The scene became full of murderous intent. After the words of the ancestor of Netherworld, the monks in Xizhou all felt the chill in the sky even more bitterly.

"What? Don't want to?"

Seeing that everyone was not moving, the old ancestor of Netherworld smiled and suddenly felt a trace of hideousness.

"Swoosh~swoosh~"

"Ah~" Without any signs, a gray color suddenly appeared among the crowd, and screams kept ringing.

This gray light took away more than ten late-stage masters of the Golden Pill in the blink of an eye. Blood spurted out from the neck along the body separated from the head, as if more than a dozen blood springs were sprayed out more than one meter high. In an instant, the ice-clear ice floor was dyed blood red.

He killed him as soon as he said he was a master of Jindan as an ant. The methods of the ancestor Netherworld cannot be called cruel, and he simply has no surname.

"Haha~" A trace of excitement flashed through the bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes of the Black Horned Demon King, and he shouted: "Okay, what a hot living blood, don't waste it."

As he spoke, seven sharp corners above the Black Horned Demon King's head were strangely spurting out seven black mists, swirling towards more than a dozen blood springs. The black mist wrapped the blood springs and kneaded them into a blood ball with a diameter of about one meter, and slowly floated to him. The Black Horned Demon King's dark eyes suddenly burst out with a ray of light, and the blood ball suddenly turned into pure blood particles. He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood ball. Then, everyone was shocked to find that the bloody smell on the Black Horned Demon King's body had doubled by as much as possible.

The two masters cruelly killed more than a dozen late-stage masters of the Golden Pill without even blinking their eyes, which really made people shudder.

On the side of the monks in Xizhou, more than 20 early-stage masters of the Nascent Soul stage, led by Lu Chen and Chen Qu, suddenly turned cold. Lu Chen looked at the dozen headless corpses, including Bai Qingxi's. Apart from the seven people in the Blood Sword Sect who had left, there were only Jin Xiu, the golden puppet.

Lu Chen frowned and clenched his fists unnaturally. These were all elites from the Blood Sword Sect. Now that six of them died in one go, Lu Chen was naturally extremely resentful. But he knew that he was no match for the Netherworld Ancestor, so he forced himself to do nothing.

The ancestor of Netherworld licked his lips, waved his big hand, and more than a dozen golden elixirs were sent into his mouth. Yin Xie's eyes became even brighter. He stared at everyone and suddenly pointed at Han Hao and said, "You, starting from you, all the early stages of the Nascent Soul Power Jade Slips to the ancestor, I will spare you all the deaths of the ancestor."

As soon as this said, everyone dared not disobey. Han Hao was frightened and pulled out a trace of his soul power and injected it into the jade slip. He respectfully submitted it, followed by Mo Fang, Lian Xin, Wu Shu, Long Tianqi... and so on.

When the monks in Dongzhou saw Han Hao and others hand over their soul power jade slips one by one, they immediately sneered.

When it comes to Lu Chen, the ancestor of Netherworld clicked him and snorted: "Boy, it's your place."

Lu Chen naturally refused to hand over it. Before he could speak, Yuan Meng walked up from the side and stared at the ancestor of Netherworld and said, "Youming, this is my brother Yuan Meng, he can't count it."

The ancestor of Netherworld was slightly stunned, and then his divine consciousness spread over, and suddenly smiled and said, "So it's a junior in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Forget it, I don't need such a low-level person as a subordinate. Let it go."

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, Han Hao and others looked at Lu Chen, and were jealous: It would be great to know a divine beast as a brother. Alas~

But immediately afterwards, the ancestor of Netherworld looked at Ji Bao and Fan Yun and said, "Where are you two?"

Fan Yun and Manzhi stood at the same place at this time. After hearing this, he tightened his fist. He gritted his teeth and was about to take out the jade slip, but he heard Manzhi say, "No."

The ancestor of Netherworld was stunned and said unhappy: "Who are you? You dare to interfere with the ancestor's affairs."

"I...I..."

Manzhi only has the strength of the early stage of the Golden Pill. If Long Yan had not given him a magic weapon to defend himself, it would have been impossible to bring it in. Frightened by the shout of the Netherworld Ancestor, he looked at Long Yan weakly.

Long Yan didn't need to speak at all. Yuan Meng stood up again and snorted angrily: "Old Zamao, don't bully people too much. You dare to talk to my sister-in-law like this. Do you believe it or not, Yuan Meng will knock off your yellow teeth even if you die."

"Your sister-in-law?" Not only Youming was stunned at this moment, but even Gu Lan, Heijiao, and Master Fang Shi were stunned at the same time.

Youming looked at Long Yan with gritted teeth, then smiled and said impatiently: "Forget it, I'm unlucky, I'm a good old man, you're lucky, Miss, you can actually get the appreciation of the divine beast Five-clawed Golden Dragon and become his wife. Forget it, I don't want this girl's Jade Shop Ancestor."

Manzhi and Fan Yun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the two even gave a grateful look to Long Yan, who had not spoken and had always smiled.

The divine beast, the five-clawed golden dragon, is only in the middle stage, and Wei Ming dares not offend him.

It was Ji Bao's turn next, and everyone knew that Ji Bao had a good relationship with Lu Chen. Wang Tong even stared at Lu Chen with a playful look and said to himself: "What should you do this time?"

"You..." Youming pointed Ji Bao, and before he could say anything, Lu Chen suddenly waved his hand and said, "Wait~"

"Who is it?" Finally, the ancestor of Netherworld got angry. He was stopped again and again, even the Bodhisattva would be smoked by the seven orifices of his alive.

"Boy, what are you doing?" The ancestor of Netherworld glared at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's eyes turned up and came forward without saying a word. He reached out to pick Ji Bao. Chen Qu and the others pulled him behind him and smiled and said, "Senior Netherworld, you have a lot of them. One of these two is the elders of the boy and the other is the elder brother of the boy. Hehe, senior, you should give up your hands and let them go. Anyway, you are more powerful than the sky, and you are not inferior to the two of them. You are right."

Lu Chen smiled, his flattering expression was revealed. The ancestor of Netherworld looked at Lu Chen in a daze, but after a moment he grinned and said, "You guy is pretty good at flattering, but you just want me to let them go? Who do you think you are? Overestimate yourself. If you didn't know Yuan Meng, I would have killed you, and I would have dared to plead for others here. Quickly retreat to the side, otherwise I wouldn't give Yuan Meng any face."

"There is no oil or salt~" Lu Chen thought secretly, his face immediately became gloomy, and an astonishing murderous intent spread from his body.

The way of evil spirits is called evil spirits. Although Lu Chen is not as strong as Youming, the evil spirits accumulated by practicing with the evil spirits for many years are not comparable to ordinary people.

The murderous aura filled the air, and everyone present exclaimed in surprise. The murderous aura rose into the sky without control at all. Even the five masters were shocked when they saw it. Even though this feeling was very subtle, it still shocked the five late-stage masters of the Nascent Soul stage, including Youming, to be shocked.

Seeing this, Ji Bao took a big step, his face turned gloomy and came to Lu Chen, feeling like he was fighting side by side with him, living and dying together. Then Fan Yun stood there, his three people stood there, his momentum rose, and his murderous intent was awesome.

Chen Qu didn't dare to do this, or he had experienced hundreds of years and had seen all the cruelty of the cultivation world, but he did not escape from the fear of being shocked by the masters. He was not like the three young men in Lu Chen, who knew that the other party was strong, but he dared to look at him even though he knew that the other party was strong.

"Hehe~" The ancestor of Netherworld laughed furiously when he saw this: "Ancestor, I haven't been born for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that there are so many brave people in the fairy world. Juniors, since you want to die, I don't mind having a few more living souls under my command. Death..."

The ghost of the Netherworld Ancestor screamed, swung his long sleeves, and danced with two balls of gray fog. The two balls of gray fog were faintly mixed with dark green fog. Han Hao and others could tell at a glance that it was a violent corpse poison. Their expressions changed drastically.

"Dare to bully me, Yuan Meng's brother." Yuan Meng was furious when he saw it. He stretched out his big hand and a thick and long dark iron rod appeared in his hand. He jumped up and jumped in front of Lu Chen and shouted: "Old Zamao, let me meet you."

Seeing that the two masters were about to fight, Long Yan naturally couldn't sit still and watch. He frowned, and he was confident and shouted, "Stop..."

Everyone looked at Long Yan, and the ancestor of Netherworld said angrily: "Long Yan, do you care about this?"

Long Yan glanced at Man Zhi with a longing look, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart and walked up to him, saying softly: "Old ancestor, just sell it to Long for a favor. I will protect these people."

"you……"

"Infinite Buddha~" The ancestor of the Netherworld was still waiting to speak, but the old monk Fang Shi said, "Fellow Taoist in the Netherworld, let's forgive others when you have to. Fellow Taoist already has so many servants, so there is no need to care about the few friends."

"Shut up, monk, I didn't let you be a peacemaker." Youming roared.

Gu Lan and Heijiao stood aside, watching everything, without saying anything, with a gloating expression on their faces.

Long Yan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Let's do this, after entering the Magic Mirror City, if you get a spiritual weapon, my Long Yan's share, the ancestor can take one as a reward for redeeming these people's freedom. What do you think?"

"What?" Heijiao and others were surprised when they heard this.

Lu Chen and others couldn't help but look at Long Yan in shock (7).

The spiritual weapon is a rare treasure with no market value. Each piece is enough to make the Nascent Soul crazy for the same hand in the late stage. Long Yan gave it as soon as he said it, so proud that it was shocking.

Lu Chen knew that Long Yan was willing to make such a big concession, it was not his business at all. He saved him and others just because of Man Zhi's face. From this point of view, he really had a deep affection for Man Zhi.

Such a person is definitely worthy of close friendship. Lu Chen nodded secretly. Obviously, he was not afraid of the Netherworld Ancestor, but he knew that it was impossible for him to defeat the other party. If he fought with all his strength, the situation that was most likely to happen in the end was that he died and the Netherworld Ancestor was seriously injured.

In contrast, it is worth it to solve the problem without any effort, even if you owe a favor.

You can repay favors slowly, and your life is gone, and nothing is gone.

The Netherworld Ancestor obviously did not expect Long Yan to value Lu Chen so much. When he thought of the spiritual weapon, he immediately put away his murderous aura and laughed: "Since fellow Daoist Long Yan said that, how could the ancestor refuse? Forget it, juniors, you are lucky. Humph~"

Long Yan's promise, just like his identity, was not worried that he would regret it.

Han Hao and others around him looked at Lu Chen, and their eyes were filled with fiery eyes.

After Chen Qu looked at Lu Chen in a daze for a moment, he shook his head helplessly and said in a message: "Boy, I owe you a life." At this moment, the old man really won't blame Lu Chen anymore.

And at this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly came from somewhere in the distance, as if it was a war drum coming from the army.

Gu Lan's expression turned cold and immediately shouted: "Wang Tong, take your people with me, Xuehong Sword."

Swish ~

As soon as he finished speaking, a pale sword light shot away from afar.
Chapter completed!