One day later, he met the escaping team. Everyone's energy had been beaten down and they were in a state of confusion.

The thousand-man team of the He family was destroyed by up to half, and He Wei, who had fought with Zi Chen, even had his arm broken.

The broken arm of the Holy Spirit can be repaired, but the opponent has not repaired it for a long time, which shows that he is running in a hurry.

After taking a look at everyone's status, Zi Chen knew that the place could no longer be defended.

No need to think about it.

Without their energy and spirit, they have lost their fighting power.

It seems that the only thing left is to keep retreating.

There were shouts from behind, like shepherds chasing animals, and the survivors were chasing after them.

The expressions of those fleeing Holy Spirits changed drastically. It was obvious that during this period, this voice had been lingering in their ears like a nightmare.

Zi Chen began to draw the talisman, and powerful soul power stirred between heaven and earth.

The ghost tigers appeared one after another. Their bodies were extremely huge, like mountain peaks, standing in the mid-air.

Seeing those Youhu and other Holy Spirits, their eyes suddenly became brighter.

But that's all. It's impossible for them to take the initiative to fight again before their mentality is readjusted.

Zi Chen's ghost tigers could only temporarily delay the situation. The survivors, who were full of momentum, rushed forward and tore the ghost tigers into pieces.

Zi Chen retreated with everyone, sometimes helping them delay some time and trying to keep more people alive.

Arriving outside the restricted area of ​​the Holy Thunder Clan, Lei Wushuang destroyed the teleportation array and mineral veins without hesitation, and chose to lead his people back.
Chapter completed!