?There are fire flying in the sky and yellow smoke is bursting in the song.--.

The three masters roared and kept calling coldly. After Wan Xinzhu's loud and delicate scolding, Qinghuo's proud expression suddenly frozen.

"How do you know?" He looked at Wan Xinzhu in shock.

Because Qinghuo has always paid attention to protecting the Great Lord's skull, he carried the skull on his body when he was in Taiwu City and transformed it into a fingernail size to store it closely. With his cultivation level, he could only store part of the remains of the Great Lord, so he stored the skull elsewhere.

Of course, it is impossible to completely collect the remains. Lu Lin is holding the bone of his left hand, which makes the remains incomplete.

However, Lu Chen didn't know that the so-called Taihuan Piaomiao is actually a unique method of cultivation. People who practice Taihuan Piaomiao's body have two souls.

These two souls are different from the Taixu God Lord. Both souls are true, one is called true Yuan and the other is called Fantasy Yuan. They are both incomplete. This is also an important factor in the success of Lu Chen's black evil heart fire that has not yet refined the Qing Demon Fire Yuangong Fire pattern.

Because the fantasy essence is in Qinghuo's hands, which is the part preserved by the Great Lord's skull. Only when the fantasy essence and true essence are obtained and refined at the same time can the fire pattern be swallowed up.

Lu Chen didn't know about this yet, but he could see that only the Great Lord's Skull could allow Qinghuo to use peerless magical powers that influence the minds of the monks, and it could also allow him to transform into two Qinghuo, one true and one false.

Ximen Yuetian heard Wan Xinzhu's screams and suddenly became ecstatic. He ignored the fake green fire and roared against the demon dragon that spitted green fire. The stone chain axe was danced to the extreme, resounding with a shocking roar.

Qinghuo was shocked when he saw that his old background was discovered. He raised his fingers and pointed three vortexes of flames to knock out the golden sea of ​​flowers, fled to the ground to find a way and escape.

Wan Xinzhu's golden flower fell on the ground, but she ignored it and ran to chase after Lu Chen's control.

Ximen Yuetian followed Wan Xinzhu to knock down the coral groups and tried to take a detour. This time, Lu Chen did not move the formation and use the coral formation to make Ximen Yuetian futile, but let them go.

Ximen Yuetian hated Qinghuo and Lu Chen, and did not care about the coral group that no longer grew. Seeing his axe as he was like a rainbow, he suddenly got carried away: Qinghuo, I see where you run, taste my Hong'er's life."

Qinghuo's trump cards were thrown out, and he was swollen in the song with sweat on his head. He heard Ximen Yueqiu's jealousy and cursed in anger: "Your son dies and his bird's business, why don't you ask Lu Chen to chase me?"

"Fart. Will Hong'er die without you? You must have been secretly joining forces with Lu Chen to attack Wu Er, and I will take your life." Ximen Yuetian has now been completely instigated by Wan Xinzhu. Lenovo's ability is beyond imagination. Lu Chen was so happy in the coral group.

"Talent, talent, you can also think of it, talent."

In the song, two people chased and fled, and the green fire fought and retreated. The three of them fought and could not be opened. The three of them had equal cultivation, and they all took action were cruel and ruthless, and the speed of consuming mana was naturally doubled.

Within half a day, the three masters were so tired that they were panting. Ximen Yuetian held a grudge against losing his son. Wan Xinzhu was instigating him, and all his anger spread to Qinghuo.

Lu Chen let the three of them go back and forth, and did not trap the formation at all. Half a day later, the three of them fought unprecedentedly in the open area of ​​a magic circle.

Lu Chen swept his divine thoughts and all the three masters were weak in aura, which obviously consumed a lot. The one who was at the disadvantage was Qinghuo. The old monster blocked it and the green demon fire allowed him to use it to the extreme. However, because of this, his inner breath decreased exponentially. On the other hand, although Ximen Yuetian consumed a lot, he was dominated by anger and was as powerful as a rainbow.

Among the three, only Wan Xinzhu's breath was slightly calmer, but her face was pale at this moment, and it was obvious that she was on the verge of being exhausted.

In fact, if Ximen Yuetian and Qinghuo both observed Wan Xinzhu calmly, it would be easy to find out the strangeness on her face. After hitting for so long, Wan Xinzhu was so tired that she was sweating profusely, but there was no sign of fatigue on her face, which was obviously very abnormal.

But at this moment, Ximen Yuetian and Qinghuo were both red-eyed, and they didn't care about observing Wan Xinzhu's expression.

The three of them were fighting, and suddenly, when Qinghuo pinched the immortal skills, there was a clear green light in his palm, and it immediately dimmed quickly, which was clearly a sign of poor internal breathing.

Ximen Yuetian seized the opportunity, held the axe horizontally in front of his chest, held the stone chain in his right hand, and swung it up with a clang, and threw it hard towards Qinghuo.

Qinghuo was careless for a moment, and the inner breath was cut off, and he was entangled by the stone chain several times in shock.

Ximen Yuetian was overjoyed. When the divine power was used, the stone chain suddenly tightened. A crackling sound came. Qinghuo's arms and bones were broken. His old face was filled with blood like pig livers, and he shouted in a daze.

"ah!"

Ximen Yuetian's divine thoughts tightened, held the axe in both hands and pulled it violently, shouting to Wan Xinzhu: "Kill him."

Wan Xinzhu nodded slightly, and the ripples of the lotus rose up layer by layer. She stepped on the ripples and flew to the top of Qinghuo's head lightly and quickly. A silver soft sword was sacrificed by it. He pointed it with one finger, and the silver sword passed through Qinghuo's sky spirit cover.

"puff!"

The blood pillar spurted out from the top of the green fire's sky spirit cover, and the splashed Wan Xinzhu was very weird in white. The strong smell of blood stimulated Ximen Yuetian's deep hatred, making him scream: "Leave it to me, I will destroy this thief with my own hands."

The stone chain was not loose, Ximen Yuetian rushed over with great strides, Qinghuo's face was covered by blood, his divine thoughts were restrained, and his eyes were full of fear: "Bastard, I am not Lu Chen's ally, we are enemies, we are enemies."

He also argued that Ximen Yuetian certainly did not listen. Lu Chen hid somewhere behind the three of them, and as Ximen Yuetian was about to pounce, his deep eyes burst out with cold light like the eyes of a wild wolf in the dark night.

"Kill!" His lips and teeth touched slightly, and the explosion of sound waves turned into invisible waves of air and surged into Wan Xinzhu's mind.

Wan Xinzhu, whose eyes were empty, suddenly had a huge murderous intent. He didn't attack Qinghuo. He pulled off the skull of the Great Lord hanging on his chest with his jade palm. When he turned around, his left hand became a palm and his right hand became a fist. He used both force together, like a squirting clouds and mist, and a powerful force spewed out.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled sounds were heard in succession, and they rushed towards him like an evil tiger. His face was covered with shock and surprise. This palm and punch was the strongest blow that Lu Chen ordered Wan Xinzhu to fight all the remaining magic power in his body. He immediately hit Ximen Yuetian vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Wan Xinzhu, what are you doing? Wow!" Ximen Yuetian vomited another mouthful of blood in the air.

Qinghuo laughed wildly when he saw it: "Haha, I said it, this woman is taking advantage of you. You deserve it."

Wan Xinzhu's expression remained motionless, Qinghuo was hilarious, and Ximen Yuetian's face was full of shock and anger. He couldn't think of why Wan Xinzhu, who had no grudges with him in the past and had no grudges recently, wanted to kill him? Could it be for the things in her hand?

Just when Ximen Yuetian was confused and the blue fire was sad, a figure suddenly flew out from the coral group like a geese. The man's hand was full of light, comparable to the evil god who came to the world, flapping his wings with a fierce momentum. Behind this man, two white and purple wings, two extraordinary wings, with a fierce murderous aura, pounced on Ximen Yuetian, who was facing upwards and not yet landing.

Ximen Yuetian and Qinghuo Dingqing looked at each other, and a surprised expression appeared on their faces. In this moment, Lu Chen swooped down like an eagle, and the sword and hammer in his hand were all top-grade heavenly artifacts.

"Lu Chen..."

"Damn it, it's you..."

“Oh…”

The "cake" had no chance to say it again. Lu Chen had already arrived in front of Ximen Yuetian. He was trying to kill. Haokong's two great magic weapons crossed in front of his chest. The huge heads of two nine-angle five-clawed evil fire plate dragons behind him pushed Lu Chen, and a long line pressed on Ximen Yuetian like a snake.

"Peng!"

Ximen Yuetian vomited another mouthful of blood, and the speed of landing rose hundreds of times.

Lu Chen's momentum was not diminished, his heart was filled with anger, and his evil intentions were surging, and he swooped down and hit Ximen Yuetian and smashed straight to the ground.

"Peng!"

There was another loud noise, and Ximen Yuetian was pressed to the ground tightly, sinking more than a few feet underground. The fierce energy rushed to all directions with the two of them as the center. The collision of the earth collapsed in pieces, expanding the deep pit to more than ten meters before stopping.

After being attacked twice, Ximen Yuetian had been seriously injured. However, Lu Chen did not say anything. In order to ensure safety, the moment he landed, he drowned in two weapons and launched continuous bombardment towards Ximen Yuetian's upper body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang!"

Haokong practiced thousands of hammers, and the light of the killing sword flashed. In the blink of an eye, a middle-level god king who was important in the divine realm was dismembered by random knives and hammers. His death was so miserable that even Qinghuo saw it.

"Damn, what a cruel boy."

Lu Chen turned his back to Qinghuo, and he could only see blood foam and blood clots flying around Lu Chen. As for Ximen Yuetian, he was no longer human.

It was not Lu Chen's original intention to dismember Ximen Yuetian's body, but he really didn't want the kindness of a woman to bring more trouble to himself. Moreover, with Ximen Yuetian's character, even if he leaves a whole body for him, he would not be grateful to you.

The random knife killed Ximen Yuetian. Lu Chen jumped out of the pit with a light back. He pointed and pointed at him with a gloomy face. Ximen Yuetian's damaged divine source turned into a stream of light and flew into his hands.

"Lu Chen, I'm a ghost..."

"You can't be a ghost anymore." Before Ximen Yuetian finished cursing, Lu Chen pointed his sword straight, and a black light passed through the divine source, and Ximen Yuetian was killed on the spot.

Qinghuo half-kneeled on the ground, with the thin silver sword inserted above his head. His divine thoughts were bound and he could not have any strength. When he looked at Lu Chen again, he did not dare to have any color in his eyes except fear.

Lu Chen walked to Wan Xinzhu with a calm face, and without looking at her, he coldly stretched out his hand and said, "Get it."

"Yes." Wan Xinzhu responded and respectfully handed the Great Lord's skull to Lu Chen.

Qinghuo was stunned and looked at Wan Xinzhu and said, "Are you a puppet?"

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