"Presumptuous!"

Lu Zhanxian's old face was tense, and in his cloudy eyes, the essence flashed at this moment.

"Ren Tianxing, that old thing, in his heyday was very strong, even if he was an old man, he might not be his opponent, but when he lost to you, it was only a mere Saint King Realm, can you kill him, or rely on the Sect Saint Mountain Formation Forbidden Method. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Zhanxian stroked his beard and sneered with a cold expression: "But don't forget, this is the Ming Mansion, the magic weapon Ming Palace refined by your ancestor Ghost Dust, is enough to isolate the formation prohibition of the Holy Mountain!"

"What do you want to express after that?"

Lu Chen looked at him expressionlessly and asked indifferently.

"You ......"

In the face of Lu Chen's behavior, Lu Zhanxian breathed a sigh of relief, which can be described as not light.

It's clear that they're all dying, but they're still pretending there?

"You can't use the formation to prohibit you, you're just a saint who has just stepped into the holy realm, now, you only have two ways to choose, one, take back the ghost qi in the main body of the mansion, and two, die!"

Lu Zhanxian had a cold face, raised his hand and summoned, and the sound of breaking the air sounded with it.

Soon, there was a chopping axe, floating into the Ming Hall.

He was caught in his hands.

"The name of this axe is called broken bones, it is a holy weapon of the earth, although it is not as good as the soul hooking knife, but your cultivation is too low, and you fight hard with the old man, and the only way to end up is a dead end, even if you can control the mansion master now and help you kill the enemy, it is a pity that the mansion master is the realm of the holy king!"

"In the case of losing your mind and not being able to control the Ming Palace, there is no threat to the old man, you have to think about the consequences and then make a decision!"

Lu Zhanxian held the axe, pointed to the landing dust from afar, and warned coldly.

"Who said I can't use the formation prohibition of Zongsheng Mountain?"

Lu Chen looked at him lightly, raised his hand, and shook it gently.

Whoa!

Smack!

Under Lu Zhanxian's frightened gaze, from the ground, a pitch-black chain was penetrated, and on the chain, there were complicated formations all over the road.

"You!, could it be that the mansion master has become a ghost corpse, and he can still control the Ming Palace, and he can't let the Zongsheng Mountain Formation prohibit him from entering?"

Lu Zhanxian was shocked, full of disbelief.

For a while, it was false to say that I was not afraid.

Zongsheng Mountain's formation is prohibited, plus half of the Dao Soul Hooking Knife.

There is also Ye Zizhou, the master of the Ming Palace, who has become Lu Chen's ghost corpse.

There are so many means, and all of them are not bad.

Rao is the realm of the Holy Emperor, and Lu Zhanxian has no confidence!

"The ghost corpse controlled by the Soul Hook Knife will not have a personal mind, and can only obey the orders of the knife wielder, and only know how to kill, and cannot continue to control the Ming Palace. ”

Lu Chen lured the array chain and threw it towards Lu Zhan.

I only heard the constant noise of the clattering.

Lu Zhanxian, who was supposed to resist, had no ability to resist at all.

Almost as soon as they met, the whole body was bound by the formation chains.

Chopping the axe and breaking the bones, it fell to the ground.

"This, this is impossible! If it weren't for the control of the mansion master, it could still be...... Could it be that you are really the reincarnation of a ghost?"

In the end, Lu Zhanxian had already screamed.

An unprecedented sense of fear filled my heart.

Ghost Dust, the founder of the Ming Mansion, a generation of killing gods.

Only the dead can see him for what he really is.

Now that he has been reincarnated and rebuilt?

"Minglong!"

Lu Chen's face was expressionless, and he drank lightly.

"Boy, this dragon god, I don't want to see you. ”

Click!

The void tore open, and a deep sound came from it.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd.

A green dragon phantom slowly appeared, coiled up, suspended in mid-air, a pair of dragon eyes, staring at Lu Chen.

"Actually, it's actually the Ming Dragon God!"

Lu Zhanxian changed color in shock, his heart beat violently, as if he could jump out of his throat at any time, and his whole body fell into a state of shock.

"It is rumored that the Ming Dragon God is the Ming Palace Instrument Spirit, and only by refining his ghost dust can he summon him, even though thousands of years have passed, the successive mansion masters can still control the Ming Palace, but no one can summon the Ming Dragon God out of ......"

"Boy, shut your mouth, this dragon god is the ancestor of the green dragon, not the god of the bullshit Ming Dragon in your mouth!"

Before Wei Chi Wan finished speaking, the Qinglong Phantom Urn reprimanded.

When he was frightened, Wei Chi Wan trembled, and nodded with a smile.

"Do you feel unhappy with the name I gave you?"

Lu Chen asked expressionlessly with his hands behind his back.

"Hmph, boy, 10,000 years ago, you snatched the bones of this dragon ancestor from Qinghai and refined it into a mere half-step artifact, so shameful, this dragon ancestor, how to wash it away......?

Speaking of this, the ancestor of the green dragon was extremely angry and extremely ashamed.

I don't even want to go on.

The ancestor of the green dragon is a dragon god who is older and has existed longer than Lu Chen.

When Lu Chen snatched his dragon bone back then, the ancestor of the green dragon had been dead for countless years.

The keel became the lifeblood of the Ming Palace, and only then was the idea born and the spirit of the instrument was formed.

However, Lu Chen knew very well that the reason why the ancestor of the green dragon regained his mind and turned into a machine spirit was completely angry.

When the Ancestor of the Green Dragon was alive, he couldn't look down on a half-step device, even if it was a real Dao weapon.

"He is really the reincarnation of a ghost!"

Wei Chiwan swallowed his saliva and fell to the ground in fright.

looked at Lu Chen, who was expressionless, as if he was looking at a god.

The legend of the ghost dust, the core members of the Ming Mansion, is well known.

That's an invincible existence!

Ye Yan frowned tightly, looked at his father who turned into a ghost, pursed his red lips, knelt on one knee, gritted his silver teeth and said: "Master Zu, my father didn't know that you were the reincarnation of a ghost, he didn't believe it at all, so he made a mistake, and I hope you ......."

"Not negotiable!"

Before Ye Yan could finish speaking, Lu Chen interrupted indifferently.

Just four words, like a knife piercing the heart.

made Ye Yan's face pale and desperate.

"He doesn't believe that I'm a ghost, but he believes that I'm a descendant of a ghost, so how did he do it? If I hadn't come back again, it would have been my descendants who have come here today...... Do you still dare to intercede?"

Lu Chen carried his hands behind his back, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"I ......"

Ye Yan, who was just about to speak, immediately pursed his red lips in fright, subconsciously lowered his head, and looked away.

"Master Zu is right, this mansion master Ye Zizhou is really a rebellious bastard, he should be turned into a ghost corpse, grandma is a bear land, even Master Zu dares to threaten, he dares to have the idea of a killer, he deserves it!"

"Phew!"

Wei Chiwan's eyes narrowed, shaking his big face plate, and he turned over, slammed and stood up, pointing at Ye Zizhou, who had turned into a ghost, and reprimanded him again and again.

In the end, he rubbed his hands, walked to Lu Chen's side, and said with a smile: "Master Zu, I don't know if I can say anything wrong? ”

(End of chapter)