In the late night with stars like sand trays, the strong smell of blood mixed with heavy murderous aura echoed in the night wind.

Luo Xingyan, who had escaped for three days with his body, finally saw a long-awaited dawn. When he raised his head slightly, the handsome and handsome Luo Xingyan could not suppress the sadness in his heart and burst into tears.

"Old Wu!"

Luo Xingyan crawled on the ground, and the blood marks on his body that were thorny had not healed yet, and the pain still existed, but it obviously faded a lot at the moment when Lu Chen appeared.

"Lao Wu." After wiped his tears, Luo Xingyan's eyes looked quite sad: "It's been a long time since I saw you alive, it's great."

"Boss." Lu Chen also burst into tears. He bent over and slowly helped Luo Xingyan up. After looking at him, he reached out to lift the restrictions on Luo Xingyan one by one: "Boss, how are you?"

"I can't die. I remember what my uncle and the second uncle said before he died. One day, he would carry Wang Tong's head to pay tribute to the more than 1,300 spiritual spirits in the sky in the Medicine King's Mansion."

When he said this, Luo Xingyan held his hands unnaturally, and his resentment and anger quickly intertwined.

Lu Chen patted Luo Xingyan's shoulder heavily and said, "Boss, don't worry, we will definitely be able to kill Wang Tong."

"Yeah." Luo Xingyan nodded, looked at the huge stone tablet with a heavy aura behind Lu Chen, and said in surprise: "Lao Wu, is this the immortal weapon?"

Lu Chen looked back and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "That's right, with it, it's hard for Tu Wei to catch us. This is a magic weapon for space."

"Space magic weapon?" Luo Xingyan took a deep breath and said in surprise: "No wonder, there are very few space magic weapons in it, but it is actually an immortal weapon. No wonder Tu Wei was looking for you like crazy."

"Swoosh~"

“Here…”

While the two were talking, fires suddenly soared into the sky in the woods, and blazing lights and shadows emerged from all directions, approaching the two at an extremely fast speed.

In a moment, the forest was surrounded by hundreds of cultivators. Most of these cultivators were disciples of Guiyuan Sect, Jiulian Holy Sect, Xingchen Pavilion, and most of the female cultivators from Daxue Mountain, Tianji Sect and even Langya Blessing Land. Tu Wei spent less than a year to unify the cultivation world of Dongzhou, and all cultivators, regardless of their size, had become his army. Among these cultivation, more than two levels were masters of the Jindan realm.

"Haha, I'm really searching for everything without any effort. Lu Chen, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. Even if you know you will die, you will come and save me."

An arrogant figure emerged out of thin air, and Xixi in white clothes was undoubtedly Wang Tong.

Beside Wang Tong, the other two Lu Chen knew each other, who were Taoist Wu Hua, the Nine Lotus Holy Sect, and Taoist Ye of Xingchen Pavilion.

Three cultivators, one in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, two in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, followed by dozens of late stages of the Golden Pill, and thousands of cultivators with uneven strength. Such a huge army of cultivators surrounded the woods in the blink of an eye.

The protective energy of thousands of monks immediately shone the gray woods at night like daylight. Everyone saw a giant stone tablet several feet high behind Lu Chen at almost the same time.

"Is this an immortal weapon?" Wang Tong's eyes shone, and Wu Hua and Daoye were also shining with divine light.

Immortal weapon!

It only belongs to the legendary vocabulary, full of amazing magic, attracting everyone's eyes.

Luo Xingyan looked at Wang Tong, and his eyes seemed to be spitting out of fire. He gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Old man Wang Tong, kill me, the whole family of the Medicine King's Mansion, I, Luo Xingyan, and I, are irreconcilable."

"Just you? Do you think you are qualified to say this to me?" Wang Tong reluctantly retracted his eyes, and didn't even look at Luo Xingyan. He immediately stared at Lu Chen and smiled sinisterly: "Lu Chen, Lord Tu is destined, let me take you back. Now you can surrender."

"The defeated general under his command." Lu Chen curled his lips and joked: "Wang Tong, do you think that Master Dao didn't beat you enough when he was in the Shura Demon Sea, and now his skin is itchy again."

"you?"

Wang Tong was angry when he heard this. In the Battle of Shura Demon Sea, Wang Tong regarded it as a great shame in his life. He never expected that Lu Chen, who was only in the late stage of the Golden Pill, could defeat him in a terrible defeat. Although Lu Chen did not have the ability to kill his life in the end, his miserable defeat was a fact that everyone present saw it.

Hearing this sentence, thinking of the elusive and mysterious Haokong Hammer in Lu Chen's hand, Wu Hua and Daoye couldn't help but shudder.

Wu Hua approached Wang Tong and whispered: "Brother Wang, Lu Chen is not weak at all. In addition, he still has immortal weapons in his hands. I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep him. Why not, please ask Lord Tu for help quickly."

"Shut up." Wang Tong angrily rebuked: "Idiot, please help from Lord Tu, what contribution can we have? If we catch Lu Chen with our own strength, we will naturally be appreciated by the Lord after we go back. I don't believe that no matter how powerful Lu Chen is, he can still withstand the siege of more than thousands of us monks. Come and form a formation, and this thug will be taken down by me."

Wang Tong shouted violently, and thousands of monks immediately surrounded Lu Chen.

Lu Chen sneered at the army of monks surrounding him. A strong murderous aura soared into the sky. His eyes suddenly became ferocious, and two cold lights shot out directly, like a sharp sword that was captivating.

"It's you guys who slaughtered the entire Yaowang Mansion. Hehe, okay, Master Dao will collect some interest today."

While speaking, Lu Chen suddenly turned his head and held Luo Xingyan with a palm and said, "Brother, you can watch among the immortal jade tiles."

Luo Xingyan nodded. He also knew that with his current situation, he would not only not be able to help Lu Chen, but would also become a burden to him. Without resisting, he was wrapped in a ball of black light in Lu Chen's hand and sent into the immortal jade tiles.

"What are you waiting for? Take action." Wang Tong urged, and thousands of monks rushed towards Lu Chen like a tide.

"Kill~"

As he shouted, the roared sounded soared into the sky, countless magic weapons and magic weapons appeared in the sky above the woods, rushing towards Lu Chen overwhelmingly.

Lu Chen smiled slightly, and two cold lights suddenly flashed in his eyes. The third-grade black evil heart fire quickly showed elite armor on his body.

As soon as the evil armor came out, the boundless black fire rose up in the sky. The countless magic weapons and magic weapons were all middle and lower grades, and they simply resisted the burning of the fire of refining. Before they reached Lu Chen's side, they were immediately burned into ashes by the flames rising from the sky. However, during this process, Lu Chen did not move.

"What?"

Thousands of monks were stunned at the same time, and a vague premonition suddenly arose in their hearts.

At this moment, Lu Chen moved...

Although Lu Chen only practiced in the Immortal Jade Tile for a few days, he had already realized the essence of the Great Yan Immortal Art. Now his use of evil spirits is far more powerful than in the Shura Demon Sea.

The meridians are like tributaries of countless rivers, and the essence of evil spirits and magic power flows. During the operation of the Immortal Art, Lu Chen pinched the finger technique with one hand, the Hundred Ghosts Soul Transformation Technique combined with the supreme sword intent of the Evil Wind Blood Sword to launch a dragon-shaped sword.

The sword shadow galloped, dozens of heads were thrown high, and the strong smell of blood filled the entire forest. At the moment when the blood light soared into the sky, everyone saw that the dragon-shaped curved sword transformed from one to two to four at a strange speed... In the blink of an eye, the entire forest was filled with thin light curved swords with blood.

"Blood dances with evil wind."

A shrill cry was like a deadly roar from the depths of Jiuyou. The countless blood swords Lu Chen suddenly burst out with strange blood flowers.

"Puff~puff~puff~puff~"

As soon as the supreme sword technique was released, thousands of cultivators who had not reached the level of Golden Pill were shot by the blood sword and were covered with holes, and countless broken limbs flew everywhere. At this moment, the earth was stained with blood and a rich deep red.

Lu Chen, in the late stage of the Golden Pill, fully compressed the magic power in the Golden Pill, keeping himself away from the bottleneck of becoming an infant. Not only did he not lose his strength, he was stronger than before. He seemed to have reached the terrible level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

A middle-stage Nascent Soul master is enough to wipe out tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment cultivators in a wave of his hand.

One fifth of the monks on Wang Tong's side died in the blink of an eye.

Luo Xingyan, who was in the Immortal Jade Tile, saw this scene and his pupils closed. Only now did he know why even his great-grandfather Luo Yi was very afraid of Lu Chen. How long has Lu Chen reached such an amazing state?

"Old Wu." Luo Xingyan clenched his fists hard: "Uncle, the second uncle is right. You are the only hope in the Fairy Continent. Kill them, kill these beasts."

"Kill~"

Deep in the woods of Tianyao Mountain, Lu Chen stood in the air, his eyes filled with resentment, and his smile seemed even more evil. Wu Hua, Daoye and a large number of Jindan masters were furious.

His eyes fell on Wang Tong, and Lu Chen took a step forward slowly. This step seemed dull, but there was a wave of fire sweeping across his feet, and the black wave of fire burned everything around him into ashes.

"Just relying on these ants, I want to block this Dao Master. Wang Tong, you are really getting back to life."

"Swoosh~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen refused to retreat but advanced, and rushed into the crowd like an evil tiger pounced into the wolf pack.

A large number of golden elixir masters fell in pieces like wheat after autumn. After blood and sword shadows passed by, the golden elixirs of monks fell into Lu Chen's Qiankun bag.

The massacre was a completely unilateral massacre. Lu Chen did not hold back, nor did he intend to hold back. These people killed the entire Yaowang Mansion, with the purpose of capturing Luo Xingyan alive and forcing him to appear. How could Lu Chen not be angry?

"Kill~Kill~"

"Puff...puff..."

The dense blood light poured down like the blood rain falling from the sky, carrying Lu Chen's extremely resentment, sweeping the forests of Tianyao Mountain indiscriminately.

Wu Hua and Daoye were so scared that they retreated repeatedly, and even the most basic desire to resist had dissipated. Wang Tong was even more unwilling to accept it: thinking about the other party was about to run away when he saw him. But now, Lu Chen's strength actually made him feel a little threat.

"No, never allow it." Wang Tong warned himself and roared, "Wu Hua, Daoye, let me kill this kid."

With a shout, Wang Tong left with his sword. Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword was pierced, he heard two crisp sounds of Dangdang.

Lu Chen did not hide or avoid, and only used his body to block Wang Tong's sword light. Two exquisite (8) black lights on his chest flashed in a flash. Lu Chen had already arrived in front of Wang Tong.

Without saying a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out. The hazy blood light blocked Wang Tong's vision in an instant. He didn't even have half a breath. A sword shadow directly passed through Wang Tong's chest, opening a very deep sword mark.

"Old man, compete with Master Dao's body, go and die."

"Boom~"

With the rage, Lu Chen raised his legs and kicked them out dozens of times. Wang Tong squirted out a large mouthful of blood and shot out.

The second level of the Earth Demon Rebellion Realm is four times the speed of practicing power, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the blood mist in the night surrounding it. The speed of this figure was so fast that it was impossible to capture its traces. People could only see blood bursting on Wang Tong's body, and screams were heard frequently.

Wu Hua and Daoye glanced at each other, their eyes showing fear at the same time, and then they hurriedly sacrificed the notes to send out.
Chapter completed!