"Today, this seat must refine your soul and avenge my son!" He Xuelin's eyes were blood-red, and he roared wildly, as he spoke, this person's right hand was raised, and a big hand suddenly condensed from the side, wanting to pinch Shen You.

Zheng Zhiming, the core elder of the Lingyun Star Sect, hurriedly raised one hand, and one palm poked out from its cuff and slapped it towards the big hand.

"Boom"!

A terrifying wave of spiritual power fluctuated into a wave of qi and collided with a big hand.

After a loud bang, the big hand was crushed, and it disappeared in an instant.

Shen You broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly retreated behind Lu Chen and Zheng Zhiming, just now he burst out and killed He Quan in order to avenge Zhen Xiaomin, without considering his own safety at all.

Just when Shen Xuelin and Zheng Zhiming were competing, Lu Chen's eyes were quick, and he quickly got the person's storage ring from He Quan's corpse, and his divine sense probed into it, and sure enough, he found a bottle of antidote to the soul devouring powder.

"Everyone in He Mansion listened to the order, quickly besieged and killed these foreign monks, and for each person killed, this seat will give a reward of fifty top-grade spirit stones!" As soon as He Xuelin's words fell, the eyes of the He Mansion monks were full of fire after hearing this, fifty top-grade spirit stones were equivalent to fifty million lower-grade spirit stones, which was tantamount to a huge fortune for ordinary Yuan Infant Stage monks.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yuanying monks walked out of He Mansion, all of them with cold faces, and their eyes showed cold murderous intent, firmly surrounding Lu Chen and the others.

Facing the siege of more than two hundred Yuanying cultivators, Ling Yun Xingzong Lu Chen and the others had a flat face, and did not show the slightest panic.

"Kill!" He Xuelin gave an order.

All kinds of spells and magic weapons from the people of He Mansion instantly attacked, attacking Lu Chen and the others.

At this moment, Ji Yingying reached out and took out dozens of talismans from the storage bracelet and threw them in four directions.

As these talismans were activated, the ground around them suddenly cracked, and pillars of yellow light rose into the sky.

These yellow pillars of light immediately intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, a yellow translucent light mask was condensed, firmly guarding everyone in the Lingyun Star Sect.

Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of magic weapons hit the light mask, in addition to the violent spiritual power fluctuations, Monk He couldn't help but show a look of horror in his eyes when he saw that he couldn't break through the opponent's defense with all his strength.

Ji Yingying threw out dozens of eighth-order talismans again.

After a few breaths, I only heard a loud "boom".

There was a sudden shock within a thousand zhang of this, and a gray spiritual power vortex swept out in the air, spinning wildly above everyone's heads.

All the monks below the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant of He Mansion were swept up by this incomparably violent spatial power, and their bodies and primordial spirits were directly torn into pieces.

And under the vigorous defense of several Yuanying Great Perfection monks, they were still swept away by the aftermath of the whirlpool and were shocked to fly a hundred zhang away.

The surviving monks of He Mansion spat blood from their mouths, and the horror in their eyes instantly turned into horror.

He Fu's elite was exhausted, and the other party only used dozens of talismans to completely hit them, and everything was just a few breaths before the curtain came to an end.

He Xuelin, the lord of the He Mansion, was furious at this moment, his face instantly became extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of fear.

The only son was killed, the elite in the mansion was slaughtered, He Xuelin only then knew what a terrible existence he had provoked, it can be said that Xicheng He Mansion, as a force that has been inherited for more than 100,000 years in Xiaoxiang City, is now destroyed in his own hands.

"Today, this seat is fighting to regress in cultivation, and I want to kill you all!" He Xuelin stared at Lu Chen and said word by word.

The man took out a few pills and swallowed them in his mouth, pinched out strange formulas in front of him with both hands, opened and closed his lips slightly, and began to chant a burst of formulas.

"With my essence and blood as a guide, the forbidden art is derived!"

As the sound of the law decision came out, the skin on this person's body suddenly became ruddy, and the whole person suddenly became a young man, and his aura became extremely strong, and his cultivation suddenly skyrocketed from the early stage of the god transformation to the middle stage of the god transformation.

This is a life-saving secret technique that He Xuelin inadvertently obtained when he was young, which can be rejuvenated by burning essence and blood, and can improve one-level cultivation in a short period of time.

However, the price required is far from what people can imagine, after an hour, his cultivation will regress to the Great Perfection of Yuanying, but for him, killing Lu Chen and others to avenge his only son is the most urgent thing at this moment.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, this was a powerful feeling that He Xuelin had never experienced, and he really hoped that he would always have this kind of power in the future and never lose it.

I saw He Xuelin's palm poking forward, and a golden handprint instantly condensed in the void, grabbing towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took out thirty drops of blue water spirit pulp and quickly swallowed it.

"Reversal of Yin and Yang"

With the performance of this anti-heaven technique, a vast and majestic aura erupted from Lu Chen's body, and it soared wildly at an extremely fast speed, and it even reached the middle stage of the god transformation realm.

Lu Chen raised his right hand, pointed at the void, and saw a "crackling" sound, and a series of dazzling silver arcs appeared out of thin air in front of him, which quickly turned into a huge silver arc, blocking the golden handprint. Since he got the Thunder Punishment Dzi, unnaturally, Lu Chen has mastered some thunder supernatural powers.

Not only He Xuelin, but all the monks present were stunned, with the late Yuan Infant cultivation being on a par with the mid-stage cultivators of the Transformation Spirit, this was absolutely impossible to happen in their subconscious.

Since it was a battle of life and death, Lu Chen decided not to keep his hand anymore and summoned the Zixiao gourd from the storage ring.

The surface of the small purple gourd in Lu Chen's hand flashed with electric light, and only a thunderclap was heard, and a cyan thunderbolt the thickness of a bucket suddenly erupted from the mouth of the gourd, smashing down towards He Xuelin.

He Xuelin's heart was terrified, his body was in a hurry, and he flashed to the side.

However, Lu Chen's gourd had already flown into the air, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at this person, and thick thunderbolts continued to fall like rain, completely enveloping him.

The power of thunder and lightning that Zixiao Gourd had absorbed in the Thunder Abyss Secret Realm was enough to kill the mid-stage cultivator of the Digital Transformation God.

At this moment, He Xuelin's whole body was covered in blood, looking extremely miserable, this person spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and planned to escape from here with secret techniques.

But before he could escape, this person was hit by a thunderbolt, and his body instantly turned into a puff of green smoke, and he fell on the spot before he could scream.

As He Xuelin's storage ring fell to the ground with a clang, the eight Yuanying Great Perfection monks of He Mansion woke up in shock, and fled for their lives separately, and were easily killed by Zhou Ziping Lingyun Xingzong monks with the eighth-order mid-grade magic talisman given by Lu Chen.