Luo Chen stood on the top of the barren mountain, the spiritual power of his body flowed all over his body like electricity, and the dantian in his abdomen exuded a brilliant difference, which was a combination of all the power of the eight demon pills, containing infinite power, if Luo Chen concentrated these energies in the place of waiting at this time, and spewed out, he could hit the ninth-order demon general hard!

Luo Chen had just stood up straight, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were suddenly stormy, and the black and oppressive dark clouds were condensed above Luo Chen's head, and the light of lightning flickered faintly in the whirlpool, as if the legendary catastrophe was coming. Luo Chen held a ball of blue light in his hand, looking at the thunder in the sky and eager to try. If he really led the thunder, then he would have to see how strong this tribulation was!

Luo Chen continued to slowly adjust the spiritual power in his body, although the power of this demon pill was absorbed by him into the dantian, but it had not been completely absorbed, so Luo Chen's strength still stopped at the peak of the eighth order, and he was not close to an inch. But this dark cloud suddenly changed its appearance, the black cloud seemed to have a life and wriggled and changed, and slowly formed a huge human face, which simply overlooked the world and was incomparably majestic.

"This!" Luo Chen's eyes widened, and he quickly stretched out his hand to summon the silver sword, and waited for it.

Who knew that the huge face that the dark cloud turned into slowly opened its huge mouth, and said, "Little friend, don't you know me if I change my face?"

"Are you?" Luo Chen fixed his eyes and saw that the dark clouds had delicate facial features, tall eyebrows, and above the black clouds, there were faint bursts of fairy energy, Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Aren't you the person who calls himself Su Zhan?"

"It's the old man. The dark cloud giant smiled and said, "The old man congratulates Xiaoyou on his imminent breakthrough to the ninth-order cultivation. ”

"Thank you......." Luo Chen threw down the sword in his hand and asked, "But you must have come here with such fanfare, you must not only congratulate you on this, right?"

"Well, what Xiaoyou said is good, I'm here to give you two choices. Wuyun paused and said: "Although you are about to enter the ninth order of cultivation, but the demon god will also recover, now his power has begun to penetrate into the outside world, nine consecutive beads, it has become eight and a half months, it is estimated that in less than a month, his body can descend to the top of the mountain." ”

Luo Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Senior, I know this, you better pick up important things and talk about it." ”

"Hahaha, okay. The dark cloud said with a huge face: "The first choice, learn my Su Zhan swordsmanship, with your qualifications, you can become a murderous sword in a month, and you can naturally reach the tenth order by cultivation, when the time comes, you will be pointed at by the sword, and you will look at it, the demon god is not your opponent, you can naturally save the great wilderness." ”

"Such a good thing?" Luo Chen asked suspiciously, "What about the second option?"

"In exchange for the Void Kunlun Mirror in your arms, I will help you save Ming Yu. The dark cloud giant said lightly: "The old man's strength is limited, and you can only choose one of the two." ”

Luo Chen was stunned.

Su Zhan was a strong man millions of years ago, he never did anything meaningless, he clearly knew that even if Luo Chen could be promoted to the tenth order cultivation within a month, he was far from being the opponent of the demon god, because Luo Chen had power, but did not have a powerful means of attack. In this way, Luo Chen is very likely to die at the hands of the demon god. Relatively speaking, Ming Yu's life seems to be less important. One is the life of Luo Chen himself plus more than half of the people of the Great Wilderness, and the other is the life of Ming Yu's lonely widow. But why did the demon god still have to throw Luo Chen this dilemma? Is it stupid? No, the long river of fate is not only short in the present, but also in the future.

"Is the Void Kunlun Mirror you are talking about..... this bronze mirror?" Luo Chen took out a silver mirror from his arms, the blood belonging to Ming Yu on it had been wiped away, and the picture of the fairy holding the lamp to the moon on it was still clearly visible, this picture was lifelike, and the people on it seemed to be able to return to the moon at any time.

The dark cloud giant face said: "It is this mirror, this is an ancient artifact, the void mirror made by the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun Mountain, used to guard Kunlun Sacred Mountain, under this mirror, the hundred demons have nothing to hide, thousands of ghosts turn into ashes, and ten thousand demons scatter and return to the devil, but the fairy palace is broken, the gods collapse, the gods are not good, the immortals are all returned to the dust." And this mirror has become an artifact for void shuttle. ”

"So that's the case....... Luo Chen lowered his head and said, "Can it save Ming Yu?"

"Yes. ”

"Is Ming Yu dying?" Luo Chen raised his head and looked at the dark cloud giant face and said, "If he wasn't dying, I don't think you would be in a hurry to see me." ”

"Well, yes, he's dying, he's really suppressed under the wasteland, and his soul is about to melt. ”

"Don't say it, mirror, you take it!" Luo Chen clenched the bronze mirror, and with the greatest strength in his life, he threw the bronze mirror into the dark clouds.

Outside, Mobei Fengchuan tribe.

The Fengchuan tribe is known as the first majority, there is no doubt, looking at it from a distance, you can see a more majestic and majestic boulder black city than the scimitar mud stone city standing, the solid wall is eight zhang high, a city gate like a fierce beast and a huge mouth is lying in front of you, the city gate is a boulder carving, and there are hundreds of kinds of fierce demon beasts in the great wilderness carved on it, which seems to be very oppressive. At the head of the city hung a huge blackbird's head. This is the demon general Mochen who has just mutated under the plague god, it has the power of nearly ten orders, it can be said that under the demon king, there is no invincible opponent, but it was killed by someone, and its body was in a different place, even if it took the blood (raw materials) of the demon god, it was impossible to recover.

Wei Xiaoliang sent the God of Plague to lead the blackened Chilian Demon King to conquer this tribe. The God of Plague brought seventy seventh-order demon beasts and twenty eighth-order demon beasts, which can be said to be exhausted, and the Chilian Demon King was like a giant dragon crushing the ground, slowly crawling towards the Black Rock City, and the black snake eyes were like murderous sword soldiers, which was terrifying.

Even the god of plague did not dare to ride on Chi Lian's body, but followed on foot. This demon king is the demon king in the end, and his gestures are full of the domineering spirit of the king of the demons, which makes the demons frightened and the beasts run away. But until the soldiers came to the city, the Fengchuan tribe still didn't have any sound, and there were no defensive measures, just like the city, empty. But the head of the city still hung with the inky dust, and the bird's head was still faintly dripping blood, and the god of plague felt a pain in his heart.

"Rats!" the plague god scolded angrily: "You dare to kill my love to be Mochen, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, I don't want to break the city by mistake and hurt the people who belong to my Lord Wei Xiaoliang, I will only kill your patriarch, rat..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" scolded a drunken old man in the city, "What the are you yelling about?"

"Who are you?" the plague god scolded, "Nameless rat, quickly call out the one who kills me who loves to put ink dust out, or I will slaughter Fengchuan!"

"Then you've found the right person. The old man laughed, patted the head of the bird on the head of the city, and said, "I killed this big bird." ”

"You?" said the plague god in a mocking voice, "Who are you?"

Zhang Xinqi. ”