Chapter 279

Everyone was silent. Only the palm altar was patient and told the big brother about the things before and after.

After listening, the eldest brother clenched his teeth and said, "after thousands of years of waiting, I didn't expect to be overcame by the temple! With the cultivation of the demon king, how could he be defeated? Let's go. Now go back to the demon palace and I'll question the demon king face to face!"

The palm altar smiled bitterly and said, "we also want to go... But I'm afraid we can't go without his help." the palm altar pointed to Lu Xing and indicated that we can't kill him now.

The elder brother's violent temper came up, slapped Lu Xing in the face and shouted, "I don't need him. I have a way. There is a fixed space channel between the east continent and the west continent. We can pass there."

Palm altar: "

Zhou Menghu: "

Panther son: "

The eldest brother said, "what's your expression? Don't you believe me? I came from that channel at that time. Can I have a fake? Go out and inquire. Our brothers are the most trustworthy in the whole world."

The palm altar smiled bitterly and said, "believe it, we absolutely believe it. But now we are in the same position. In addition, there are Temple people along the coast of Xinghai port..."

Just then, the confused second brother woke up. Compared with the eldest brother, the second brother's injury is obviously more serious. He can't even communicate. Even when he speaks, his voice is extremely weak.

The second brother said, "brother, he... Lu Xing, I think he is... The devil himself."

The eldest brother quickly flew over and shouted, "second brother, you can't talk nonsense! The son of the demon God is doomed by the demon God. How can you change it? I know the second brother doesn't like Du Ping, but there's no way. The demon God chose him!"

The second brother shook his head and said, "no, he isn't. Lu xingcai is. Go and look in his storage bag. There is... The sword of judgment in it."

Big brother slapped Lu Xing's storage bag, shook his backhand, and a bright, simple and long sword appeared in big brother's hand.

I saw the eldest brother's face full of intoxication and nostalgia. Inadvertently, he burst into tears: "yes, it is indeed the sword of judgment!" suddenly, the eldest brother angrily said: "how can the keepsake of the son of the devil be in your hand?"

The hand on his neck loosened a little. Lu Xing hurried away and scolded, "why can't it be in my hand? Brother, I advise you to be polite, or I'll run away!"

The palm altar hesitated for a long time before making up its mind. The voice said, "tell the Supreme Master that the son of the demon God has... Died in the war."

Big brother was stunned as if he had been struck by thunder. How could the son of the devil die in battle? Is Du Ping really not the son of the devil? Is he wrong?

The second younger brother took the opportunity to say, "the sword of judgment is the exclusive weapon of the son of the demon God. Only the son of the demon God can use it. Now the sword of judgment is obtained by Lu Xing, maybe..."

Before he finished, the second brother fainted again. Big brother is in a trance of the sword, as if he remembered something. It seems that the son of the demon God really died, or because of himself.

In the blur, big brother seemed to see some crazy scenes after taking medicine. They were about to kill Du Ping. The demon king patted them off and landed right next to Lu Xing.

With the last breath, the second brother took him and Lu Xing across thousands of mountains and plunged into the cross-sectional sea of stars. In the final impression, it is the memory of the defeated demon king running for his life in a hurry.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. Finally, my cultivation was as high as brother, and I fainted.

Dizzy, just right!

Lu Xing was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "palm altar, I'll give you some petrochemical psychic skills now, and then you'll just give me the direction of the east continent. As for the bodyguard, I don't need it. I can go back by myself."

The palm altar nodded and said, "it's up to you." it was really confused by the attitude of the two overlords. They were afraid that forcing Lu Xing to stay would harm him.

The technique of petrifying psychic power is very simple. For the palm altar with unknown cultivation, he woke up a little and immediately understood the key.

He immediately took out a captured spear and instructed the palm altar. As expected, a huge amount of spiritual power was blooming from the spear. Both in terms of quantity and quality, it is far more than Lu Xing.

Lu Xing said, "congratulations on the palm altar. As expected, you are gifted. You can do it at a little."

The palm altar said, "thank you brother Lu! If it weren't for brother Lu, I'm afraid I wouldn't know until I die. It turns out that spiritual power can be transformed like this! I'm afraid my realm can be broken in less than ten years."

Lu Xing said, "Congratulations! Palm altar, can you tell me how to go back now?"

"Nature told me!" the palm altar called one of the people who controlled the direction in front and drew the direction back to Lu Xing carefully.

After collecting the location map, Lu Xing bowed and said goodbye: "brothers, we are destined to meet again!"

Although he didn't give up, he forced Lu Xing to stay, which might hurt him instead. So they did not force him to stay, but came forward one by one and said goodbye to him.

After leaving the demon sect army, Lu Xing followed his plans and flew all the way to Xinghai port. Before he had gone far, in less than half a day, he met a large group of soldiers who hurried by and hit him head-on.

Look at the dress opposite, it is undoubtedly the saint guard.

Walter mazelfalk? What happened?

Lu Xing's old acquaintance, who led the way, recognized Lu Xing at a glance and shouted, "there's a situation! Lu Wuyi, the son of the demon God, is the son of the demon God. He appears!"

Lu Xinggen couldn't explain. Thousands of flying swords shot at him neatly. If you are hit by the front, I'm afraid it will become meat mud!

In desperation, Lu Xing had to turn around and escape to meet the army of the demon sect. At least there is some truth in the demon sect. There may be a chance to live.

Stay at the temple? Cut off your head first.

Seeing that Lu Xing had just left, he went and returned. Zhang Tan and others said strangely, "brother Lu, have you figured it out and want to go to the begging devil family with us?"

Lu Xing said anxiously, "think of a fart! The saint guard is coming. Don't run!"

The people were shocked and said, "how dare the saint guard chase after you? It's too much to deceive!"

Zhou Menghu was the first to sign up and said, "palm altar! I ask you to lead the team to intercept and kill the holy guards of the temple. I will kill all of them. I will be ashamed before a snow falls."

The palm altar thought for a while, shook his head and said, "our strength is seriously damaged. This is not the best time to fight with the holy guard. First return to the beggars and set up an ambush around the East Gate altar. We must make them come and go."

Although Zhou Menghu was reluctant, he was not good at singing against the palm at this juncture. Under the command of the palm altar, practitioners above the break of love period began to accelerate the transformation of spiritual power and improve the forward speed of the army to the extreme.

With the passage of time, the shadow of the East Gate altar has gradually appeared in everyone's vision.

"We, we came back alive!"