Dou Po: Rebirth of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, more sons and more blessings

"Soul destroys life, the protagonist of this demon fire battle is not you!"

Looking at Hun Miesheng standing on the mountain peak over there, Lu Chuan's eyes were very calm.

Lu Chuan knew that Hun Mie Sheng had been hiding something in order to be able to act better in Zhongzhou. His true cultivation level had actually reached the Five-Star Dou Sage level, and his soul realm had also reached the late Heaven realm. So far, Lu Chuan had seen The highest spiritual realm among people.

However, even if Hun Miesheng's strength is concealed, his strength will not play much role in the upcoming battle of demon fire.

"I underestimated this person before!"

When Lu Chuan looked over, Hun Mie Sheng also felt something. He looked at Lu Chuan and said in a cold voice.

"Palace Master, this person killed Elder Hunli in the Wild Ancient Territory. After this fight for the demon fire is over, we must let the strong men in the clan take action and kill this person!"

Behind the Master of the Soul Palace, a figure said respectfully. He raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face. Naturally, he was the Deputy Master of the Soul Palace.

"If you want to kill this person, you don't have to wait until later. This demon fire space will be his burial place!"

Hun Mie Sheng said calmly, his voice remained at a constant tone, it sounded a little strange and weird.

Lu Chuan's cultivation only showed the early stage of the Five-Star Fighting Saint, so he allowed Hun Miesheng to say such words.

Although Lu Chuan had defeated Huang Tian before, Hun Chuansheng felt that Lu Chuan must have used other methods to do it.

But this time to seize the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, their soul clan has arranged a powerful back-up team.

"Since the Palace Master is so sure, it seems that the Demon Saint will definitely die this time!"

On the side, a black figure slowly raised his head and echoed. The light shone on his face, revealing a face of about thirty years old.

This face is slightly younger, but there is no expression on it. There is no joy or sadness, which makes people feel that this person seems to have frozen facial expressions.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is this person's eyes.

His eyes were black, and they were an extremely pure black. There was no white at all in his eyes, and what was left was just a mass of ink-like blackness.

Looking from a distance, it was as if two black beads were forcibly embedded in the eye sockets. Being stared at by those eyes, a chill came from his heart.

"The girl next to him must be from the Xiao clan. Her potential is really good. If she can grow up smoothly, I'm afraid she will be a strong enemy in the future..."

Suddenly, Hun Miesheng noticed Xiao Yu standing next to Lu Chuan, with a look of surprise in his eyes, because Xiao Yu's cultivation had actually reached the early stage of the Two-Star Fighting Saint.

"No matter how strong that woman is, she can't be stronger than the young patriarch!"

Hearing this, the deputy master of the Soul Palace answered the question very flatteringly.

"Her training speed is indeed unexpected, but if we fight, I should be able to kill her easily!"

The man in black said slowly.

"Haha, that's natural. Although the young patriarch is only in the late stage of the Two-Star Dou Sage, I am afraid that even I can't defeat him. It is easy to kill the Xiao Clan woman who is in the early stage of the Two-Star Dou Sage. It seems that In the future, the position of leader of the Soul Clan should be none other than the Young Clan Leader."

The Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Palace said with a smile.

Hearing this, the corners of the black-robed man's lips curved slightly, but he looked at the Master of the Soul Palace aside and said, "If you say this, it still depends on what the Master wants!"

"Young Patriarch thinks too much. The Patriarch has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. He has controlled the Soul Clan for thousands of years and still shows no signs of fatigue. It is too early to say this..."

The Lord of the Soul Palace smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

The man in black robe raised his eyelids slightly and did not say anything more on this taboo topic. He turned his eyes away from Xiao Yu and looked at the broken space. He said, "When will we do it?" "Wait... wait until Jinglian" The demon fire destroys the seal, which will consume a lot of its energy. When it is about to break out of the sky, we will take action."

Hun Miesheng crossed his rough big hands together and said.

Soon, there were three more sounds of breaking through the sky between the sky and the earth. Immediately, three figures appeared in the open space next to Lu Chuan and Xiao Yu. These three people were from the Yan Clan.

One of them was the veiled woman in a red dress that Lu Chuan had seen among the ancient tribe before, and there was also a young man. But this time, there was an old man in green robes following him.

"Three people, three strange fires!"

Lu Chuan glanced at the three people from the Yan Clan, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

The three people from the Yan tribe all have the aura of strange fire in their bodies, and the strange fire in the bodies of the young men and women ranks quite high.

Among these three people, they respectively have the Eight Desolate Destruction Yan ranked sixth on the strange fire list, the Honglian Yehuo ranked eighth, and the Fire Cloud Shuiyan ranked No. 16.

If these three strange fires can all be swallowed up by Lu Chuan's natal divine fire, even if their power cannot match the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, they can still deal with some six-star fighting saints alone.

"Elder Huoyao, that is the Demon Saint. I didn't expect that even this person is here!"

The young man from the Yan tribe looked towards Lu Chuan with surprise in his eyes, and immediately introduced him to the old man beside him.

"It's best if the Demon Saint comes. The more muddy the water is, the better!"

Hearing what the young man said, the old man known as Elder Huoyao didn't seem worried.

The veiled woman remained silent from beginning to end.

Next, in the middle of the Yan Clan and Lu Chuan Xiao Yu, the space suddenly became violently distorted, and immediately, three figures slowly appeared.

The person in front was dressed in an elegant green dress, with a face as delicate as a flower, and a gentle smile on her beautiful cheeks. Three thousand blue hairs were tied up casually by a light green hair tie, falling down like a waterfall, spreading over the slender willow waist. , the breeze blows, the green silk is fluttering, so elegant, just like the person in the painting.

This woman is none other than the proud daughter of the ancient clan, the possessor of a divine bloodline, Gu Xun'er.

Next to Gu Xun'er was Lu Chuan's acquaintance, the elder of the ancient clan, Gu Nanhai.

As for the last person, he is the young patriarch of the Ancient Clan, Gu Qingyang, whose cultivation talent is second only to Xun'er.

"Demon Saint, I didn't expect you to come so early!"

When the three of them came here, Gu Nanhai spotted Lu Chuan and greeted him with a smile.

"Haha, I have just arrived here not long ago!"

Because Gu Nanhai had some interactions with Lu Chuan during his previous trip to the ancient world and the wild ancient realm, so Lu Chuan also smiled and nodded.

"The people from the ancient tribe are here after all!"

When the three people from the ancient clan appeared, the deputy master of the Soul Palace also frowned slightly and whispered.

"The Pure Lotus Demonic Fire is not an ordinary fire. Even my Soul Clan is obsessed with it. Naturally, the Ancient Clan is also like this!"

The Master of the Soul Palace withdrew his eyes from Gu Nanhai and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)