Deep in the Shura Demon Sea, in the center of the original site of the Magic Mirror City, a huge underwater palace was opened. Nearly a hundred monks kept coming and going between the sea surface and the seabed, and a large number of spiritual stones emitting rich spiritual energy were sent to the bottom of the sea one by one.

In the middle of the underwater palace, a area with a diameter of about ten meters is surrounded by 108 stone tablets several meters high up nearby. The stone tablets are arranged according to certain rules, and each fast one has countless fine patterns piercing the sunken round holes. The patterns flow with a faint sky blue light, like the flowing lines of the meridians of the human body, delicate and complex.

The stone tablet is carved with complex talismans, with rich spiritual energy everywhere. These 108 stone tablets form a huge spiritual energy array.

Behind the magic circle, Tu Wei sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master, staring at the erected stone tablets with a cold expression. His torch-like wisdom was sensation of anxiety, as if he was waiting for something?

A moment later, a human body appeared beside Tu Wei out of thin air. It was his close follower, one of the two major guardians with the late Nascent Soul strength, the old man Zhu Yan.

"Young Master." Zhu Yan's face looked a little haggard, as it was because these days, they worked a lot for the seventh-level voice transmission array, and even saved the time for rest and meditation.

Seeing Zhu Yan return, Tu Wei felt a little happy and hurriedly asked: "Old Zhu, how is the level 7 sound transmission note set? How long does it take to talk to his father?"

Zhu Yan replied cautiously: "Young Master, good news. There was originally a five-level voice transmission array here, but it was already worn out. After the old servant and the Meng brothers, the magic array has been repaired most of the time. Although the distance of the fifth-level voice transmission array is short, it can also be transmitted from 80 billion miles away. Long Qianxing is about 150 billion miles away from this place. Through the fifth-level voice transmission array, we can save most of the time. According to the old servant's estimate, the seven-level voice transmission array can be completed within 20 years."

"Really?" Tu Wei stood up from the seat in surprise: "It will take fifty years to build a seven-level sound transmission array from scratch. You have saved most of the time for this young master. Zhu Yan, you have made an indelible contribution."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan subconsciously showed a hint of joy in his old face, and he immediately kowtowed and said, "Work for the young master, the old servant dare not slacken."

"Very good." Tu Wei nodded in approval.

At this time, Zhu Yan said worriedly: "However, young master, repairing the sound transmission array may cause signs of spiritual energy dissipation. Although this spiritual energy is not huge, it may not be stopped from appearing in the external fairyland, which may attract the snooping of those who are interested?"

The sound transmission array is a communication array commonly used by major cultivation planets in the Immortal Realm. It can be divided into levels up to ten levels and activated by top-grade spiritual crystals. The higher the formation cultivation, the higher the level, the wider the sound transmission range. It is precisely because of this that there are people proficient in formations among the major immortal sects in the Immortal Realm. For example, Zhu Yan, although his realm is only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, his strength is not very strong. However, Zhu Yan is definitely a person who can respect Tu Wei for his understanding of the formation.

Zhu Yan's concerns were unreasonable, and Tu Wei was not confused. He immediately nodded and said, "There are indeed several yellow-level stars near the Immortal Continent, including countless people who practice demons, demons, Buddhas, and ghosts, but whether they will notice that there is a small slave star here may not be necessary. For the sake of immortal weapons, even if it attracts masters from the external fairyland, they must try it. This is why I asked you to build a seventh-level voice transmission array immediately. I want to notify the sect of this matter, and I believe my father will send the masters to come."

When Zhu Yan heard this, he understood a little bit, and immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Gao Zhan is not noticed, and the old servant admires you."

Just then, the talisman on Tu Wei's waist suddenly shone, and he pulled out his spiritual sense and looked in. Tu Wei looked overjoyed: "Young Master Qi, Lu Chen appeared in Tianyao Mountain here, and his subordinates led their troops to go."

"Young Master, what happened?" Zhu Yan couldn't help asking when he saw Tu Wei suddenly became surprised.

He pinched the talisman in his hand hard, and Tu Wei laughed wildly, "I found it. Sure enough, Lu Chen appeared in Tianyao Mountain to save his righteous brother."

"That's great." Zhu Yan was also happy and said hurriedly: "The old servant would like to bring someone to take this person for the young master."

"No need, Qu Gui has already brought people there. There is a nine-combination Ice Yuan Sword Formation, Lu Chen can't fly..."

"Qu Gui?" Zhu Yan also laughed, feeling a hundred assured about Qu Gui.

The nine-combination Ice Yuan Sword Formation is the method of nine-person joint attacks he evolved from the Yubao Pavilion Array Classic of Tianshui Palace. This formation must be jointly performed by nine water spirit root cultivators, and led by a person with far greater strength than the other eight. Once the sword formation is unfolded, the mid-stage Nascent Soul master will be seriously injured in a moment and his strength will be greatly damaged.

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Yan shook his head with a smile and said to himself: "It's a waste to use the Jiuhe Ice Yuan Sword Formation against a kid in the late stage of the Golden Pill."

The two were laughing, Tu Wei was about to get up and rush to Tianyao Mountain when suddenly, the talisman lit up again, and this time, Tu Wei and Zhu Yan's talisman lit up at the same time.

The two of them were slightly stunned, and opened the sound transmission note and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Young Master, Lu Chen is too powerful, and his immortal weapon is a space immortal weapon with extremely strong defense. The subordinates~, the people they brought with them have suffered heavy casualties."

Seeing the news from Qu Gui, Tu Wei's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and his calm and handsome face was immediately covered with ferociousness. He waved his hand to sacrifice several spiritual talismans and disappeared from the spot...

"Meng brothers, go to Tianyao Mountain immediately to capture Lu Chen~"

...

In the deep woods, the fire that soared into the sky flashed like stars among the mountains in the hinterland of Tianyao Mountain. The cultivators' shouts and pain were intertwined into a piece. At some point, heavy rain fell, submerging the fire in an instant. The earth returned to chaos, but the miserable screams were louder and more thorough.

In the dark night, a ghost swept across the forest with a gust of fishy wind. As the sword light passed, it brought out a buzzing sound of wind, as if thousands of bees and butterflies were coming over the sky. And when the wind swept over, dozens of white bones and bloody corpses were added to the ground.

The ground thorns suddenly surged out of the ground in the forest, like sharp stone towers, and there were countless monks inserted into each stone thorn. Some monks had already died, while others looked at the ghost with even more terrifying struggle.

In the center of all the stone thorns, a huge black monument with concave tiles was deeply inserted into the soil. This strange-shaped monument once made countless people crazy, trying to possess and plunder... But now, no one dares to approach it within a hundred meters except that ghost.

"Crazy..."

Everyone was crazy. No one expected that the strength of a late-stage Jindan master who held the immortal weapon would be as terrifying as a servant. The strange stone tablet allowed Lu Chen to kill more than 2,000 cultivators in just a few incense sticks. Among them, there were countless masters in the Jindan realm, and even the early-stage Nascent Soul masters brought by Wu Hua, Daoye, and even the masters of the Foreign Immortal Realm did not escape this bad luck.

"Kill~"

With a clear purpose of killing, Lu Chen became a real demon. Under the surging of endless magic power, he drank the enemy's blood and harvested the enemy's life.

"Puff~"

A strange black shadow appeared again, and a monk opened his eyes unwillingly, but Lu Chen was not satisfied with his dying wish to ask him to look back at the enemy's face. He pulled out his Nascent Soul and disappeared directly from the spot.

Strange!

Surprisingly weird!

Qu Gui and Wang Tong leaned back against his back, their eyes full of vigilance. Looking around, they could not care about the so-called Nine-Combined Ice Yuan Sword Formation and the tragic death of their subordinates.

This battle was thrilling. Luo Xingyan, who was in the Immortal Jade Tile, kept applauding: "Kill, kill them."

"Swoosh~"

Lu Chen's figure appeared in the Immortal Jade Tile. He was full of murderous aura and suddenly with a happy smile appeared on his face.

"398 golden elixirs, 5 Yuanying." He weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand and waved his hand. A pile of golden elixirs piled far away on a small evil cloud. As for the flowing light throughout the body, the master Yuanying, who was like condensed fat, sat cross-legged in the horizon, lined up in a row.

Lu Chen sat down and looked towards the sky. In the battle just now, Lu Chen fully utilized his special surname with super defensive power, the magic weapon of immortals and jade tiles. The connection between his spiritual sense and immortal weapons made him achieve a much more terrifying combat power than that of the ghost sword Chen Qu at that moment.

Immersed in the cultivation again, Lu Chen kept recalling the condensation of the magic power of the two major golden elixirs when he massacred these more than 2,000 cultivators. Lu Chen found that the effect of compressing the golden elixir with the Great Yan Immortal Art was far more effective than absorbing several Nascent Soul masters. His combat power was stronger and his surname was stronger.

"This is the preciousness of the Great Yan Immortal Art. It has a golden elixir and magic power that is far stronger than ordinary people. Although it seems to have the same realm, its true strength is at least two levels different."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Chen stood up easily and passed through the concave (7) side of the Xianyi Jade Tile. The two looked at the corpses all over the ground and the frightened Qu Gui, and Wang Tong and the others smiled.

"Lao Wu. Why didn't you kill them?" Luo Xingyan clenched his fists in resentment.

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "They are not low in strength. It is impossible to take their surname for a while. I have noticed that there are several powerful auras coming here, and it seems that Tu Wei already knows what's going on here. Boss, come here, we will come back one day."

"Next time, I will definitely take his head with my own hands." The two raised their heads.

Lu Chen waved his sleeves and appeared outside the Immortal Jade Tile, staring at Wang Tong, Qu Gui, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Two, let's play here with you today. Tell Tu Wei that Lu just collected some interest today. He said he would definitely visit him in person. I hope you will take care of yourself, especially you, Wang Tong, haha~"

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he and Luo Xingyan entered the immortal jade tiles. The jade tiles that exuded a heavy aura rose into the sky, disappearing invisible and invisible.

Just as Lu Chen left, a group of four figures shot up, and the four of them looked surprisingly consistent, with a square face.

When the first person looked around the audience, two cold lights flashed out of his eyes. Looking at Wang Tong and Qu Gui who were shaking, he asked, "Where is the person?"

"Go~, go."

Wang Tong's lips were a little dry. He didn't want to recall everything that happened at all. He was also absent-minded when answering questions.

"Idiot." Just then, a loud voice like a bell rang out in the sky: "Meng Dong, Meng Nan, hold my measuring ruler and go north thirty miles north of this place to track down Lu Chen's figure."

“Yes~”
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