As soon as the cold and stern conversation fell, everyone on the field jumped up and fled into the air.

Although Lingxiu Peak Square is wide in area, it is not enough to play against two major Golden Elixir masters, which will affect itself. Even the heads of the six immortal sects and the immortal alliance Lin Mo'er flew into the air at the same time to watch the battle from afar.

After saving ten years, Lu Chen endured ten years of physical and mental suffering, just for a revenge.

Ten years ago, the anger brought to Lu Chen by the mountainous corpses on Ganyu Gate was suppressed in his heart for ten years. This time, Lu Chen could not help but want to kill all directions. Seeing Xuanye attack, Lu Chen smiled coldly and rushed to kill...

Over the past ten years, the Great Yan Immortal Art has already been cultivated to the extreme. The Purple Mansion Convergence Pill has been integrated into nine pieces. The power of the Nine Evil Golden Pill is enough to make him an ordinary master in the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

The method of operating the second level of the Earth Demon Against Heaven Realm four times faster has long been perfect and moved with thoughts. It can be said that when facing Xuanye for the second time, Lu Chen was not afraid, but some were boiling fighting spirit and intertwined anger.

"Swish~"

The moment Lu Chen suddenly disappeared and appeared again, he was already high in the air, without any leverage under his feet, and it was clearly the realm of the golden elixir.

A purple lightning was fired, curved like a snake, and the purple shadow snake core in front of him vomited wildly, with the energy to tear the space, reaching the eyebrows of Xuanye who was coming towards him.

Xuan Ye is not a good person either, and his face turns cold. Xuan Ye casts out twelve golden light seal techniques, and a golden light flashes at his fingertips, boom boom boom~ and twelve golden thunders strike down.

"Gengzi Golden Thunder Art."

The Guiyuan Taoist Art gathers the great achievements of the world. Xuanye has been soaked in the silver and golden elixir stage high-level Taoist art "Gengzi Golden Thunder Art" for thirty years. It is like an arm-instructed use, causing the heaven and earth to change color and wind and thunder to burst.

The low-grade magic weapon Purple Electric Cone is not the opponent of the Gengzi Golden Thunder Art. It was hit by twelve golden thunders, and the momentum disappeared and it fell into the square powerlessly.

Lu Chen's face remained unchanged. He had known for a long time that the low-grade magic weapon could not even have the mid-stage Golden Pill realm. In a calm state, Lu Chen smiled slightly and no longer took out the magic weapon. Instead, he thought of the mantra in his mind, and quickly pointed out nearly a hundred yellow energy.

Seeing this, the monks couldn't help but curl their lips and thought to themselves: Isn't it a joke to fight against Xuanye with the lowest level of Xuanya?

As soon as the sneer started, the monks found that they were wrong. They saw huge pillars more than ten feet high suddenly slid on the ice-sliding ground. The pen was inserted into the Tianfeng. These stone pillars were actually used in the form of ground pricking techniques. Each of them was thick as the jade pillars in Guiyuan Hall. When the moment they appeared, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly condensed, and the stone pillars stretched out thick and long peaks, blocking all the way Xuanye went and retreated.

"Dangdang~"

The crisp sound of the collision was extremely pleasant, as if two magic weapons were fighting in the air. However, everyone could see that the crimson stone thorns were constantly piercing Xuanye's magic power protection, making a jingling sound.

Xuan Ye's magic power was consumed wildly, and his actions were restrained, which caused great anger.

"Junior, what can I do with such a low Taoist technique as ground stabbing? "I roared angrily, and Xuanye rose from the middle of the stone stabbing.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Chen's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared quickly above Xuan Ye's head. Such speed really made the heads of the seven immortal sects slightly change their expression.

"Falling Technique~"

Boom ~

A huge mountain appeared in the sky, with a heavy and chaotic state. A body turned into a mountain and pressed Xuanye hard to the ground.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

Xuan Ye retreated quickly in surprise, but could not escape the range of the mountains. In a moment, a huge deep pit appeared in Lingxiu Peak Square. After two figures disappeared for a while, Lu Chenpeng flew up from the ground with a sneer and stopped in the air.

"Xuanye, come out, I know you are not dead."

"Peng~"

Another loud noise, Xuanye flew out from the ground, and it seemed that he was not bad, but his neat bun had been beaten to loose and messy, and his white Taoist robe was stained with soil. The posture of the immortal spirit and Taoist bones had disappeared.

Not long after the brief confrontation, the two of them only dismantled several moves, but their momentum and strength were completely revealed in front of all the monks.

"Awesome, he can actually fight Xuan Ye face to face and still has the upper hand. Could it be that Lu Chen is already a mid-stage Jindan cultivation?"

"It must be, but he has only been practicing for so long, and it hasn't been for twenty years. How could he reach the middle stage of the Golden Pill?"

Ordinary monks may not be able to reach the Golden Elixir Avenue for a hundred years, let alone the extremely difficult state to enter from the early to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir.

Xuan Ye is no younger than the head teacher Xiang Ning. After two hundred years of cultivation, he is now caught off guard by a boy. It is really embarrassing.

As one of the seven immortal sects, the Qingjing Taoist of the Nine Lotus Holy Sect has been in charge of the Nine Lotus Holy Sect for nearly a hundred years. He has been in seclusion before. After leaving the seclusion, he has heard rumors for nearly twenty years. His understanding of Lu Chen is limited to the rumors in the East Province, and it is not true. In addition, Kong Ming and others concealed something because Lu Chen offended Guiyuan Sect, and the old man has always regarded Lu Chen as a small genius.

But now, it is definitely not a so-called genius when it appears before him. After twenty years of reaching this point, Lu Chen's value is obviously more precious than that of the best spiritual weapon. The Qingjing Taoist frowned and turned around and glared at the elders Kong Ming and other who had secretly used tricks in the Jiulian Sect to keep Lu Chen out. When looking back, he murmured: "This son could have been my Jiulian, but you ~hum~"

Halfway through his words, he was taken back by Taoist Qingjing, but this sentence had already shown his meaning. Behind him, Kongming was one of the initiators who had rejected Lu Chen from the Nine Lotus Saint Sect. He heard that Lu Chen offended Guiyuan Sect. He just wanted to make a move and opposed Lu Chen's entry. As a result, the Elder Hall, headed by the Great Elder Kong Zhen, rejected Kong Ji's proposal with all his might and deprived the power of the Kong Ji's secret realm.

Kong Ji glared at the few people, then looked helplessly at Nan Xingchen, who also despised the elders. Both masters and disciples sighed deeply.

It was just a mistake that the Nine Lotus Holy Sect lost an outstanding talent. Just imagine that if Lu Chen really joined the Nine Lotus Holy Sect, there might not have been any Qianyu Sect destroyed, and it might have blocked the Xuankong of Guiyuan Sect for Lu Chen and allowed Lu Chen to practice for a hundred years. After a hundred years, it would not be a problem for Lu Chen to enter the realm of Nascent Soul. At that time, the Nine Lotus Holy Sect has two great Nascent Soul masters, and the title of No. 1 in Dongzhou is still not easy to win.

One son was wrong and lost. The Qingjing Zhenren was right to scold him, while Kong Zhen and others all lowered their heads in shame, and their old faces were red.

At the top of Lingxiu Peak, Lu Chen looked at Xuan Ye contemptuously. The temptation before was over. In his eyes, Xuan Ye's strength was not much more skillful than Han Pu. Although the other party had not taken out the magic weapon, it was not difficult to deal with him.

"Xuan Ye." After looking at it for a while, Lu Chen suddenly said, "If you are only a good deal, you'd better get back. You're no match."

“Wow~”

When Lu Chen heard the bold words, the audience changed color. However, at this time, the contempt for Lu Chen had just subsided, and no one would doubt Lu Chen's strength again.

Twenty years, reaching the strength of the middle stage of the Golden Pill, what a talent this is.

Lin Mo'er clenched his fists hard, and the feeling of depression that had been held in his heart for a long time became even heavier: It was still the master's eyes that were as sharp as a torch. This kid is indeed not simple. It only took him to retreat for ten (6) years to reach this level. It's so terrifying.

Sun Cheng and Liang Yu glanced at each other, remembering what happened in the Immortal Alliance City, he secretly regretted Lin Moer's help: Maybe Lin Moer was not so strong at the time, maybe Lu Chen would become a member of the Immortal Alliance. The most important thing is that his talent is so perverted. So how far has his skill in refining weapons reached over the years?

Just when Sun Cheng was secretly regretting, Xuanye rose up in anger, and a cloud of smoke emerged from his head, and in a moment it condensed into a small golden tower.

As soon as this treasure came out, the audience was shocked and changed color again.

The Golden Crow Tower is a middle-grade magic weapon, Xuanye's natal magic weapon, which was sacrificially nourished in the Purple Palace of the Sea of ​​Consciousness for hundreds of years. At this time, the flowing light bloomed and was colorful. As soon as this treasure came out, a powerful pressure immediately swept across the top of Lingxiu Peak.

When Lu Chen saw this, his face remained unchanged. With contempt, he gently shook his sleeves of robe, and a five-color flying sword wrapped in black flames roared out.

The golden umbrella tower was originally thick and heavy with its golden light, and its mighty power, but when the black fire appeared, the calm little tower suddenly buzzed with fear, as if it was afraid of the five flying swords, and it was trembling uncontrollably.

Others may not know the reason, but on the side of Xingchen Pavilion, the Minshan layman who had never changed his expression suddenly changed: "The fire of military refining?"
Chapter completed!