Seeing this, the monks around couldn't help but shout, and felt relieved.

Zuo Qinghan originally thought that if Lu Chen let Huang Tong go, Huang Tong would leave honestly, but he didn't expect that he had ulterior motives and wanted to kill someone at this time, and his anger grew.

Without further ado, he rushed into the ground, and the black demon feathers flew everywhere. After a burst of roar, Zuo Qinghan flew out with Huang Tong and threw him hard on the surface.

Huang Tong coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, knowing that he could not escape, so he laughed furiously: "Haha, cough! You can't kill me, there is Taizhou sword armor, I just need to hide the Yuanying in the sword armor, no one can kill me."

"Lu Chen, Hei Ling, Ghost Child, Six Eyes, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and you group of ungrateful things. I will remember you. Sooner or later, I, Huang Tong, will make you live worse than death."

The resentful curse made all the monks present angry. However, Huang Tong was right. Taizhou sword armor was refined by the Huang family's Dharma ancestor's enlightenment for thousands of years. Not to mention the amazing defense, it even had a wonderful shielding effect on all magic spells. Huang Tong's body could be destroyed, but his Nascent Soul was hidden in the sword armor, and no one could do anything to him.

Baihu rushed forward angrily. Yao Yuanhu Sou cut more than a thousand swords, and he could only let Huang Tong spit a few more mouthfuls of blood: "Damn, Huang Tong, kill my elder brother, get out for me."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"puff!"

Huang Tong spewed out a blood arrow, and looked at Bai Hao with ridicule: "Bai Hao, you fight. The more you hit me, the hurried that I will be when I take revenge on you in the future. Haha."

"Son of a bitch."

Seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but be extremely angry.

"Bai Hao, let go, I'll do it." With a sharp shout, Lu Chen stopped the Baihu and flew to Huang Tong's head. His hands danced like flying butterflies, and he formed countless seal techniques.

In an instant, the sky of the entire Fangjun Tower was thundering, and red and yellow light appeared faintly in the clouds, like a burning cloud, and the surrounding temperature increased rapidly at an incredible speed.

"This is..." Qinglong had a cold and blue smoke and had a strong sense of spiritual touch towards fire. When he saw the fire cloud condensed behind the dark clouds, his face immediately turned ashen.

Bai Hao, the ghost boy, his six eyes changed and his body suddenly retreated. Although the remaining monks were puzzled by what Lu Chen was going to do, they also discovered that there were vague changes in the space here.

Zuo Qinghan's little face was stunned, and then she looked wonderful: "Ancient immortal arts? When did my brother master such powerful immortal arts? No good."

Just as he was thinking, Zuo Qinghan saw the Vermilion Bird exposed under the fire cloud, and without thinking, he rushed over, picked up the Vermilion Bird and ran away.

The monks escaped in the blink of an eye, leaving only Lu Chen and Huang Tong to confront each other.

The thick waves of fire rolled on the surface of the body, and the nine fire dragons instantly turned into dragon bodies larger than the body of the divine dragon. Amazing roars sounded one after another, and fire dragons rushed to the sky regardless of everything, breaking the clouds in half.

In the low, depressing, and terrifying space, a pillar of fire carries the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, and the pillar of fire is tilted, as thick as a dragon's body. Each pillar of fire contains majestic fire, the three yang fiery fire, the six yang true fire, and the nine yang heavenly fire all climb and condense in the pillar of fire.

"Taizhou sword armor?" A disdainful smile appeared in Lu Chen's eyes, and a little red jumped agilely: "I destroyed your natal magic weapon today, and destroyed your sword armor. I want to see, how can your Huang family be able to do with me?"
Chapter completed!