"Sect Master, please take charge and ask Tianzong."

Asking Tianzong, everyone bowed to Lu Chen, with a respectful and sincere expression.

"Well, you are kind, and in order to complete the entrustment of the great elder, I will temporarily ask Tianzong Sect Master. After some of you have become ancestors, I will resign from the position of Sect Master and give Zhou Tianxue to him." Lu Chenchen Lin Xiaodao.

"Meet the lord."

Asking the top and bottom of Tianzong, including Shangguanying and Yuchijun, were overjoyed when they heard this and bowed to Lu Chen again.

Strictly speaking, Lu Chen is an outsider to Wen Tianzong, and he does not have the qualifications to sit on the Sect Master of Wen Tianzong, but this is the order of the great elder and they have to accept it.

In addition, after losing Wentian old man and great elder, Wentianzong has no ancestor immortal powerhouse, and more than half of the elders are dead, Wentianzong's strength is greatly reduced, and it really needs an ancestral immortal powerhouse to steer.

Although Lu Chen is not an ancestor, his strength is comparable to that of ancestors, and even stronger than ordinary ancestors. With him in charge, he can shock the younger generation.

"The big battle is coming. You should go back to heal your injuries first. If you encounter any difficulties, you can ask Shangguan Ying and Yuchijun to come to me." Lu Chen waved his hand.

"Yes."

The crowd saluted, turned and left.

"Huh!"

Lu Chen did not stay and returned to his temporary residence.

Everyone was healing. He didn't bother him. He found a practice room and learned about Luo Tian's prohibition. There was only three days, so he didn't dare to delay anything.

Luo Tian's prohibition is a prohibition at the ancestral **** level. It can reach the 33rd level, but he can fight against Tianjun. It is just that he has only now reached the ninth level. He is completely unsustainable and requires continuous penance.

outside world!

Under the leadership of Sakyamuni, Huangwuzi, Lingdaozi, Che Zhou, Baodi Bodhisattva, and Yanhui, all forces of the human race are operating.

At the junction of Nanhuang Xianzhou and Qiyang Prefecture, a large number of formations, prohibitions, chariots, and flying boats are arranged, and the glory is everywhere. Looking at it, there is a great potential for gold and iron horses.

The Heavenly Demon Race is also gathering on a large scale, and at a glance, it is overwhelming, dense, and devilish, uncountable.

"Lu Chen, after three days, I must die without a place to bury you."

In a large tent, blue light lingers, there is the vision of a magic tree, inside it sits a baby-faced woman with big watery eyes, who is it not Mu Qiaoqiao?

She was cut off by Lu Chen, but with Mu Jian's help, she was severed and reborn. However, she was still a little uncomfortable because of this, and it would take a while to fully recover.

For this reason, Mu Qiaoqiao had to take a lot of potions and magic pills to heal his injuries as much as possible.

At the same time, Jin Shu, Jin Tao, and Mu Kong were also healing, and Jin Tao was also cut off by Lu Chen, and with the help of Jin Li, he recovered.

They wanted to kill Lu Chen wholeheartedly.

They believed that three days later, it was Lu Chen's death.

The residence of Thunder Demon Sect

In the hall of an attic, there were two people sitting above them, one was Thunder Longbow and the other was Blood Spirit Venerable.

However, the Blood Spirit Sovereign did not have half respect for Lei Longbow, sitting on it swaggeringly, and said unscrupulously: "Lei Longbow, we have already fought a battle with the human race, can we leave?"

"They failed."

Lei Changgong's expression was calm, and he didn't get angry because of the disrespect of the Blood Spirit Venerable. After all, the latter was an ancestral god, and he did not control it at all.

However, he was not afraid of the Blood Spirit Venerable, the three great monsters, Mr. Eagle, the Old Ancestor of Earth Dragon, and the Old Monster of Jiuying, under his fingers, unceremoniously accused.

"Failed? How is it possible that the three of you work together, can't you even catch a human being to the immortal child?" Blood Spirit Venerable frowned.

"Blood Spirit Venerable, you don’t know something. Lei Palace is mainly responsible for the kid we grabbed. The fellow practitioners have the power of time and space, and the strength is beyond the monks of the same realm. Even the ordinary ancestors are not his opponents, if not that kid. Already injured, the three of us are probably dead in his hands."

Seeing that Xue Lingzun's complexion was not good, several of Mr. Eagle's hearts jumped, and they were all overwhelmed with lingering fears.

"Lei Changgong, wouldn't that kid be Lu Chen who injured Jin Shu and Broken Mu's clever arm, right?" Xue Lingzun frowned slightly and asked with an unkind expression on his face.

"It's him, Blood Spirit Venerable. It seems that you need to take action in person this time. If you catch him, you can leave. My Thunder Demon Sect will not trouble you anymore." Lei Changgong nodded. Said calmly.

"Don't you kill him?" Blood Spirit Venerable frowned and asked.

"No, I want to live. This is what the Sect Master meant." Lei Changgong said, shaking his head.

"Okay, in three days, I will personally catch that kid to you." The spirit of blood flickered in the eyes, and he was puzzled, but didn't ask much. After saying this, he got up and walked out on his own. .

"Everyone, go down and prepare."

Lei Changgong squinted his eyes slightly, watching the Blood Spirit Sovereign leave, standing up, and walking out of the hall, leaving Mr. Eagle and the others looking at each other.

Three days later.

Eight people, Jinli, Mujian, Shuijun, Huoqin, Tushang, Xuelan, Ziyun, and Leiyunhe came to the outside of Xianzhou in the Southern Wilderness, each occupying one side, showing grandeur.

The Blood Spirit Venerable stood beside Lei Longbow, staring at the territory of the Southern Desolate Xianzhou, without saying a word, but the blood on his body was terrifying and gloomy, which made the heart palpitating.

"Sakyamuni, you can agree to my clan's terms."

Jin Li stepped forward and swept across the sky, like a golden dragon swallowing water, rushing into the void, rumbling, shaking the world in the direction of Xianzhou in the southern wilderness.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

In the direction of Southern Huangxianzhou, the six Sakyamuni came out, looked at Jinli and the others, and Wuzi waved his sleeves, and said loudly: "Jinli, your conditions, we refuse, and if you have the ability, you will come in."

"Get up!"

Sakyamuni and Ling Daozi shouted indiscriminately, and the array patterns on the front of the Southern Wild Xianzhou immediately bloomed with a strong glow, as if the sun was very dazzling.

These are ninth-rank formations, which contain powerful formations. Even if the ancestor **** wants to break the formation, it is extremely difficult.

"Nine Nether Yellow River Formation, Ten Square Golden Sky Formation, Fire Nine Sun Formation, Sakyamuni, it seems that your human race has been prepared for a long time, but unfortunately, you can't stop our tribe's army."

Jin Li laughed, his shirt flying, golden light lingering, looking up at the sky, he opened his mouth, and made a sonorous voice: "Greetings to the heavenly Lord Jinzhu, Tianjun Shuilin, and Heavenly Zihong."

"Welcome to Heavenly King Jinzhu, Heavenly Shuilin, and Heavenly Zihong."

The patriarchs of the Seven Celestial Demon Races and the Blood Demon Race placed one hand on the left front xiong, their heads lowered, showing a respectful posture.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the void in the direction of East Antarctica vibrated, shaking the earth, and setting off heavy waves of air. Some peaks were unable to stop them and were blown into sand.

Then, three rays of light, golden, blue, and thunder, came up, carrying a destructive force and a pressure that pierced the soul.

This kind of coercion comes from between the heaven and the earth, as if it is integrated with the heaven and the earth, and represents the will of the heaven and the earth, like a god, which is impossible to resist.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Many people of the Sky Demon tribe instinctively bow down, as if welcoming their emperor, throwing their five bodies to the ground.

"No, the ancestor **** and king of the demon clan is here."

When the six Shakya saw this scene, their complexions changed drastically.

Although the ancestral gods and kings are also ancestral gods, they are two levels higher than them. The gap between them is like a gap, the gap between heaven and earth.

"Unexpectedly, three ancestor gods and kings came from the Sky Demon Race."

Among the crowd, Lu Chen stood, looking at the three strong rays of light, his heart was shocked, even if he hadn't seen the three ancestor kings of the Celestial Demon Race, his heart still throbbed.

He has no doubt that the existence of this level, a single thought, is enough to obliterate himself.

"My son, doesn't the human race have a heavenly monarch?"

The Lord of the Black Prison Mountain, Old Demon Cha, and Old Scarlet Fire all looked at Lu Chen, with a hint of hope in their eyes.

In the current situation, if the human race does not have the power of the heavenly monarch level, it will not be able to stop the demon race.

"Perhaps."

Lu Chen said lightly.

"Perhaps?"

The three of the Black Prison Mountain Lords all smiled bitterly when they heard the words. Doesn't this mean that Lu Chen doesn't know whether there is a strong heavenly monarch in the human race?

What is this called!

The three men of the Black Prison Mountain looked at each other, and their hearts were full of sadness. It seems that they are going to die here today.