Vol 2 Chapter 1954: Identity strength

The latest website: The guards of Fuling City seem to be here.

With a group of white identities, they surrounded the place with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Several of them are blue identities.

Xiao Er, who had brought him in earlier, and the two people he met outside the city were also in the crowd at this time.

Seeing Zi Chen walk out of the room, the two immediately pointed at Zi Chen and shouted, "Sir, it's him, it's him, who robbed the spirit seed of the Soul Devouring Flower!"

Si Yue stood in the room and looked at Zi Chen's back.

In a trance, she remembered two thousand years ago.

Exactly the same scene.

At that time, the man faced the strong man in Fuling City, calmly dealt with it, and killed the city lord calmly.

Today, this scene is staged again.

"A mere slave spirit, how dare you rob something!"

A blue walked out of the crowd, and he shouted at Zi Chen, "Don't roll over, kneel down and lead to death?!"

Zi Chen glanced at the other party, "What are you?"

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

In this Fuling City, the color represents the level of identity, which is deeply rooted, and no one has ever refuted it.

Yes, never one.

A blue can hang a white, and the other party does not dare to fight back.

But today, a blue color was underestimated by Colorless.

"wanna die?"

This blue is the leader I just saw at the gate of the city. He has half the blood of the Immortal Soul Race. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and his murderous intention is violent, "Let him kneel in front of me!"

The other white guards shouted and began to charge forward.

Zi Chen sneered: "With such a big tone, I thought you were going to come over in person."

The blue guard leader said with an ugly face: "A mere slave spirit is not qualified for me to shoot myself!"

"Are you unqualified, or are you courageous?"

Zi Chen's expression was disdainful, "Little one of Heaven's Law, with no **** strength, what qualifications do you have to shout here?"

A cold light flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, like a real sharp blade, shot out of his eyes and landed on the blue guard leader.

The other party's eyes were black, and he fell to the ground directly.

he died!

He died just after seeing Zi Chen at one glance.

There was an uproar all around, and those white guards who rushed forward stopped one after another, each with a little panic in their eyes.

They have become accustomed to using color to identify their identities. Have they ever seen such a person who does not follow the rules?

"Slave, how dare you commit the following crimes, kill me!"

At this moment, there is another blue indifferent voice.

Zi Chen noticed that the realm of blue here is generally not high. There are five blues in the audience, and only one is immortal.

On the contrary, in the white, there are dozens of immortals.

Zi Chen glanced around, like a real sharp blade cutting through, one blue after another fell to the ground.

Whether it's Heavenly Law or Immortal Law, they all die at a glance.

Where have other white guards seen such a scene, shaking with weapons in their hands, scared to death.

This scene completely exceeded expectations.

In the distance, blue appeared again, but after seeing this scene, they didn't even dare to approach.

The sense of identity superiority developed over the years is broken today.

When an unruly person comes, the drawbacks of the realm will be revealed.

"Look for the city lord!"

I don't know who shouted, and the others reacted and shouted for help.

Three rays of light flew from a distance, and the first person wore a red breastplate, indicating that he was a fairy soul clan with pure blood.

The remaining two are blue, but the blue breastplate is particularly bright, which shows that the two are congenital and half-immortal souls, and their status is higher than the previous blue.

All three are in the realm of fairy spirits.

Two thousand years ago, there was only one fairy city lord in Fuling City. After he was killed by Tianhen, Chaplin took over as the new city lord. Worrying that the accident would happen again, he brought two fairy spirits.

Today, the three fairy spirits appeared at the same time, and the terrifying aura they released was terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Of course, no one can tell whether it is the realm aura of the three of them that is terrifying, or their identities and colors that are more terrifying.

In short, after the three appeared, the field became dead silent, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.

When the city lord Chaplin came here, he glanced at Zi Chen and frowned slightly.

Color represents identity, which is the ironclad rule.

But once someone destroys it, you have to rely on the realm.

And Chaplin found that he could not see through the other party.

A mere slave spirit with a low status and almost no cultivation resources, how could he not see through him?

The scene that happened 2,000 years ago made his supervision of slave spirits within his jurisdiction even stricter.

It is impossible for such an existence to appear suddenly, because the conditions do not allow it.

"Slave, report to your family!"

Chaplin spoke indifferently and did not take action directly. In fact, it was the greatest respect for the slave spirit.

Of course, you can also see the fear in the other party's heart.

After all, it is the city owner, and he still has a brain, unlike the brainless blue before.

Zi Chen smiled slightly, "What kind of thing are you worthy of asking my name?"

directly contempt.

"Slave, if you commit the following crimes, it's already a capital crime. If you don't cooperate, I will destroy your nine clans!" Chaplin said, holding back his anger.

Zi Chen hooked his hand at the other party, "You are a slave spirit, and you make your identity so noble, but I don't know that in my eyes, you are no different from an ant."

"Insanity!"

Chaplin couldn't bear it any longer, "I don't know what the sky is, take him down for me!"

The city lord gave an order, which should have been a hundred responses, but the white guards were stunned for a moment.

Let's take him down?

What a joke, this guy is now dead at a glance.

Die at a glance.

"What are you still doing, kill him!"

Chaplin was furious and dared to disobey his orders. He decided to settle accounts after the fact and have to kill a group of people to establish his prestige.

After all, there are not many others here, and there are countless slaves.

A group of white guards returned to their senses, and then bravely moved forward.

"Ok……?"

Zi Chen's eyes swept away again, and his face turned cold.

The white guard who was swept away by Zi Chen felt his legs soften and fell to the ground.

The filmmaker fell.

But after they fell, they found that they didn't die, and they were secretly glad that they were alive.

As everyone knows, Zi Chen didn't kill anyone at all, they were completely intimidated by themselves.

Chaplin was even more angry in his heart, "Trash, it's all trash!"

Chaplin rushed forward in an instant, and at the same time, the other two followed.

Three people, three directions, went straight to Zi Chen to kill.

Feeling the breath of the three, Zi Chen shook his head slightly.

Zi Chen stepped down a little, flew up calmly, and then struck three punches.

There were three roars between heaven and earth, and Fuling City also shook three times. The weak city walls collapsed in many places.

Among the three, two half-immortal souls were directly killed.

Chaplin coughed up blood and flew upside down. He was angry at first, but now his eyes were full of shock.

Zi Chen's figure flickered, and when he got in front of him, he punched him again.

Chaplin shouted and opened the fairy space, but there was no time to resist, Zi Chen's fist slammed down like a heavy hammer, and with a thud, Chaplin crashed into a building.

The sound of bang sounded, Zi Chen lifted Chaplin out again, grabbed him with one hand, and smashed the other fist with the other.

Boom! Boom! ...

Giant earthquakes sounded one after another, and countless ripples spread.

Apart from the city walls that were sometimes collapsed, there was no other sound in the huge Fuling City.

The city lord Chaplin is here, like a god.

And Wuxi is here, it is a slave spirit, but anyone with color can kill a slave spirit with just one sentence.

But today, a slave spirit grabbed the red city lord and beat him violently, and the red city lord was unable to fight back.

Color represents, isn't it noble status?

At this moment, all hearts suffered a strong impact.

One by one seems to have been hit by petrification, unable to move at all.

In front of Zi Chen, Chaplin was beyond recognition and was dying.

Zi Chen tore off the opponent's badge, and the red light was very eye-catching.

He grabbed the badge and looked down at everyone below, "Who can tell me what's the use of this shit?"

No one spoke, and their faith was under attack today.

hum!

The light surged, and the red breastplate turned into powder in Zi Chen's hands.

"You use this thing to represent your identity?"

Zi Chen smiled sarcastically, "If you don't have great strength, don't give you red, even if you become a god, it's useless!"

He snapped his fingers, and in the entire Fuling City, all the blue breastplates turned into powder and disappeared in the next moment.

"Look at them now, what's the difference with you?"

The faces of those who lost their identity badges changed greatly, and looking at the gazes projected from all around, they couldn't help but feel a little more fear on their faces.

Then, Zi Chen snapped his fingers again, and all the white badges disappeared.

"now what?"

Everyone in this city lost their color and became colorless people.

Everyone looked at each other again, and their eyes were different.

Because the identities are the same, the difference is their own realm.

At this moment, some people seem to have understood Zi Chen's intentions.

"Slave?"

"It's a ridiculous name, no one is born a slave."

"You are the Spirit Race! Many years ago, the Spirit Race was an invincible group that was feared by gods. Even though the Spirit Race is no longer what it used to be, the powerful talents of the Spirit Race back then were still hidden in your bloodline. in!"

Zi Chen's voice spread throughout Fuling City, "Color can never represent identity. As long as you are strong enough, even if you are colorless, you can still trample these people under your feet."

Zi Chen mentioned Chaplin, "I have no color here~www.readwn.com~ and he represents red. In your eyes, he is high and mighty, but in my eyes, he is just a weak ant!"

As soon as the words fell, Zi Chen directly twisted Chaplin's neck, destroying the vitality of the other party.

Zi Chen could end this battle quickly, but he chose this method to motivate the Spiritual Race.

Maybe this method is ridiculous and even naive, but Zi Chen wanted to try it.

Even if only a few Spirit Races can be awakened, this matter is beneficial.

Zi Chen left, and before leaving, he decomposed the fairy space of the three dead, causing a strong fairy rain to fall in this area.

With the Immortal Spirit Rain irrigated, the overall strength of the Spirit Race will be greatly improved.

There may even be a fairy-level existence in the future.

The next scene took place in thirteen cities in succession.

The fairy rain irrigated thirteen places.