Nine Gods

Chapter 639 Erasing the Wu Family (10 more)
"Hmph, good descendants taught by the Wu family."

"Even the people in my Shendan Pavilion dare to move. Since you have the courage, you should have the consciousness of death."

Lin Chen finished speaking.

Raising his hands, a fiery red light cluster and a dark blue light cluster appeared in his hands.

Immediately put both hands together.

A beam of red and blue light smashed fiercely at the old man in crane clothes.

"What a ruthless alchemist, Your Excellency."

The old man in crane clothes was shocked when he saw Lin Chen's red and blue beam of light.

If such a powerful force hits, if I dodge it.

Compared with the disciples of the Golden Core Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm behind him, the one who suffered a heavy loss.

If you don't dodge.

It was very difficult for him to catch this attack, and the old man in Heyi felt ruthless.

The magic power of the whole body was running, and the body moved two feet to the side fiercely.

The appearance of the beam of light.

There was a breath of destruction and death in the air, and the twelve Golden Core Realm monks and Foundation Establishment Realm disciples were in despair.

Each displayed a powerful life-saving magic weapon.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The beam of light cut through the air in an instant, and smashed hard in front of the monks of the Wu family.

One by one, the masks were instantly shattered.

Bursts of explosions sounded in the air.

Masks disappeared one by one.

Even the owner disappeared into the air.

Seeing his descendants disappear quickly in an instant.

The old man in crane clothes was furious.

He had already forgotten how terrible Lin Chen was.

A faint scroll unfolds.

A boundless breath emanated in the air.

I saw a character in the old Chinese picture scroll waving a sword glow.

"Hey, that's right. I didn't expect such a thing to exist in the Wu family."

Lin Chen waved his hands with his spiritual consciousness.

Immediately pointed out.

There was a violent explosion in the air, and the Sky-Shaking Finger and Jianmang disappeared instantly.

The old man retreated ten feet backwards.

Lin Chen stood there calmly.

The sky over Wu's house was clear.

After more than 100 monks, there were only five people left.

Four golden core realms and an old man in crane clothes.

The monks watching the excitement in the distance below were all terrified.

With one move, eight Golden Core Realm and ninety Foundation Establishment cultivators were lost.

Can such tricks be performed by humans?

This is also the strength of Lin Chen's Nascent Soul Realm.

Originally, the light of ice and fire was powerful, and even a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm would lose it if he was not careful.

Now that Lin Chen has reached the Nascent Soul Realm, the power of the Ice and Fire Light has become terrifying.

Naturally, it's not something that Jindan Foundation Establishment monks can handle in a hurry.

The old man in crane clothes in the distance had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lin Chen viciously.

And the other three Golden Core realm monks.

There were only two monks at the peak of Jindan Late Stage and two Jindan Early Stages looking embarrassed.

He looked at Lin Chen in despair.

"Lin Chen, you want to destroy my Wu family, but I won't make you feel better."

The old man in crane clothes said harshly.

After speaking, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the scroll.

The characters in the scroll also instantly turned blood red.

There was a strange breath in the air, and a dangerous breath poured into Lin Chen's heart.

But what it was, he didn't know.

When he was in the Golden Core Realm, he had never encountered such a dangerous aura.

Now that it is in the Nascent Soul Realm, and there is such an aura, it must not be a simple existence.

He can't do it like last time in the space rift.

Nascent Soul was made to explode, and he was also seriously injured.

With a move of his consciousness, a rare solemnity appeared on his face.

"Let's lose it."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, a wooden ruler appeared in front of him.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the wooden ruler fell into his hand.

Mana immediately poured into the wooden ruler.

In an instant, the golden light of the wooden ruler was displayed, and Lin Chen's mana was also sucked out by half.

"Spiritual treasure, how could it be a psychic treasure?"

The old man in crane clothes was startled when he saw Lin Chen's Dingtian Ruler.

The ancient treasures in his hands are almost comparable to psychic treasures.

Did not expect the other party to have a psychic treasure.

The blood-red figure in the picture scroll swung his sword.

Within a radius of ten feet of the old man in crane clothes, there was a piece of red, and the red sword light cut down towards Lin Chen with a shocking force.

Lin Chen also waved his hand casually.

Dingtianchi issued a golden light and went straight to meet it.

With the Tiantian Ruler in hand, the dangerous aura in Lin Chen's heart also disappeared.

"Boom!"

A loud bang.

The sword glow and the golden light collided together in the air.

The red sword light collapsed in an instant, and the golden light took advantage of the situation to hit the old man in crane clothes.

No matter how powerful Gu Bao is, he is no match for the psychic treasure.

What's more, Ding Tianchi is not an ordinary psychic treasure. The same psychic treasure also has strengths and weaknesses.

"Ah~"

The golden light instantly came to the old man in crane clothes.

The old man's eyes showed the same color, and then a Nascent Soul shot out from between his eyebrows.

Without the support of Nascent Soul, the main body was instantly scattered by the golden light.

"Lin Chen, I want you to go to hell with me."

The Nascent Soul of the old man in crane clothes said viciously, the Nascent Soul's aura rose sharply.

"If you want to blow yourself up, is it that simple?"

Lin Chen naturally understood the intention of the old man in crane clothes, Yuanying, and then swung the Tiantian Ruler in his hand again.

Lin Chen also consumed most of his mana.

The golden light was blown away at the moment when Nascent Soul skyrocketed.

Lin Chen swayed, then stabilized.

"There are still a few of you left in the Wu family, let's all lose together, lest you be alone."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he took it back.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, four cold lights slashed at the four Jindan monks.

Four soft sounds.

The four defensive ancient treasures returned to their original forms, the cold light slash broke the protective cover of the Jindan monk, and a blood hole appeared in the heart.

The four Golden Core cultivators glanced at Lin Chen unwillingly.

In the end, it fell down like drunk, and it was completely lost in mid-air.

The whole process is only five or six breaths.

Nascent Soul Realm cultivators don't even have the chance of Nascent Soul self-destruct.

The twelve Jindan monks and nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment monks of the Wu family were all lost.

In the Wu family hall.

Some disciples of the Foundation Establishment Realm and Qi Gathering Realm scattered and fled.

Lin Chen kept waving his hands, chanting jerky scriptures in the air.

"Burning flames!"

He said softly, and pushed his hands down.

A scorching hot breath appeared in the air.

Immediately, a sea of ​​flames with a radius of [-] feet pressed down on Wu's house.

After a moment.

The ground of Wu's house was pitch-black, and the whole Wu's house was turned into nothingness.

Many monks in the distance thought they were dreaming.

"The Wu family has since disappeared in Biyun City."

Lin Chen said lightly.

He turned around and floated down with two peerless beauties.

Hao Chen also floated down in a daze.

Then he came to Lin Chen's side, and the whole street was clean.

There was no one to be seen again.

"Uncle, should we go back now?"

Hao Chen said respectfully.

Just now, I still can't believe it.

This is the power of Nascent Soul Realm.

No, it should be Lin Chen's power.

The Nascent Soul cultivator just now was lost in just a few breaths.

Both are in Nascent Soul Realm, but the gap is just that big.

He also did not expect that there would be monks in the Nascent Soul Realm in the Wu family.

If it weren't for Lin Chen, the Shendan Pavilion he managed would definitely suffer.

"Let's go back first. Hurry up and recruit the disciples from the Shendan Pavilion who are near Biyun City."

"Kill all the disciples of the Wu family."

Lin Chen said lightly.

The two women around him didn't speak, the stronger Lin Chen became.

The safer they are, Lin Chen is their patron saint.

(End of this chapter)