Chapter 568: Slaughtering White Clothes Under One Man

The inheritance of the nine sins has a long history, and no one can afford to ask about the five domains and the four seas.

Lu Chen didn't know what was going on, so he was ignorant, as if he was watching the flowers, how he had thousands of opportunities, how he entered the thunder sea, what a stone monkey was a haunter, what a yin and yang altar... The generals tore through the void and could recall clearly, but who they were fighting with was a blur, as if there was a blank piece in their memory, and they couldn't see it clearly no matter what.

The tearing pain was unbearable for Lu Chen.

He sat there dumbfounded, clenched his head again, buried between his legs, and his throat reverberated with an irrepressible roar.

Peng Fei, who was holding Lu Chen, was on his side, and Peng Ange, who was worried on the side, and Wu Weizi, who were worried, didn't know what was going on, so they could ask questions or appease each other, but Lu Chen didn't answer a word, he looked up as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he shook his head slightly, he staggered up and took back the broken knife, and turned to look at Songnan, who was still lying unconscious on the ground.

"The general's predecessor has left, take her with you, let's leave as soon as possible..."

Only sounded, and the hoarse voice made people frown.

Lu Chen was also stunned, so he shook his head with a wry smile and said no more.

The hand broke the knife and groaned softly, the killing machine gushed, and the unsleeping spirit burst out to slash the weather, tearing out a hideous void crack in this ancient battlefield. After Peng Fei helped Songnan up, Wu Weizi stepped forward to hold the weak Lu Chen, and a few people stepped into it and left.

In the eyes, the wind is clear and the moon is white, the ancient trees are towering, and the grass is shady.

He was hiding in it, and there were turbulent waves of air around him.

At the foot of Qiming Mountain, by the Green Pond Lake.

This Qiming Mountain is picturesque, but the turbulence here, just look up, but no one found their whereabouts, only out of thin air there are many figures scattered, several of them face each other from afar, and there are dragon chant echoing endlessly.

Lu Chen and the others were all stunned, so they frowned slightly and hid, looking at them from a distance.

In the crowd, Lu Chen saw many familiar faces, such as Luan Qing'er of the Luan clan, the winner of the little drunkard Ying Muhan, the Ren family, Ren Xiaoyao, Ren Tianxing, the true and false saints, and the Jin family Jin Tianzong, all gathered here, but they were just waiting in the crowd and did not make a sound. In the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, there is a gloomy face on one side of Hua Lin Zhong, wearing a crown and embroidered golden dragon, with a fair face, standing on the high sky, and the dragon is surrounded by a magnificent dragon, and the dragon chant is high-pitched because of it.

But the man opposite Lu Chen had never seen it, he was a young man dressed in snow silver and ghostly patterns, dressed in splendid mountains and rivers plain white, but he looked like three or four in his twenties, with a long figure, an uninhibited smile, a strand of long hair hanging down on his forehead, thin lips slightly hooked, a pair of eyes shaking like stars dazzling, and a real temperament like a wild wanderer.

Amorous and prodigal, conceited and modest.

Such a complicated appearance is extremely harmonious in this person, so Pengfei also locked his gaze, and his face was quite complicated, and he didn't know what he wanted in his heart.

And in the middle of the air, in addition to the juniors, there were also many crane-haired elders in the crowd.

"Hualin Zhong really wants to break Qiming Mountain?"

Lu Chen's eyes turned and looked at Hua Lin Zhong, who was surrounded by dragon energy, and frowned slightly.

Hearing such muttering, Wu Weizi's face showed a little stupidity, and Peng Ange also gritted his teeth and scolded secretly, so he said, "Look at the good things you have done!", but Lu Chen didn't know this. When Peng Fei came back to his senses and explained, Lu Chen was suddenly surprised, but his eyes were quite strange when he looked at Wuweizi.

"We didn't know that the prince of Dahua was so stupid, and he believed in nonsense..."

Wu Weizi smacked his tongue, scratched his hair again, and gave a few people around him.

"But I don't know how Hua Lin Zhong deceived the Dahua Emperor and invited the True Dragon Divine Sword. ”

Lu Chen didn't blame, he looked at the man in the big coat and shook his head gently.

"This person's popularity is extraordinary, I think his origin is not trivial, and in the current situation, he should also come to stop Hua Linzhong. However, Hua Lin Zhong has a dragon spirit, which is blessed by the true dragon sword, and it is definitely not an idle person who can compare with it. As far as the Five Domains and Four Seas are concerned, there are not many Great Holy Dao Weapons that have been fully recovered, but the True Dragon Divine Sword is one of them... How does this person plan to stop Hua Linzhong?"

Lu Chen asked, but no one could answer.

No one knows the identity of the man.

Together with Luan Qing'er, the little drunkard, including the two holy sons of the Ren family, all avoided from afar, stood in the crowd and only watched, and did not come forward. Thinking that they should know the identity of this person, but because the True Dragon Divine Sword refused to participate in such a dispute.

But it was so far away that I couldn't hear what the two of them said.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the time was approaching, Hualin Zhong stood on top of the sky, his face suddenly sank, and the dragon qi around his body was surging and galloping, turning into a golden dragon across the universe, not to mention thousands of miles endlessly. Just a groan shook the sky, the golden light was magnificent, and Hua Lin Zhong had already taken the True Dragon Divine Sword in his hand, and he stood pointing to the sky, and the eight desolations in the universe were trembling.

Feng Lan seemed to roar and swept away, the grass and trees were broken, and the location of the people in Zong Lu Chen was inevitably revealed.

Cultivators can easily listen to the six paths and look in all directions, and only a few people will show some traces before someone has already discovered them. The little drunkard and Luan Qing'er also saw it, and many of the older characters showed unkindness, along with the two holy sons of the Ren family, and Jin Tianzong of the Jin family also turned to look at it.

Seeing that he couldn't continue to hide, Lu Chen glanced at the people around him, shook his head helplessly, and had to walk out.

But the weakness has not subsided, Wuweizi is still supporting Lu Chen, and Peng Fei is also carrying Songnan, but how to look at it, these people look too embarrassed.

"Brother Lu... How did you end up like this?"

Hua Linzhong squinted at it, looked several people up and down, and showed a sneer on his face.

"And... Master Gao Gong, why did you walk with their Brother Lu?"

Hearing this, Wu Weizi returned the slap in the face, and he didn't bother to say anything.

And the man in the big hat was only slightly stunned, then curled the corners of his lips and nodded slightly, conceited and modest, and that was it.

The little drunkard and Luan Qing'er ignored the others, and even when they came to a few people, although they were puzzled, they didn't ask much. Then looking up, Ren Jia Ren Tianxing stepped out of the crowd suddenly, looking down from mid-air, his face was full of ridicule and disdain, and he took a hard sip before he spoke, he made it clear what he had seen and known in the ancient battlefield before, and only deliberately concealed the fairy domain battle he saw later.

In his mouth, all the major events that had penetrated the ancient battlefield were thrown on Lu Chen.

But between the words, it was all implied that Lu Chen had found creation in the ruins of Taichu, and for a while, everyone who was watching also turned to look at it, with different faces.

When all the people heard this, they were all shocked.

"You're really..."

The little drunkard and Luan Qing'er were stunned, and when they turned their heads to look, there were a lot of strange things on their faces.

"This man is jealous and has an unrighteous heart, and you still can't tell whether what he says is true or false? ”

Lu Chen shook his head and chuckled, but what he said in his mouth could be heard by everyone.

"I am afraid that I have bad intentions, want to cause chaos, create a great war with rivers of blood, fish in troubled waters, and have bad intentions. ”

"Heh, the ruins of the primordial world stand tall and broken, and no one has ever been able to break through the mysteries of them, but the Great Sage of the Blood Sky has never been to the ruins of the primordial since he ascended to the true immortal. As for the killing magic knife, it has been killing endlessly, and there is no need to say more about how to break the endless ferocity of the ancient battlefield. Throughout the ages, the Great Sage does not know the number, but the true immortals are three or three, and whether they can break through the mystery, this is really hard to say!"

Ren Tianxing sneered, and with a single word, all what Lu Chen said before became useless.

Those who believe believe it, and those who don't believe it don't believe it, so Lu Chen just shook his head.

Ren Xiaoyao also stepped out of the crowd, and pulled Ren Tianxing back without saying anything, he couldn't see the slightest ripple on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But where Lu Chen and a few people were, they undoubtedly became the target of everyone.

"The holy son of the Ren family, but he is quite nonsense. ”

Everyone didn't say a word, and in the short silence and oppressive atmosphere, the man in the big hat suddenly spoke.

He raised his head slightly, contemptuously looked at Ren Tianxing, who was looking back, his face was full of unkindness, his eyes were full of sarcasm, but he was still calm, neither humble nor arrogant, really casual and lazy, conceited and modest, people don't know how to face it.

"The Demon Killing Knife has been broken now, not to mention that this knife is just an extreme Dao weapon, so what if the original owner ascends to the True Immortal? Mortal things must break the immortal law..."

The man shook his head and chuckled, then sighed softly.

"I think what you, the Holy Son of the Ren family, said is true or false, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, but it is just to harm others. The Ren family is so unbearable in this generation, Ren Yao, do you still want to let him talk nonsense and refuse to say more?"

I saw the man looking at Ren Xiaoyao, who had never looked back, and the latter's expression changed, and he didn't know what to think. But Ren Tianxing still wanted to say more, and everyone could see that Ren Xiaoyao was glaring back at him suddenly, and the well-known holy son of the Ren family immediately shrank his head, with a hidden unwillingness on his face, but he still obediently followed Ren Xiaoyao back to the crowd.

Those who know it, the two holy sons of the Ren family, those who don't know, will inevitably have a lot of discussions.

But this man broke the siege, and Lu Chen was a little puzzled.

"I have long heard that Lu Gongzi is a peerless countryman, but I don't want to see it today, fortunately. ”

The man untied the big shackle and threw it to the person behind him, and landed three feet away in two steps, with a smile on his face that was more modest and less conceited.

But he bowed, raised his eyes slightly, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and his smile was six points conceited and four points modest.

"The Jiuli Dynasty is above 10,000 people under one person, the prince in white clothes, and he slaughters white clothes. ”