There are two green swords of the Qingyuan Ancestor, both of which are medium-grade spiritual weapons. Although they are not as good as his natal magic weapon, they are also quite amazing when used in the middle stage of the divine distraction.

Even so, he was finally defeated by the true body of Dharma images that Lu Chen suddenly cast.

"The Immortal Thunder Skill is an ancient immortal technique. Lu Chen can integrate the Thunder King's body to this level and reach the divine division stage. His talent is amazing."

Tang Jun, a new generation of talent in the Tianjian Sect, is known as the number one genius in the outer fairyland, but even so, he has not had any ancient magic body so far. When he sees Lu Chen today, he has to admit that Lu Chen is extraordinary. In a vague way, Tang Jun feels jealous of being compared to others, and this feeling has never appeared in hundreds of years.

All the people present were geniuses of the late Xuan-level star generation. Tang Jun had the highest talent, Fang Jun, Tao Song, Feng Nie, and Feng Luo were also almost the same. This time, when he came to the Immortal Continent, in addition to investigating the Thunder King's Dharma Body, the sect leader of each sect had high expectations for them, and with the idea of ​​training, he did not send more powerful masters to help. Otherwise, when he heard the news of Qingyuan's action, he would not have sent a few of them in the early stage of distraction.

However, this trip was beyond everyone's expectations. Originally, they thought that Qingyuan was just a master of the middle stage of the divine dispersion, but it was no problem to grab it with the best magic weapon given by the sect. Unexpectedly, the ancestor Qingyuan actually reached the realm of the midst of the divine dispersion. This was fine. The most hateful thing is that the information obtained by the three major sects was very different from the actual situation. The slave star boy who had only appeared in the outer fairyland for more than a hundred years had actually reached this level. Although they did not think Lu Chen would beat Qingyuan, what they actually saw was enough to shock them.

"Brother Tang." Fang Jun spoke cautiously.

Tang Jun slowly looked at Fang Jun.

Fang Jun asked, "In your opinion, how many people in the outer fairyland can reach the stage of distraction from the early stage of leaving the body in just a hundred years?"

The world of cultivation is vast and boundless, and countless geniuses are countless, but few can reach this level within a hundred years.

Tang Jun's heart moved and replied without thinking: "I have never heard of the Dao Sect's lineage. The Nine Fans of the Demon Sect, the Ghost Boy Zi, the disciple of the Sanyou Taoist, and the Six-Eyed Golden Boy, the closed disciple of Master Zhu Chan of Xuanyin Temple, are all masters who have reached the divine stage within more than two hundred years, and are many times stronger than us. The most powerful one is the mysterious woman who appeared in the Black Demon Clan in the past hundred years. This person is known as a genius of the Black Clan. He has been a late-stage master of the Nascent Soul stage in less than ten years after coming to the Outer Immortal Realm. He has been in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage for more than one hundred years. No one knows where he came from, but his talent is the strongest five veins of Tao, Buddha, ghost, demon, and demon."

"Are you talking about Princess Hei Ling, who is known as the little demon fairy?" Fang Jun, Tao Song, Feng Ni, and Feng Luo turned around at the same time and said at the same time.

Tang Jun nodded and said, "It's her, Princess Hei Ling, whose identity is mysterious. I heard that he is helped by the masters from the inner fairy realm behind him. His strength is faster than lightning. All of the four black lining guards below him are masters in the early stage of distraction. I heard that they are his four senior brothers, but in terms of status, they are below him."

"What about compared with Lu Chen?" everyone asked.

An unspeakable jealousy flashed in Tang Jun's eyes and said, "I don't know that Princess Hei Ling has helped her. How many more abundant resources are we have than we don't know. The Demon Fruit of the Black Demon Clan alone has been conquered by no less than a thousand pieces. It is not impossible to reach the God-Divine Stage within a hundred years." Tang Jun's eyes turned to the center of the thundering sword formation and said, "But Lu Chen, I heard that there is no one behind him to help. If he merged the Thunder King's Dharma Body with one's own power, it would be terrifying."

Speaking of it, Tang Jun's body involuntarily shivered: How difficult it is to merge the ancient god's body. Not to mention anything else, the physical body alone must be surprisingly strong.

Fang Jun and the other two looked at each other, and even if they were reluctant to admit it, they still nodded involuntarily and said, "It seems that my Taoist lineage has produced an incomparable talent."

"boom!"

Just as everyone was talking to each other, a thunder sounded suddenly in the field, followed by the angrily shouting of the ancestor Qingyuan: "Lu Chen, see where you escape."

Everyone looked over in horror, and saw that the ancestor Qingyuan opened his eyes angrily as if two balls of fire were spewing out. The teleportation technique flashed hundreds of meters away, and the palms covered with fire were pressed hard on Lu Chen's shoulder.

"It's over." Fang Jun and others were puzzled and said, "No matter how talented he is, he is not as good as Qing Yuan. It's better if he has any magic weapon. Now that he is captured by Qing Yuan, he may never escape."

Everyone nodded.

Fairy Fengling stood not far away and was delighted. She seemed to see Lu Chen being dismembered by the ancestor Qingyuan. She couldn't help but shout: "Kill him."

After being pressed by the ancestor Qingyuan tightly, a blazing fire energy quickly rushed into his body. Lu Chen only felt that his magic power was restrained, and he was shocked.

"Cunning boy, you can't escape this time." The ancestor Qingyuan smiled grimly, just about to exert force.

Suddenly, he saw two black lights flashing in Lu Chen's eyes. For some reason, his spiritual sense suddenly fell. The ancestor Qingyuan said intimately that he was not good, shook his head hard, relaxed his hands, and pulled off a large piece of flesh and blood from Lu Chen's shoulder.

Lu Chen ignored the severe pain from his body and took this opportunity to take the ruthlessness of his heart. The magic power of the three Yuanying in the purple palace acted at the same time. A purple lightning appeared behind Qingyuan, which was the "Thunder King": "Old ghost, go to death."

With an angry roar, Lu Chen jumped up and formed complex seals in his hand. At the same time, the "Thunder King" also formed the gesture of the Immortal Thunder Skill. Everyone saw several thick thunder pillars as thick as buckets fell from the sky, and smashed down with a bang when the ancestor Qingyuan fell into chaos.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three consecutive purple lightnings hit the head of the Qingyuan Ancestor. Qingyuan Ancestor is worthy of being a mid-stage expert in distraction. His brief loss of consciousness did not make him panic. He supported the Qi Gang with both hands and kept the Tianling tightly. The three purple lightning divine thunders were knocked away by the green weather pillar produced by the Qi Gang.

"Pooh!"

After finally escaping from the clutches of the Qingyuan Ancestor, Lu Chen spat out a strong mouthful of blood. In addition to bitterness and fishy sweetness, Lu Chen couldn't help but complain and said intimately: "This old ghost is indeed not an ordinary person. It is much stronger than a person like Tu Xiong. Master Dao's natural stone vein has never been so severely injured."

Lu Chen looked at the Taoist wardrobe stained black red by the blood flowing from his shoulders, and his speed continued to sweep away.

"Bastard, the Eye of God. You actually have such a magic weapon." The ancestor Qingyuan, who did not know the way of evil, regarded Lu Chen's eyes as magic weapons. He failed to succeed in one blow, and was almost attacked by Lu Chen. The most important thing is that he was beaten so embarrassingly by a young boy in front of several juniors. How could the ancestor Qingyuan not be angry?

"Wow! Boy, I must pull your skin now."

Growing low, the ancestor Qingyuan shook his long hair, and a gust of fire filled with fire. His bloody red eyes burst out with a red light, and instantly turned into a seven-foot-long giant flame sword, floating quietly in the air.

"It's the Red God Sword." Tang Jun, Fang Jun and others exclaimed in surprise when they saw this.

"The Red God Sword. It actually forced the Ancestor Qingyuan to use the Red God Sword. This kid is quite capable." Feng Ni took a breath and shouted.

The Red God Sword. The natal magic weapon of the ancestor Qingyuan was originally a low-grade spiritual weapon. After hundreds of years of development, it was nurtured by the ancestor Qingyuan and turned into a high-grade spiritual weapon.

The Red God Sword is a sacrifice and refining of the monk's Danhuo Yijiye. The whole body is wrapped in the monk's Danhuo. With the cultivation of the Qingyuan Ancestor, the flames have long since become the pure Six Yang True Fire. The giant sword swept out, which immediately aroused a large amount of sparks, instantly suppressing Lu Chen's black evil heart fire.

This was the first time Lu Chen encountered this situation. The Black Evil Heart Fire was originally the fire for refining soldiers. According to the old man, it was the strongest flame inside and outside the six paths, but it was actually suppressed by Qingyuan. Lu Chen changed color. But there was no time to think at this time. He twisted his body and had to jump up with the help of the Wusha Cloud. The sword light with the strong Six Yang True Fire spreads in all directions like a huge sword shadow disc.

"Peng!"

A loud bang came, and the "Thunder King" avoided it and was hit hard. If it were placed in other magic bodies, it would be very likely that the cultivator's Nascent Soul would be strangled and shattered. However, the lightning light on the "Thunder King" just flashed, and his body suddenly retreated, and even the sword marks did not appear.

However, the "Thunder King" was related to Lu Chen's mind and spirit, and it was also a magic body of his Nascent Soul. After being hit hard, Lu Chen couldn't help but spit out blood and quickly took the "Thunder King" back into his body.

The powerful defense of the "Thunder King" magic body once again opened everyone's eyes. The five masters of Tang Jun, Fang Jun, Tao Song, Feng Nie, and Feng Luo, including Ming Dao and Feng Ling and Qing Yuan Ancestor were all stunned.

"What a perverted (7) magic body. It can block Qingyuan's full-strength attack without damage. This magic body is at least at the eighth level." Fang Jun screamed in surprise, and everyone's eyes shot towards Lu Chen at the same time.

Seeing this, Tang Jun did not say anything, and reached out to pat his waist, pulled out a rectangular jade token, and input a few threads of magic power into it.

Feng Nie looked at Tang Jun's actions and couldn't help but curse, and then said to his brother Feng Luo: "Hurry and use the jade plaque to inform the master that Lu Chen's magic body is at least an eighth-level ancient magic body, so that the master can send people quickly. This magic body must not fall behind Qingyuan."

Then, without Fang Jun's instructions, Tao Song was only half a beat slower than Tang Jun and spread the news.

The ancestor Qingyuan glared at the five people in the distance and gritted his teeth in anger. He now regretted it. Why didn’t he take Lu Chen farther away and then take action: the eighth-level magic body, which is a treasure that countless experts in the fusion stage and the tribulation stage have to snatch. Unexpectedly, what Lu Chen got was the eighth-level ancient magic body."
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