"Kill them all!"

"Fight!"

A group of cultivators, with high emotions, they no longer had any scruples.

Lu Chen pointed out their current situation, they have no way out, if they don't fight at this time, do they have to wait for the other party to kill them one by one, anyway, they are all dead, they choose the most dignified way to die, besides, they are not without a chance!

The bodies of dragons, snakes, demons and gods are still there, and their cultivation strength is even stronger than back then, and they are not without the power to fight.

That's all Lu Chen wanted, glanced at the Great Elder, the head of the sect, and the Ling Cang Pavilion Master, and said in a loud voice: "Then let that group of cultivators of the Pure Yang Realm who are high above see our strength!"

"Let them see!"

"Roar!"

One by one, screams and screams, roaring waves of qi churned out from their bodies, shaped like sharp swords shot towards the heavenly dome, extremely sharp, allowing the aura that permeated the sky above the Desolate God Sect to be extremely heavy and dense, and at this moment, it was also stirred by such a force.

Right now!

Above the sky, a cold voice rushed down: "A group of ants who don't know the height of the sky, do you really think that with your poor strength, you can fight against us? I don't know what to say, it's just wishful thinking!"

The ferocious power of pure yang squeezed the void, rolling flames, and evolved along the edge of the big hand.

This big hand fell from the sky, regardless of it, and went straight to the Lu Chen who gathered together, crushing them.

This blow is extremely strong!

But at this moment, another sword light shot out from a distance.

Just right across the void above Lu Chen's heads!

Just like that day, Lu Chen's face was the same as the old demon of the black moon.

The cold sword light shook violently, and the big green hand that fell down was already shattered by the chaotic sword light in an instant.

Mr. Chengfeng was dressed in a white robe, hunting, standing on top of the sword light with his back hand, and sneered: "A group of shameless old things, dignified gods and demons in the Pure Yang Realm, actually disregard their face to deal with a sect that only has Spirit God cultivators, it is simply a loss of face for our Pure Yang Gods and Demons!"

Rumble!

The sky shook, and an ugly man in a green robe with a gloomy face rushed out and hissed: "Old ghost riding the wind, it seems that you really want to go all the way to the dark?"

"In that case, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"

Up and down the sky, the green light was chaotic, and the fierce and violent power went down with the trend, regardless of the fight towards Mr. Chengfeng.

This ugly green robe is the owner of the green palm just now!

The man erupted, and even more ferocious power bloomed from his body.

Mr. Chengfeng laughed wildly: "It's up to you, let the old decay behead you!" The sword light under his feet washed up with a bang.

The two powerful Pure Yang Realm cultivators directly turned on the berserk state.

In the depths of the sky, green light was chaotic, sword light was raging, and the terrifying cold light was flying all over the sky.

Although after an instant, the two Pure Yang Realm cultivators disappeared, the Great Elder and all the cultivators still couldn't help but have a cold sweat rolling on their foreheads, washing down.

The fact that they have no fear is one thing!

After all, they were still cultivators whose cultivation strength was far inferior to that of the other party, and it was inevitable that they would have such a reaction.

Of course, even though his mood fluctuated, he still gritted his teeth one by one, stood in place, and did not move.

But at this moment, after the green light, there was another gloomy aura falling from the sky.

Another cold voice swept in all directions: "Hey, cubs, I'm here." Once again, the aura was torn apart.

A gray figure rushed down.

He couldn't see anything, he couldn't sense anything, and he had already rushed to Lu Chen, who was less than a thousand feet above their heads.

A thousand zhang distance is not a distance at all for a cultivator of this level of cultivation strength.

At the same time, the waves bloomed, and the Heavenly Ape Demon God walked out quietly, sneering: "In front of me, you dare to be presumptuous. The golden light was rolling, rushing endlessly, and with a bang, it was just a slight shake, and it had already stopped the gray figure.

The gray figure trembled slightly, and he didn't see his specific form, but just sneered: "Heavenly Ape, do you dare to come with me?"

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the gray figure also blasted into the void.

The gaze of the Heavenly Ape Demon God fell on Lu Chen's body, and he said in a deep voice: "Lu Chen, tell me, can you handle it?"

The other party sent two powerhouses of the Pure Yang Realm out in a row, just to lure away Mr. Chengfeng and the Heavenly Ape Demon God, especially the Heavenly Ape Demon God.

He's stronger!

Naturally, the tiger that the other party transferred the tiger away from the mountain was him.

He understands!

Lu Chen understood, as did the Great Elder and the cultivators of the Desolate God Sect who were present.

One by one, their eyes fell on Lu Chen's body.

Lu Chen Zhengse said: "Senior, in a short period of time, the other party will not want to help us!"

The Heavenly Ape Demon God said, "Lu Chen, are you sure you're not joking?"

"Senior thought I would be joking with my own life and the lives of so many cultivators in the Desolate God Sect?" Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay!" The figure of the Heavenly Ape Demon God shook and crashed into the void, and the mighty sound waves circled in all directions, "Then you will resist me, I will use the fastest speed to kill my opponent, and then come to help you!" In the depths of the heavenly dome, the crackling sound of collision shook even more fiercely.

The Heavenly Ape Demon God fought with the Pure Yang cultivator who led him out.

And so it goes!

The reinforcements of the two Pure Yang Realms of the Desolate God Sect were transferred away by the other party one after another!

At this moment, the aura above the heavenly dome completely dissipated, Mr. Qingzhu, the Pure Yang Old Man, the Tianyu Venerable, and one of Lu Chen's sworn enemies, the Black Moon Old Demon, the four cultivators of the Pure Yang Realm, were in mid-air, and their majestic posture shone in the sky.

Lu Chen's expression fluctuated slightly, and he smiled: "Four Pure Yangs, heh, you really can afford us!"

When the matter came, the fear of all the cultivators disappeared instead, and they raised their heads one by one, laughing wildly: "What about the four pure yangs, if you want to kill us, it's not so easy!"

"Come on, old things!"

"Today, either you die or we die!"

"Being able to be suppressed by the cultivators of the Four Pure Yang Realms, even if you die, it is worth it!"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"Come on!"

Mr. Qingzhu sneered continuously: "A group of things that don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth really make you bearable! Everyone, who will come first?"

The Black Moon Old Demon's body shook, and a gloomy smile appeared, and this guy's two dark pupils directly locked on Lu Chen, and said sharply: "This kid has destroyed the foundation of this sect in the land of the barren continent, and is the mortal enemy of this sect!"