Volume 1 Mortal Realm Chapter 350 Famous Zhonglu Yi
This competition is related to whether or not new disciples with the qualifications of the Heavenly Spirit Root can be recruited, and the three sects and one alliance all attach great importance to it.
Lu Chen stood up from the viewing platform, jumped up, and landed smoothly in the center of the platform.
Lu Chen didn't want to appear in such a high-profile manner, but he was in a hurry to find the Nine Leaves Soul Grass and didn't want to waste too much time in Chiyun City, so he was the first to play, and Lu Chen's goal was to directly win all the competitions.
"Scattered Cultivation Alliance, Lu Chen, please advise fellow Daoists!" Lu Chen said to everyone on the viewing platform.
As soon as the words fell, the monks in the square began to inquire about Lu Chen's origin, because they had never seen this young monk, but after some inquiry, no one knew about Lu Chen's past, and he seemed to appear in the Middle Continent out of thin air.
Only a few monks in the audience who had just returned from the Southern Continent showed a look of shock in their eyes after hearing this name.
On the viewing platform, the elder of the Red Flame Sect surnamed Taishang said to the old man surnamed Qin who was sitting next to him:
"Elder Qin, according to what you just said, Elder Chen's death, even if it wasn't for this monk named Lu Chen, has a lot to do with him, you go up and kill this person!"
The old man surnamed Feng said it lightly, a young mid-stage cultivator like Lu Chen, in his eyes, was nothing.
"Yes, Feng Lao!" the old man surnamed Qin replied respectfully.
"Let the old man come and meet you!" After speaking, his figure flashed, and the old man surnamed Qin was already standing opposite Lu Chen.
The old man surnamed Feng immediately closed his eyes, obviously very confident in the strength of the elder surnamed Qin.
"Boy, did you kill Senior Brother Chen?" the old man surnamed Qin asked in a deep voice.
Although the old man surnamed Qin was very angry, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, he knew that Lu Chen had a powerful magic power of Yuan Shen attack, for fear that Lu Chen would suddenly make a move on him.
Lu Chen's eyes flashed, and he walked towards the old man surnamed Qin.
The old man surnamed Qin hurriedly used his spiritual power to protect his Yuan Shen, and at the same time, his body retreated hundreds of steps.
When the monks in the audience saw this scene, they felt extremely surprised, the old man surnamed Qin was a middle-aged monk who had been famous for a long time, how could he be afraid of this young monk in front of him who had never heard of his name.
Lu Chen saw that the old man surnamed Qin was on guard, so he dispelled the idea of using the "Thunder Pupil Purple Eyes" supernatural power.
The old man surnamed Qin took a deep breath, pinched his hands, and pointed forward.
A three-zhang whirlpool of flames immediately appeared in front of this man, and the whirlpool burned with raging flames.
Under the control of the old man's spiritual power, the flames in the whirlpool turned into a crimson giant fire snake and swept out, opening its bloody mouth and devouring towards Lu Chen.
The bodies of nearly 100,000 monks in the audience shook unnaturally, and they could feel the scorching temperature on the stage from thousands of feet away.
The fire snake exuded an endless hot breath around its body, and wherever it passed, there was a loud crackling sound of spiritual power being incinerated.
I have to say that the old man surnamed Qin has a great power, and he is already faintly close to the realm of ninth-order spells.
At this moment, this magical power of the old man surnamed Qin became the focus of the eyes of all the monks watching the battle, this person's eyes were full of confidence, with this magical power, he had killed many monks of the same level, in his opinion, Lu Chen would definitely not be able to stop his blow.
Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he took out three eighth-order high-grade talismans from the storage ring, and after injecting spiritual power,
Throw forward.
The three talismans instantly turned into three waves of azure water tens of feet high, and swept towards the flame giant snake.
The waves of water and the flames soon collided, and with an earth-shattering roar, the two collided wildly.
The water waves were turbulent, the flames were scorching, and the two sides fought fiercely, and neither could help the other.
As the energy of both sides was depleted, the waves and flames dissipated into the air almost simultaneously.
The scene of the first competition was already so thrilling, which not only shocked the monks in the audience, but also turned into their motivation to work hard.
The old man surnamed Qin frowned slightly, and his gaze at Lu Chen was a little more solemn.
I saw that the old man's right hand was raised, and the spiritual power of this person's whole body exploded at this moment, and in an instant, a giant palm composed of red flames appeared in the void, and the hot flames on it jumped around, exuding a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to incinerate everything.
With a loud bang, this flame palm fell towards Lu Chen.
As soon as Lu Chen's right hand was raised, the eighth-order high-grade magic weapon Tiger Roar Sword had already appeared in his hand.
After injecting spiritual power, the Tiger Roar Sword in Lu Chen's hand erupted into a burst of dazzling white light, and a cyan giant tiger phantom immediately emerged from this pattern, this tiger was about three feet tall, and two bloodthirsty blood rays were projected from his eyes.
The giant tiger phantom roared towards the flame palm, and the tiger soul and sword qi merged in the air, slashing down towards the palm.
The Tiger Roar Sword and the giant palm collided together, making a loud bang, and then the palm cracked, turning into countless scattered flames on the ground, and the Tiger Roaring Sword also flew back into Lu Chen's hand, and was included in the storage ring by him.
Lu Chen took out the cloud-chasing bow, with one in his right hand, an arrow instantly turned out, and went straight to the old man surnamed Qin in a roar.
"Ninth Order Magic Weapon!" After the old man surnamed Qin sensed the aura emanating from the longbow in Lu Chen's hand, his face changed drastically.
The old man grabbed it with one hand, and a white light flashed, and a small round shield of the eighth order appeared and blocked his chest.
At the same time, the old man urged his spiritual power and condensed a defensive light shield in front of him.
Only a loud bang was heard, and the small round shield failed to resist the attack of the arrows, and countless cracks appeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "click", and the small round shield shattered.
The power of the arrow continued unabated, and the defensive light shield laid by the old man was also blasted to pieces.
The old man was instantly knocked to the edge of the platform, his internal organs shattered, and his mouth was spitting blood.
The old man surnamed Qin showed a strong hatred in his eyes, his face was hideous, and he roared angrily, "Boy, let me die!"
As soon as the words fell, the old man took out a one-foot-sized golden bell from the storage ring and threw it towards Lu Chen.
Clang!
The crisp chime of the bell resounded throughout the space.
The golden bell flew into the air, and its volume skyrocketed to the size of six or seven zhang, and it instantly enveloped Lu Chen.
The old man let out a low shout, "The fire of the divine soul has turned into nothingness!"
As a life-saving means for the surname Qin, this golden bell had killed several late-stage cultivators, in his opinion, no matter how strong Lu Chen was, he couldn't resist the fire of the divine soul, this person seemed to see the picture of Lu Chen being burned to ashes, and couldn't help laughing.
Wu Lisheng, Lu Feng and other monks of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance stood nervously
Up, in their opinion, the smug expression of the old man surnamed Qin had already explained everything, Lu Chen was afraid that he would be more than lucky, and they couldn't help but secretly blame themselves, they really shouldn't let him get involved in the battle between the Scattered Cultivation Alliance and several other sects.
Inside the Admiralty, countless green and faint flames appeared around Lu Chen in an instant, these flames were not hot, on the contrary, they gave people a gloomy feeling that was frozen through the heart.
For every flame, a ghost face loomed in it, roaring fiercely.
These flames are not ordinary flames, after the old man surnamed Qin hit the opponent into a serious injury and had no power to resist, he pulled out their Yuan Shen Shengsheng, ignited it, and placed it for seven seven forty-nine days, and those flames that did not dissipate formed the fire of the divine soul.
The fire of the divine soul is formless and substantial, as long as it is contaminated, the monk's primordial spirit will be burned to ashes, unless the realm is too high, otherwise it will not be able to resist at all.
The reason why this golden bell can become a ninth-order magic weapon is all due to the tempering of these divine soul fires for hundreds of years, the stronger the power of the divine soul fire, the higher the grade of this golden bell, and once the divine soul fire disappears, the golden bell will turn back into an ordinary magic weapon.
Clusters of divine soul fire drifted down towards the land dust.
Just when countless ghost faces were smirking, Lu Chen couldn't see any panic on his face, and his body didn't deliberately dodge.
I saw that the flame mark on Lu Chen's forehead emitted a brilliant brilliance.
The flame beast appeared in front of Lu Chen's body in an instant, only to see it open its mouth, and all these green flames were swallowed by him, and the flame beast licked its tongue with an unfinished expression.
It originally wanted to refine these divine soul fires, but Lu Chen let it be kept, so that it could be used to destroy the enemy in the future.
The threat was eliminated, and the Flame Beast was once again taken into its body by Lu Chen.
At this moment, the golden bell had already turned into an ordinary seventh-order magic weapon, and with a casual blow from Lu Chen, the golden bell shattered.
The moment Lu Chen reappeared on the platform, the old man surnamed Qin's face turned pale, and this person kept repeating, "The fire of the divine soul is an existence that can be killed even by a cultivator in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, how can you resist it, how can it be!"
The hundreds of Scattered Cultivation Alliance monks on the viewing platform breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in their seats.
This time, Lu Chen no longer gave the old man surnamed Qin a chance to escape, only to see him pull the cloud chasing bow again, let go of the bowstring, a white light flashed, and the body and spirit of the old man surnamed Qin were directly blasted into pieces.
As soon as he grabbed his right hand, the storage ring of the old man surnamed Qin had already fallen into Lu Chen's hands.
Dealing with the enemy, Lu Chen is never soft!
The elder surnamed Taishang on the viewing platform opened his eyes, his complexion changed instantly, this person almost couldn't hold back, he wanted to go to the stage to kill Lu Chen, and finally calmed down his anger temporarily under the persuasion of other monks of the Red Flame Sect.
The old man surnamed Feng said to the other seven sect elders who were about to take the stage to compete, "Kill this person at all costs!"
Then, the old man surnamed Feng said to Li Houjun, the great elder of the earth line of the Four Spirit Sect, and said, "Senior Brother Li, my Red Flame Sect elder has been killed, after you monks of the Four Spirit Sect come into play, please vent your anger for us! It's best to kill this person!"
Li Houjun nodded, and then he explained to the eight elders in the sect, and no one noticed that one of the elders trembled slightly after hearing Li Houjun's order, this person was Zhao Zimu, who had already fought with Lu Chen once.