"Poof~"

In an instant, two beasts, one person, and a puppet Jin Xiu on the field killed Senior Brother Zhang like a vicious tiger pounced on food, and Lu Chen even used the Wind and Thunder Sword Array, and the five small swords turned into a round sword wheel with the sound of the wind asking for their lives, and the five-colored brilliance was extremely dazzling, and in just a blink of an eye, hundreds of blood holes were pierced into the body of the senior brother surnamed Zhang. During this time, the other party didn't even see Lu Chen's movements clearly, and he died so much that he couldn't die anymore.

After killing the senior brother surnamed Zhang, Lu Chen didn't even have a chance to untie the Qiankun bag, and felt that a breaking wind in the distance brought the wind to this place and ravaged many distant □□, so he hurriedly fled and fled far away.

And not long after Lu Chen left, an old figure appeared strangely at the bloody scene.

The old man who suddenly appeared in a robe, and the mark of the Guiyuan Sect was very obvious, obviously more than 100 years old, but he had a ruddy childish face. The white crane's hair dances in the wind, bringing a gloomy and cold momentum.

The old man looked around, his eyes fell on the two corpses that were not yet cold on the scorched ground where the heat was rolling, and he leaned down and rushed down.

Coming to the corpse, the old man examined it, and a flash of murder flashed in his elite eyes. Immediately, a puff of cyan smoke was thrown out of his hand, and the two corpses turned into flying ashes in an instant.

"What a ruthless method, Lu Chen, if the old man doesn't kill you, he will not be ...... others"

After the old man finished speaking, he held his breath and raised his head to spray, and a stream of green smoke quickly spread into the air of the secret realm by means of the wind, and the golden light that occasionally flashed by the green smoke was received by the monks of the Secret Realm Guiyuan Sect at the same time.

......

The scorched earth plains were barren, the clouds of smoke carried hot air currents, and the pungent ash in the air was like black snowflakes whistling with the wind, flying aimlessly.

I don't know when, there was a puff of cyan smoke in the air, and the smoke flew to the side of the Guiyuan Sect that was scattered everywhere, and immediately transformed into a bee-shape, and many of them floated behind the rest of the major immortal sect disciples, and after the transformation, it hovered over the heads of some monks for a long time before it flew away.

When some Guiyuan Sect monks saw this cyan bee, they all showed solemn expressions, and they sealed the seal in their hands, and lit the transmission notes one by one.

"Elder Xuankong has an order, and those who encounter land dust will be killed......

Almost at the same time, a terrifying order to return to the origin came from the secret realm. This order came from Xuankong Zhenren, one of the two elders of the Guiyuan Sect, and mentioned the word Lu Chen. When the disciples of the Seven Great Immortal Sects heard the news, their color changed.

......

Airplanes~

A few miles away on the east side of the Secret Plain, a figure envoy made the cyan streamer flying sword fly quickly, and when he saw the increasingly cold wind not far away, he gritted his teeth and flew in.

The third layer of the zone is infinitely close to the □□ of the secret realm, this place is a large phantom array, the color of the land has turned black under the scorching fire, and the surrounding air is also approaching the point of hot and dry.

As soon as Lu Chen stepped in, he felt as uncomfortable as a fire, and hurriedly carried the immortal trick to resist.

There was no one around, so Lu Chen sat cross-legged for a while, recovering most of the physical strength he had just consumed before standing up.

"Xuankong came so fast, he almost caught him. While looking around, while searching for the breath of the fire, Lu Chen muttered to himself.