Chapter 569

"Poop poop", his arms, back and chest were cut, blood flowed and his clothes dyed red, making him look embarrassed.

This is the strength of the Dharma protector of lingxu valley. Lu Chen is not his opponent when he takes the towering nature pill and with the help of his ancestor Lu Jie.

"Poof." Lu Chen couldn't resist any more. His ugly face suddenly twitched, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell down like a heavy blow.

A moment later, he fell on the yellow sand rolling wasteland and hit a big pit. Lu Chen felt that he was about to crack, the corners of his mouth kept overflowing blood, his face turned white quickly, and his eyes lost their light.

"Lu Chen?"

Lao Zu Lu Jie screamed. Lu Chen didn't respond for half a sound, because he was hurt too badly.

"Get up for me."

The Dharma protector surnamed Zhou smiled coldly and grabbed Lu Chen, Shua and soared into the sky.

Soon after, he caught Lu Chen on a barren mountain.

"Bang", he threw Lu Chen to the ground, and then sneered, "boy, do you want to die or live?"

"Cough, cough, cough." The severe pain made Lu Chen cough for a while. His face was bloody red and his face was stiff and purple. After hearing the words of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou, he stumbled up for a long time.

Looking at the ruthless lingxu Valley Dharma protector, he opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "old bastard, kill benshao if you have the ability?"

"Ha ha, good, have backbone."

Unexpectedly, the old man surnamed Zhou not only didn't get angry, but laughed and praised Lu Chen, and then said, "in this way, you tell me the formula for refining the pill and how to improve your cultivation. I'll decide in private and save your life."

"How?"

The old man surnamed Zhou looked at Lu Chen, who was very weak. The color of greed in his eyes could not be concealed.

In other words, no one can resist the method that can promote cultivation to a great level.

"Old man, Ben Shao won't tell you. Don't be paranoid." Lu Chen looked at the old man with disgust and bit a bloody tooth.

As soon as the old man surnamed Zhou heard this, his old face suddenly became gloomy. He stared at Lu Chen with a cruel look in his eyes. His right hand directly grabbed his shoulder. The penetrating pain passed his mind and made Lu Chen cry out in pain.

"Say!"

The old man surnamed Zhou drank fiercely. Lu Chen would torture him to death if he didn't say it.

"Bah." Lu Chen smiled and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood on the face of the old man surnamed Zhou.

But the next moment he screamed, the whole man squatted down, and then his limbs curled up like shrimp, with blood spilling from his mouth.

Because the old man surnamed Zhou punched him in the abdomen, Lu Chen felt severe pain in his internal organs.

"Boy, do you think I can't know if I don't say it? You're too naive."

The Dharma protector surnamed Zhou wiped the blood off his face and showed his ferocious face. With a fierce roar, he grabbed Lu Chen's head and shouted with pain.

His body became cold, and then his heart became stiff.

In his ear, came the fierce voice of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou: "if you don't say it, I'll search your soul, and then scrap your Dantian, making you a fool and an idiot."

Lu Chen heard this, his legs began to tremble, his face was gray, and his eyes showed despair.

"Ha ha ha." When the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou saw Lu Chen's appearance, he immediately laughed proudly, holding Lu Chen's head in both hands and staring at him with fierce eyes.

Then, Lu Chen vaguely saw that a silver white aperture appeared in the old eye socket, and the aperture began to rotate faster and faster. Lu Chen suddenly felt that the whole person's head was dizzy.

"Ah." Then he felt the pain from the spiritual world, as if a needle had penetrated his head.

That is the spiritual power of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou. He entered Lu Chen's spiritual world with a strong attitude and searched his soul.

"Hahaha, let me see how many chances you've got."

In Lu Chen's spiritual world, the rampant laughter of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou sounded, and there was a silver white virtual shadow, which was the illusion of his spiritual power, which was publicized to the extreme.

"Cough, little guy, excuse me. This is my territory."

But just then, a vigorous voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Who?"

The Dharma protector surnamed Zhou was surprised. When he turned and looked, he immediately saw a dark shadow. He was an old man with an extremely old appearance. His body was extremely bent, as if it was going to rot.

Then, on this old dark shadow, the old man surnamed Zhou felt a sense of crisis he had never seen before. He stammered and asked, "you, who are you?"

He never thought that there was a soul power countless times stronger than himself in Lu Chen's spiritual world.

How is this possible?

"You have no right to know who I am. Go to hell now." Lu Jie said.

With a strong posture, his ghost jumped on the spiritual illusion of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou.

"No, don't --."

The Dharma protector surnamed Zhou was terrified and wanted to escape. He kept struggling under the ghost of his ancestor Lu Jie, but it didn't help at all;

You should know that the old ancestor Lu Jie is the most powerful person who has stepped into the gateway of life and death, and is higher than the realm of the empress of the corpse king. Otherwise, how can the Lu family become the first family in Tenglong mainland?

Even if he lost the main soul, only the remnant soul remained, but the remaining power was not the spiritual power of the protector of the Zhou family in the early days of the spirit heaven realm.

"Ah." Soon, his spiritual illusion was shattered under the ghost of his ancestor Lu Jie.

As soon as the spiritual illusion of the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou was broken, the body naturally suffered from the trauma in the eyes. The whole person's facial features were distorted, his eyes were white, his lips were purple, his whole body trembled and trembled extremely badly.

We should know that spiritual power and soul power are the root of martial arts. Without one of them, martial arts itself is like a rootless Ping.

If you don't recuperate in time, there is no chance of survival.

"Lu Chen, come on."

Lu Jie urged Lu Chen immediately, because now is the best time to kill the Dharma protector surnamed Zhou in lingxu valley.

When Lu Chen heard this, he did not hesitate. He endured the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth, waved the Longyuan sword in his hand, and cut into the Dharma protector of lingxu Valley right in front of him.

"Boy, how dare you?"

The Dharma protector of lingxu valley was extremely angry and wanted to avoid, but his spirit was broken and suffered heavy damage. In addition, he was too close to Lu Chen. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't escape this sword.

With a "puff" sound, Longyuan sword stabbed him in the heart.

The heart is the key of the human body. Once it is injured, it is almost impossible to survive.

"Ah." The old man immediately made a painful cry, his silver eyes widened, looked at Lu Chen, his body twitched constantly, his throat made a low voice, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Soon, the old eyes turned over, his breathing was cut off, and his violently convulsed body gradually paralyzed and fell at the foot of Lu Chen.

Almost in an instant, Lu Chen also sat on the blood ground.

After half a ring, he slowly regained some strength, took out the medicine bottle containing Wannian spirit milk and quickly swallowed a drop. Because he broke the spiritual illusion of the old man surnamed Zhou, the old ancestor Lu Jie also consumed a lot of strength and needed a good rest.

And Wannian spirit milk is undoubtedly the best healing medicine!

Then, Lu Chen refined tens of thousands of Lingjing to supplement Lingli.

After another moment, he stood up and looked at the body of the old man surnamed Zhou. Recalling the thrilling scene just now, he couldn't help showing his lingering fear.

Because this is the first time since his cultivation that he is closest to the God of death.

If Lu Jie had not saved him at the critical moment, he would be lying on the ground now.

"Grandpa, you saved my life again." Lu Chen said gratefully.

"To save you is to save myself." Lao Zu Lu Jiedao.

Lu Chen knows that his ancestor Lu Jie doesn't want to have too much burden in his heart, so he won't say more and keep this kindness in mind.

After pulling the Long Yuan sword out of the heart of the old man surnamed Zhou, Lu Chen took off the storage ring between his fingers and searched the body again. He didn't leave here until he couldn't find anything else.

The dry wind blew on the barren mountain and rolled on the body of the old man surnamed Zhou, making his body slowly stiff, the blood on the ground dried up, and the smell of blood in the air slowly dispersed.

Half an hour later, a figure suddenly rushed from a distance;

Is a young man, not long Xiao, who else can it be?

"Zhou Baofa?"

He felt the residual aura in the air, looked around and immediately saw the body of the old man surnamed Zhou on the barren mountain.

"How is that possible?"

Long Xiao's face suddenly changed, showing a frightened color and shaking his head inconceivably.

He couldn't accept that Zhou Baofa, who had the initial cultivation of lingtianjing, was killed by Lu Chen.

Unfortunately, this is true.

Looking at the corpse of the old man surnamed Zhou, Long Xiao seemed to think of something. He hurriedly looked around. After he didn't find anything on the corpse of the old man surnamed Zhou, he hurried away.

Go after Lu Chen?

Of course not. He wants to go back immediately and tell the news to master Ling Xudu.

……

Hundreds of miles away from the wasteland, in a big mountain.

An eight or nine year old girl sat on the grass and looked at the young man who had just opened her eyes not far away. Her little face was full of worry and asked, "young master, are you all right?"

The young man was Lu Chen. He looked at ling'er, who looked like a doll, and said with a smile: "don't worry, I have little blessing and great life, but I can't die."

"That's good." Ling'er patted her chest with fear.

"Well, let Ben look less at what's in the old thing's storage ring?"

As soon as he took out the name of Lu Chu, he turned his face to show his joy.

"Childe, what's in it? Show ling'er."

Ling'er trotted over and looked at Lu Chen with big eyes, looking like a curious baby.

"Just show you." Lu Chen was startled and hurriedly said.

"Cheapskate." Ling'er tooted his mouth and stared at the landing dust path.

"Well, little guy, Ben, I'll give you one less good thing. Haven't you always wanted to cultivate martial arts?"

Lu Chen gently scraped linger's small nose, then took out a yellow book from the storage ring and handed it to her: "promise, benshao, I'll give it to you now."

"What is this?"

Ling'er took a look curiously, looked at the three words on the book and said, "the demon will decide?"

"Childe, this is the cultivation method of our demon clan?" Ling'er asked happily after reading several articles.

"Yes, I didn't expect that this old guy should have the cultivation martial arts of the demon family. Moreover, I saw that the level of demon determination on this day is not low, at least it is also the primary martial arts of heaven level. If you practice it, you should be able." Lu Chen nodded.

"Thank you, childe." Ling'er said this and suddenly came up to Lu Chen's face and kissed with a slap.

"Ah." Lu Chen was stunned and looked embarrassed. He was forced to kiss by a little girl.