After throwing a punch, Ma Zhenguo's momentum did not diminish. His fists rained down on the Third Elder, combining Tai Chi strength with a continuous stream of violent lightning energy, relentlessly damaging the Third Elder's body.

"Third brother!"

The First Elder and the others' expressions changed drastically. They wanted to rush forward to rescue the Third Elder, but how could Ma Zhenguo let go of the opportunity he had finally seized?

He went all out, holding nothing back, and with his iron fists, he directly shattered the Third Elder's spirit body.

The Third Elder of the Abyss Spirit Clan has fallen!

The elder's tall body trembled slightly, clearly indicating that he was extremely unsettled.

He originally thought that destroying Jinling City would be an easy task, since most of the humans had died in the invasions of ordinary alien races, let alone when facing these advanced alien races.

However, he clearly underestimated how terrifying the potential that humans can unleash in extreme environments is.

Losing two elders in exchange for the destruction of Jinling is clearly not a worthwhile deal in the eyes of the Grand Elder.

At this moment, Ma Zhenguo was covered in wounds. He dragged his bloodied body, panting heavily, looking like he was about to faint at any moment. However, none of the remaining five elders dared to approach him.

Who knows if Ma Zhenguo will suddenly attack again and kill one of them, just like before?

But their inaction doesn't mean Ma Zhenguo is willing to let them go.

"What? Is this all the courage you Abyss Spirits have?"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on the elder and the others like those of a wounded lion, as if he were eyeing his next prey.

"Go! I don't believe he still has that much strength!"

The elder's face darkened, and he roared angrily.

Their seven elders of the Abyss Spirit Clan all came out, and two of them were killed. If they were scared off, then the Abyss Spirit Clan would truly lose face and disgrace their ancestors.

The battle was about to break out. This time, the elders dared not underestimate them. Having known each other for many years, they cooperated tacitly and gave Ma Zhenguo no chance to pick off any enemies.

Ma Zhenguo's face grew increasingly grim as he fought. His injuries were too severe. He had only managed to kill one of the Third Elders by catching him off guard, and now the First Elder and the others would certainly not give them that chance again.

Soon, the Grand Elder seized on Ma Zhenguo's weakness and pinned him to the ground with a lightning spear.

"God of War!"

"God of War!!!"

The survivors in Jinling City gasped in shock upon seeing this, their eyes filled with worry.

Ma Zhenguo coughed up mouthfuls of blood, and his pupils began to dilate.

He slowly raised his hand, and in a daze, he saw himself three years ago.

At that time, he had only recently awakened his combat profession and, with his exceptional talent, made rapid progress, protecting the safety of the entire Jinling City.

If the spring breeze has a heart to pity the flowers, may it grant me... another youth?

A shadow of gloom flashed across Ma Zhenguo's eyes. If it were three years ago... if he were the same person he was three years ago, he certainly wouldn't have collapsed like this.

Since ancient times, beauties have lamented their fading youth, while heroes are not allowed to see their hair turn white.

The recurrence of hidden injuries from repeated battles, coupled with his advancing age, meant that he was finally getting old.

"You want to protect this city? Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll make you watch with your own eyes that the entire city you want to protect is reduced to ruins, and make you hear with your own ears the screams of the old, young, and women! This is the price you pay for opposing my Abyss Spirit Clan!"

The Grand Elder coldly walked up to Ma Zhenguo, then transformed into an earth elemental, beginning to shake the very foundation of Jinling City.

Ma Zhenguo struggled to his feet, still wanting to fight the Grand Elder again, but the Grand Elder, wielding four thunder spears, pierced through Ma Zhenguo's limbs, pinning him firmly to the ground, unable to move.

The once-great martial god, now old and riddled with hidden injuries, was treated in such a way, a scene that enraged all the survivors around him.

They rushed forward angrily, wanting to fight the elders to the death.

But even Ma Zhenguo was defeated, so how could ordinary people in Jinling City possibly be a match for the Abyss Spirit Clan? This was a one-sided massacre.

With the addition of several elders, this earthquake was even more violent and intense than the last one!

Ma Zhenguo had no strength left to stand up. He slowly turned his head and glanced at a corner.

In that corner, there was a trash can, and inside the trash can, a small skeleton with its eye sockets glowing with a bluish-green light was hiding.

Qiao Suinian slowly opened her eyes, her expression complex.

Through the little skull, he and Ma Zhenguo exchanged a glance.

At this moment, thanks to the speed of his black-armored warhorse, he and Mu Qing had already arrived at the edge of Jinling City. In a little while, they would be able to leave Jinling completely.

The black-armored warhorse that Qiao Suinian was riding suddenly slowed down.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and let's go!" Qin Fufeng urged.

Qiao Suinian ignored Qin Fufeng and slowly turned her head to look at Jinling City behind her.

When they first arrived in this city, everyone lived in peace and contentment, and there were smiles everywhere. Apart from the scarcity of resources, it was hard to believe that it was the end of the world.

But what about now? With the powerful earthquake, buildings began to collapse, and the screams, wails, and cries for help of countless people echoed through the sky, as if the place had turned into a living hell.

The power of the evil god has been fully unlocked, and at this moment, countless negative emotions are constantly surging into Qiao Suinian's body.

[Hint: Fear has been collected. Current negative emotion value of the Evil God's power: 25]

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