In addition to accepting entrusted tasks from other forces, the two major killer dynasties in the world and in hell, the seed contestants they cultivate will also assassinate the genius and heroes, hone themselves, and prove their way by killing them.

This made Lu Chen wonder whether a large force entrusts the killer Divine Dynasty to attack him, or whether the two major forces spontaneously target him.

After all, not to mention his identity as the first few young generations of the East Wilderness, or the Emperor's exclusive holy object, Immortal Golden Tower, will attract the attention of the world and hell, because they are not afraid of the deterrence of the Silky Silkworm Princess and act without any scruples.

Walking on the street, there was a golden light flowing deep in his eyes, his eyes wide open, and he saw a person with a changed appearance passing by, peeping at him without a trace.

The man was extremely ordinary, and he didn't feel any characteristics, and he was no different from the pedestrians on the street.

With Lu Chen's powerful spiritual awareness, he could not detect any strangeness. He only saw the changed face with the heavenly eyes, proving that he was not an ordinary person.

There is no fluctuation of magic power, no vigorous blood energy is emitted, and there is no murderous aura exposed. There is no characteristic of a monk. It is too ordinary and difficult to defend against.

The brief interlaced passes by, except for the appearance seen through by the sky eyes, there is no flaw exposed, and it disappears with the eyes of many pedestrians.

Lu Chen did not act rashly, and the appearance of the two killer god dynasties made him feel very difficult.

After all, opponents who hide in the darkness and give people a fatal blow at any time are far more difficult to deal with than those descendants of the Holy Land.

"The martial arts created specifically for killing life, the ultimate breath-catching holy technique is terrible!"

In the following time, Lu Chen was extremely vigilant and was wary of the killers of the two great dynasties appearing.

A few days later, he went to the Feng Clan, a top major force in the Central Region. Because the 1,500th birthday of the Holy Lord of the tribe was approaching, many people went to congratulate him.

This family has been passed down for more than 200,000 years. It is the oldest family in the East Wilderness. It is mysterious and powerful. They learn from heaven and earth, imitate nature, and obtain the mystery of the supreme Tao. They are an extremely prosperous family.

Over the long years, after experiencing many dark turmoils, the Wind Clan has always been prosperous. To this day, it has become a super behemoth and is one of the top major forces among the Holy Lands.

"The Feng clan, I don't know if it was a force created by Emperor Fuxi!" Lu Chen said to himself. According to his understanding, there was an ancient Taoist monument in the Feng clan, which was suspected to be left by Emperor Fuxi.

In the Feng Clan's important land, there are eight hundred sacred islands floating in the white clouds, with stars spreading everywhere, each one is different, like a piece of immortal land.

As soon as Lu Chen arrived, he met many familiar people, Yao Yuekong, Daxia Prince, Yaoguang Saint Son, Zifu Saint Maiden and others.

"Haha, Brother Lu, we're meeting again!" Prince Daxia came over to greet him with a laugh. His nun sister was still following behind, like a small tail.

"Brother Lu, when will you show off your extraordinary source technique again, and then launch some peerless rare things to auction at the Tian Yao Que?" Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Tian Yao Palace, also came over.

"Brother Yuekong is joking. It's so easy to encounter rare!" Lu Chen responded with a smile, turned around and said to the saint of Zi Mansion: "Fairy Zixia, I haven't seen each other for several months, and it's even brighter and more charming!"

After the incident of the Emperor's Taoist temple, the relationship between the two was a bit subtle and was not worthy of being outsiders.

The saint of Purple House was wearing a purple gauze dress, surrounded by a faint purple aura. She nodded slightly, smiled faintly at him, and did not speak.

Many forces have great figures to congratulate on the birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, and many young heroes from many great sects naturally came a lot.

"brush!"

Suddenly, Lu Chen, who was talking to many young heroes, was shocked and felt a fatal murderous intent.

A little blood light suddenly appeared from the void, and a faint phantom suddenly appeared beside him. A blood-dropping divine sword cut out and stabbed into his chest, as fast as lightning.

"What's going on!"

Everyone was shocked and retreated to the distance in an instant, staring at the blood sword, and their pupils suddenly contracted. They were confused, but they felt a terrifying crisis.

Lu Chen has been guarding against the Killer Divine Dynasty for a while, but he did not expect that in the Wind Clan, they actually took action, which was beyond his expectations.

"when!"

When the crisis came, he could not stop. He flicked his fingers as crystal-like as divine jade onto the sword, causing it to shift a little.

But the killer appeared too unexpectedly and could not completely avoid it. A terrible wound was cut out by the blood-dropping sword, and bright red blood flowed out, dyeing his white clothes red.

"Zheng!"

At this time, another shadow in black clothes, like an evil spirit from hell, holding a blood-dropping divine sword, and cooperating with the sword in front, came to the death.

The blood flashed too fast, and it was so fast that it couldn't react. The shadow and the sword merged into one, pointing directly at Lu Chen's head with the sword tip like lightning.

There is no way to avoid it. Everything is too sudden. The blood-colored sword edge appeared out of thin air, swallowing and spitting out the divine light, pointing directly to the vital point, showing a killing blow.

Who would have thought that such changes would occur in the Wind Clan Divine Island, and that people could make people shocked.

Such attacks even caused a chill in the hearts of the saints. I had no idea how those two people appeared. The Sword of the Killing Sword had already arrived in front of me.

Sharp and ruthless. If he was stabbed, Lu Chen would inevitably be destroyed in both body and spirit, and there would be no possibility of survival.

The black shadow flashed, and blood rays passed by, almost piercing his skull.

At the critical moment, the world in Lu Chen's eyes seemed to slow down. His mind turned and showed the ancient secret technique - the fish jumped into a real dragon to the extreme. In an instant, he reached the domain of the secret of the word "明", like a real dragon, turning into a trace of Tao, avoiding the ultimate attack.

If the strength reaches the four poles level or above, the only thing that carries the soul is the biggest weakness. If it is broken, it will definitely die completely.

"Hiss!"

Everyone took a breath of air, but they didn't expect that Lu Chen could avoid such a killing situation. It was so surprising.

"Clang!"

Lu Chen's eyes became extremely cold. Without saying a word, he took out the black-gold spear that pierced through the Divine Silkworm Princess and attacked in anger.

Looking at the blood-dropping sword in the other party's hand, it must come from the hell in the two major killer gods.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Two figures surrounded by black fog, making it difficult to see their true appearance, but they should not be very old. They are like dead spirits from the underworld and cannot feel any breath.

The Killer God Dynasty is in charge of killing and comprehending the great way. They are secondary to taking on tasks, and the purpose of honing themselves is to be. Generally, they will not send out killers with much higher cultivation than the target of assassination.

"die!"

Lu Chen swung the black gold spear and blew the void to burst, and his terrifying murderous intent was even stronger than that of the people in hell.

If he hadn't had extraordinary strength and had the ancient speed secret technique in his body, he would have died under the Blood Drain Sword.

"when!"

The blood sword collided with the spear, sparks flew everywhere, and two men in black flew backwards, taking the opportunity to merge into the void, and disappearing into everyone's sight.

The killer, if he fails to hit a single blow, he will escape thousands of miles away! If their attack mission fails, he will naturally have to escape.

"Since you're here, why bother to leave!"

Lu Chen's voice was filled with endless chills, his eyes were like cold lightning, and he was chasing him with a spear that was long.

At this moment, everyone could not see the two figures in black, and they could not even capture their spiritual sense, which shocked many people. How should they deal with such an existence if they faced it!

However, Lu Chen's eyes were flowing with golden light, and the sky eyes were always staring at the two of them, with the spear facing them, showing their sharpness, and always locking in the two powerful men from hell.

"Where are those two people, why can't I see?"

"What kind of magic is this? It's even more terrifying than the Ji family's Great Void Art!"

Many people exclaimed, and their hearts were filled with chills. If they were assassinated by such a person, how could they avoid it?

At this time, only Ji Haoyue, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, the Saint of Purple Palace and other few people had divine lights in their eyes, and they could still capture the two black shadows and stare at them for a moment.

Lu Chen's heavenly eyes can see the trajectories of the two powerful people in hell, and keep locking them in sight.

"Buzz!"

He rotated the black and golden spear, like an ancient mountain suppressing it, with great force, causing the void to collapse and unable to withstand that kind of pressure.

"when!"

Two black figures were forced to resist, waving the blood-dropping divine sword in their hands, slashing on the divine iron spear, and the sound of collision was like a golden cracked stone, shaking the sky.

They flew backwards on the spot, unable to resist the powerful divine power. The terrifying pressure made their sword-holding hands tremble.

"brush!"

The two separated and fled in two directions. As the "seed" killers of hell, they knew how to choose.

But how could Lu Chen let them go, shouting: "Don't try to escape."

He stepped on the secret technique of jumping into a real dragon and chased after him almost instantly. His eyes penetrated the void and there was nothing to hide.

"boom!"

The black and golden spear in his hand turned into hundreds of feet long, like an ancient divine mountain smashing into the sky, causing the sky to collapse.

One of the black shadows was caught up and could not be avoided. They resisted with a blood sword that woven into broken laws in their hands, but it suddenly collapsed, and then the body was broken, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

"Hell, who gave you the task?" Lu Chen shouted coldly, and turned around and caught up with another figure.

As soon as hell came out, everyone in the Feng Clan Mountains showed shock and was very shocked. Has the ancient killer god dynasty hell reappeared in the Eastern Wilderness?

Although many ancient forces knew that the two killer dynasties were there, they were still very shocked to see the action taken with their own eyes and hell was about to kill Lu Chen.
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