Volume 1 The Mortal Realm Chapter 87 Desperate Survival
An earth-shattering killing machine rose in Luo Wenshan's heart.
I saw Luo Wenshan pinching the trick with both hands, and his right hand was a little in the air.
"Thunder and Thunder!" Luo Wenshan shouted.
As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of strong and coercive pressure from the distant sky, and countless thunderclouds suddenly appeared in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the sky became extremely gloomy, and a scene of destruction appeared.
With a tyrannical and powerful aura, tens of thousands of cyan thunderbolts the thickness of a bucket fell from it.
Looking at the overwhelming cyan thunder roaring, Lu Chen unhurriedly took out the Zixiao gourd from the storage ring, and secretly gave Luo Linger and Liu Ruyue a reassuring look.
"Hurry!"
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Seeing Lu Chen take out an inconspicuous purple gourd against his eighth-order thunder spell, Luo Wenshan snorted coldly, although it was a clone, but this spell could be enough to wipe out the body of the monk below the Yuan Infant Great Perfection.
The gourd seems to have spirituality, facing countless thunders, and before the thunder touches the gourd's body, a strong suction force suddenly appears in the gourd's mouth, and these ten thousand thunderbolts are absorbed by it one by one, and then fly back to Lu Chen's hand.
In an instant, the wind was light and the sky was back to normal.
Everyone outside the Burial Immortal Valley suddenly fell into a stupor, and an earth-shattering eighth-order thunder spell was dissolved like this?
Seeing that the purple gourd in Lu Chen's hand could actually absorb thunder and lightning, Luo Wenshan's eyes suddenly changed from gloomy to fiery, it was definitely a ninth-order magic weapon, and it might even be a legendary top-order magic weapon.
"Take!"
With Luo Wenshan's low shout, a spiritual power palm of tens of zhang in size appeared again in the sky here, and instantly condensed out, and the five fingers of the giant palm opened and squeezed towards Lu Chen.
Unlike before, this time it was a spell issued by Luo Wenshan who extracted more than half of the spiritual power in his body, and once he was caught by a big hand, even if he was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, he would not want to escape!
Lu Chen took out dozens of seventh-order "Crystal Ice Shield" talismans, and raised them upward, and dozens of crystal clear giant shields suddenly appeared above Lu Chen's head!
The five fingers of the giant palm instantly collided with the ice shield, and countless cracks immediately appeared in the ice shield, turning into ice chips and falling, and the power of the giant palm continued to grab, and it continued to grab towards Lu Chen.
Burst!
Lu Chen, who had lost all his protection, turned pale in an instant under the pressure of the giant palm that was comparable to the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly!
Seeing that he was about to be grabbed by the five fingers of the giant palm, the purple gourd in Lu Chen's hand seemed to feel the life and death crisis of his master, and burst out with purple light, and an astonishing aura instantly rose to the sky, and the powerful coercion permeated the entire mortal realm, making the countless old antiques who were in retreat and cultivation open their eyes in shock, and their divine senses swept towards Dongzhou!
The gourd turned into a purple light and shot out, hitting the void here, and the void trembled.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, a dark and terrifying crack instantly appeared in the sky, and an incomparably powerful suction force erupted from it. Lu Chen's body was flying towards it quickly under the suction of that spatial crack!
"Spatial rift!"
Luo Wenshan roared in a lost voice, his face was instantly filled with horror, only a top-level magic weapon could tear the space!
"This person must be killed today, otherwise he will be allowed to escape into the spatial rift, if he does not die, it will become a great disaster in the future!"
Luo Wenshan's eyes showed endless killing power, he roared lowly, and raised his hand to throw an object.
That Luo Wenshan clone took out an eighth-order magic weapon Xuanbing Ruler! After this thing left his hand, it quickly swelled and turned into ten zhang in size, and bursts of cold light surrounded the body of the ruler.
"Hurry!"
The giant ruler flew rapidly towards the spatial rift.
The eighth-order magic weapon can easily kill all the monks below the Yuanying Great Perfection, if he is hit by the Xuanbing Ruler, Lu Chen's divine form will definitely be wiped out this time!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Linger quickly took out an eighth-order magic weapon Vermilion Bird Aya from the storage bracelet, and raised it forward, the red aya quickly wrapped around the giant ruler, and the two magic weapons were entangled in the air, and for a while, the victory and defeat were indistinguishable.
Luo Wenshan saw that his killing move was destroyed by a little girl in the middle of Jindan, he was very annoyed and ashamed, and wanted to teach Luo Linger a lesson, but there was a throbbing in his heart for no reason, thinking that the little girl was so young, but she had an eighth-order magic weapon, Luo Wenshan did not dare to act rashly for a while, although he was a great power in the late stage of the transformation of gods, but there are many old guys in the mortal world who have not been born to achieve the great perfection of the transformation of gods, and these people can destroy themselves with one hand.
Luo Wenshan's face was pale, and after this resistance, the spatial crack had healed rapidly, but at this moment, he couldn't make another move.
Just glancing at each other one last time with the two women, Lu Chen smiled bitterly, and before he could even speak, his body was instantly swallowed by the spatial crack, and after a while, the crack healed and completely dissipated.
Luo Ling'er frowned, looked at the dissipation of the crack space, and shouted: "If something happens to my family Lu Lang, Miss Ben swears to make your Luo family's blood debt and blood repaid, and there is no place to bury you!"
Threatened by a little girl in the middle of Jindan, although Luo Wenshan couldn't hold it on his face, he felt that the forces behind this woman were not something he could fight against, so he snorted coldly and said to everyone in Qingxia Sect, "Seven days later, the deity will go to Qingxia Sect to pay a visit and ask your sect for an explanation!"
After speaking, Luo Wenshan's figure moved and disappeared.