Nine Heavens Sword Emperor

Lu Chen slowly closed his eyes, as if greedily sucking the strong breath of death in the air.

Black Panther had mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that Lu Chen had worked so hard for so long just for this last battle.

It was not easy for Lu Chen along the way. He turned a weak race on the verge of extinction into its current status, and even eliminated all the top masters of other races.

In a sense, if Lu Chen can finally succeed, his creation will even surpass Yu Wenhong back then!

"Fan Sheng, the ancient saints are about to rule the heavens and the worlds, why can I only feel the pain in your heart at this moment?" Lu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Ancestor, I... I just want to avenge my sister now." Liu Fansheng sighed with his head down.

Lu Chen patted his shoulder, "Any great cause requires sacrifice. I am also very sad about your sister's death, but for our race, her death is worth it.

You are the royal blood of the ancient saints, you should have such a capacity." Lu Chen said meaningfully.

"I understand, ancestor." Liu Fansheng said deeply.

Lu Chen nodded, and then disappeared with the black panther.

In the enchantment of the dead spirit formation, the dead spirit formation at this moment was obviously filled with spiritual power to an unprecedented level!

The dazzling spiritual light even blinded the black panther, the power was too strong.

Originally according to Lu Chen's plan, when the Dongyi tribe slaughtered the human race, the dead spirit formation absorbed the death power of the creatures on the battlefield.

However, Lin Che's strength exceeded his expectations, so Lu Chen was forced to take out the Wanfa Questioning God Lamp, the eye of the formation, to compete with Lin Che.

As a result, the operation of the dead spirit formation to absorb the death power of the human battlefield was interrupted, and Lu Chen had just killed 300,000 warriors above the True God Realm of the Tianyao Clan and the Wushen Clan, which greatly made up for the energy needed by the dead spirit formation.

Lin Tianran still sat in the center of the formation, controlling the operation of the dead spirit formation in an orderly manner. With Lin Tianran's control, the efficiency of the formation was significantly improved.

Lu Chen looked at the dead spirit formation with satisfaction, and then looked at Tianjun and Chu Kuangsheng who stood beside him like zombies.

"Tianjun of the Dongyi tribe was a powerful person of the third level of divine consciousness at his peak. When he had the Creation Sword in his hand, even Yuwen Hong did not dare to confront him head-on.

Now he relies on his brother's bones to rebuild his body, and his strength is limited to the second level of divine consciousness.

But since you have become my puppet, I will let you reproduce the glory of the past." Lu Chen smiled.

Of course, Tianjun could not respond to his words.

Lu Chen set his eyes on Chu Kuangsheng again, with a sigh in his eyes.

"Arrogant sword Chu Kuangsheng, the first genius of the human race after the ancient times, can create super-yuan-level skills and swordsmanship!

With your talent and character, it is not a problem to step into the peak of the Yuanshi realm. Unfortunately, you are cursed by the Wushen tribe, which makes your body function unable to continue to evolve, and you will always stop at the late Yuanshi realm."

Lu Chen said with regret.

"But since you are dead, this body can no longer limit your potential. I will let you reach the height you could have reached before, as compensation for my control over you.

I know that you don't like being controlled by others." Lu Chen smiled slightly, then slowly walked to the center of the dead spirit formation, and the vast and boundless power rushed into his body.

"Of course, all this can only be done after I step into the third level of divine consciousness." Lu Chen's mouth corners slightly raised, and his hands formed a complex seal, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a vortex that swallowed spiritual power!

"Black Panther."

"I am here!" Black Panther said solemnly.

"I want to use the power of the dead spirit formation to break through the third level of divine consciousness. During this period, my three puppets will protect me here. You keep an eye on all the movements of the human race.

Also, before I come out of retreat, find the whereabouts of the Swallowing Void Nine Emperor Dragon." Lu Chen said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"...

Human race realm, martial realm plane.

The Wu Realm is an inconspicuous fourth-level realm among the human realms. Compared with other powerful realms, the small Wu Realm seems insignificant.

But because of this, it was only attacked by a few Dongyi tribe strongmen, so the Wu Realm was not destroyed.

Lin Che walked on the streets of Tianxing Continent. The originally prosperous town was now in ruins. After all, the spiritual power of any martial arts skills of the top strongmen in battle could turn the entire town into nothingness.

There was no battle between the strongest here, but it was obviously affected by the residual power of the battle in the distance. A large number of buildings were only left with broken walls and ruins, and builders were working tirelessly to repair these buildings.

In the world of warriors, everyone can practice spiritual power, but most people can only reach a very low level of cultivation in their lifetime.

These people can only live at the bottom and complete the basic labor required by this world.

Looking at the busy figures, Lin Che sighed in his heart. The war brought too much harm to these civilians.

The people of the Wu Realm were lucky, and there were not many casualties. Many realms and even entire continents were destroyed by the Dongyi tribe.

A shirtless man carrying spiritual materials came towards him. Perhaps he was exhausted from continuous labor. When he passed by Lin Che, his feet softened and four or five thick spiritual materials on his shoulders fell.

"Be careful." Lin Che reminded him hurriedly, and at the same time, he flashed in front of the man and helped him catch the fallen spiritual materials.

"Thank you, sir." The man said hurriedly when he saw Lin Che.

Lin Che did not deliberately emit spiritual energy, and the big man could not sense his cultivation, but he knew from the clothes on Lin Che that Lin Che was either rich or noble.

"It's okay, be careful, and take a break if you are tired before going on the road." Lin Che reminded softly.

This sentence was not only said to the big man, but also to himself.

The big man thanked him again, and then hurried away.

Lin Che continued to walk forward, and suddenly his eyebrows raised. He could actually feel a good sword intent here.

He felt that the sword intent was somewhat familiar, and the owner of the sword intent might be someone he knew, but Lin Che could not remember it for a while.

With doubts in his heart, Lin Che walked step by step to the foot of a mountain.

The surrounding scenery became more and more familiar, and Lin Che smiled helplessly. This place was almost at the Yutian Sect, which was the sect he joined after leaving Jiuxiao Continent.

It was also there that Lin Che started his steps to conquer the heavens and the worlds.

At the foot of Yutian Sect Mountain, a simple courtyard appeared in front of Lin Che. The owner of the sword intent was in the house. At this moment, Lin Che could already sense her weak spiritual breath, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.

Lin Che frowned, and he remembered who the owner of this sword intent was.