"Great, three people have died from the Celestial Demon Race. We have won this battle." The ancestor of Honghe said with great joy when he saw that the balance of victory was tilting.

"Thanks to Lu Chen," Immortal Tianjun said in admiration. It is full of appreciation for Lu Chen.

The Shakyamuni people were also very happy.

The human monks cheered enthusiastically.

Gui Yao's daughters cried with joy.

The three of the Black Prison Mountain Lord also breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Chen won, and they didn't have to die.

"hateful!"

Jin Yinqi was very angry, but it was a pity that there were nine people on Lu Chen's side.

Moreover, Lu Chen is strong, practicing the two ancestral gods of the 33 Heavenly Sword Formation and Luo Tian forbidden, plus the four major spells, and various methods of time and space. Even if Jin Yin wanted to deal with him, it would be difficult. leading.

What's more, when Jin Shu died, Jin Yin's side lost a great deal of strength. With Zi Changtian and Muhe, it was impossible to accomplish anything.

Over time, Jin Yin felt exhausted.

This is absurd to say, but strictly speaking, it is true. Although Jin Yin and the few are the ancestors, and they are the best among the ancestors, but the long-term battle, the power consumption is huge, and they can't take the Lu Chen and others. Naturally, there is a sense of powerlessness.

For Lu Chen's side, it was different, everyone was extremely excited, because before that, Qu Yang died, fell on the wind, and was about to fail. This made them panic and blamed themselves more.

In this battle, they shoulder the rise and fall of the human race. If they lose, it is a battle of survival and death. If they lose, they will blame themselves for the rest of their lives.

Fortunately, at a critical moment, Lu Chen killed Jin Shu and successively killed the ancestors of the Thunder Demon Race and the Blood Demon Race to reverse the situation, which made them feel ashamed and brave.

That's why the Huineng and Drunk Taoists fought together with their lives.

They don't care about personal life and death, they care about the peril of the human race.

Now that they have an advantage, they are naturally going forward, regardless of their own safety, and attacking the Jinyin Seven.

Coupled with Lu Chen's main attack, using the four major spells and weak water beads to affect their power, naturally it is even more unfavorable.

However, Lu Chen knew clearly that it was far from enough if he wanted to win. At least, he had to kill an ancestor of the Demon Race so that he could gain an absolute advantage.

"Ji Wusheng, contain Jin Yin."

Lu Chen spoke to the trio of Ji Wusheng, Ji Ling, and Fairy Yuzhu, and then quickly approached the ancestor of the Mumozu, and blasted them with a 33-day sword formation.

"Kill Lu Chen!"

Jin Yin saw Lu Chen's intentions, and hurriedly shot, unleashing the Heaven Killing Technique, blasting the Void Sacred Spear, and hitting Lu Chen.

"Stop him!"

Ji Wusheng received Lu Chen's instructions, and immediately took action, using their own methods to contain Jin Yin with the power of space and time.

Jin Yin is the strongest among the seven, and if you restrain him, you can weaken their strength.

"fast!"

Mu Qiaoqiao was ruthless, yet wise, and hurriedly took action with Zi Changtian and Mu He to intercept Ji Wusheng.

However, Qing Di and Li Taibai made a move at this time, hitting the Qinglian Sword and Taibai Sword, and slashed to the three of Mu Qiaoqiao.

In this way, no one can rescue the ancestors of the Mumozu.

"Weak drops!"

Lu Chen concentrated his mind, manipulated the weak drops of water to draw out the weak water, and rolled towards the ancestors of the Wood Demon clan.

"Go away!"

The ancestors of the Wood Demon clan were extremely angry, with blue hair flying all over his head, arousing the vision of ancient trees in the sky, suppressing them, and shooting out various tree giants, such as thousands of troops and horses, and rushing to kill Lu Chen.

It's just that Lu Chen had been prepared long ago, strangling the past with a thirty-three heavenly sword formation, with the sword aura, like a heavy sword world, blasting down.

In addition, Lu Chen also shrouded him with Luo Tian's prohibition, using the force of prohibition to restrict his range of activities. If he came, he would not be able to avoid the weak water.

The weak water contains the weak water power of the strong, which can corrode all things, and has the effect of restraining the demon tribe. The ancestors of the wood demon tribe are quickly suppressed and unable to resist.

"Jin Yin, save me!"

Feeling the crisis, Mu Mozu's face changed drastically, staring profusely and asking for help from Jin Yin.

"Go up!"

Jin Yin was also panicked when he saw this scene. If the ancestor of the Wood Demon clan died, Lu Chen would have an absolute advantage. How could they win?

In order to win, they had to move closer to the ancestor of the Wood Demon Clan to prevent Lu Chen from killing him, but with the Qing Emperor's eight restraints, their speed dropped drastically.

"what!"

At this moment, there was a scream from the ancestor of the Wood Demon Clan. His attacking power in the 33 Heavenly Sword Array and Luo Tian forbidden completely lost the power of defense.

In addition, his body has also been eroded by weak drops of water. The original cyan light was shining, but now it has changed to gray, exuding bursts of stench.

"Lu Chen, dare you."

Jin Yin yelled.

"cut!"

Lu Chen glanced at him coldly, urged the origin of the sword, merged with the Zhankong sword, slashed towards the ancestor of the wood demon clan, snorted, and split it into two pieces.

"what?"

All the six people in Jin Yin changed their expressions, and their expressions became extremely ugly.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the trio of Jin Zhu Tianjun also lost their sorrowful expressions.

"This Lu Chen is really damn."

"This kid won't get rid of it for a day, and my celestial demon clan won't be at peace for a day."

"You must kill him."

The ancestral gods of Jinli also had a deep expression, and their eyes flashed with murderous intent to Lu Chen.

In their view, if it had not been for Lu Chen, the ten Jinyin had already won.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain.

"kill!"

After Lu Chen killed the ancestor of the Wood Demon Clan, his spirits were lifted up and his heart was high, motivating Zhou Tianxue and slashing towards Jin Yin.

Kill Jin Yin and the game will be won.

"Kill Jin Yin."

Qingdi and Li Taibai are also smart people, knowing that Jin Yin is the greatest threat, so they joined forces with Lu Chen to attack.

Now there are nine of them, Jin Yin's side, only six, occupying an absolute advantage, Jin Yin can't escape this time.

Ji Wusheng, Ji Ling, Fairy Yuzhu, Baoyin Bodhisattva, Huineng, and Drunk Taoist were no longer constrained, but turned from defense to offense, and went up with a strong attack.

No matter how strong the strength of the six Jin Yin people is, in front of the absolute strength, they are also hampered everywhere, and there is not so much power to attack.

"Jinzhu, the situation is not good."

Zihong Tianjun and Shuilin Tianjun frowned slightly.

"Quit the war."

Jin Zhutian said calmly.

"armistice?"

Both Zihong Tianjun's swords were taken aback, their expressions gradually became ugly, and they asked, "Is there no other way?"

"Unless we want to spend this time with the human race, there is no other way." Jin Zhutian said lightly, ‘but it’s no good for us to spend it like this. ’

"Ok!"

The two of Zihong Tianjun were silent for a while, and when they saw that the six Jin Yin were not the opponents of the nine Lu Chen, they nodded and compromised.

"Indestructible, let the truce, you win this game."

Jinzhu Tianjun walked out, his eyes were bright, penetrating people's soul, and fell on the immortal Tianjun, calmly said: "From today, our two clans have ceased fighting for a thousand years."

"I hope you can abide by the agreement."

When Immortal Tianjun and Honghe ancestor heard this, they looked at each other, and they both showed a touch of joy, but they did not relax their vigilance, worrying that Jinzhutianjun would lose their words and become fat.

"Jin Yin, wait until you come back."

Jin Zhu Tianjun said.

"Yes!"

The six Jin Yin were unwilling to get the instructions, but it was of no avail. Knowing that they were not the opponents of the Lu Chen nine, they could only choose to accept defeat.

"Mu Qiaoqiao, live well, your life is mine." Lu Chen said with a smile while looking at Mu Qiaoqiao.

"Lu Chen, don't worry, I will live well, because I am going to kill you myself." Mu Qiaoqiao's face stiffened as she stared at Lu Chen, gritted her teeth and said.

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you to die." Lu Chen smiled.

"Damn fellow, I swear by Mu Qiaoqiao that I will smash you into pieces." Mu Qiaoqiao hated him, his silver teeth creaked, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Let's go."

Jin Yin frowned slightly, glanced at Lu Chen, and remembered him in his heart.

This battle was simply a shame to him, and all of this was caused by Lu Chen, so he must kill him.

But his city mansion was deeper than Mu Qiaoqiao, and he didn't show it.

"This guy is really tricky. I want to kill him. It seems that there is no hope before stepping into the Ancestral Wonderland." Lu Chen frowned secretly.

After experiencing countless lives and deaths, how could he fail to see Jin Yin's thoughts, but even if he knew, so far, he has no strength to kill the opponent.

"Lu Chen, we won."

At this moment, the cheers of several people from Qingdi came.

"Amitabha, good and good."

Huineng and Baoyin Bodhisattva also showed excited smiles.

"Won! We won!"

The human monks in the Southern Desolate Xianzhou all cheered at this moment.

"Lu Chen!"

"Lu Chen!"

"Lu Chen!"

Many people began to call Lu Chen's name. In their hearts, Lu Chen was a hero and an object of their admiration.

Because this battle is obvious to all, it was he who killed the Jin Shu three people. Otherwise, it would be unpredictable whether this competition will win or lose.

"Great, we won."

The children and daughters of Gui Yao cried with joy.

"Lu Chen is really amazing."

Gao Xiaoxiao, Li Xiaoying and Yuan Hongshuang all smiled.

"Great!"

Xuan Huang, Gu Xie and others are in a good mood.

"it is finally over."

The three men of the Black Prison Mountain smiled relievedly.

"Lu Chen, everyone, thank you, thank you for giving the Human race a thousand years of time."

At the same time, the immortal Tianjun and the ancestor of Honghe were praising the nine Lu Chen.

"With this thousand years of time, we will have a greater certainty the next time the Tianmozu attacks us." Honghe ancestor said with a smile.

"Not bad." Immortal Tianjun smiled and nodded, and said, ‘all this is your credit. ’

"The two seniors have praised, this is what we should do."

Lu Chen didn't dare to take credit, and they were humble. Qingdi said sadly, "It's a pity that Qu Yang is dead. It would be great if he was still alive."

"Friend Qu Yang died for our clan, and his death will be remembered by us." Immortal Tianjun said vigorously.

"Don't worry, we will bury Qu Yang well," said the ancestor of Honghe.

The nine Lu Chen nodded.

"You have worked hard too, go back and rest first." Immortal Tianjun said.

"Yes." The nine people of Lu Chen did not postpone. They fought with Jin Yin and others. Huineng and Drunk Dao were seriously injured. Ji Wusheng also suffered from weak drops of water corroding their bodies and needed healing. Even Lu Chen suffered a lot. The trauma consumes a lot of divine power and requires a period of rest.

Fortunately, all these efforts were worthwhile, and they bought a thousand years for the human race and got a chance to breathe.

After a thousand years, when the Demon Race comes to attack again, the Human Race will never lose so miserably.

"I must step into the realm of the ancestral gods before the next big battle."

Lu Chen looked at the boundless Celestial Demon Clan army in Qiyang Prefecture, clenched his fists, his eyes firmly thought.

Similarly, Ji Wusheng had the same mindset, and only by making himself strong can he protect the human race.