Land pressure!

When Lu Chen just said this name, he suddenly couldn't help but be stunned, and he always felt that this name seemed to be very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Lu Chen's eyes looked straight at the little golden crow that was like a ball of fiery red meat again, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and then he instantly became dumbfounded.

Land pressure! Land pressure!

Lu Chen finally reacted to why he was familiar with this name. Because in the legends of later generations, there is a great power called Lu Quan, and what is more coincidental is that Lu Quan's other identity is also the son of Emperor Jun, and he is the only surviving golden crow of Hou Yi Sheri.

Although in the original trajectory, Di Jun and others died, and the demon clan declined, but this prince of the demon clan made a great name in the wilderness by virtue of his strong cultivation and the famous immortal slashing flying knife.

"Is this even possible?!" Lu Chen was dumbfounded.

He originally thought that Hong Huang still had no surname, and Emperor Jun asked him to give him a name, so since he couldn't take a name like Emperor Shakti, it was better to give him the surname Lu, but he didn't expect to get out the legendary Lu Zhudao person, which is too coincidental!

It's a coincidence, but maybe it's providence.

After all, the name Lu Pressure is too special, if there is no Lu Chen, it will be no problem at all, but with Lu Chen, who would dare to name Lu Pressure?

Lu Press, who do you want to overpower?

Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched, the name in the flood is directly related to the monk's luck, and there are especially many cause and effect paths involved, and no one dares to be careless. Looking at the desolation, except for Lu Chen himself, no one dared to give this name.

Di Jun's face turned red with excitement, and he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for the love of the demon master!"

Although Di Jun still doesn't know what the word "Lu" in Lu Chen's name means, Lu Chen's land pressure sounds so powerful.

The little golden crow in Di Jun's arms also stopped looking curiously, and the two big black eyes looked at Lu Chen, as if they liked the name of Lu Jian very much.

Lu Chen was speechless. But he didn't say much, just casually ordered: "Jin Crow was born, you should teach well when you go back this time." ”

Although he knew that Hou Yi had suffered misfortune in shooting the Japanese Golden Crow, Lu Chen did not give more instructions to Di Jun, and sent Di Jun away in a few words. Lu Chen pondered, Hou Yi should not shoot the sun.

After all, according to the current situation, the Wu clan was suppressed by him at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and he did not dare to violate the demon clan in the slightest, let alone shoot ten golden crows.

Again. The descendants shoot the sun, but they accompany Chang'e to the moon. Although Lu Chen didn't know Chang'e's specific identity, if he was a human race, the Honghuang human race had been slaughtered by him, and there would definitely be no Chang'e. And if Chang'e is a witch clan, this is unlikely!

There is still a Chang Xi in Taiyin Star, but one is the goddess of Taiyin, and the other is a witch who advocates violence, how can the two be related. Although Lu Chen is not familiar with Chang Xi. But I also think that her vision should not be so bad.

In this way, Chang'e will not go to the moon, and the possibility of Hou Yi shooting the sun is also very small, so Lu Chen naturally will not care too much. Everything goes with the flow.

Buzhou Mountain, Wu tribe, Pangu Palace, the twelve ancestors sit cross-legged. The gaze is solemn, and the atmosphere is dull and depressing.

In the middle of the ring, the co-workers took the lead in breaking the silence. He asked, "Big brother, did you really decide to do this?"

Di Jiang looked inexplicable, nodded and said, "Yes, I have no choice when I wait." What Taishang Lao'er said is right, the Wu clan should have fought the heavens and the earth, and we have been unable to shrink into the mountains for so long, if we continue to fight back, what face will there be to live at the feet of the father. ”

Although Pangu died, he was still standing, still looking down on the desolation, the witch clan at the foot of the mountain, and the twelve ancestral witches.

Gonggong hesitated slightly: "However, that Taishang Lao'er obviously wants to take advantage of us. ”

Di Jiang's expression was cold, and he said, "However, what he said is indeed the truth!"

As the head of the ancestral witches, how could Di Jiang's wisdom not see Lao Tzu's calculations. However, it is one thing to know, and quite another to choose. In the past, they didn't have the strength, but now that Lao Tzu has sent the opportunity to the door, they have to do it.

The co-worker pondered for a moment and asked softly, "Then should I tell the Houtu girl?"

Di Jiang glanced at Gonggong and the others, and said coldly: "Houtu sister has already paid too much for the Wu Clan, how can I let it increase its troubles, and next, it is time for us, the unsuccessful brothers, to fight for a glimmer of life for the Wu Clan!"

Once reincarnated, Houtu will no longer be a witch, but Houtu has been working hard for the witch clan. Now that the reincarnation underworld has fallen, and Houtu has encountered three major forces, as a brother, how can Dijiang bear to make Houtu worry again.

Gonggong and the others nodded fiercely and said, "Okay! According to what the eldest brother said, we will fight!"

Di Jiang nodded slightly, didn't say much, and suddenly took out a drop of fist-sized essence blood, exuding a blue dark light, full of majestic energy, this is the essence blood of the three great saints of the Three Qings.

Di Jiang's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "When the essence blood is refined, it is the day when we will launch a counterattack!"

"Obey the orders of the eldest brother!" said Gonggong and others in unison.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches stretched out their hands and began to absorb the majestic energy contained in the essence and blood to make the final breakthrough.

Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu's expression was cold, he nodded indifferently, looked at Chaos, then looked at the East China Sea, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

Zixiao Palace, Hongjun also opened his eyes, looked coldly at the depths of chaos, then looked at the East China Sea, and then closed his eyes.

The vast wilderness, as if in these two eyes, suddenly calmed down. Time, unconsciously, flies by.

Reincarnated in the underworld, the back soil was gradually completely elevated.

Nine Heavens Court, Di Jun and the others are cultivating frantically.

In Tang Valley, ten little golden crows are growing rapidly.

The Wu clan is the fierce warrior of the whole clan.

And the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is still as calm as ever.

Kunlun Mountain, Lao Tzu suddenly opened his eyes again. One eye for ten thousand years, one eye for the vicissitudes of life. When Lao Tzu's eyes opened, twelve tyrannical and powerful momentum, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, rose to the sky, straight up to the sky.

Boom -

In an instant, the wind and clouds in Buzhou Mountain surged, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sand and stones were flying. Countless flowers and trees, under the ravages of these twelve momentum, turned into powder and dissipated.

The pinnacle of the late stage of the quasi-sainthood!

The Three Clears of Essence Blood allowed Di Jiang and the others to reach the peak of the late stage of the Quasi-Saint Dynasty, even the weakest Xingtian!

Di Jiang and the others looked at the Heavenly Court beyond the Nine Heavens with cold eyes, and they all shouted in a cold voice: "Kill!"

One sentence of kill, the sky and the earth change color!

Not Zhoushan, trillions of witches immediately roared in response, shouting and killing, earth-shattering!

Lu Chen looked at Buzhou Mountain with cold eyes, his body slowly stood up from the dragon seat, his body was full of murderous aura, and he said: "The demons are preparing for war, killing the Wu Clan, and no one will be left!"

Boom -

Lu Chen's voice resounded through the desolate land, and suddenly a cold wind blew in the vast desolate land. The Eastern Continent, the Southern Continent, the Western Continent, and the Northern Savage Continent were all overcast in an instant, covering the sky and the sun.

There is no legendary golden crow out, and there is no Houyi shooting the sun, and the lich decisive battle will be opened directly! For mobile phone users, please go to read. )