Peerless Martial Soul

The white-robed elder snorted coldly: "If you want to die, then I will help you!"

After waving, disciples swarmed behind him.

boom!

The white-robed elder shouted: "No one from the Longchen Sect will be left alive!"

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the disciples rushed into the mine instantly and massacred the mine guards.

The white-robed elder struck out with a palm, knocking the big steward away, and then stepped on his chest.

"Long Chenzong really raised a good dog!"

"In that case, let's send you on your way first!"

Sudden strength!

Click!

The bones cracked, and the big steward screamed in pain.

Suddenly, two terrifying breaths fell from the sky!

Roar!

The roar of the dragon resounded loudly, and the pressure instantly suppressed all cultivators on the scene!

"Longwei?"

The expression of the white-robed elder suddenly changed!

He was also suppressed by Long Wei and couldn't move!

Outside the restaurant, two giant dragons, one golden and one purple, landed on the ground and turned into human forms.

It is Chen Ze and the Divine Thunder Demon Lord!

"You, who are you?"

The white-robed elder was shocked and frightened.

The aura of one is so terrifying, let alone two?

"Why should a dying person ask so many questions?"

Chen Ze said calmly: "You just need to know that we are here for Longchen Sect."

As he raised his hand, the power of the dragon's blood condensed into a golden spear and was thrown instantly!

The spear rotated rapidly, turning into a golden vortex, and its pulling force became stronger and stronger.

The white-robed elder still wanted to run, but was not only restrained by coercion and unable to move, but was also pulled towards the spear.

puff!

Pierce the heart!

The white-robed elder spat out a mouthful of blood and roared loudly: "Xianfeng Sect, I will never let you go!"

Plop!

He fell heavily to the ground and completely lost his breath.

In an instant, the entire mine fell into deathly silence.

The Xianfeng Sect disciples were all stunned, staring at the two men in horror.

I don’t dare to run away, let alone fight!

Chen Ze said calmly: "Go back and tell your sect master that I and the Divine Thunder Demon Lord are in charge of the Longchen Sect."

"If you dare to touch Longchen Sect again, there is no need for Xianfeng Sect to exist."

"roll!"

A loud shout made everyone run away in fright!

The chief steward struggled to get up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you both for your help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost his balance and almost fell down.

Chen Ze waved his hand gently, and a gust of wind lifted him up. He smiled lightly: "You're welcome."

"In the future, we will also be members of Longchen Sect, and several of my friends will come here often. Please take care of me, sir."

The chief steward was flattered: "Young master, you are serious."

"The kindness of saving lives should be repaid by a spring of water. If there is anything I can do, just tell me!"

Chen Ze nodded with satisfaction.

This mine is rich in various precious metals, and Bai Shanshui and the others will be able to use them if they stay in the Longchen Sect.

…

Fairy Gate.

It is like a paradise, with beautiful scenery and strong immortal power.

At this time, in the meeting hall, several disciples who had escaped were kneeling on the ground and reported to the sect master and elders.

On the main seat, the face of the door owner became more and more gloomy.

"Godly Thunder Demon Lord?"

"Why is he here?"

He frowned and couldn't figure it out.

How could a dying sect like Longchen Sect have the ability to ask the Divine Thunder Demon Lord to help?

Are they worthy?

At this time, a white-haired elder suddenly spoke.

"Sect Master, could it be that they gave Demon Lord any benefits?"

While thinking about it, he said: "Since Longchen Sect was established, there should be some treasures."

"Why don't we also offer conditions to let the Demon Lord stop? How can the Longchen Sect be able to resist?"

The sect master nodded slightly: "What you said makes sense."

"Then it's up to you."

The white-haired elder handed over and left.

…

Early the next morning, Chen Feng and the others came to Xianfengmen as guests.

At the gate of the mountain, the white-haired elder greeted him with a smile: "Demon Lord, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Divine Thunder Demon Lord said calmly: "Tell me your conditions."

The white-haired elder was unhurried and said: "Why be anxious?"

"The so-called visitor is a guest. Since you have arrived at our Xianfeng Sect, let us entertain you well."

He bowed and invited the Divine Thunder Demon Lord to come in.

The Divine Thunder Demon Lord glanced at Chen Feng and the others before stepping onto the mountain gate.

The white-haired elder then left.

Chen Feng and Chen Ze were about to follow, but were stopped by the disciples beside the white-haired elder.

"The entourage doesn't need to go in."

The two looked at each other and sneered.

Follower?

Blind your dog eyes!

The two simply ignored the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper disciple was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses until the two of them were far away.

"Asshole!"

He shouted loudly, and then appeared in front of the two of them in an instant, with angry expressions on his face.

"I told you that followers can't go in. Are you deaf?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who do you think is the follower?"

The gatekeepers snorted coldly: "Of course it's you!"

"You are young, your realm is low, and you were brought by the Demon Lord. What are you if you are not a follower?"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head: "No wonder, with your eyesight, you can only be a watchdog."

The gatekeeper disciples were furious!

"Don't think that because you are members of the Demon Lord, I won't dare to take action!"

The corner of Chen Ze's mouth curled up: "Then I'll give you a chance."

He pointed to his heart and said with a hint of provocation: "Hit me here."

"If you can hurt me in the slightest, all the magical and martial arts in me will be yours."

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up, but his heart was struggling.

In his opinion, Chen Ze can be defeated easily with his own strength.

But they are the servants of the Demon Lord. Even if they are dogs, they are dogs with noble status.

If he were beaten to death, the consequences would be disastrous!

"Speak clearly."

The gatekeeper's eyes were sharp: "Should we let it go if we get hurt, or should we win?"

"What if you settle the score afterwards?"

Chen Ze sneered: "You have so much courage, but you still want my treasure?"

He ignored the gatekeeper disciple again and continued to move forward with Chen Feng.

The gatekeeper disciple was extremely angry.

"You asked for this!"

He suddenly took action, and the immortal power condensed on his fingertips, bursting out with bright golden light!

Immortal level third level martial arts!

A pointer to Chen Ze’s back!

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

The gatekeeper disciple felt a stinging pain in his fingertips, his fingers connected to his heart, and he screamed in pain and fell back.

When he looked carefully, he saw that his finger was broken!

But when he looked up, he found that a faint golden light appeared in Chen Zehou's heart, like pieces of dragon scales.

"You, what kind of technique are you doing!"

The gatekeeper disciples were shocked.

Chen Feng and Chen Ze showed no aura at all. In his opinion, their strength could not exceed the third level of the Celestial Realm.

And he is already at the fourth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, so he should be able to kill him instantly with one strike. How could he...

"Looks like he has some courage, but unfortunately not much."

Chen Ze looked at him with a smile: "The broken finger is a small warning, and I will spare your life."

After that, he left quickly and quickly followed Chen Feng.

The disciple guarding the gate looked scared.

Fortunately, Chen Ze didn't care, otherwise he might have lost his life!

Besides, even the followers are so strong, how terrifying is the Demon Lord’s strength?

Not far away, the Divine Thunder Demon Lord and the white-haired elder were waiting for them.

As soon as the two of them arrived, the white-haired elder said apologetically: "I was not strict in my discipline. I hope Lord Demon Lord will forgive me." He said this to Lord Divine Thunder Demon Lord, and he also regarded Chen Feng and the two as his followers.