Seeing that Lu Aochen was so ruthless, even Qin Range and Song Yu'an, who had loyally followed him, refused to let go, and the other holy masters were completely desperate.

They finally understood that Lu Aochen did not make a move on Song Yu'an before, it was definitely not affectionate, but she still had some use value. It's ridiculous that they still think that he is a hero, and he is dead set on him, which is simply a dead end.

"Lu Aochen, as long as I can leave the Netherworld Sand Sea alive, I will never die with you in this life!" A holy master roared loudly.

"You, there's no such opportunity!" Lu Aochen glanced at him coldly, and made his hand print again.

Boom, the entire formation trembled violently, and the golden light spun rapidly like a vortex.

In addition to himself, all the holy masters who still had a breath fell to the ground at the same time, and the last potential in their bodies poured out at the same time with the life force, and they quickly lost their vitality, and some of them were weak, and even died on the spot.

The huge ancient bell rang for a long time, and finally pierced through the barrier, leaving a crack half a zhang long and about three feet wide.

The golden light gradually disappeared, leaving only shriveled corpses all over the ground, and hundreds of elite powerhouses died tragically on the spot, Qin Yange was also among them, until he died, he was still staring at his eyes, and his gray eyes were full of unwillingness.

Lu Aochen didn't look at them again, his body flickered, and he stepped into the enchantment along the crack.

"Hahahaha, I succeeded, I finally succeeded!" Standing at the foot of the stone steps, looking at the stone hall at the end, he had a rare gaffe and laughed wildly.

Suddenly, eight sword rays slashed through the sky, through that crack, and slashed towards Lu Aochen's back.

Behind the frosty sword in the sky, there was the murderous gaze of Gu Fenghua and the others, even colder than the sword light.

Waiting for this moment, they have been waiting for a long time. They all knew very well that with Lu Aochen's Xuansheng Second Rank cultivation, if they were on guard, even if they exerted the power of the Eight Gods Condensing Heart Sword to the extreme, they might not be able to kill him. And now he is overjoyed when he is done in order to break through the enchantment and the holy qi is finished, and it is inevitable that his mind will be relaxed, which is also the best opportunity for them to do it.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the eight sword rays have already condensed and converged, and the divine thoughts of the eight people have also been completely condensed into it, and the power in the sword has been improved several times and dozens of times.

Lu Aochen never dreamed that Gu Fenghua and the others would be able to detoxify the strange poison so quickly, as far as he knew, although the poison of the Heavenly Night Grass and the Bitter Leaf Gentian Fruit was not fatal, but if they didn't take the antidote, they wouldn't have more than a month to recover their holy qi, how could they recover so quickly?

But after all, it is the cultivation of the second grade of Xuansheng, the strength of his divine thoughts is far more comparable, and his intuition of danger is also more keen, just at the moment when the sword was about to fall on his body, he was still shocked, and fiercely pulled out his long sword and slashed it out with his backhand.

"Boom!" In the loud noise, Lu Aochen was slashed with a sword, and flew straight out, slamming under the steps, and a blood stain was also sprinkled behind him.

But immediately, he turned around, pointed his long sword at Gu Fenghua and the others, and asked sharply, "You are not poisoned?" ”

This sword was so strong just now, Lu Aochen was sure that even if Gu Fenghua and the others detoxified in time, it would never be possible for them to recover so quickly, let alone use such a sword together, so the only possibility was that they were not poisoned at all.