"puff!"

The blood spurted out, and the old man suddenly became confused. Qin's voice was gone, and the old man could not care about his face. After a sharp look flashed through his pale face, Qin Lao picked up the guqin and retreated.

"Haha, please feel free." Lu Chen laughed wildly again. The sound of the piano was broken, and the power of the old Shu's immortal technique was also gone. He was beaten by the Blood Dance and Shattering Star River Formation of the "Ghost Pill" and the old Qi formation immediately made an unstable and sharp sound.

"The situation is over, and you are still competing with me. I really don't know how to live or die." Lu Chen frowned and glared, like a god of war against the sky. He shook his hand, Haokong entered it again, swung it with a hammer, and with a sound of Peng, he completely knocked the old Qilian magic weapon and returned to the top.

At this time, the battle had been fought for a day and a night. The moonlit night was filled with stars, and it had already been laid out in the night sky, just like the eyes of the gods in the sky, staring at the arrogant genius with a stern look.

"What?"

Seeing the figure flying into the sky, the audience was in an uproar. After a day and night of battle, the four elders of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were defeated except for calligraphy and painting, but Lu Chen was not at all strange. Moreover, his arrogant attitude was still rising. Such a powerful foundation of magic power immediately made all the monks watching breath.

Bai Jin swallowed his saliva and looked at Lu Chen, who was surrounded by three bodies in the air from afar. His arrogant look and the terrifying divine hammer that was many times larger than his person had the possibility of his heart jumping out.

"It's scary, it's so scary. Three ** bodies, a big deity, several top-quality spiritual weapons and magic weapons. Even Master Wu's strength is just like this, right?" Bai Jin licked his dry lips and said inadvertently.

Behind Wu Hao, the four heavenly demons were all good at following the Spirit Demon King to travel south and reaching the sky and earth. Even so, they had never seen such a scene.

A boy who has practiced for less than hundreds of years has not only improved his strength to this point, but also has three bodies.

Any monks present who do not have a fusion body requires the original Yuanying. If the strength in the Immortal Realm reaches the fusion stage, basically everyone has a hymn body. However, if a person has a hymn body, there has never been a hymn body in the history of the Immortal Realm.

The three** bodies indicate that Lu Chen has cultivated three Yuanying.

"Three Yuanying..." Hou Zhuo sighed, his voice spit out, and an obscure feeling surged into his heart.

At this moment, even Li Xiu and Sannian dared not speak out again. The comments that had been made several times before were broken by Lu Chen's non-violent strength, just like two slaps on the faces. They refused to do anything like this embarrassing.

On the contrary, when Lu Chen showed his superb strength, Li Xiu and Sannian gradually showed a look of anger and fear on his face.

"boom!"

However, the shock was not just that. Just when Lu Chen's original deity, "Ghost Pill" and "Thunder King" gathered together, the painting in the distance actually found trembling waves.

The country is like a painting, and the country is like a "painting". The painting that paints thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, like a scroll of heaven and earth, is finally filled with fear and reveals itself in the eyes.

The flat scroll suddenly showed a little frost. Covered by the endless cold current, the mountains and rivers were frozen into ice barriers by the sudden drop in temperature, and the roar came along...

"Peng!"

"Click...Click..."

Cracks spread on the canvas, like cracks in the ground, extending to the distance.

Old Qin narrowed his tired eyes and suddenly widened his eyes. While his eyes fell to Old Hua, he shouted in shock: "Old Fourth, take back the magic weapon."

This reminder leads the fierceness of the battle to the cold "cold cold" as cold as ice, which can be reminded that it is too late.

The tower of rage was in hand, and although he could not collect his natal magic weapon, it was still the existence of the ultimate magic weapon. With a whip, the scroll cracked and turned into countless ice sheets, sprinkled in the air.

"Lenghan" flew out from it, mixed with coldness and killing, and rushed towards Hua Lao.

"Peng!"

With one whip and one stroke, the scroll was the first to hit the head of "Leng Han". If it were put in the usual situation, the old man who was in the middle of the tribulation would be enough to defeat the magic body, but don't forget that in the quiet space, not only Lu Chen was practicing, but the three ** bodies also absorbed a large amount of immortal energy. This stroke fell, as if it had hit the essence of the Wanzai Xuan Stone. Apart from the slight trembling of "Leng Han", he did not cause any damage to him at all.

But "Leng Han" touched the top of his head in surprise, and then showed a strange smile. Under the astonished and frozen gaze of Mr. Hua, he raised the tower of rage and fell down with a bang.

Seeing this, Mr. Hua was shocked and twisted his body with all his strength, causing the vital points of his head to hit the rage tower to fall from his left arm.

"Peng!"

Driven by the powerful force, the heavy pressure of the Futa Tower directly knocked the shoulder bones of the old man's left arm until it was twisted and deformed. It was precisely because of this that the old man's physical body he cultivated throughout his life that he escaped the fate of flesh and blood flying.

"ah!"

Even so, the pain was so painful. The old man wailed and fled to the distance.

After one day and one night of the battle, there were not many disciples of the Huang family, but five elders of the middle stage of the five great tribulation masters were defeated by Lu Chen alone. This scene caused all the monks present to fall into deep silence.

In the middle of the black sea of ​​fire, the mist gradually dissipated, revealing Lu Chen's figure. His expression was filled with a solemn Xiao Sha... The surging murderous thoughts rolled out from his spiritual sense, and the purple palace was filled with a sense of terror.

The thunder wandered in the air, raging impermanence almost shone the moonlit night with purple light. The purple color was still aggravated, covering the dark night, converging little by little, presenting a sphere rolled from lightning, which was only slightly worse than the sun's brilliance.

All the disciples of the Huang family were frightened, and the shouts and shouts here seemed much weaker.

The earth is silent...

All that was the thunder rolling through the dark clouds, making a harsh roar...

The sea of ​​fire is surging, and it is boundlessly furious...

The Earth Demon is against the Heavenly Realm, and then returns to the eighth level and ten times the speed. Lu Chen has no intention of stopping, and there is no need to do this. When walking, the hammer and the momentum all cause great shocks in the crowd.

He raised his head slightly, and the familiar mischief and humility had long disappeared, and all he had was the endless and infinite killing thoughts that were drifting forward in the sea of ​​fire.

"Taizhou gold medal..." Lu Chen paused word by word, breaking the silence on the field: "I want to kill me Lu Chen... I, Lu Chen, and the Huang family, are irreconcilable, and now it is the beginning..."

"Huang Qingzhu..."

"boom!"

Lu Chen's words echoed like thunder, and the mountains and rivers shook faintly with the rising momentum again. The bricks and glazed tiles in the distance exploded, slowly floating in the air...

"Ghost Pill", "Lenghan", and "Thunder King", these three bodies, accompanied by Lu Chen stepping out step by step, bursting out three colors of black, white and purple. The light straightened into a beam and rushed to the sky. At the same time, the eyes of the three bodies suddenly had a murderous thought.

The forbidden area of ​​the God of Killing spread endlessly. The monks of the five sects who were watching the battle retreated again in fear and stayed away from the black fire ring.

"If you kill someone, you will always kill him. Since you will never die, Lu will fulfill your long-cherished wish. Today, you will either die or I will die..."

The voice is gentle, but it is determined by killing...

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Lu Chen developed his instant ability and entered the Huang family's disciples like a ghost. The hundreds of disciples clearly saw Lu Chen flying towards him, and the speed in his sight was extremely slow, but no one moved at all.

He was unable to move, as if only Lu Chen was in the world, locking and oppressing everyone's energy, making people feel like petrified and unable to escape.

"Buzz!"

He took another step out, and the sea of ​​fire rose up, and the black fire burned to the sky, like nine dragon-body giant flame pillars, turning out black smoke rolling out.

The powerful momentum and extremely terrifying murderous thought made all Huang family disciples and even countless monks watching the outside world feel fearful. Almost instinctively, many monks fled to the distance with their heads in their arms, but they no longer even had the mood to watch the battle.

From beginning to end, Wu Hao did not take action. It was not that he didn't want to, but that Lu Chen was not sure.

Wu Hao understood that Lu Chen didn't want to intervene. As soon as he came up, all the three bodies of body and magic were released, and the blood sword formation formed, strangling all the cultivators who could kill him. At this moment, Lu Chen was really angry.

"Care one to warn a hundred?" Wu Hao murmured.

"Destroy the Huang family and make others dare not kill themselves. Is this your purpose?" Wu Hao asked to himself, and the surprised expression finally became a look full of envy and admiration: "It's good, let the Huang family know what kind of person his benefactor is."

"call!"

The black fire climbed, and within fifty meters of Lu Chen, all the Huang family disciples were burned to ashes.

Huang Qingzhu, the four elders of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, looked at the thrilling scene. The monks who were close to the sea of ​​fire and were not burned into ashes all turned into vague flesh and blood under the tyrannical means of the three Dharma bodies that followed, and the Nascent Souls gathered into a large number of light balls floating behind Lu Chen.

Strange...

The scene was strange, but also weird...

Now, no one dares to comment on anything. Everyone can see that what the Huang family did has aroused Lu Chen's anger. The murderous thought that thousands of troops could not match in killing the enemy in front of the formation has transcended everything. But Lu Chen is still awake...

This is the most terrifying thing in the world.

Even demon Buddha, blood demon, ghost cultivator cannot compare to...

"Shad Star, this person's murderous aura has reached the point of lawlessness..." Blood Demon Luo Kongxue said lightly, with a chill in his tone. Lu Chen was not wrong. Zhou Yun found Luo Kongxue, and the three blood demons were also under his seat. At first, Luo Kongxue had no intention of killing Lu Chen, but now, in addition to the stone slab, Lu Chen's murderous aura made him a little unbearable.

With this kind of murderous aura, all practitioners have the illusion of being suppressed, especially those ancestors with extraordinary strength, who immediately put Lu Chen in a position that they value.

"Peng!"

Dozens of people died of misfortune, bathed in blood rain, and Lu Chen's momentum surged again.

"Amitabha..." Just then, the great monk Sanniao gently jumped from the lotus platform into the sky, and the light of all Buddhas appeared behind him, and the great righteousness filled the air.

"My friend, wait..." Sannian called Lu Chen.

Lu Chen stopped and looked at Sannian with a wicked smile. Lu Chen always had respect for this great monk, and Lu Chen could not ignore his words. After all, he would have to rely on his meditation golden bell in the future. However, when Lu Chen confessed his guilt on behalf of Lu Dou, Sannian's contemptuous expression made Lu Chen extremely disgusted, and of course he would not have a good face at this time.

"Master, are you in trouble?" Lu Chen asked with a smile, his murderous thoughts not diminished at all.

Sannian wrote a Buddhist verse again and said, "My friend is too serious in killing, and it is useless to others. Now, the Huang family has been defeated. Why not just let the old monk be a good friend and give up?"

"Make peace?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, not knowing what Sannian was going to do.

Huang Qingzhu and the four elders understood that this was the reason why the Huang family had a good relationship with Buddhism. The war was beyond everyone's expectations. Huang Qingzhu knew very well that even if the battle continued, the Huang family would be both defeated by Lu Chen at most, and they would not be able to get good at it. He didn't want to leave his lifelong cultivation here. He was already determined to retreat, but he was too cruel to say that just now, so leaving like this would naturally be embarrassing.

But now, with the reconciliation of the three thoughts, I can take the lead and report to the ancestors later, invite someone to come and kill Lu Chen again.

Sannian Yunyun said, and looked at Huang Qingzhu first. Huang Qingzhu said cleverly: "Since the master spoke, why doesn't Huang say anything? Well, I'll give the master a face today."

As he said that, Huang Qingzhu turned to Lu Chen and said, "Hmph! Boy, you are lucky. If it weren't for the master, Huang wouldn't let you go." After Huang Qingzhu said that, he turned his head aside and Sannian spoke. He was not worried at all. Lu Chen would not listen. If Lu Chen didn't listen, he would not give Sannian or face to Daming Temple.

Sannian nodded in praise and thought to himself, "Huang Qingzhu is not stupid." Huang Qingzhu agreed, and Lu Chen at most put two conditions on it, and then gave up. In this way, Huang Qingzhu and the four elders of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were protected. The Huang family was naturally grateful to him.

Sannian's abacus was extremely loud, and then he looked at Lu Chen with a smile: "My friend, what do you think?"

"Haha!" Lu Chen laughed wildly when he heard this. Just when everyone thought he would nodded in agreement, Lu Chen lifted the Haokong Hammer and said like a loud bell: "Just? The five sects and three clans are like this that bullies people. San Nian, Lu respects you, it is your Buddhist teachings. Just now, Lu was surrounded and killed by hundreds of Huang family disciples and four middle-stage masters of the four great tribulations. Why didn't he speak up and choose this time?"

A rhetorical question rekindled the war that was about to be extinguished, and Sannian's face turned red suddenly when he said it.

Lu Chen smiled evilly, glanced at the crowd cultivators in the audience, and said with utmost care: "The Huang family in Taizhou bullies people with power. From beginning to end, the cause of the matter started from the Huang family. Lu was just a casual cultivator (10), but was suddenly chased by the giants in the fairyland. If you ask me to stop, I will stop, thinking that Lu Chen is so easy to bully?"

"Hiss?" When the monks heard this, they were all pumping in the air...

When Wu Hao and the Tian Yao heard this, a fire seemed to burn violently in his heart. Feeling Lu Chen's arrogant demeanor, they all cheered and applauded.

Indeed, the Huang family bullies others and uses their power to kill them, and stop when they say a word. In the immortal realm, if you can reach this point, you should speak with your strength.

"What is he going to do? He won't think about it..." Just as the monks were guessing.

Lu Chen waved his hammer and the fire steeped. He stared at the millions of monks and roared: "I want to stop, there is no possibility. If you want to survive, step on Lu."

"kill!"

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