Seeing Lu Chen's words being extremely cautious, Zuo Qinghan's heart tightened: "Husband, what are you doing?"

Lu Chen looked around and was sure that no one was around, so he said earnestly: "The Yama Palace asked me to return to the ancient demon world, because I must not want the Juyou Bridge to fall into the hands of others. The ancient demon world is now different from now. You, the Lord of the Left Palace, are not as important as a sky stone in their eyes. No one can help us, only we can help ourselves."

Zuo Qinghan was still about to speak, and Lu Chen stopped her: "Not long ago, Zhu You already knew where the sky stone was. I can tell you that the sky stone is in the ancient demon world."

"What?" Zuo Qinghan was shocked when she heard this: "Sky Stone... is in the ancient demon world?"

"Shh!" Lu Chen made a gesture of silence and whispered: "It's certain, yes. This time I will not only rescue you and Lin'er when I go in, but also bring the sky stones out together. I can't afford them. If possible, we will go together. If not, you will take Lin'er first. Everything will happen according to the opportunity."

"No, husband, we are going to go together, we are going to die..."

Before Zuo Qinghan finished speaking, Lu Chen's eyebrows stood up and said in a deep voice: "I agreed when I came here. I will listen to me when I arrived."

"But..." Zuo Qinghan paused, but finally did not make any excuses.

Lu Chen said softly again: "This is my good Han'er. It is easier for me to leave alone, but it will be very troublesome to take you with you. Don't worry, I have a great life, and the person who can kill me has not been born yet."

Zuo Qinghan leaned tightly in Lu Chen's arms. At this moment, no matter how many heartfelt words were, they could not catch up with the warm hug. The two of them remembered their childhood experiences at the same time. The lingering whispers made the deserted woods feel a little more springy.

After chatting for a while, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, with a little more firm divine light in their eyes.

"It's time to leave..."

...

On the top of the Man Demon Mountain, the huge demon eyes emitted the demon clouds that covered the sky. Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan flew up and flew far away with the black evil clouds.

In a moment, the demon eyes opened in anger, the space torn apart, and several figures flew out, which were the Black Winged Army of the Old Tribe Palace.

Following the Black Wing Army into the ancient demon world, the Demon Mountain was far away. After a while, Zuo Feijing, the old clan palace, approached quickly with a team of people, and was the masters of the right palace.

It was a coincidence that what surprised Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan was that among the masters of the Zun Realm who originally belonged to the Right Palace, there was actually Han Ying.

"Have you defected to the Right Palace?" Lu Chen glanced at Zuo Qinghan with deep meaning.

As expected, Zuo Qinghan also saw Han Ying. With the previous betrayal of Yanmo Palace and the threat of the Holy Yang Palace, Zuo Qinghan's face was not far away. She stared at Han Ying coldly. Zuo Qinghan asked, "Han Ying, why are you here?"

Han Ying raised his head proudly and sneered: "Master of the Left Palace, I'm sorry, Han is now the guardian of the Right Palace."

"Traitor." Zuo Qinghan gritted his teeth in anger. No need to think too much, after the incident from the Battle of the Yama Palace that the Holy Yang Palace valued the old mirror, the Yama Palace had undergone earth-shaking changes.

How long has it been, it’s more than a year.

Zuo Feijing looked even more domineering and full of charm. Facing Zuo Qinghan, there was no more pressure, and the gentle laughter quickly echoed in the quiet and simple mountain of Demons.

"Hehe, sister, I finally waited for you."

"Brother-in-law? It's great that you are willing to come back. My little sister thought you would ignore your nephew?"

Zuo Feijing said arrogantly, as if she liked to see the angry expressions of Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan.

"Sister Three, although you and I have known each other for a long time, after all, Is it necessary to make things difficult for a child?" Zuo Qinghan trembled with anger.

Zuo Feijing's eyes were slightly raised and jokingly said, "Sister, where do you start this? Nephew Lin's talent is extraordinary, and he doesn't need to listen to the sermon, and he is in the supreme realm. It's too late for Yan Mo to care for him, so how can he make things difficult for him?"

"Is Lin'er a master?" Zuo Qinghan and Lu Chen were happy at the same time, and then became gloomy again: "You really didn't make things difficult for Lin'er?"

"Not yet, but it's hard to say in the future." Zuo Feijing said, looking at Lu Chen with sarcasm.

Lu Chen knew in his heart that he had now broken up with the Yanmo Palace. The reason why Yanmo Palace kept him was because of the place where the Tianshi was. If he didn't do it well, he might kill him and snatch Zhuyouqiao. As for Lu Lin, he should not be in danger of life for the time being, because they still need him.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen felt a little relieved, waved his hand and said without hesitation: "Zuo Feijing, put away your tricks and take me to the clan's elder palace."

"Don't be rude to the palace master."

Zuo Feijing raised her eyebrows and showed displeasure, but before she could speak, Han Ying stood up.

He had already hated Lu Chen to the core. After tossing and reflecting, he took advantage of the opportunity when Zuo Qinghan left the ancient demon world and took the Zun Realm masters from the left palace to compete with the Right Palace in order to revenge Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan.

Since he had been in power for the Right Palace and was named a guardian, he had to fulfill his duties as a guardian and maintain the dignity of the palace master. So he stood up.

Lu Chen was scattering evil fire. When he saw Han Ying standing up and flattering, his anger burned to the boiling point, and then he activated his magic power and the operation of the immortal arts, revealing a strong murderous intent.

"Han Protector, I've never seen him for a few minutes. What a big air."

After Lu Chen finished speaking, Zuo Feijing and Yuanti felt the murderous thoughts emitted from him. After hearing this, they were shocked at the same time and looked down. At some point, the space field became extremely dark, and a trace of heat was spreading out from the black field area covering a whole dozens of miles.

"not good!"

Before the lingering sound disappeared, Lu Chen had already killed him. The cold light like a sword light flashed continuously in his sharp eyes, and a blazing flames emerged.

In an instant, the foot of the Demon Mountain almost fell into a sea of ​​fire hell. The bodies of the fire dragons that were dozens of feet long were wrapped around and flew into the sky. The boundless waves of fire swept across the surrounding rich energy of heaven and earth, and all the surroundings turned into rolling smoke of gunpowder.

Lu Chen took action, and the target was Han Ying.

In fact, Lu Chen knew that Zuo Feijing could not be killed, otherwise it would be unfavorable to Zuo Qinghan and Lu Lin. Yuanti was not a villain. From a one-sided perspective, he probably had some favorable feelings for Yuanti.

Only Han Ying, who deserves to die, is just seeking death!

The wind was blowing through the lightning, and Lu Chen's figure was so fast that it was outrageous. Zuo Feijing, Yuanti and the emperors behind him felt a strong wind passing by, and the tsunami-like fire waves followed Lu Chen overwhelmed the sky. For a moment, the demons danced around at the foot of the Demon Mountain, and the roars shook the sky, stirring the Demon Mountain and shaking it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, at the foot of the Demon Mountain is a void space, empty.

However, when the fire waves came, it turned the void into a sea of ​​fire ruled by darkness. Lu Chen was like the king of the sea of ​​fire, rushing in the tsunami, dominating the origin of the fire in heaven and earth.

At that moment, Lu Chen's evil surname suddenly rose to its highest point, and the thick smoke caused by the surging fire waves was as high as a hundred feet, and it kept rising.

At the peak of the priest of Lu Chen, the cultivation level that Lu Chen suppressed to the extreme seemed to be more than the so-called peak of the priest of the priest of Lu Chen. At that moment, the grievance, resentment, and anger in Lu Chen's heart burst out, treating Han Ying as the purpose of venting his anger and killing him with the most powerful cultivation level.

Zuo Feijing's arrogant little face instantly pale, Yuanti's entangled and cold heart beat violently, and the horror of the people of Yuhou appeared on his face and then petrified.

Time seemed to have stopped, no one could move, and they were completely suppressed by Lu Chen's powerful aura and felt unparalleled.

Han Ying's pupils contracted and expanded rapidly. It seemed that at this moment, he had only been able to turn his eyes around for a while.

It's close...

"boom!"

Lu Chen's old fist was not mixed with any ancient methods, and the magical power of the secret technique hit Han Ying's face hard. The handsome face became distorted in an instant, ferocious and red by the blood spurted out of the seven orifices.

"Let you and I pretend to be garlic! Go to death!"

boom!

Another kick hit Han Ying's upper abdomen. The terrifying force directly shocked his internal organs and shot out like a fountain behind him. Han Ying's slender body bent into a big shrimp.

boom!

Raise your hand, bow your arms, elbow hammer... The simple and extremely simple movement contained a huge anger and fell fiercely on Han Ying's back. The crackling sounds declared that hundreds of bones on Han Ying's body had become shattered.

"Wow!"

The shattered spleen mixed with blood spurted out from Han Ying's mouth, sprinkled into the center of the hot sea of ​​fire, turning into wisps of fishy flames and slowly dissipating.

Lu Chen's speed accelerated again, and rushed to Han Ying's body. With a single palm, there was a purple light in the palm of his hand and thousands of electric lights were waving out, as if a long-standing electric ball could not withstand the explosive burst of the squeezing ball, forming countless sharp lights and twisting on Han Ying's body.

The electric blade of the circle, the third-rate Hongmeng Spirit Treasure.

Driven by powerful magic power, the circular electric blade turned into a huge meat grinder. Han Ying's body, bones, organs, and even the simple and thick ancient patterns were strangled into powder...

In the moment of lightning, a master who was about to enter the eighth level of heaven was declared to die.

All the lords looked up at the terrifying evil demons bathed in the blood rain and the sea of ​​fire, and they all trembled in shock.

"Is this... still human?"

Zuo Feijing, Yuanti, the emperors and even the Black-winged Army that followed were all stunned. Standing in the void that was returning to the ethereal space, they couldn't help but tremble.

A evil demon, this is a evil demon.

Crazy, Lu Chen was crazy, he actually dared to kill people at the foot of the Demon Mountain, crazy, absolutely crazy.

The Lords kept shouting in their hearts, Zuo Feijing was filled with anger, and Yuanti's eyes were shocked, but no one dared to come forward and say a word. They were completely overwhelmed by Lu Chen's momentum, and they didn't dare to breathe.

After killing Han Ying, Lu Chen's mood finally eased, and his anger disappeared for a while. He looked at Zuo Feijing and others evilly, and sneered like a devil: "Don't blame me, he popped out when I wanted to kill people the most. He was stupid. Who else wanted to say anything now?"
Chapter completed!