Chapter 497

The reason why he could easily kill Zhang Tai just now is that the other party has been injured and less than 50% of his strength is left. Unlike Zhao Li, he is not injured and his mental state remains at the peak. If you want to kill him, you must show some real skills.

"Buzz!"

The idea moved, and an extreme charm appeared in Lu Chen's body;

This is extreme force.

This kind of power is very miraculous. It can urge all forces to the extreme and keep the cultivator in a peak state all the time. It is very mysterious.

Before that, Lu Chen seldom used this extreme force because he had just cultivated this power, but now he wants to use this force to kill Zhao Li.

As soon as the extreme force was urged, a force three times stronger than before was emitted from Lu Chen. The Longyuan sword in his hand made a clanking sound and shot sword Qi one after another, circling around Lu Chen like a dragon.

"Cut!"

Lu Chen stared at Zhao Li, his eyes suddenly opened, and the Longyuan sword in his hand split out from top to bottom. The cold air was directly split, showing Zhao Li's slightly pale cheek.

"Go!"

Zhao Li's face was very ugly, because Lu Chen's strength was beyond his expectation, but he couldn't escape at the moment. He had to fight and kill Lu Chen before he could survive.

He is a strong man in the early stage of Xuantian realm, which is one level higher than Lu Chen, so he is still very informative.

With a "whoosh", he hit the short mace of his left hand and dragged it in the air with a blue light, as if it were a blue river flowing vast and mighty.

Zhao Li then stepped up, holding the long mace of his right hand in both hands, condensed his essence and spirit, drained more than 80% of the power in the Dantian, and his original body increased by another Zhang.

"Boom!"

He seemed like a blue giant hitting the land dust, and the void seemed to vibrate. All the way, the ground collapsed, and huge footprints appeared. As soon as the blue light passed, it turned into dust and smoke.

It seems that the Qingluo spirit body displayed by him is indeed something extraordinary.

Lu Chen collected his thoughts, held the Longyuan sword in one hand, and then took out the Zhenlong stake in the other hand. With a wave of his palm, the Zhenlong stake flew out, rolled out a black light, rushed into the sky, soared fiercely, and washed away the heavy clouds.

Driven by Lu Chen's spiritual power, the Zhenlong stake reached hundreds of feet in a twinkling of an eye. The black dragon depicted on the surface appeared vivid, flying in the clouds and diving down from the sky.

"Shua!"

Lu Chen then rose up, bent his fingers and shot, driving the extreme force into the Zhenlong pile;

The Zhenlong pile suddenly made a loud noise, and the void around it was angry and stormed. The yellow sand on the ground was rolled up hundreds of feet high, like a tornado, and rushed towards Zhao Li together.

At this moment, Zhao Li felt a strong pressure;

In particular, the Zhenlong stake fell from the sky like a sacred mountain. It was so powerful that his back bent down, and his body more than ten feet kept shrinking, nine feet, eight feet, seven feet;

In a flash, he was only half a foot tall.

"Ah." He immediately gave a roar, his face flushed, his forehead sweating, and his eyes stared as if they were about to crack.

Immediately, the Zhenlong stake fell on him. With a bang, he had almost no resistance, so he was completely pressed on the ground by the Zhenlong stake;

Then, in a burst of explosion, there came the scream of Zhao Li. One blood flower after another splashed out from under the Zhenlong pile, and several cracks broke out on the ground centered on it.

The dust and smoke rolled and dispersed for a long time, but the blood gas in the air did not dissipate.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, waved his sleeve, his blood gas collapsed, and made a move with his empty hand. The huge Zhenlong pile of hundreds of feet immediately narrowed down, flew back to his palm, and was collected into the storage ring. Then he swept his eyes and saw Zhao Li.

He has long lost his breath, his whole body has collapsed, his flesh and blood are blurred, and he can't see the original appearance.

Lu Chen was relieved to see this. This was his first time to kill the strong in the early days of xuantianjing. He was still a little nervous. Now he saw that Zhao Li was dead and had a lot of confidence in his strength. He bent his fingers and flicked a flame out, burning Zhao Li's body to ashes.

Then he grabbed the ashes with his empty hand and picked up a storage ring.

As soon as Zhao Li died, this storage ring became an ownerless thing. Lu Chen will not miss it.

To Lu Chen's surprise, the value of Zhao Li was a little higher than that of Zhang Tai. There were as many as 100000 Lingjing, applying two six product elixirs and five object elixirs.

"Tut Tut, it seems that Zhu Daoji gave Zhao Li a lot of benefits in order to kill me." Lu Chen's eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Zhu Daoji was against himself. Now he has developed to the point of looking for someone to kill himself. It seems that he must find a way to deal with this old man.

However, after all, he has the cultivation in the middle of lingtianjing and is also the leader of the alchemy Pavilion. How to deal with him still needs to be considered in the long run.

With such thoughts, Lu Chen returned to Tianjian sect.

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Tianjian sect!

In the hall, hongdutian summoned all the elders and Dharma protectors.

In the center of the hall stood several people, including Qian Xuekun, Han Bai, Yue Lingxin, song Qizhen and Xu Le. Their faces were very pale and all of them were injured.

Hongdutian and others looked at them, their faces were very ugly, and there were some stunned.

"So the encirclement and suppression of the remaining evils in the ghost palace not only failed, but also asked the winged fire snake, female earth bat and room fire pig to release the dead creatures in the devil mountain." Hong Dutian said with an ugly face.

"Yes, our three sects suffered heavy losses, and the disciples they brought were all killed and injured. Elder Xiao of our sect and Fang Runchang of the Confucian Academy all died in the hands of those zombies." Qian Xuekun nodded with difficulty and said, "Huineng, Huizhen and Huiyuan elders of Leiyin Temple all returned with serious injuries."

Everyone was silent when they heard the speech;

Hong Dutian glanced at Han Bai's four disciples again. His face suddenly changed and asked in a deep voice, "where are younger martial brother Lu and Yang Shaoqi?"

"Originally, I escaped with Yang Shaoqi, but in the process, I was dispersed by a powerful zombie." Qian Xuekun glanced at Hong Dutian and scolded himself. "Later, I also looked for him, but unfortunately I didn't find him."

"Where's younger martial brother Lu?"

Hong Dutian asked without moving his face, but people with clear eyes could see that he looked very nervous. When looking at Qian Xuekun's hesitant expression, his heart suddenly clicked and frowned, "younger martial brother Lu, he...?"

"Younger martial brother Lu Chen entered the underground world for his spiritual pet and never came out again." Qian Xuekun's voice was almost hoarse and hesitated for a long time before he said it.

"What?" Hong Dutian's face immediately changed color and was very ugly. "How could this happen?"

"Lord, younger martial brother Lu Chen, Ji Ren has his own heaven. Maybe he's still alive." Qian Xuekun said hurriedly.

Han Bai also nodded, and Xu Le looked very complicated.

They all know that Lu Chen's hope of survival is almost slim under such circumstances.

Hongdutian is the patriarch. Naturally, he understands this truth. He opens his mouth and wants to say something, but he doesn't say it.

Song Chengjun, Li Tailai and other elders will not say more when they see this;

Only Zhu Daoji provoked a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"Good disciple, have you come back?"

At this time, Wu lengchan came in from outside the Tianjian hall, with hurried steps and eager expression.

"Where's my good disciple?"

He looked around and scanned Han Bai's body one by one. The whole person was stunned, then his eyes fell on Qian Xuekun and asked, "Qian boy, where is my disciple?"

"Elder Wu, younger martial brother Lu, he...?" Qian Xuekun looked at the eager Wu lengchan with a white light on his face. He hesitated to say it.

Hong Dutian took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Wu, younger martial brother Lu is trapped in devil ridge."

"Is he still alive?" Wu lengchan asked.

"I don't know." Hong Du Tian replied.

"Don't know?" Wu lengchan heard that a smile appeared on Yan's face, but the next moment she almost roared, "do you say you don't know? How did you become the leader? No, I have to go to devil's ridge myself. "

"Martial Uncle Wu...?" Hongdutian hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Shut up, I'm such a disciple. I have to go." Wu lengchan's eyes were also cold, and his tone was incomparable.

Hongdutian had never seen Wu lengchan look like this before. He opened his mouth and didn't continue persuasion after all, because he knew he couldn't stop Wu lengchan.

"Elder Wu, I'll go with you." Qian Xuekun said hard.

"No." Wu lengchan said coldly, "I can do it alone."

"Uncle Lu is back."

Just as Wu lengchan was about to leave, there was a shout of joy outside the Tianjian hall.

"What?"

All the elders and Dharma guardians looked outside the temple.

"Brother Lu?"

Hong Dutian almost stood up.

"Good disciple?"

Wu lengchan's old face showed a color of great joy.

Zhu Daoji's face suddenly looked ugly, but he soon restrained it.

Just outside the hall, Lu Chen appeared, and Lingbao mouse squatted on his shoulder.

"Master, the disciple is back." Lu Chen stepped in and looked at Wu lengchan's overjoyed expression. He couldn't help bowing down and worshipping.

"Hahaha, smelly boy, I knew you were still alive." Wu lengchan stretched out her palm and clapped it on Lu Chen's shoulder with a bang, laughing.

"Smelly old man, can you be gentle? Ben Shao's shoulder is almost broken by you." Lu Chen said with a bitter face, but when he saw that the cheap master was so concerned about himself, his heart was warm.

Wu lengchan suddenly froze when she heard the smile on Yan's old face.

"Ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed at this.

Wu lengchan snorted unhappily, looked up and down at Lu Chen and said in surprise: "eh, your cultivation has been improved?"

"The disciple got a chance and raised his cultivation to the five segment eight pole state." Lu Chen smiled.

"Good, good, good, worthy of being my disciple." Wu lengchan stroked her beard and said proudly.

"Younger martial brother Lu, you finally came back, but you worried us all." Hong Dutian stepped down from the throne, came to Lu Chen and said with a smile, "if you don't come back, martial Uncle Wu will commit suicide and go to devil ridge."

"Hong boy, will you die if you don't talk?" Wu lengchan said discontentedly.

Hong Dutian smiled at Lu Chen when he heard the speech.

"If I had known so, Ben Shao wouldn't have taken so much trouble to escape." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Wu lengchan glared at him.

"Master." At this time, Xu Li suddenly came up and bowed.

Lu Chen nodded and saw Qian Xuekun. His eyebrows wrinkled and asked, "elder Qian, Han ion and Wu Chen, Dharma protectors?"

"They, alas." Qian Xuekun couldn't help sighing when he heard the speech. Yue Lingxin said with red eyes, "Han protector and Wu protector were killed by the zombie in order to save us."

"Damn it." Lu Chen's face became ugly when he heard the speech, and his fists were clenched. To be fair, Han ion and Wu Chen were good Dharma protectors to him and could be friends. Unexpectedly, they all died in devil ridge, which really made him angry.