Starting From the Dragon Clan To Penetrate the World

Seeing Lu Chen's actions, Mu Xiang was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Lu Chen inserted the knife back into the crevice of the stone and thought about it carefully. He didn't know the original intention of the knife's intention.

What the mud statue said could not be completely believed, the key was that he found that the mud statue seemed to be really hurt by this sword intent.

In other words, when he and Qianxue were beside this King-killing Sabre Intent, Mud seemed unable to do anything to them.

Then he doesn't need to be so nervous and think about how to maximize his benefits.

First of all, he was thinking, if he can pull out this monarchy sword intent, can he take it away?

This King-killing Sabre Intent can hurt even immortals, so he would be afraid. If he could take it out, wouldn't he walk sideways?

And because this sword intent was left by Plath's version of Lu Chen, and it was also issued by him in essence, he felt as if he could control it.

"Senior, is there any other solution?"

Lu Chen wasn't ready to turn his face, just wanted to chat again.

"I know what you are thinking, this sword intent is extremely powerful, even those in the original mine are very afraid, but you can't take it away, once it leaves this space, it will disappear, this is The limitations set by that peerless powerhouse."

The clay statue said, "You just said that you brought the gods' tokens to the original mine to find people. I can tell you how to get there and where there is still consciousness. The gods related to the secret blood lineage, you just need to take these ancient spirits. Just exile."

"Exile?"

Lu Chen looked at the Primordial Spirit Clan in this space, all of them were very unique. In fact, judging from Huiliyi's experience in modern times, he suspected that there was a fault in them.

Since they will encounter the Primordial Spirit Race in modern times, it means that these guys still left, maybe they were exiled by themselves today.

Exiling these creatures, Lu Chen, does not have any psychological burden. From the description of Huiliyi, it is not a good kind. Besides, they are suppressed in the original mine, and most of them have no chance of being born.

It's just that Lu Chen felt that it was a bit of a waste to be so exiled.

Whether in terms of sword intent or other aspects, he felt it was a great waste.

"I just want to end this long and boring life and wait for the glory of the next life. In the original mine, I can't see tomorrow."

Nixiang explained that he could see Lu Chen's doubts.

"Afterlife? Senior still believe this?"

Lu Chen wondered, he knew that the other party had also seen Samsara Lake.

"You've also seen Samsara Lake, don't you have any ideas in your heart?"

Mud statue asked back.

"I am alive now, I am who I am, there is no difference between past and present."

Lu Chen shook his head, he was telling the truth.

Mu Xiang sighed and looked at Lu Chen with a hint of admiration and envy, which was very rare for a creature who had once cultivated into an immortal.

"So, what the ancients said is right, Samsara Lake is unwatchable. People who watch Samsara Lake often don't end well. I'm an example. The Dao Heart is no longer strong."

The mud statue slowly said, "I envy you very much. When I was young and frivolous, I also had such arrogance and arrogance. I didn't believe in the afterlife, but only believed that the current world was invincible. Nei guards this place, only to know that this is the only way in this life."

"So senior saw the afterlife, and you will be stronger in the afterlife?"

Lu Chen asked curiously.

"Reincarnation Lake manifested my past life and future life. I don't care about the past life, but the next life is much stronger than this life, so strong that I can't understand that state at all."

The mud statue said with emotion, a hint of yearning appeared in his eyes.

Lu Chen and Qianxue were a little silent. Such a strong person finally began to believe in the afterlife and pinned their hopes on illusory things. They still can't understand this mentality.

Because they are the pioneers of space, their growth is never-ending, and there will be no bottleneck that cannot be broken through no matter how hard they work.

For explorers, there is no realm that cannot be broken through. As long as you are still alive and have enough resources, within the space, the space will help you to break through. This is a plug-in that the natives of the mission world do not have.

Hard work, accumulation can make you stronger. It sounds like a simple way to become stronger, but to those circuit breakers, it seems like a fantasy.

After reaching a certain level, how many arrogances will not be able to advance an inch, will waste time, and eventually turn into a loss of loess.

"After I exile them, will the seniors sleep forever?"

Lu Chen asked cautiously.

"You don't have to worry about it. I have no malice, and I can't do anything to you. It's better to say that you came here today is just a fruit, because it has already been planted. I just do what I should do, in order to seek karma in the next life."

Mud said warmly.

Lu Chen held his hand on the handle of the knife and began to exert force again, this time pulling out three inches.

The clay statue didn't urge him either, waiting for the release of his oath.

Thinking that he was once a generation of arrogance, traversing the sea of ​​​​stars, many star fields bowed their heads, and had countless beauties, but in the end he ended up in the original mine half-dead.

Now that time has passed, his old people have long since passed away, and no one survived the catastrophe. Only he escaped the disaster in the original mine.

Even if he leaves here, where else can he go, the road has come to an end, and there are no old friends around, so he just sighs.

When Lu Chen was about to pull out the king-killing saber, he stopped again, and slowly inserted the blade back into the crack in the stone.

This action made Mu Xiang a little stunned, "What do you want to do?"

Lu Chen put his hands away and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Senior, you only said that you can't hurt the Primordial Spirit Race, but you didn't say that you want to protect them, so I should hack a few to death, right?"

Mu Xiang didn't know what Lu Chen wanted to do. Would hacking the Primordial Spirit Clan do you any good?

Of course there are advantages. Lu Chen's growth rate for killing the king is only 43.21%. In his home world, he hasn't hunted down the strong yet. There are a large number of "Sleeping Beauty" from the ancient spirit race here. If he doesn't cut a few All of them added a progress bar to Killing the King, and felt sorry for themselves.

Although it doesn't conform to his usual style of behavior, Lu Chen doesn't care too much about improving his strength.

The cost of beheading people on the God Burial Star is too high. It is definitely a novel routine he has read. It is very troublesome to chop up the younger ones, and then the old ones, the older ones, and the older ones.

Just do what he thinks, Lu Chen let the little golden dragon fly with him and come to an ancient spirit clan.

This is a creature that looks like a squid. There is a dark green eye in the middle of the huge head. It is half-open at this time, but it should be in a sleeping state.

"I don't know why, the younger generation looks at these creatures and feels that they are very evil. After the exile ends, when they are born, maybe they will harm the universe again. The younger generation will do something for heaven today."

Lu Chen said righteously, causing Qianxue to murmur.

"But there's a real dragon by your side..."

The clay statues were also a little stunned, "Their existence poses a greater threat to the starry sky."

After hearing the words of the clay statue, Xiao Jinlong shouted in dissatisfaction, "Ow!?"

That claws and teeth seemed to be saying, how dare you say that this handsome and martial real dragon is a scourge! ?

When making gestures, it turned its head back and looked at Lu Chen, "Ow!"

This time, Lu Chen understood what Xiao Jinlong meant. This was to say that he was not happy. If he let it continue to trust people, he had to pay more!

Lu Chen felt strange in his heart. He said that Little Jinlong's focus was very strange. It seemed that Ni was instigating him to hack it to death, but it only wanted to ask for some more benefits?

"Okay, okay, all the scum that will be shattered later is yours."

Lu Chen casually said that these special crystals that were sealed up from the Primordial Spirit Clan contained very few divine crystals, and after the loss of time, most of the energy had dissipated.

And the main thing is that he was a little disgusted with the inheritance crystals that he usually used for bathing, and he didn't want to absorb them.

Lu Chen is still very particular. For example, he only drinks the water for bathing.

After listening to Lu Chen's words, Xiao Jinlong danced with excitement, clasping the dragon's claws. Does it mean that it can really take it all?

"Okay, but let's talk about it first. After you take out the **** here, if there is any mineral deposits in the back, it's all mine."

Lu Chen thought about it for a while, but was afraid that the Little Golden Dragon mining radar would not be effective, and added: "Well, for the sake of your good performance this time, if you dug it out later, you will be divided into 10%."

Nixiang watched Lu Chen and Xiao Jinlong bargaining from below, and immediately began to wonder if the person he saw in Samsara Lake was Lu Chen's previous life.

How could such a cold and invincible God of Killing have such a philistine side?

This is clearly a real dragon cub who is ignorant in the pit. The divine crystals here almost have no energy.

Little Jinlong didn't think there was anything wrong, instead he wailed excitedly, which meant that Lu Chen was really a good person.

Lu Chen stood on the little golden dragon with difficulty, adjusted his breath, pulled out the King Killer from his waist, and stabbed the Primordial Spirit Clan's eyes in the crystal shell.

The sleeping Primordial Spiritual Race, feeling the danger, woke up from its slumber.

It's too late to say that, the cracks on the crystal shell that wraps the Primordial Spirit Race spread rapidly, and the surging energy escapes in the cave. This is a Primordial Spirit Race that is at the peak of the seventh rank in Lu Chen's view. Hit the eighth-order threshold.

It originally felt the crisis, and was thinking about who dared to offend the noble Primordial Spirit Race and disturb its sleep.

That proud majesty pressed forward invisibly.

But when it had a clear vision in its eyes and saw the master who stabbed behind its blade, the dark green pupil showed a very humanized expression - horror.

The fear that made his whole body tremble dominated the pitiful consciousness of this primordial spirit clan, the icy blade pierced, and the violent intention raged in its body, it didn't even dare to raise the desire to resist.

After a while, Lu Chen pulled out the King Killer, with doubts in his eyes, "It seems to be a little afraid of me?"

Xiao Jinlong also nodded and gestured with his dragon claws, meaning, "You've always been scary, it's normal for him to be afraid of you."

Lu Chen's face darkened, he checked the growth of Xia Jun and was very satisfied.

After King Killer reached the quality of a fairy, it became more and more difficult to grow. After beheading three ancient gods in the Land Abandoned by God, the growth rate was only over 40%, and the further he went, the less he grew.

Now, killing the top creatures of the seventh rank only adds 8% at a time.

However, this is not a problem, because there are many Primordial Eldar here.

It seemed that he realized that someone was using force here, and many of the ancient spirits woke up from their slumber. For a while, the eyes were intertwined in this space, and all kinds of terrifying auras crisscrossed.

The clay statue stands below, calm, of course he does not need to be afraid, even if he is about to die, half-dead, he is not the one who can be hurt by these ancient spirits who have been sleeping for a long time, and can threaten him. Among this group of ancient spirits Only a few.

But those few slept very deadly and were targeted by the power of the seal. It was almost impossible to wake up. Even if they woke up, they would be targeted by the sword intent left by the peerless powerhouse. If there was any change, they would be directly killed. .

The Primordial Spiritual Race opened their eyes one by one, their consciousness awakened, Qianxue stood in the center of the field, and when she was swept by a pair of eyes, she felt a little goosebumps.

Because many of the Primordial Spirit Race here are of the eighth rank, stronger than her, and they look extremely disgusting.

Qianxue and Lu Chen's views are very consistent. They don't think that attractive attributes are linked to looks, and that charm and temperament account for most of them. You may be scary, but that's the reason for temperament.

But some things are not attractive because of this factor, but because they look really disgusting and simply ugly.

However, it was such a group of overlords of a certain era in the starry sky. Their eyes met in the air. When they saw Lu Chen, they closed their eyes in fright, and some of them even creased their skin.

In the space, a series of tremors occurred because these Primordial Spirit Races were shaking.

Lu Chen touched his face, a little confused, "What's the situation?"

What did the Plath version of Lu Chen do to these ancient spirits? Let them be afraid like this?

But it's okay, save his fighting strength, his road foundation is cracked, and it is not suitable for use of force.

"Your knife is very special. I have never seen such a method of nourishing the weapons of life, but you'd better not go too far. They may die, and even though there is a suppression of the sword, you may also have an accident."

Ni Xiang persuaded and saw Lu Chen's purpose. It turned out that he just wanted to feed the knife.

Lu Chen didn't stop, he boldly approached an ancient spiritual clan whose attributes might be similar to Qianxue's ~www.readwn.com~ and stabbed it in.

The primordial creature was trembling, but because its attributes exceeded Lu Chen's too much, even if Lu Chen's state at this time was activated, it would be difficult for him to be fatally injured.

Lu Chen took the slayer and stirred it around in what should be the opponent's brain, but he didn't feel that the other party's life source value was declining, and he felt a little embarrassed.

Because the opponent's attributes are beyond the scope of the killing technique of King Killer, even if he slowly grinds blood, it is difficult to kill, and the opponent's resilience is basically equal to the damage he caused.

After tormenting this ancient spiritual clan for a quarter of an hour, Lu Chen chose to give up, and turned his attention to the trembling, weaker ancient spiritual clan.

Half an hour later, when Lu Chen flew away from the last Primordial Spiritual Race, his King Killer had grown to 100%, and he was in a state of transformation.

The Kingslayer was delighted, while Lu Chen was looking at the corpses of the Primordial Spiritual Race and thinking, could it be that the Plath version of Lu Chen left these Primordial Spiritual Races just to absorb the Kingslayer for himself?

"It's really unprofessional. Find some real ancient gods. They don't have any divinity."

Lu Chen complained about Plath's version of himself. Although these ancient spiritual races were powerful, they were also called by the future Lu Ming as ancient gods outside the realm, but they actually had no divinity, just a special, ugly race.

Therefore, slaughtering these ancient spirits can gain growth, but the **** eater ring has not changed. If he wants to improve the ring, unless he can really kill gods in his hometown, he can only rely on the sand outside to slowly absorb it.

"Can you draw the knife now?"

When the clay statue saw that Lu Chen had finished the operation, he asked.