As soon as he left the Zifu Holy Land a hundred miles away, Lu Chen felt that someone was secretly following him, and there was more than one person.

"Little brother, please stay." Sure enough, not long after, three monks who had failed to pass through the Zifu Holy Land quickly caught up with them. Two middle-aged men, an old man, and several others saluted with fake smiles on their faces.

"What's going on with the three fellow Taoists?" Lu Chen asked calmly. He secretly felt the divine power of several people and found that two of them were in the other side realm and one was in the divine bridge realm.

"To be honest, little brother, I am practicing fire-attribute skills, and I want to exchange some fire crystal sources with you." The old man among them stared at him and said.

The other two middle-aged casual cultivators also said: "We also want to change some fire crystal sources."

Although the three people said they wanted to change, Lu Chen could still tell from the eyes of several people that they didn't want to change, but probably wanted to rob them.

The world of cultivation is not like a mortal country, with legal constraints. As long as the monks are strong enough, it is common for them to rob other people's treasures and resources. Some tyrannical cultivators even rob holy places and disciples of ancient families. The most representative

They must be among the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory, specializing in robbing great religions and holy places.

"I no longer have the fire crystal source, you guys should leave!" Lu Chen carefully guarded the three of them, knowing that today they might face their first fight among the monks.

"brush!"

The old man and two middle-aged monks flew to three directions and surrounded him in the center. Their faces were somewhat ferocious, revealing cold murderous intent, and said: "There is no fire crystal source, other sources or treasures will do."

Before even saying a few words, a few people revealed their true intentions. Killing people and grabbing treasures is that simple, and there won't be too much nonsense when they actually meet.

"Huh, let's see if the three of us are capable." Lu Chen said happily without fear.

After finishing his words, he took the lead and struck directly at the man in the Shenqiao realm. Golden flames ignited in his hand, and he struck down with one palm.

Although the three of them were prepared, Lu Chen's speed was too fast. Like a bolt of lightning, he was in front of the middle-aged man in an instant. His palm was like a magic knife, and he split him in half, drawing blood.

The blood spurted out.

"What!"

The other middle-aged man and the old man who were in the other side were shocked and did not expect this situation at all.

In their perception, the young man in front of them is also in the other side realm. Even if they are more talented, the three of them are enough to defeat each other.

Unexpectedly, their companions who were at the peak of the Shenqiao realm were instantly killed in a single encounter, leaving them unable to react to rescue them.

"Damn it!"

The old man was furious and pulled out a black magic sword, as black as ink, which cut through the sky dozens of feet long and slashed at him with billowing magic flames.

Another middle-aged man also used a weapon, a pair of blood-red scissors, filled with astonishing murderous intent, like two bloody swords strangling each other.

Lu Chen quickly avoided the front, and his fist covered with golden flames suddenly hit the side of the magic sword. The sword that had been practiced by the monks on the other side for many years screamed, broke into several pieces in an instant, and fell down.

"brush!"

He spun again and dodged on top of the bloody scissors. His left foot emitted a bright divine light. He stepped hard, and like two huge blood scissors, they let out an unwilling roar and broke into pieces.

"Crushing the magic weapon with his bare hands, is he the holy son of some holy land?"

The old man and the middle-aged monk were horrified. The two casual cultivators had never encountered anyone who could shatter magic weapons of the same level with their bare hands. In their imagination, maybe the saint-level genius from the Holy Land could do it.

"die!"

At the same time, Lu Chen gave a clear shout and traced a mysterious trajectory with his hands. A vague and huge phantom of a divine phoenix immediately appeared behind him, burning with monstrous divine fire, like a phoenix in the fairy world.

Two divine phoenix wings spread out and moved with his arms, like two winged heavenly knives slashing down, as if they were about to tear the sky apart.

The secret technique of the Fire Tribe’s Holy Spirit - Divine Phoenix Slash.

"Escape..." The expressions of the old man and the middle-aged monk changed drastically. They felt a fatal threat. The rainbow light on their bodies surged and they wanted to escape.

It's a pity that how could they achieve their wish? The flaming heavenly sword turned into the wings of the divine phoenix instantly cut through the sky thousands of feet, splitting the two of them into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

"Now that my strength is ten times greater than that of ordinary monks of the same level, I should be able to easily kill them."

Lu Chen didn't feel the discomfort of killing a person for the first time. He felt almost the same as when he first killed a wild beast in the wild forest. It might also be because he had mastered extraordinary power after practicing cultivation.

At the same time, he also felt the gap between monks. Even if they were in the same realm, there would be huge differences in strength due to different conditions such as skills, secret techniques, and talents.

Just like Ye Fan's ancient holy body, except for a very small number of extremely talented monks, facing him, whether it is a magic weapon or a physical body, they can basically break it with one punch.

The same is true for Lu Chen now. Although his innate qualifications are far inferior to those of the Ancient Holy Body, the Nine-turn Immortal Pill refined by the Emperor has already transformed his bones, body, and soul to an incredible level, truly changing the world.

On the basis of the Great Dao, he is already as good as anyone. Who will be stronger in the future will depend on his future experience, character and will.

After experiencing the first monk battle, Lu Chen had a certain measure of his own strength.

Three days later, he came to the outside of the Zifu Holy Land again, entered it with more than a hundred others, and was taken to a valley.

There is a huge altar here, which is engraved with extremely mysterious Dao patterns. This is the super domain gate that can cross the great domain and cross the void.

Lu Chen and others waited in the valley for nearly an hour before several important figures from the Zifu Holy Land arrived belatedly.

When the true master arrived, the talents of the Zi Mansion filled a large amount of sources into the altar, and then terrifying energy fluctuations came out, divine light shot into the sky, tearing apart the void, a huge space portal emerged, and the domain gate opened.

Several gray-haired old men, like the Supreme Elders of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, led some disciples into the domain gate, and finally the casual cultivators entered.

In the silent void passage, Lu Chen felt as if time had stopped, with only endless darkness and eternal silence.

I don’t know how much time passed before everyone finally fell out of the domain gate and appeared in reality.

This is a small sect in the Southern Territory, an affiliated sect of the Zifu Holy Land. It delivers news to it, recruits talented disciples, etc.

After arriving in the Southern Territory, everyone in the Zifu Holy Land went to the Tomb of the Qing Emperor in the original ruins of the Yan Kingdom, hoping to compete for the legendary Eastern Wasteland treasure. I wonder how many of the disciples will be able to go back this time.

The hundred casual cultivators who took advantage of the passage also dispersed and headed for their respective destinations.

After leaving the small sect affiliated with Zi Mansion, Lu Chen entered a large building and began to inquire about the destination of his trip - the tomb of the Fallen King.

It was not a secret place, but an ancient ruins, a place known to many monks.

More than ten days later, Lu Chen came to a vast wilderness. There was no human habitation for hundreds of thousands of miles, only towering trees, dense forests, and the roars of wild beasts.

The Tomb of the Dead King is a place of bloodshed, a bare mountain land with no grass growing, not even a bird falling, and a deathly silence.

It is a veritable barren land. The mountains are red in color, as if they were stained with blood. After a long time, it is still so miserable and beautiful.
Chapter completed!