Alchemist Sword Sect

In the depths of the colorful valley, there are patterns of colorful colors, blooming with brilliant brilliance, forming a beautiful scene.

However, these colorful patterns are in the void, intersecting vertically and horizontally, densely packed.

Lu Chen felt his scalp tingling just by looking at it.

"What is this? Prohibition is not prohibition, formation is not formation?" Chase Lu said puzzledly.

At this moment, he felt how good it is to have the ancestor Lu Jie by his side.

At least, the patriarch Lu Jie was well-informed, so he might be able to recognize these things.

But Chase Lu was at a loss, and couldn't find the root cause at all.

"Hey, three-headed Balrog, why is he here too?"

Just when Lu Chen frowned, he suddenly saw a fiery red figure with three heads in the dense colorful lines. Who is it if it's not a three-headed python?

This demon is powerful, relying on the fourth stage of the life and death gateway, swinging a stone stick, smashing the colorful lines one by one, breaking in forcefully, causing an extremely powerful scene.

Every time he swung the stone stick, he smashed a seven-color pattern, and a seven-color beam of light rushed into the void.

No, not far away, there is another seven-color beam of light.

In addition, it was accompanied by a fiery red glow.

Under the seven-color beam of light and the red glow, stood a strange man with red hair.

"Who is that?"

"Cheyuan, how could it be him?"

Lu Chen looked suspiciously, and when he saw the man's appearance clearly, he was shocked and his expression changed.

Without him, because the first time Che Yuan made a move, the shock it gave him was too great.

Especially the ghost chariot, it is simply a big killer.

If the three-headed Balrog hadn't appeared that time, Lu Chen really thought he was going to die under the ghost chariot.

However, the demon is not currently using the chariot.

This made Lu Chen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Looks like I have to be careful."

Lu Chen thought secretly.

Although he is not what he used to be now, and he has stepped into the second level of the life and death gateway, but whether it is Che Yuan himself or the Nether Chariot, they are so powerful that Lu Chen has to be careful.

At the same time, because of the existence of Cheyuan and the three-headed Balrog, the chance of Lu Chen getting the Kunwu Sword is much smaller.

By the way, there are magicians!

Lu Chen suddenly thought of another person, and his face sank.

The shaft of the car is powerful, but in Lu Chen's heart, the magician is even more terrifying.

"It's a pity that I didn't step into the third level of the life and death gateway."

Lu Chen suddenly thought of it, and couldn't help clenching his fists. He secretly thought, if I have a chance, I will definitely hit the third level of the life and death gateway.

After thinking about it, Lu Chen immediately held the Qingdi Sword and walked into the colorful patterns all over the sky.

Even if he knew that there were three powerful enemies in it, he still had to fight for Kunwu Sword.

"Shhhhhh!"

Among the dense colorful lines, Lu Chen walked through like a fish.

The Qingdi sword fell, and the seven-color lines burst.

There was a bang bang sound.

"who?"

"Why are you here, boy?"

The loud noise and the shocking sword energy from behind caught the attention of the car shaft and the three-headed Balrog. When they turned around, they saw Lu Chen and suddenly showed surprise.

"You two, long time no see." Lu Chen said with a smile.

"Hmph." The three-headed Balrog snorted, ignored Lu Chen, continued to swing the stone stick, and attacked in.

"Eh, you have broken through the first level of the Profound Pass of Life and Death and entered the second level?" Che Yuan asked in surprise.

"Where is it, compared with you, senior, my cultivation level is really not worth mentioning." Lu Chen smiled modestly.

"Is it?"

Che Yuan smiled coldly, with fire shining from his slender eyes, and said with a chuckle: "Boy, no matter whether your cultivation base has improved or your strength has greatly increased, it's best not to compete with the old man, otherwise, this will be your burial place .”

Lu Chen smiled all over his face when he heard the words, but he was full of slander in his heart. He sneered, old guy, who will live and who will die?

Che Yuan snorted coldly, ignored Lu Chen immediately, and stepped forward.

Seeing this, Lu Chen lost his expression and stepped forward slowly.

The seven-color lines were broken one by one under the Qing Emperor's sword.

However, as it moves forward, the power contained in the colorful patterns inside becomes even stronger.

"These colorful patterns are really weird. They are neither restrictions nor formations. Could it be formed naturally?" Lu Chen said softly.

While talking, he walked forward.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise came from the depths of the colorful valley, which was earth-shattering and attracted all three of Lu Chen to look.

"There are still people inside? No, he won't snatch that sword away, right?" Che Yuan said in a deep voice.

"The treasures are all mine, and no one can take them away." The three-headed Balrog said in a low voice.

"Shua!"

Lu Chen didn't say much, and rushed up immediately.

He did not use the Qingdi Sword, but struck out a series of prohibition lines to break the seven-color lines in front of him.

The seven-color lines in mid-air melted like snowflakes under the forbidden lines.

It turned out that Chase Lu found the law of the arrangement of the colorful lines, so he was able to break it with the restriction.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the depths of the Colorful Valley at an extremely fast speed.

"Why is this kid so fast all of a sudden?" the three-headed Balrog asked in shock.

"How could he decipher this weird seven-color pattern?" Che Yuan said with a serious face.

But Chase Lu ignored them and moved on.

The next moment, he saw more than a dozen figures in front of him.

Among them, two figures are the most powerful, one is a palm-sized miniature child, and the other is a vaguely described demonic powerhouse in a black robe.

In addition, there is an old monk and twelve statues that are like puppets, fighting together.

"Aura of black and yellow? Mage? Fu Sang?"

Lu Chen was taken aback when he saw this.

He expected that the magician was here, but he didn't expect that even the mysterious and yellow energy was here.

However, the situation of Xuanhuang Qi at this moment is not too long.

Under the attack of the magician, he was completely at a disadvantage.

If there were not twelve statues guarding him, he would have been captured already.

You must know that although these twelve statues only have the second level of the Life and Death Promenade, they are proficient in formations. Together, they can erupt a power comparable to the fourth level of the Life and Death Promenade.

Therefore, as strong as a magician, he could not capture the Xuanhuang Qi in a short time.

However, the magician did not give up, because he knew the effect of Xuanhuang Qi.

This is a higher-level treasure that can be used to attack the gods, how could he give up?

"It seems that they haven't found Kunwu Sword yet."

Such a situation also made Lu Chen heave a sigh of relief.

"Yeah."

At this moment, Xuanhuang Qi seemed to have discovered Lu Chen, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Lu Chen?"

Fu Sang heard the sound and immediately saw Lu Chen.

Naturally, the magician also noticed his arrival.

"Mage, long time no see."

Lu Chen was open and frank, facing many colorful lines, but stepped forward like a stroll in the courtyard.

Those seven-color lines all collapsed under his prohibition lines.

"Master, he can decipher these damned colorful patterns." Fusang said in surprise.

"This seat has already seen it, so you don't need to tell me." The magician said.

"Fusang, you traitor of Buddhism, come and die quickly."

Lu Chen smiled coldly, and immediately pointed the Qingdi sword at Fu Sang, the traitor of Leiyin Temple.

If it hadn't been for him to betray Leiyin Temple and wound Fusong, the magician might not have been able to kill Fusong, and Leiyin Temple would not have been nearly destroyed and ended up going to the southern continent.

"Lu Chen, do you dare to kill me?" Fu Sang yelled sharply.

He saw that Lu Chen had stepped into the second level of the life and death porch, thinking that he was not an opponent, and hurriedly leaned towards the magician.

But Xuanhuang Qi suddenly groaned, and then the twelve statues surrounded the magician, excluding Fusang.

Obviously, he planned to let Lu Chen kill Fusang.

"Master, save me."

Fusang shouted.

"waste!"

The magician gave a cold drink, and immediately hit the statue in front of him, and went to the inside of the colorful valley, ignoring Fusang.

"Lu Chen, spare my life, please spare my life."

Seeing this, Fu Sang was completely desperate, and hurriedly begged Lu Chen for mercy.

"late."

Lu Chen didn't say much, and cut off the Qingdi sword directly.

"噗嗤" sound;

and took his life.

Then, he rushed to the magician ahead.

"Lu Chen, do you want to fight against me?" The magician said in a cold voice, 'Don't forget, if I hadn't saved your life last time, you would have been killed by me. '

"Magician, you are the one who is against me." Lu Chen said coldly.

"It seems that you already know." The magician laughed.

"Sisi and Jingting are really in your hands?" Lu Chen said coldly.

"Not bad." The magician replied.

Lu Chen's face suddenly sank.

"Lu Chen, do you know what to do now? Why don't you stop these things for me?" the magician sternly shouted.

"Don't think about it."

Lu Chen refused straight away, his eyes were particularly gloomy.

He wished he could kill the magician with his sword.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill your two women?" the magician said coldly.

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but you can't kill them now." Lu Chen said coldly.

"Lu Chen, you...?" the magician said angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will know the whereabouts of Sisi and Jingting after I capture you." Lu Chen interrupted him in a cold voice.

"Okay, very good, I really didn't misjudge you, but it's a pity,? You must pay attention to failure, because you are not my opponent." The magician said coldly.

As the first person in the way of magic ten thousand years ago, the magician has great self-confidence and strong strength. Even in the face of Xuanhuang Qi, his twelve statues, and Lu Chen, he is not afraid.

"Then try it."

Lu Chen's eyes were serious, and after he finished speaking, he immediately shot ruthlessly, the Qingdi sword fell, and the air of withered glory swept out, the gray-white sword energy fell in the sky, and the air immediately dimmed.

The power of dryness is affecting the power of the magician.

"Kurong power? What is your relationship with Kurong Taoist?" The magician was surprised and angry.

"This young master has nothing to say. If you are willing to catch him without a fight, this young master can tell you." Lu Chen said coldly.

"Lu Chen, are you dreaming? Do you think that you can deal with me with this Kurong power? You are so delusional."

The magician yelled loudly, and waved his hands, sweeping out immeasurable magic energy, one after another of pitch-black palm prints fell across, smashed the colorful lines, and then hit Lu Chen.

But when it fell, the power of the palm print was almost weakened.

Not only him, but even Lu Chen, as well as the Xuanhuang Qi and the power of the twelve statues.

Now Lu Chen finally understood why Xuanhuang Qi and the magician were in a state of anxiety.

In this colorful valley, if any side wants to kill the other side, unless it has an absolute advantage, there is no chance.

"Damn it!"

This made Lu Chen's heart sink.

Because he couldn't capture the magician, he couldn't force him to find out the whereabouts of Sisi and Jingting from the other party.

"Buzz!"

But at this time, there was another violent buzzing sound from behind, it was the chariot shaft and the three-headed Balrog.