In the quiet plain, only the faint gale of wind was heard, and the monks who could not step into the third level of the seven immortal gates were sitting cross-legged, using the secret realm of celestial phenomena to practice breathing. Suddenly, almost all the identity cards on the monks made a low buzzing sound...

At this moment, a yellow fog appeared out of thin air in the sky, and a figure emerged from the yellow fog.

"Bah, it's such a bad teleportation talisman, but it can only be teleported here."

The figure emerging from the yellow fog looked around and found that he was still in the secret realm. He couldn't help but curse and continued to gallop outside the secret realm. His speed was as fast as lightning, which was shocking.

As soon as the figure left, the monks sitting cross-legged on the plain discovered the orders coming from the gate. Hundreds of monks suddenly stood up, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"He is Lu Chen, and he snatched the only top-quality magic weapon in the secret realm."

"Is it the best magic weapon? Chase..."

"But we can't beat him."

"Idiot, we have so many people, so we don't believe that he can kill everyone. If we restrain him, we will be considered a meritorious service."

"Yes, chase it~"

"The boy in front, stop me..."

Those who can enter the secret realm must have the lowest strength in the middle stage of foundation building. They are all old monks who have practiced for more than 20 years. Hundreds of them gather together, and their power is also quite amazing.

Lu Chen ran wildly on the sword, and his cold face was full of anxiety. He turned his head slightly and saw a large number of cultivators behind him, and subconsciously shivered.

"Chasing, Master Dao is about to leave the secret realm."

With a sneer, Lu Chen used a slight force under his feet, and the speed of the White Light Wind Thunder Sword was more than doubled.

"Buzz~"

After breaking through the space barrier of the first and second floors, he finally returned to the place where he first entered the magic circle. Lu Chen flew in the air for a week and suddenly found that the blue entrance had disappeared.

"how so?"

"It must be the seven immortal gates to prevent them from escaping. They ordered the outside world to block the entrance. Now you have no way out." Old man Qi Jing said.

"Damn it." Lu Chen clenched his fists, and the team of monks behind him occupied most of the sky in a black way. Countless people roared and rushed towards him with law enforcement tools.

"Lu Chen, hand over the top magic weapon. I will spare you no death."

"Boy, you have conquered the Jiuyan Tower. This secret realm relies on the Jiuyan Tower to operate. The seven immortal gates cannot block the entrance forever. It won't take long to stop the formation. Let's fight out." Old man Qijing was also quite helpless about the magic array in the secret realm. The reason why the seven immortal gates can dominate Dongzhou is naturally not because they have gained a reputation.

A murderous intention flashed in Lu Chen's eyes and he flew out to the monks.

Hundreds of monks surrounded him with sneering, and one of the disciples of Tianji Sect stood up calmly and said ruthlessly: "Lu Chen, we have so many people, you can't escape, hurry up and surrender."

The monk stood up but had no intention of arresting him. It was obvious that he was also very afraid of Lu Chen. After all, the title of the number one in the Dongzhou Immortal Society was not even more frivolous.

"Those who block me will die..."

Lu Chen spoke out angrily. With the magic power, the five-colored wind and thunder swords flew out together. Four small swords burst into bright colors and lights around Lu Chen. There was a purple long sword that looked like a dragon on top of Lu Chen's head.

"Four low-grade magic weapons, one medium-grade magic weapons?" Seeing this, the monks were shocked, and the cultivator who shouted suddenly retreated.

"Don't be scared by him, stop him, and the elder will arrive later."

Faced with the temptation of the top-grade magic weapons and the orders of the sects, no matter how timid the monks were, they would not dare to give way out.

Lu Chen felt cruel in his heart and let out a long roar towards the sky. Jin Xiu, Longyan, and Golden Wire Eagle were released at the same time. Following his fingers, the Fenglei Sword Formation brought a roaring storm and swept towards hundreds of monks.

"Kill~"

"Puff~"

The sword light and sword shadows were like a forest. In the blink of an eye, Lu Chen transformed into a fierce god, and the wind and thunder sword formation was at its peak, and he entered the group of cultivators without fear of death.

The five-colored sword light flashed, and the heads of seven monks flew up, and seven blood fountains sprinkled into the air in an instant. In just a moment, the few people around Lu Chen died.

The disciples of the seven immortal sects were in shock, and their bodies were involuntarily retreating.

"What is this?" The monks widened their eyes. They thought that even if Lu Chen was powerful, no matter how powerful Lu Chen was, he would not be able to stop so many monks. But no one expected that seven mid-stage monks in the foundation-building stage would die after just taking a breath.

"What kind of strength is this? Is it the late stage of foundation building?"

"Damn it, who said Lu Chen only has the mid-term strength?"

Lu Chen didn't have time to pay attention to how the group cultivators were surprised. Five flying swords kept buzzing, and a fountain of blood gushed out in the flash of the sword.

Jin Xiu, Longyan, and Golden Thread Eagle reached the mid-stage strength of the foundation building when Lu Chen was in seclusion for three years. With the powerful body of puppets and monsters far surpassed ordinary monks, they turned into a strangling whirlwind like wolves and tigers.

The bloody storm caused by the two beasts made these hundreds of monks seem to face a powerful man with extremely powerful magic power, and even the power of resistance seemed extremely weak.

"Get out~"

The massacre was completely one-sided. While accepting the guidance of the old man Qijing, Lu Chen rushed towards the distance of the east. When he encountered a monk blocking the road, he killed the other party with all his strength.

For a moment, the secret realm green grass plains flowed into a river, and Jin Xiu and the other two followed Lu Chen, and the soul-raising technique was constantly being shot out. Dozens of souls entered the wide black hood between the intersecting blood and sword light.

"Kill~"

Among the group cultivators, the disciples who could not tell which sect and sect in front were scared out of fear. When they saw Lu Chen coming, they forgot to hide. The trembling hands did not even raise the flying sword in their hands, and then fell weakly on the plain.

In a moment, Lu Chen killed nearly a hundred enemies, and the five-colored wind and thunder sword was covered with the blood of the disciples of the seven immortal sects, and Lu Chen's body was stained with blood.

"Swish~"

Just then, more than a dozen figures flew into the distance in the sky, each of which was filled with an extremely steaming momentum, and it was obvious that its strength had exceeded the level of the middle stage of foundation building.

There are also many late-stage cultivators in the secret realm who are less than the third level. These are the first group of tracking that they have been ordered by the sect and are the first to come.

Lu Chen gasped in his chest, and his mana was consumed so much. Seeing the arrival of these dozen people, he quickly opened his mouth and sprayed out a purple mist.

The bright Thousand Poison Talisman in the purple mist flashes constantly, and there is a faint tendency to burst.

Even without looking, as soon as the Thousand Poison Talisman came out, Lu Chen quickly used the Tianhua Technique to transform into a big blue hand, crushing the Thousand Poison core that could only be used for the last time. The majestic purple mist instantly enveloped the entire audience. Countless seriously injured monks inhaled the poison of the purple-eyed toad and turned into thick blood on the spot.

"Damn, Lu Chen is a human or a ghost, how could he have so many magic weapons?" After witnessing Lu Chen's murder of the group cultivators, countless monks respected him like a demon god, and kept retreating, and no longer had the slightest desire to stop him.

At this time, more than ten late-stage foundation-building cultivators attacked from afar. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Chen flashed a black light in his eyes and flipped his hands to take out the Haokong hammer. Regardless of whether the other party was approaching him, he raised the black hammer high above his head with both hands, and hit the nine hammers.

The nine battles of Haokong were like the power of heaven coming to the world. A roar like thunder sounded, and a huge pit more than ten meters deep was smashed in the blink of an eye. The (6) black evil heart fire aura contained on the Haokong Hammer ignited the green grass of the entire plain, and the strong momentum blew up a huge black fire wall in front of Lu Chen, blocking all the cultivators who came to attack.

"Puff~"

In just half a stick of incense, Lu Chen killed hundreds of enemies and blocked the rest of the people in the fire wall. It was also extremely exhausting. After a mouthful of blood could not help but sprayed out of his mouth. Lu Chen directly put away Longyan, Jin Xiu, summoned the Golden Line Eagle, and used his magical skills to seize the memory of a monk, and then disappeared in front of hundreds of monks.

After Lu Chen left, the fire suddenly decreased. When the seven immortal monks flew to the other end of the fire wall, there was no trace of Lu Chen.

"This... isn't this true?" An obese monk pointed to the fleeting golden light in the east sky and swallowed.

The monks all had extremely horrified eyes in their eyes, watching the golden light go away, and the petrification was on the spot.

The wind stopped suddenly. The secret plain with green grass several months ago was melted by black fire, with as many as 100 corpses all over the ground, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the pungent smell of burning corpses. Especially the extra pit on the surface of the body was more than ten meters deep, which made people unable to believe that all this was caused by one person. This person was a rising star who could only be at the Qi training stage a few years ago.

The late-stage monks who arrived at the foundation building cultivators were shocked for a long time before they remembered that Lu Chen had escaped, so they quickly made a sound transmission note. After the yellow paper was lit, a trace message spread throughout the secret realm.

"Lu Chen has now fled to the east..."

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