The Great Dao chains were bound and suspended in the air, and Lu Chen's hands, feet and limbs were completely imprisoned. The dripping blood flowed down the chains of the avenue, the red was dazzling, and the cloudy eyes were dull and dull, staring at the man in front of him.

The royal robe is added, and the dark dragon is mighty.

The pitch-black and filthy dragon qi wrapped around his body, looking quite hideous, and his long hair was already gray, and he didn't know how old he was. Everything Lu Chen saw was so muddy that he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, only the eyes full of gloom and darkness deeply stabbed Lu Chen's spirit.

The chains of the avenue are ringing, the avenue is sad and desolate, the dark world is crumbling, and everything is becoming desolate and bleak.

All the senses were becoming blurry, and Lu Chen only felt that the swelling in his mind was unbearable, and the pair of terrifying eyes in front of him were extremely clear. The broken knife fell to the ground, the bell rattled, and the remaining karmic fire finally could not be maintained and gradually dissipated, the chain of the Great Dao pierced the flesh and pierced the depths of the flesh, the terrible years of erosion followed, and the deep sense of powerlessness made Lu Chen more and more painful, and his mind became more and more turbid.

Will die...

Really going to die...

The remaining Qingming in Lu Chen's mind was filled with deep unwillingness, and the whereabouts of Pengfei and Luan Qing'er had become a mystery.

Tu Baiyi...

All these changes are due to Tu Baiyi, and the recovery of the Taichu ruins must be inseparable from him, and the origin of the man in front of him must also be deeply implicated in Tu Baiyi. But what is all this for, and how Tu Baiyi managed to completely revive the Taichu Ruins, Lu Chen has never been able to figure it out.

But what Tu Baiyi did was obviously harboring evil intentions.

The little drunkard, the old drunkard, Han Wudao, they are still by Tu Baiyi's side.

Even though the old drunkard had a half-saint realm, Tu Baiyi had never been worried, and he had not had any resistance or panic when he walked together before. He also has a deep hole card, so he doesn't have to worry about the existence of the old drunkard, and what such hole cards are and what kind of threat they will bring to the old drunkard, Lu Chen can't predict.

Only deep worry and resentment...

I was angry that I really believed in Tu Baiyi, and it wasn't until this moment that I finally realized the root of all this.

Although the congenital killing phase is extremely strong, how can the Taichu ruins be easily revived by relying on the congenital killing phase alone? This is the Taichu ruins that can trap the Great Sage, and since the formation of the first generation of ancient times, I have never heard of the revival of the Taichu ruins. There may have been a revival, but there has been no record of it because of the long period of time, but how could the Primordial Ruins, which was formed by the Immortal Array, be revived so easily?

Unless...

The ruins of the primordial have never been completely asleep!

Lu Chen's remaining Qingming realized this terrible conjecture, but the world he saw in front of him was cloudy, but he could still see clearly, the man in front of him was slowly approaching, and then picked up the fallen broken knife.

The cold smile also became clear.

The broken knife is sharp, the knife is loud, the terrifying killing machine soars into the sky, and the ferocious energy sweeps in all directions. The tragic songs of the Great Dao were all cut off by the qi of the broken knife, and the endless and mighty karma was surging and violent, like the waves of the sea, rolling and moving. But he couldn't break free from the man's palm, he was full of fierce and filthy dragon qi, suppressed the resistance of the broken knife, and then raised his hand and stabbed the broken knife into Lu Chen's chest.

Blood flowed and slipped down the blade...

The sound of the knife groaning became sad and desolate, and there was a deep unwillingness. Even so, he was powerless to resist, this man's realm was definitely not beyond the limits of what he knew now, otherwise he would not have suppressed the resistance of the broken knife so easily, or with the help of the power of the primordial ruins.

In any case, the broken knife could not resist in the slightest, and the remaining spiritual wisdom in it was angry and sad, but helpless. The broken knife had already pierced into Lu Chen's chest and stabbed into Lu Chen's heart, and the intense pain and the call of death made Lu Chen's eyes widen suddenly, and a piercing roar sounded in his throat.

A short period of clarity, or a return to the light.

Lu Chen finally saw clearly, and the man in front of him had a hideous sneer on his face.

"The cultivation method of Xuetian's loud is really magical, but the junior of the Denglong realm has such a huge life essence. Enough, with these huge life essences of yours to sacrifice to my king, it is completely enough. My king will be completely revived, and he will reign over the world again, immortal and immortal, and will be the same for all eternity!"

The man smiled hideously, and the madness in his eyes was terrifying.

"King?"

Lu Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the broken knife stabbed deep into his chest, piercing his heart, but he was still not dead. This old body was covered in darkness, the essence of life was constantly plundered, the deep pain was like a thousand needle, and the feeling of powerlessness penetrated deep into the soul.

Even so, Lu Chen still laughed.

"Your king is the King of Qin who has been dead for an unknown number of years?"

"Oh?"

The man seemed a little surprised by Lu Chen's opening, but he didn't care about it, he just sneered and didn't answer.

"Tu Baiyi, what is the relationship with you? Who are you?"

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth to bear the pain all over his body.

The broken knife screamed, and Lu Chen's breath became weaker and weaker, and the life essence that was constantly being plundered was approaching its limit, so Lu Chen's voice became even more hoarse.

"Your life is so hard, that you have come to such a point, and yet you are not dead. ”

The man finally spoke to Lu Chen, but he didn't answer.

He raised his head, and there was no need to say anything about his somewhat similar appearance to Tu Baiyi.

"You are the Emperor of Jiuli!"

Lu Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood, his breath became disordered, the flame of life was about to be extinguished, and the world in front of him was muddy again. Despite this, Lu Chen's voice was a little more neutral, and the return to light had reached its limit.

"You... You guys... Together with the entire Jiuli Dynasty, they are all remnants of the ancient Qin!"

"You're smart. ”

The Emperor Lord of Jiuli admitted with a smile, but with a push of his palm, the broken knife had already pierced Lu Chen's chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the Emperor of Jiuli did not dodge, let the blood drench all over his body, and then pulled out the broken knife fiercely, and the blood of the big tent was sprinkled, desolate and sad, just like the sorrow of the broken knife, but no matter whether the broken knife or Lu Chen, no one could resist.

"Dying, don't ask so much, go to the netherworld, maybe you will see my king who is coming retrograde. If the king had been merciful, he might have told you all this, but for now, you should dedicate your life spirit to the coming of our king. ”

The Emperor Lord of Jiuli glanced at him, sneered, and slashed with his hand, leaving no room for it.

The sad song of the avenue, falling all over the sky, a wave of chaos passed through the sky, but it was still a little slower. When the blade of the broken knife had been cut, the old drunkard's body had just landed, and the terrible coercion stirred the entire heaven and earth, and the furious dragon chant swept across three thousand miles, and the raging blood and fire burned with unknown ferocity, but he still failed to catch the severed knife.

It's just a fraction of a second.

Flutter!

Blood splattered, and Lu Chen's neck had been completely severed, and the blood was stained with the screaming broken knife.

The old drunkard's pupils shrank suddenly, but the murderous intent that followed made him have to pull away.

"What happened to the white clothes you had?"

The face of the Jiuli Emperor became gloomy, and he no longer looked at Lu Chen, who was on the ground, but turned to an old drunkard dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The bursts of auspicious qi resisted the erosion of time, and the old drunkard was shrouded in colorful light. Even so, the boiling blood and fire were accompanied by anger, turning into a huge dragon head and looking down on the Jiuli Emperor Lord, the terrifying qi wave was boiling, and the killing machine was endless.

"Bai Yi has one of the heavy weapons of Kyushu, although he can't exert some power, but it should be enough to stop you old thing. ”

"That Yuan Ding is indeed a good thing, I don't have the ability to do anything to him. ”

The old drunkard gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, like a tiger pounced, his feet stepped on, his body rushed like a flash of lightning, stirring up the mighty power, and the colorful mist turned out of the auspicious road traces inextricably linked, there was a large array of deduction and formation, and the killing machine was infinite.

"But you will never find him, let alone one of the heavy weapons of Kyushu, he will be suppressed eternally, and there will be no more future!"

Rumble!

The terrifying wave of qi churned out, the old drunkard opened the sky with a punch, the dragon was mighty, and the collision of auspiciousness and ferocity made the entire Taichu ruins shake.

The Dao marks are broken and intertwined, and the black hole that annihilates everything has nothing left!

With just one blow, the old drunkard's figure retreated and settled, and he was grasping Lu Chen's corpse in his hand.

In the other hand, the broken knife was determined.

"I still prefer the verbose guys, and if you delay a little longer, even for a little longer, I will exchange your own son's repression for his life. But alas, you were too decisive and lost such an opportunity. ”

The old drunkard glanced at Lu Chen's corpse, his eyes full of anger and remorse.

Between the boiling waves of air in front of him, the Emperor Lord of Jiuli tore apart the black hole with one hand, and came unharmed, but his face was full of gloom.

"You can't get the corpse of the blood sky, you can't get the power to kill, and you don't want to get the flesh and blood essence of the blood heaven heirs! Those who should have died long ago should die, the remnants of Gu Qin, the scourge of the common people, one day, you will get the price you deserve!"

The old drunkard stared at the Jiuli Emperor Lord, sneered, and his figure flickered into the distance, but there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

But the Emperor of Jiuli was still standing in place.

He just watched the old drunkard leave, and he didn't panic in any way.

"I have disrupted my plans several times... That man, it turned out to be you..."

The Emperor Lord of Jiuli narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, raised his foot and crushed Lu Chen's head on the ground, blood splattered, red and white all over the ground, but he suddenly laughed again.

With just a flip of his hand, a little blood light flickered and emerged, and between the desolate and dark ashes, it was extremely dazzling.

"The spirit has gone to the netherworld... Heh, is it intended to disturb the order of yin and yang, or is it just to take away the flesh of the blood descendant? It doesn't matter, where is the other half of the killing, it is the clearest, you... And where can you run away?!"