Chapter 876: Soul Gathering (1)
"Dayan Immortal Technique?"
Lichen's undisguised words fell on the ears of Mo Fang and the others, and immediately made several Yuanying masters fall into deep thought. Then, they suddenly found that when they heard these four words, Zhuang Wenyuan and the others, who were still worried about Lu Chen just now, changed their expressions and became no longer worried, as if as long as Lu Chen made a move, Xiang Ning would undoubtedly be defeated.
"Where did they get their confidence? What is the Great Yan Immortal Formula?" For everyone who had not participated in the Battle of Dongzhou five hundred years ago, the Great Yan Immortal Recipe was still a mystery. But as Yuanying masters, they could naturally hear the taste of confidence in Chen's tone. Especially when Lu Chen stepped out of the body method a hundred meters away, it made them realize something.
A year ago, it was also this way, but compared with a year ago, Lu Chen was by no means as calm, calm, and free as he is now. It was an affirmation and confidence in his own strength, just like the figure with his back still behind his back.
Assertive~
"Is he really good?" Zhong Xingyun and the others couldn't believe it, the sect masters who had regarded Lu Chen as their rival a year ago suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
"How could it be? Shangguan Tu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his eyes, he thought to himself, if he had reached that distance, he would never dare to put his hands behind his back. After all, within the scope of the battle between the two Yuan Infant masters, the residual strength of mana alone was enough to wipe out any monk who had not reached the late stage of Jindan.
"Hum~"
The remaining strength of the red and white mana is like a huge cage firmly covering Xiang Ning and Ji Bao in the center, occupying an area of hundreds of zhang. Within this range, all the towering giant trees had already turned into powder, and the mountains were bursting out under the aftermath of the agitation, and the stones of different sizes were comparable to flying magic weapons, and the strength of ten stones was enough to penetrate any bluestone wall.
A buzzing sound sounded, and Xiang Ning and Ji Bao, who were still fighting, were shocked by their divine senses, and they suddenly noticed that there was suddenly a rising aura in the range of their divine senses.
This aura was extremely strange, as if it was a fire, enough to burn the brutal fire of thousands of magic weapons in the world. This breath poured down, and both of them were shocked to find that the magic weapon in their hands actually trembled a little disobediently. Fortunately, Ji Bao's nameless double stick was not his natal weapon, and the trembling of the soul could only shock him slightly. But Xiang Ning was different, he clearly found that Yue Lujian's sword soul was transmitting a signal for help to his divine sense, as if a wave of fear had risen on its own, and it was uncontrollable.
The two of them changed color in shock, and after hurriedly using their desperate stunts to knock each other back, they separated and immediately looked in the direction where the breath was coming.
"Brother Lu?"
"Lu Chen?"
When he saw that the person who walked into the range of the two was Lu Chen, both of them had a change in complexion, one was happy and the other was worried.
"Brother Lu. Ji Bao flew over ashamedly, scratched his head and smiled: "I'm sorry, Brother Lu, he is too powerful, Ji Bao is not an opponent." ”
Originally, he received two hundred earth spars from Lu Chen, and finally encountered an opportunity to return Lu Chen's favor, Ji Bao used all his strength to eat milk, but he still didn't flatten Xiang Ning, Ji Bao was very ashamed. However, one thing that makes Lu Chen more relieved is that Ji Bao is Ji Bao, even if he really loses, he doesn't make some excuses because of shame.