Ancient Demon Gourd Domain, Devouring Feast...

Ancient Demon Hammer, Barbarian Thunder...

The throne stood in the center of the square with a high spirit, facing the nearly ten immortal cultivators with contempt, and the corpses were everywhere under his feet, and bloody soared into the sky. In just half an hour, the throne's real strength burst out, and it was a level 8 devil king realm.

Although it is only level eight, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an immortal master. The "Taoyu Incarnation" of the three ancient demon techniques given by the Human Emperor was just used, and it shocked all the monks present.

Hongluan's face was pale, and the dragon reached its broken arm. Ao Dian's entire body was covered with scars. Where the lightning rolled over, there were even charred scars with thick odor.

The two kings of Jin and Yin did not suffer too serious injuries due to their physical strength for the time being, but they, who have extremely strong cultivation, couldn't help but feel afraid.

Wen Jia's robe was burned by lightning and his body was not covered, and he was struggling to support him with his fingers; Pei Dian was beaten to the edge of the archway and could not even stand up.

More than ten people, only Lu Chen and Jin Xiu, did not take action. The square was silent like death. Everyone looked at the exiled ruler, and even the mysterious old man's eyes were restrained.

"Huh!" Shaking the thunder hammer in his hand, the throne did not blush, and his contempt was revealed: "A group of idiots dared to compete with me and seek death."

"Amitabha, the ancient demon gluttonous realm is an eternal great demon, and it is indeed amazing."

There are detailed records of the eternal demons in the Buddhist scriptures, but Wen Jia can only hear them. If it weren't for the "devouring feast", it would be difficult for him to recognize the ancient immortal skills he used by the exiled ruler.

"Bald donkey, you still have some eyesight." Zhang Ji brushed the corner of the robe with his hands, and dusted off the dust on the robe with some disgust. However, the blood could not shake off, but Lu Chen was very agile to find a black and golden light trace that was scratched by the lining of the robe.

"The robe? It's full of treasures. It seems that the person behind him must be very powerful. Could it be the Immortal Emperor?" Thinking of the battle of Yuyun Mountain thousands of years ago, Lu Chen's true body of the Demon Emperor Bingo's Dharma Image flashed through Lu Chen's mind, and endless hatred quietly rose.

"It's time to understand this grudge."

No matter what Zhuyouqiao has, Lu Chen knew that he could not let the exile ruler succeed. Compared with the cultivation level of the exile ruler, Lu Chen found that this guy actually had almost the same strength as him.

The more difficult it is, the more we have to face it...

Lu Chen found that he had not been so excited for many years. No matter how much grudges he had been thousands of years ago or how he had fought and killed in recent times, he could not arouse his true intention to kill.

"It's really uncomfortable not to do everything with all your strength." Lu Chen laughed, and the terrifying and fierce surname buried in the deepest part of his heart finally revealed his head.

"And that old man, it's a big problem."

Thinking about it in deep thought, Lu Chen closed his eyes, returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, and jumped into the arrow of the strife.

Huang Lin's old figure was facing Lu Chen's gaze for more than two thousand years. Huang Lin had never said a word. Lu Chen did not disturb him from restoring his spirit, in order to see if he met a powerful emperor-level master in the future, he would have the ability to fight. After more than two thousand years, it should be almost the same.

"Old guy, are you going to continue sitting down?"

The colorful halo outside Huang Lin's body gradually became disturbed, and his soul and energy had been tempered to the extreme. The colorful rainbow of Jidu arrow was clearly visible in the Qiankun treasure bag, and Lu Chen could hardly open his eyes.

"It's been two thousand years, but I didn't expect that so much soul has been consumed this time. What are you planning to use me for?" Huang Lin was used to talking to Lu Chen. The two of them mocked each other and said, "It seems that they have ulterior motives, but because of the power of Lu Chen's soul's mind, it was a grasshopper on the same rope."

Lu Chen was not polite, and said with a cynical smile: "After changing your life another day, I have been suppressing myself. It's so uncomfortable. You won't understand my mood. I'm willing to bear it if the three realms and six paths are enemies of me? Old man, be polite, I do need your soul cultivation. Seeing that no one is, he is my great enemy. Today I don't want to let him go."

Huang Lin's slightly narrowed old eyes suddenly flashed with extremely cold luster. His eyes were filled with Ji Dujian and Lu Chen's soul and spiritual consciousness reached an agreement at the same time, looking out, and seeing the body of the vanishing priest: "I have heard of him, a genius in the sky, but I just saw that this is the case. Is it still useful to deal with him?" Huang Lin curled his lips contemptuously.

"Will I be afraid of him?" Lu Chen sneered: "I am afraid that my identity will be exposed, and I will be surrounded by the emperors and be trapped in a heavy siege. Old man, if you want to be chased and beaten up too."

Huang Lin understood Lu Chen's meaning and laughed without any concealment: "I know I can't do it anymore? Then I will cause less trouble. I don't want to die with you."

Lu Chen sighed and said, "Old thing, I'm not discussing with you. I want to know, if I'm exposed and the old antiques in the fairy world come to me, will you be able to escape from the sky?"

"Hmm?" Huang Lin's contemptuous expression stopped and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you want to expose it? Don't you have something to do?"

"It's true, but it will be done soon. As long as you find Lord Zhu Yan and get the Yuansha Order, even the sentient beings in the six realms in the immortal world will not want to kill me." Lu Chen did not say anything, but his passion was suppressed for too long. He had been tolerant and did not revenge. Some of the great revenge that could avenge did not avenge, but was simply afraid that the masters of the six realms would surround him on a large scale if they discovered it. He had no strength in the past, but now it is different. Yuyang, Yu Ying, and Wu Tianyue are all immortal masters. It can be said that although he has few cultivators, there are many masters. If he can escape the pursuit of the emperor-level master, why not revenge if he has a grudge?

Especially the exiled ruler...

Facing the fairy world, Lu Chen's enemy is a master of the Six Paths. No matter what, his hatred is almost dispersed.

But facing the exiled ruler, Lu Chen's hatred was already to the core. He knew that he had never really hated anyone, or those who should have been hated by him, died in his hands very early. Only exiled ruler still lives in the world.

"Hmm? You seem to be very different today." Huang Lin discovered something and stared at Lu Chen's illusory figure in Jidu arrow.

Until he looked at it for a long time, Huang Lin's old face twitched slightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't tell me, you are the real you now."

"Hehe." Lu Chenpi had his teeth and smiled slightly evilly: "I have been enduring it for a long time."

Huang Lin glared at Lu Chen's staggering figure in anger and said, "Okay, I admit that my spiritual energy has been restored. As long as I am not an immortal emperor above level seven, the surname may be more than seventh level."

"That's enough." Lu Chen smiled in a silence, and the echo echoed in the Jidu arrow. The man had already left the Jidu treasure arrow.

In the square, the cold wind was blowing, and the exiled ruler was slowly moving towards the Emperor Dao Tianlongzhi step by step, holding the hammer down with his hand, and Longzhi's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon. His brain and blood were splattering everywhere, and the smell of blood suddenly emanated.

Next was Wen Jia. The thunder hammer was oppressed by Gui Zhentian Buddha Wen Jia, who was breathing wildly, but he couldn't raise his head, but he was calm and closed his eyes and died.

"Peng!" Another loud bang, and Wen Jia's Tian Buddha's body turned into a pool of mud.

"Ao Dian, Pei Dian..." The exiled ruler outlined the corners of his mouth, and his huge feet settled in the square. His eyes scanned Ao Dian and Pei Dian who were also unable to fight with him for a while, and finally walked towards Pei Dian.

"Prison Demon Sea, Pei Dian, you have been enemies with me over the years, and today I finally fell into my hands." The archery walked to Pei Dian without rushing to attack, and was sarcastic, and looked at Pei Dian with all his contempt and looked down on him, feeling extremely happy.

"Bah." Pei Dian sat up a sudden slapped with blood, and spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood on the face of the exiled ruler: "You kill my master, the Pei family in the Prison Demon Sea is irreconcilable with you, and you can kill me if you have the will."

"Kill you? Well, you are right, but killing you will be a good deal. I will dedicate your soul to my predecessors and come back many years later to see the fairy bridge you have transformed. I believe that forever in the fairy bridge, it must be more uncomfortable than death."

As the archery spoke, the cold words made everyone's heart tremble. He raised the ancient demon king's magic weapon, the ancient demon hammer, and the archery's sinister eyes flashed with endless pleasure.

The purple lightning of the snake slowly emerged on the thunder hammer. Even these famous cultivators who have experienced thousands of years of murder did not want to continue watching. After all, if you look at it more, you will have more fear in your heart. Then you will think that you will become like that, which is a torture to your heart.

Just when everyone thought that Pei Dian, the son of the Prison Demon Lord Pei Hong, was about to die in the hands of the exiled ruler, a strange black light suddenly attacked with the force of tearing the air.

The charred scale rod that was so dark that it seemed to be taken out of the ashes of the furnace cauldron was heavy and contained a terrifying pressure. Although it sounded like the sound of the wind for only a moment, fine space cracks appeared within the space of nearly hundreds of meters in the void.

"Li Rui?" The thunder hammer raised above his head stopped in the air. Without turning back, you could feel the amazing earth element of the world suddenly pressing against the funny-black scale rod. For the sake of this powerful magic power like a sea flood, the scale rod actually had a force of billions of pounds.

"Boom!" The killing came, and the place where the scales swept through was completely broken and empty.

Feeling the boundless pressure, the arrogant expression of the banishi finally had a slight change.

In addition to being shocked, the speed of the thunder shaking was not slow, so he turned around and retreated. He threw the thunder hammer in his right hand sideways and stroked the head. The trajectory of the lightning suddenly supported a purple magic weapon.

The Libra happened to hit the demonic aura, and with a buzzing sound, the world was turbulent, and the blue bricks made of immortal stones in the entire square trembled fiercely and almost flew out of the ground.

He walked sideways and was supposed to dodge a hundred feet away easily, but with the boundless power of the scale rod, his body suddenly sank as he moved sideways, half of his ankle was inserted into the ground, and then he stroked...

Hurry!

The ground of Zhuyouqiao Plaza, which was built with the best magic weapon, was dragged out by half of the ankle of the exiled ruler, which was more than seventy feet long.

Before he could turn around, Zheji couldn't help but find that his right hand was twitching like a spasm, and the meridians and meridians under his fingers were numb and unconscious.

"What?" Zheji turned around with his fangs angrily, staring at Lu Chen who had attacked him from behind. When his cold eyes swept across the face unknown in the fairy world, his eyes were filled with extremely heavy horror.
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