Ma Skull and Zi Long began to think about how to deal with it for a while. The strength of the Sanxiu Lushen is stronger than that of the three of them, and they are also secretly accumulating strength, just waiting for Lu Chen to come over, and suddenly make a difficult move, so as to seize the heavy treasure. The rest of the monks who came with him all looked nervous, trying to take advantage of the chaos.

The scene was obviously extremely depressing, Qi Guan and the others were quietly waiting for Lu Chen's surrender, but Na Mu Xing was subconsciously moving towards the crowd.

In his mind, he kept recalling Lu Chen's expression when he handed over the soul spirit jade slip to him: calm, calm, with a shallow deceit in his smile, for some reason, Mu Xing has always had a special fear of Lu Chen's soul spirit jade slip, and at this moment, when Qi Guan finally remembered to use this thing to blackmail Lu Chen, the ominous premonition in his heart became even more intense.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" Mu Man noticed Mu Xing's strange appearance, and asked with a divine sense transmission.

Mu Xing trembled and replied: "No, I don't know, big brother, it's dangerous." ”

"What danger~" Mu Man and Mu Yun were stunned at the same time.

At this time, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot that this thing is in the hands of the master of the Qi Gate, so~"

Lu Chen suddenly lengthened his voice, and in just one breath, his expression suddenly changed from indifferent to sharp, his eyes flashed with two black lights, and he spat lightly: "Explosion~"

"Peng~"

The emerald soul spirit jade that Qi Guan was holding tightly, with the sound of explosion in Lu Chen's mouth, burst from the inside out like a brilliant spark, and the pure black flames quickly gushed out from the jade slip, spreading to Qi Guan's forearm, and the latter didn't even make a surprised expression, he saw a small black fire dragon spit out a large area of black-gold smoke.

A puff of black smoke first sprayed on Qi Guan's face, and Qi Guan's huge head burned in an instant, followed by the fire dragon swinging his head left and right, and even more intense fire mist sprinkled around.

As soon as the explosion sounded, everyone felt an extremely strange and powerful momentum erupt from the Soul Jade Jane, and Ma Skull, Zi Long and the others reacted and retreated. Even the crowd behind gave way to a passage with a loud cheer. When people looked back and saw that the head of the official was wrapped in black flames, the amazing scene suddenly made everyone freeze on the spot.

"It's now. Lu Chen waited for the opportunity, black and golden sparks burst out on the face of the official before he met, his eyes widened, his right hand grabbed Fang Zixin's weak and boneless slender jade hand, and stepped into the air, and the dark clouds quickly condensed under his feet.

"Jin Xiu, open the way~"

Lu Chen shouted, and he didn't leave his hand at this time, and his free left hand slapped his waist, and the magic weapon phantom sound bell in the middle jingled and made a series of crisp sounds. I saw a microwave black and gold ripple in the center of Lingdang, spreading out in all directions.

As soon as this magic weapon came out, the hearts of the monks who were still killing seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, and it was pitch black in front of them, only the sound of the bell buzzed and echoed, and the three souls were gone. No matter how low the strength is, the soul will be scattered.