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Chapter 133 The Ancient Behemoth

When Lu Chen opened his eyes again, he found that he had reached the top of a city wall.

Looking around, blood was everywhere on the ground and on the walls.

There are scattered scattered corpses everywhere, and smoke is still floating in the distance.

It turned out that I had arrived at a ruins of an ancient battlefield.

The demonic aura around them was too much, and they all turned into substantial thick fog, floating in the air in strands.

In the distant horizon, there was a slowly surging black fog that could not be seen clearly or touched, but it let out a painful wail.

When Lu Chen saw this scene, he looked back at the memories and raised his head slightly.

A woman also stood on the wall opposite the city wall.

There are many words in the world that describe a woman's beauty, but they are not as good as those four words in any case.

The charming is extraordinary.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Qinglian, long time no see."

As soon as the words fell, the ground trembled slightly, and the surrounding fog began to rise, hovering around.

The smoke, corpses and blood from the distance disappeared from the distance.

Only two people above the walls and a piece of open space in the middle were left.

The sword light rang.

The fairy of the Qinglian who had been gone for thousands of years had released her sword, and she was as powerful as thunder without any hesitation.

Lu Chen held up the ancient sword beside him and stepped onto the wall and went up to meet him.

Two figures faced each other in the air.

The sword light splashed out in the air, and countless sword marks began to appear on the two city walls, and dust and yellow earth fell from the air to the ground.

This woman's sword intent is so strong that she is not inferior to Lu Chen at all.

After a moment, the green light became even stronger.

Lu Chen fell at a disadvantage and fell on the city first, smashing a piece of dust.

The illusory woman did not pursue her, and stood in the air with her sword, with no emotion seen in her eyes shrouded in mist.

Lu Chen slowly stood up, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and the palm of his hand was already scarlet.

He had suffered severe injuries in Ruyang City and the Endless Seas before. Even if the sword cultivator's body was not strong, it was already considered Lu Chen's strong mind.

The blue light rises again.

The woman still didn't stop.

The wind and clouds gathered in the sky, and the surging spiritual power instantly hovered on the lightsaber in her hand.

The green lotus woman rushed towards Lu Chen, and the tip of the ancient sword reached Lu Chen's chest.

This time, Lu Chen did not resist anymore, his hands fell on his legs, he sat on the wall hovering, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth that he had never felt before.

A puff.

The ancient sword penetrated Lu Chen's chest.

.....

"Why are you so stupid?"

A woman's whisper rang out.

The lightsaber disappeared into the air, and the opponent's entire body turned into a phantom, passed through Lu Chen's body, and then disappeared.

The next moment.

Lu Chen was covered in it by a white light ball.

The gentle and holy aura poured into Lu Chen's dantian, flowed through the seven meridians and eight meridians, and finally merged with the majestic spiritual sea in Lu Chen's body.

The comfortable feeling was like meeting a clear spring in the desert and sunshine in spring.

The spiritual energy was extremely powerful and almost instantly cleared all the injuries on Lu Chen's body.

The sword energy left by the sword saint Zizhu met this spiritual power, and it was completely cleaned without any resistance, and the injury was slowly recovering.

The breeze blows by, and there is peace.

......

There has never been sunshine in the endless distant sea.

The old man leaning on a wooden crutch rushed out of the sea, stopped on a reef, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked resentful.

The fan in Canghai Cheng Xuan's hand is extremely yang and has a great effect on the people of the Shadow Palace. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"Little bastard, I will definitely tear you to pieces in the future!"

The sea breeze blows on my face.

A burly man with a strange face appeared in front of the old man at some point.

The old man who was still cursing just now suddenly knelt on his knees and whispered: "See Grand Master."

The man whose lips were still as scarlet as blood seemed to be younger than before, looking at him with a faint smile.

The old man swallowed his saliva and said in shock: "The incident happened suddenly, and Lu Chen ran away."

It was quiet, with only the sound of the wind.

The man didn't speak.

The old man became even more nervous and sweated all over his body.

The old man's name is Han Lingyuan, and he was once considered a famous figure in the righteous sect.

However, because he accidentally obtained a magic craft of the magic sect, he could not control the temptation of the great way and attacked and killed several important disciples of major sects to absorb their skills. As a result, the matter was exposed in the end, and he had no choice but to escape and wander.

Until later I met Shadow Hall.

Then he saw the true meaning of life and became a dog in the Shadow Palace without hesitation.

In the Shadow Palace, he knew why the profound skills of the Demon Sect were accidentally obtained by him, and he also figured out why the seamless plan was suddenly leaked.

But he didn't resent, but became more and more awe of the Shadow Palace.

"I already know this, and it's not your fault."

The Grand Secretary finally spoke and said, "It was just a temporary intention. It doesn't matter if you can't kill it, but don't forget our business."

The old man felt a little convinced and asked, "What you are talking about is the ancient beast in the Yaochi?"

Dashi said, "That's right, thousands of years have passed, the Yaochi Seal has reached its node, and it's turbulent and uneasy. It's time to release it."

The old man whispered: "How to do it?"

"The formation of Yaochi is unfathomable, and the legendary Fairy Qinglian, the eldest disciple of Queen Mother of the West, is in charge. We are naturally a little short of it."

The burly man said slowly: "But since that ancient beast feeds on the evil thoughts of the world, we only need to give him strength, and it will naturally break the seal."

The old man looked thoughtful, and for some reason he suddenly lowered his head and said uncertainly: "Evil thoughts in the world..."

Dashi said with a smile: "Of course it is the heavenly ghost that was swallowed by you."

The spiritual energy exploded.

The old man's spiritual energy surged around his body, and the blue wooden crutch hit his head straight at the other person's head.

But the next moment, the old man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground with weakness.

"You still haven't understood our style for so many years in the Shadow Hall."

The burly man didn't even look at the ground.

"You...you lied to me."

The old man's eyes were dissipated, his body began to rot, the blood on his hands dripped on the ground, and the ground began to boil and bubble, which was very terrifying.

"I have planned for so long, of course, because an obedient heavenly ghost is much more controllable than a disobedient heavenly ghost."

The Grand Secretary looked to the horizon and murmured: "And Yaochi suppressed the divine beast of my Shadow Palace for thousands of years. It's time to pay back this account."

.....

When Lu Chen opened his eyes again, his eyes returned to clearness.

There was one more person next to him.

The two sat side by side.

Lu Chen did not turn his head, but just looked at the black fog in the distance and asked, "I'm still so tired after death, I'm not afraid of trouble."

The woman in a white dress sat on the wall, her feet swaying up and down the sky, and shook her head and said, "The root of the disaster that Yao Chi has suppressed for thousands of years must be carried by people, not to mention that it is not just me, but also so many junior sisters buried here."

Lu Chen jumped off the city and walked in front of the black fog.

The black fog in the distance suddenly made a shrill roar, and the black fog boiled.

"Qinglian, let me go out, otherwise when the seal is broken, I will slaughter your entire Yaochi!"

The woman in white dress stood behind Lu Chen and smiled and said, "If one day he stopped making noises over the years, I would be a little uncomfortable."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at it, and said, "Shut up."

The next moment.
Chapter completed!
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