"He Quan, hand over the antidote to the Spirit Devouring Powder, I can spare your life today!" Lu Chen said.

"Haha, joke, we also have the God Monarch in Hefu, plus the four major families of Xiaoxiang City are in the same spirit, even if we owe the three of them a great favor, we will leave you all today!" He Quan sneered.

At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the depths of the mansion, "It's been tens of thousands of years, and no one has come to my mansion to spread wilderness!" Before the voice fell, a strong aura appeared in everyone's senses.

The faint sound of footsteps came from far and near, and several Yuanying Great Perfection monks stepped out under the leadership of a middle-aged monk, who was He Xuelin, the lord of He Mansion, one of the early monks of the four great gods of Xiaoxiang City.

"Father!" He Quan was full of awe when he saw his father come out.

"See the Mansion Master!" everyone in the He Mansion bowed and saluted and said in unison.

"Wang Protector, take this son down for me!" He Xuelin ordered.

"Yes!" replied the monk surnamed Wang respectfully, and after speaking, the man offered a long black knife from the storage bag.

The monk surnamed Wang roared violently, and the spiritual power was frantically poured into the long knife, and a terrible wind sounded, and the long knife turned into a black light, and with a violent momentum, it swept away in the direction of the landing dust.

Lu Chen took out an eighth-order low-grade talisman from the storage ring and turned it into a light shield to protect his whole body.

The overwhelming wind blade could not even touch it.

Lu Chen secretly mobilized the Zhenxian Tower, and the heaven and earth aura of the entire Xicheng suddenly surged in the direction of Lu Chen.

"Falling Stars"

Lu Chen snorted lightly, suddenly stretched out his hand, bent three fingers, and left only the index finger and middle finger standing together.

In an instant, the stars shifted, the sky was dark, and the endless void suddenly appeared in the shape of stars, and more faint starlight sprinkled down.

Suddenly, the starlight that fell down condensed in the void a little bit, condensed into two crystal clear giant fingers, and the heaven and earth aura of the entire space poured into the fingers crazily.

The pupils of the people in He Mansion contracted violently, what kind of magical power is this, it is so powerful, under the crisis of life and death, the monk surnamed Wang sacrificed several defensive magic weapons from the storage bag, urged the mana, and released layers of shields to protect him in it.

The second form of the fragment, "Falling Star", refers to the current cultivation of Lu Chen, which is powerful enough to compare to the blow of a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the gods!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Two fingers, the middle finger is the longest, and the index finger is second, like two spears, falling one after the other!

The first finger, a clicking sound sounded, and several defensive magic weapons of the monk surnamed Wang were instantly covered with cracks and shattered.

The second finger, a giant finger that had been transformed, fell his chest in the man's desperate eyes!

Burst!

The person vomited blood, and after a few breaths, the breath in his body slowly dissipated, and he fell.

If He Quan still despised Lu Chen before, then now it has become a kind of fear, he retreated dozens of steps and hid behind his father, for fear that Lu Chen would rise up and kill him.

"Father, move the rescuers quickly!" He Quan had completely lost the arrogance just now, and said in a trembling tone.

He Xuelin took out a magic weapon from the storage ring and shot a ringing arrow into the sky, which shattered and turned into a blood-colored firework.

Several figures in the Dongcheng Di Mansion, the South City Luo Mansion, and the North City Yan Mansion raised their heads in unison, with solemn expressions.

"It's a call for help arrow issued by Xicheng He Fu, it is not a matter of life and death, it will definitely not be used lightly, pass the order, all the monks above the Yuan Infant Stage will gather immediately, and march towards Xicheng in a quarter of an hour!" These people said to the attendants beside them.

"He Quan, I'll give you another chance, and immediately hand over the antidote to the Spirit Devouring Powder!" Lu Chen said in a deep voice.

"Father, help me kill him!" Feeling the killing intent in Lu Chen's eyes, He Quan's body trembled involuntarily.

"In that case, I'll take it myself!" After speaking, Lu Chen took out a talisman from the storage ring and hit He Quan.

"Father, save me, it's an eighth-order talisman!"

He Xuelin's pupils shrank slightly, his face was pale, and his eyes were murderous.

He Xuelin quickly took out a set of array flags and spread them around He Quan, only to see layer after layer of protective light shields, which continued to appear around He Quan, surrounding him layer by layer.

This set of array flags is a set of eighth-order mid-grade magic weapons, which can easily block the full force of the early stage cultivator of the Transformation Spirit.

Sure enough, Lu Chen's talisman quickly attacked in front of He Quan, but it failed to break through the defensive light shield turned into He Xuelin's set of array flags.

"Junior, forgive me, no matter how powerful your talisman is, it can't break through the defense of this set of eighth-order array flags. He Xuelin said proudly.

"Boy, when you wait for Ben Shao, you must tear down your bones piece by piece to relieve the hatred in my heart!" He Quan said through gritted teeth, he now hated Lu Chen in his heart.

Lu Chen ignored the arrogant expressions of the father and son, and then took out ten talismans from the storage ring and hit He Quan again.

This time, not only did He Quan turn pale with fright, but He Xuelin was also bitter in his heart at the moment, no matter how powerful this flag was, it couldn't block the blow of ten eighth-order mid-grade magic talismans after superimposing.

"Fellow Daoist, spare your life!" He Quan's heart completely collapsed, in the face of the threat of death, this person could no longer care about the pride and face of the young master of He Mansion, all he thought about was how to save his life, and begged for mercy.

Lu Chen and Luo Wen are on the same page, He Quan, as his disciple, since he had a murderous intention against himself and poisoned Zhen Xiaomin, Lu Chen had already made up his mind to kill this person at this moment, so he didn't pay attention to He Quan's pleas.

"Shaft, you dare!" He Xuelin's eyes were about to crack at the moment, and he let out an angry roar from his mouth, turned over his hand and took out a yellow jade plate, this person's spiritual power was frantically poured in, and a yellow light shot out from the surface of the jade card, and a yellow light mask appeared again in front of He Quan.

Ten eighth-order mid-grade magic talismans were superimposed, and their power increased several times, and they hit the yellow light mask in a flash.

The yellow shield "banged" and shattered completely.

The defensive light shield in front of He Quan's body also collapsed, and this person was seriously injured in an instant, and he was dying.

The white light in Shen You's hand, which was closest to He Quan, flashed, and an extra Xueliang dagger appeared, and he stabbed towards He Quan without saying a word.

With a miserable scream, the foot-long dagger sank directly into He Quan's chest, and the person fell in a pool of blood, and after a few convulsions of his body, he stopped moving.