A silver wheelchair emerged in nothingness.

On the wheelchair, a young man in white was sitting quietly on it, supporting his chin with one hand and rubbing his fingertips with the other.

In front of him, on the chessboard emitting bright light, there were stars of chess pieces.

"I've met the Holy Lord Lu."

Venerable Huanxi bowed and said.

Lu Fan glanced at him, said nothing, and his eyes fell back to the chessboard again.

The Master of Justice narrowed his eyes.

"The Holy Lord in this world has finally appeared."

The Judicial Master smiled, and he looked at Lu Fan, and the lotus platform floated up and looked at Lu Fan in a straight line.

"So many geniuses are a waste to stay with you, the Yan Nine-level Gaowu. It would be better to let them follow the poor monk to enter the Yan Nine-level Gaowu. In the future, these geniuses will even have the chance to ascend to the upper realm."

The way of the Lord of Justice.

"This is a supreme opportunity, and it is possible to feedback it to this world."

The Master of Justice felt the aura of Lu Fan, and his expression slowed down slightly.

He couldn't see through Lu Fan's cultivation.

So, his speech also eased a little.

Lu Fan ignored him and continued to study the chess.

However, his fingering of the ring stopped slightly.

Pick up a chess piece and rub the ring while landing it on the chessboard.

"Are you suppressing people with your power? Are you bullying my five phoenixes?"

Lu Fan did not look up at the Judicial Master and said.

After being ignored by Lu Fan, a hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the Judicial Master.

The Master of Justice narrowed his eyes: "I am just talking to them."

"What a reason."

Lu Fan smiled.

"Although I, Lu Ping'an, have a good temper, I can't tolerate you trampling like this."

"You go to the orchard to steal fruits, and you have to ask the fruit farmers to thank you?"

Lu Fan picked up a chess piece from the chess box, and the chess piece was crystal clear and shining with dazzling light.

Pick.

Chess piece, fall.

boom!

The void seemed to condense into substance at this moment, as if it had turned into a vast mountain and suddenly pressed down.

Dong!

The earth trembled, like a crack in the earth and a collapse.

The face of the Judicial Master changed.

With the strength of his Tribulation Venerable, he actually felt a huge oppression at this moment.

It seemed as if the vast spiritual energy was stacked into a spiritual mountain.

The lotus platform under his feet suddenly exploded.

His body fell on the bloody battlefield.

It seems like carrying a mountain.

Lu Fan floated in the void and grabbed a chess piece again.

Pick.

A chess piece fell down again.

The rippling spiritual pressure continued to spread, and endless waves of air roared.

The Master Judicial felt that the pressure on his back became more and more terrifying, and his body was a little unsteady and he wanted to kneel down.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

Why is the power of the lord of the lord of this world so strong?

What's going on with that unrivaled feeling?

Venerable Huanxi was glanced at by Lu Fan, and his heart couldn't help but jump.

"Lord Lu, the Lord of Justice represents the upper realm, and the Lord did not send him here on purpose."

The way of the Lord of Joy.

He knew that Lu Fan was very strong. After all, a venerable from the Buddha Realm died tragically, and the Black and White Holy Lord was even more crucified to the Void.

This person's strength is unfathomable and cannot be seen through.

However, Venerable Huanxi felt that no matter how strong this person was, he was only a powerful man of the Nine-level High Martial Arts.

There must be fear in my heart.

The Great Master sent the Judicial Master here just to make the Judicial Master feel bad in front of Lu Fan.

However, Venerable Huanxi's face couldn't help but jump slightly at this moment.

Always feel...

Things seem to be out of the control of Dazun.

It seemed as if I had seen through Venerable Huanxi's thoughts.

Lu Fan smiled.

He turned his head and looked at Mo Tianyu below.

"What should you do if you encounter a thief who steals something important?"

Lu Fan asked.

Mo Tianyu opened his chest and exposed his belly, chuckled, and bowed to Lu Fan: "The thief is the most hateful, so he is naturally... beaten to death."

"Um."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

I'm quite satisfied with this answer.

The next moment.

He poked a hand out.

The terrifying spiritual energy gathered instantly and turned into a terrifying spiritual energy palm.

The palms are condensed by spiritual energy, and the patterns on them are all visible.

The big palm suddenly fell from the sky, and the terrible pressure and the bloody battlefield of suppression were roaring.

Terrible depression spreads in everyone's heart.

The Lord of Justice was furious.

However, as soon as he roared, he was slapped on the bloody battlefield by the terrifying spiritual palm mixed with thirty chaotic power.

The battlefield is sunken, the earth is broken and the land is collapsed.

The mark of a palm emerged.

The Judicial Master was covered in blood and his monk's robe exploded.

He clenched his big palm, pinched the Master of Justice, carried him, and threw it into the sky-covering formation.

The formation roared, covering the Judicial Master.

"Saint Lord Lu, no...no!"

Venerable Huanxi's face changed with a smile.

The Great Master just let the Judicial Master be defeated and used Lu Fan's hand to suppress him, but he had no intention to let the Judicial Master die!

However.

Lu Fan's figure has disappeared.

Only the bloody battlefield was left, covering the cirrus clouds.

The overlord's eyes flashed, looking at the formation.

The blood and energy in my heart are surging.
To be continued...