Chapter 229 Sixth Generation Palace Soul 2

Ten years are short for cultivators. Lu Chen believes that these ten years will definitely ensure that Master Chen is safe and sound, but it is still unknown whether he has the ability to rescue Chen after ten years.

All of this depends on the Great Yan Immortal Art in my heart, and the broken but only hopeful Shenxiao Palace.

Now is no longer the time to consider, Lu Chen will not put all his bets on Xiang Ning's patience. However, Lu Chen will not worry about this. If he fails, he will probably not have the chance to see whether Chen is dead or alive. He may have lost his original nature first.

Incarnate into a demon.

The Great Yan Immortal Art is the way to be absolutely terrified.

hope!

Since I have made a decision, there is no possibility of turning back, so I can only move forward all the way...

Lu Chen took steps, step by step, and stepped heavily on a path that did not belong to him.

This road came too early, but there was no other way.

Zuo Qinghan's departure and Old Man Qi Jing's long sleep seemed inevitable, but only Lu Chen knew the helplessness.

Everything is because there is no power, and without power, you cannot protect the people you need to protect. Lu Chen has never had such a desire to gain power.

He warned himself: "It is impossible to let such a thing happen in the future."

Stepping into the tomb, the heavy evil aura seemed to feel Lu Chen's determination, and a large number of evil clouds were rolled up from the sky. The strong wind swept across the entire strange mirror space for a while, but the building still stood firm under the fixation of eight black cloud locks.

Hate and anger instantly covered the worry in his heart. Lu Chen's eyes turned into a pitch-black color as soon as the moment he entered the tomb. The strange black fire intertwined in his pupils, boiling, gradually becoming thicker, and even began to spray out angry flames.

The thousands of broken weapons inserted into the ground felt this boundless anger, buzzing, and a large number of black evil demons roared from the clouds.

When Lu Chen heard this, he remained unmoved, and his expression was firm. He allowed the evil demons to attack his body and still moved forward.

The broken door was close at hand. Lu Chen finally raised his tired arms and reached out to touch the cold door that meant that there was no possibility of turning back.

The brief stagnation allowed Lu Chen to accumulate all his magic power again. He exhaled his palms and sent a great force to the cold gate.

"boom!"

The gate of Shenxiao Palace was finally opened for Lu Chen.

The gloomy wind swept through, the thunder was surging, and the magnificent Shenxiao Palace was exposed in front of Lu Chen.

The tall building has a very wide space on one floor, with thousands of feet of space. Six statues stand at the hexagon corners of the hall.

Lu Chen stepped in and the entire Shenxiao Palace roared endlessly. The six statues seemed to have life, and six evil demons flew out from the top of the statue.

The explosion buzzed like a bell and echoed in my ears.

"Who is so bold that he dares to trek into the Shenxiao Palace!"

The sound was thick, like thunder, and it resounded like this, and immediately had a strange fantasy in Lu Chen's mind.

"The Lord of the Sixth Hall of the Temple!"

"Evil horn!"

"Red Eye!"

"Black Feather!"

"Rui!"

"Luo Tu!"

"Zhu Yan!"

"Sixth generation of palace souls!"

The miscellaneous information came like a rushing sea water. What appeared in front of us was the souls of the six generations of the hall masters of the Shenxiao Palace, all of whom were transformed into evil demons and stationed in it.

The first in the left, a human demon head, with nine huge black horns on the first hand and a giant holding a giant axe in his hand, is the sixth generation hall master, the evil horn from the Shura Demon Prison.

The second to the left, with three white hair and three eyes, a big red eye like a cow's eyes on the forehead, and a troll with nine strands of firm strands on his hands, is the fifth generation of palace master, the red eye from the fairyland.

The third one in the left, a black robe with a wide and thick black wings on the back, shaped like a bird man, and a sled hammer with both hands is the fourth generation of the palace master, and the black feather from the demon realm.

After arriving in turn, the fourth evil demon body, shaped like a wild elephant, head like a golden raccoon, and two big ears that whirlwind are the three-generation palace masters, the ancient monster beast Misty raccoon.

The fifth one is a human, but there are two black lights flashing in his palm, and his face is filled with fierce aura, and a ghost appears faintly. He is the second generation of the palace master, who comes from the ghost world and kills people like a murderer.

The last one, with eight hands, each holding bells, umbrellas, bells, pianos, drums, bottles, sticks, and pestles. The nine rings of black light behind him, and the black lotus platform was on the black lotus platform. The meaning was to dress up as the Buddha Wu Desire, but the Buddha in front of him had a black face, and his evil aura was far superior to the other five generations of hall masters. He was the fallen gods and Buddhas in the Buddha Wu Desire Realm, Zhu Yan.

The sixth generation of the palace masters were connected with the soul of the Shenxiao Temple. After failing to cultivate themselves and turning into evil demons, they imprinted a soul deep in their hearts and injected into the Shenxiao Temple for generations, so that the temple could not fall.

The complex information in an instant made Lu Chen understand a lot of knowledge that he had not been able to understand in the past. Although these understandings were extremely one-sided and were limited to the Lord of Shenxiao, Lu Chen knew a lot about the origin of the sixth generation of Lords of the Palace.

Shura Demon Prison, Immortal Realm, Demon Realm, Ancient Beast Realm, Nether Ghost Realm, and the Desireless Buddha Realm that has lived in the world with great righteousness. Lu Chen has never known it most of the places.

At this moment, Lu Chen could only silently recite the origin and name of the Sixth Generation Hall Master in his mind. After that, he saw the soul of the Sixth Generation Hall taking off in the Shenxiao Palace Master.

"When entering the main hall of Shenxiao Palace, you will be tested by the front hall master. The cultivators in the mortal realm of Runa are overestimating their abilities. I will ask you, what is evil?" The evil horn held a giant axe in his hand and flew to Lu Chen, and his soul body danced constantly around Lu Chen.

"Evil!" Only one word was answered, Lu Chen suddenly felt a sharp axe transforming into a head-on slashing towards him.

"The old ghost said that when entering the Shenxiao Palace, you must have a firm and decisive consciousness, otherwise you will inevitably let the evil demon enter the body and lose your mind."

Lu Chen remembered the words of Old Man Qi Jing that day, and immediately turned the shock into a boundless stand-up intention. Although his body was not moving, he had already imagined that he had fought with the evil horn in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boom!" A buzzing sounded, Lu Chen held the Haokong hammer in his hand and met with it. The sharp axe disappeared immediately. Lu Chen squirted a mouthful of blood and forcibly stabilized his body.

The evil horn flew back, and Chi Tong rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness: "How to cultivate evil?"

Nine steel forks pierced, Lu Chen closed his eyes, and Haokong hit again: "Kill!"

"Boom!" Chi Tong failed to take action, the black evil aura disappeared, and his figure dissipated. Lu Chen sprayed out another mouthful of blood, but he still stood firm and did not fall. However, this time, Lu Chen's spiritual consciousness was a little depressed, and his subconscious could not hold on.

"Damn it, I just couldn't stand the test of the two palace masters. No wonder the old ghost said that I was not strong enough. No, I must persevere and persevere."

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and shouted violently, strengthened his courage, took a step and stood firmly: "Come again."

The black feathers flapped their wings, and the squeaked and flew over, and the eight-legged sled hammer was roaring, "Those who are evil are heartless, should you obey?"

"Remorseless?" Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Don't obey."

"Damn it, you have to be heartless, but Master Dao just doesn't obey."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three hammers were fighting each other, and the ground in front of Lu Chen had already covered with blood stains, which turned out to be a blood-colored lake.

At this time, the four hooves of the Mangli Great Lord stepped out of thunder, and the Shenxiao Palace shook with a bang. The four hooves were stomping down the giant pillars of the sky, and the golden raccoon's mouth sprayed out nine-colored poisonous fog: "You don't follow the words of the front hall, and your heart should be punished."

"Wow!"

Lu Chen sprayed another mouthful of blood, and his legs couldn't hold on to the ground.

But Lu Chen was unwilling to accept it and thought to himself: Why do I listen to you? Dao Ye doesn't listen.

Thinking of this, even though Lu Chen couldn't stand up, he raised his head angrily and roared: "As the lord of the front hall, you are the one who has passed. I am the new lord of the Shenxiao Palace. Why do you want to listen to you? I don't listen."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Haokong Jiu fought, and swung it out in the sea of ​​consciousness. The nine-hammer combo hit him so hard that he flew backwards.

After passing four levels in a row, Lu Chen was almost exhausted. At this moment, Haokongjiu had consumed nearly 90% of his soul power. Na Luo Tu came in a gloomy way, and thousands of sword lights enveloped Lu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness: "As the master of the palace, he must have boundless magic power and peerless mysterious skills. The winner is the king, the emperor, the god, and eat my Senluo Ghost Sword."

Lu Chen closed his eyes in disappointment. These countless sword lights were unable to resist, and he had no energy to do, so he could only wait to die.

"No." Just as he was about to give up, the figure of the old man Qijing suddenly appeared in Lu Chen's mind, and the advice still rang out.

"This is consciousness, it is spiritual consciousness. Why do I take it seriously? Since it is spiritual consciousness, these sword lights are not real. It is not real, not real." Lu Chen said moly, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Damn, how can you have such a powerful sword technique? Master Dao is not convinced."

"Haokong Baiqing!"

Since it was a battle between spiritual consciousness, there was no real structure to be found. Lu Chen's subconscious power was fully utilized, and he began to imagine that he had learned Haokong Bailing.

Hundreds of hammer shadows were indeed about to shoot out of the sea of ​​consciousness. Facing the thousands of sword lights, they were extremely powerful. The thousands of sword lights dissipated, and Na Luo Tu returned in vain.

"Win." Lu Chen looked happy, forgetting that passing the test was not that simple. He spurted out his fifth mouthful of blood and crawled on the ground with a loud breeze. It was difficult to remember.

Just then, Zhu Yan flew to the eight big hands, and eight magic weapons rolled up boundless magic power, surrounding Lu Chen tightly.

"I will ask, you should cultivate evil, what is the end of the way of evil?

"Damn." Lu Chen was so angry that he wanted to curse, and said to himself: "You are just practicing evil Taoism, how could you know what the final state is?"

Resentment was full of resentment, Lu Chen clenched his fists with his hands, and slammed hard on the ground, and said angrily: "Bastard, you cheat me, I don't know, come on, turn me into a demon, Master Dao is the first to eat you first."

Lu Chen, who was in a state of grief and anger, was ready to become a demon, but as he cursed angrily, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Why is there no sound?" Lu Chen was still confused and slowly opened his eyes a crack. How could he have the shadow of the soul of the sixth generation of palace masters?
Chapter completed!