Referring to the black-robed man who forced back the staff with a knife, everyone looked at Mu Xing suspiciously, and Mu Xing almost explained in a roaring voice: "That's a golden puppet, do you know? A golden puppet whose strength has reached the realm of the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building is just one step away from the Golden Pill Stage." Do you think that the person who can refine the Golden Puppet of the Great Perfection Realm in the late stage of foundation building will be weak?

"Golden puppet, or is it the Great Perfection in the later stage of foundation building?" Long Kong and the others were stupid, completely stupid.

Mu Xing's old eyes shed tears, and the hysterical roar shook everyone on the spot, he cried because Lu Chen didn't say goodbye, he didn't know when the wisp of black fire in his body would attack, whether it was right away or never. Like a thorn, it was deeply rooted in his memory and could not be removed.

His gaze turned to the blackened Qi Guan, who knew that the black fire in his body was of the same origin as the fire dragon that had just exploded.

"Peng~"

In the depths of the wilderness, with the huge monument as the center, a radius of a hundred miles, there was a flood of people everywhere, and countless cultivators came from all over Xizhou, all of them carried out large-scale killings around the entrance of the ghost sword tomb.

The cause of the killing is no longer important, the important thing is that now the people outside want to enter but are blocked by the full flow of people in the passage, and the people inside are forced to retreat step by step by the bombardment of two figures, and when they can't retreat, they can only wait for the butcher knives of the two evil stars killed in the passage with their flesh and blood.

Lu Chen, Jin Xiu~

Escaping from the gate of the Blood Evil Hall and entering the passage, the two of them found that the passage was full of monks from all over the world who rushed to hear the news, among which the monks in the Qi cultivation period were no longer common, and most of them were masters of foundation building. However, these masters are crowded together, and they can't play any ability. can only crowd in the aisles, scolding.

Disorderly~

The ghost sword tomb was in chaos.

Lu Chen pulled Fang Zixin with one hand, so that he could sit on the dark clouds without falling, but with the other hand, he was holding on to the phantom sound bell and shaking constantly. Circles of sonic ripples dispersed, and those with lower strength died directly, their heads exploded, gushing blood fountains and brains, while those with higher strength immediately sat down cross-legged.

As a result, there was a laughable sight in the passage: due to the excessive flow of people, and the tendency of the passage to slide diagonally, even if someone wanted to sit on the ground, it would be crowded by other people and unable to sit still, and those monks who had risen from the sword had no way to stay.

Lu Chen was also anxious, the people behind him would catch up at any time, and the crisis he was about to face was just outside the entrance, and he had already used his divine sense to sense that several powerful breaths were approaching the wilderness at an extremely fast speed.

"Jin Xiu, the one who stands in the way is dead~"

Lu Chen also lost his temper, not caring about Fang Zixin, who was trembling behind him, after he shouted to be careful, he put his hands on his chest, and when he opened his mouth, a black fire gushed out.

The second-grade Black Evil Heart Fire seems to be able to reach the level of being released, and as the most terrifying refining fire in the world, the Black Evil Heart Fire can naturally melt the flesh and blood.

"Death to those who stand in my way~"