Outside the gate of Yuanshi Divine Palace, several embarrassed figures rushed in. Undoubtedly, the initiator who thrust his hands and stabbed out the white sword light was a generation of Tiansheng Fengxian.

Behind the five people, Luo Yu, Lama, Yun E, Chen Xiangmiao and several Tiansheng masters from various sects entered the palace one after another. Although their cultivation is not the strongest, they also want to see the ninth heavenly stone. Even though they know that their cultivation level cannot be compared with Long Ze and others, they are always unwilling to be in the status quo.

So what about the strongest Tiansheng? If you fight, when you lose all your money, you will naturally have the chance to reject Tianshi as already.

Everyone doesn't want to miss the opportunity to become a giant. These people stand in front of the gate of Yuanshi Temple, half-in-one and half-retreat. It seems that they have already chosen a way out for retreat. Even if one is not good, they will rise up and never look back. Once there is a chance, everyone present will not miss it.

But just as the Tiansheng rushed into the palace, dozens of black fire dragons with huge bodies, like winding giant mountains suddenly appeared, and they actually forced Feng Tianyunchou, the sword of the old god Feng Xian, to go out.

The hall was roaring everywhere, and the flames were surging, and the surging thoughts of killing swept out, filling the entire hall with a huge fire palace.

Feng Xian and others were previously depressed by the power of Taichu Reincarnation, and they recovered their vitality after a while. Then they entered and saw Lu Chen standing under the sky stone. They were anxious, fearing that the sky stone would fall into Lu Chen's hand, so they took action to block it.

Because the location of Lu Chen station cleverly blocked Zhutian, no one noticed that there was still a person sitting in front of Lu Chen. Feng Xian's sword stabbed out, which aroused the anger in Lu Chen's heart.

"boom!"

Dozens of fire dragons gushed out, wandering in a winding way, waving their tails, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Xian, who had the thirty-third highest realm of heaven, burst out of the hall with strong force. The Heavenly Saint master who entered the hall was so scared that he hurriedly retreated.

"Who, the fuck, who did it?"

Lu Chen was in a hurry. The reason he wanted to find for many years was because of this sword that the only clue disappeared. How could he not be angry?

Killed out of the hall, Lu Chen was filled with angry black flames, which seemed even more terrifying than evil demons. Tengyun stood on the clouds of evil and could no longer care about exposing his side. The black scarf was instantly cremated into ashes by the black, revealing the fierce expression of a strong and arrogant sky.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chen's performance shocked Chen, old Jing, and Yu in the book. This was not like the boy they knew who only knew laughing and playing. He was just a generation of demon gods. No, he is a hundred times more vicious than Lu Chen's vicious surname in the lower realm.

Not to mention the astonishment of Chen and the other two, even the Tiansheng present was shocked by Lu Chen's cultivation. The most important thing was his face that was almost known to the world. It seemed to have been engraved with a striking mark on it. Everyone knew it, and everyone knew it. Even when Long Ze and the other five met him for the first time, they could still find the identity behind this face from the information they received from the rumors.

"Lu Chen? Isn't he Yuhu...?" Luo Yu, the king of Hades once saw Lu Chen's powerful means when the Holy Yang Mountain was destroyed, so he remembered Lu Chen's appearance very clearly, which was so clear. You must know that a powerful ancient sect clan, Xuan Ye, who was rumored to be second only to the giant, was defeated by him. It was extremely miserable and extremely painful.

"You are not dead?" It was just that when the Tiansheng saw Lu Chen dead at the foot of the Shengyang Mountain, they did not pursue it. However, now, Lu Chen's appearance completely subverts their perception. How did he survive? Or was he just pretending to die at the beginning?

Outside the palace, Yun Er and Chen Xiangmiao were both shocked, their eyes were filled with incredible and indescribable shock: "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that he was the one who saved us? Wasn't he dead?"

Chen Xiangmiao's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, because the momentum that surging on Lu Chen's body was pressing against her heart like a mountain: "What a terrible momentum. In just sixteen years, he has entered the country to such an extent. Senior, we..."

Just as Chen Xiangmiao was about to continue speaking, Yun E waved his hand and interrupted, "No need to say that, I understand that he is no longer comparable to us at the moment. Today, this matter has nothing to do with us. Girl, let's go, there are too many capable people and patriots in the three realms of heaven, and our cultivation is not yet home."

Not home!

Yun Er said this and showed a shameful expression. It must be known that Lu Chen had only been practicing for many years. Compared to Yun Er, it was just a small house. However, there was such a huge gap. In the end, compared with Lu Chen in terms of cultivation, Yun Er was not only a big difference, but a world of difference, which made Yun Er feel ashamed.

Speaking, Yun Er and Chen Xiangmiaopiao then retreated, but they did not go far. They wanted to see if Lu Chen could protect the founding Tianshi in the end. If so, it would be a great thing for Tian Fanghai and Xiangmiao Temple.

Long Ze, De Mei, Killing Xing, Feng Xian, Ming Zun also widened his eyes in surprise, but they were not as shocked as Yun Er and Chen Xiangmiao.

First of all, Lu Chen's cultivation level can be said to be able to confront them, and they are not bad. Feng Xian thought he had just been underestimated by Lu Chen, and his old face turned red. He stood up first, shook the sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Are you Lu Chen? The one who destroyed the Holy Yang Palace?"

Lu Chen didn't even shook Feng Xian, his eyes swept over the Tiansheng present, his eyes full of fierce and fierce light: "Damn it, I'm talking about you, who stabbed the sword just now?"

"Well!"

When the five great saints heard this, their noses were almost irritated. They thought that after all, we are the five strongest masters in the world. Even if the giants come, they are not inferior. How can they be humiliated in person?

Feng Xian was even more angry and smoked from the seven orifices. He did not use much magic power to force Lu Chen back, first to be virtual and then to be solid. Not only could he severely damage Lu Chen, but he could also take advantage of the opportunity to grab the founding Tianshi.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen's cultivation was extremely fierce. He just released his momentum and blasted him into the fire. However, he didn't even look at Lu Chen at all. It would be fine if he was a master in the ancient gods and demons period. Who was Lu Chen? How many years had he practiced for a boy who ascended to the gods in the lower realm?

Xuan Ye was defeated by him because Xuan Ye was injured. Moreover, Feng Xian does not think he is much weaker than Xuan Ye in his heyday. How could he be so drunk?

"Haha, the Lord of Shenxiao City is indeed extremely courageous. He dares to shout arrogantly in front of me. Do you really think that Xuan Ye is the only one of the Supreme Heavenly Saints in the three realms of heaven?"

Feng Xian's aura soared into the sky, and everyone knew that this big man might be taking action.

Lu Chen's pair of red eyes flashed with extreme black light, staring at Feng Xian tightly, his eyes fell on the green Hongmeng Spirit Treasure Sword: "Is the sword you stabbed just now?"

When Feng Xian heard this, he laughed furiously: "So what if I am the one who stabbed me? What can you do to me?"

"Damn." Lu Chen rolled up his sleeves and exposed his strong arms, and his bloody tendons were bulging: "I'm not afraid that you won't recognize me, old turtle, you messed up my good things, do you know?"

Feng Xian was originally waiting for Lu Chen to take action, but he never thought that what he had waited first was a scammer, and he scolded the old god 600 million years ago to make him scream. His three souls gathered, almost robbing him of his orifice.

Lao Chen and Jing Lao understand Lu Chen's character. He heard that he was sweating profusely and sighed that this kid had not restrained his strength in the mortal world for so many years. Now he was in trouble. If you got the Sky Stone, you should leave first. No matter how powerful you are, you can't act irritably because someone stabs you with a sword and ignores your own safety, right?

Le Chen and Jing Lao winked at Lu Chen desperately, wanting him to escape quickly.

Not far away, Luo Yu, and Otaku and Yun E, Chen Xiangmiao had never seen Lu Chen perform like this. The bosses with their eyes wide open, almost fell to the ground.

The Three Realms of Heaven and the Great Immortals of the Ancient Gods and Demons during the War of Gods and Demons, that is not an ordinary person. You, Lu Chen, are powerful, but they are not bad either. How could you be so arrogant?

Lu Chen's clamoring behavior was undoubtedly angry with the public. Feng Xianqi was deeply energetic and took action. The green sword blade stabbed over in an extremely sharp way. The sword flowers were flying all over the sky, like plum blossoms in full bloom.

"Arrogant and ignorant boy, I will let you see what is the ancient method of Brahma Saint, the Great Destroyed Heavenly Sword..."

"Damn it, you're looking for death." Lu Chen, regardless of whether Feng Xian was a figure in the ancient war of gods and demons, rolled up his arms and raised his sleeves, ignited fire with his fists, as if he was grabbing the tails of two giant dragons and jumped out. The dragon's style was strange and bizarre. When everyone approached, they discovered that the fire dragon was wrapped in a thick fire hammer.

Haokong!

Bailian... "Get out!" Lu Chen held the hammer in both hands and pedaled over, and the black flame waves rushed towards Fengxian like surging waves. Looking at the little sword light, Lu Chen directly saw that nothing was happening and hit the sword blade with a bang.

"when!"

Everyone heard a loud noise, and their ears were immediately stuffed by the trembling sound of gold and iron, and they couldn't help but cover their ears.

The entire sword blade that Lu Chen blew by this hammer was bent over, and the warrior god fire and the black evil heavenly ignited for a moment, and the blue sword blade was fiercely entangled.

Feng Xian was extremely surprised by Lu Chen's hammer. He only felt his arm numb, and the Hongmeng Spirit Treasure Feng Xian Sword almost came out of his hand.

"The Master Vulcan Talisman..."

Lu Chen succeeded with one blow, and took all the wind, leaving no room for the opponent. He stubbornly posted a fire talisman, and the fire in the sky burned to Feng Xian's hair roots. Feng Xian jumped around in the air, screaming pain.

"What a domineering fire, Lu Chen, you deserve to die." Feng Xian has ever suffered such a great humiliation, and the water wall of Liantian shot out from his sleeve like a fountain.
Chapter completed!