The old man with white eyebrows disheveled his head, his eyes were fierce, and his whole body was bloody, stirring up the space, forming a storm of avenues, and strands of wind that could easily tear the emperor revolved around his body.

However, this was of no use at all. Four powerful attacks burst out around him, tearing the storm directly, and bombarding his body.

"what..."

The old man with white eyebrows roared like crazy, his eyes filled with despair.

Several powerhouses of the same level shot together, he had no power to recover, he couldn't avoid it, and he could only watch several attacks fall on him.

Under the gaze of countless people, the body of the old man with white eyebrows gradually shattered and disappeared into nothingness.

However, the head of the old man with white eyebrows was preserved intact, because Lu Chen said earlier that he wanted this person's head.

When the old man with white eyebrows died, several figures finally appeared. These figures were enveloped by a layer of light, unable to see their faces, they began to **** the head of the old man with white eyebrows.

One of them snatched it, and quickly moved towards the distance. Several people next to him immediately attacked the person who grabbed the head, but it was a pity that they were a step late and all the attacks failed.

But still chasing the past, in the end, the battle fluctuated farther and farther.

Soon, everyone around could not feel the fluctuation of the battle.

After returning to their senses, they looked at Lu Chen who was calm from beginning to end, his eyes full of amazement.

There is nothing wrong with this saying that money can make ghosts grind.

This young man took out five nine-tier pill, and instantly killed a saintly powerful man.

At the same time, he couldn't help himself, who was this young man, so arrogant.

Obviously one nine-tier pill can be used by the holy monarch present, and he has to take out five pills. Isn't it possible that there are too many nine-tier pill to use up?

The disciples of Huangjizong present, their faces were pale, and their eyes were filled with endless fear.

It is hard for them to imagine that their parents would die like this.

At this time, their bodies were very cold, completely devoid of their previous pride, standing still shivering.

The eyes of the people from the Xueyan Dynasty fell on Lu Chen, frowning, what kind of identity this person was able to take out five nine-tier pills.

Moreover, it seemed that Emperor Feixue knew the identity of the other party, so he didn't even listen to their words, risking offending Emperor Jizong and them, to protect this young man.

Bai Linglong was also very surprised. What kind of identity was this person, and why did he easily take out so many nine-tier pills.

Lu Chen's calm eyes swept over everyone's body one by one, and the people who touched his eyes unnaturally moved away, afraid to look at them.

Lu Chen opened his mouth and said, "Does anyone still want to book an inn?"

However, no one answered him.

Bao Inn?

This is obviously impossible.

Didn't you see the end of Huangjizong? It was because of high self-esteem and a strong background to drive away other people and want to book the inn, so it ended up like this.

Not only a saint child died, but a saint king died.

"It's better to be a low-key person. The world is so big, don't think that no one dares to move you." Then, Lu Chen looked at Huangjizong's disciple and said.

Everyone is speechless, you take out five nine-tier pill to offer a reward for the life of the emperor's holy monarch, then why don't you keep a low profile.

But they can only be in their hearts and dare not speak out in public.

Fearing that the young man could not agree with him, he took out five nine-tier pill to offer them a reward.

After Lu Chen finished speaking, he turned and walked into the inn.

However, no one dared to step into the inn.

People from the surrounding forces dispersed.

Emperor Feixue glanced at the people of the Blood Yan Dynasty, greeted several juniors of his own family, and entered the inn to live.

Emperor Feixue understood that the previous rejection of the Nine Princes had caused great dissatisfaction with the Xueyan Dynasty. After this time, the Xueyan Dynasty was likely to act on him.

During this time, one must rely on Lu Chen's power.

At least, to climb a little bit of friendship.

The news of the fall of Emperor Emperor Sect's sage completely exploded in Wanzhong City, sparking a discussion.

It is too arrogant to offer a reward for the life of a holy monarch with five nine-tier pills.

Immediately, a high-level leader of the big power warned the unruly juniors and told them to keep a low profile. Recently, Ten Thousand Cities gathered in all directions. It is estimated that there are also top forces from outside the region. They must be low-key and not cause trouble.

Otherwise, Huangjizong will be a lesson for them.

One day later, a sage and powerful person entered the inn and asked Lord Feixue to inform Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was cultivating, Emperor Feixue came and explained the situation.

Soon, Lu Chen saw a brawny man with a majestic body, a sturdy back, dark skin, and a pair of eyes that were as bright as a golden lamp.

"I have seen Shao Lu" the dark middle-aged man touched his head and smiled.

Then, take out a **** head.

Emperor Feixue saw his head and said with a smile: "The Imamong Palace is lucky and got the bounty."

This brawny man happily happily, he is the sage of the Boundless Palace. He snatched the head of the old man with white eyebrows in the battle yesterday, and finally broke out of the siege and went into hiding. A day later, he dared to step into the inn to find Lu Chen for a reward .

Lu Chen took a look and said, "Hurry up and throw it away, it's disgusting."

While speaking again, he waved his hand, and suddenly there were five pill bottles on the tabletop.

The brawny man opened it and saw that a bright stream of light radiated from it, a golden pill exuding the brilliance, and the room was filled with a thick pill scent.

The brawny man saw this golden pill, it was indeed a two-stripe sacred pill. The other four bottles didn’t need to be checked. He was so happy that he closed his mouth from ear to ear, and grinned, “Thank you, Shao Lu. Find me, my name is Yuan Han."

Emperor Feixue saw this scene with a little envy in his eyes.

Yes, he is envious of a sage.

Two patterns of robbery sacred pill, but can increase the pill to break through the holy king.

According to normal cultivation, a holy monarch has only a 30% chance to break through the holy king realm. If he fails, he will have to try again for hundreds of years.

He failed to attack the Holy King several times in a row. If there is a two-stripe sacred pill, his chance of breaking through the Holy King should be a certainty.

"Friends of Yuan Han, can we make a deal" Emperor Feixue said through voice transmission.

"No" Yuan Han stared at Emperor Feixue with great vigilance, and quickly put away the pill.

How could he not know the thoughts of Emperor Feixue? Just kidding, the three two-stripe sacred pills and the immeasurable palace are not enough to allocate them. How can they be given to outsiders, even if Emperor Feixue gives more heartbeat value, he will never transaction.

With three two-stripe sacred pill, Wuliang Palace should be able to add one or two holy kings.

As long as Wulianggong is adding one or two holy kings, Emperor Jizong will not dare to fight easily.

Emperor Feixue: "..."

"Shao Lu, I will leave first." Yuan Han hugged Lu Chen, then his figure flashed and left the inn.

After Yuan Han left, Emperor Feixue also left.