I awakened my god-tier passive skill early on and took off instantly

The Nascent Soul middle-aged man had already reached out and grabbed Lu Xin's shoulder, intending to lift him away, but he discovered that Lu Xin was rooted to the spot.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move him an inch.

The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes meeting Lu Xin's, and they could both see the confusion in each other's eyes.

Lu Xin was puzzled as to why the other party's magic power, although imposing in its build-up, felt soft and weak when it landed on him.

It didn't match his late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation at all; it was like a mortal.

And the middle-aged man was puzzled as to why he couldn't lift a mere Golden Core cultivator.

"Boy, what kind of magic is this? Thousand-Catty Drop?" he frowned and asked.

"Just ordinary weight."

Lu Xin gently pushed out with his hand, and the middle-aged man flew backward, then turned into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

"Indeed, a mortal!"

"Bang!"

This sudden turn of events frightened the eight Golden Core strongmen carrying the palanquin, and they took a few steps back, accidentally dropping the palanquin to the ground.

"Insolent!"

A cold shout came from inside the palanquin, and a suction force suddenly appeared, instantly sucking the eight Golden Core strongmen into the palanquin. In just a few breaths, they were turned into eight dried corpses and thrown out.

Lu Xin glanced at the dried corpses; their flesh and essence had been sucked dry, leaving only skin and bones.

This was clearly a demonic art.

Then, the woman in the black dress lifted the black veil, revealing a captivatingly beautiful face.

"You are not Golden Core."

She looked at Lu Xin, licked her lips, and said with interest, "I can feel the powerful blood energy flowing in your body. You must have trained your body. Obediently become my furnace, and I promise to cherish you a few more times, and not suck you dry in one go."

"Suck me dry?"

Lu Xin met her gaze, thinking that if he turned four meters tall, she might not be able to handle it.

However, he quickly shook his head. He had some guesses in his mind, but the main thing was the business at hand, so he said indifferently:

"You are not a Transformation God."

The woman frowned slightly, then laughed loudly, "Boy, although I don't know what you mean, you will definitely not escape from my grasp today."

As she spoke, she threw out a purple silk magic weapon, holding one end in her hand and tightly wrapping the other end around Lu Xin.

Lu Xin did not resist.

Now he was even more convinced that as long as you doubted the authenticity of the spiritual energy here, the other party's attack on you would seem powerful.

But basically, it had no power.

Now the woman's expression had changed, because no matter how she urged her magic power to pull, Lu Xin remained motionless.

Lu Xin now had no intention of wasting words with the other party. He raised his hand and pointed, and a sword energy flowed from his fingertip, instantly piercing the woman's head.

"How could this be…"

The woman fell down blankly.

Lu Xin put away the purple long silk that fell to the ground, and also took her storage bag into his hand.

Without looking closely, he set a fire to turn the corpse into ashes, and then walked towards the wide-open mansion. The guards who had been watching the excitement at the door had already fled inside.

They had probably gone to inform that Elder Nangong.

He just wanted to verify it.

However, just as he was about to enter, a stream of light soared into the sky from the mansion, instantly fleeing, while not forgetting to shout:

"Everyone, a new powerhouse has appeared, and Iron Rakshasa has been killed!"

This voice spread throughout the city, and everyone raised their heads, some in disbelief.

"What, the female demon has been killed?"

"That's Elder Nangong, who killed the female demon, and why is he so panicked?"

Then, what made them even more unbelievable was that a stream of light instantly caught up with the fleeing Elder Nangong, and in a scream, turned into a headless corpse and fell from the sky.

The stream of light flew back and entered the body of a man standing in the air.

It was Lu Xin.

He was also a little surprised just now. Sure enough, ruthless people are generally very decisive.

But then he reacted. Anyway, he didn't plan to stay here step by step. It would be better to call more people to verify.

So he shot directly.

"That is the powerhouse in Elder Nangong's words?" Everyone saw the figure standing in the air.

"Impossible, how could it be Brother Lu?"

Almost two exclamations sounded at the same time in different places in the city.

One was Han Daobei, who had left earlier, and the other was naturally Yan Qinglu.

"He is Lu Xin who saved you?" Yan Qinglu's grandfather, Yan Tingjing, asked in surprise.

Yan Qinglu nodded.

"It seems that he is at least a Transformation God powerhouse, hiding his realm, but fortunately, he has no ill intentions towards you."

Yan Qinglu worriedly said, "Then Grandpa, now that he has killed that Elder Nangong, will he be in danger?"

Yan Tingjing pondered for a moment, somewhat regretfully:

"Nangong Changhua has a mid-stage Transformation God peak cultivation. To be able to make him flee in panic, his strength is obviously not weak. It's a pity that there are more than three hundred Transformation Gods in the city. He probably won't survive."

"Ah?" Yan Qinglu was taken aback, not expecting there to be so many powerhouses here.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw hundreds of streams of light suddenly rising into the air, tightly surrounding Lu Xin.

Lu Xin glanced around. They were all Transformation Gods, some human and some demon.

It was estimated that the strongest people here had all arrived, but he was not panicked at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Of course, it wasn't entirely because of the [Calm] passive.

"Who is so arrogant?"

The crowd parted a path, and an old man wearing a robe embroidered with dark gold dragon patterns and a nine-stream crown stepped into the air.

He cast a majestic gaze at Lu Xin, "A newcomer?"

"That's right."

Lu Xin directly admitted, while also looking at the person who came. Late-stage Transformation God peak, it should be the city lord.

Since Lu Xin felt that he had already been exposed anyway, he simply raised his realm to the appearance of an early-stage Transformation God, so the old man continued:

"Early-stage Transformation God, able to kill Iron Rakshasa and Nangong Changhua in succession, it seems that your combat power is not weak. Why didn't you report to the city lord's mansion and await orders?"

Lu Xin shook his head, "There's no need, you mortals are not worthy."

"What?"

Lu Xin's words were shocking. The crowd was first puzzled, then angry, actually scolding them as mortals.

"Audacious!"

The old man shouted sternly, "Who will step forward and capture this ignorant person?"

"I will!"

A late-stage Transformation God person walked out, directly throwing out a long spear magic weapon emitting flames, turning into a long rainbow and shooting towards Lu Xin.

In the blink of an eye, it was about to pierce him.

Lu Xin temporarily didn't dare to be careless, and a golden light emerged from his body.

Only a ding was heard, the tip of the spear touched his chest, and was instantly shaken away.

"What?"

The crowd's expression changed in shock upon seeing this.

Lu Xin completely relaxed. As he had expected, the long rainbow transformed from the spear seemed fierce, but it had no power for him.

To be precise, it couldn't even break his first stage of golden body defense.

"How is that possible?"

The late-stage Transformation God who attacked recalled his flame spear, looked at it carefully, and wondered if he hadn't shot for a long time and the magic weapon was broken.

Otherwise, how could he not kill an early-stage Transformation God?

So he threw the flame spear again, towards the crowd watching the excitement below.

Before the crowd below could react, they immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"My magic weapon is not broken, what defensive magic is this?"

He asked out loud.

Before Lu Xin could speak, another late-stage Transformation God walked out and said: "What's the use of strong defense, watch my Dragon Binding Rope!"