"Don't be intimidated by him, stop him, and the elders will follow. ”

Faced with the temptation of the best magic weapons and the orders of the sect, no matter how timid the monks were, they didn't dare to let them go out.

Lu Chen's heart was ruthless, and he let out a long roar in the sky, Jin Xiu, Long Yan, and Golden Thread Eagle were released at the same time, followed by a finger, and the wind and thunder sword array brought a roaring angry wind towards hundreds of monks.

"Kill~"

"Poof~"

The sword light and sword shadow, the blood spring is like a forest, in the blink of an eye, Lu Chen turned into a fierce god, and the wind and thunder sword array operated to the extreme, and he was not afraid of death to kill and entered the group of cultivators.

The five-colored sword light flashed, and the heads of the seven monks flew up, and seven blood fountains spilled into the air in an instant. In just an instant, several people around Lu Chen were all killed.

The disciples of the Seven Great Immortal Sects were shocked, and the cold air was continuous, and their bodies involuntarily retreated.

"What is this?" The eyes of the monks widened one by one, they thought that with the strength of the people, no matter how powerful Lu Chen was, it would be impossible to stop so many monks, but no one expected that in just a moment of catching his breath, seven monks in the middle stage of foundation building would die.

"What kind of strength is this? Is it the late stage of foundation building?"

"Damn, who said that Lu Chen only has mid-term strength. ”

Lu Chen didn't have time to pay attention to how surprised the group cultivators were, the five flying swords buzzed constantly, and a blood fountain gushed out with a flash of sword light.

Jin Xiu, Long Yan, and Jin Xianying reached the strength of the middle stage of foundation building when Lu Chen was in retreat for three years, and with the powerful physique of puppets and demon beasts far superior to ordinary monks, they turned into a whirlwind of strangulation like a wolf.

The bloody wind and rain brought by the two people and the two beasts made these hundreds of monks seem to be facing an incomparably powerful person, and even the strength to resist is extremely weak.

"Get out of here~"

It was a completely one-sided slaughter, Lu Chen accepted the guidance of the old man of Qijing, and swept towards the east in the distance, and the monk who blocked the way on the way, Gai killed the other party with all his might.

For a while, the secret realm green grass plain was full of blood, and the three of Jin Xiu followed behind Lu Chen, and the soul cultivation spell continued to be played, and dozens of souls entered the wide black hood in the staggered blood and sword light.

"Kill~"

Among the group cultivators, several disciples in front of them who couldn't tell which sect and which sect were already frightened, and when they saw Lu Chen killing, they forgot to dodge, and their trembling hands didn't even raise the flying sword in their hands, and they fell weakly on the plain.

In a moment, Lu Chen killed nearly 100 enemies, and the five-colored wind and thunder sword was full of the blood of the disciples of the Seven Great Immortal Sects, and Lu Chen's whole body was even more stained red with blood.

"Huh~"

At this moment, in the distant sky, more than a dozen figures flew in, each of which was full of steaming momentum, obviously beyond the realm of the middle stage of foundation building in terms of strength.

There are also many late-stage foundation building monks in the secret realm who have not reached the third layer, and these are the first batch of monks who have been ordered by the sect to come first.

Lu Chen's chest was panting, his mana consumption was too huge, and when he saw the arrival of these dozen people, he hurriedly opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of purple mist.

The bright Thousand Poison Runes in the purple mist flickered non-stop, faintly bursting tendencies.

Without looking at it, as soon as the Thousand Poison Rune Treasure came out, Lu Chen quickly used the Celestial Transformation Technique to conjure up a blue light hand, and ruthlessly crushed the Thousand Poison Core that could only be used for the last time, and the majestic purple mist instantly enveloped the audience, and countless seriously injured monks inhaled the poison of the purple-eyed Zhu Toad and were invincible, turning into thick blood on the spot.

"Damn, this Lu Chen is a human and a ghost, how can he have so many magic weapons. "After witnessing Lu Chen's torture and killing of the group cultivators, countless monks respected him like a demon god, and those who kept retreating could no longer raise the slightest heart to hinder him.

At this time, more than a dozen monks in the late stage of foundation building behind him were □□far away, Lu Chen saw that the situation was not good, the black light flashed in his eyes, he turned his hand and took out the Haokong hammer, regardless of whether the other party was close to him, he raised the black hammer high above his head with both hands, and the nine hammers were smashed down.

Haokong nine strikes, like the power of heaven descended into the world, the roar of rolling thunder sounded, and the surface of the flat plain was smashed out of a huge pit more than ten meters deep in the blink of an eye. The aura of black fire contained in the Haokong Hammer ignited the green grass of the entire plain, and the strong momentum sparked a huge black wall of fire in front of Lu Chen, blocking all the monks who had killed him.

"Poof~"

In just half a pillar of incense, Lu Chen killed hundreds of enemies and stopped the rest of the people in the wall of fire, which itself was extremely labor-intensive, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth. Lu Chen directly put away Long Yan and Jin Xiu, summoned the Golden Thread Eagle, and by the way, he seized the memory of an undead monk with the magic technique of soul searching, and then disappeared in front of hundreds of monks.

After Lu Chen left, the fire subsided sharply, and when the monks of the Seven Great Immortal Sects flew to the other end of the fire wall, there was still Lu Chen's shadow.

"This ...... That's not true, is it?" a fat monk swallowed, pointing to the fleeting golden light in the eastern sky.

The eyes of all the monks were filled with incomparably frightened eyes, and they watched the golden light go away, and they were petrified on the spot.

The wind stopped suddenly, and the secret plain with green grass a few months ago had now been doused with black fire, and there were hundreds of corpses strewn all over the ground, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the pungent smell of burnt corpses. In particular, there is a huge pit more than ten meters deep on the surface of the body, which makes people unable to believe that all this was caused by one person. And this person is actually a rising star who could only practice the Qi period realm a few years ago.

The monks who came later in the foundation building period were shocked for a long time, and then they remembered that Lu Chen had fled, and hurriedly typed the transmission note. After the yellow paper was lit, a tracking message spread throughout the secret realm.

"Lu Chen has now fled to the East ......"