"Huh?"

The noise of the distant mountains roared over, and soon the overlords present were stunned, and there were not a few surprised and happy eyes, all of them looking in the direction where the sound came from. I saw that far away on the Cangshan Mountain, in the depths of the thick clouds and mist, one by one the monks rushed to tell each other, as if they had encountered a great secret, one spread ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds of thousands, so that everyone knew it.

A generation of killing gods, and refining weapons?

Big News......

Zhuo Canghong couldn't close his mouth in astonishment, looked at the distance in a daze, and only came back to his senses after a while, turned his head to look at Green Dou in surprise, and asked, "Daoyou, is this ......?"

Midoridou didn't look like everyone was surprised, but he was helpless, but the voice came a little too fast. How long has it been since I was separated from Lu Chen, and I haven't been separated for half an hour, so how can I be promoted? Is it that the knockout round of this conference is very simple, and there is basically no difficulty.

Everyone looked at Lu Chen, and they all had a look of surprise on their faces. Being watched by so many Mahayana masters, Green Dou felt extremely stressed, and after a pause, Green Dou smiled bitterly and said, "This ...... Indeed, he ......"

"Huh?"

The most stimulated are Li Xiu and Huang Hanchong, the two of them were holding back their strength in their hearts just now, respectively regarding each other as the strongest opponents, and planning to compete at the last moment. Unexpectedly, the conference had not officially started, and Lu Chen, a dark horse, was killed. Damn, why is there such a kid as Lu Chen?

Among the monks present, many of them had fought with Lu Chen, and they all knew that Lu Chen's black fire was the fire of refining. However, there are countless people with the surname of the spiritual root of the Fire of Refining, which does not mean that everyone is inclined to refining weapons, and there are many people who only use the Fire of Refining as a means of attack. However, there are very few who can refine the weapon. Therefore, no one thinks that Lu Chen is the refining master and the great master, and Lu Chen has always been inconspicuous and dewy in this regard, let alone anyone will notice.

Fortunately, after the rumors over there appeared, there were flat mines near the square. And at the same time that the aftermath was gaining momentum, Zhuo Canghong's son Zhuo Bufan flew over again.

Zhuo Canghong looked at it and immediately asked, "Bufan, what's going on over there?"

Zhuo Bufan was sweating profusely, not tired, but frightened by Lu Chen's ability, and said: "Lord Hui, Lu Chen participated in the knockout competition and refined the Qikun Eighteen Swords in dozens of breaths. ”

"Dozens of breaths?" Others may not think anything, but the elimination assessment items of the conference are determined by the eight masters present and the Nanguo Pavilion Rong Secret Association, how difficult the four rounds of the event are, they know best, as soon as they heard that Lu Chen only used dozens of breaths to refine the Qikun Eighteen Swords with Nu Xing ore, the eyes of everyone present almost did not fall out of their sockets.

"Is it so fast?" The inquiring gaze began to look at Li Xiu and Huang Hanchong, when it comes to refining weapons, the eight masters are all laymen, and even if they understand, they are not as strong as their personal experience. And when everyone looked at Li Xiu and Huang Hanchong, who were known as the two great refining masters in the world in addition to Green Dou and Sannian, everyone saw a little solemnity and fighting intent in their eyes.

It can be seen that Zhuo Bufan's shock is justified......

The ability to kill gods and refine weapons is still so strong. This is no small matter.

"Haha......" There was silence in the field for a long time, Wu Xingman suddenly let out a hearty laugh, and after the happy emotions were unabashedly revealed, the masters who had stood on the opposite side of Lu Chen were all cold and blue.

Several masters sneered, and unconsciously more than half an hour passed, and the knockout round of Cangshan Cave Mansion was still in full swing, during which many refining masters and great masters had passed the assessment, and gathered at the lower edge of the square, waiting for the conference to announce the start.

With Lu Chen's appearance, the conference immediately became hot, and the appearance of Lu Chen's dark horse cast a shadow on the hearts of every monk who participated in the conference.

Who is the God of Killing? That is a person who has killed tens of thousands of masters of the four sects and clans with a horizontal hammer and a vertical sword, standing eyebrows and angry eyes, can he rub sand in his eyes? Moreover, people's skills are extremely profound, refining the Qikun Sword in dozens of breaths, this speed is estimated to be about the same as Li Xiu and Huang Hanchong, and it is not much stronger.

The most important thing is that because of the appearance of Lu Chen, all the characters who bear the word "genius" are overshadowed.

Genius? Damn, hundreds of years of cultivation history, you can be a master in the early stage of Mahayana, even Huang Qiling just put a cruel word and flashed people directly, who would dare to call him a genius in front of Lu Chen?

Time passed quickly, and seeing that noon was coming, a figure came from somewhere in the distant mountains, because of the excessive fame, or perhaps the figure itself represented a symbol of killing the gods, and when he walked slowly, from the distant mountains to the edge of the square, it seemed that a blank field was moving slowly.

There was no one around Lu Chen, and the people within a radius of at least ten meters continued to disperse as Lu Chen advanced in the direction of the square. No one wants to provoke this famous living god of murder. Letting the light of fire poison sprinkle on his body, Lu Chen's expression was calm, and with a little helplessness, he slowly walked towards the square.

In fact, the Tongtian Pavilion disciple who was in charge of inspecting the magic weapon at the foot of Cangshan had already reported that Lu Chen was qualified, and he could also leave with Imperial Sword and wait at the bottom of the square. However, because the knockout round is too difficult, he has been thinking about how to deal with the next three rounds, as well as the immortal weapon, he is ready to use a branch of the Wanchun tree as the main material, but he doesn't know that there are no other arrangements for the conference.

Before you know it, the grand form of the square is revealing itself under the thick clouds of smoke, and the bustling crowd is converging into a sea somewhere below the square, talking to each other, some sitting on the ground and kneeling and adjusting their minds, while others are chatting and exchanging experiences with monks who are well-connected.

Seeing Lu Chen coming, the vicinity of the square immediately became quiet, only the warm west wind swayed slightly, and the scattered smoke and white clouds in the sky scattered from time to time.

There was no sound in the stands, the five clans, the three clans and the first pavilion and the Red Refining Green Bucket were all looking at the kid who came slowly and buried his head in thought, the atmosphere in the calm square was depressing and terrifying, and a needle falling on the smooth bluestone floor tile would make a screeching sound. Just watching, gradually, the sound of shortness of breath came from the crowd. Then there is the sound of heartbeats, which gather the heartbeats of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, beating rhythmically, making a drum-like thumping sound.

Lu Chen, who lowered his head and pondered, approached the square, was startled by the sound of awakening, raised his head and looked around suspiciously, seeing that almost everyone was staring at him with strange and fearful eyes, Lu Chen's expression froze, and he said in his heart: Am I so terrible? Why do you all look at me with such eyes.

Still the stands reacted quickly, Wu Xingman and Lu Dou stood up together, the two of them stood high on the edge of the clouds, looking at the most eye-catching Lu Chen under the square, Wu Xingman smiled loudly, and Lang Lang said: "Lu Chen, please come up and talk ......about it."

Hearing this clear laughter, Lu Chen's face was smeared with a bright smile. He hadn't met Wu Xingman, this was once, but he could hear the feeling he hadn't seen for a long time from his tone, and Lu Chen couldn't say where it came from, if there was a reason, maybe it was because of the old man Qijing.

Because Lu Chen felt the breath of an old man in a strange mirror from that laughter and breath.

Lu Chen didn't want to go up to meet with the bigwigs of the five sects, three clans and one pavilion, he was not afraid of the benefits of these Mahayana masters to himself, the prosperity of the dignified immortal realm, even if the overlords of the four sects hated themselves again, it was impossible to be the face of the world's heroes, and surrender their identity to one of their juniors. Lu Chen just didn't want to see the faces of a few people who were beaten up.

However, Wu Xing opened his mouth, face must be given, not to mention that the atmosphere below makes him seem more alternative than others, and he is like a bird wherever he stays, so go up.

Thinking like this, Lu Chen lightly shook the black clouds that emerged on the soles of his feet, drove up, and slowly floated up to Yu Duan, and when he arrived at the clouds of the Heavenly Demons, Lu Chen stood still, and immediately gave a salute to the Heavenly Demon Overlord Wu Xingman, the two Black Lords, and the three spirit demon kings with a peaceful smile, and then didn't say much, and bowed respectfully to Huang Quan.

"Lu Chen, I've seen all the seniors. "To those who have helped him, Lu Chen is very polite when he thinks about their kindness in his heart.

Wu Xingman and Emperor Huangquan nodded approvingly, secretly saying that Lu Chen is not bad, he knows the etiquette, and he also understands the reason. But the three spirit demon kings, the two black lords, and the ten great earth treasures are different.

What kind of cultivation is Lu Chen doing now? That is the existence of Huang Hanchong who didn't even dare to let out a fart, the realm is not Mahayana, but his strength has reached. How dare they let Lu Chen call himself a senior?

Soon, the Ten Great Dizang and Wutong Wucan, and the Three Great Spirit Demon Kings immediately returned the salute in fear: "Daoist friends are polite, don't dare to ...... below"

The ghost sect and the heavenly demons are all happy...... A certain person who watched it coldly reprimanded and secretly cursed......

Huang Han sat in the Huang family team and never made a sound, not only because of Huang Qiling's mention, but also because the old monster was not by his side, and as a madman born in all directions, he had suffered Lu Chen's big losses twice, and now he was really afraid of the huge magic hammer in Lu Chen's hand, for no other reason, Huang Hanchong was afraid.

Nanzang Old Buddha's face has an inexplicable evil aura secretly surging, no wonder, no matter how high the cultivation is, the monks and Buddhas under his hands died tragically one by one, Nanzang can't hold back, but the master of Lu Chen's side has not shown up so far, and Nanzang has not enough evidence to accuse Lu Chen in person, so Nanzang recited the Buddha's name and suddenly asked: "Lu Chen's little friend, in the past, it was said that the Desireless Realm was slaughtered by bandits, and he came to find Xiaoyou, and I don't know if Xiaoyou knows the whereabouts of these people." ”

Go straight, this is the demeanor of a master, Nanzang doesn't rub sand in his eyes, and there is no need to turn around and wipe his feet, and make some tricks that can't be put on the table, Nanzang still has **.

Lu Chen had long expected that Nanzang would ask such a question, and he was also ready to speak, first pretending to be stunned, and then asking rhetorically: "Bandits? What is a bandit? How can the kid not know?"

"Hmph!" Seeing Lu Chen pretending to be stupid with himself, Nanzang was even more annoyed, and said coldly: "Xiaoyou, don't you think that all the heroes in the world are blind? Those people came masked, but they shouted to let Daming Temple hand you over, aren't they your friends?"

"Probably is. Lu Chen immediately replied categorically, beyond the expectations of the masters, but he immediately smiled mischievously and said, "But I don't know who it is?" Alas, alas, the boy still does not know what (8) the sacredness of those is. If the master investigates clearly, please tell the kid, and the kid should be prepared to repay the ......."

When the words fell, someone couldn't help but laugh out loud, led by Wuxingman and Huang Quan. Lu Chen's words undoubtedly made Nanzang worse, and it was clear that I knew it, so I wouldn't tell you, and by the way, I would like to remind you, don't do anything, I want to "repay the spring".

After listening to this, Nanzang's old face couldn't help but tighten, it wasn't very good-looking. But he is proud of his identity, and it is difficult to say anything. Even if it is to say, you have to take into account the feelings of Wu Xingman. As we all know, the Heavenly Demon is towards the landing dust.

Zhuo Canghong was silent for a long time, and he couldn't interject, but he saw that the atmosphere was stagnant and no one spoke, and at this time, the Cangshan Cave Mansion had carried out a half-day elimination assessment list and submitted it, Zhuo Canghong took the jade slip that Zhuo Bufan handed to him, and immediately smiled, and said: "You sit down for a while, Zhuo Mou is going to preside over the conference." ”

After Zhuo Canghong finished speaking, surrounded by Zhuo Bufan and several masters, he flew down the stands.