The velvet-like snow began to cover the sky from the sky. The sky in May looked extremely spectacular, with cold velvet snow floating everywhere. However, the light and flying snow had not covered the earth with silver, and was subjected to a shocking storm, which was raging and turned into a powerful weapon like a sword, and joined an unprecedented melee.

The clear sky had long been covered by the countless black dragons that rose from the sky. They had hideous faces, their bodies were huge, they were extremely fierce, they had bloodthirsty eyes, and they had only a fierce and murderous intention to kill hundreds of monks on Xiaolang Mountain.

Lu Chen stood between the top and the sky, and was filled with evil fires flying around him. The overwhelming waves melted the ice and snow first, and then introduced them into the storm. Water and fire were cast together, and the swords and weapons were transformed into corners.

The light of the sky was as bright as a sharp weapon to crack gold and stones. It swept everything within 80 miles, and all living beings were slaughtered. At this moment, Lu Chen's eyes were no longer tolerant or calm, but filled with terrifying murderous intent.

His murderous thoughts made a peerless evil demon standing hundreds of feet high above the sky and the earth appear behind him. This demon was half-dressed with long hair like a black snake, with fiery eyes burning the sky and the earth, with a hideous green face and fangs, and a strong figure that shook the past and the present.

Lu Chen was exposed to the evil demon, and his hands were connected to the sealing techniques without interruption. A strange magic trick flew out, all of which aggravated the endless burning of fire in the third heaven space.

Fire cannot extinguish the flames, covering the sky and the earth, and continuously rushing towards all directions with Xiaolang Mountain as the center. Wherever you pass, everything is turned into powder and ashes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before the monks could react, they burst into groups. They were burned into dregs by the black fire, turning into ashes as gray as paper, and were swept into the sky by the storm and mixed with the velvet snow. The black and white snow slowly drifted out with a pungent smell of blood and a burning dry smoke. The valleys in the mountains were filled with the painful howlings.

Lu Chen's movements were as fast as lightning. He caught everyone off guard and killed a large number of monks. His skills of practicing martial arts were like flowing clouds and water, and his endless magic power was like a river breaking a dam, without any slackness.

Finally, the monks discovered Lu Chen's place. The instant shock did not make them repent of their actions, but instead made their spirits even more excited.

"kill!"

The earth-shaking shouts and killing sounds exploded like thunder. Any monks who were not wiped out by the black evil heart fire held their swords and turned around and rushed towards Lu Chen. The human sea tactics are always the existence that monks feared, and Lu Chen was the same. He used the evil technique crazy, and the fire dragon kept rushing to the fearless monks, taking away one living life after another.

The only difference between the crowd as crazy as Lu Chen was that their reason was almost gone. After reason, they roared fiercely and rushed towards Lu Chen.

The number of people with a total of hundreds was reduced by half in an instant. Similarly, what remained were the upper gods with cultivation comparable to the God King, the lower god king and the middle god master.

Seeing that Lu Chen was about to be swallowed by the crowd, he stopped his hands and split his hands. A half-human master's yellow hammer suddenly appeared in his empty palm, and the rare magic sword that exuded bloodthirsty murderous aura.

kill!

Lu Chen whispered, and rushed into the crowd like a dragon. In a short moment, he killed seven in and seven out. The fierce sword light and heavy hammer shadows flew away, and took away the lives of the upper gods and lower gods. Even the two masters whose cultivation level was already within the middle gods and the upper gods were slaughtered and returned with blood.

In just one hour, hundreds of monks were left with only a few more than 30 people. They stood in a circle in isolation and looked at the rampant and arrogant Lu Chen with fear. His body was covered with scars that could not be seen. They had blood stains on their bodies that could not be found in their origins, but Lu Chen's ones were not.

They looked at the corpses falling from all over the mountains below with a chill. The fresh and pungent blood dyed the hills a charming red. The thick sweat oozed behind everyone. The cold chill came straight into their hearts. Finally, Lu Chen killed him so much that he woke up.

"It's scary, so scary. Hundreds of people were almost wiped out within an hour. How strong does it take to achieve this?"

Indeed, an ordinary superior god king would never be able to do this Lu Chen. He killed hundreds of people like a stray dog, without any scars on his body. It can be said that their hard work but not afraid of life before only made Lu Chen consume some more mana power, that's all.

Ren Yu hid not far away, staring at Lu Chen, who was like a ferocious demon, in a daze, and his mind was so confused that he couldn't even make sense.

"How is this possible? Impossible, impossible. Hundreds of people, more than twenty lower gods, two middle gods, and countless upper gods, they didn't even touch a single hair of his hair. Why? Why?"

Ren Yu shouted in his heart with grief and anger that the monks he had attracted were so unbearable in front of Lu Chen. Revenge? The joke is such a joke.

Standing proudly among the group cultivators, Lu Chen, who was stained with blood, was extremely powerful. He shivered wherever his eyes passed. He looked at the place where Ren Yu was, and the corners of his mouth were filled with disdain.

He had long discovered the existence of Ren Yu, but he didn't want to make things difficult for the time being. Lu Chen wanted Ren Yu to despair and let him realize what helplessness and helplessness are.

His purpose was achieved. He killed himself in a flash and entered his body. Lu Chen bent his left hand and grabbed it as a grab. Ren Yu, who was shocked, was sucked out of thin air by Lu Chen without any power to fight back.

He was held in his hand by Lu Chen, and his despair and helpless expression was dull on the handsome face. His hatred had been tightly covered by fear and could not say a word.

Lu Chen looked at Ren Yu with a ridiculous voice, laughed a few wildly, and joked: "Do you think your little trick can hide it from me? You are too arrogant, so arrogant that they are extremely stupid. Without you, they can live well. In another tens of thousands of years, they may reach the level of the God King. It is because of you that their path ends here."

Lu Chen said, facing the few remaining people, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you will blame you for not being greedy and overestimate your ability."

After saying that, Lu Chen used his strength to move his palms, and with a sound of his wits turned into a bloody rain all over the sky.

The dozens of people were so shocked by Lu Chen's bloody methods that they had no courage to attack him. They escaped completely at the moment when both the spirit and the body were destroyed.

On the Xiaolang Mountain with a stern storm, the broken corpses scattered across the countryside, no one cared about it, and the snow became even bigger. The velvet gradually covered up the cold corpse, as if it had not appeared.

Lu Chen did not chase and kill the escaped monks. He looked at them indifferently without a trace of escape. Lu Chen shook his head calmly: "A person's surname is greedy."

After a silent voice, Lu Chen shook his body and disappeared above Xiaolang Mountain.

In the following days, the battle of Xiaolang Mountain was rumored to be rumored by thousands of cultivators. In the battle of killing gods, Lu Chen, the king of the God of God, angrily slaughtered hundreds of cultivators. More than 20 masters of the God King were killed from the top of Xiaolang Mountain, including two of them. Lu Chen became famous in this battle. His powerful magic power and means made all the monks in the God Realm move. At the same time, the entire God Realm also turned his eyes far away because of Lu Chen's whereabouts: Shengshen City.

Wan Xiaohai has been in charge of the ascension of the Divine City for a long time. In just 28,000 years, he had long been the God King, who had witnessed too many masters and powerful men stop moving forward in this mirror world. The same is true for him. He was the God King more than 20,000 years ago, and has not changed at all. After all, the realm of the Great Lord is not something that ordinary people can understand.

After being in a high position for a long time, Wan Xiaohai certainly understood this unchanging truth. He had not participated in the disputes in the divine realm for a long time, but today he could no longer bear it.

"Qi Bicheng Lord, after the battle at Xiaolang Mountain, Lu Chen had visited Beihua Mountain, Jinfengling, Yunlong Cave... Seven caves, killing more than 8,670 cultivators, all of whom were blocking the road. Now there is no news. According to the investigation of the subordinates, Lu Chen is very likely to be within the 300,000-mile range of the Shen Shen in the City."

Listening to the spy below, Wan Xiaohai's ten nails were locked into the armrests of the treasure chair made of pure gold, and his cold old face twitched.

"Okay, it's good, it's good. The revenge of my two beloved daughters can finally be avenged."

Sister Wan Xinzhu is the two daughters that Wan Xiaohai loves the most, but they were once ambushed and killed by Lu Chen at the foot of the beast-tooth peak of Xufu Mountain. It was only after Lu Chen escaped that Wan Xiaohai sent someone to find Wan Xinzhu's body.

Although Wan Xiaohai had three sons and four daughters under his knees, he could not bear the blow. He once ordered people to search for Lu Chen for more than two hundred years, but in the end he failed.

When Wan Xiaohai heard that Lu Chen was coming to Shengshen City to start the trial of opening the Sky Stone Axe, he hoped that Lu Chen would come outside Shengshen City one day earlier.

Standing up from the treasure chair, Wan Xiaohai said to the upper god king with a national face below: "Chen Xin, from today on, you will be the Lord of the God City. This is the order of the God of God. Take him well. If Lu Chen does not die, you cannot leave this hall half a step."

The trial of opening the Sky Stone Axe requires the consent of any eight city lord, the premise is that the trial practitioner must be able to see the city lord. Wan Xiaohai knew that the divine master's orders must not be violated, so he made this bad move and passed the position of the city lord to his eldest son. Wan Chenxin, who originally had no power in the top god king, was the successor he trained for more than a hundred years with a cramming method. It was precisely for Lu Chen to appear one day that Wan Xiaohai could appear in person to avenge the blood sea of ​​blood.

"Yes, dad."
Chapter completed!