrifice is not without gain.

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

Under the impact of countless people in the endless race, his star power is like a candle in the wind, blinking constantly during the attack, and may be extinguished at any time.

"Report!!! Report to the commander, there is a result." A signal soldier ran over.

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

"Just now, we, a powerful king, slashed Lin Zhen with his long sword."

"And then?" Lou Jialuo asked.

"Then... Then he was killed by Lin Zhen."

Ying Sha, who was listening to the side, rolled his eyes, "That's a fart, is Lin Zhen injured?"

The correspondent hesitated and said: "There was no injury, but this is the first time our people hit Lin Zhen in such a long time. Others were killed when they approached him."

Lou Jialuo waved his hand: "It's good to do it, continue to do this, and continue to inform, the number of people in each square has increased to 20,000, no longer trying to rush into the city, and attack Lin Zhen with all his strength.

"understand!"

The communicator ran down, the endless races executed Lou's orders, and the number of each square became 20,000.

All of them have displayed their strongest methods. They don’t believe that Lin Zhenzhen can be a master. At this moment, killing Lin Zhen has become the obsession of the endless race, even more than capturing the saint. All.

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

Three days passed like this.

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The strong smell of blood is enough to make people crazy, and within a few hundred miles of Ximen, a thick red cloud is enveloped. This is no longer the fire cloud unique to the Skyfire Continent, but blood mist!

According to statistics, the number of endless races killed at Ximen has exceeded 5 billion!

The nearly 100 billion endless races that besieged the holy capital at the time have now only less than 60 billion left!

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

Lou Jialuo's hair has appeared gray, although he is still very calm on the surface, but his heart is no longer anxious.

Until the signal soldier appeared in front of him again.

"Report to the commander. Just now we had a quasi-hall of fame powerhouse who struck Lin Zhen with a mountain axe and made him take a step back!"

"Back!"

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up.

Being able to retreat proved that Lin really had consumed a lot, and it was almost time.

With a big wave: "Notify the death squad!"

"understand!"

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

The so-called death squads are all made up of demigods. These demigods have no hope of reaching perfection, and they are all fanatical militants among endless races.

Lou Jialuo gave them only one task, and that was to rush to Lin Zhen's side and then blew himself up!

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

Lin Zhen, who had already fought to numbness, still killed one shot from a distance, but the demigod's castration continued unabated. When he rushed to a place 100 meters away from Lin Zhen, his whole body burst like a small sun.

The explosion of a demigod is almost comparable to the explosion of a small star.

The snow lotus on Lin Zhen's body opened up, blocking the impact of the air wave, and then one after another explosion began.

When each demigod rushed, the star power had already reached the critical point of the explosion. As long as it exploded at the city gate, it would definitely affect Lin Zhen.

The booming explosion feast began, and Lin Zhen people could no longer see it. 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.

When the explosion just ended, Lou Jialuo felt Lin Zhen's existence through the dimensional universe.

He is not dead yet, but his breath is already very weak.

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up and turned back to greet behind him: "Brothers, our success or failure lies in one move. Lin Zhen is already at the end of the battle. It's time for us to debut, come on!"

Behind him, the more than forty members of the Hall of Fame who had been waiting impatiently, finally exploded with amazing energy and killed them towards the west gate.

Rushing ahead, the one who takes the lead is the Demon Race's star of hope, Maura.

"Lin Zhen! It's time to settle our grievances."

Mo Luo transformed in the air, two heads grew from his shoulders, and four arms appeared at the same time.

Three heads and six arms, this is the ultimate form of Mo Luo!

When he was in the Hall of Fame arena, he was just two-headed and four-armed. Now decades later, he has made great progress, and he is determined to find Lin Zhen's revenge.

Looking at these powerful halls of fame, the people of the ground race are desperate.

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

This part of the Simon guard is different from his free killing in the wilderness. The defense has to be undoubtedly more effort. After more than ten days of crazy attacks by the opponent, and then endure ten thousand half-god blews, Lin Zhen can face To these halls of fame?

Even ordinary gods can't do this.

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 supporting the ground seemed to be dying.

The revenge-eager Mo Luo speeded up and threw off all his companions around him, brandishing a saber in his hand, he wanted revenge!