Lu Chen acted very carefree, treating all demons as nothing, and also showed his true intentions.

If you want to kill Ban Chi, but there are so many masters around you that you can't do it, then let's fight another day.

He did not take out the imperial pot. Millions of hunting experiences let him know that this was not the time to take out the pot to attract more masters to become his enemies. Even with his performance just now, he would not be punished.

He will let himself go, so he leaves behind harsh words, a few sentences of mild and moderate irritation, and then leaves.

Sure enough, just as Lu Chen was about to leave, Ban Chi couldn't help but burst out: "We can't let him go, keep him."

In the midst of the cry of hatred, Ban Chi jumped up, and four kinds of treasures flew out from his body. These four treasures were all protective weapons, including shields, armors, cards, and slips. They were wrapped in dark demonic energy and surrounded by

The banished ruler flew up.

Even if he wanted to chase, Ban Chi did not dare to get too close, and he paid great attention to protecting himself. He knew that there was very likely someone in the hands of Lu Chen and others holding the imperial pot, and if they got caught, the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Stay..." When the ancestor died, Black Lord and his wife were furious, and Jiang Luo and Yin Xue also jumped up and chased him.

If nothing else, just the statue of the Barbarian Ancestor in Lu Chen's hand can drive several people crazy. They have already discussed it. After getting the statue, everyone will join in the creation together.

What's ridiculous is that several people still don't know that the Barbarian Ancestor Icon has been lost, otherwise they wouldn't be so desperate.

Lu Chen launched the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Movement and flew quickly towards the burial place of the formation. Seeing this, Dou Lin behind him jumped into the air, and a pair of withered claws danced out to grab Lu Chen.

Feeling the cold wind blowing behind him, Lu Chen was slightly shocked: "He is indeed a master of the Demon Lord. His power and speed are much stronger than those of the ninth-level Demon Commander."

Thinking in his mind, Lu Chen used all his strength to escape, his body floating in the air irregularly, forming shadows that were unpredictable.

His cultivation level hovered between the eighth and ninth levels, making it difficult for people to notice anything else. Dou Lin, who did not catch Lu Chen, was also quite surprised: "Huh? Could it be that this boy's Celestial Silkworm Magic has reached the fifth level of heavenly secrets?"

Change? Otherwise, how could we not catch him? Hum, I want to escape from my hands, dreaming."

Dou Lin's anger surged as he failed to succeed in the attack. There were tens of thousands of demon cultivators watching. Isn't this a slap in the face? If Lu Chen is not caught, how can he gain a foothold in the Demon Sea? He has cultivated the Demon Lord, and even a demon cultivator can't do it.

If he can't take care of himself, won't he become a laughingstock?

As a result, all the demon cultivators saw a man with strange movements in front of him dodging left and right in the sky and Cangshan Mountain. The people chasing behind him were all masters of the demon world. The demon cultivators who saw this were all shocked. After a long time, these things were reflected.

Come here, the demon cultivator camp has been invaded.

"Damn it, who is that kid? He is so courageous that he dares to come to Lugao Mountain to cause trouble."

"Brothers, the fucker is here, let's kill this daring guy first."

"..."

After a brief period of shock, many warriors flew up from the demon cultivator camp, all of them were masters of level six to eight, including blood demons, wind demons... and countless others, all of them surrounded Lu Chen.

Lu Chen observed the movements of Ban Chi behind him while running away. When he saw him chasing after him, he knew that his plan was done. He was about to speed up and get rid of Dou Lin when suddenly many good players appeared in front of him.

"Go away." Lu Chen frowned slightly, and waved his fingers continuously. The morning light had just turned on, and in the bright sky, several dark fires exploded in the monk's body one after another. It was the Yan Yan who killed people thousands of miles away.

Conjuration.

After being able to refine the Immortal Lord Fire, the power of the Yan Yan Curse was invisibly enhanced. The finger spells swung out of thin air were filled with superb fire energy, which could directly resist the cultivators.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

There were at least dozens of people blocking the front line, and they all turned into flying ashes and sparks. They didn't even stop Lu Chen from walking half a step, and their souls were completely destroyed.

This hand frightened countless people. They gasped for air, and the roars and shouts disappeared like a flash in the pan. The crowd came and went as fast as the sea. Before they could organize a siege formation, they

It was resolved by Lu Chen's Yanyan spell.

On Cangshan Mountain, Lu Chen spread his body like a lonely goose and floated into the distance.

…

As time goes by, the sun has risen from Dongshan, and that ray of light seems to inspire the Kyushu monks on the battlefield of the Xianzhou Battle, with their swords drawn and their momentum like a rainbow.

Within Liuyue lies the hinterland of mountains, famous mountains, rivers, and secluded forests. As far as the eye can see, there is no end.

But as morning was about to arrive, the mountains were filled with dense crowds of people.

The flag of Kyushu is clear, with the emperor's flag behind it. The sea of ​​tens of millions of people is divided into numerous sect teams, large and small, waiting in full formation. It is obvious that they are ready for a decisive battle.

At the highest point in the sky, several masters were sitting cross-legged on various magical weapons, with their eyes closed and meditating, their expressions leisurely. Before the final battle began, they looked quite comfortable.

At the level of Jia Ye and You Qiong Yue, no one on the battlefield is taken seriously, but everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts, and sometimes they open their eyes and look out into the wild, looking for someone's existence.

Not long after, the army of demons attacked and gathered north of Lugao. At this time, someone discovered a huge smoke miasma near Lugao Mountain. This smoke miasma was not poisonous, but filled with murderous intent. It was obvious.

Someone set up a formation here.

Of course, at the end of the battle, formations are the biggest support for each state and land camp. The existence of formations is not surprising. For example, on the Buddhist side, half of the back mountain is covered with scriptures, and Buddhist scriptures are heard from there.

There was a resounding sound among the gathered monks and Buddhists, and neither the devil nor the ghost world dared to set foot in it easily.

Another example is the Xianzhou side. Many large and small formations have been set up, such as the Tiangang Beidou Formation, Tai Chi Liangyi Formation... there are countless of them, and formations like these can basically be used at any time as long as the number of people is equal.

Keep your pace and move at will.

The ghost cultivators in Mingzhou, led by the Yinming Palace and other three halls, have set up huge banners and flags, the hunting wind is rustling, and ghosts are crying and wolves are howling.

Tens of thousands of monsters in the demon world are ready to go. Lions, elephants, tigers, leopards, wolves and other major clan monsters all have ferocious lights in their eyes.

The teams of Luanxian, Mengchao, Guyan, and Tongzhou looked messy, with ghosts, Buddhas, demons, demons, and immortals all present. But the difference was that these people all possessed strange magical powers and were filled with strange auras.

.

The Saints of the Ancient Yan Dynasty, the ancient descendants of the Chaos Immortals, the Qimen of Tongzhou, and the alien tribes of Mongolia and Chaos all show their incomparable momentum.

"Amitabha, Fairy Shangqing, you are so polite." Jiaye took the lead in seeing the moon in the sky and shouted the Buddha's name.

Although You Qiong Yue turned into a demon, he was suppressed by the Ben Yue Dharma Mirror and was not crazy or ignorant. When he saw Jia Ye, he remembered that it was him who saved him in the first place. Although he did not bother to answer, he formed a Taoist formula and returned.

He said: "Jianan Buddha is polite. In the past, he was saved by the Buddha. Qiong Yue is grateful in his heart. But today, a battle is unavoidable. I can't say that Qiong Yue will offend him."

Jiaye nodded and said: "Fairy, you're welcome. I'm a fellow cultivator who has been on good terms for generations. No effort is worth mentioning. That's how it is in battles. Fairy doesn't need to worry about it."

"Buddha's great righteousness." You Qiongyue replied with great courtesy. She raised her eyes and saw the eighteen Bodhisattvas behind her. She smiled slightly and said, "I think some of them must be the eighteen Bodhisattvas under Kuyue Buddha."

The eighteen great monks were all present, Baolian. When they heard You Qiong Yue call out her origins, although they were a little disgusted by the demonic aura on her body, they still returned the greeting: "Junior has met Senior You Qiong Yue."

Once this level of cultivation is promoted and leaps over the level, those who come up from behind will also be regarded as seniors. Each of the eighteen Bodhisattvas has an eighth level of cultivation, and the two leading ones have reached the ninth level, but

In front of You Qiong Yue, he still has to maintain his status as a junior.

You Qiongyue was not polite, and said with a faint and charming smile: "You guys are very polite."

With only one reply, You Qiongyue remained silent, reflecting her supreme demeanor as a mysterious fairy. Jiaye said, "The fairy hasn't found Lu Chen yet?"

You Qiongyue's eyes turned cold, and the demonic nature that had not been purged from her body surged up again, almost causing her to lose her mind completely: "If I catch that evil person, I will crush him to ashes."

The Eighteen Bodhisattvas were quite disgusted with the demonic energy emanating from You Qiongyue. They frowned and returned to the mountain to sit cross-legged. In fact, although they were Bodhisattvas, they did not come for the battle on Xianzhou. If they had not learned that they had stolen the Buddha

The treasures were in chaos in Liuyue, so they didn't bother to come in.

The Buddha Realm has no branches and is uniformly managed by the Buddha Emperor. The Great Purdue Buddhas under him are in charge of each hall and teach the Buddha Dharma. When they reach a certain level, they will definitely select talents from below and send them to the Buddhist holy land to practice. Therefore, in the Buddha Realm

Among them, everyone respects the Buddha Emperor. Although the disciples under his rule are regarded as disciples in the eyes of the other eight states, Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all living beings. It doesn't matter who is whose disciple, only the realm.

Due to the one-Buddha-one-hall rule, the Buddhist temple in charge of the Golden Buddha does not allow the appearance of the Golden Buddha except for his own golden body that is tributed to the Buddha hall. Therefore, these eighteen people have always been alone in the temple on weekdays.

Xia, a being above ten thousand people, unruly and disdainful of anything.

They are also used to being proud, so they are not afraid of Youqiongyue, a woman who has just been promoted to a first-level Xuanxian. You know, Kuyue has now reached the level of a sixth-level golden Buddha, but he is much stronger than Jiaye.

Much more.

Jiaye knew the nature of several people, and he had no right to reprimand him. He smiled lightly and said to Youqiongyue: "Fairy, there is no need to be angry, everything is based on the body."

These words are regarded as admonitions. They have no good intentions or malice. They are purely for the occasion.

You Qiongyue nodded, which was regarded as a reply.

After the two talked, they separated from their original places and returned to their respective camps. At this time, the masters from all the continents had gathered, waiting for the decrees of the emperors to come. There were many masters in each camp, comparable to Jiaye

, there are also many from You Qiongyue. There are more than a dozen of them, and they are already the leaders in this battle of Xianzhou.

The horses and soldiers stood ready in formation. As time progressed, the sun was already hanging on the east mountain, and there were still more than ten breaths before morning time.

At this moment, the decree of the emperors came from the horizon: "Disciples, listen to the order. The battle of Xianzhou will end in 81 days. The winner will get one of the nine treasures, which can be used for three years of creation."

When this sound fell from the sky, it sounded three times, and it was like thunder exploding in the minds of tens of millions of monks.

"What is it? What treasure? It can take part in creation. Why is there no news before?"

"I don't know, is this a stunt?"

Most of the monks still didn't know that the battle rules had changed, and only a few people understood the meaning of the message. However, when people looked around the scene in confusion, eight streaks of colorful light rose into the sky,

They are Ben under the Moon Seat in the Netherworld.

The Moon Dharma Mirror, the Yingshen Putuo statue next to Jianan, the white stick that lit up in an inconspicuous place in the underworld team, the black mushroom that appeared on a disciple of the Demon Sect, Gu Yan, Tongyou, Luanxian, and Mengchao.

A vision appeared, which pointed to the origin of the eight treasures.

Everyone was surprised at first, as if they understood something, and then they became full of doubts: Didn't they say there were nine treasures? Why were there only eight, and where was the other one?

Just as everyone was guessing, a thunder exploded in the sky, and the emperor's voice came rolling in: "The demon statue of the Barbarian Ancestor is missing, and the sacred object of the demon world is not there. This crime will be punished later."
Chapter completed!