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Chapter 167 The Immortal Holds His Sword and Steps on the Divine Map [Today's update]

In an instant, the entire Qingyao Mountain was shaking and trembling.

The gravel fell rustlingly, and the smoke that was stirred up covered the sky and the sun.

"Squat down and don't move around."

In the tomb passage of the mountain, Chen Qilin's face was slightly grim, and he let out a low drink, leaned over and squatted down in a corner, leaning on the wall of the tomb with one hand to carefully feel the changes in the scene under the whole mountain, and holding the pitch-black Tang knife behind his back with the other. , constantly staring at the changes in the situation in all directions.

Without the slightest delay, Shen Ran and Qing Han squatted behind the stern man, their spiritual power concealed.

As great masters of the Acupoint Realm, none of these people are afraid of falling gravel, even if the entire tomb collapses, with their strength, they can easily break through a routine and escape.

But in this way, it will run counter to the plan discussed with Lu Chen, and Lu Chen's layout will be disrupted by accident, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"Why is it shaking so violently?"

Shen Ran twisted a few talismans in his hand, and asked a little puzzled, this kind of vibration is a bit more violent than an earthquake, but it is completely different from the shaking during an earthquake, it is not like the fluctuation caused by a fight at all, That's why Shen Ran was very puzzled.

"The leylines."

Chen Qilin, who supported the wall with his palms, said coldly, looking up at the end of the tomb passage in the distance, his eyes were shining brightly: "The entire ground vein has been affected."

"Earth?"

Shen Ran repeated a sentence in a ignorant manner, her eyes extremely astonished.

As Chen Qilin said, the several veins centered on the underground palace trembled almost at the same time, forming a wave of small-scale seismic waves that could be felt in a radius of more than ten kilometers.

But fortunately, this kind of tremor is different from the earthquake caused by the movement of the earth's crust. It is not that strong. The surrounding area is mostly barren mountains and mountains, and there is no major loss.

After a long time, the tremors of the entire mountain subsided gradually, and no more gravel and dust fell down. The three people who had crouched down slowly got up. With the protection of their bodies, the dust and rubble almost reached the surroundings of several people. It was bounced off.

Qinghan, the woman in red, held the blue cat Qiongqi in her arms, her eyes flickering like cold stars, and she said in a deep voice, "Daozhang Lu has already started."

"Ah."

Chen Qilin nodded shallowly, and the dark Tang knife clanged out of its sheath behind his back, and a flash of determination flashed in his dark eyes: "It's too late, we can't delay any longer."

After all, Chen Qilin didn't wait for the reaction of the two people behind him, his eyes flashed coldly, he stepped on the gravel under his feet, his figure shot out like a sharp sword, and he jumped more than ten meters in the gravel path full of mess and gravel , the blood vessels on Chen Qilin's neck could be seen faintly flickering with the unicorn's red glow, and the Qilin's blood flowed through Chen Qilin's palms and penetrated the entire Tang knife.

"laugh--!"

There was a muffled sound, and the man in black with a faint red glow in his eyes raised and lowered the sword in his hand.

Like cutting tofu, it cut into the bluestone wall without any barriers, opening up a new passage in the original tomb passage.

……

In the underground palace, the sound of the sword's cry gradually faded away, but there were fine sword marks all over the walls of the entire underground palace.

Although Lu Zu's dharma image behind him has disappeared, Lu Chen's celestial master dharma body is still there, and Lu Chen stands in place as if Mount Tai descended from the sky and sat firmly in the sky.

The monsters who were close to Lu Chen had already been smashed into pieces by the incomparably domineering sword light, scattered all over the ground.

The demons and ghosts a little further away were also covered in bruises, full of horrible wounds forcibly shaken by the sound of the sword, lying on the ground and howling endlessly.

At the farthest point of the company, Xiangguo Yi Qin, who was holding a command flag and was in charge of commanding the ghost soldiers, had a clear bloodstain on his left cheek, and his dark and empty eyes were full of disbelief.

Four thousand demons and goblins attacked at the same time, but they were smashed by Lu Chen with a snap of his fingers? ! !
How powerful is this? !
Yi Qin's heart roared like a tsunami, and even the hand holding the flag couldn't help but give away a few points.

On the other hand, Lu Chen, standing in the center of all the turbulent waves, still had that calm and calm expression, still holding a sword in one hand and the other in a sword-knocking outfit, without even the slightest disturbance in his breath, as if doing all this was very important to him. To me, such trivial matters as eating and drinking are not worth mentioning at all.

But at this moment, the eyes of the young Taoist still showed the kind of indifference without emotional fluctuations, ignoring the bloody air splashing around, just looking at the three people in front of the dragon chair with a smile.

The smile is warm, like a spring breeze.

But it was this warm smile that broke everyone's hearts.

When all the monsters in the underground palace saw those red and phoenix eyes, their blood was so cold that it couldn't be colder, and the bottomless fear had completely shrouded them.

With one tap of the finger and the flick of the sword, four thousand armors were broken, more than a hundred were destroyed, and thousands of people were injured!

Four thousand monsters dance, knocking on the designated universe!
This kind of astonishing power made these demons feel overwhelmed, not to mention the thoughts of resistance, it is already an extravagant wish to look directly at the young Taoist at this moment!

Even the eyes of the three people in front of the dragon chair are constantly changing.

Li Qi's previous arrogance and smoothness were indifferent, if he hadn't quietly supported the dragon chair with one hand just now, he would not have looked so embarrassed amidst the roar of swords.

Just now the sword sound swept in all directions without distinction, including the dragon chair. Although it was not as powerful as Lu Chen's whole body, it still made him smell a little dangerous.

The ghost emperor's eyes were extremely cold, and he locked Lu Chen in the center of the underground palace, his eyes were extremely cold, and the killing intent seemed to be real.

Ping Yuan frowned, and waved away the spiritual power that was resisting in front of him. Looking at the young Taoist priest, his eyes shone with thought.

Lu Chen's changes have far exceeded his expectations and acceptable range.

If Lu Chen had reached Chiyang Mountain with such strength, he would have been powerless to resist at that time.

'No, this child must be removed! '

With heavy eyes, Ping Yuan secretly made up his mind.

In just a few months, he had just recovered to the state of the gods. Lu Chen, who he could easily crush to death, already had the qualifications to be equal to him, and even faintly overwhelmed him.

According to this growth rate, if Lu Chen is given more time to grow, even if he can recover to the peak smoothly by relying on Yuan, he may not be Lu Chen's opponent by then.

Thinking of this, Ping Yuan secretly clenched his fists, he no longer dared to think any further.

Now that he has escaped and ascended to heaven, he can dominate one side at a glance, and he must not leave such a big hidden danger for himself.

'So today, Lu Chen must die! '

A cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Wannian Demon King, which was extremely cold.

The demon monk Bai Yu let out a long breath, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and secretly chanted the Buddha's name.

Looking at the young Taoist priest who looked like a celestial being, the withered old monk's eyes were a little complicated.

……

In the center of the underground palace, Lu Chen casually held a sword flower, shattering the approaching bloody aura.

Back then when Lu Chen used the trembling sword to kill the master of the Fang family, father and son, Lu Chen's cultivation was mediocre, and his divine power was mixed with superficial and spiritual power.

But now, Lu Chen has condensed the body of the celestial master, and there is no spiritual power in his body, all of it is divine power, and he has recovered the memory of his previous life.

Today's Lu Chen is the one who went to Lu Zu for thousands of years.

This shaking sword style was used by Lu Chen at a certain level at that time.

And Lu Zuyong is another realm.

Now that Lu Zu is playing the sword himself, how can this level of power be compared to that of Jiang Panye before?
Lu Chen's body was boiling, and the bloody and sinister aura couldn't get close to Lu Chen's body.

In the center of the underground palace, the young Taoist priest crossed his arms and crossed his sword. The edge of the pure yang sword was shining with lingering light. He looked up at the three people in front of the dragon chair, his eyes were indifferent without emotion, and he said slowly: "Now do you know What confidence do I have?"

Lu Chen's voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the underground palace, and a needle could be heard.

Ping Yuan, who had already made up his mind to pay attention, took the lead with a stern face, and took the lead. The monster power in his body boiled suddenly, and he said loudly: "Both of you, stop hesitating and hiding things now, this son must not stay today!"

The ghost emperor Li Qi was dressed in a dragon robe without wind, and the surging ghost power flowed in all directions like a tidal wave. A fierce light flashed in the dark ghost eyes, and he said fiercely: "Today, my three strong men of the gods are gathered together. I don't believe that this stinky Taoist priest can lift the sky!"

"Bai Yu, until now, don't you want to make a move?!"

Li Qi's menacing ghostly aura had completely covered the dragon chair behind him, and he hissed.

"Amitabha."

Bai Yu chanted the Buddha's name melodiously, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, looked at the young Taoist priest with his arms crossed and raised his sword, and smiled faintly: "The old monk came here today to recover the body of my disciple, now Daoist Lu is willing to let me Disciple fallen leaves return to their roots?"

"White Feather!!!"

Li Qi, who was already impatient, his face changed rapidly when he heard Bai Yu's words, and he shouted angrily.

But the old monk ignored the ghost emperor's roar, and still stared at Lu Chen with soft eyes.

"Chu Sen made a promise with the poor monk before he died."

Lu Chen raised his head slowly, his eyes merged with the haggard old monk, and said lightly: "Pimpao will bury him in Qingyao Mountain. If Zen Master Baiyu can leave today, he will just take his body away."

The meaning in Lu Chen's words was already self-evident, the young Taoist priest did not let Bai Yu go to relieve himself of the pressure at all.

Long had already apologized, and Bai Yu, who was called a demon monk by the world, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly in surprise, his skin withered like tree bark piled up together.

"Okay, okay, the younger generation is awesome, the younger generation is awesome!"

After saying "okay" three times, the old monk Bai Yu's expression was extremely free and easy, and he smiled comfortingly: "Since the matter has come to this point, the old monk has to do his best."

Lu Chen smiled lightly, his eyes did not fluctuate: "The old Zen master just let go and fight."

As the young Taoist's voice fell, a wave of extremely heavy spiritual power rose ragingly in front of the dragon chair again, which was no worse than the demonic power emanating from Ping Yuan.

For a moment, in the underground palace.

The spiritual power of the three Shenguan realm powerhouses is like a three-headed tiger, and their spiritual power has climbed to the peak, condescendingly confronting the young Taoist priest in the center of the underground palace.

Lu Chen glanced at the direction above the heads of the three of them intentionally or unintentionally, roughly estimating the time, the young Taoist smiled faintly, slammed the Chunyang sword in his hand, and a sword sounded like a dragon chant.

"Chong--!"

The celestial master's dharma body was solid, and the divine light in Danfeng's eyes flickered, and a power that only belonged to gods swept out, completely crushing the evil spirits around him.

Lu Chen's figure slowly floated up on his tiptoes, and the young Taoist priest walked in the air. Every time he took a step, a yin and yang figure would appear in the air.

Heaven and man stand up with swords, stepping on yin and yang every step of the way!
Lu Chen, who looked like a heavenly man, seemed to be slow but extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he held the Chunyang sword and walked across the banquet to the main hall.

"Three, take this sword from me."

In mid-air, Lu Chen, whose whole body was like a golden sun, glanced at the three tigers at his feet, and Lang laughed.

In Lu Chen's hand, the Chunyang sword was raised slightly sideways, and then like a flowing wrist, he drew a sharp arc in the air, and cut it out with a sword!
A sword light glowing with divine power whizzed away, and the faces of the three people in the field were instantly serious, and the momentum around them surged to the peak.

The ghost emperor Li Qi's face was instantly covered with blue blood vessels and veins, extremely terrifying, his limbs were raised flat and his mouth was slightly opened, the emperor's crown on his head was instantly shattered, and his waist-length hair danced violently behind him.

Groups of bluish-purple ghost aura spewed out from the ghost emperor's mouth continuously, and pieced together into ferocious ghosts, bats, snakes and pythons, flapping their wings in the air, carrying the evil spirit that turned people's faces, and pounced on the surging sword glow.

Ping Yuan took a step forward, and the white marble slab instantly shattered under the demon king's feet, and the translucent white demon energy was pieced together into a ball in the hands of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Pushing forward with both palms of Yuan Yuan, the ball that looks like a bright white bead comes out of his hand, grows in the air when the wind sees it, and keeps rolling forward, getting bigger and bigger, and the momentum becomes more and more frightening. The space in the room showed faint signs of collapse and retraction, even if the steel was slightly crushed by the white ball of light, it would be instantly disintegrated.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Bai Yu recited the Buddha's name, his voice was extremely melodious, the old monk's dim eyes glowed brightly, and a ball of Buddha's light suddenly appeared in Bai Yu's mind, but he didn't understand the Buddha's light emanating from Shaoshishan Guanyi, the Buddha's light on Guanyi's body was transparent and clean , the old monk Bai Yu's body was slightly red.

The old monk's withered palm, which was like bark, changed slightly, and with one palm, a palm mark like a mountain suddenly appeared, tearing through the sky and slapping the sword light again and again.

Immediately, within the entire underground palace, demonic aura, ghostly aura, and Buddha's light appeared at the same time.

Bats, balls of light, and palm marks slammed into the terrifying sword light from three directions almost at the same time.

Just like a nuclear bomb exploded, the light was extremely dazzling, covering the sky and the sun, the spiritual power and demon power in the entire underground palace instantly boiled like oil, and the underground palace trembled again.

Not only in the underground palace, the coercion is overwhelming.

The spiritual power of the heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles was shaking, the sky was dim, and even the earth was trembling.

It is difficult for such a coercive person to breathe smoothly.

In the underground palace, the demons and ghosts who were severely injured by Lu Chen's shaking sword were in even worse condition at the moment. They knelt down on the ground with an extremely ugly face, unable to even move.

Three Shenguanjing people shot at the same time, this is a scene that has never appeared in Yushui City since the recovery of spiritual power.

In the air, watching the unreserved attack of the three, Lu Chen Danfeng lowered his eyes slightly. Although Lu Chen is not what he used to be, it is still a bit difficult to face the combined attack of the three experts in the Shenguan realm.

Lu Chen glanced at the agreed position, but there was still no movement.

The young Taoist's gaze suddenly turned cold, and he moved the Chunyang sword in his hand again, uttering a word softly: "Broken!"

As soon as Lu Chen's voice fell, the unparalleled sword light burst suddenly, like a celestial girl scattering flowers, sweeping in all directions!
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