Chapter 1329： Man of the Demon Soul Palace

In the dark night not far ahead, a man in a black robe appeared and stood in front of Xiaohong, looking up at him.

"You are from the Demon Soul Palace." Xiaohong said blankly, staring at the man in black in front of him.

I saw the man in black provoke a jealous smile, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The matter of leaving the blue realm has nothing to do with your Xiaojia. Why should you stop my Demon Soul Palace from doing things."

"If something happens to Lu Chen, the Xiao Family will destroy your Demon Soul Palace." Xiaohong turned the giant spear in his hand, and the momentum on his body was aggressive.

Hearing this, the black man in front laughed again and said: "The fight for leaving the sky is life and death. You and I have the same cultivation level. Forcing a battle will only hurt both sides. Why not wait here to see who can finally get out of the magic cave. ."

"The cultivation level is equivalent, but it's not difficult to kill you." Xiaohong's tone was cold, and the poker face was the same as before.

At the same time, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of the man in black.

The man in black in front also snorted coldly. I don't know when a dark chain appeared in his hand, and the cultivation base of the whole body of Tribulation Transformation burst out, and he fought with Xiaohong.

At this time, Lu Chen appeared in a barren land after entering the black mist.

The ground under his feet was dry and cracked, the sky was shrouded in darkness, and there was no trace of spiritual energy in the surrounding air.

"Is this within that black mist?" Lu Chen frowned slightly, and his divine sense spread out, sweeping towards the front surroundings.

This place is very vast. With Lu Chen's current cultivation base, the power of divine consciousness can't cover it all, and his figure rises into the air, flashing towards the front.

In this space, in addition to the wasteland, there are also some raised mountains, but all of them are bare, and there is no vitality.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Chen suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, and he slowly raised his arm to gather a trace of cultivation strength.

After this strand of power was condensed and formed, it disappeared in his palm for no reason within less than two breaths.

"This is... the strength of the cultivation base in the body is slowly dissipating." A light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and he discovered what was wrong here.

In this barren land, there seems to be some kind of strange power, slowly refining the power of cultivation in his body. Although the speed is very slow, there is no aura supplement here. I am afraid that it will affect his cultivation for a long time. Have a great impact.

"You finally found out, Junior Xuegong, you can recognize Xu!" In the midair ahead, a low voice came.

As the voice just fell, a monk wearing a golden brocade was stepping into the air and appeared not far in front of Lu Chen. This person was clearly Xu Duande.

It's just that the aura of Xu Duande nowadays is very different from before, the expression on his face looks a bit hideous, and the whole body exudes a strong black aura.

"Why do you look like this?" Lu Chen's face was startled, but he almost didn't recognize this person.

"Hmph, Xu Duende suffered from the bitterness of Ten Thousand Demons, in order to kill you here, the position of Li Cang belongs to me." Xu Duande voiced hoarsely, staring at Lu Chen fiercely.

I saw that after he finished speaking, a bloodthirsty aura exuded all over his body, his arms were suddenly enveloped in a burst of black mist, and he raised his hand and waved to Lu Chen.

With this wave, countless groups of dark mist suddenly appeared, twisting and dancing in the air, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, every black ball has its own stroke trajectory.

"Black Prison Kill." Xu Duande shouted, raising his fingers like Lu Chen in front of him.

The black mist suddenly filled the sky, quickly condensing and shrinking, forming an invisible shackles, enclosing Lu Chen's figure tightly.

Lu Chen's face was solemn, and the strength of his body could not be replenished when fighting in this barren land, which was extremely disadvantageous.

"This person must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise, if you drag it on, you will undoubtedly lose." Lu Chen's eyes flashed, golden light appeared all over his body under the raised hand, and the Qiankun golden rod flew out of his body and was held in his hand.

At the same time, the strength of his whole body's cultivation was surging, and the golden stick in his palm suddenly shone brightly. With a sudden wave, a powerful and vigorous force burst out from the Qiankun golden stick.

"Broken!" Lu Chen let out a low voice, his whole body rising up into the sky.

It was like a strange formation that blocked his figure. Xiao He once said that as long as the formation was sealed, the golden rod in his hand could break it open.

The huge impact force suddenly broke out under Lu Chen's stick at this moment, and the black **** surrounding him seemed unable to resist the power of the Tianzhu, as they watched slowly dissipate.

"You are really strong, and the emissary is right. If it were in the past, I'm afraid it's really not your opponent." Xu Duande didn't seem to be surprised when he saw Lu Chen break through his supernatural powers.

"You are not Lu Mou's opponent right now." Lu Chen's eyes were indifferent, standing in the air holding the Qiankun golden stick.

While he shot, the divine consciousness always covered the person in front of him. As the two met for the first time, he found that the strength of Xu Duande's body's cultivation level did not seem to be pure spiritual power.

"Junior, when Xu Duande was in the academy, you didn't know that you were in that remote position, dare to speak wildly in front of me, looking for death!" Xu Duande said angrily, and at the same time his body flashed, directly bashing towards Lu Chen. Come.