In all the great way, immortal arts are like the stars in the long river, endless, but physical body, spiritual consciousness, and Nascent Soul are the top priority for people in cultivation. The method of self-cultivation of evil Taoism is called evil and conscious thoughts. Lu Chen has a sense of evil spirit, coupled with continuous opportunities, coupled with his crazy cultivation methods and strong perseverance, to reach the level today.

The wildness of his life and death is also his unique surname, especially when he encounters a battle, he has escaped from danger several times. Today, he is the same. He is pierced by the colorful cloud sword and his meridians are damaged in many places. He still uses a crazy smile to kill Huang Han.

The net of the cloud sword still could not stop Lu Chen's body of the killing god, as if the body was created by a god. The blood fountain only squirted for a while and then healed on its own, scars formed all over his body, and the speed of healing was visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Huang Hanchong suddenly burst into his heart, and his eyes would eventually show a look of horror: "Impossible, only the immortal body can be without the colorful cloud sword, you cannot reach the Mahayana stage. There is no immortal energy in your Yuanli. Impossible." A nearly hysterical roar came from Huang Hanchong's mouth, full of unwillingness and disbelief.

The terrifying change caused the monks around to shoot all the eyes of them, but they saw a huge hammer shadow falling to Huang Hanchong's head.

The face of the Huang family disciple immediately turned pale. Huang Hanchong is currently the only Mahayana master under the Huang family's Fa Ancestor and the second largest master of the Huang family. If he loses, the blow to the Huang family will be heavy. Although he does not believe that Lu Chen has the cultivation level of defeating the Mahayana master. However, when the giant hammer appears, no one is obsessed with Huang Hanchong and is sufficiently convinced.

The hammer force seemed to exceed everyone's expectations.

“Look at the hammer…”

Lu Chen's violent drinks were mixed with the smell of rampant and unyielding, and the invincible God of Killing showed his power again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Haokong Hammer danced to the extreme, and the hammer shadows formed a long shuttle shadow, rushing towards Huang Han overwhelmingly. Wherever it fell was Huang Hanchong's sky spirit cover.

In surprise, Huang Hanchong saw murderous thoughts like the sea rushing towards him first. Then the endless waves of fire rushed through the sea of ​​consciousness, shocking the soul, suppressing the purple palace, and in an instant, it seemed as if it was suffocated. His powerful cultivation magic power could not be used. He could only support the colorful cloud sword and use the power of the immortal sword to fight back.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After a violent bombardment, Lu Chen regarded Huang Hanchong as the best spiritual material, lifted the hammer and roared, complementing the thunder of the heavenly tribulation.

Purple lightning and black fire intertwined, and the brilliant colors in the sky revealed murderous momentum, thick clouds, gray fog, flying sand, stones, hammer shadows... evil fire...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The powerful hammer power surged out, and all fell on Huang Hanchong's rushing sword light. The hammer shadow flipped, and every shot down, a great pressure came. When it hit the colorful cloud sword, Huang Hanchong's arms were trembling and numb.

In just a few breaths, Lu Chen blasted out a total of thirty-six hammers.

Hundreds of refining and thousands of hammers begin to enter the fourth level.

The hammer power soared again...

"I'll fight...beat...beat...beat..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As powerful as a master of the Mahayana period, after losing the initiative, Lu Chen raised a hammer and burned the sky, and rushed into the Jiuyungong Mountains, flattened the mountain and smashed through the mountain. The two of them attacked and defended, and their figures landed straight into the mountains and rushed into the ground.

The two men's figures sank into the mountains, and suddenly there was a thunderous vibration from the ground. Several valleys flew out countless huge rocks from the crushed mountains, filling the valley. Then, as if they were sinking, all the trees growing on the valleys collapsed into the sinking ground. Then, a huge fire ignited from a huge pit several feet deep, and all the trees were regarded as burning trees and threw them into the pit.

"Peng!"

A figure shot out from the ground and reached the horizon. Its long hair was emitting, with a ferocious expression, and there were dirty blood stains everywhere on the corners of the mouth and body. Who else could Huang Hanchong be if it weren't.

"Young Fa Ancestor..." Huang Qinglin shouted anxiously, and his heart was anxious. No one knew better than him how important Huang Hanchong was. When he came out, Huang Qingsong said that even if the people from the Huang family were dead, Huang Hanchong would never be injured. Huang Hanchong, who had originally practiced in the Mahayana stage, was not considered by Huang Qinglin to lose to Lu Chen. But now it seems that even the Huang family's Young Fa Ancestor may not be Lu Chen's opponent.

"Give me all, stop Lu Chen, go quickly..." Huang Qinglin gave all the orders, and thousands of masters rushed straight into the pit, like moths flying into the flames.

"boom!"

When the thousands of monks rushed to the edge of the pit and were about to dive down to stop Lu Chen, a huge palm print suddenly flew out from the ground. Nothing than the surging black fire, this palm print was like a golden wall made of golden light, with a bit of evil, a bit of righteousness, and an unparalleled sharp force, and slapped out with a bang.

In the sky, the huge shadow of the word "Gang" slowly emerged, and a sudden breaking sound of troops was heard...

"Bang!"

The Zhengang Curse Seal, a seal that exploded like a sky. Before Lu Chenren came out, he slapped the Kuopan Immortal Art with one palm: the Zhengang Curse Seal forced all the thousands of masters to retreat. A sad scream suddenly came from the Huang family's disciples, and countless blood flowers were blown up in the air. This attack caused nearly three hundred cultivators to die, and five hundred cultivators were seriously injured.

The mantra seal was still moving forward, and the curse of the Gang broke through everything, unstoppable. It reached Huang Hanchong and slapped Huang Hanchong hard on his right face, and bursts of hot pain. The man was thrown away like a kite with a broken string.

quiet……

The whole audience suddenly became silent.

The dignified Huang family's young master, a Mahayana master, was slapped hard by Lu Chen in front of tens of thousands of monks. This face was considered a huge loss. Although this curse seal could not cause Huang Hanchong to suffer many serious injuries, it was far more uncomfortable than killing him.

Huang Hanchong touched his swollen handsome face, and another piercing pain. It was obvious that it was a big five-finger palm print. He stared at the evil figure flying out from the ground, and his long black hair stood up one by one, and he said in disbelief: "You... dare you to hit me? I want to kill you..."

Angry, frightened, furious...

Huang Hanchong lost his mind, swept out hundreds of swords at all costs, and fought back with all his might.

However, at this moment, Lu Chen, who was flying in front of him, suddenly glared at his eyes, and the clouds slid horizontally and fell outside the sword net. He immediately remained motionless and looked at Huang Hanchong with a smile.

"No, Shaofazu is careful..."

"Shaofazu, behind..."

Huang Hanchong, who was about to fight with Lu Chen to the death, heard the shout and his heart twitched. As soon as he turned around, he saw another huge palm print emptying.

Lu Chen's hammer power is mainly based on force, and he cannot have the power of immortal energy, so he cannot really hurt Huang Hanchong, but this palm is different. The sudden palm power seems to be from a master of the Mahayana stage. Huang Hanchong also heard the loud Buddhist sound that has not been seen for a long time.

"Amitabha... Huang Hanchong, it's time to calculate the grudge between you and Lao Na..."

"Lotus Fengshan Seal..."

"Swoosh!"

After the sound of Buddha resounded, a golden lotus bloomed with dazzling golden light in the sky, and the man appeared to be full of his upper body, majestic and majestic. Under his white eyebrows, there was a steaming murderous aura. The momentum emitted by this lotus was exactly the immortal magic power that Huang Hanchong was quite afraid of.

Three thoughts...

The person who took action was Sannian. It turned out that just now, when everyone was fighting, Sannian quietly completed the tribulation and successfully passed it. He did not become a scattered immortal, but became a real master of the early stage of Mahayana. His immortal energy turned by one third, and the Buddha's light also became extremely powerful.

The Lotus Seal of the Forge of the Great Buddha Nanzang was awarded three thoughts 4,500 years ago. This seal was transformed from the supreme Buddhist teachings, with the meaning of golden lotus blooming and all Buddhas returning to Zen. It can be said that the magic power is ineffective and the power is endless.

"Bang!"

The sudden change was faster than lightning. Huang Hanchong had no time to dodge, so he was hardly stamped on his back heart by three thoughts and one palm. Even a few good magic weapons were not available for use. After a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, his body fell straight down.

"Good opportunity." A cold light appeared in Lu Chen's eyes, flew over from the right, raised the rune high and the strange divine hammer that was lit up in all directions, and used all his strength to hit Huang Hanchong's back.

The cooperation between the two was perfect, and the moves were smooth, without any delay or slackness. The hammer shadow swung out of thin air and hit Huang Hanchong's back without missing a single missed attack.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Blood arrows spewed out one after another, and were so heroic that the sky was rendered with a brilliant dark red.

At this moment, the battle has stopped.

The three thoughts successfully passed the tribulation, and no one had any reason to continue. Looking at the two super masters standing together from the left and right sides and staring at the mountain stream below, everyone was stunned.

Huang Hanchong was defeated, and the Huang family was defeated.

After being slapped by the killing god Lu Chen, the three-mind Buddha who had entered the Mahayana after being slapped by the tribulation, his power disappeared. After that, the Haokong Hammer, which destroyed the world, knocked him down the mountain stream, and Huang Han was completely defeated.

At this moment, a figure broke through the air, appeared and rushed into the ground directly, then grabbed Huang Hanzhong and flew up from below.

When the old man's appearance appeared in front of everyone, everyone gasped. Wutong and Wucan left the two demons and came to Lu Chen, waiting for him.

"Yellow Birdling?" Wu Tong and Wu Can frowned and said in a low voice.

"Yellow Queling? He is the ancestor of the Huang family?" Lu Chen asked in surprise.

Immediately, a happy look flashed in Huang Qinglin and others' eyes, and they quickly bowed to the ground, shouting: "Fa Zu."

Huang Quling ignored everyone present, staring at Lu Chen and Sannian with his eyes tightly. The domineering aura immediately took the initiative in the battlefield.

He was suppressed by the huge pressure emitted from Huang Quling's body, and even Lu Chen felt a suffocating: "Is this the strength of a mid-stage Great Perfection master of Mahayana? So powerful." Lu Chen clenched his fists secretly, adjusted his breath, and was ready for it.

"Father." Huang Hanchong saw Huang Qulingling and immediately lowered his head in shame. When he came out of the Taizhou Secret Realm, Huang Hanchong was so arrogant. However, after arriving at the Fantasy Star Realm, (8) defeated one after another. Even now, if it weren't for Huang Qulingling's failure, he would have survived.

Huang Que Ling did not blame Huang Hanchong. She glanced at his third son with deep meaning, then turned to Lu Chen, Ding Qing looked at him a few times, Huang Que Ling smiled coldly and said, "I have heard that there was a peerless genius in the Taizhou realm. Now I see him, it is indeed extraordinary. I can force Hanchong to such a situation. I have to admire my friend's methods."

"I beat the young one, come old one. Humph!" Lu Chen whispered, knowing that he could not kill Huang Han Chong today, so he laughed and said, "I have been praised by the Huang family's Fazu. Lu is really lucky to use his three lives."

"My friend is too polite." Huang Quling shouted coldly and said, "We have practiced Taoism and finally said that when facing life and death, the dog is not as skilled as others. It's just that sometimes, don't be too much in life or death, otherwise you will get rewarded."

"Oh? Haha..." Lu Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard this threatening remark: "If these words were spoken by others, Lu might have listened to them, but wouldn't he be afraid of laughing at me?" Lu Chen blinked, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Too much, to say too much, it is better for your Huang family to go too far. If it weren't for Huang Tong or Huang Qingzhu's enlistment, would you get this ground with the Huang family? Who would kill people randomly? Lu Chen thought so.

Choked by Lu Chen's words, Huang Queling's old face turned pale and said in a lust: "Since my friend doesn't listen to the advice, then that's all. The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow. He said Huang must come to ask for advice. Let's go..."

After Huang Quling finished speaking, he pulled Huang Hanchong up and led the disciples of the Huang family to leave Zhenlingxing under countless astonishment eyes...

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