"Peng!"

As soon as Lu Chen's cold tone fell, everyone could see that an immortal envoy from the upper realm of Buddhism exploded and died. From beginning to end, he did not even scream, and then disappeared.

The cold magic, decisive means, and delicate layout all moved the monks present.

In an instant, the sky above the God and Demon Stars was silent. Even the two successful Shuras were stunned in place. Jingyue and Ma Zhen looked at the figure in the smoke in disbelief and speechlessly.

"The Immortal Envoy... is that dead?" The monks from the fairy realm in the extraterrestrial starry sky stared at each staring at each other for a long time and could see clearly how Lu Chen killed Amiluo. Only Lu Chen knew that Lu Chen was a little more relaxed, and an Immortal Envoy turned into ashes. From the eyes of the Immortal Envoy, everyone saw the last trace of despair. There was nothing else except that.

"The God of Killing is indeed terrible. Even the Immortal Envoy is no match for it."

"Haha, I'll say the boss is definitely fine." On the side of the Ganyu Sect, Zhuang Wenyuan grinned and looked confident, and laughed out loud. When it comes to knowing Lu Chen, Zhuang Wenyuan is definitely one. On the surface, Lu Chen looked like he was ready to die, but he understood that the boss in front of him was a typical person who cherished his life like gold. Without some ability, he would never fight with those immortals.

Le Chen watched Lu Chen fight the envoy of the Immortal World with his heart. Seeing this scene, he felt a little relieved, but he didn't let go. After all, there were four immortal envoys, and the one who died was obviously the weakest: "Don't be too happy too early, the one behind him will be troubled." Le Chen stopped everyone's cry, pondered for a while, and was quite anxious.

When Ganyumen received the news from Jin Xiu, it was not that he failed to discuss it, but the final conclusion was that Lu Chen ordered everyone not to take action. After all, the other party was an immortal envoy, and it was useless to have too many people. He thought about it and looked back at Murong Yuxi and Fang Zixin and said, "Have you brought the things?"

The two women were trembling with flowers when they saw it, and the two lines of hot tears had already rolled in their pretty faces. When they heard the dust lifted it up, the two women immediately took out a small box, which contained a green single-patterned treasure pill.

Le Chen took the precious pill, swung his hand and shot it at Lu Chen, and then sent a voice to him: "This is a treasure pill recently refined by the master, called Xihong, which is already an extraordinary item. This is the only one that can help you. You cannot die."

Le Chen's words seemed very ruthless. Although he didn't say much, it was warm in Lu Chen's ears. He knew that when he said that he loved him, he might not be as good as Mr. Le Chen's words were not ruthless, but out of almost blind trust.

Holding the pill in his hand, Lu Chen nodded heavily, put the pill in his mouth and pressed it down, and was always ready to take it. Similarly, he didn't know what the effect of the red pill was, and he also held excessive trust from Chen.

Pressing the heart-wrenching ribs of the chest, Lu Chen endured the pain and flew over the sky, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his robe sleeve, smiled coldly, and said, "Yang Ding..."

The space trembles, and Lu Chen's voice is loud, which contains the aura of killing evil spirits.

"Jingyue..."

"Ma Zhen..."

"Ziyan..."

Lu Chen stretched out four fingers: "There are four of you, soon, the immortal realms will be your burial place."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen changed his guard to attack and rushed towards the third-level demon immortal Ma Zhen.

"boom!"

The immortal realms were boiling, and there were countless masters, but everyone's hard work was stirred up by Lu Chen's arrogant, cold and arrogant tone. Everyone clenched their fists and stared at Lu Chen without squinting, sweating hard for him. The radicals couldn't help but cheer for Lu Chen at the top of their throats.

The strength of the cultivators in the following world, and the angrily battles against the immortal envoys of the upper world, how domineering, how transcendent, how rampant and unrestrained, Lu Chen is like the spiritual leader of the immortal realm. Every punch, every kick, every hammer... is aroused by the masters in the cultivation world.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The war broke out again, Lu Chen was unstoppable, as if the pain had been transformed into infinite power, turning him into a peerless evil god.

The second goal, Ma Zhen...

Although Ma Zhen has a level three cultivation level, Lu Chen is not afraid of him. He chose him because he is the only one in the Demon Sect.

The fists and feet are added together, and the hammer is constantly strong. Haokong is practicing hundreds of times, and he would rather hurt his muscles and bones, and he would rather take Ma Zhen down. As long as Ma Zhen dies, there are only two people left in the third-level immortals, and he can use Luohu.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

If we say that Lu Chen's Haokong Hammer is indeed worthy of being a weapon refining method inherited by the evil Taoism, the hammer's strength is unrivalled. In addition, Lu Chen's spirit of fearlessness, he beat Ma Zhen in a short moment without any power to fight back.

"Jingyue, Yang Ding, what are you doing?" Feeling the surging hammer force, Ma Zhen's arms were faintly numb. He felt like he could not hold on to the cloud stick in the sky several times. He fought back in danger and had to ask for help from Yang Ding and Jingyue.

However, Lu Chenchun used the magic of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Action to control his body as if flying, and his body was as light as a swallow. He was even more like Lingmao, Jingyue, Yang Ding, and Ziyan frequently used killer moves behind him, but most of them were avoided by Lu Chen. It was just that Lu Chen hit Lu Chen in a few more mouthfuls of blood. He ignored the three of them at all, and all the offensives were thrown on Ma Zhen alone.

The battle was extremely fierce. Everyone saw Lu Chen resisting the sneak attack with his physical strength and keeping away from Ma Zhen's steps, his heartbeat accelerated, and the air conditioning was pumping.

"Damn it, it's so fucking exciting to kill God."

"I'm a man, this is a man."

"Kill God...Kill God..."

The wavy shouts sounded one after another, and as the earth of the gods and demons collapsed, the entire starry sky was buzzing continuously.

Qianyumen, Tianyao Wuhe Mountain, the four ancient immortal tribes, and even scattered monks from all sides also raised flags and shouted, and the sound of killing was like thunder.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

Haokong is refining hundreds of times, the hammer is heavy, Lu Chen's offensive is overwhelming, and all the body-protecting immortal energy is placed behind him.

"Crack!" Yunxiao's fairy armor was separated by the palm power of the three masters and the power of magic weapons. Lu Chen squirted a mouthful of thick blood on Ma Zhen's face, and then shook his arms and shook Yunxiao's fairy armor off his body.

"Come on, let you see the power of Master Dao."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lu Chen swung seventy-two hammers in the blink of an eye. Ma Zhen finally could not resist Lu Chen's huge hammer force. He couldn't hold the pacified cloud stick in his hand and threw it out from afar. The man even vomited blood and retreated and defeated.

Lu Chen did not relax at all, and then received Zi's palm. With the strength of the palm, the Tian Silkworm Divine Art was used to the extreme, and he tried his best and then swung another hammer.

"The Seventy-third..." Lu Chen counted silently, and the Haokong Hammer Technique was able to improve, his heart was wide open, and his aura was shocked: "Boom!"

A hammer hit Ma Zhen’s back with an impartial blow, and the sound of bones shattering sounded in the sky.

Ma is really not as good as Lu Chen because he has no vitality liquid. Lu Chen can last for so long without dying, but it is just that the slow-effect life liquid has been used.

Ma Zhen's entire body turned into a semicircular shape, and the bones in his wings were shattered and could not be maintained. Taking this opportunity, Lu Chen pulled up and rushed forward, pointed out the Yanyan Curse, and immediately bombarded Ma Zhen.

After half an hour of battle, the first-level Arhat Amiluo will die; the third-level demon immortal horse will die!

"Ma Zhen..." Yang Ding subconsciously cried out sadly when he saw Ma Zhen turning into ashes. It was not because he had friendship with Ma Zhen, but because he was fighting with Lu Chen at this moment. Ma Zhen's death inevitably made the three of them feel like they were cunning rabbits and lackeys.

Lu Chen repeatedly killed the immortal envoys, and to this day, more than ten people came down from the mortal world, and only three of them were left. How could the three of them not be afraid?

But at this moment, Lu Chen didn't want to miss the opportunity of the three of them being stunned. The moment the palm was retracted, Haokong Hammer strangely recycled it into his body. He bit through the red pill with one bite. The endless power of vitality actually pulled out the lost magic power from his flesh and blood, and regenerated more immortal energy.

The spirit shook Lu Chen, and his palms flashed with light. He closed his bow and arrow in front of his chest. He turned his back to the earth, looked up at the sky, pulled hard, and the long bow was full of the moon.

"Swoosh!"

Luohu bow and feathered arrow, take Shura Yang Ding directly.

"No..." Yang Ding's heart twitched, as if a big hand was holding his heart tightly, feeling suffocating. Facing Luo Hou, even he could not erase the shock and horror in his heart. However, Yang Ding was cruel and ruthless. He grabbed Zi Yan and threw it towards the Yusha arrow, and actually wanted to use Zi Yan's body to resist the power of the arrow.

"boom!"

Without any suspense, Zi Yan's horrified pupils were covered with blood. He watched the arrow that was close to him fly, and as soon as he screamed, it was knocked into residue. Then the arrow's power remained unabated, and it broke through the air with half of Yang Ding's side.

"puff!"

The violent arrow wind drove the power to destroy everything, and took half of Yang Ding's body away, fuzzy with blood.

Lu Chen stepped flat on the ground, and with the last divine thought, he lifted the hammer and came in a divine way. The Haokong Hammer became huge and pressed towards him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three consecutive hammers knocked Yang Ding into a shattered mo...

After killing along the way, Lu Chen's movements were like flowing clouds and water, supporting the almost fainted body with extremely powerful divine thoughts. He first killed Ma Zhen, turned around and drew arrows, and blasted the two major Shura until one died and the other seriously injured. Then he used a harsh move and killed Yang Ding, the third-level Shura in one fell swoop. There was no delay in the process, and the movements were coherent and the intention was obvious, which was outrageous. It seemed that he had planned this and could easily implement it.

"Wushayun..."

After killing the three masters, the medicinal power of the red pill was almost squandered. Lu Chen could not support his body, so he called Wushayun to kneel on the clouds, leaned on the Haokong Hammer with one hand and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, his face pale.

Jingyue Arhat was stunned. Just when Lu Chen was killing the three masters, he even lost his ability to react. He watched all this happen and felt powerless.

"Why are cultivators in the mortal world so terrible?" Jingyue asked herself, even the third-level celestial immortal figures in the mortal world do not have such a powerful existence.

The uneasy extraterrestrial starry sky, the heavy breathing sound formed a thunderous momentum. Every bit, every shadow and scene were witnessing the hearts of the monk who defeated the strong with the weak and defeated the strong with the few with the more battles.

An incredible gaze was cast around, as if it was a hundred times more terrifying than seeing the ancient giant beast.

(8) "Killing God, this is the strength of the Killing God. If you get hurt like this, you can kill the three great immortal envoys in one fell swoop."

"It is worthy of being the God of Killing, the God of Killing in the Immortal Realms." Excited eyes abounded in the crowd.

"The boss is really not a human being. He has all killed so many immortal envoys by himself." Zhuang Wenyuan said while wiping his cold sweat.

"What should I do if there is another one?" Chen Qu, Wu Xingman, Huang Quan and others all looked at Jingyue Luohan with a dazed expression.

Le Chen narrowed his old eyes and a murderous intent flashed through: "You can't stay. What the boy does in the lower realm may be passed to the fairy world. If he cannot be allowed to be chased when he reaches the fairy world, he will be killed."

"Master, he is an immortal envoy. It seems that the monk who died just now is not as good as him. What can we do?" Zhuang Wenyuan said helplessly.
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