Above the rich county town where the fire was rising, a strange black fire attracted the attention of most people. The blazing fire could not raise its head at all under the black light, as if it was being suppressed tightly, or was afraid of such a similar person. The momentum of the nine-day cloud fire formation burning in the county town suddenly weakened significantly.

Mortals would not know what black fire is. Even the immortals in the sky who have great power in the eyes of mortals would not believe it.

The light of the black fire pounded slightly, and all the monks, including Liu Hong, stepped back several steps before they dared to look directly at the killing god in the center of the county city.

The Yuanjue Sword shone again under the scorching of the black fire, but at this time the Yuanjue Sword seemed to be a toy in his hand. Although it struggled desperately to escape from the control of the black fire, it had not been effective at all.

As a master of Jindan stage who has been practicing for a hundred years, Liu Hong was not sure of the source of the black fire. After thinking for a few years, he finally shook his head powerlessly. In his opinion, if this black fire burst out from Lu Chen's palm, he would even be seriously injured and lose the ability to fight again.

Even so, Zeng Shuo didn't need to mention this. Once he saw that the Yuanjue Sword was held in his hands by his enemy, Zeng Shuo began to feel fear. His natal magic weapon was connected to the heart and the horror he felt was more than several times greater than Liu Hong.

In shock, everyone didn't know where Lu Chen had such great ability. Some of the disciples of Guiyuan Sect were still sighing that half a year ago, the boy in front of him was the target of his pursuit. Why did he reach such a terrifying level after only half a year?

It seemed as if at this moment, Lu Chen's grinning sneer turned into a demonic face in everyone's hearts. Every time the curve of the corners of his mouth expanded, everyone's heartbeat would be one point faster.

After a while, Lu Chen's sneering face was stagnant, and infinite murderous intent surged in an instant. He held the Yuanjue Sword tightly and suddenly used the black evil heart fire seed, and most of the fire suddenly rose in the palm of his palm.

"Buzz~"

There were buzzing sounds in the sky, as if Yuan Juejian was unwilling to let go of sadness. Zeng Shuo only felt as uncomfortable as fire, and could not withstand it, and finally a cloud of red blood mist was sprayed out.

"Puff~"

After retreating more than ten feet, Zeng Shuo stepped on the fast-flying flying sword.

In the blink of an eye, the strength was lost by 50%...

Liu Hong didn't know what happened yet, Zeng Shuo quickly put on the printing technique, and clear golden talismans gathered in the sky, constantly slapped towards Lu Chen.

"Bang~"

Seeing this, Lu Chen did not move at all. With a wave of his hand, the Tianhua Technique was used. The green light in the air blew the wind and slapped all the dozens of stamped seals.

Zeng Shuo's complexion changed drastically and he didn't dare to stop. He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Yuanjue Sword was activated by the master's essence and blood, and the glaze appeared again. After a few buzzing sounds, it finally broke free from Lu Chen's left hand and flew back far away.

He never dared to take out the Yuanjue Sword again. After Zeng Shuo took back the Yuanjue Sword, he hurriedly took it back into the sea of ​​consciousness and used his magic power to protect and repair it.

"I didn't expect you to enter the country to be as good as a servant." Zeng Shuo coughed and gasped for a few times, took out a pill and took it, and his face turned slowly.

During the process, Lu Chen did not intercept him at all. In his opinion, it was no longer difficult to deal with Zeng Shuo.

Zeng Shuo took back the Yuanjue Sword and took the pill. His sharp eyes suddenly shone out in a flash. He roared: "Come on, set up the formation."

After ordering, the monks around him took the order in unison. Nearly a hundred monks had been killed by Lu Chen, and the remaining number was less than fifty, but they could still set up a net of heaven and earth. But now it seems that no one has any confidence in his heart...

"Roar~roar~roar~roar~"

Dozens of roars gathered in the air with huge sounds, shaking away from afar, shaking all mortals' ears.

Seeing this, Liu Hong immediately flew to Lu Chen and said, "This is a killing formation. Guiyuan Sect's top-quality killing formation is very powerful. Without the early strength of the Golden Pill, you cannot fight head-on. Lu..., little...heart..."

Liu Hong originally planned to remind him, but Lu Chen didn't listen at all. Just as Liu Hong arrived by his side, he held up the Haokong hammer and rushed over again. His face was as ferocious as a wolf or a tiger.

After wiping the cold sweat, Liu Hong's eyes saw a black light flashing in Lu Chen's eyes, and subconsciously made a cold war. He thought to himself: "This kid is a human or a ghost, what a murderous intent."

Liu Hong naturally would not know that the cultivator of the Way of Evil is the most important murderous aura. The evil clouds in the strange mirror space and the black evil heart fire refined by Lu Chen are constantly increasing his murderous aura. This is the murderous aura generated by Lu Chen's forced suppression by using the Great Yan Immortal Art and practicing the two great immortal arts together. Otherwise, Lu Chen would have transformed into an evil demon long ago.

The killing formation organized by nearly 50 people can gather everyone's strength at the same time and double its power. Lu Chen heard the guidance of the old man Qijing before Liu Hong reminded him.

"The killing formation is bullshit, I'm afraid that the cowards will be the cowards. I'll kill them all. The more people I kill, the faster the enlightenment, kill..."

"Old ghost~" As his figure swept quickly, Lu Chen smiled slightly, and his divine sense said, "The first time I heard you speak so well, hehe, these bastards have been chasing Dao Master for three months, and it is time to get it back, so kill it..." Lu Chen licked his lips and said.

"Yes, kill, haha~"

No one knew that part of the reason for the murderous aura at this moment was that the instigation of a down-and-out god hidden deep in the space of the strange mirror was that this amazing momentum appeared.

The more than fifty monks were happy when they saw Lu Chen coming. The killing formation they knew was one of the most powerful magic arrays of Guiyuan Sect. Since the formation was created, there has been no time to fail. Now, this terrifying boy can be killed.

In surprise, the monks took out the magical real energy at the bottom of the box, and dozens of auras twisted into one, forming a (5) air wave that soared into the sky and penetrated straight into the sky.

Although Zeng Shuo was injured, the treatment of elixirs had also eased. He stood in the middle of the magic circle and posed complicated seals, waiting for Lu Chen to fall into the trap with hatred eyes.

As soon as he saw Lu Chen coming closer, Zeng Shuo shouted "kill". Dozens of monks took action at the same time, and the weather wave turned into a handleless sword shape several meters wide, ejecting towards Lu Chen's momentum.

His eyes became cold, Lu Chen was solemn and killed him. Haokong Hammer appeared again in his palm, and suddenly he became taller. He saw him holding a heavy hammer with a shrill and ferocious expression. With his hands, he did not escape or avoid swing towards the handleless sword.

"Play it for me..."

"Boom~"

The hammer light and sword shadow hit a place, and the majestic magic power leaked out from Lu Chen's body, like a thick cloud rolling and a burst of thunder.

A hammer raised from bottom to top, and the handleless sword shadow was shattered... and Lu Chen retreated ten feet, his chest was churning and his blood was churning, and he was also slightly injured.

This collision can be said to be a win-win situation, but in Liu Hong's eyes, it is unbelievable.

"Oh my God, with one man's strength, this kid is still not a human being. He doesn't seem to be a master in the Golden Pill stage."

The more Liu Hong thought about it, the more scared he became. He could not understand that Lu Chen blocked the sword energy of the killing formation. In his opinion, the sword energy just now was the strongest attack of the killing formation. Later, the power was sharply reduced.

It seemed to be verifying Liu Hong's conjecture that after the sword energy was smashed away by Lu Chen, all the disciples of Guiyuan Sect changed their faces several times. Zeng Shuo gritted his teeth and stared at Lu Chen fiercely. Only then did he realize that he had encountered a tough and difficult bone.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no possibility of turning back. Zeng Shuo was so fierce that he hurriedly ordered: "Come again, I don't believe that the killing formation can't do anything to Yuhu. Kill~"

"Kill~"

Dozens of monks pinched the magic seal again, and the sword energy appeared frequently. However, Lu Chen's eyes were red at this moment. He was wrapped in black light and he was completely disdainful of the murderous aura that soared into the sky.

"Haokongjiu fight..."

Words to readers:

ps:4 update.
Chapter completed!