Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Lu Chen held the regicide sword intent in his hand, and the sword intent on his body interacted with it, and the whole person was in a mysterious state.

He didn't hear the statue's words at all, he was just trying to understand the sword intention left by the Plath version of Lu Chen. Combined with his understanding in the Samsara Lake, he entered a state of semi-enlightenment for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes and pulled out the regicide sword in an instant, causing the entire mine to tremble.

The rubble above continued to fall, and the ancient spirits in the cave regained consciousness and showed joy.

Because the sword that suppressed this place left the sealing foundation stone, it meant that they might be free.

Qianxue looked at Lu Chen who was holding the regicide sword, and for a moment she felt that he was a little strange, as if he had become a completely different person. His aura was completely restrained, but it made people's hearts tremble inexplicably.

The invisible sword intention seems to have disappeared into the void, combining with something ethereal, connecting the past, present and future.

Although Lu Chen was only a pioneer at the peak of the seventh level at this time, he gave people the impression of being a lofty immortal god. Even the clay statue unconsciously retreated under the invisible edge.

Lu Chen did not ask the clay statue what to do. After he completely drew out the regicide sword, he seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart. He knew how to use it and where to slash it out to exile these ancient spiritual tribes.

When many ancient spiritual tribes were awakening, Lu Chen focused his attention on one of the ancient spiritual tribes at the deepest level. The wounds on his body no longer worsened under the suppression of the regicide sword. He opened the divine ban and stepped forward.

The ancient spirit race at the deepest place looked like an evil ghost, with six arms and three heads. Each head had a one-eye. At this time, the three one-eyes were looking straight at Lu Chen.

The most noble being among the ancient spiritual tribe had awakened. When it awakened, Qianxue felt a frenzied pressure that swept through the entire space, forcing her to kneel down.

The clay statue raised its hand and pressed forward with invisible force, helping Qianxue resist the pressure, which made her feel better.

"what are you up to?"

The clay statue looked at the direction in which Lu Chen was heading and asked, because Lu Chen had already separated from the little golden dragon. He was stepping on the secret script, but he was walking very slowly. With every step he took in the void, the feeling that he could barely The perceived sharpness faded away.

"Leave something here."

Lu Chen said lightly, his eyes turned pure black, and there was no trace of energy and blood flowing out, but it gave people a feeling of palpitations.

For a moment, he seemed to be in tune with his other self, knowing instinctively what to do.

This feeling is very strange. The regicide sword intention in the hand is not just as simple as staying here to suppress these ancient spiritual tribes. It was left here just so that one day, I could pick it up.

It's just that with Lu Chen's current poor brain power, he can't figure out why the Plath version of Lu Chen can do such a thing, because this is a closed loop of cause and effect, a paradox of time.

This is equivalent to the future self going back to the past, leaving things for the present self, giving inspiration, and ultimately creating the future. This is not allowed by cause and effect.

The three-headed and six-armed Ancient Spirit Tribe is not as tall as other Ancient Spirit Tribes. It is only three feet tall, but it has the power to swallow up the world. Before it fell asleep, it was a god!

However, Lu Chen didn't feel like he needed to look up when facing gods. His mentality changed inexplicably at this time, as if he was looking down at ants.

The three-headed and six-armed Ancient Spirit Tribe, after waking up and unconsciously releasing its aura, saw the man walking towards it.

For a moment, its momentum stagnated, and its three one-eyed eyes were filled with fear.

It was as if she had returned to the day before she fell asleep. The man in front of her was walking towards her like this, giving her two choices.

Lu Chen walked up to the three-headed and six-armed god, and the regicide sword shot out across the sky. It didn't have the power to destroy the world, or even make any waves. It was just like a simple sword struck by a mortal.

Like a hot knife cutting through oil, the crystal shells covering the three-headed and six-armed god were cut open silently, along with its chest.

The once aloof overlord of the universe did not dare to make the slightest move because it felt that the man was back.

That kind of evil energy is like the galaxy returning to the source of the universe, but it is not released. The indifferent eyes are so cold that they can freeze the void. They are indifferent to this advanced life, just like it always looks down on humans, looking down on themselves.

The regicide sword passed through, and a purple heart was taken out by Lu Chen. It was beating in the air, and the space was trembling.

In Lu Chen's perception, this heart was not inferior to the Qing Emperor's heart, because it was a freshly taken out living heart, and the energy contained in it was much higher.

He used the regicide sword to suppress the energy within it, and with a power he could not understand, he cut off the connection with this ancient spiritual clan with three heads and six arms.

Visible to the naked eye, the aura of this ancient spiritual clan declined rapidly, and soon he no longer had the strength of an immortal god, but was much stronger than Qian Xue.

In Lu Chen's perception, he might be on par with the Great Elder's strength.

After doing all this, Lu Chen turned around and drew a long arc in the mine. Wherever the sword passed, the void shattered. The original mine's powerful spatial stabilization ability seemed like a sword in front of it. Not worth mentioning.

Behind the void is endless turbulence, and the edges of the gap are constantly twisting. No one knows where the people who were exiled will return in the future.

The sword intent involved the ancient spiritual tribe in the mine. They did not dare to resist, and they were unable to resist. They were dragged into the void.

With the second sword slash, Lu Chen erased the cracks in the void. At the end of the cracks, the pitch-black blade blended into it. The suppression of the regicide sword intent had not yet ended on these ancient spiritual tribes until the agreed time.

Qianxue was a little surprised when she saw this scene. She thought Lu Chen would find a way to keep the regicide sword. After all, when he held the regicide sword, he was equivalent to a powerful immortal god.

Lu Chen landed slowly, and the breath on his body returned to normal again, "Cough cough cough cough——"

He coughed violently, and a lot of blood flowed from his mouth, "I still can't do strenuous exercise..."

He lamented that after losing the blessing of the regicide sword, he became an ordinary person again. Daoji's injuries continued to worsen, and the hidden dangers from the attack just now broke out.

Qianxue quickly came to Lu Chen's side and looked at the statue with some vigilance. Although everything went according to plan, there was no guarantee that the statue would not regret it.

The little golden dragon was also very energetic. He came close to Lu Chen and lifted him up. The true dragon secret technique was brewing faintly, and it was also first-rate in escaping. Otherwise, it would not have caused so many senior brothers and sisters headaches on Zhige Peak.

"Have they finally been exiled..."

The clay statue looked at the empty cave and sighed, "Hahaha... I am finally free, I want to thank you..."

His tone gradually became deeper, "...the innocent reincarnation."

When Qian Xue heard this, her blood boiled instantly. Her long, white hair turned into a bright red. She held her hand on the snow foam. The other party was about to fall out! ?

She looked at Lu Chen from the corner of her eye. Lu Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his expression was particularly calm.

Lu Chen just smiled and said, "Senior, I didn't expect you to have a sense of humor. Stop joking."

The sand on the statue's body is constantly falling off, and along with the flesh and blood on his body, the oath of heaven and earth has been lifted. He is no longer bound by the original mine, and he no longer has the extra longevity.

"...How do you know I won't fall out? Do you believe everything I say?"

The clay statue took back its breath, and he really wasn't ready to take action.

Lu Chen held the regicide scabbard in his hand, "Junior likes to listen to other people's words. Besides, it is always dishonorable for a person of senior's strength to deceive a junior."

As he spoke, he took out the Regicide, and the clay statue's eyes froze.

Immediately afterwards, the clay statue burst out laughing, "...As expected of you, you never believed me from the beginning."

He pondered for a moment, "No matter what, this is the right thing for you to do. It will help you go further."

Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether this senior lied or not, it seemed that he was not allowed to take action now.

But in the next moment, she regained her energy and pulled out Xue Mo, because the immortal took action without any warning!

Lu Chen unsheathed the regicide sword in his hand, only to find that the clay statue was not attacking them. The big gray-black hand reached out, passed around them, and pressed to a certain direction behind them.

A piercing scream sounded, painful and shrill, like an evil ghost howling in his ears.

The big hand of the clay statue retracted, and a fierce ghost wrapped in black mist was caught in its hand, "Noisy!"

His voice was cold, his hands exerted force, and in a blink of an eye, the fierce ghost was reduced to powder.

Lu Chen and Qian Xue were both a little surprised. They didn't expect that this fierce ghost had been following them secretly, and they didn't notice it at all along the way.

Even when they were at the Reincarnation Lake, this fierce ghost might have been with them. The little golden dragon was playing around in the Reincarnation Lake without sensing anything was wrong.

If we continue to go deep into the original mine and don't know there is a ghost behind us, we don't know what will happen.

"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative."

Lu Chen thanked him. Although he had a killing weapon in his hand, his perception was still not as good as that of a real immortal, and he did not notice the existence of the evil ghost at all.

The opponent's method of concealing his body was even more bizarre and unpredictable than the little golden dragon's True Dragon Escape Technique.

The clay statue slowly turned around and said, "Follow me."

Qianxue was still in shock and had not recovered, not only because of the existence of the evil ghost being suppressed by the immortal, but also because she suspected that she had just seen it wrong. She had clearly seen Lu Chen personally sending the regicide sword into the gap between the void, but just now The regicide that Lu Chen pulled out of the scabbard was not his original sword, but the regicide sword intention!

Now it seems that it doesn't matter whether what the clay statue said is true or false, and whether he really wanted to harm them afterwards, because Lu Chen still holds a big killer weapon in his hand.

Lu Chen and Qian Xue looked at each other, meaning that they would talk after leaving. They could not communicate through voice transmission, and their information would be intercepted in front of a strong person like the clay statue.

Following the footsteps of the clay statue, we came outside. Most of the sand on the clay statue's body fell off, revealing the rotten flesh and blood. It looked very disgusting.

It’s no wonder that the clay statue wants to end such a life. Let me ask you, the genius who once traveled across the galaxy, a noble immortal, has become like this. How can he want to continue this kind of suffering?

Arriving outside the wall of the inner cave that we had just entered, the statue sat on a large rock. His strength was also constantly declining, and every small movement caused the mud and sand on his body to fall off.

"Senior, can you tell me what the future is like for me?"

Lu Chen asked for advice.

"You are really impatient..."

The clay statue sighed, "It doesn't matter, I don't have much time, so I'll just tell you."

He pointed to a stone wall and carved on it. In an instant, a map of the mine appeared. "You cannot go to the places marked with triangular marks. There may be opportunities for hollow circular marks. It is safer. Solid circles The mark represents your destination. There are killing formations in some places on the road. I don't know much about it, but I think you can pass it."

The clay statue looked meaningfully at the Regicide on Lu Chen's waist. The incomplete killing array on the road could not stop this sword.

Lu Chen looked at the map and found that the interior of the original mine was far more complicated and dangerous than he imagined. Fortunately, he and Qian Xue hadn't gone too deep, otherwise they wouldn't have known how to die under the killing array inside.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Lu Chen thanked you respectfully and looked into the eyes of the clay statue, "Senior, do you have any other wishes? If this junior can achieve it, I will definitely try my best."

"A wish?"

The clay statue's eyes were wandering, as if it was reminiscing about something.

After a while, when the sand on his body was about to completely fall off, a bright white light began to appear on his body. Immortal music sounded all over his body, Dao fire burned, and the surrounding space seemed to be filled with a brilliant rain of stars.

Lu Chen knew that the other party was about to become a Taoist. The statue did not lie to him. His perception of emotions was much sharper than Qian Xue's.

The Clay Statue said that after he was exiled from the Ancient Spirit Clan, and it was just a slight. From the beginning, the Clay Statue had no intention of falling out, because his time has indeed come, and his soul has been exhausted by time. The theory of seizing the body , it’s just something in Xianxia novels.

In fact, when a person truly grows old, his or her soul will also wither. There is no use in getting a new body.

Killing himself would do no good to the statue, and the statue was not someone who repaid kindness with enmity.

"Captain, he seems to have passed away."

Qianxue said from the side. She looked at the big stone where the clay statue was. The person on it was no longer an ugly clay statue. Although the flesh and blood had fallen off, the immortal still showed his original shadow when he transformed into a human being.

He is indeed a handsome man that is rare to find in the world, with an air of immortality and unparalleled handsomeness. At this time, he has a smile of relief on his face.

Lu Chen and Qian Xue moved back some distance to avoid being involved in the aura of Hua Dao. The little golden dragon growled beside them and was patted on the head by Lu Chen.

Because what Xiao Jinlong meant was that these were the bones of an immortal. Isn’t it a bit wasteful to just let them transform into Taoists?

Just when Lu Chen and Qian Xue thought that the immortal had fallen silent and had no more words to say, the handsome immortal suddenly opened his eyes again, "Young man, I still don't know your name."

"Junior Lu Chen, I would like to send you off to my senior."

Lu Chen saluted.