In the Big Seven Hehe Tianmen Formation, the Black Horned Demon King roared at the top of his throat, bringing everyone's hearts to the bottom of the cold valley.

Out of body stage!

On the barren land of the Xianling Continent, the status it represents is a god. From ancient times to the present, at least the masters outside the Great Seven He Heavenly Gate Formation have never seen such a person's skills. Although the Black Horned Demon King, who has the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, cannot be called the best blood race among the demons, he is still a transcendent existence in the Nascent Soul realm. He can make him swear by his throat. Obviously, he is suffering from the torture of a certain master in the Great Seven He Heavenly Gate Formation.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

There were loud noises, like thousands of horses galloping. The strange sparks in the void were shining like firecrackers. Every flash would make the masters who stopped and watched from a distance trembled.

"How could a master in the out-of-body stage appear?" Gu Lan's hands behind her back were trembling inexplicably, and her voice was a little trembling.

This shocking change was that Master Fang Shi, who had been changing all the time, glaring his slightly narrowed eyes to the point of roundness. His shaking right hand could not control the golden ring hanging on the Golden Light Zen Staff made crisp sounds one after another.

"It can't be the out-of-body stage." Lu Chen's black eyes beating with a hint of doubt. Perhaps he was the calmest person in the scene, still sitting on the ground and breathing cross-legged. When he stopped at this moment, he was just a little scared, but he would not panic.

Lu Chen pressed his hand against his chin and looked meditative. He listened to the continuous shouts of the Black Horned Demon King from the center of the formation.

"I dare to stop me, and I will die even if I leave the body."

"Boom~"

"I'm going to kill you~aaa~"

Lu Chen stared for a while, his round eyes suddenly converged to the extreme, and he was thinking about the strangeness of the Big Seven He Tianmen Formation.

"Huh?" Lu Chen exclaimed in surprise, pulling the eyes of Long Yan and others. He murmured: "No, there is a large array in ancient times, connecting the sky and the earth, and the spiritual energy is blocked from the outside world. Both the sound and the aura are closed by the formation and must not be leaked. This big seven-member Tianmen Formation can actually let us hear the sound inside. It's weird, it's really weird."

"Well." Long Yan also noticed this point, and was surprised and lowered his head and pondered: "Is it because the Lord of Magic Mirror City Sima Lie did this on purpose?"

"It's possible." Lu Chen nodded, and a strange gaze flashed with a hint of awakening: "Han Hao entered the formation, his opponent was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, his strength was higher than him; Yuan Meng entered the formation, he was also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his level was higher than his level; when Black Point entered, his opponent suddenly became the out-of-body stage, but he had one thing in common. He was also higher than his level. Could it be..."

Lu Chen looked at the few people left around him, and Long Yan suddenly flashed in Gu Lan's eyes.

"You mean, this formation is not the so-called Great Seven-Heavy Heavenly Gate Formation? Is it an illusion?" Gu Lan observed Lu Chen in front of his eyes for the first time. In his eyes, Lu Chen was just a lucky late-stage master of the Golden Pill...

"It's too early to say the illusion. If you guess correctly, there must be a master in the formation. Whenever you encounter an opponent, you will take out a level higher than the one who breaks the formation to test it." Lu Chen said with an analysis.

The ancestor of Netherworld thought for a while and rejected: "Impossible. I know Yuan Meng's strength best. Although he is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he is definitely not weaker than a mid-stage Nascent Soul master. He can fight with me and others for a while. How could the other party be so arbitrary?"

"You also said that although he is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul." Lu Chen smiled evilly, revealing two rows of bright white teeth, spreading his hands and said, "The realm is all defined as the realm. It is hard to guarantee that the other party is not determined by the realm, otherwise, ancestor, do you think Yuan Meng passed it too simply?"

"Hiss~"

After Lu Chen reminded him, everyone immediately realized it and thought about it carefully, it was indeed the case.

Yuan Meng's realm is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but as a descendant of the Silver Mane Great Ape King, his body is extremely strong and his strength is amazing enough to compete with late-stage Nascent Soul masters. If the formation is determined by the realm and is only one level higher than the formation leader, it will be easy for Yuan Meng to win.

But Han Hao was different. He was just an ordinary early-stage master of Nascent Soul. He had no good magic weapons or too powerful immortal skills. He was the first to break into the formation and was defeated by a mid-stage master of Nascent Soul without any defense. It was naturally reasonable.

"If this is the case? Then how else can you break through?" Wang Tong frowned unhappily.

Lu Chen didn't even look at him and said to himself: "Senior Sima's test is indeed difficult, but since this rule has been set, there will definitely be a possibility of passing it. Han Hao just didn't pay attention, let's take a look. If the Black Horned Demon King finds some clues, he will definitely defeat the master of the Out-of-body stage."

Lu Chen used the word "definite", which seemed a bit arbitrary. Long Yan and Gu Lan still had a hint of doubt, but the ancestor of Netherworld would not agree with it. As for Wang Tong, he even gave Lu Chen a contemptuous look.

"Hmph, Lu Chen, how long have you been practicing? Don't make a conclusion easily. Could it be that you want to mislead me?" Wang Tong said coldly. He was still thinking about the Great Yan Immortal Art. Whenever he looked at Lu Chen, his eyes would unnaturally reveal a greedy murderous intent.

"You'll know just look."

Anyway, he couldn't get out when he got here, so Lu Chen was fearless. As for Wang Tong, he was even more afraid. If he really fought, he might win and lose.

Lu Chen's mouth curled and he stood there and became silent.

It seemed that Lu Chen's words were confirmed, but after a few people analyzed it, the void ahead suddenly became twisted. Everyone felt a figure swaying out of thin air. When it disappeared again, the battle was over.

"Black Horned Demon King, pass."

“Wow~”

The Nine Lotus Holy Sect Taoist Wu Hua, the Star Pavilion Daoye Zhenren, the Demon King Long Yan of the Great Demon King, Gu Lan, the late-stage master of the Taoist Sect, Chen Qu, the Evil Wind Blood Sword, and the Netherworld Ancestor and Wang Tong, who almost didn't want to believe this was the truth, all looked at Lu Chen in shock.

"Damn, this kid actually guessed it right." The ancestor of Netherworld and Wang Tong threw a vicious look at Lu Chen at the same time.

Long Yan smiled and picked his thumbs up at Lu Chen and said, "My friend Lu, it's really amazing."

"Hey, Cheng Rang." Lu Chen smiled happily and clasped his fists for a week.

What made Lu Chen happy was not Long Yan's praise and everyone's horrified eyes. He had been thinking about everything about the Magic Mirror City before, and introduced it from the evil demons, focusing on the issue of the Xin surname for a long time, especially when the three words "out-of-body stage" shouted by the Black Horn Demon King in the formation made him even more sure that this was a game, a scam that cheated his father.
Chapter completed!