280 A brilliant light

The Lingxiu Mountains where the sky peaks were destroyed, countless huge forest locks penetrated straight into the sky, and thick clouds rolled in, blocking thousands of rays of rays of rays outside the sky. The sound of wind roaring violently in the space, as if it was a sound.

The beast roars, intimidating.

The Fengyun Lock Immortal Formation, with the Eighteen Heavenly Peak Stone Column, countless black cloud locks were formed in an instant. Under the formation, all the cultivators' strength was reduced by half. Coupled with the suppression of Wang Tong's boundless magic power, thousands of cultivators were cultivating.

It's difficult to even look up.

Wang Tong's words revealed the ultimate goal of Xiang Ning Xianshou. They did not expect that this would be an unprecedented grand banquet in Hongmen, Dongzhou. It turned out that Guiyuan Sect had already established this idea, and his purpose was already blurted out.

out.

"Wang Tong, do you want to dominate Dongzhou?" Lin Mo'er's pale face was like a withered lotus, and a strange bloodline flowed from the corners of her slightly white lips.

The six masters were originally in awe of Wang Tongji, but the changes suddenly arose, and the masters were also looking at the ruthless old man indignation.

Facing Lin Mo'er's quasi-punch, Wang Tong ignored it at all. His eyes were staring at Lu Chen, who could still sit cross-legged on the clouds of the black evil. His eyes were clear and faintly shining.

On the clouds of Wusha, Lu Chen gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged, and his body was covered in blood and turned it into a demon star demon. Aside Lu Chen, a transparent small tower emitting blazing flames tightly enveloped him, and it was sealed.

The power of the cloud lock immortal formation was completely blocked. His body was surrounded by a black dragon. Although the black dragon was so powerful, he still had obvious fear of the two cold lights glaring at him not far away.

"The best magic weapon?" Wang Tong said in surprise. The rising flames of the fiery red tower were reflected in Wang Tong's sight, arousing even stronger greed: "The lucky boy is actually carrying the Great Yan Immortal Art, and has the best quality.

No wonder even my disciples are not your opponent. Who are you?"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Tong, feeling that there was a wave of evil fire in his body burning violently, which was a sign that the black evil heart fire protected his master on its own. Even so, he still could not faintly transmit the magic circle above his head.

All the pressure was relieved. He looked at Wang Tong, and knew that this person was too strong, so he grinned and said, "Master Dao is the black and white impermanent of the underworld. He is here to seek his life and attract souls."

The Xin surname was firm, and the great revenge of the family made Lu Chen unable to lower his arrogant head. This time, he said tit-for-tat and jokingly, even the people around him could not help but change their qualities.

"This kid is so bold that he dares to say such things to Wang Tong."

Wang Tong stared at Lu Chen, and an indescribable grin appeared on his face: "Boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, just with your words just now, I can make your soul return to the underworld with just one finger. Humph, but now

I will give you a chance to hand over the Great Yan Immortal Art, be willing to convince me and become a blood slave. I can consider saving your life."

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone understood why Wang Tong saw that Guiyuan Sect was destroyed by Lu Chen just now, but he did not immediately kill him. It turned out that his purpose was the Great Yan Immortal Art.

Wang Tong also participated in the battle between the east and west states hundreds of years ago. At that time, he was just a small monk. He saw the power of the Dayan Immortal Art with his own eyes. All the masters of the east and west states died, which made the two.

The talent in the state cultivation world has withered. Wang Tong is one of the only ones who have survived. He has been practicing for hundreds of years. Although he has not left his home, he has been sending people to find the whereabouts of the Dayan Immortal Art. Xiang Ning has received news before, and he is just right.

He caught up with Wang Tong's retreat, so he didn't know. He never expected that when Xiang Ning originally wanted to surprise himself, he caused such a big disaster for Guiyuan Sect.

However, the matter has passed, and the tragic death of tens of thousands of disciples of Guiyuan Sect is still not as good as a volume of immortal scriptures in Wang Tong's eyes. He still focuses on the eyes. How important is the Great Yan Immortal Art? He believes that Lu Chen will not carry it with him.

As a result, it is possible that he would destroy it in front of him in anger and slap it apart. So he did not take action, but gave Lu Chen a chance, and at the same time he also gave himself a chance to try to capture him.

Of course Lu Chen would not just do it. Seeing the hands hidden in the sleeves of the robe, Lu Chen smiled slightly and said, "Wang Tong, do you want the Great Yan Immortal Art? Lu advises you not to act rashly, because the Great Yan Immortal Art,

There was only one volume, which was in Lu's mind." Lu Chen said, pointing his forehead with his finger, and the joke was unconcealed.

Wang Tongqi laughed back and snorted: "A bold boy, use the Great Yan Immortal Art to threaten me. I have hundreds of ways to let you tell the secret of the Great Yan Immortal Art. I give you this opportunity, so I don't want to waste it.

A unique material. Become a blood slave of my husband and surrender forever, and you can still survive."

Indeed, it is not surprising that Wang Tong has this intention. The monks have just seen the battle between Lu Chen and Xiang Ning. He has already practiced the Great Yan Immortal Art on his body. If he gets such an arm, it would be like an extra one.

A powerful helper.

Lu Chen naturally would not agree.

What is a blood slave? Lu Chen is more clear than anyone else. He loses his sense of autonomy and finally obeys others. If the master is kind-hearted, he may be more free; if the master is so harsh, how can he have a good time?

I said, who wants to be someone else's minions and hawks for the rest of his life, and is called and drunk, and is like a lackey.

Become a blood slave.

It's better to die.

Besides, his current situation is less than a beat or two, Lu Chen looked at the surrounding situation and saw countless monks kneeling down. His eyes turned and thought, "Wang Tong, you have spent it."

With such a big thought, are you afraid to dominate Dongzhou?"

"Scared?" Wang Tongsa smiled and said, "I have been in seclusion for 139 years and finally got what I want. I have reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Looking at Dongzhou, who can match me? Let me tell you the truth, now

The sky put down this cloud-scavity formation to make you surrender to Guiyuan Sect.”

"I think it's you who are arrogant, right?" Lu Chen took the conversation and blinked and said, "Do you think you are the only master of Nascent Soul in Dongzhou, and the six immortal sects and immortal alliances are all vegetarians?"

The feelings of the people in this sentence were stirred up, and the hearts of the six immortal sects ignited a fire of hope. The six masters also remembered that they had just sent a message to the ancestors in the sect, and they must have arrived soon.

Unexpectedly, Wang Tong had no intention of fear at all, but instead smiled deceitfully: "I dare to set up a formation here and tie you up, just to kill all the six immortal sects, otherwise why would you have to be so troublesome?"

"Tsk, your tone is quite strong." Lu Chen smiled contemptuously, suddenly raised his head, pointed to Wang Tong's head, and said, "You can take a look at it yourself."

Wang Tong was slightly stunned and suddenly raised his head, but the result was ~

There was nothing unusual in the air.

Wang Tong was shocked and turned his head. After a while, Lu Chen had a double-sided mirror shining with light.

"Hehe~" Lu Chen smiled and threw the mirror in his hand high above his head. Suddenly, a blue and white light shone from the mirror and fell on Lu Chen's head.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Tong secretly called out a secretly, and stretched out his hand and a big palm shadow descended from the horizon, and he wanted to capture Lu Chen. But who expected that it was too late at this time, and the blue and white light emitted by the mirror instantly spread across Lu Chen.

Wrapped up, and then in front of Lu Chen, the space seemed to tear a deep hole, and there was a strong spiritual energy gushing out.

Lu Chen quickly stood up, stepped in, and gave Wang Tong a provocative look before leaving, and said, "Old man, Master Dao will not play with you anymore, goodbye."

"The mysterious light shines for three hundred miles."

Lu Chen was filled with contemptuous laughter echoed in the space, and the crack in the space disappeared without a trace as it left. No matter how fast Wang Tong's big hand was, he was still empty. After scanning again, there was no trace of Lu Chen's shadow.

However, the moment the white light flashed, Wang Tong's expression, which had not changed for hundreds of years, suddenly lost his calmness.

"Is it a spiritual weapon? Fengniu, follow me to chase Yunjian, chase~"
Chapter completed!