Chapter 1822 (2/2)
Lu Chen took a deep breath and said, ”come on.”
”Boom!” There was a thunder in Lu Chen's body, his body was staggering, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.
This is the price of his integration of Yin-Yang secret blood technique and extreme force, which was backfired. Just like two gyroscopes rotating at high speed in different directions, when they collide together, the force generated is also enormous.
Lu Chen's momentum is rising, and it has brought a great load to his body. It has even exceeded Lu Chen's body load. If Lu Chen's physical quality is not excellent, I'm afraid he would have been burst.
”Boom!”
At this moment, from the peak of Zhixian to the land dust of Zuxian, I feel that the body has endless power, which is far from being comparable to Zhixian, and can not be compared with it. If it had to be calculated, it can be said that the land dust is more than ten times higher than the land dust just now. This ten times is not as simple as ten one plus one, I'm afraid even a hundred land dust just now can't match the current land dust.
Not only that, Lu Chen's momentum is still improving. At a terrible speed, his snow-white clothes have long been broken by energy, revealing his glittering and translucent body. This is an embodiment of energy, completely detached from the mortal body.
Finally, it reached a critical point. Lu Chen, who was urged by the secret method, has now reached the middle stage of Zuxian!
This kind of promotion is terrible, which makes many people around stunned. Although many people here are the cultivation of Zuxian, they feel the momentum of Lu Chen and feel that they are slim.
”Ha ha, refreshing, Lu Chen, you are really good.” The masked man was not afraid of the pain on his body. He held the fairy sword high in his hands. The two black Gulu eyes on the mask showed a strange look.
”Poof!”
The man was suppressed by the momentum of the fairy sword and vomited another mouthful of blood. This time, it directly gushed out. He could not hold on. The injury had spread to his body. Even if he won this time, I'm afraid the masked man would be abandoned.
Lu Chen collected the thirty-three day Geng sword, then took out the soul blood of the old car demon and the old red fire demon, lifted it, and threw the stored ring to the old car demon. Deep vision, like seeing through nothingness, said: ”please do one thing and help me take good care of my relatives.”
The car old demon and the red fire old demon looked and opened their mouths. They couldn't speak for a moment. There were some glittering in the corners of their eyes, so they could only nod with emphasis.
”No, the childe treats us well. We can't die without saving. Let me go and save him.” Tianchi shouted hysterically, and Youli was crying and holding him.
Lu Chen ignored, but turned his eyes to the masked man again and said, ”come on.” The tone was calm and peaceful, just like an ordinary trial, as if he didn't regard it as a battle of life and death.
Lu Chen stood in the air empty handed, his body like a perfect crystal stone, glittering with crystal brilliance.
At this moment, Lu Chen has no towering power. All the power is restrained, peaceful and deep. He is ready.
”Stop! Killing is strictly prohibited in the rich city.” At this time, a murderous team came and said. Trying to stop the struggle between the two.
But neither of them paid attention. Then, several red clouds rushed from all directions in an instant. They were all surprised by the breath of the two people in the rich city.
”Kill the disciples of Qianmen. I'm out again this time.” The speaker is a middle-aged man with a cool body and good looks. One eye shines cold stars, and two curved eyebrows are like painting. With a broad chest, it is invincible.
”Master.” Ji Chuang came forward and bowed.
It is Ge Chuang, one of the strongest in the rich city, who has a glorious record and the existence respected by thousands of people.
”Hum! Ge Ding, you finally dare to come out.” Left Qi Leng hummed.
”Ge Ding, how about you and my eight gods gate?” At this time, another voice sounded. It was a man who spoke loudly and vomited thousands of feet of Lingyun's ambition. The brave heart is like a lion shaking the sky under the clouds. Strong bones and strong tendons, such as shaking the ground and standing on the seat.
”It's Zuo Xiu, the boss of the eight gods gate!” Someone exclaimed.
”Enough, enough, Ge Xiu, you don't mention those old things.” The speaker is a middle-aged beautiful woman.
She has an embarrassed red pointed chin, wears a pink white embroidered and Dilian antique satin straight neck cardigan, a winding and sweeping cherry grass embroidered Impatiens skirt, and wears lotus root colored toothflower plain silk. With long smooth hair, elegant wind and chic bun, the light and slow winding cloud temples are inserted with jade and wax hairpin, the skin is as thick as fat, the hand is wearing a coral bracelet, the waist is pink and blue embroidered with gold flower pattern sash, and the feet are wearing gold pinching and cloud digging red fragrant sheepskin embroidered shoes. The whole person looks as bright as the autumn moon.
An old man stepped out of the void. His bronze face, a pair of copper bell like eyes, and a wisp of goatee floating on his pointed chin looked old.
The old man said, ”Sun Ji, don't say a word. I calculated a divination before going out today. The divination shows that today is a good day. How can I hear you quarreling here when I go out? I'm tired of talking. Let me persuade you to quarrel. Is it appropriate?” Although the old man is tired of talking, his voice is as powerful as a bell.
Everyone seemed to give the old man face and shut up and stopped talking.
”The people of the city Lord's residence should have arrived long ago. Where's Lan Yu? Why haven't they arrived yet?” The old man said, the sound is like a bell and drum.
”Thank you for resisting the insult. I still remember the younger generation. I'm coming now.” The voice of a woman is like a warbler.
With the sweet voice, a void door opened from the old man, and a young woman came out.
This woman has silver white hair and ice blue eyes. She is more and more indifferent. Her heroic face is like a banished fairy. She always has an attractive temperament, which has nothing to do with her good appearance. At the moment, she is a desperate cold, like a bloodthirsty fairy.