In less than two seconds, Lin Zhen's five consecutive kills made the hall of famers of endless races break out in cold sweat.
This Simon is having a hard time.
Even Lou Jialuo and Yingsha, two consummated powerhouses, were deeply troubled. Lin Zhen was so tyrannical that he might have to pay a high price to win Ximen.
"Lou Jialuo, what should we do?" Shadow Killer asked.
Lou Jialuo thought for a while: "Don't be impatient. Lin Zhen was originally the top three powerhouses in the Hall of Fame. Now that he has broken through the realm, his strength has increased dramatically. If we attack by force, I am afraid our Hall of Fame members will suffer too much loss."
"Then what should 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. Immediately organize a commando team. Each commando team consists of 10,000 people. The goal is to break into the holy capital. Our west gate is still there." There are tens of billions of troops, so he is exhausted, let me see if he can hold the gate alone? If he is tired, he will be exhausted, and when the opportunity is right, we will do it."
Shadow Killer nodded. Right now, Lin Zhen has become a stumbling block for the endless race. If he is not kicked away, it will be almost impossible to win the Holy Capital. No matter how much the price is paid, it is worth it.
"Okay, then the people I brought will take the lead." Shadow Killer just joined the endless race and wanted to show off.
Lou Jialuo nodded: "Yes, I will seek support from other departments."
Soon the action began.
Shadow Killer brought about 100,000 people, 10,000 of whom charged first.
Some were flying in the sky, some were attacking Lin Zhen, and some were stealthily sneaking from corners.
Lin Zhen didn't expect the opponent to adopt such a method. It is very difficult to guard the width of 10,000 meters.
But Lin Zhen naturally has his 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 scene appeared at the city gate.
Lin Zhen was like a phantom, suddenly appeared on one side, and suddenly appeared on the other side, with the spear in his hand pointing to the north, up and down.
He also sacrificed his seven flying swords. After Lin Zhen recast his body, these seven swords have reached the level of top-grade treasures, flying around the city gate with extremely strong elemental power.
With the impact of tens of thousands of people, thousands of people fall every second.
A vague black shadow tried to slip past from a distance, Lin Zhen suddenly teleported in front of this person, and the spear in his hand burst into endless light, stabbing fiercely!
"Lin Zhen, the Hall of Fame of the Ground Race, kill Sun Kui, the Hall of Fame of the Ground Race, and kill each other!"
When this rolling message appeared, many people were stunned!
But being stunned was only an instant thing, and people quickly realized that Lin Zhen was killing a traitor.
Suddenly there was applause in the dimensional universe. Compared with the enemy, the traitor is a more disgusting existence.
The first wave of people sent by Shadow Killer didn't last for ten seconds, and then the second wave of endless race troops rushed up.
"Phew! This non-stop teleportation battle consumes a lot more than before, but I must persevere."
The continuous tug-of-war has begun.
The Endless Race seemed determined to consume Lin Zhen to death. Formal teams of 10,000 people lined up to appear on the stage one by one. The lines stretched beyond the sky and reached the end of sight.
The swarthy Ximen is like the big mouth of a black hole beast, no matter how many people go in, they will never come out again.
Lou Jialuo stood in the distance, and the target of the dimensional universe was firmly locked on Lin Zhen. No matter how many people died, he would not be moved, and had 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.
So repeated for ten days!
The west city gate still hasn't fallen.
It's just that it's hard to see Lin Zhen in the dimensional universe, because there are piles of corpses everywhere around him.
The pile of corpses had already buried the city gate, causing the follow-up offensive troops to always clean up and remove the corpses blocking the road.
But this couldn't keep up with the increase in the number of corpses. The city gate was filled with deep blood, and the surrounding area had been gradually shrunk by the accumulation of corpses. The original 10,000-meter-wide city gate had shrunk to less than 3,000 meters.
People from endless races also turned their eyes red. They didn't even pursue rushing into the city anymore, but attacked Lin Zhen desperately.
Looking from a distance, one could only see countless people rushing desperately towards the area where Lin Zhen was, as if they were committing suicide attacks.
In the past ten days, another two billion soldiers have fallen at the gate of the city!
But their sacrifice was not without reward.
Lou Jialuo's dimensional universe can feel that the star power emitted by Lin Zhen has weakened.
Under the impact of countless people from the endless race, his star power is like a candle in the wind, flickering constantly during the attack, and it looks like it may be extinguished at any time.
"Report!!! Report to the commander, there are results." A signal soldier ran over.
Lou Jialuo's eyes lit up: "What result?"
"Just now, one of us, a strong king, chopped Lin Zhen with his long sword."
"And then?" Lu 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 injured?"
The communication soldier stammered: "No injury, but this is the first time in a long time that our people hit Lin Zhen, and the others were killed when they got close to him."
Lou Jialuo waved his hand: "You've done a good job, keep doing this, let us know that the number of people in each phalanx will increase to 20,000, stop trying to rush into the city, and attack Lin Zhen with all our strength."
"clear!"
The communication soldiers ran down, and the endless race carried out Lou Jialuo's order, and the number of each phalanx became 20,000.
All the people used their strongest methods. They didn't believe that Lin Zhenzhen could be a man of one man. At this moment, killing Lin Zhen has become the obsession in the hearts of endless races, even surpassing the pursuit of the Holy Spirit. All.
As a result, Lin Zhen was under even greater pressure.
Three more days passed like this.
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The strong smell of blood is enough to drive people crazy, and the entire area of Ximen is covered by a layer of thick red clouds for hundreds of miles. This is no longer the unique fire cloud of Tianhuo Continent, but blood fog!
According to statistics, the number of endless races killed at Ximen has exceeded 5 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 in Xicheng, and fell under Lin Zhen's butcher's knife.
Lou Jialuo's hair had already turned gray. Although he was still calm on the surface, he was already in a hurry.
Until the communication soldier appeared in front of him again.
"Report Commander, just now we have a quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouse who hit Lin Zhen with a mountain ax and made him take a step back!"
"Back off!"
Lu Jialuo's eyes lit up.
Being able to retreat proves that Lin Zhen has consumed a lot, and it is almost time.
With a big wave of his hand: "Notify the Death Squad!"
"clear!"
The messenger went down, and soon Lou Jialuo's well-organized death squad appeared.
The so-called death squads are all composed of demigods. These demigods have no hope of advancing to perfection, and they are all fanatical militants among the endless races.
Lou Jialuo gave them only one task, and that was to rush to Lin Zhen's side and explode himself!
The demigods, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, set off. Each team of one hundred people began to charge Lin Zhen desperately.
Lin Zhen, who had been numb from the battle, still shot and killed one from a distance, but the demigod continued unabated, and when he rushed to a hundred meters away from Lin Zhen, his whole body burst like a small sun.
A self-destruction of a demigod, almost comparable to the explosion of a small star.
The snow lotus on Lin Zhen's body opened up, blocking the impacting air waves, and the explosions began one after another.
When every demigod rushed over, the star power had already reached the critical point of explosion. As long as it exploded at the city gate, it would definitely affect Lin Zhen.
The booming explosion feast began, and Lin Zhen could no longer see it, and those piled up corpses were also vaporized in the constant explosions.
A hundred death squads, a total of 10,000 demigods, died in the explosion.
Just after the explosion ended, Lou Jialuo felt the real existence of Lin 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 his head and greeted behind him: "Brothers, our success or failure depends on one action. Lin Zhen is already at the end of his strength, and it's time for us to appear on the stage, come on!"
Behind him, the more than forty members of the Hall of Famer who had been waiting impatiently finally exploded with astonishing energy and rushed towards the west gate.
The one who rushes forward and takes the lead is Mo Luo, the star of hope of the demon clan.
"Lin Zhen! It's time to settle our grievances."
Moro 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 Mara's ultimate form!
When he was in the arena of the Hall of Fame, 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 from 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.
Ximen guarding this section is different from his free killing in the wilderness, and the defense undoubtedly requires more effort. After more than ten days of crazy attacks by the opponent, and then withstood the self-destruction of ten thousand and a half gods, Lin Zhen can still face it. To these Hall of Famers
Even ordinary gods may not be able to do this.
Mo Luo passed through the smoke and dust after the explosion, and saw Lin Zhen from a distance.
Dressed in tatters like a beggar, with a spear propped on the ground in his hand, he seemed to be dying.
The vengeful Mo Luo speeded up, throwing away all his companions, brandishing a saber in his hand, he wanted revenge!