Chapter 1045 The Madness of Endless Races

In less than two seconds, Lin Zhenwu killed in a row, causing the Hall of Fame of the Endless Race to break out in a cold sweat.

This Simon is a little bad.

Even Lou Jialuo and Ying Shao, the two complete powerhouses, were deeply troubled. Lin Zhen was so tyrannical, he might have to pay a big 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, but now he has broken through the realm and his strength has skyrocketed. If we attack, I am afraid that our Hall of Fame members will lose too much."

"Then what shall we do?"

Lou Jialuo looked at the city gate. The width of the city gate of the Holy City reached tens of thousands of meters. This is to facilitate the passage of large spaceships. This width is enough to pass thousands of people at the same time.

"There is a way, doesn't Lin really want to guard the gate? Then let him guard it and organize a commando team immediately. Each commando team consists of 10,000 people with the purpose of rushing into the holy city. There is an army of 10 billion, making him exhausted, I see if he can defend the city gate alone? Tired and exhausted, we will start when the opportunity is right."

Shadow Killer nodded, Lin Zhen has now become a stumbling block for the endless race, and it is almost impossible to win the Holy City without kicking him away, and it is worth paying a great price.

"Okay, then the people I brought will come to take the lead." Shadow Killer just joined the Endless Race and wanted to show it.

Lou Jialuo nodded: "Yes, I will seek support from other schools."

Soon the action began.

Shadow Kill brought about 100,000 people, and 10,000 of them started charging first.

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

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

But Lin Zhen naturally has his own way.

With a bang, a thunder cloud appeared from under Lin Zhen's feet. 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 appearing here, 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,

After Lin Zhen recast the body, these seven swords have reached the level of high-grade treasures, with extremely strong elemental power, flying vertically and horizontally at the city gate.

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

A shadowy shadow tried to sneak past from a distance, and Lin Zhen suddenly teleported in front of this person, the spear in his hand burst out with endless rays of light, and stabbed him fiercely!

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

When this rolling news appeared, many people were stunned!

But being stunned is an instant thing. People quickly realized that Lin Zhen was killing a traitor.

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the dimensional universe. Compared with the enemy, the traitor was a more disgusting existence.

The first wave of people sent by Shadow Kill did not last for ten seconds, and then the second wave of endless race troops rushed up.

"Phew! This kind of non-stop teleporting battle is indeed much more expensive than before, but I must persevere."

The ongoing tug of war begins.

The endless race seems to have made up their minds to consume Lin Zhen to death. One by one, 10,000 people lined up to appear, and the line went beyond the sky to the end of the line of sight.

The dark Simon is like the big mouth of a black hole beast, no matter how many people enter, it will 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 people died, he was unmoved, and he has been analyzing the changes in Lin Zhen's situation.

The stars rise in the east and set in the west, rise again, and set again.

This has been repeated for ten days!

The West Gate still hasn't fallen.

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

The piles of corpses have buried the city gate, so the subsequent attacking troops have to always take action to clean up and remove the corpses that obstruct the road.

But this couldn't keep up with the speed of the increase of corpses. The city gate was full of deep blood, and the surrounding area was gradually reduced by the accumulation of corpses. 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 their eyes red. They didn't even pursue to rush into the city, but desperately attacked Lin Zhen.

Looking at it from a distance, I could only see countless people attacking themselves, desperately rushing towards the area where Lin Zhen was, where the light and shadow filled the air, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

In the past ten days, another two billion soldiers have fallen at the city gate!

But their sacrifices were not in vain.

Lou Jialuo's dimensional universe can feel that the star power emitted by Lin Zhen has weakened.

Under the impact of countless people of the endless race, his star power is like a candle in the wind, flickering constantly during the attack, and it may go out at any time.

"Report!!! Report to the commander, there are results." A signal soldier ran over.

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

"Just now, one of us, a strong king, slashed Lin Zhen with his long sword."

"Then what?" Lou Jialuo asked.

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

Shadow Killer, who was listening next to him, rolled his eyes: "That's a fart, is Lin Zhen hurt?"

The signal soldier said hesitantly: "No injuries, but this is the first time our people hit Lin Zhen in such a long time, and others were killed when they approached him."

Lou Jialuo waved his hand: "Well done, continue to do this, let me know, the number of people in each square will increase to 20,000, no longer try to rush into the city, and attack Lin Zhen with all their strength."

"clear!"

The signal troopers ran down, and the endless race carried out Lou Jialuo's order, and the number of people in each square became 20,000.

All of them showed their strongest means. They didn't believe that Lin Zhenzhen could be a single man. Killing Lin Zhen at this moment has become the obsession of the endless race, even surpassing the capture of the Holy Spirit. All.

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

Three days have passed in this way.

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The thick smell of blood is enough to drive people crazy, and the entire Ximen area is covered by a thick layer of red clouds within a few hundred kilometers.

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

There were nearly 100 billion endless races that besieged the Holy Capital, but now there are only less than 60 billion left!

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

Lou Jialuo's hair has already turned white, although he is still calm on the surface, but his heart is already anxious.

Until the signal soldier appeared in front of him again.

"Report Commander, just now we had a quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouse who hit Lin Zhen with an axe, making him take a step back!"

"Back off!"

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up.

Being able to step back proves that Lin really has consumed a lot, and it is almost time.

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

"clear!"

The communication soldiers 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 little hope of being promoted, and they are all fanatical militants among the endless races.

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

The demigods who had been prepared for a long time set out, and each team of 100 people began to launch a desperate charge against Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen, who had already fought to the point of numbness, still shot one from a distance, but the demigod continued unabated, and when he rushed to a place a hundred meters away from Lin Zhen, his whole body burst like a small sun.

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

The snow lotus on Lin Zhen's body was open, blocking the impact of the air waves, and the explosions began one after another.

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

The rumbling feast of explosions began, and Lin Zhen could no longer see them, and the piled up corpses were also vaporized in the constant explosions.

One hundred death squads, a total of ten thousand demigods, died in the explosion.

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

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

Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up, and he turned back and greeted behind him: "Brothers, our success or failure is here. Lin Zhen is already at the end of the shot. It's time for us to debut, come on!"

Behind him, the more than 40 Hall of Famers who had been waiting impatiently for a long time finally burst out with astonishing energy and slaughtered towards the West City Gate.

The person who rushed in front and took the lead was Moruo, the star of hope of the Demon Race.

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

Mora transformed in the air, two heads growing from his shoulders, and four arms appeared at the same time.

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

When he was in the Hall of Fame ring, he was only in the form of two heads and four arms. Now that decades have passed, he has made great progress, and he is determined to seek revenge for Lin Zhen.

Looking at these powerful Hall of Famers, 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 section of Ximen guarding is different from his free killing in the wilderness. The defense will undoubtedly have to pay more effort. After ten days of frantic attacks by the opponent, and the self-destruction of ten thousand demigods, Lin Zhen can still face it. To these Hall of Famers?

Even ordinary gods might not be able to do this.

Moruo passed through the smoke after the explosion and saw Lin Zhen from a distance.

His clothes were tattered like a beggar, and his spear was supporting the ground, as if he was going to die.

The vengeful Mora sped up, throwing off all his companions, waving a sword in his hand, he wanted revenge!