The evil dragon flew on the stinking corpse burial hill, and the flames were surging. A white dragon danced like a small white dragon in the waves, which seemed quite eye-catching under the dark fireworks.

Zong Fan looked very angry, and his attacks were even more ruthless than when Lu Chen had seen Wu Li in the past. The green and white Qi Zheng was mixed with a trace of green magic fire to suck out. The mountains could fall down and the river could turn over. Even Lu Chen's boundless black evil heart fire was not as powerful as his white Qi Zheng.

With Lu Chen's order, Zong Fan and Ba ** rushed out at the same time. In a blink of an eye, Fu Qing, a lower-ranking god, turned into a crossing rat that everyone shouted and beat. Not only did he get attacked, but half of his face was distorted with the whip. Before he could reorganize his momentum, Lu Chen and his group of ten had already surrounded him.

"Emperor's money!"

He took out the eternal artifact creation scripture and recited a mantra. Lu Chen raised his hand and sprinkled it, and a large piece of copper coins spread out.

The master's moves change rapidly. Lu Chen did not feel that he had the Taixu God Lord, and his supreme Dharma body could defeat the strong with the weak and take over the God King masters. So he made a trick and directly used the Eternal Artifact Creation Code to attack from a long distance. Emperor Money and Yuanli Blade were not his own natal magic weapon anyway, so he didn't have to worry about damage. It didn't matter whether the power he could exert would hurt Fu Qing. As long as it could cause some trouble to Fu Qing, it would be enough.

The twelve amazing magic weapons of the Eternal Artifact Creation Classic Chaos Heavenly Treasures took out nine pieces in an instant, and various magic weapons surrounded Fu Qing and launched a crazy attack. Even though Fu Qing was knowledgeable and had a great cultivation level, he was caught off guard.

"Peng!"

A large bunch of emperor money was thrown on Fu Qing's body. The other party panicked and reached out to block it, but still couldn't block all the emperor money. Dozens of emperor money were divided into her body, and her legs were slapped on Fu Qing's body, which made him beat him up to blood and his teeth were filled with blood.

It’s not that the Emperor’s Money or Lu Chen is, the key is that in this battle, the pressure on Fu Qing was very high, resulting in poor breath, unhealthy power, and direct internal injuries.

Fu Qing, who was wearing treasure money seal, was shocked. He thought that no matter how cunning Lu Chen was, he could not make any big fuss, so he lowered his guard. However, he did not expect that Lu Chen had the ability to release the serious offenders in the No. 9 prison. He even had superb cultivation. With Fu Qing's eyesight, Lu Chen's current skills were not his opponent even in Ji Tong's heyday, and he was purely the number one master under the God King.

Seeing the overwhelming magic weapon coming towards him, Fu Qing was panicked and endured the severe pain in his chest, abdomen, back and body, and his eyes were filled with resentful murderous intent. Since becoming the third elder of the Dharma Protector in Taiwu Ancient City, Fu Qing had never been bullied like this, and his magic power could not be exerted. His defeated general was like a madman, and his skills were greatly increased, and the Green Demon Fire Yuan could no longer suppress him.

The Green Demon Fire Yuan has a great influence on the cultivator's divine consciousness and state of mind, and Fu Qing is no exception. However, part of the reason why he was in the dark before was because he was in the dark, and part of the reason was because Zong Fan had just been suppressed by the Green Demon Fire Yuan. Now both of them have the Fire Pills to control, and Zong Fan's cultivation is naturally higher than him. In addition, the ten ancient gods who have never experienced fighting experience are even more comparable to Fu Qing, the younger generation.

The battle gradually reached a white-hot level. After two masters forced to kill each other, Fu Qing retreated step by step.

The ruins of the Nancheng City were in chaos, and the three of them were unable to open the energy in the first level of heaven. No one dared to destroy the space and enter the second level of heaven, or even the third level of heaven. No one could be sure whether they could come back outside the sky under such a chaotic space barrier. So it was impossible for Fu Qing to escape from Lu Chen's pursuit and siege.

Lu Chen was also very sober. He chose this place carefully to prevent Fu Qing from escaping. If Fu Qing escapes, the east window is in a place like Taiwu Ancient City, which has no entry or exit, it will be called heaven and earth.

Looking at Fu Qing's resentment as he and Zong Fan retreated frequently, Lu Chen knew that he was at the end of his strength, so he carried the Haokong hammer about a meter tall on his shoulder, dragging the Eternal Creation Artifact Making, several times larger than his palm in his left hand, and smiled in a sinister way: "Fu Qing, your death is here."

Just then, Ji Tong and Ju He rushed over. Ji Tong's eyes were empty without a trace of spirit, and he looked completely enslaved. Ju He had his eyes shining, using the cultivation of the gods to deal with the God King, this was definitely the most proud experience in his life. But... these experiences cannot be shown off.

Ju He stared at the look of horror, and admired Lu Chen more and more: It has only been so many years, and even Fu Qing has been forced to this point, and he has been able to repay the situation.

Fu Qing looked around vigilantly, the group cultivator approached, his old face twitched, and he said hatefully: "I won't let you have a good time even if I die."

Knowing that he could not get out, Fu Qing turned around and handed out a blue jade slip with his left hand with the force of turning. He tapped his fingertips and the jade slip was shattered.

Lu Chen did not expect Fu Qing to have such a move, his eyes were slightly cold, and he shouted fiercely: "Kill."

As Lu Chen shouted, Zong Fan's energy was full of exercise, with a whip shadow, a rich blood mist, and a stinking stinking corpse on the hillside, white as a dragon, and the air clouds were filled with anger.

Within a three hundred feet of space, a fragmented space web sucked by the whip shadow instantly formed. The chaotic blade and the whip shadow merged into one, covering Fu Qing tightly in this murderous space.

"Crack~"

The sound of whipping came one after another. Fu Qing's body was covered with blood-flowing scars, and screams immediately came out of Fu Qing's mouth.

"Boy, look at what the jade slip is?" Zong Fan shouted anxiously while beating the fallen dog.

Lu Chen's sword's eyes flashed slightly, and he flew into the air to the place where the jade slip powder dissipated. He didn't expect that Ju He was one step faster than him. He rolled the powder into the robe for a while, and brushed his palms, and suddenly said in surprise: "It's the messaging of Jian, and Fu Qing spread the news."

"How is it possible? The ruins of Nancheng are unstable, how can the jade slips of voice transmission play a role?" Lu Chen chose Nancheng because he was afraid that Fu Qing would send a message to outsiders, but he didn't expect that he would have a back.

Ju He stomped his feet angrily, and the Dharma cloud on his body trembled. He said guiltily: "It's me that's not good. This messenger is made by the Green Demon Fire. Only the guardian elder and the deputy city lord can have it."

When Lu Chen heard this, he felt a stern and shouted: "Don't delay, kill him."

He shouted out loud, and Lu Chen flew over like crazy, his agility was more than several times faster than before.

"Emperor's money, Emperor's money..."

The magical power turned sharply, and Lu Chen sprinkled two handfuls of emperor money in a row. The sect whip was like lightning, and the ghosts and gods were unpredictable. The two masters attacked each other, and Fu Qing almost glared out, filled with blood.

Fu Qing waved his hands in a panic, not thinking that although the Emperor's money soul was not powerful, the treasure money transformed into a sudden rain, as if it was covering the sky, was really hard to resist. Just as Fu Qing was in a state of chaos, Zong Fan pulled up and flew forward, gathered a white light in his palm, pressed his hands down, and directly grabbed Fu Qing's shoulders.

Ten fingers were like blades and grabbed Fu Qing's shoulders hard. Everyone heard a crack, and the immortal aura was shattered. Zong Fan's ten fingers pressed into Fu Qing's shoulders' muscles, and blood flowed.

After one move, Zong Fan was overjoyed. He turned his skills and shouted and pressed his hands. Fu Qing couldn't move: "Lu Chen, do it quickly."

Ju He gasped when he saw this. He always thought that Zong Fan and Fu Qing had the same cultivation level, but he didn't expect that he could capture the lower god king empty-handed, and he was stunned. The battle between the God King was reflected in the use of the space laws of the third level of heaven. He only used magic power to fight in the first level of heaven to reduce the difference in strength without limit. In the same level of heaven, the gap between the lower god king and the middle god king was not big, but Zong Fan still held Fu Qing tightly with his powerful magic power. It can be said that Lu Chen's help was invaluable.

This battle was prepared and thrilling, and it was rare to see it.

His eyes were slightly slanted, and Lu Chen flew over when he called out the first word in the sect. The speed was far beyond Ju He's expectations. The two of them were like old friends who had been working together for many years.

I saw Lu Chen step out, the space tremble slightly, and he arrived in front of Fu Qing like teleportation. He raised the hammer in his hand, which was countless times bigger than him, and gathered magic power and swept it out, hitting Fu Qing's heart vein heavily...

This hammer caused Fu Qing's immortal aura to collapse. Fu Qing sprayed a blood arrow on Lu Chen's face. He didn't have time to pay attention to the blood stains blocking his eyes. Lu Chen recited a few whispers and flipped his hand gesture a few times. After a little black light swept through his fingertips for a moment, he directly hit Fu Qing's eyebrows.

"boom!"

An invisible wave emanated from Fu Qing's head, and the fierce force blew up Ju He couldn't help but cover his head and retreat. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Fu Qing's eyes dissipating and losing his spirit. His anger was stiffened on his face, full of resentment and resentment. All this was no longer important.

What’s important is that Lu Chen’s right hand had been inserted into Fu Qing’s lower abdomen, pulling and pulling, without hurting his body, he brought out the source of the divine source.

The gray divine source was full of ghost energy and strong magic power. Lu Chen turned around and picked his fingers without thinking. Ji Tong, who was standing beside Ju He, suddenly let out a long hiss in pain. In a short moment, Ju He saw a shiny divine source flying out of Ji Tong's body. Lu Chen raised one finger and took another. Ji Tong fell powerlessly. The divine source had been destroyed and his body became a walking corpse. A half-sized child happily flew into Fu Qing's divine source.

Lu Chen's continuous movements were outrageous. After a moment, he held the Shenyuan child who turned into the same appearance as Fu Qing before his death and stuffed it into Fu Qing's body. After all this, Lu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. The black horse was spitting out, and he actually held up the turbid air that had been enough to fight the entire battle from the beginning.

Just then, somewhere north of the ruins, the wind was everywhere, and Tianyuan was in chaos, and an astonishing aura approached Lu Chen and others at an extremely fast speed.

"No, someone is coming here. Senior Zong, please hide."
Chapter completed!