[Ask for collections, ask for recommended tickets, ask for member clicks, and ask for today's recommended votes.] Well, the last chapter was wrong, it's the fifth, which is tomorrow, not Friday. The update may be delayed, forgive me. 】

"What does he want to do?" Zhen Yuanzi and the others stared at Lu Chen's right hand, all of them were shocked, even Emperor Jun Taiyi.

They didn't understand what Lu Chen wanted. If you don't kill the prince of the east, why did you suddenly fly in front of the prince of the east. But if you want to kill the prince of the east, why don't you use the spirit treasure, but stretch out your right hand.

Could it be that Lu Chen's right hand is stronger than the spirit treasure?

Everyone shook their heads incredulously, although they knew that the dragon clan ** was naturally strong, but even if they were strong, what could they do?

Zhen Yuanzi and the others didn't believe it, Lu Chen, who had a rich family background and even a saint, would not be able to hold a superb innate spirit treasure in his hand.

The powerful people were extremely puzzled, and even Sanqing, who wanted to rescue the Eastern Prince, was immediately stunned.

However, in the Chaos Void Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's pupils, who had been paying attention to the situation in Zifu Mountain, shrank suddenly. He had fought side by side with Lu Chen, how could he not know how powerful Lu Chen's move was?

Hongjun didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly prepared to leave Zixiao Palace and go to Zifu Mountain.

However, at this moment, Hongjun Gujing Bubo's complexion suddenly changed greatly, his pupils contracted violently, and his eyes looked straight ahead.

Under Hongjun's gaze, his dojo, Zixiao Palace, unexpectedly rose out of his control, and this white smoke slowly drifted in front of him. Then, under Hongjun's horrified gaze, he turned into Yang Mei's face.

"Fellow Daoist, don't come unharmed. Yang Mei's face showed a vague smile, and a faint voice echoed in the purple sky.

Hongjun's face changed for a moment, and he sighed with a wry smile: "Yes, Daoyou, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and Daoyou's cultivation has become more and more profound." ”

Tens of millions of years ago, in the chaos battle, he was taken away by Yang Mei without any power to fight back. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, Yang Mei was able to enter his dojo unknowingly.

You know, this is a saint's dojo! And he was in charge himself, but he still let Yang Mei enter. Rao is Hongjun is already in the realm of a saint, there is no sadness or joy, and he still can't help but feel a trace of grief and indignation.

Yang Mei smiled lightly and said: "Daoyou has won the award, but it's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

What Yang Mei said is good, what he is practicing is the law of space, which is indeed a small skill for him, just like receiving Hongjun's magic weapon back then.

The corners of Hongjun's mouth twitched violently a few times, and he just wanted to vomit blood in his heart for a while.

Have you ever seen a carving insect skill invade the Saint's Dojo?"

If it weren't for the saint realm there, Hongjun would have wanted to point at Yang Mei's nose and scold.

But soon, Hongjun calmed down, no longer talked nonsense with Yang Mei, and said straight to the point: "I don't know why you came this time?"

Yang Mei's eyes narrowed slightly: "Why do you want to ask knowingly?"

Hongjun didn't answer, half a sound, and sighed abruptly: "Okay, fellow Daoists, don't worry, since I made a promise in the chaotic war back then, I will definitely not regret it." ”

"I hope so. ”

Yang Mei nodded noncommittally, he naturally knew that Hongjun would not break his promise, otherwise he would violate the Dao heart, and he would go further in the realm of non-imagination in the future.

However, when it comes to the realm of Hongjun, there can be thousands of calculations, and on the premise of not violating the promise, do some things that violate the promise.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Hongjun's face, and he said, "Daoist friends have come from afar, why don't you wait in Zixiao Palace for a while?"

Yang Mei did not shirk and said: "Poor Dao also has this intention. ”

“......”

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At the same time, over Zifu Mountain.

Under the full urging of the Eastern Prince, the spherical shield outside the body of the Eastern Prince, is like a small sun star, shining brightly and eye-catching.

With this incomparably powerful defense, the frightened heart of the Eastern Princes finally found a sense of security and gradually settled down.

However, when Lu Chen stretched out his slender and white right hand, a strong palpitation instantly enveloped the heart of the Eastern Prince.

The prince of the east was suddenly terrified to the extreme.

You must know that although it is not glorious to say, after all, the prince of the east has been hunted down and killed by countless monks for hundreds of thousands of years, and he has survived many near-deaths, and he has been immune to some ordinary death dangers. However, now that his heart was palpitating, Rao was in his quasi-saint realm and couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

"What the hell is going on?!" the prince of the east was horrified, and shouted frantically in his heart.

Suddenly, the eyes of the prince of the east burst out, and he looked at Lu Chen's right hand in great horror.

Lu Chen's right hand, with his five fingers slightly open, pushed forward in a palm-like shape. This movement seems to be extremely slow, but it also seems to be very weak.

However, the Eastern Princes were shocked to find that it was this hand that seemed to have no lethal power, and it was completely unhindered by his defensive shield!

The layer of the Eastern Prince's defensive shield, which even the Sanqing had to break with great difficulty, was completely like paper paste in front of Lu Chen's hand, and it was punctured in an instant!

"How is this possible?!"

Not to mention that the prince of the East himself was shocked and unbelievable, even Sanqing and the others reacted and were directly stunned in shock.

"Is this still a hand?!"

Sanqing, who had just looked down on Lu Chen's cultivation, couldn't help but glance at each other, and his heart suddenly flooded with terrifying waves: "How is this possible? When did the hand become so powerful?!"

Sanqing asked himself, don't say that they are now, even after they become sanctified, they can't easily break through the defense of a quasi-saint with one hand.

However, what they couldn't do, Lu Chen did it now! And it was extremely easy!

Sanqing and the others were directly stunned for a while. But that's not all.

Lu Chen looked at the frightened and inexplicable Prince of the East, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer: "The Prince of the East, you are dead." ”

"No...... No, the seniors spared their lives...... Seniors spare their lives......"

The prince of the east looked at Lu Chen's right hand like a ghost in horror, his spirit completely collapsed, and he couldn't afford to be lucky anymore, so he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Lu Chen's eyes were cold and unmoved, and his right hand continued to slap straight towards the top of the head of the Eastern Prince.

"Erdare, Erdare!" Sanqing came back to his senses at this time and shouted in unison.

Although they despised the performance of the Eastern Prince, they couldn't tolerate Lu Chen killing the Eastern Princes in front of them.

Without any hesitation, Sanqing didn't care about bullying more and less, and shot together, wanting to stop Lu Chen.

But, it's too late!

A cold glint flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and instead of retreating, his right hand advanced, and quickly slapped it on the head of the Eastern Prince.

Lu Chen's strength was very light, so light that the Eastern Princes didn't feel it at all. At that moment, the prince of the east even had the illusion that under this hand, he would not be damaged at all.

Soon, however, the Eastern Princes realized that he was wrong, and that he was very wrong!

Lu Chen's right hand instantly erupted with a huge suction, and under the unbelievable gaze of the Eastern Prince, it instantly completely absorbed the Eastern Prince. Flesh and blood, mana, not a trace.

In the blink of an eye, only a dry human skin was left to flutter slowly in the wind.