Starting from the Dragon Tribe

The clay statue was stunned for a moment when he saw Lu Chen's movements, "What are you doing?"

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

He couldn't believe everything the clay statue said. The key point was that he found that the clay statue seemed to be really hurt by the knife.

In other words, when he and Qianxue were next to the regicide sword, the statue could not do anything to them.

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

First of all, he was thinking that if he could pull out the regicide sword, could he take it away?

This regicide sword is capable of hurting even immortals and would make them jealous. If he could take it out, wouldn't it mean walking sideways?

And because this sword intention was left by Plath's version of Lu Chen and was essentially sent by him, he felt as if he could control it.

"Senior, is there any other solution?"

Lu Chen wasn't ready to fall out, he just wanted to chat again.

"I know what you are thinking. This sword intention is extremely powerful. Even the beings in the original mine are very afraid of it, but you can't take it away. Once it leaves this space, it will disappear. This is Limitations set by that peerless strong man.”

The clay statue said, "You just said that you came to the original mine with the gods' tokens to find someone. I can tell you how to go next, and where there are still consciousnesses related to the gods related to the secret blood. You only need to bring these ancient spiritual tribes Just go into exile.”

"Exile..."

Lu Chen looked at the ancient spiritual tribe in this space. They all looked very unique. In fact, judging from Eriyi's experience in modern times, he suspected that he was at fault.

Since they will encounter the ancient spiritual tribe in modern times, it means that these guys have left, perhaps they were exiled by themselves today.

There was no psychological burden for Lu Chen to exile these creatures. Judging from Eryi's narrative, they were not good people. Besides, being suppressed in the original mine, most of them had no chance of being born.

But Lu Chen felt that being exiled like this seemed a bit wasteful.

Whether it was from the point of view of the sword or from other aspects, he felt that it was a huge 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."

The clay statue explained that he could see Lu Chen's doubts.

"Afterlife? Senior still believes in this?"

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

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

The statue asked rhetorically.

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

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

The clay statue let out a long sigh and looked at Lu Chen with a hint of admiration and envy, which was very rare for a creature who had once cultivated to become an immortal.

"So, the ancients are right, the Lake of Samsara cannot be looked at. People who look at the Lake of Samsara often do not end well. I am an example. The Taoist heart is no longer strong."

The clay statue slowly said, "I envy you very much. When I was young and frivolous, I also had such an arrogant heart. I didn't believe in the afterlife and only believed that I was invincible in this world. But in the end, I found that there was no way forward and I was imprisoned in the original mine. Only by guarding this place will you realize that this is the only thing in this life."

"So senior has seen the afterlife, and you will be stronger in the next life?"

Lu Chen asked curiously.

"Reincarnation Lake has manifested my past life and my next life. Regardless of the past life, the next life is much stronger than this life. It is so strong that I can't understand that state now."

The clay statue sighed with emotion, a trace of yearning showing in its eyes.

Lu Chen and Qian Xue were a little silent. Such a strong person finally began to believe in the afterlife and put his hope in illusory things. They still cannot understand this mentality.

Because they are pioneers in space, their growth will never end, and there will be no bottleneck that they cannot break 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, the space will help you break through in the space. This is a plug-in that the natives of the mission world do not have.

You can become stronger by working hard and accumulating. It sounds like a very simple way to become stronger, but for those circuit breakers, it seems like a fantasy.

How many geniuses, after reaching a certain level, can't make any progress, waste their time, and eventually turn into nothing.

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

Lu Chen asked cautiously.

"You don't need to worry. I have no ill intentions and I can't do anything to you. Rather, your coming here today is just the result. The cause has been planted long ago. I just do what I should do to seek the karmic rewards in the next life."

The clay statue said warmly.

Lu Chen held his hand on the handle of the knife and began to exert force outward again. This time he pulled out three inches.

The clay statue did not urge him, but was waiting for the relief he had sworn.

Thinking that he was once a prodigy who roamed the sea of ​​​​stars, many star regions bowed to him, and he had countless beauties, but in the end he ended up half dead in the original mine.

Now the years have passed by, and his old friends have long since passed away. No one survived the great destruction, but he was the only one who escaped in the original mine.

Even if he leaves this place, where else can he go? The road has come to an end, and there are no old friends around him anymore, leaving nothing but sighs.

When Lu Chen was about to pull out the regicide sword, he stopped again and slowly inserted the blade back into the crevice of the stone.

This action made the clay statue a little stunned, "What do you want to do again?"

Lu Chen put his hand back and stood up, smiling sheepishly: "Senior, you only said you couldn't harm the Ancient Spirit Clan, but you didn't say you wanted to protect them, so I should be able to kill a few of them, right?"

I don't know what Lu Chen wants to do. Is it any good for you to kill the Ancient Spirit Clan?

Of course, there are benefits. Lu Chen's regicide growth rate is only 43.21% now. In his home world, he has not hunted many strong men. There are a large number of "Sleeping Beauties" from the ancient spiritual tribe here. If he doesn't kill a few Everyone added a progress bar to the regicide and felt sorry for themselves.

Although it was not in line with his usual style of doing things, Lu Chen didn't care too much about improving his strength.

The price of killing people on the God Burial Star is too high. It is definitely a routine in the novels he has read. If you kill the young ones, then the old ones will come. If you kill the old ones, then the older ones will come. It will be very troublesome.

Just as he thought, Lu Chen let the little golden dragon fly up and arrived in front of an ancient spirit race.

This is a creature that looks like a squid. There is a dark green eye in the middle of its huge head. It is half-open at the moment, but it should be in a deep sleep.

"I don't know why, when I look at these creatures, I feel that they are very evil. After the exile is over, when they are born, they may bring trouble to the people of the universe. Today, I will do my best to do justice for heaven."

Lu Chen said righteously and solemnly, making Qianxue murmur after hearing this.

"But there is a real dragon following you..."

The clay statue was also a little dazed, "Their existence poses a greater threat to the starry sky."

After hearing what the clay statue said, the little golden dragon shouted dissatisfied, "Ouch!?"

That clawed and fanged look seemed to say, How dare you say that this handsome and mighty dragon is a scourge! ?

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

Lu Chen understood what the little golden dragon meant this time. It was saying that it was unhappy, and if it continued to be trusted, more money would have to be added!

Lu Chen felt weird in his heart, thinking that the little golden dragon's focus was strange. The clay statue was clearly instigating him to hack it to death, but it only wanted to get some benefits?

"Okay, okay, the scum that will be broken into pieces later will be yours."

Lu Chen casually said that these special crystals that sealed the ancient spiritual clan contained very few divine crystals, and over the years, most of the energy had been dissipated.

And the main reason is that he is a little uncomfortable with these things and doesn't want to absorb them. He usually uses inheritance crystals when bathing.

Lu Chen is still very particular about bath water. He only drinks Eri Yi's bath water.

After hearing Lu Chen's words, the little golden dragon danced excitedly and opened its claws. Could it really take it all?

"Okay, but let's make an agreement first. After you get rid of the scum here, if there are any mineral deposits behind, they will all belong to me."

Lu Chen thought for a while, but was afraid that the Little Golden Dragon mining radar would not be able to do its job, so he added: "Well, because of your good performance this time, I will give you 10% of whatever is mined later."

The clay statue just watched Lu Chen and Xiao Jinlong bargaining from below, and for a moment he began to wonder whether the person he saw in the Samsara Lake was Lu Chen's previous life.

How could such a cold and invincible god of murder have such a philistine side?

This is clearly a trap for the ignorant true dragon cubs. The divine crystals here have almost no energy.

Little Jinlong didn't feel anything was wrong. Instead, he howled excitedly, which meant that Lu Chen was such a good person.

Lu Chen stood still on the little golden dragon with difficulty, adjusted his aura, took out the Regicide from his waist, and stabbed the ancient spirit clan in the crystal shell into the eyes.

The sleeping Ancient Spirit Clan sensed danger and woke up from their slumber.

Soon enough, the cracks on the crystal shell surrounding the Ancient Spirit Clan spread rapidly, and surging energy escaped in the cave. In Lu Chen's opinion, this was an Ancient Spirit Clan whose attributes were at the peak of the seventh level. I hit the threshold of the eighth level.

It originally felt a crisis and was wondering who would dare to offend the noble ancient spiritual clan and disturb its sleep.

That proud majesty pressed forward invisibly.

But when the vision in its eyes became clear and it saw the owner stabbing behind its blade, its dark green pupils showed a very human expression - horror.

The fear that made its whole body tremble dominated the pitiful consciousness of this ancient spiritual tribe. The cold blade pierced and violent intentions raged in its body, and it did not even dare to raise the desire to resist.

After a while, Lu Chen took out the Regicide with confusion in his eyes, "It seems a little afraid of me?"

The little golden dragon also nodded and gestured with its claws, meaning, "You have always been scary. It is normal for it to be afraid of you."

Lu Chen's face was a little dark. He checked the growth rate of Regicide and was very satisfied.

After the regicide reached the fairy quality, it became increasingly difficult to grow. After killing three ancient gods in the land abandoned by the gods, the growth rate was only more than 40%, and the further he went, the less he grew.

Now, killing the top seven-level creatures only adds 8% at a time.

But this is not a problem, because there are many ancient spiritual tribes here.

It seems that they realized that someone was using force here, and many ancient spiritual tribes woke up from their slumber. For a time, the eyes intertwined in this space, and various terrifying auras were everywhere.

The clay statue stood below, calm and composed. Of course, he did not need to be afraid. Even if he was dying and half-dead, he was not someone who could be hurt by these ancient spiritual clans who had been sleeping for a long time. Among these ancient spiritual clans, he was not a threat to him. Only a few.

But those few were very asleep 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 intention left by the peerless strong man. If there was any abnormal movement, they would be killed directly. .

The Ancient Spirit Tribe opened their eyes one by one and regained consciousness. Qianxue stood in the center of the field and felt goosebumps when she was swept by pairs of eyes.

Because many of the Ancient Spirit Clan here are at the eighth level, are stronger than her, and are extremely disgusting-looking.

Qianxue and Lu Chen have the same view. They do not believe that charm is related to appearance. Low charm and temperament account for most of it. You may be scary, but that is due to temperament.

But the reason why some things are less attractive is not because of this, but because they look really disgusting and simply ugly.

However, it was such a group of overlords from a certain era in the starry sky. Their eyes met in the sky. When they saw Lu Chen, they were so scared that they closed their eyes, and some even wrinkled their skin.

A series of tremors occurred in the space because these ancient spiritual tribes were trembling.

Lu Chen touched his face, a little confused, "What's going on?"

What did the Plath version of Lu Chen do to these ancient spiritual tribes back then? To make them afraid like this?

But it's okay, it saves him the energy to fight. His Daoji is cracked and he is not suitable for using force.

"Your sword is very special. I have never seen such a method of nourishing a natal weapon. But you'd better not go too far. They may kill you. Even though there is suppression by the sword here, you may also have an accident."

The clay statue persuaded him and saw Lu Chen's purpose. It turned out that he just wanted to feed the knife.

Without stopping, Lu Chen boldly walked up to an ancient spirit clan whose attributes might be similar to Qianxue's, and thrust his knife into it.

The ancient creature was trembling, but because its attributes were much higher than those of Lu Chen, it would be difficult for Lu Chen to cause fatal injuries to it even if the divine ban was activated in Lu Chen's current state.

Lu Chen took Regicide and stirred around the part of the opponent's brain that should be there. He didn't feel that the opponent's life source was declining, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Because the opponent's attributes are beyond the range of Regicide's killing skills, even if he slowly wears down his blood, it will be difficult to kill him. The opponent's recovery power is basically the same as the damage caused by himself.

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

Half an hour later, when Lu Chen flew away from the last Ancient Spirit Clan, his Regicide had reached 100% growth and was in a state of transformation.

Regicide was jumping for joy, while Lu Chen was looking at the corpses of the Ancient Spirits and thinking, could it be that the Plath version of Lu Chen left these Ancient Spirits behind just for him to absorb in Regicide?

"It's really unprofessional. Find some real ancient god. It has no divinity at all."

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

Therefore, the growth rate can be obtained by killing these ancient spiritual tribes by killing the king, but the God Eater ring has not changed. If he wants to improve the ring, unless he can really kill the gods in his hometown, he can only rely on the sand outside to slowly absorb it.

"Can I draw my sword now?"

Seeing that Lu Chen had finished the operation, the statue asked.

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