"kill!"

The monks of the Fairy Continent were bullied for twenty years, and finally burst out all the anger in this dynasty. The surging fire lights rose in the sky, as if they were dazzling and dazzling. The shouts of killing were shocking, and the raging winds swept up a thrilling craze in the southwest waters.

"kill!"

Lu Chen's slender fingers shot out two black lights. Luo Yi, Chen Qu, Ji Bao, Fan Yun and others waved magic weapons from the jade tile space and flew out immediately.

Tens of thousands to hundreds...

The huge gap makes up for the shortcomings in the realm...

All the cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Continent, all the masters in the Golden Pill Realm, formed magic seals, and talismans shot at the disciples of Tianshui Sect without hesitation.

The five Yuanying masters led by Long Yan rushed directly to Feng Jingzhi and others who were seriously injured. Then, tens of thousands of Jindan masters did not matter at all, and they all formed a protective qi gang in a very tacit way and surrounded and killed the disciples of Tianshui Sect.

The monks died on the spot, but the anger he had accumulated for more than 20 years did not slacken at all because of the other party's powerful cultivation. On the contrary, under the fierce and fearless rush of the monks in the Immortal Continent, the number of disciples of the Tianshui Sect decreased sharply.

The scene was extremely chaotic. Wang Tong never expected that the situation would become so difficult to control. In fear, he quietly retreated and tried to temporarily leave the scene where the crowd was angry. Just then, four figures swept from the air to...

"Old man Wang Tong, come here..."

A green light flashed across the eastern sky. Wrapped by green light was a dead wood sword that was only four feet long, with a top-grade magic weapon. The person who came was none other than Luo Yi, the Medicine King's Mansion.

Behind Luo Yi, Chen Qu, Ji Bao and Fan Yun quickly arrived and completely blocked Wang Tong's way.

"Do not let go, otherwise I will not blame me for being ruthless." Wang Tong, who was in danger, flew up his silver hair and roared with his sword.

The destruction of the Yaowang Mansion was caused by Wang Tong, so Luo Yi naturally would not let him leave easily.

Luo Yi took a step forward, and his magic power surged out of his body and shouted, "Wang Tong, are you worthy of it?"

"My aunt has never seen a despicable sect leader as you, and you can even betray your own place of survival. Idiot, fight with him with my aunt." Once the cold and beautiful woman gets angry, her tough look is no worse than the hideous beast.

Not to mention Chen Qu, the Blood Evil Sword waved one arm and swept out countless sword lights directly, and rushed towards Wang Tong with a stern look: "What else can I say? I don't believe that I can't deal with this despicable and shameless person, take action!"

"kill!"

The gap between the early and mid-stage Nascent Soul is not very huge. In addition, the four of them are all long-standing masters, and the subconscious cooperation makes them even more tacit understanding under the influence of anger.

The war broke out.

The sky above the sea was chaotic, and countless monks roared and waved the magic weapons in their hands. All the magic weapons were greeted at the disciples of Tianshui Sect, with great momentum to devour the hundreds of disciples. Spiritual talismans and magic weapons were flying all over the sky, and even the sound of the magic tricks that Nian You Ci was louder than the roar of the sea tide.

Now it is no longer a single person's battle. As a monk in the homeland of the Fairy Continent, everyone's arrogance and dissatisfaction and pain and unwillingness to be oppressed in recent years have been forced out under the guidance of Lu Chen's powerful strength. A fierce battle that is fearless and death began in the sky above Mengya Valley.

Bathed in the sun, Lu Chen and Tu Wei stood face to face with each other, with cold eyes, scanning the tens of thousands of monks who joined the battle angrily, and the expressions of the two formed a clear contrast.

Lu Chen outlined the corner of his mouth, and a hint of relief smile came out: It seems that the theorem of selfishness in the world of cultivators is sometimes not so certain. After all, cultivators have cultivated from the ** mortal fetus. No one has any ignition or some surnames. It is just that external factors are not enough to force them out. When the external pressure reaches the peak that they can bear, the amazing unity power that erupts cannot be underestimated.

After all, the Immortal Continent is the homeland of tens of thousands of monks.

Where is Tu Wei?

An outsider, an invader who attempts to occupy the Immortal Continent, cannot convince these arrogant monks in their bones.

One by one, the disciples of Tianshui Sect fell unwillingly under the siege of wind and clouds, and even the corpse could not be preserved intact. In a sentence from Zhuang Wenyuan in the Yuwa Space, it was: It was impossible to feed fish.

"kill!"

The murderous intent and anger all over the sky wove into a splendid and bloody scene of endless killing.

Meng Dong, a master of the late stage of the Nascent Soul... His body and head are different, and the Nascent Soul was killed by countless monks.

Meng Nan... died, and his flesh and blood turned into flesh and foam in the sky, sprinkling in the wind.

Meng Xi… also did not escape the sad end of the corpse on the spot.

"Ao"

Under Lie said, the five-clawed golden dragon transformed into its original body, and its huge dragon body directly knocked Feng Jingzhi away. The sharp claws thorned the old man's body in half.

Gu Lan, Master Fang Shi, and Ancestor Netherworld turned their heads and rushed towards the crowd, and the killing scene was in a stalemate state, and immediately fell into the fairy continent like a fair scale.

The war started less than an hour, most of the disciples of Tianshui Sect were killed and injured, and countless Yuanying masters died tragically. As for those servants in the late stage of the Golden Pill, it was even more difficult for them to escape the fate of death in a foreign land.

The wind blew a pungent smell from afar. The sea was floating with the bodies of dead monks. Some had no heads and could not recognize their disciples from which sect; some were vaguely found the obvious "water" sign on the clothes of disciples from the Tianshui Sect of the External Immortal Realm; some only had their hands and feet floating with the sea tide and then sank to the bottom of the sea. However, all this could not stop the indignation of the monks of the Xianling Continent.

The killing continues...

"Bang~"

A pale light suddenly burst out from afar. The two masters of the world finally fought together.

The Dragon Soul Blood Sword danced sadly in the sky, and the sword flowers he pulled out were without any moves and postures. The person who used his unique skills smiled calmly, but his body was filled with an extremely murderous intent that was far inferior to the tens of thousands of monks below.

"Tu Wei, have you seen it? They are your fate." Lu Chen put away his cynical expression, and blood light rose into the sky where the sword pointed.

Tu Wei stared at Lu Chen angrily, and flames were almost spurted out from his eyes: "Boys with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, even if they die, you incompetent cultivators can't beat me. Today, I will let you see the difference between the Out-of-body Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Is that right?" Lu Chensen smiled coldly, showing a disdainful expression.

“!!!”

The two figures suddenly turned into black and white beams of light, colliding with one place, and the remaining force generated by the collision of two qi forces caused by the impact of water from the surrounding sea water, which aroused dozens of feet of water.

In an instant, hundreds of moves were fought, and the two of them flew back. As the sword light and the shadow flashed frequently, a blood line ejected from Lu Chen's body, and Lu Chen spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Tu Wei was not having a good time. The Dao Sect's cultivation of the physical body was not very strong. After the tribulation, the Dragon Soul Sword was promoted to the realm of the top-grade magic weapon. The Blood-Dance Evil Wind Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi Sword brought a large piece of skin and blood to Tu Wei's right shoulder. The thick white bones were exposed under the flesh that was flipped, which was thrilling.

As the third son of the leader of Tianshui Sect, Tu Wei was not a coward. He glanced coldly over his right shoulder and a burst of anger broke out: "Lu Chen, you dare to hurt me and die."

With a loud shout, Tu Wei shook his hand and sacrificed three spiritual talismans. The blue talisman flashed blue, and it actually surpassed the existence of any advanced spiritual talisman in the Fairy Continent.

"Tianshui Talisman, Zhong~"

With a sharp finger, three water arrows shot out from Tu Wei.

Seeing this, Lu Chen was calm and stomped on his feet, and afterimages swept out diagonally against the sea. The speed was more than four times faster than when he fought with Tu Wei before.

The Earth Demons Against Heaven Realm, whether it is practicing or fighting, it can be used in practice. Lu Chen, who is proficient in this art, is easy to use.

Tu Wei did not expect that a boy who had just passed the tribulation was so difficult. In annoyed, he quickly made a talisman to bless him, and swept across the sky and suddenly appeared in front of Lu Chen. The shadow of the zi swept across his pupils, and Lu Chen could only feel the scorching energy that was swept by the wind in his ears.

"So fast." Lu Chen praised, not daring to be careless. The Dragon Soul Blood Sword blocked the sky, and his body suddenly stood upside down and swelled. The powerful ruler rushed into his body and attacked the meridians directly. Lu Chen felt his whole body numb and extremely painful.

After all, he is a real master of the out-of-body stage. Tu Wei is not a soft persimmon like the Meng brothers. Lu Chen has never underestimated Tu Wei. After this foot, Lu Chen has a new understanding of Tu Wei's strength.

The top-grade spiritual weapon is matched with the top-grade magic weapon.

Lu Chen believed that he was definitely not Tu Wei's opponent. As his body retreated suddenly, Lu Chen repeatedly made seal techniques, and his body shot out backwards flipped dozens of times in the air before stopping. Looking at Tu Wei coming again, Lu Chen shook his hand and the Dragon Soul Sword turned into a phantom, and immediately transformed into countless blood swords like needles. Immediately, the Haokong Hammer roared out with a brilliant rune of golden light.

"As far as physical, Master Dao has never lost."

With a roar, Lu Chen's arching body suddenly straightened and his bones made crackling sounds, and all the evil auras of evil spirits surged out.

"Eat my Haokong Hammer~"

“!!!”

Instead of retreating, Lu Chen stepped out of nowhere, and waved his hand to Tu Wei and threw it out with thirty heavy hammers, as if a shocking thunder sounded up. Lu Chen's speed surged to a terrifying level. Under the flames of fierceness, he saw hundreds of afterimages in the air ramming left and right, and after finding an opportunity, he swung it out with a heavy hammer. He took the initiative in an instant.

Feeling the power coming from the self-measuring ruler on his arm, Tu Wei was also shocked. He originally thought that Lu Chen was bluffing and broke his head, but he didn't expect Lu Chen to have such a strong combat power. For a moment, he was caught off guard by Lu Chen.

At the same time, the battle on the other side of the sea was over, and the wind blew the clouds and stopped cleaning the battlefield. Long Yan Pili, who turned into a spiritual leader, shouted: "Everyone dispersed."

“Wow~”

The crowd of murderous intent quickly retreated to the sides under this roar, and the battle off the field instantly changed from melee to two places of reading.

Yuan Meng beat his chest and stamped his feet, obviously not as happy as he hit him. When he saw Ji Bao and the other four siege to kill Wang Tong, he roared to the sky and rushed towards him like an iron tower fortress.

(8) "Bang~"

A long-haired hand that was hundreds of times more terrifying than the iron clamp suddenly stretched out from the space, blocking all the offensives that enveloped Wang Tong. It also strangled Wang Tong's throat tightly.

Originally, Wang Tong was not Yuan Meng's opponent. He had fought with Ji Bao for a long time before, and his magic power was even less effective. With the arrival of a sudden change, he had no strength to fight back.

He pinched Wang Tong's throat like a chicken, and Yuan Meng cried out several times: "I, Old Yuan, have long disliked you, go to death."

Without saying anything, Yuan Meng, who was dozens of feet tall and many times larger than Wang Tong, opened his left hand and grabbed Wang Tong's head. After a squeaking sound came out, Wang Tong's head was twisted off by the Silver Mane Big Ape King Yuan Meng.

"Give me your life, spare me your life, Senior Great Ape King, spare me your life. I know I was wrong." Wang Tong's Yuanying, who was immediately caught out by Yuan Meng, had no strength to fight back, and could only wail in pain.

But begging for mercy at this time is obviously impossible.

"Coward." Yuan Meng sneered contemptuously, raised his finger gently, and directly strangled Wang Tong's spiritual sense. Then he looked at Luo Xingyan who was resentful in the distance and said, "Hey, boy, I, Old Yuan, have you avenged you, and I will give this Nascent Soul to you." After Yuan Meng said that, he threw the Nascent Soul to Luo Xingyan.

Luo Xingyan completely turned into a purely elf-powered Nascent Soul, and an angry look ejaculated in his eyes. He did not swallow it. On the contrary, he held it tightly. With a bang, Wang Tong's Nascent Soul was immediately pinched and smashed.

"Boy, what are you doing? That's the Nascent Soul of the middle-stage master of Nascent Soul." Yuan Meng glared at him, and his heart hurt.

Luo Xingyan said angrily: "The old man Wang Tong killed my Yaowang Mansion, so I disdained to absorb his Nascent Soul."

"Damn. You have a talent." Yuan Meng immediately stretched out his thumb when he heard this.

"Peng~"

Just then, a loud bang came from the distance, and two afterimages were from far to near, from near to far, and raging energy shot from the sky. Seeing this, the monks retreated hundreds of feet.

"Lu Chen, I'm going to kill you..."
Chapter completed!