"I know you. ”

Lu Chen carried the black sword and walked towards a young man in a blue jade robe: "You are a disciple of the Blue Clothed Sect, when you entered the Gate of the Reverse Book, you entered the Ethereal Hall with me. ”

Lu Chen moved to the front of the blue-clothed young man nearby, evil written all over his face.

The man was startled, fear was clearly written on his face, and he wanted to escape, but it was as if he was walking in a swamp, and his steps were difficult: "Don't kill me." ”

"If I don't kill you, you will come and kill me. Lu Chen sneered, stabbed out with a sword, directly blasting this person's head, and then walked towards a big man next to him: "Are you?"

"I, I am the young master of the stone castle, if you dare to kill me"

"Smack. With a flash of sword light, the big man's body was directly cut in half by the black sword, Lu Chen shook the blood on the black sword, and sneered: "Lao Tzu hates others for threatening me the most." ”

His sword eyebrows were coldly raised, and he scanned the four directions with an almost bloody gaze, and after the weight-bearing space was exerted, the tide of the battle instantly reversed: "You guys are really generous, how can I be virtuous, how can I actually attract more than thirty sect descendants to kill me." ”

"Brother, I'm just passing by, it's none of my business. ”

A middle-aged man suddenly screamed and burst into tears.

"Who are you?"

"Tiangang Sect. ”

"Bang" The sword light flashed, and this person's head fell to the ground instantly, Lu Chen shook his head and said: "They are all in their thirties, and they are still mixed with this group of little children, it's really embarrassing." ”

"Lu Chen, you really dare to do it. ”

Seeing this, Gu Jingtao, who had always been very crazy, was also a little flustered, under the weight, although he would not be pressed down, but at this time, the speed of any ordinary monk could be faster than him, not to mention Lu Chen, who had the skill of soldiering.

Even though his cultivation is much higher than Lu Chen, but Lu Chen has a black sword in his hand, it is not impossible to kill him: "There are more than 30 sects behind our people, and you dare to openly make enemies of these more than 30 sects?"

"If you dare to mess around, there will be no place for you in this Great Zhou. ”

"Are you threatening me?" Lu Chen stared at Gu Jingtao's side and said, "Don't move the family behind you at every turn, like a man, you have the ability, you come to kill me now." ”

Gu Jingtao's face changed, but his heart was too bitter, there was a mountain pressure on his back, not to mention his hands, even action was a problem, at this time, he had to take out his divine power and forcibly fight against this weight-bearing space, otherwise he would have been crushed to pieces.

"Don't be crazy. Gu Jingtao gritted his teeth and stared at Lu Chen with a hideous face, the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and he was sweating like rain.

Lu Chen's figure flashed, and he instantly moved in front of Gu Jingtao, and with a cold slap, he directly slapped his two front teeth down.

"You"

"What am I talking about?" Lu Chen sneered and slapped again: "That slap just now is to teach you how to behave, this slap is for Ding Yao, you'd better stop pestering her in the future, oh yes, you may not have a chance." ”

Everyone else was frightened, the descendants of the ancient clan were so humiliated by Lu Chen, it seems that there is nothing in the world that Lu Chen does not dare to do.

More than 100 people present were in danger, and some even knelt down on the spot, like a dog.

"Hehe, is this the so-called descendant of the sect? ”

Lu Chen shook his head, showing a hint of sighing, and in an instant, the black clouds and thunder arrays in the air flashed in all directions, as if countless silver dragons roared down from the sky and bombarded those people.

For a while, screams erupted, thunderclouds rolled in the air, accompanied by blood splashes, setting off the sky over the entire small city as if it were purgatory.

In this battle, Lu Chen was destined to become famous in one battle, and with his own strength, he destroyed more than 60 guards of the Gu clan and the Zhuge family, plus more than 30 outstanding disciples of the sect, and there had not been such a sensational incident for many years in the Great Zhou, which had been calm for a long time.

With more than thirty cultivation sects, including ordinary sects and top-level holy places, Lu Chen's move was undoubtedly like a declaration of war by all the cultivation sects of the Great Zhou, and after this battle, he was destined to become a recognized enemy of the Great Zhou cultivation world.

However, Lu Chen didn't think about it so much, he only knew now that he must not be able to keep his mouth alive, if he was soft-hearted at this juncture, he would definitely have endless troubles.

He didn't keep the back move, and sacrificed the Blood Soul Banner at this time, countless monks were split into ashes by thunder and lightning, but the divine soul was absorbed by the Blood Soul Banner at the first time, and became the source of the Blood Soul Banner's power.

"Desolate Blood Soul Banner, you demon. ”

Many people were stunned, as soon as the demon blood soul banner came out, it suddenly overflowed with monstrous demonic energy, which made people tremble.

"You, who the hell are you?" Gu Jingtao gritted his teeth, and was slashed by eighteen thunderbolts in a row, and his body was already a blur of flesh and blood.

A black light shot through, and the black sword directly penetrated Gu Jingtao's chest, and as soon as the soul came out, it was wrapped in the blood light shot out by the blood soul flag, and it was included in the soul flag: "Enjoy it, you will never be reborn." ”

"Lu Chen, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost. Gu Jingtao's scream sounded in the soul flag, and he saw that his soul was quickly engulfed by the blood light and disappeared into the vast sea of blood.

More than a hundred people were almost completely wiped out in just one stick of incense, and at this time, Zhuge Ming's face was frightened, and he urged all his strength to retreat with difficulty in the weight-bearing space.

Lu Chen had a blood soul banner on his head, holding a black sword, looking at Zhuge Ming over there, full of murderous aura, and walked towards the other party step by step.

"Don't. ”

Zhuge Ming kept shaking his head, fear was clearly written on his face, looking at the broken corpses all over him, Zhuge Ming's scalp was numb, he had already reached the cultivation of the Chaos Realm, but he was so frightened by such a small God Refining Cultivator that he couldn't speak.

Under the weight-bearing space, Lu Chen is the master, even if he is an immortal powerhouse who steps on the Desolate Secret Realm, Lu Chen dares to fight with him, let alone the Chaos Realm.

"This inkstone is good. ”

Lu Chen stared at the suspended inkstone beside Zhuge Ming, his eyes burst out with greedy light, he quickly moved to the side of the inkstone, wanting to reach out to grab it, but suddenly an ink dragon rushed out and knocked Lu Chen back several steps.

The ink dragon roared in the air, and the weight-bearing space didn't have much impact on it, but at this moment, the ink dragon instantly transformed, and a golden figure appeared in front of Lu Chen's eyes.

"Xiao'er, you are so bold that you dare to attack my great-grandson. ”

"Grandfather save me. Zhuge Ming stared at the golden shadow in the air, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and howled loudly at the golden shadow.

Lu Chen was taken aback, this person was no stranger to Lu Chen, it was Zhuge Qingtian who presided over the door of this anti-book, but this seemed to be just a wisp of divine thought left by Zhuge Qingtian in this inkstone, even so, there was a powerful power circulating in his body.

Lu Chen secretly screamed that it was not good, a wisp of divine thought, it was actually a cultivation of stepping on the wilderness, Lu Chen didn't dare to imagine what kind of terrifying level the real Zhuge Qingtian's cultivation had reached.

That wisp of divine thought was proudly guarded in front of Zhuge Ming, with an inky dragon shadow wandering around his body, and a big hand slapped down from the sky, completely ignoring the weight-bearing space, and overwhelmingly covered Lu Chen.

"Smack"

With a loud bang, Lu Chen's whole person fell from the sky, and his big hand covered it all the way, directly destroying an entire street in the small city below into ruins, Lu Chen crawled out of the ruins, covered in blood, and a thick unwillingness appeared on his face.

"Zhuge Xiaoer, count yourself lucky. Lu Chen stared coldly at Zhuge Ming in the air, didn't dare to stay here longer, forcibly operated the mantra of the soldier, and quickly disappeared into the vast void in one step and ten miles.

"You can't run. ”

Zhuge Ming gritted his teeth and stared at the direction where Lu Chen disappeared, at this time he was still a little apprehensive, if he hadn't captured his grandfather Zhuge Qingtian's divine thoughts at the moment of crisis, maybe he would have died on the spot like everyone else.

This was indeed a very bloody battle, in just two pillars of incense, more than 100 people, more than 30 outstanding disciples of the cultivation sect, were actually wiped out by a small monk in the realm of refining gods, this spread out, directly shocked the world.

At the same time, the old monsters in more than thirty sects all felt an ominous aura, each of them was white-haired, but the pace was steady, they flew out of the palace with anger on their faces, looked at the sky from afar, and then turned into a divine rainbow and flew towards the border of Shu.

That night, including Zhuge Qingtian, more than thirty old monster-level figures appeared in the sky above this small city, and at this time, in this space, there was still a strong smell of blood.

"Huang'er. An old man with white hair and only a layer of flesh and skin was wrapped in flesh, staring at the broken jade pendant in his hand, his entire old face was almost twisted together, he shouted loudly, and the whole sky was filled with his voice: "Zhuge Qingtian, you have to give us an explanation." ”

This person's name is Chen Tiansong, he is an old monster-level figure in the top holy land Nanxuanzong, his cultivation is unfathomable, and his grandson Chen Shaohuang also participated in this battle, and was split into ashes by the thunder and lightning turned by Lu Chen.

"Xiao'er, you were there at the time, who the hell killed my grandson?"

It was an old man with a gray face and a beard, carrying a big knife on his back, and he was very domineering.

In the face of the questioning of these seniors, Zhuge Ming did not dare to conceal it, and added fuel and vinegar: "His name is Lu Chen, and he holds a black sword in his hand, which seems to be made of the Taiyin True Dragon Iron that was lost in the Heavenly Sword Gate last time, and there is also the Demon Clan's Desolate Weapon Blood Soul Banner, and there are many kinds of demon arts, he casts a strange space, imprisons us all in it, and then tortures and kills all of us." ”

Zhuge Ming did not say the words of the nine reverses, but only replaced them with demon arts, in their opinion, the nine reverses belong to the Great Zhou royal family and the three major royal families, and it is impossible to leak the news: "Senior, that little child is too rampant, many of our brothers have reported to the family, but he is not ashamed, saying that he will destroy all our Great Zhou sects and claim the king himself." ”

"It's so rampant. There was an old monster who couldn't hold his breath and was angry on the spot: "If I don't break that little child's body into ten thousand pieces, I won't be blind to death." ”

"Why aren't you dead?" asked someone next to him.

"Brother Jiang, my great-grandson escaped because he sacrificed a trace of my divine thoughts. Zhuge Qingtian next to him hurriedly explained, even if he was an elder-level figure of the Zhuge family, in front of these old monsters, he also seemed quite low-key, and more than thirty cultivation sects were comparable to his Zhuge royal family.

"What kind of cultivation is that little one?"

Speaking of this, Zhuge Ming's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and he said slowly: "Senior, I can't hide it, his dantian secret realm is broken, and he can't cultivate at all. ”