Alchemist Sword Sect

Chapter 2107: Hidden

After two times of dust.

These people took Lu Chen and the others to the door of a hall and said: "I don't know what is at the door of the hall that prevents us from entering.

But the senior is the emperor of the Quartet Realm, that thing should not be able to stop it. "

"natural."

Tu Mingdao smiled faintly and walked to the entrance of the hall.

As soon as I stepped, I felt a resistance.

He transported spiritual power to fight.

boom!

Spiritual power rolled back, knocking him to the ground, with a sullen face.

Tu Mingdao's face was ugly immediately, and he screamed at the people behind: "You guys don't hurry up, what are you doing here!"

"Yes, yes, senior, let's get out of here at once."

Several people fled hurriedly.

This is the third time they have led the way to the Sifang Realm Emperor.

Therefore, people are unlucky and drink cold water to get stuck between their teeth.

So many people didn't look for it, but they just grabbed a few of them and led the way.

It's really irrational.

But fortunately, these Sifang Realm emperors are also rubbish, and they can't enter the hall at all.

One by one they even called five and six, and put on a very powerful look.

In fact, there is no difference from them.

Several people secretly contempt.

When I was hiding in the dark, I saw Tu Mingdao using his sword, and couldn't open the door of the palace. He immediately shook his head and turned to leave.

Originally thought of being able to drink some soup behind the Sifang Realm emperor.

As a result, this person is also a idiot.

It's really disappointing.

Tu Mingdao didn't know that he was looked down upon by these little people.

If you know it, it's impossible to let them go.

"My son, you can do it."

Just backlashed by the sword qi, Tu Mingdao knew that he couldn't help this hall, so he had to ask Lu Chen to do it.

Lu Chen stared for a long time.

Pinch the hand tactics with both hands, and hit the hand tactics on the gate of the palace.

Seeing him pinch the tactics faster and faster.

Xuan'ao's handprints rippled on the door of the palace.

Tu Mingdao was stunned.

He had never thought that Lu Chen would actually know how to form a formation.

Although he has little research on the battle method, it does not hinder his own eyesight.

I have never seen Young Master Lu Chen use the formation before.

Huh, that's not right.

Master Lu Chen knows how to use a sword formation.

This is also the formation.

Tu Mingdao suddenly realized.

Young Master Lu Chen just hid it deeply, making people think that he could only make sword formations.

In fact, they have mysterious formations.

No wonder Young Master Lu Chen is getting stronger and stronger.

With the formation method, there are many unsolvable places in the ruins, and Master Lu Chen can solve them.

By the way, I was confused by that peerless sword before.

It seems that Young Master Lu Chen broke the formation.

I didn't understand because I was confused before.

Now that I saw it, I realized that Young Master Lu Chen's formation was far stronger than what I had imagined.

boom!

With a sound, it suddenly rang at the gate of the palace.

Then I heard a creak, and the door of the palace was pushed open.

"go."

Lu Chen put away his hands, faintly made a sound, and entered the hall with the butcher's knife.

He is very grateful to the little dog's father now.

If it hadn't been for the inheritance of the formation technique from the inheritance of the little dog's father, then facing this place, he would be blind and would have no countermeasures.

It's all right now.

Entering the hall swaggeringly, there is no fear at all.

It's like walking around in my back garden.

"This hall is so empty."

Tu Mingdao quickly walked around.

It was found that the main hall had only one floor, and there was nothing inside.

Except for a coffin.

The coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and it felt extremely strange.

Simply inexplicable.

Could this hall be a tomb?

Who would build the tomb on the ground, and make it so magnificent.

It's a sick brain.

Tu Mingdao cursed secretly a thousand times in his heart.

After finally coming in, I found that it was just such rubbish.

If you knew it earlier, it would be better not to come in.

In vain, he was attacked twice by the palace array.

"Go and open that coffin."

Lu Chen ordered suddenly.

Tu Mingdao's complexion changed: "Do you really want to open the coffin? In case there is any trickery..."

"Then what if someone put a baby inside?

I think the material of the coffin is extraordinary, and it is a treasure.

Since it's here, don't miss the opportunity.

Don't worry, I will bless you with a sword mark and counterattack sword formation.

It will definitely not hurt you. "

Lu Chen comforted.

Facing Lu Chen's persistence.

Tu Mingdao had to sigh: "Okay."

Who allows himself to be controlled by others.

If Lu Chen was asked to open the coffin, if he was counted to death, he would have to die too.

Go by yourself now, Lu Chen can still protect himself.

Speaking of it, it's a surefire move.

Cautiously walked to the coffin.

Tu Mingdao touched the coffin.

Did not find anything unusual.

Spiritual power penetrated, but found that the coffin seemed to be a bottomless pit, and instantly sucked his spiritual power away.

Tu Mingdao hurriedly backed away, and said in shock: "Master, this coffin can absorb my spiritual power."

"Then you don't use spiritual power."

Lu Chen said.

Pinching with both hands, always ready to protect Tu Mingdao.

Seeing Lu Chen's posture, Tu Mingdao felt relieved.

There should be nothing wrong.

He comforted himself, then knocked on the coffin.

Nothing was wrong, and the coffin would not fight back.

So, Tu Mingdao gritted his teeth and tried his best to push the coffin board.

This is a wooden coffin, so it shouldn't be too much.

But Tu Mingdao, the one-tier emperor of the Quartet Realm, was half tired to death.

"Good weight."

He was shocked.

Just like an ordinary farmer, he exhausted all his energy before pushing the coffin board out of a hole.

"Be careful!"

Lu Chen suddenly made several handprints, sealing the aura from the opening.

Then a flame of pure sun was sent out to destroy it.

"Keep pushing."

Lu Chen ordered.

Tu Mingdao looked a little bitter.

Although I don't know what the breath just now was, it feels extremely dangerous.

If it weren't for Lu Chen to make a move in time, he would be stunned by that breath if he only shot himself.

It feels that there is the idea of ​​a super strong person in that breath, which makes the soul tremble.

If he were alone, Tu Mingdao would have run away long ago.

Was scared to death.

But now, I have to bite the bullet.

The result was beyond his expectation.

Next, I pushed the coffin board, and I didn't even bother.

It was as if that breath had spit out all the power in the coffin board.

"My son, I opened it."

Tu Mingdao is overjoyed.

Lu Chen said, "Look at what's inside."

Tu Mingdao looked nervously: "It's a corpse.

He looked intact, dressed in black armor, and seemed to be a general.

Strangely, his face was ruddy, as if he were alive. "

"let me see."

Lu Chen took a step forward and pushed the coffin board to the ground.

Then arrange seven swords on the coffin.

Made a simple Qi Yao sword formation.

Then he hovered into the air and looked intently.

I saw a middle-aged general with a rough face.

The general was obviously dead, and he closed his eyes.

But Lu Chen felt that he had just glanced at himself.

And that gaze was extremely sharp, full of dense sword energy.

As if he could shred his soul in a flash.

"Oh?"

Lu Chen was not affected by the sword qi, but a little surprised in his heart, muttering to himself, "This sword qi is so familiar."

Tu Mingdao heard this strangely: "Where did the son feel the sword aura, how can I not feel it."

"Can't you feel it?"

Lu Chen thought.

It seems that Jian Qi is only for oneself.

"I remember."

After a long time, he finally realized: "This is the sword energy of the big sword on the bank of the big river before.

It seems that this person is the master of that great sword.

Arrange big swords to block crossing the river, just to collect sword slaves.

This is a blasphemy against Kendo!

Being met by me today will just destroy you! "

Lu Chen sneered, and the small Qi Yao sword formation on the coffin was agitated.

Whoosh whoosh!

Seeing the seven swords condensed into one body, emitting thousands of streams of light, sent into the corpse.

Huh!

The corpse suddenly opened its eyes: "Little thief, destroy my divine sword, destroy my deity.

This hatred is not shared!

Stop it quickly, or I will let you die without a place to bury you! "

The sound resounded like thunder in the entire hall.

Tu Mingdao fell to his knees with a thump.

This is the greatest fear in the face of the strong.

Lu Chen sneered: "Try it!"

After all, the streamer of the Seven Lights Sword Array burst open, blasting the corpse to pieces.

Wow.

A clear breeze passed.

When Tu Mingdao opened his eyes, he found that he had left the hall.

He was surprised: "My son, how did we come out?"

Lu Chen said: "What came out, we didn't move at all.

The moment the corpse was destroyed, the main hall disappeared.

This coffin has also become extremely lightweight.

I just checked, this coffin is a magic weapon.

It is the size of a fingernail when it is small, and it can be enlarged to accommodate two people.

do you want? "

"I'll forget it."

Tu Mingdao waved his hand quickly.

What you want this coffin to do is not auspicious at all.

Lu Chen didn't shy away from it, and put the coffin away.

This is an extraordinary magic weapon with a special material and amazing defense.

Don't take white, don't take.

...

In the ruins, inside an unknown black hall.

This hall is dark, as if the sky is not visible all year round.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, extremely angry: "My Excalibur was destroyed!"

"No, who can destroy your Excalibur?"

Three voices sounded in surprise.

The angry voice yelled: "Not only did I destroy my Excalibur, but the sword energy on the Excalibur was completely destroyed.

The group of sword slaves I was about to take shape was destroyed by him.

Ahhhhhhh! "

The voice was extremely angry and crazy.

A voice comforted: "It's okay.

There are three of our sword slaves, gun slaves, and gun slaves.

Before long, they will all rush over and save us.

At that time, we can retrieve the deity.

You are going to avenge the destruction of the Divine Sword, although you can go.

The surnamed Lu, let us take care of it. "

"Do not."

The angry voice suddenly calmed down, and his voice was heavy: "The one that ruined my sword aura, I felt it was pure Yang sword aura."

"what!?"

The three voices were all shocked.

"impossible!"

"The surnamed Lu is trapped here with us, how could he still have pure Yang Jianqi."

"Are they his disciples and grandchildren? I don't believe it!"

The three were frightened, frightened, and angry.

It seems that he is full of fear for Chunyang Jianqi.

It is also full of hatred.

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it. Maybe that person came to save Lu."

The voice said coldly before.

The three voices were silent.

If it really came to save the surnamed Lu, it would be over.

They have been trapped here for thousands of years, and finally there are people here.

They finally gathered their minions.

You can go out in time.

Now I only hope that the holder of Pure Yang Jian Qi will come slowly.

But the reality disappointed them.

"My peerless sword was ruined! It was pure Yang Jianqi, and I felt it too. No!"

He let out a cry of horror and despair.

The other two comforted: "We also have gun slaves and stick slaves. They can definitely save us."

Who knows it's been a while.

A shrill scream resounded in the black hall: "My deity is destroyed, my deity is destroyed.

How does this person know where my deity is.

He was surnamed Lu who found revenge.

We are over, over! "

For a time, the entire black hall was filled with an atmosphere of panic.

Lu Chen didn't know that his every move would actually affect these old monsters thousands of years ago.

After he accepted the coffin, he continued to ride the clouds.

The inheritance of Pure Sun Swordsmanship has not been found for a long time, making him very anxious.