"Come again?"

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Although his cultivation may not have improved a lot in the past six months, his magic power in his body is much more pure.

A large-scale fierce battle made his divine power approach the point of impurities. Now the blood flowing in his body is filled with extremely pure evil spirits, and the vast magic power comes from this.

The combined divine power of the nine** bodies is far more than the sum of mana possessed by the superior God King master, and his mana is pure and has no impurities. Ordinary skills that others need to use a lot of mana to display can be achieved in his eyes with just a wave of his hand. This is also why Lu Chen was able to directly kill from the Linan Valley to Shengshen City without any rest.

Compared to myself, it was OK three hundred years ago, but now it is far behind.

Now, Lu Chen has eliminated the power of breaking the third level of heaven and boundless power that has not been broken through, and is already the first among the god kings. However, his magic power is distributed among the nine bodies, and ordinary people think he is still a median god king.

Everyone did not notice Lu Chen's expression change. After hearing Wan Xiaohai's uncontested words, they all gasped.

No one doesn’t know what it means to Shengshen City. How could he not do it if Wan Xiaohai said he would not do it.

Cao Ju had a cold face. Although he did not intend to help Lu Chen too much, he still became gloomy when he heard Wan Xiaohai's words: "Brother Wan, do you know that your decision will put you in a place of no return."

The lord of the Eight Cities was jointly elected by the Divine Master Miaoze and the elders of the ancient clan. Even if Wan Xiaohai does not want to be the lord of the city, he must inform the Divine Master Miaoze and wait until the right candidate is selected to abdicate safely.

If you kill first and then report like the God King, you will be punished by the divine master.

How could the God King of Ascension know about this? He laughed and said, "So what? As long as you can kill this thief, you will be willing to let the old man survive in the Demon Purgatory of the Ridge."

The old city lord said something so silent. It seemed that he had made up his mind to live and die with Lu Chen.

"There's too much nonsense." Lu Chen rolled his eyes and muttered, lifting his steps with a comfortable expression. Layer ripples emanated from the soles of his feet, and flashed over the heads of the kings in two or three steps.

Everyone's attention was on Qianxiang and the two god kings of Shengshen. No one expected Lu Chen to drive in this time. Feeling the extraordinary fluctuations of divine power in the air, the people from the Eight Cities of the Divine Realm flew backwards around.

Lu Chen's infamy is not meant to be fooled. There have been too many monks who have died at his hands in the past six months.

However, when they found that Lu Chen flew over everyone's heads and rushed towards Sheng Shen without moving, everyone's face turned red.

"What's this? It's so rampant that you actually treat us as nothing?"

In amazement, resentful curses sounded one after another from the team of the Eight Cities of the God Realm. As tens of thousands of monks, Lu Chen treated the people of the Eight Cities of the God Realm as a decoration and left at will. Even Wan Xiaohai and the God King of Northern Qi who swear to kill him quickly turned a blind eye. What is it that it is not rampant?

"Lu Chen, don't you want to escape?" Wan Xiaohai shouted loudly, and the thunder clouds rolled in the cow head, horse body, and the beast was filled with thunder clouds.

The God King of Northern Qi also followed with a dark face...

Lu Chen stopped halfway, glanced at Wan Xiaohai and the Northern Qi God King jokingly said, "I didn't say I wanted to escape. You are talking too much nonsense, I just don't want to listen."

"What?"

"It's too arrogant, the city lord, kill him."

"He regards heroes in the world as nothing, and he is not worthy of being honored."

“…”

The shouts and scolding kept ringing, and a little into his ears. Lu Chen paused, and his divine thoughts quickly found the most cheerful monk in the team of Kunlong City. He sniffed, his eyes narrowed, and a silent cold and cold light turned into an ice sword and flew away.

"Bang!"

In the Kunlong City team with hundreds of people, a huge and charming blood flower exploded in public. The flying blood rain and the corpse of thumb-sized corpses were scattered, scaring everyone in Kunlong City to urinate, and in the blink of an eye, people flew over and flew away.

The Kunlong God King Ximen Chuzhi roared in resentment, clenched his fists hard, and almost attacked. His son and grandson died at his hands, but he could not attack him, which was simply unfair.

Even though he was angry, Ximen Chuzhi still endured it. Compared to Lu Chen, he was even more afraid of the divine master who could control their fate.

Lu Chen ignored everyone's eyes that were almost sucking. The master of the divine world said that people from Eight Cities should not attack him, but he did not tell you that you were not allowed to attack him.

He smiled jokingly, and his cold eyes swept over everyone present and said, "Stop gossiping and killing, come over. Don't blame me for showing off my mercy."

"No merciless?" Everyone was upset and couldn't help but scold: Damn, even if you kill someone, you still say such things, when have you ever been merciless?

Although he was in a state of resentment, no one dared to speak again after a look before his head. He was so angry that even Cao Ju couldn't speak, and his face turned pale with anger.

Wan Xiaohai looked at Lu Chen, and his resentful heart fire burned to the roots. He patted the bull's head, horse's body and ferocious beasts jumped up, and the thunder clouds rolled and brought lightning like giant pythons.

Seeing this, the God King of Northern Qi pounced out with a slight thought. Two green dragons rose into the air, twisting and swinging, and bursting out a crackling sound of lightning in the air.

The two masters used their killer moves to Lu Chen without caring about face, which immediately shocked the group cultivators.

Tens of thousands of monks either flew into the sky or fled far away. In short, no one dared to stop near the three of them. It was no joke. The three supreme god kings confronted each other, and their momentum alone was enough to make people unable to resist.

The dark clouds suddenly became heavy, and the overwhelming airflow rolled between the sky and the earth. A stream of astonishing air turned into a stormy attack and slapped at Lu Chen. The people were shocked and stunned.

At the same time, Lu Chen, who was facing away from Northern Qi and Wan Xiaohai, also moved. The Killing God Forbidden Land Realm was once again used, accurately controlled within the range of the inner land. The flying demon had a hideous face, fierce flames, and waves of fire attacked the Duanyue Mountains.

"Bei Qi, I haven't seen you for many years and you still have these moves. I haven't made any progress." As the smoke spread, Lu Chen's arrogant and arrogant voice kept echoing in the valleys in the mountains. His fighting momentum was no worse than that of the Northern Qi and Wan Xiaohai joining forces.

Beiqi and Lu Chen fought many times, and knew that this kid's cultivation was extremely diligent, and he was agile and tricky. He suffered a loss when he was the God King at the beginning. Now that Lu Chen's cultivation is far ahead of him, he naturally would not be careless, and he would not lose his mind by Lu Chen's provocation.

The winner of the master's battle is only a matter of one thought, and he doesn't want to be the one who was killed by Lu Chen.

With his eyes glancing over Wan Xiaohai, Beiqi said, "Brother Wan, this son is cruel and annihilated, it is difficult to deal with, so be careful."

After reminding him, Beiqi actually took back the two dragons and did not collide with Lu Chen's fire dragon. He split his hands and spared Lu Chen's offensive and began to detour.

Wan Xiaohai was also stunned. Beiqi's skills were not inferior to him. If he had the best or lower level, he might be inferior to himself. He was not as good as the Chaos Tianbao in his hand. Seeing Beiqi step by step, he was cautious and his anger was slightly restrained.

Although it was rumored that Lu Chen fought alone against Ren Lu and Yao Zhi and won a great victory, Wan Xiaohai did not believe it, but after this fight, he finally knew why the Northern Qi God King was both shocked and scared by Lu Chen.

The three of them fought only a few hundred moves, and Wan Xiaohai was shocked to find that the mana of this boy who was only at the level of the median God King was not weaker than himself at all. His speed, strength, unique skills and even mental cultivation were all similar to him. The surprisingly large hammer in his hand was even more extraordinary magic weapon, at least the Chaos Heavenly Treasure.

In the battle, although the two masters cooperated extremely tacitly, Lu Chen could always dodge their attacks at the moment of danger, especially a few magic weapons that sometimes appear and sometimes put away their strange and unpredictable ones, each of which was Chaos Tianbao.

"No wonder I'm arrogant. It turns out that rumors in the divine world are true."

Wan Xiaohai snorted lowly, held up the punishment whip and came forward, ruthlessly exerting the terrifying power of the Chaos Tianbao.

For a moment, the world was turbulent, and the Duanyue Mountains twisted in pain like a huge dragon. The transcendent destructive power brought by the collapse of the mountain made all monks look disgusted.

The three masters were having fun killing each other, and all kinds of strange killing moves emerged one after another. The entire Duanyue Mountain Range gradually collapsed and was truly erased in the vast land of the God Realm.

The strong wind stormed, and thunder was rolling. Thousands of fire dragon-like smoke were tightly wrapped in Lu Chen. The giant hammer of hand Haokong finally showed unparalleled power.

After thousands of moves, the three masters were still surging with power and did not give in at all. Everyone in the mountains was stunned and thrilling.

The Northern Qi Divine King sweated like rain and condensed into ice again. The two blue dragons burst out with amazing destructive power under his divine control. Lu Chen was whipping with the huge dragon tail and retreated frequently.

After a blink of an eye, Lu Chen roared and rushed forward. The two giant dragons roared miserably with the rolling shadow of the heat waves, and the light was dim...

Wan Xiaohai was driving the ferocious beast with thunder and lightning, and the thunder shadows brought by the punishment whip in his hand kept blasting towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen sometimes pinched his skills to destroy the thunder, and sometimes his body blocked his body, which made him shockingly hit.

The mighty, vast divine power gushed out like a tsunami, and all the three masters used their full strength.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them fought to the point of equality, and as they watched Lu Chen be suppressed little by little, the monks in the Eight Cities cheered loudly, and the sound of drums cheering incessantly, making the momentum of the Northern Qi and Wanxiaohai even more powerful.

Just as everyone saw Lu Chen was exhausted, a face flashed and wavy appeared in the center of the battlefield, emitting a green and gloomy aura.

"Hehehehehehe~ Dazun's remains are mine."
Chapter completed!