Establish the Tianfeng, establish the Tian Cave...

Mo Tu sat upwards in the cave, raised his palms half a foot above his forehead, and held up the Moon-Watching Technique. His thin and dry body sat straight and straight. His robe was engraved with several obvious black patterns. Widths of smoke turned into the essence of chaotic spirit, which slowly floated up from his palms, and then turned into invisible qi refining to surround him, and then penetrated into the patterns. Gradually, Mo Tu's shadow slowly became blurred, and it was blurred in the true sense: the breath was weak, the breath was dull, and even his body began to become empty.

After a while, the Demon Tor disappeared strangely in the cave. After a moment, almost crazy and excited laughter came from the empty cave.

"Shadow Avoiding Formation, haha, it's really extraordinary. With this Formation, I can return to the clan to steal my ancient secret script, haha."

Mo Tu laughed a few times before his body appeared in the cave lightly. He carefully put away the white jade slips that were placed beside the cushion next to him, and got up and walked to the entrance of the cave.

Breathing the fresh air, Mo Tu's mood was very good because he practiced the shadow avoidance formation. After looking at the sky, he felt that it was almost done. Mo Tu jumped down the hillside.

Qinghuo sealed himself in Jiuxia Valley, nearly a hundred miles away from Litian Peak, waiting for Mo Tu to send a message. But before Mo Tu ran far, a strange fluctuation of energy aroused their alertness.

"Huh?" Mo Tu stopped and looked in the direction of the fluctuation of energy. He saw a strange man with white hair showing his head.

It seemed that the weird man also saw Mo Tu. He stretched his neck and immediately shrank back, and followed the breath toward a certain mountain on Litian Peak.

Mo Tu felt the direction of the breath moving in surprise, and was shocked: "No, who is the one, stop me."

He didn't dare to make too loud noises. The demon silenced his voice and only let his voice reach the level within the area, just to be heard by the "weir".

Unexpectedly, the "weird" turned a blind eye to it, and his breath quickly moved and disappeared without a trace.

Now, Mo Tu was even more surprised. He knew that there were many caves in this mountain, but there was only one place where Lu Chen was imprisoned, two thousand feet below the mountain.

"Can someone sneaked into Litian Peak and found Lu Chen? I don't know?" Mo Tu was so scared that he was sweating coldly. He had been with Qinghuo for thousands of years and knew Qinghuo's temper. If he knew that Lu Chen had been rescued or died directly, he might not be far from death.

Thinking of this, Mo Tu shouted softly, entered the mountain and rushed towards the place where Lu Chen was imprisoned.

He locked Lu Chen in a cave two thousand feet underground. The cave faced northeast, with large rocks and dense forests blocking it, which was very hidden. There were shortcuts from the other direction to reach the destination quickly.

After less than thirty breaths, the Demon Tu came to the cave where Lu Chen was imprisoned and saw no one moving away from the big stone blocking in front, revealing a stone door.

Since Lu Chen has been staying inside and suffered from the torture of the God-Slaying Water, Mo Tu is full of confidence in the God-Slaying Water and does not think that Lu Chen can escape by himself, so he didn't think much about it and opened the cave gate and came in.

Entering the cave, in order to guard against the god kings of the city outside, Mo Tu quickly made a move to close the stone door. Only the bronze tripod reflected the cold and cold light of the God-Slaying Water in the dark cave.

The Demon Tu who entered the cave did not dare to think too much, nor did he expect that there would be a person hidden on the right side of the door. He ran forward a few steps and saw "Lu Chen" kneeling in the bronze cauldron, and he breathed a sigh of relief. When he found a big hole on the left side of the cave from the corner of his eyes, the Demon Tu's heart suddenly raised, and a trace of ominous premonition filled his heart.

It was as if there were a pair of murderous eyes staring at me behind me, which was creepy.

"Demon Slaughter, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The plainest voice was filled with a strong murderous intent. As soon as the voice sounded, Mo Tu trembled all over: "Who is there?"

"What do you think? You won't recognize me so soon?" With the momentum of killing, Lu Chen slowly walked out of the dark corner. When his face was exposed to the cold light of the God-Slaying Water, Mo Tu was immediately scared to death.

"Lu Chen?" He took two steps back in surprise, subconsciously put his hands on the bronze tripod, looked at the person in the tripod in disbelief, and said incredibly: "You are not Lu Chen, who is he? If you are Lu Chen, what about him?"

Mo Tu roared in panic, but he knew that his words were crazy even if he felt that he was crazy. How could two Lu Chen appear in a hole? Which one is true and which one is false?

"We are all." Lu Chen's joking laughter resounded throughout the cave, and only in this way did he dare to be so unscrupulous.

Mo Tu was confused when he heard this, but he knew that Lu Chen had really come out, because it was confirmed from his eyes that were full of hatred and anger that he was Lu Chen who had been tortured by him with the God-Slaying Water for more than 40 years.

But who is the other one?

The Demon Tau grabbed his hair crazy, feeling crazy, but he didn't expect that he would be crazy and would not stop him from being crazy.

The silent atmosphere of the cave paused for three breaths, and Mo Tu saw that one "people" after another separated from Lu Chen's body.

Two of them were burly and rushed to the bronze tripod the moment they appeared. One of them pressed the shoulders of "Lu Chen" in the tripod with one hand, and lifted "Lu Chen" out with a slight force.

Then, Lu Chen, who had just come out of the cauldron, untied the rope, revealing a jade face with a cold expression. The cold air of the Shenshu Shuhua circled three times around his face, and finally drilled into his nostrils. After a while, a rosy look on the face of "Lu Chen" in the cauldron.

On the other hand, a high-level god holding a dragon-shaped sword in his hand stood in the cave with ghostly aura, with gray clouds on his face, and painful ghost faces alternately.

Around this person is an ancient Buddha with long hair, a fluffy and fat robe, a breath swelling inside, and a string of ancient Buddhist beads on his hand.

In addition, there were two people, one holding a magic sword inverted, with a very murderous aura, and the other was just the opposite. His body was filled with a thick aura, and his whole body was like a mountain that made people unable to see any flaws. The earth aura on this person was so powerful that it was terrifying.

When Mo Tu was frightened by the sudden appearance of Qizhao, he retreated step by step, the man who was once regarded as a "weird" came out in a small hole on the left. Now Mo Tu just saw the appearance of this person. It was a handsome and flawless face with many beautiful blue patterns on his face, which was very well-equipped with this face. The man's white hair danced freely, and his indescribable graceful posture.

"One, two, three...nine, who are you?"

The Demon Tu trembled and counted it over and over again. There were nine people? Nine people appeared on his Litian Peak, but he didn't even know at all. When did they come? The Demon Tu, who was frightened and shocked, has not yet discovered how these nine people appeared.

"What do you think?" the nine people said in unison. Although their appearances were very different, their mouth shapes were exactly the same, surprisingly consistent.

"You?" Mo Tu felt that he was about to go crazy. He turned around in the same place, with cold smiles on his faces, and the curves of their mouths were similar.

"Taixu God Lord?"

In panic, Mo Tu finally figured out why Lu Chen was able to escape from the bronze tripod. It turned out that he was practicing the legendary body of the Taixu God Lord.

"Smart, you think of this?" Lu Chen joked boredly, and the heart of the Demon Tu sank into the bottom of the valley with Lu Chen's hatred.

"It's hard to deal with a superior god. Now there are nine people. And these nine people are all Lu Chen alone, how can they fight?" Mo Tu's heart was bleeding, his face full of wrinkles and pockmarks were full of bitterness and sadness.

"You... don't come over?" Mo Tu stared at his eyes wide, and was as frightened as if he was frightened and wanted to lose his mind, and fell into a state of madness.

Although Lu Chen has not advanced to the stage of the lower god king, he has long entered the level of the upper god with the fusion of the two fire elements of the Green Demon and the Black Demon. He is alone, and the Demon Slaughter is not sure, let alone the Dharma bodies of the nine Taixu Gods.

"Shadow Avoiding Formation." In panic, the only way that Demon Tu could think of was to escape. The Moon Watching Technique's hand-style sacrifice was raised, and wisps of fairy light sat on his body and permeated him.

Lu Chen could not let Mo Tu escape? He waved his hand with a sneer, and the evil tiger in the eighth body surrounded him like a food. Without saying anything, the fist, palm, feet, elbows, knees, and layers of powerful and heavy force fell on Mo Tu like raindrops.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!" The sound of impacts came one after another, and the demon slaughter was beaten and blood was bleed and screamed in pain.

Blood arrows spewed out of his mouth, and the dyed white water of the God-Slaying Shui emitted rays of red light.

"Gaba!" A crisp sound echoed, and Mo Tu's entire arm was broken by Kuapan and Lei Wang, followed by his right hand, left leg, and right leg.

Lu Chen stepped out quickly, his fingers filled the light, and it fell on Mo Tu's body, sealing all his meridians.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Tu's body was covered with blood and his body was destroyed. His expression was extremely distorted, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable fear. Lu Chen took off his Qiankun bag and pushed it with the flow. Mo Tu's body three times turned in the air, and fell into the evil bronze cauldron with a loud bang.

The cold water of the God-Slaying Water came and instantly drowned most of the Mo Tu's body, leaving only a head, staring at Lu Chen with dim light. In an instant, he didn't say a word, and turned into an ice man.

"Savor the evil consequences you planted by yourself." Lu Chen whispered coldly, and a light flashed in his hand, opening the Qiankun bag of Demon Tu.

After exploring in and pulling for a while, he finally found a white jade porcelain bottle containing the God-Slaying Water. After shaking it, he saw that there was half a bottle of God-Slaying Water. Lu Chen was satisfied and rewrote the things inside, put them all into his pocket, and then took out the white jade slip that Qinghuo had given to the Demon Slaughter.
Chapter completed!