"I'm in a deep siege. Old man, when will you recover? You shouldn't want to die here with me." Lu Chen glanced around vigilantly, and the angry and ridiculous faces looked directly at him, and coldness came out of his spine. In an anxious manner, he asked Huang Lin in Jidu's arrow.

Huang Lin was recovering with all his strength. When he heard Lu Chen ask, he cursed: "Boy, if you weren't idle and shooting tricks, would I be afraid of them now?"

Even though he was angry, Huang Lin still put the overall situation first after he scolded: "Don't disturb me, let me recover. Although he can't stop the emperor-level master, it's still okay to deal with an immortal."

"Really? Why don't we just save the Four Disasters." Lu Chen's heart lit up.

"Get out. I was seriously injured. I recovered a little in such a short time. I can only help you scare these people away. If you want to save people, don't dream. You should pray to God and Buddha to hope that I can possess me. Otherwise, even if you call someone, you can't escape. Didn't you notice that there were a few immortals coming to Xuelian Palace?" Huang Lin said angrily.

"Uh! OK then." No matter what, Lu Chen was not afraid of Huang Lin's words.

Just then, Qingxue chased after him.

"Bold evildoers, hiding their heads and tails, and not revealing their true body."

Qingxue has been chasing Lu Chen for a long time. This time, Lu Chen has disrupted all the deployments of Xueyang City. The preparations of the three major forces have almost collapsed. How could she not be angry?

The electric sword stabbed Lu Chen straight, like a dense sword net, suppressing him firmly.

"Qingxue?" Lu Chen smiled in a deep voice, and his eyes hidden under the black cloth showed a bloody hideous look.

"Crack!"

Three purple thunders fluttered out lightly, and the explosion of sword net instantly disintegrated.

Qingxue was frightened. She didn't expect that the other party was so difficult to deal with. She just easily resolved her sword net offensive. Even the lightning broke through the sword net and blasted at her.

"Snow Shield Mirror!" Qingxue shouted sweetly, and the treasure mirror in front of her raised peaks appeared to condense.

However, she only has the cultivation level of a level six immortal king, so she is not Lu Chen's opponent.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

The three thunders attacked together, smashing the snow shield mirror. The last shot was even more sympathetic and ruthless, knocking Qingxue back a hundred feet away, spitting blood.

Lu Chen shrank his hands into the sleeve of the robe, his head drooped very much, his changing voice swept at the incredible monks, and sneered: "Hehe, little girl movie, you are no match for me. If you don't overestimate your ability, I will take you."

"You!" Qingxue stood angrily on the re-sacrificing Dharma Cloud, staring at Lu Chen unwillingly.

"Clean snow, retreat."

Just as Qingxue was about to step forward, Chang Zixianzun flew over and stopped Qingxue.

"Master, I want to kill him with my own hands." Qingxue's pretty face turned slightly red. In fact, the exiled ruler was in the crowd and lost face in front of the person she liked. Such things are not distinguished from men and women.

"Get off, you're no match for him."

Chang Zi shouted in a low voice, and the loud voice resounded through the sky. The Immortal Masters from all the sects all looked at Chang Zi and Lu Chen in horror.

The Immortal Lord spoke out and bluntly revealed Lu Chen's cultivation. It was obvious that the evil man in front of him had already occupied a lot of weight in the hearts of the Immortal Lords.

The battle has just ended, and the fighting spirit has not diminished at all. The masters retreated to both sides and watched the arrival of several immortals silently. No one dared to say a word.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the person coming. In addition to the immortal Chang Zi, there were three immortal masters who didn't know where to come.

Lu Chen can't tell how deep their cultivation is, but it seems that they shouldn't be much worse than Chang Zi.

The first person in the left head was wearing a long robe embroidered by Huoyun, with a golden crown on his head and a red bun, which seemed to have some connection with Huo. Lu Chen didn't know that this person was Sun Jue's son of Huoxiang Cave, Sun Miao, and Immortal Master level 5.

The second person was wearing a snow-white jacket, light armor on his shoulders, and flying cloud shoes. This person was named Wuyou Zhenren, and he was a level 6 immortal master in Wunang Mountain in Tongyou Realm.

The man on the right side had stars and Haoyue embroidered on his robe. He didn't need to guess that he was from the Panxing Hall of the three major sects in Tongyou Realm. This person is also an immortal master named Xuxing. Although he is only level five, his strength is exactly the same as Chang Zi, Sun Miao, and Wuyou. Therefore, he has a king-grade magic weapon in his hand, called "Haoxing".

Chang Zi held a Zhouxi conference in Tongyou, so the people from the three sects naturally had to invite them. Although they were in the same state and one territory, the three of them had arrived a few months ago because of the uneasiness of Xuelang City recently.

The three of them were talking about the arguments in Xueyang Palace, but when they were moved to the change in Xueyang City, they followed Chang Zi to watch it, and they could only come to see the fun.

The rumors that Zhuyouqiao does not allow masters above the Immortal Lord to enter have long spread throughout the entire fairy world, so real masters generally do not attend such grand occasions. Even if there are treasures and secrets in it, their personal interests have not been involved.

As for these three people, they were nothing more than the face that Chang Zi gave to the three sects and were invited to watch the ceremony.

After all, Chang Zi is the protagonist, and the three of them don’t care about Lu Chen, a weak man with only the cultivation level of the Immortal Lord. He looked at Lu Chen, who wrapped himself up like a rice dumpling with his expression.

Seeing his beloved disciple's cold anger, Chang Zi's face was a little unbearable. After all, this was his own territory, and it was so unreasonable that he could not capture the other party, which undoubtedly made Xue Yang Palace very embarrassed among the sects of the Immortal Realm.

"I don't care who you are. If you don't want to die, please go back to Xueyang Palace with me and explain the details of the person who sent you. I can spare your life." Chang Zi's plain tone revealed the majesty of being the lord of the first palace.

"What if I don't?" Lu Chen's eyes met Chang Zi, feeling the pressure of the sky falling, but he stood firmly. He should have been at a loss and was waiting to die.

But now, Lu Chen is not afraid because he has received news from several helpers not far away, and if he has to take action, he will have Huang Lin, a person who is close to the gods.

Chang Zi's eyebrows were condensed, and her face showed a look of surprise: "You are very good at being able to persist until now under the pressure of my deity, and you seem to have a great origin."

Chang Zi said, raised her head, and a cold cloud suddenly floated over Lu Chen's head.

Such an understatement of immortal magic seemed not very good, but when Han Yun floated above Lu Chen's head, Lu Chen's chest felt stuffy and his legs were trembling. He almost couldn't hold on and fell down. But immediately he felt a stream of magic power penetrate into his body, and the pain flashed through and then he felt relieved.

"Fortunately, it's not slow." Lu Chen's worried mood slightly relieved. It happened that Yuyang and Yu Ying arrived.

Wu Tianyue is prone to reveal his identity, and Lu Chen dares not let him appear in the fairy world now, but Yu Yang and Yu Ying only need to mask with a black cloth. As long as they are not too powerful opponents, it is still easy to get out with two people.

"Immortal Lord is so arrogant." The two of them took action at the same time, and it was also a floating cloud. The colors of the Yuanli were different, one red and one purple, and they were combined into one, forming a hurricane that blew away the cold clouds.

Chang Zi was slightly stunned, and her extremely plain expression finally had a subtle change.

The two of them came here to cover their faces with black scarves, and they couldn't see their appearance. They obviously wanted to hide their identity.

Keeping Lu Chen in front of him, the two looked at each other, and bowed to Lu Chen in front of tens of thousands of monks, "Please leave first, and then you will arrive."

Lu Chen was still looking for the opportunity to leave. When he saw the two of them coming, he smiled slightly, hugged Chang Zi and said, "Sir Immortal Lord, we regret it for a while."

After saying the two great masters of immortals, and Lu Chen showed that he looked at others as if nothing had happened, the sky above Xueyang City suddenly became a mess.

"Master? The two immortals call this person, who are they?"

Ignoring everyone's surprise, Lu Chen nodded and said, "Be careful," he is about to leave.

"You are leaving as soon as you say it, you won't take me seriously." Chang Zi's face turned cold, and a piece of ice jade was sacrificed by her. This piece of ice jade was named Xue Xuanbing. It was the ice seat of the ice base behind Xue Yang Palace that had been nurtured for thousands of years. It was refined by Chang Zi into a magic weapon, and it was at the highest level.

Yu Yang and Yu Ying looked at each other, and changed their voices and laughed: "I heard the name of Chang Zi Immortal Lord, which is well-known for thunder. Today I will meet the snow-hanging ice of Lord Immortal Lord."

As he spoke, Yu Ying flew out, waved her sleeves, and each of them had a firebird flying out of her sleeves.

Water and fire are incompatible, and the firebird is also a magic weapon. It is carved from Fire Soul Jade. It is also a top-notch high-level one, not worse than snow hanging ice.

Without a fierce battle, the two treasures collided with each other, and the smoke filled the void. After the void trembled slightly, they actually fought to a draw.

Seeing this, Lu Chen was no longer worried, and turned his head and left with a grim smile.

Chang Zi's eyes turned cold and she shouted in a low voice: "If you want to leave, you must ask me."

"Haha, I'm here to meet the Immortal Master today." Before Chang Zi could fly out, Master Wuyou suddenly walked out from the side and said, "Friend Chang, why not give these two people to me, and you can do your business."

Chang Zi was afraid that Lu Chen would escape, so she was happy when she heard this and thanked her: "Then I will be in trouble for you, Wuyouxian Friend."

"After drinking Chang Xianyou's fairy tea, how can I not exert some force? I will deal with this." Sun Miao also flew over from the side, and the only one who didn't move was Xu Xing.

Sun Miao took over Yuyang, and the battle began in a blink of an eye.

Chang Zi shook her sleeves and waved her magic circle from the sky, blocking Lu Chen's way: "Leave it for me."

"If you say you can stay, just stay? Chang Zi, you are too arrogant. Since I dare to come, how could I not be behind?" Lu Chen turned his head and looked at Chang Zi indifferently with his hands behind his back.

Before he finished speaking, another flying rainbow fell, and the trees everywhere rose several feet in the blink of an eye. A masked man broke his hand and blocked all Chang Zi's attacks.

After several moves, the two masters flew back at the same time. The masked immortal master stood calmly beside Lu Chen, majestic, as if he was not injured at all.

Chang Zi is not bad either, but she was a little shocked in comparison. Not only that, the sky above Xueyang City was boiling because of this.

The continuous emergence of masters has reached the level of the Immortal Lord. Although there are some differences, it is impossible to distinguish between the superiors and inferiors in a short period of time. Lu Chen's identity has become a topic of mutual guessing between people (8).

"Old Feng, thank you for your help, haha." Lu Chen's expression was still moving, but his divine thoughts were about to express his gratitude. Without Feng Zhuyu, how could he stand here well?

The masked immortal master was Chen Mufeng Zhuyu. He looked at the crowd around him, but he did not have the fearless courage as Lu Chen, and immediately sent a message: "My friend, you leave first, and you will be afraid of a change."

"Then it's time for Feng to get old." Life and death are at stake, Lu Chen will definitely not follow Feng Zhuyu and be kind. Who made this old boy Feng Baili's master? And it seems that he does not reject his identity.

"Stop." Lu Chen just turned around, and Chang Zi and Xu Xing stood up at the same time. Xu Xing stared at Feng Zhuyu with both hands in his arms and sneered: "Another shameful guy, Chang Xianyou, leave this person to me, you can feel at ease to catch the little guy."
Chapter completed!