My Master is Super Fierce

There was a white mist in the Nether Lake, which was the wind of the Nether, blowing in all directions. They were a valley here, and the wind of the Nether gathered at the entrance, which was colder than other places.

There are rumors about the Netherworld Lake. It is said that the formation of the Netherworld Lake is related to the dead. Where there are many dead people, the breath of death is enveloped, allowing the dead energy to condense into liquid, forming small pits, small pools.

The Nether Pool the size of the well head is a pool of hundreds of millions of dead souls, covering the air of death, and only then can the Nether Pool the size of the well head condense.

The Netherworld Lake not far away is the size of a lake with a diameter of at least two kilometers.

Such a big Nether Lake, hundreds of billions of dead people? Or trillions?

Of course, there are also rumors that Nether Lake is the entrance to the Nether, the place leading to the Nether Realm, and the Nether Realm is the world where the souls are located.

As for which version is true and which version is false, there is no way to distinguish.

But the terrible nature of Netherworld Lake is well known.

It is said that people at the Human Sovereign level will be frozen to death when entering the Netherworld, and the soul will be frozen.

Lu Chen and Ming Shang were more than a thousand meters away from Nether Lake, but the nether wind that blew from time to time made their hair stand up, and they got goose bumps.

The soul was blown by the cold breath, and they were muddled by the cold.

"Too, it's too cold." Lu Chen pressed his teeth, and the two rows of teeth kept fighting.

He used his exercises to resist, but it didn't have any effect, because the nether wind seemed to be pervasive, and the spiritual force could not stop it, and it was cold to the depths of the soul.

"Damn, why did I forget this?"

When Lu Chen was frozen and unconscious, he seemed to think of something, his mind moved, and a layer of black flame spread across his body. As the black flame covered his body, the cold breath disappeared, and his soul returned to normal. Coldly.

"Linghuo really can block the wind of the Netherworld" Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

After being covered by the spirit fire, another ghostly wind blew, which was no different from the normal cold wind, and did not have the previously cold feeling.

"Young Master, use Spirit Fire"

At this moment, a loud roar came from behind.

It turned out that some of Mingshang’s lovely subordinates saw Lu Chen shivering from the cold, and Minister Xu secretly cursed Lu Chen to be frozen to death, but as Lu Chen urged Hei Yan, the whole person was not slumped, but rather slouched. Straight, immediately reminded Young Master to urge Black Flame to block the Nether Wind.

Before Ming Shang heard the shouts from behind, before he could move, a shadow flashed across his eyes.

Who is it if it's not Lu Chen?

Ming Shang is also covered with a layer of black flames. When the black flames bless his body, the cold breath is isolated, and he is no longer afraid of the cold wind.

Huh!

The two of them came to the man beside the fire in a flash.

Lu Chen looked at the man strangely. The man's overall lack of trimming, his hair was messy, his beard was thicker than his hair, so that there was no complete contour of his face, and his bare skin was rough and wrinkled, indicating that the man was not an old man. But a middle-aged man.

And the clothes on her body didn't know how long she had been wearing. They were messy and looked like a beggar on the street.

Lu Chen was speechless, this was Liu Qing.

The legendary overlord of the wilderness.

Why does Lu Chen feel a bit unreal, because in his imagination, Liu Qing, as a generation overlord, has two very different styles.

The first type is a tough guy type overlord, such as tall, handsome and martial, with a bronze complexion, and an unparalleled dominance on his body.

Or it may be personable, dressed in white, gentle and elegant, seemingly approachable, and with a trace of aloofness, this is an elegant overlord.

However, the image of Liu Qing in front of him has nothing to do with the overlord.

Lu Chen began to doubt, this guy is really Liu Qing?

"Junior Mingshang, descendants of Mingyan, have seen Senior Liu." While Lu Chen was still suspicious, Mingshang next to him had already respectfully bowed to the beggar in front of him.

Ming Shang clasped his fists in both hands, bent at ninety degrees, and put his posture very low.

"Junior Lu Chen, a latecomer who respects Senior Liu," Lu Chen said with a fist.

Since the young man next to him thought that this beggar was really Liu Qing, then it was real.

Unfortunately, Liu Qing didn't pay attention to the two of them, but devoted himself to roasting chicken.

Yes, Liu Qing didn't know where he got a chicken and was grilling it on the fire. He turned the stick with one hand to heat the surface of the chicken evenly.

"Senior Willow"

Seeing Liu Qing didn't speak, Ming Shang cried out cautiously.

Unfortunately, Liu Qing still ignored him.

Lu Chen also stood there and didn't speak. Anyway, the big man had the idea of ​​the big man, and they were working on things intently, so don't disturb him.

So the two waited for almost ten minutes.

"Oh, it's still muddled"

Liu Qing suddenly spoke. Looking at the roast chicken on the stand, although the whole was golden and full, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, but a small part of the color was different from the golden one next to it, which was darker.

"I blame you all"

Liu Qing suddenly turned his head and stared at the two men fiercely. Then, a majestic aura erupted from Liu Qing, like an invisible force, confining the void, and the suppressed two could not move.

The originally calm lake next to it began to vibrate, and the water in the Nether Pond rolled wildly and turned into a water tornado.

Lu Chen and Mingshang felt despair under this breath.

Ming Shang opened his mouth, his face pale.

Although his origins are extraordinary, Liu Qing is a true overlord-level figure, with a cultivation base that can reach the sky, and any breath can shock him to death.

Fortunately, although Liu Qing was angry, he did not intend to kill. He just made the two of them unable to move under this breath.

And even the soul felt repressed, being suppressed to death.

Lu Chen was also shocked. He had only felt this majestic breath in a few people. One of them was his cheap master Lei Qianjue, the pavilion master of Fenglei Pavilion, who was dubbed Xiao Leizi by the second master Yao Xi.

In addition, there is also the Palace Master of the Sword Emperor, a superb Sword Saint level figure whose cultivation base has also reached the third level of the Saint Realm, the Saint King Realm.

Lu Chen felt that Liu Qing's breath was a little more terrifying than the two.

This breath lasted for about a minute, when Liu Qing took his breath, he was just like an angry beast, now he has become a beggar again, because he can't feel the slightest cultivation base.

Fortunately, the two can move.

Lu Chen couldn't help but said, "Senior Liu, I didn't even speak, why did we bother you with the roast chicken."

At this point, Lu Chen felt a bit wronged.

"You two breathed a change in the surrounding air, which caused a slight deviation in the flame. I could have cooked a perfect roast chicken because of you, but now it's a little bit burnt."

Lu Chen's mouth twitched: "It turns out that breathing is also a mistake."

Liu Qing nodded calmly.

Lu Chen was speechless for this powerful reason, not to mention Lu Chen, even Mingshang was speechless.

"Go, give me a chicken out. It's not baked or it's burnt. Don't want to leave here." Liu Qing said as he looked at the two of them. At their feet, I don't know when, a pile of prepared chickens appeared , Like a hill.

I don't know where Liu Qing got such a bunch of chickens.