Thousands of people stand in the world, and their spiritual sense locks on the same person, as solid as gold!

Hu Zhong's eyes shone coldly. Within this kilometer range, not to mention a person, even a bug would not fly out. However, these casual cultivators were used to being single and free in previous years. Suddenly, they could cooperate with each other, and the effect would definitely be reduced by half.

"Around him, that kid, don't mess up your way!" Hu Zhong made a loud call, and then he pondered: "Use spell attacks to death, so that our formation will not mess up!"

He knew very well that the kid had a powerful sword move. If he found a weak point in the formation, such as the second level of spiritual concentration, he would definitely take the opportunity to escape after opening it.

When all the monks heard this, they all realized it.

Hu Zhong sneered even harder and shouted sarcastically: "Boy, I see how you resist?"

"kill!"

With a shout of Xiao Sha, the cultivators showed blue veins on their faces, and they used various magical skills. Some transformed into big hands, some combined hands, and half-moon light condensed in front of them, while some rippled black and white fire flames on their heads...

When the spells condensed, Lu Chen felt the pressure increased, as if he fell into the turbulent sea. At this moment, he not only was not afraid, but instead felt his whole body burning with blood.

"Stop? Why do you need to block?"

With a swaying hand, the purple cloud snail appeared, and then the purple cloud formed. Lu Chen stepped on it.

At the same time, the sky was shining brightly, and spells of shape and color came.

Seeing this, Lu Chen sneered, his figure flashed, and he moved within a thousand miles of radius while stepping on Ziyun. Ziyun's speed was comparable to foundation building, and his spiritual sense was powerful, so he could avoid these spells with ease!

As for some faster spells, Lu Chen resisted with his sword!

Bang bang bang bang!

There was a sound of explosions in the encirclement, and the spells collided, with colorful lights. At first glance, the monks could only see a purple light wandering.

Suddenly, one of the monks was hit by a spell, spurted out blood and fell directly from the air.

This change began to spread on the other side.

Bang bang!

"Damn it, who will use spells to hit me!"

"See it right, don't hit your own people!"

Many monks glared at the other side, while the other half of monks also had blue veins on their faces, especially the few who had grudges, who thought the other party took the opportunity to kill.

After all, they are casual cultivators, and it is impossible to cooperate perfectly in the short term.

Hu Zhong also gritted his teeth. He stared at the one-eyed scattered cultivator opposite and cursed: "You one-eyed dragon, let you hit that kid, you can just hit me!"

No matter how much he scolded, he was quite puzzled. The most headache-inducing thing about that boy was that Ziyun! He could not even chase the magic, unless the monks rushed forward, but this revealed a loophole, allowing the boy to take the opportunity to escape.

Suddenly, Hu Zhongzhong moved and shouted: "He Ziyun can't hold on for long, so don't use spells for the time being, trap him tightly!"

As soon as the voice came out, many monks looked at each other with confusion. They felt that they had been fighting each other until now, and they were in a mess. The bald monk seemed to be indefinite in command.

Seeing this, Hu Zhong gritted his teeth and nodded, and said in his heart: I am also a casual cultivator. Isn’t this forced?

The monks looked at each other, gradually put away their magic, and held the formation tightly.

Lu Chen stopped, he looked at him, dimples rose from the corner of his mouth, and a purple flag appeared with a swaying hand. When he shook his eyes slightly, the flag suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The black pennant is a middle-level first-grade range. Three second-grade spirit stones are required for use once, but there is no attack on the left and right, and it only bursts out with light. Those with poor spiritual consciousness will fall into a blank space in the short term.

"If you don't fight, can I not fight!"

Putting the black banner beside him, Lu Chen took out another green drum. When he swayed the wind, the drum suddenly shone brightly, and dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong

After doing this, Lu Chen kept using the magic weapons he obtained one by one. As for some low-value talismans, bellybands, etc., he threw them out without hesitation.

The magic weapons are mainly consumed by spirit stones. Once they appear, they suddenly shine from all directions. The only flaw is that there are very few truly powerful ones.

Linglong Black Tower!

boom!

A small black tower swirled out, and in a few breaths it turned into more than ten feet in size, smashing the monks towards one of the directions.

Hissing!

The big net of bonus gold, a large net of colorful colors circling.

This change was extremely fast, and when the monks reacted, their eyes widened.

"Fuck, that Linglong Black Tower is mine!"

"Hundred Locust Sword...my Hundred Locust Sword!"

"Li'er's bellyband, pink scarf, three-day rain pill..."

Seeing the young man throwing his things without opening his eyes, the cultivators gritted their teeth and were furious. However, when various magic weapons were bombarded, these monks were all looking at Hu Zhong, with obvious meaning. We cannot be beaten and fight back!

Hu Zhong looked at the boy tightly, and when he saw him bringing a black bead, he trembled in his heart: "It's so rich that the spirit bead is mine!" But now seeing the eyes of the monks, he gritted his teeth: "Don't look at me, I have become a monk halfway, how can I command!"

Speaking of this, he felt extremely frustrated and shouted: "Everyone fights, let's fight in chaos!"

As soon as these words came, more than a dozen monks were smashed by the giant tower and almost fell to the ground. On the other side, the five-colored net was taken away and several monks were trapped in the net.

At this moment, the cultivators no longer cared about the formation and rushed forward.

"Go to the formation, I am a casual cultivator, and I am only good at entering straight into the single sword!"

"Take back our stuff and kill him!"

The casual cultivators shouted, and suddenly, their momentum was even more tyrannical than before.

Lu Chen looked as usual and was quite disappointed. As expected, every magic weapon he obtained wasted so much spirit stone, since he had only knocked down a few people.

But after thinking about it, these casual cultivators may have obtained the incomplete mental method to practice, or they may have worshipped some insignificant sects to practice, resulting in the complexity of spiritual energy in their bodies, so the magic weapon is not powerful either.

Of course, there are too many people at the most. If you smash it against one person, the effect will be greatly enhanced!

Whoosh!

The monk's figure was like a locust, and the momentum made Hu Zhong feel excited. Hope rose in his heart. Although most of them were not as good as the sensation, so many people were enough to make people feel palpitations.

"Boy, I'll see how you escape!"

Hu Zhong shook his right hand and a bright big sword appeared. He immediately joined the camp, but he immediately noticed a strange sign. The young man in front put away his magic weapon, a dimples appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then swallowed a pill.

"Repair Pill, this is another robbery of me, it's a sacrificial family, this is used to restore spiritual energy at the peak of concentration..."

In the heartache, Hu Zhongzhong moved and retreated without a trace. He felt that the boy was about to take action. After all, he had not consumed his spiritual energy yet and it was the Restoration Pill!

Lu Chen quietly watched everyone rushing towards him, his expression was calm, and suddenly he raised the Luo Shen Sword and looked straight ahead.

"Luo Shenjian, try new tricks. As long as I can leave safely, my overall strength will definitely be qualified to fight Tang Zhen!"

Qualification for a battle does not mean that he can defeat Tang Zhen, and he still loses. However, in just one year, from the lack of power to the qualification, this achievement is enough to be proud.

After a moment, Lu Chen closed his eyes and recalled the second exclusive to Luoshen Sword. In his mind, a sea suddenly appeared, with black clouds pressing against the sea, and the wind stopped at this moment.

But at this time, a blurred figure suddenly rose in the still sea. This figure is very familiar. It is not the ancestor of the Luoshen Sword, but the Xuantian in the sword intent bead!

"Only this sword is the world's tyrant!"

The sound was like thunder, and under the sky, sword shadows interspersed, and memories that seemed like memories, rushing back and forth like tides.

At this moment, Lu Chen fell into a strange feeling, hazy, and he pointed his sword at the sky!

"Only the sword is the world's domineering song!"

After shouting this sentence for thousands of times, it floated out of his mouth again. Lu Chen opened his eyes, his pupils were dark blue. In his eyes, the sky was no longer clear, but dark clouds were everywhere, and heavy rain was about to come!

"Rain rain!"

If you don’t move, you will be in a turbulent sky!

Lu Chen's figure became elegant, and the God of Luo River danced like the wind!

In the curtain, a strong pressure rippled out. The wandering cultivator who rushed forward at a rapid speed couldn't help but stop, looking at the boy with a strange expression. He saw his sword dancing elegantly, and blue light flashing above the giant sword.

Whoosh!

A strong wind blew by, and a monk's cheek was cut at the front, and blood flowed out.

"What kind of sword move is this..."

Under his palpitations, he finally saw clearly. Around the boy, there were blue lights like needle tips lingering around him. At first glance, there were countless!

boom!

The invisible wind ripples out, as if it was like a heavy rain falling in the sky!

Whoosh!

Blue sword lights were shot out from all directions with Lu Chen as the center. With the speed of his Luo Shenjian dancing, the more blue lights became more frequent, and it seemed like a rain covering the sky.

These drizzles are as fast as lightning, densely packed. The bodies of the monks at the front are immediately penetrated. Although they are not fatal in the short term, if they do not retreat, they will be shot into thousands of holes!

As for the monk wearing spiritual armor, he could only hear the crisp sound of raindrops shooting on the armor, and the spirit stones were consumed like water in a moment!

"retreat!"

On the other side, the burly monk stood quietly on the stone pillar, his expression calmly also showed surprise at this moment.

"This child has an average cultivation level, but his talent for swords is beyond ordinary people! This sword move is probably full of sword intent, like a tsunami and a forest!"

"Sword Cultivator is worthy of being the most powerful cultivator in attack!"
Chapter completed!