Unexpectedly, the fireball attack was as fast as a fierce lightning. Even though Lu Chen's cultivation level entered the Zun Realm, his skin and thick flesh were beaten to make him dizzy and his hair ignited.

The powerful power of the King of Firebirds, one of the four saints, the founder of the Vermilion Bird, and the Zhu Yan, who is now in the first and second alliances, are completely different concepts. The terrifying fire almost burned into Lu Chen's bones, and even the Black Evil Heart Fire was stimulated by itself to resist the death-taking fire.

Lu Chen, who had a kite-breaking line, flew far away to the edge of the moonlight forest, and a fire burned on his body. Lu Chen waved his hand and patted for a long time before slapping the flames. He was exhausted and panting.

The huge firebird changed to the shape of the sincere benevolence. A wonderful young woman was standing in the center of more than a dozen vermilion birds in a fiery red cloud robe. The young woman had reached the level of supreme. Even though the fiery red pink light on her body showed that he was a ancestral spirit like the white tiger, she still brought huge pressure to Lu Chen.

This pressure is only worse than the Tiansheng Fire.

"So powerful?" Lu Chen glared.

The white tiger rolled his eyes in the Fenghun Treasure Bottle and said, "Nonsense, who is Zhuque? Among the four ancient saints, even Qinglong is in awe of her three points. That is the top master who has mastered the seventh level of heaven."

"Seventh level?" Lu Chen almost choked to death by his saliva.

Baihu joked and said, "You don't even know how to determine the cultivation level of the Supreme Realm. Entering the level of the Supreme Realm without a certain level, the level of cultivation depends on how many space laws are understood. The higher the understanding, the stronger the cultivation level is. Zhuque has comprehended the mystery of the seventh level of heaven. Even without physical body, he can exert the strength of the nearly five level of heaven. You are still far from it."

Seeing Lu Chen looking at the Suzaku in the mountains with a dull face, the White Tiger sighed: "It seems that you have no chance to kill her. Tell her that I am not dead yet, and let her take you in and remove the Suzaku magic circle and I will meet her again."

Lu Chen nodded dullly. He finally understood the difference between the holy realm until now. It was quite good. Looking at the wonderful young woman from afar, Lu Chen couldn't stand the slightest resistance, and hurriedly bowed and said, "My younger generation, Lu Chen, has seen Lord Zhuque."

Zhuque, whose body was burning with sky fire, had a very cold and arrogant face. His eyes were circling on Lu Chen for a long time before he asked, "Why did you break into my Zhuque Cave?"

Lu Chen's eyes rolled and said, "Senior, please calm down. I'm not malicious. I'm just dragged by an old friend of my senior. Please remove the Suzaku Magnificent Formation. Can we go in and discuss it?"

"Old friend? Who asked you to come?" Zhuque said coldly.

Lu Chen shivered and immediately said, "Senior White Tiger."

"Baihu, isn't he dead?" This time it was Suzaku who was shocked.

Just then, more than a dozen tribesmen of the Bai family flew out of the cave. Perhaps they heard Lu Chen's voice and looked at it. They immediately cursed: "Senior, it was him who killed the ancestor."

Lu Chen was shocked when he heard the sound, especially when he saw Zhuque's expression that became extremely ferocious, his heart was thrust. He quickly took a few steps and waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, your ancestor is not dead."

"Stop talking nonsense. I saw with my own eyes that the ancestor was scattered, it was you who did it." The man who had met Lu Chen once cursed loudly.

Lu Chenli ignored it and said to Zhuque: "Senior Baihu is indeed seriously injured and almost flew his soul. I saved his life with the Wind Soul Bottle. For some reason, Baihu can't appear in the Zhuque magic circle, so I asked me to pass on the message. The cultivation of the senior is amazing, and it can be seen that the junior has not yet entered the lord. Even if you enter the cave, if you have a senior, you are not the opponent of the senior. For the sake of Baihu, why not listen to the next words?"

A powerful reasoning said that the White Tiger tribe members remained silent. The White Tiger in the bottle cursed with a singular aura, but the helpless thing was that his voice could not be transmitted from the bottle. Otherwise, it would be possible to avoid disaster by just a divine thought. Why did Lu Chen break into the Vermillion Cave?

The Suzaku Ancestor Spirit looked at Lu Chen carefully for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, come into the cave with me."

The White Tiger Clan defected to Zhuque, but it was hard to say anything. The crowd separated from more than a dozen Zhuques, and made way for Lu Chen, and followed Zhuque back to Zhuque Cave.

When he arrived in the cave, the hot fire could come like a torrent, and he pressed against Lu Chen's skin toward the cave. He had practiced the Black Evil Heart Fire for millions of years, but he could not help but feel a tormented burning pain: "It's so perverted." Lu Chen couldn't help but look at the beautiful and charming Zhuque Ancestor Spirit for a few more glances.

Arriving in the cave, the flames poured the fiery red cave into Lu Chen's vision. The heat inside made Lu Chen feel uneasy. Fortunately, Zhuque removed the Pang** array set up with his life fire in time. Even so, Lu Chen had no sense of coolness. The entire Zhuque Cave was as frightened as a huge crater.

After watching for a while, Lu Chen was not in the mood to estimate the difference between himself and Zhuque. He took out the Fenghun Powder without saying a word and said, "Young Master Baihu comes out and talks."

The disciples of the White Tiger clan were concerned about the safety of the ancestor, but they did not speak out at this moment. Although they did not believe Lu Chen's words, they subconsciously hoped that the White Tiger would still be alive.

Zhuque waved his hand to stop Lu Chen and said, "No, if the White Tiger is seriously injured, it's better to wait in your magic weapon." Who is Zhuque? He could tell at a glance that Lu Chen's magic weapon was the Chaos Heavenly Treasure. His soul aura was extremely strong, and he had already believed Lu Chen as he spoke.

Lu Chen nodded and opened the bottle cap. Zhuque sacred a ball of fire spirit and drilled in. Lu Chen was about to enter, but heard Zhuque sending a voice to him: "Don't move."

After Zhuque spoke, Lu Chen could only be honest and coldly rolled his eyes from the White Tiger clan.

The atmosphere of the cave quickly became extremely depressing. Fortunately, the Suzaku had not entered for a long time. After a cup of tea, a ball of fire spirit wrapped in a pale ball of light flew out.

The Vermilion Bird, whose divine thoughts entered his body, quickly formed a fire-red fairy mist in his hand, protecting the white ball of light in his palm. She sighed sadly and said, "What he said is true, the White Tiger was indeed not dead just now."

The White Tiger tribe members looked happy, but Lu Chen heard something in Zhuque's words: "Just just now?" He burst into tears and exclaimed in surprise.

Zhuque looked at everyone with deep meaning. The Baihu tribe members were stunned and their sadness quickly appeared on their faces. Zhuque nodded without any sadness and joy and said, "Baihu was seriously injured, and his divine thoughts could not be preserved. He... has gone..."

"Old Ancestor..." More than a dozen White Tiger tribe members knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and there was a lot of sadness in the cave.

Zhuque and the White Tiger tribe members had cried enough, then waved their Yunxiu and said, "You guys retreat first, I have something to say to Lu Chen."

The White Tiger tribe retreated, and only Lu Chen and Zhuque were left in the cave.

Zhuque stepped down from the slow stage, stood in front of Lu Chen, and asked without any expression on his face: "Are you a descendant of Xuanwu?"

Lu Chen bowed respectfully and said, "Go back to senior, after the maternal Xuanwu Spiritual Turtle, he is carrying a body of stone veins."

Zhuque said with satisfaction: "Yes, the stone vein body is the characteristic of the Xuanwu Spirit Turtle lineage. The White Tiger told me that you want to see Xuanwu. Unfortunately, he couldn't bear to tell me. Let me tell you that the souls of Qinglong and Xuanwu are in my hands. They have passed away and will never be able to talk to you."

"The Four Saints... are only seniors left?" Lu Chen said in horror. Although he had no intersection with the ancient Xuanwu lineage, he was his own originator after all, and he was still a little sad when he heard this bad news.

Zhuque said: "Does the descendants of the Four Saints still have successors?"

Lu Chen nodded sadly and told the story of the Four Saints of the Ancient Relics. Zhuque simply refused to answer. He pinched the immortal skills with his jade fingers, and four crystal jade beads of blue, red, yellow and white were condensed in his hand. Zhuque's divine power was extremely strong, but even though his cultivation reached the seventh level of heaven, he was still exhausted after condensed four beads.

Giving the four beads to Lu Chen, Zhuque said: "My ancient relics of the Four Saints Heaven and Earth were first opened, I followed the ancient god of Taipan. These four spirit beads record all the four saints and clans learned, including the most powerful ancient methods of the Four Saints. Since we have descendants, you will give them to them. When you leave the space of the priest and pass on my Dharma, the contemporary head of the family is the lord of the Four Saints."

"Do you want to pass on the Dharma?" Lu Chen took the four ancient holy spirit beads with little thoughts and looked at Zhuque in confusion.

Zhuque saw what Lu Chen was thinking and said, "Since the four ancient saints were wiped out by the ancient gods, they will never be able to go out. You are a contemporary person who spreads the Dharma and passes on the throne. Baihu said that you were pursuing the battle between ancient gods and demons. He was very ashamed. What Baihu knew is what Zhuque knew. What he could answer you has told you, and what he could not answer, and I can't help you. As for the root cause, you still need to verify it yourself."

Zhuque's words broke all Lu Chen's hopes. Zhuque said again: "You are the remains of the Great Lord from the lower level of the God Realm. I'm afraid Miaoze did not tell you about the Zunyuan Space. This is the fourth level of heaven, but it is not only you. After the ancient gods and demons, I woke up and verified it after countless years. This place can border the ancient temples of each sect. The sect will send the most talented children of the clan to understand the mystery of the sect realm every once in a while, but they are limited to a certain range. This is also the reason why those who pursue you can come in."

"Buzz!"

Zhuque was halfway through his speech, and Lu Chen was also immersed in his mind. Suddenly, a roar came from outside the cave, interrupting the conversation between the two. Zhuque frowned with his flaming eyebrows that were straight into his clouds, and he pinched his fingers, and a murderous intent appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that someone has grasped your movements and has come to the door."

"Who is it? Chen Jian?" Lu Chen turned around in shock.

Zhuque nodded: "Yu Jian, Da Zun, I'm afraid it's the Chen Jian you mentioned. Humph, a little guy who has just opened up the fourth level of heaven dares to show off his might in front of me. Lu Chen, you take the spirit bead and leave from the cave and fly up to seven million miles. There will be a wild place there. Remember, don't meet this person in the under-realm realm. You are not his opponent."
Chapter completed!