"Lu Chen, don't worry, I will live well, because I will kill you with my own hands." Mu Qiaoqiao's face stiffened, her beautiful eyes stared at Lu Chen, and she said through gritted teeth.

"Hahaha, I'm waiting for you to die." Lu Chen laughed.

"Damn you, Mu Qiaoqiao swears that I will tear you into pieces." Mu Qiaoqiao was filled with hatred, her silver teeth chattering, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Let's go."

Jin Yin frowned slightly, glanced at Lu Chen, and remembered him in his heart.

This battle was a great shame and humiliation for him, and all of this was caused by Lu Chen, so he must kill him.

However, his city was deeper than Mu Qiaoqiao, so he didn't show it.

"This guy is really troublesome. I want to kill him, but it seems there is no hope until I step into the Ancestral Immortal Realm." Lu Chen frowned secretly.

How could he not understand Jin Yin's thoughts after experiencing countless lives and deaths? But even if he knew, he still didn't have the strength to kill him so far.

"Lu Chen, we won."

At this moment, cheers from Qing Di and others came.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Huineng and Baoyin Bodhisattva also showed excited smiles.

"Win! We won!"

The human monks in the Southern Wilderness Immortal State all cheered at this moment.

"Lu Chen!"

"Lu Chen!"

"Lu Chen!"

Many people began to shout Lu Chen's name. In their hearts, Lu Chen was a hero and someone they admired.

Because it was obvious to everyone in this battle that he was the one who killed Jin Shu and the other three. Otherwise, it would be difficult to predict whether he would win or lose in this contest.

"Great, we won."

Guiyao'er and the other girls all cried with joy.

"Lu Chen is really amazing."

Gao Xiaoxiao, Li Xiaoying, and Yuan Hongshuang all smiled.

"Very good!"

Xuan Huang, Gu Xie and others were in a good mood.

"It's finally over."

The three masters of Black Prison Mountain smiled in relief.

"Lu Chen, everyone, thank you. Thank you for buying humanity a thousand years of time."

At the same time, Immortal Heavenly Lord and Honghe Ancestor were praising Lu Chen and the other nine.

"With this thousand years, we will have greater confidence when the Demon Clan attacks us next time." Ancestor Honghe said with a smile.

"That's right." The Immortal Lord smiled and nodded, saying, 'This is all your credit.'

"The two seniors deserved the award. This is what we should do."

Lu Chen and others did not dare to take credit and were all modest. Qing Di and others even said sadly: "It's a pity that Qu Yang is dead. It would be great if he is still here."

"Fellow Taoist Qu Yang died for our clan, and his death will be remembered by us." The Immortal Lord said in a loud voice.

"Don't worry, we will bury Qu Yang properly." Honghe Ancestor said.

Lu Chen and the other nine nodded.

"You have worked hard, go back and rest first," the Immortal Lord said.

"Yes." Lu Chen and the others did not delay. They fought with Jin Yin and others. Huineng and Zuidao were seriously injured. Ji Wusheng and others were also corroded by weak water droplets and needed healing. Even Lu Chen suffered a lot.

Trauma consumes a lot of divine energy and requires a period of rest.

Fortunately, all the efforts were worth it. It bought the human race a thousand years and gave them a chance to breathe.

A thousand years later, if the Demon Clan attacks again, the human race will never lose so miserably.

"I must step into the realm of the ancestral gods before the next battle."
Chapter completed!