Under the deliberate propaganda of the Fang family in Dongjun, the news that the foreign monk Chen Qinglie challenged Fang Tianyi, the young head of the Fang family, had already spread throughout Dongjun when Chen Qinglie was in retreat.

In the largest attic of the Fang family, all the monks above the transformation stage of the Fang family, including the recruited offerings, were all sitting in danger.

Fang Xiaofeng, the head of the Fang family, said with an extremely serious face:

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the eyes of outsiders, today is the day when Fang Tianyi, the young head of our Fang family, competes with a foreign monk. ”

"But in fact, this is just a pretense, our Fang family's real purpose is to use this to eliminate the entire Wen family. ”

"Our family has been preparing for 600 years, and today is the time for harvest!"

The Fang family, including those who were worshipped, showed a look of shock, they didn't expect the family hierarchy to be so big.

At this time, the great worship of the Fang family stood up, and this person arched his hand to Fang Xiaofeng and said, "Master Fang, I heard that the Taishang worship of the Wen family is a mortal realm monk named Lu Chen, is it true?"

The old man's name is Zhao Fan, he is a reclusive god monk in Beihai, and his life is approaching, so he grabbed a dragon token and entered the forgotten land, and found some extremely rare heavenly treasures in this small world, but he can only prolong his life for fifty years.

Fang Xiaofeng nodded and said, "This person's name is indeed Lu Chen, but I'm curious, why is this person only a late-stage cultivator in the realm of gods, but he can obtain the title of honor in the mortal realm?"

Zhao Fan said, "I heard that the Supreme Elder of the Xuandao Sect, the largest sect in the mortal realm, fell at the hands of this person, and in the immortal cultivation conference held every hundred years in the mortal realm, this person defeated two spiritual realm cultivators in a row. ”

"There are a lot of rumors about Lu Chen, but this person always creates miracles, so the monks of the mortal realm call him Lu Zun. ”

When the high-level members of the Fang family heard this, their faces showed a solemn expression.

Fang Xiaofeng's gaze fell on the other nine worshippers and asked, "Fellow Daoists of the Xuandao Sect, is what Zhao Daoyou said true?"

The nine Xuandao Sect monks nodded.

At this time, Zhao Fan looked apologetic and said, "Master Fang, I don't want to be the enemy of that Lu Chen, please forgive me!"

Seeing that Zhao Fan wanted to withdraw from this operation, Fang Xiaofeng looked anxious and said, "Zhao Daoyou, please think again!"

After speaking, he took out a wooden box from the storage ring, and there was a crystal clear ginseng inside.

Fang Xiaofeng continued, "Zhao Daoyou, this 50,000-year-old Tianshan snow ginseng can extend the life span of two hundred years, please help our Fang family!"

Zhao Fan didn't reply immediately, but was silent for a moment, thinking about the powerful relationship here, but in the end, it was the ** of longevity that overwhelmed everything.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, the old man will take a gamble to see if this person is worthy of the title of Lu Zun!"

Then, Fang Xiaofeng's gaze turned to the nine monks of the Xuandao Sect.

One of the Xuandao Sect monks at the head said, "Senior brothers, our Supreme Elder died at the hands of this person, and now there are four great cultivators on our side, and the number of God Transformation Divine Monarchs is also twice as large as that of the other party, so we should be able to kill Lu Chen." ”

The other eight monks, after a moment of silence, said, "Okay! Kill this person and correct the name of my Xuandao Sect!"

Fang Xiaofeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "After the deed is completed, each worshipper can get a reward of 500,000 high-grade spirit stones. ”

Seeing that the Fang family was so generous, all the worshippers were happy.

A moment later, everyone in the Fang family walked towards the square in the center of the East County City.

Before the Fang family monks arrived, more than 1,000 monks from Lu Chen and Wen Jiayuan's infancy, as well as Li Guisi and other mortal realm monks, had already arrived at the square.

At this moment, the square was crowded with people, and about tens of thousands of monks from the city came

Watch.

After arriving at the square, Fang Tianyi, the young head of the Fang family, shook his body, and his figure appeared on the competition table in the center of the square.

This person said to Chen Qinglie in the audience, "Chen Daoyou, please advise!"

At the moment when Chen Qinglie flew to the stage, a look of surprise flashed in Fang Tianyi's eyes, he didn't expect that the other party would really break through to the Great Perfection Realm of Transformation within three months.

After Chen Qinglie stood firm, Fang Tianyi's right hand was raised, and a long knife with a pitch-black body appeared in his hand.

The spiritual power in this person's body was frantically injected into the long knife, and the long knife erupted with a burst of powerful coercion.

This knife is one of the three ancestral magic weapons of the Fang family, a ninth-order high-grade magic weapon, and after being urged by spiritual power, its power cannot be underestimated.

The rich black sword condensed out, turning into a sword shadow more than ten zhang in size.

The shadow of the sword emitted bursts of sharp spiritual power fluctuations.

A killing intent flashed in Fang Tianyi's eyes, and he slashed down towards Chen Qinglie.

Where the shadow of the sword passed, the space was violently distorted, as if it was about to be cut by the sword.

Chen Qinglie took out the bone sword, and after punching in a piece of spiritual power, the bone sword flew into the air and turned into nearly ten zhang in size.

Rumble!

When the swords met, both of them were ninth-order high-grade magic weapons, and both of them were great cultivators of the gods, and they fought for several hours, and neither of them took advantage.

In the first meeting, the winner was scoreless.

Fang Tianyi's eyes were gloomy, and his face was gloomy and cold, he didn't expect that the spiritual power in Chen Qinglie's body was not below him at all.

The man took out a crimson bead and threw it up.

The bead flew into the air, exploded with a thud, and turned into a cloud of crimson flames.

The flames rose against the storm, and instantly became several zhang in size.

Out of the flames came a thick fire dragon more than ten zhang long.

The moment the fire dragon appeared, a scorching aura enveloped the entire square.

"Roar!"

Seeing that it roared angrily, countless waves of fire immediately appeared around the fire dragon, and they roared towards Chen Qinglie with teeth and claws.

Chen Qinglie took out a talisman from the storage ring, which was the ninth-order high-grade talisman given to him by Lu Chen.

After injecting a piece of spiritual power, blue light flashed from the talisman.

The talisman flew into the void and turned into a cloud of blue mist.

"Whew!"

A loud dragon roar could be heard from within the mist.

A blue water dragon burst out of the blue mist.

Between shaking his head and tail, he spewed out blue cold air from his mouth from time to time.

The water dragon roared and headed towards the fiery dragon.

"Boom!"

The water dragon and the fire dragon collided together in an instant, and the two forces collided violently, making a loud sound.

Between the two dragons biting and devouring, the blue icy cold aura and the red scorching hot aura filled the entire square.

After a few moments, Erlong's strength quickly weakened, and his body gradually weakened, and finally dissipated.

At this moment, the power of the law in Chen Qinglie's body surged out wildly, and he raised his hand towards Fang Tianyi and issued a finger.

As this finger fell, countless cyan arcs appeared in the void, emitting bursts of "crackling" sounds.

The arc staggered and fused, turning into a thunderbolt the size of a bucket, and falling towards Fang Tianyi.

Fang Tianyi's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, he opened his hand, and a small yellow shield appeared in his hand.

Throwing it upward, the small shield instantly turned into a huge shield several feet in size blocking the top of his head.

Although Xiao Dun was also a ninth-order high-grade magic weapon, it couldn't resist Chen Qinglie's thunderbolt that condensed the power of the law of three points.

The thunderbolt fell on the small shield, which let out a wail and exploded.

The power of thunder and lightning continued unabated, falling on Fang Tianyi's body, turning into a violent thunderbolt force and burrowing into this person's body.

The power of the Law of Thunder raged in Fang Tianyi's body, releasing an incomparably terrifying destructive power, and this person hurriedly urged the spiritual power of his whole body to suppress it.

After all, this is the power of the law of thirds, and it is not something that a Great Perfection cultivator like Fang Tianyi who has just broken through can resist.

After a moment, the man snorted, his face was extremely pale, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Tianyi is not a reckless person, he knows that the other party has mastered the power of the three-point thunder law, if he continues to fight, he will be seriously injured by the other party.

"Chen Daoyou, cultivation is profound, admire it!" After speaking, Fang Tianyi's figure flashed and returned to the team of Fang family monks.

The Wen monks who were watching the battle broke out into cheers.

Just as everyone was about to leave the square, Fang Xiaofeng secretly transmitted the message to everyone in the Fang family.

In an instant, the high-ranking cultivators of the Fang family firmly surrounded the high-ranking members of the Wen family.

At the same time, countless Fang family cultivators poured in from all directions, about more than 10,000 people, they were the most elite strength of the Fang family, and their cultivation was all above the Jindan stage.

The monks who were watching the battle just now were suddenly frightened and at a loss.

Fang Xiaofeng shouted, "Nothing to do with people, leave immediately, otherwise you will be killed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks flew away from the square.

Only the monks of the Wen family were left in the entire square.

On the Wen family's side, Wen Huairen's ancestor and Chen Qinglie are the great monks of the Transformation Gods, Lu Chen and the monks of the Great Yan Sect have a total of about a dozen or so monks who are the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, and there are about forty other Transformation Monks.

On the Fang family's side, there were a total of four Great Cultivators, and the Avatar Cultivators in other realms were more than twice as many as the Wen family.

Lu Chen stood up and said to Zhao Fan and the nine late-stage cultivators of the Xuandao Sect, "We are all mortal realm cultivators, I don't want to kill innocents indiscriminately, are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Zhao Fan sneered, "Hmph, you dare to be respected as a junior in the late stage of the transformation of gods, the old man has wanted to understand it for a long time." ”

An elder of the Xuandao Sect stood up and said, "Lu Chen, you have killed so many people in my Xuandao Sect, and at this moment you are still ashamed to say that you are unwilling to kill innocents indiscriminately, what a joke!"

Lu Chen shook his head, since they didn't appreciate it, they would have no scruples when they made their own moves.

At this moment, Fang Tianyi opened his mouth and said, "Wen Qin'er, if you leave the Wen family now and agree to be a concubine for this young master, this young master can beg my father to spare your life!"

"Hmph, don't dream, even if you die, I won't let you get your wish!" Wen Qin'er said coldly.

Fang Yufei, the elder of the Fang family, was no longer pretending to be at this moment, and this person laughed and said, "Wen Huairen, I thought you would die of old age in the Valley of Death, but I didn't expect to let you get out of trouble, but today you still can't escape death!"

After speaking, the man patted the beast bag on his waist.

"Whew!"

With a beastly roar, a giant beast appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This giant beast was about more than ten zhang tall, with a thick horn on its forehead, and its whole body flashed with bursts of green light, exuding a fierce aura.

"One-horned green rhino!" someone exclaimed.

The ninth-order demon beast one-horned green rhino is the most powerful demon beast in the Forgotten Lands, and its defensive power is extremely amazing, and the Great Cultivator of the Ordinary God is not its opponent at all.

Wen Huairen's heart sank again, it seems that the Wen family is really more auspicious today, and after the fall of these high-level cultivators, the Fang family will definitely slaughter the entire Wen family.

The thought that the family that had been inherited for more than 300,000 years was about to be lost in his hands, and the old man felt bitter in his heart.