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There was a faint smile on Parimero's face, he waved his hand, and the visitor retreated respectfully.

When he received the news, he didn't send someone to find Zi Chen immediately, but sent someone to inquire about the news first.

When sending people to the Craftsman Clan, he also sent those forces that had recruited many new Protoss Clans, and asked the God Generals who came together at the beginning, if any of them had a good relationship with Zi Chen and knew everything about him.

As a result, he found out the news, so it was time to act.

As he said before, the soul clan has already attached importance to this matter, and if everyone is at his disposal, then this is a war.

Although compared with the previous robbing of resource mines, this battle is only one person, which seems to be too much of a fuss. But Parimero knew very well that this battle was much more dangerous than previous battles, at least many people would die.

With a wave of his hand, the space in front of him twisted, and a sand table appeared. The sand table was an entire area, which was very huge.

On the sand table at this time, there are many light spots, and each light spot is a person.

These light spots formed a huge encircling circle, covering the area, and the light spots were shrinking at a very slow speed.

In the sand table, there are other spots of light scattered all over. These spots of light are all kinds of birds, and there are many soul beasts that are good at tracking.

The sand table in front of him turned into a ball of light. He held the ball of light in his hand, looked up at the sky outside, and said, "It's time to go."

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"My lord, it's not good, there are many aborigines in this area."

In the nether world, the leader of the nether power heard the panic report from his subordinates.

Black light lingered on his body, and he opened his eyes, "A lot?"

"Yes, a lot!"

He knew that this subordinate was usually extremely calm when encountering things, but he never thought that he would be so flustered today.

After he left the room, he felt the panic atmosphere in the netherworld, and only then did he feel that things were a little tricky.

The reason why they are like this is because they are not the real Nether, at most they are the logistics of Nether, facing the army of aborigines, there is no room for fighting back.

The leader quickly came to a space. At this moment, in this space, there are crystal balls floating one after another. These crystal balls reflect the shadows of many aborigines. There is one every ten miles, and the number is infinite. .

"How could this be? Could it be that you want to find out Nether thoroughly?"

Looking at those people who are obviously craftsmen, they all have the field of refining equipment, and their combat effectiveness is extremely powerful.

In this space, the other god kings who were in charge of monitoring the matter felt very nervous.

"Don't panic, even if they conduct a blanket search, they may not be able to find us."

The leader said, "I'll go ask for news."

Nether has existed for many years, and it has caused a lot of damage to the aborigines. Naturally, there have been many sieges and suppressions during this period, but none of them can do anything to the foundation of Nether.

During this period of time, although the confrontation is still going on, it is obviously much less than before. These aborigines shouldn't be so fanciful.

He thought of a certain possibility, but felt incredible, so he decided to ask some insider information through secret channels.

After confirming the news, his face showed shock.

"How is it possible to kill three second-rank kings by one person?"

This news made him, the founder of Netherworld, extremely shocked and unbelievable.

He has seen Zi Chen before, and the other party is only Wang Yipin, he shouldn't be so powerful.

Could it be that it is the clone of the other party?

After returning, he calmed everyone's emotions, and at the same time warned: "Inform the other ghosts that their activities have been reduced recently, and it is best to come back. Those who cannot come back should hide themselves and don't expose themselves."

After the truth gradually spread from the Netherworld, everyone was shocked by the news.

Since the establishment of Youming, they have never sent out such a large-scale aborigines. They never thought that Wang Yipin from Zichen would actually do it.

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It has been a long time since the last battle, Zichen and clone's injuries have all recovered.

The last time I killed three second-rank kings, I believe those aborigines would definitely not let it go, so after recovering from their injuries, Zi Chen appeared and was about to leave.

There was no other way. He couldn't stay in one place so as not to expose his whereabouts.

Leaving the world, Zi Chen walked forward, still aimlessly.

Fortunately, this place is a mountain range, but no one else can be seen.

At this time, Zi Chen didn't notice that a spirit eagle appeared above the clouds.

The spirit eagle not only flies extremely high, but also hides its breath.

At the same time, a soul beast also appeared on the mountain peak in the distance.

It looked at Zi Chen from a distance, and his figure slowly disappeared.

Parimello had just arrived in this area, and knew of Zichen's whereabouts. He smiled easily, sat in the tent, looked at the sand table in front of him and said, "Send a team to attack, and there must be a craftsman among them."

His order was conveyed immediately, and a team flew towards Zi Chen's direction, but found nothing.

New news came quickly, Zichen was already thousands of miles away, and Parimero continued to send the third team, but this time it was still in vain.

After losing five teams in a row, Parimero smiled lightly and said, "It seems that there is some kind of method that can move a large area, and it should be thousands of miles at a time."

Beside Parimello, an aborigine asked: "Since we have locked his range, should we shrink the encirclement?"

Parimello shook his head and said: "The war is just the beginning, we can't play all our cards. Let the sixth team attack."

As the order was conveyed, the sixth team appeared at the place where Zichen appeared, but no one was seen.

Just when they were about to turn around and turn back, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, "How did you find me?"

In the team, there is only one second-rank Wang, and the others are all first-rank. Looking at Zi Chen who appeared, some people advanced to attack, some retreated to accumulate energy, and some sent signals to the sky.

Looking at them with limited division of labor, Zi Chen knew that his time was running out, so he immediately showed his ultimate move.

He appeared together with the clone, and the battle ended quickly. After taking away the corpses on the ground, the clone disappeared, and he teleported away.

After a while, several teams arrived, and one of them fell down and picked up a memory ball from an inconspicuous place on the ground.

Not long after, the memory ball arrived at Parimero.

Looking at Zi Chen's decisive killing in the memory ball, and the clone that was like You Ming, his expression gradually became solemn.

"The power of the nether world is all over the body, no wonder it is so powerful, it seems that it is necessary to face you."

Putting away the memory ball, he said coldly: "Send other teams and start attacking with all your strength!"